Daybook, 8th July 2016

Another heavy heart this morning. Police killed in Dallas, and I’ve had a sick feeling in my stomach for the last twelve hours (I slept rather restlessly) that there’s….something….coming. We’re reaching a tipping point, it seems, at which America must figure out how it will survive. I don’t think this has anything to do with the upcoming presidential election; this isn’t an electoral issue, but rather a much more basically, radically, essentially political issue, inasmuch as it concerns how we Americans, as political animals, as social creatures, can live together. Christ, have mercy.



Today, the Church commemorates the life, work, and faithful witness of Ss. Aquila and Priscilla, companions of St. Paul and laborers in the Gospel.

aquila priscillaGod of grace and might, we praise thee for thy servants Priscilla and Aquila, whom thou didst plenteously endow with gifts of zeal and eloquence to make known the truth of the Gospel. Raise up, we pray thee, in every country, heralds and evangelists of thy kingdom, that the world may know the immeasurable riches of our Savior, Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

A prayer especially pertinent for today.

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