Communal Tragedy

As individuals, we all know pain and loss. It is the rare person who escapes sorrow. But when one of us hurts, others are there to offer comfort. Communal tragedy is different. When something bad happens to us as a community—whether that is a school, a town, a people, or a country—we struggle to figure out how to tend to our own wounds while taking care of each other. Drawing on compassion, empathy, justice, and love, we can bring out the best in each other, and perhaps, find a theology of hope in the midst of despair.

Latest Rituals

Unprayer for Uvalde

“I am tired of praying to a silent God”

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To the Lawmakers after Mass Shootings

“Don’t bring your flowers”

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Love is More Potent Than Guns

“I will never normalize mass death”

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A group of people in colorful sweaters join hands in a circle.

After Uvalde: The Court of the Innocent

The Court of the Innocent has lost faith in us: a rebuke from the gates of heaven

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Prayer for Guidance and Protection in Times of Fear

“We lean into Your guidance / like wobbly-legged toddlers.”

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Black Holes: For Uvalde

“We cannot live in constant sorrow”

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Finding the Words

“No altars for candles and teddy bears. / No petitions, angry protests, or briefings.”

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May the Earth Reflect the Heavens: A Prayer for Change

“A heavenly court grows… / They bear witness to / Our ongoing news cycle”

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At My Kid’s Gymnastics Class I Read the News from Texas

Poem in response to school shooting in Uvalde, Texas, May 24, 2022

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Kaddish for Aylan

“it cannot be a still small voice”

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