Santa Cruz Sundays

  for this garbage day  I can find no good in today,  and I don't want to try.  It feels like a lie to sugarcoat reality,  instead of naming what is.  When there is much to grieve,  too many losses and disappointments to name,  too many things going wrong,  when I'm better off climbing back under the covers  and trying again tomorrow.  Blessed are we, the Debbie Downers and Negative Neds,  who come to you just as we are,  with our loneliness and loss,  our scarcity and sorrow,  and say, God, there is just not enough,  Not enough money to pay bills.  Not enough jobs or safety for those who have them.  Not enough wisdom to find solutions.  Not enough strength or comfort or connection.  Not enough patience to deal with these people.  Things are hard today.  Perhaps it is too much to say,  "God, thank you for today,"  because today is already topped up with  frustrati...