Reflections today:
Saints Lucien 
Tapedi and Vivian Redlich; Papua New Guinea, September 2, 1942.
Foxtrap, Conception Bay South, Newfoundland and Labrador.
How on these calm shores can water crest that embraced their bodies off Australia 73 years ago?
We in our way accept the bounty, transport the oil, lay bare in waste the fruit of God’s creation.
Generations ago the clasing of empires produced martyrs and mayhem. We killed for country, culture, religion, race, for power.
How different is it now when water and blood drop from headless corpses strung from colonnades built millennia ago? When refugees wash up drowned on our shores, or fall out of sealed four wheeled tombs?
Where do we fit into history and faith when we like to believe we are so out of this context? When we believe we are beyond, above, transcend the muck and mess of humanity?
There must be a way,
a sign
a path
for us to travel in hope
to leave behind the trappings of power and lust for desire and appetite.
May we reach that shore, and bring with us
friend and foe
fiend and fair
May we encounter you, and leave behind ourselves
Amen. 
