Laments for Lent – Week 5 – A Prayer for my Daughter

Today is the fifth Sunday of Lent, so I’m going to talk about the fifth part of a Lament – Sureness of Help.

I’ve been praying example laments each week of Lent, trying to demonstrate that we can use the form of a Lament found in Psalms to pray our own prayers and bring our own requests before God.

This year, I’ve mostly been praying about current events, because I’m upset about the way things in our country are going. But this week, I finished up three months of my firstborn living with me after almost twenty years living on her own. She’s been out of work for years, pretty much since she came out as transgender, and is doing a reset, alternating time between her dad and me. I’m super hopeful that the reset time so far has been helpful and that she’s going to be able to land a job and save money to get out on her own again. I’m super hopeful, but she’s also very much on my heart.

To review, the parts of a Lament are:

  1. Address to God
  2. Complaint
  3. Confession of Trust
  4. Entreaty
  5. Sureness of Help
  6. Subsequent Praise

The “Sureness of Help” section is my attempt at an “S” name for the section where the psalmist expresses confidence that God is going to answer. Here are some examples from Psalms:

Psalm 54:7—

You have delivered me from all my troubles,
and my eyes have looked in triumph on my foes.

 
Psalm 85:12—

The Lord will indeed give what is good,
and our land will yield its harvest.

 
Psalm 59:17—

But I will sing of your strength,
in the morning I will sing of your love;
for you are my fortress,
my refuge in times of trouble.

Psalm 3:8—

From the Lord comes deliverance.
May your blessing be on your people.

Sometimes, I’m not sure that God will actually answer my prayer precisely the way I want God to – so I try to focus on what I am sure about – at the very least, I’m sure that God hears my prayer and God cares. When I’m talking about big justice issues, I do believe that the arc of the universe tends toward justice – eventually. When it comes to my kid – well, you’ll see.

So here’s a Prayer for My Daughter

Lord, hear my prayer;
Shepherd, listen to my heart.
I come before you on behalf of my child,
whom you love even more than I do.

She’s been out of work for many years,
and you know the obstacles she’s faced.
You know the challenges
that get bigger with every month “empty” on a resume.

You know how our society isn’t kind
to anyone out of work for any length of time.
You know how we heap shame on the unemployed
in a way that makes it that much harder to change anything.

But Creator and Sustainer,
from birth she was a joy and delight.
Such a sunny spirit! A unique person
walking to the beat of her own drum,
brilliant, gifted, opinionated.

It was easy to remember how lovable
and clever and kind she is.
And how much joy to get to be around her again!
And I know and believe that You love her even more than I do
and crafted her with those unique gifts.

Now, Father and Mother of all,
I ask that you would make her way smooth.
She’s got a list of places she’s going to look for work
while staying with her dad.
My prayer is that the obstacles in her way would be softened,
that you would send your angels to lead her
to a job that’s right for her at this time.
I pray that you would encourage her heart
and help her efforts to bear fruit.

What am I sure of, Lord?
That you love her more than I do.
That you hear my prayer.
That you created her a masterpiece.
And that you will guide her in her next steps.

And some day, when I go to visit her in Portland,
in a place she’s paying for with her own earnings.
we will rejoice together.
And thank you for how far she’s come.

***

Do you have someone you want to pray for? Try writing a lament. If you paste your own example into the comments, I promise to pray with you.

Laments for Lent – Week 4 – A Lament for Leadership

It’s the fourth Sunday of Lent today, so I’m going to talk about the fourth part of a Lament, the Entreaty.

What struck me as I looked at Laments in Psalms was that usually the psalmists are more specific in the Complaint part – telling God what’s wrong – than they are in the Entreaty part – asking God to act, rather than telling God what to do.

This is kind of the opposite of how I was taught to pray. I remember being told more than once to pray specific prayers so you could tell when God answered. But that’s not really what the psalmists do.

Mind you, they are specific about what’s wrong and about their needs. But they seem to trust God with how to solve the problems.

Here are a few examples:

Psalm 10:12—

Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God.
Do not forget the helpless.

Psalm 35:22-23—

Lord, you have seen this; do not be silent.
Do not be far from me, Lord.
Awake, and rise to my defense!
Contend for me, my God and Lord.

Psalm 80:19—

Restore us, Lord God Almighty;
make your face shine on us,
that we may be saved.

Since I’ve been studying Psalms, I’ve started trying to pray this way, trying to leave the solution up to God.

In this week’s example lament, I’m going to pray about our government, using as my Entreaty five prayer requests I’ve been praying since last year, when so many valuable government programs were being cut and innocent people were being thrown into prison and so many other terrible things were happening.

I’ll include the other parts of a lament as well. To review, those are:

  1. Address to God
  2. Complaint
  3. Confession of Trust
  4. Entreaty
  5. Sureness of Help
  6. Subsequent Praise

Here’s a Lament for Leadership:

O Creator of all people, hear my prayer.
O great Peacemaker, listen to my cry.

Our government is actively harming people,
bombing an elementary school,
firing at fishing vessels and ships that were not attacking,
and leaving survivors to drown.
Masked supposedly government agents
are attacking people without warrants
and shooting innocent observers.

And our government is shutting down good things it was doing –
USAID programs that helped save lives,
firing government workers whose work made a difference
fighting cancer and other diseases,
doing unheralded work that made everyone’s lives better.

And I don’t know the half of what’s going on.
I don’t see the lives that have been affected by the new policies.

But Creator of all, you see the sparrow fall,
and you know the number of hairs on each head.
You see the devastation
and you care about our wounds and our griefs.

Comforter and Shepherd, we pray for the people harmed and being harmed
in any way by our government.
Let that harm be quickly mitigated.

Lord of hosts, we pray for the forces of good that have been stopped
that they would be restarted and revitalized.

God of our fathers and mothers, we pray that the Constitution
and the rule of law would be upheld.

Lord our Shield, we pray
that you would protect us all from further harm.

And finally, Light of the World,
we ask that evil actions by government officials
would come to light and be called to account.

O Judge of the Earth,
we do know that justice will come in the end
– may it be soon!

And may we sing for joy
with each victory of justice,
when things are put back together better
as will surely some day happen.

Show us that you care, Father of all;
let us see justice come, Lord of the universe.

Amen.

Laments for Lent – Week 3 – A Lament for War

It was warm today – at last – so I’m starting this post with a picture of last year’s cherry blossoms.

In my Laments for Lent series, my plan is to each week talk about a different part of the Lament form, then write an example lament. Unfortunately, this year, I’m easily finding current events to write laments about. In fact, I mentioned that to my (adult) kid who is temporarily staying with me, and they said that at this rate, I can go on to write Jeremiads for June! (Hey, it made me laugh.)

The form of a Lament is:

  1. Address to God
  2. Complaint
  3. Confession of Trust
  4. Entreaty
  5. Sureness of Help
  6. Subsequent Praise

The Confession of Trust comes after we’ve expressed ourselves, when we step back and remind ourselves that there’s a reason we’re coming to God with this mess, because we do trust God. It’s often short and sweet, but a reminder that we do believe God sees.

Here are a couple of examples:

Psalm 54:4–

Surely God is my help;
the Lord is the one who sustains me.

Psalm 86:15–

But you, Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God,
slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.

This week, I’m going to write a Lament for War:

O God, why do the nations rage,
and the peoples plot against each other?
Shepherd of the world, hear us
as we cry out to you!

O Sovereign over all of us,
the leaders of our own country
have chosen violence in place of peace.
When negotiations were having an effect
they chose to attack.
A ship that had gone to participate in a naval exercise in good faith
was blown out of the water,
with no one staying to rescue the survivors,
despite the Geneva Convention.
A girls’ school was “accidentally” targeted –
was AI involved? –
and over a hundred children killed.
Desalination plants have been targeted,
destroying clean water resources for millions of people.
The leaders of our country have boasted
about raining down death and destruction.
Once upon a time,
I thought we were the good guys.
I’m standing horrified
at the thought of all the innocent lives lost
because of the actions of people
wearing the flag of my country.
As well as the repercussions that are sure to hit
in the form of terrorism,
high prices,
and other impacts I don’t even want to imagine.
I’m avoiding war news
because it turns my stomach.
How privileged am I that I can do that?
I don’t even know how to pray,
so let me at least acknowledge this situation is a horror and a travesty
and a reviving of violence
where there could have been peace.

Almighty God, you are the Prince of Peace
and you bless the peacemakers.
You see the sparrow fall
and you know the name of each injured child.

Lord God, be a shelter for everyone in danger.
Let peacemakers rise up,
and let men of violence be thwarted.
Let the arrogant be humbled,
and let this horrible example
result in the world working together
to heal and restore.

Somehow, somewhere, sometime,
let there be peace on earth.

And we do believe the day will come
when the lion will lie down with the lamb,
and the child will put their hand into a viper’s nest,
and they will neither harm nor destroy
on all your holy mountain.

And great will be our rejoicing
with every example of peace overcoming evil.

Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

Laments for Lent – Week Two – Immigrant Justice

Lord, how many are my foes!
How many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
“God will not deliver him.”

–Psalm 3:1-2

It’s Week 2 of Lent, so I’m going to talk about the second part of the Lament, the Complaint.

Here’s a bit from my book about the Complaint:

The Complaint is in every Lament, and its presence marks the Psalm as a Lament. And the psalmists don’t hold back. They pour out their hearts before the Lord. Usually, this section is the longest of all the parts of a Lament, going into great detail about all the trouble. In fact, a lot of Psalms sound like the psalmist is overreacting. If I were their friend, in many cases I’d probably try to tell them to calm down.

But if the psalmists do it, overreacting to God in prayer must be okay. If catastrophic thoughts are going through your head, don’t be afraid to express them to God.

I’ve decided that this year, I’m mostly going to pray about current events in my example laments. I should probably pray about war today, but I was already planning to pray about justice for immigrants – because I went to an Interfaith Prayer Vigil this week for Immigrant Justice. I wish I could even keep track of all the things that need prayer.

So let me get right to the lament. Again, I offer these as examples of how we can pray, using the patterns from Psalms.

Here again are the parts of a Lament:

  1. Address to God
  2. Complaint
  3. Confession of Trust
  4. Entreaty
  5. Sureness of Help
  6. Subsequent Praise

A Lament for Immigrant Justice

Father of all people,
Creator of all earth’s diversity,
we come before you with sadness
and ask you to hear our prayer.

Once America was known for gladly taking
the tired, the poor,
the huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
Once we asked other nations to send us
the homeless and tempest-tost.
So many of our own ancestors came
seeking a better life
or fleeing religious persecution.

Now they’ve closed immigration down to many countries,
and are hassling even vacationers if they find any manufactured problem.
They’re arresting people without due process,
if they don’t like the color of their skin or their accent,
without checking their status or believing their protestations.
Citizens have been held in horrible conditions
and so have law-abiding immigrants who were contributing to our country’s well-being.
A blind man was left to freeze to death
after being wrongfully detained.
A child in a bunny hat
was locked in prison.
People legally observing ICE activities
were shot and killed.
And those are only things I know about.
They’re also not allowing legal inspections
and keeping clergy from ministering to people who have been detained.

It’s all lawless and evil
and the opposite of how you told us
to treat the alien and the stranger among us.

O Creator who sees a sparrow fall,
how much more do you see your children?
You don’t lose people in those concentration camps;
you see the injustice done to each one.
You are with each person
now struck with fear from the rampaging secret police
who think they act with impunity.

Call them to account, O God!
Watch over your children.
Motivate your people,
show us how to stop the injustice.
Turn our system around
to bring the vulnerable freedom rather than incarceration
and hope in place of fear.
Reach out your hand to help each one
wrongfully targeted.
Bring mothers and fathers back to their children,
and bring our neighbors back to their homes.

Tear down the concentration camps,
and let all the plans against your children be destroyed.

God who brought your people out of slavery in Egypt,
open the prison doors through your might.

We believe that your hand is in history
– may we see the evidence soon.
“Break the arm [of power] of the wicked and evil man;
call him to account for his wickedness,
that would not be found out.”

And when ICE is abolished
and the concentration camps destroyed,
let’s throw a party with our immigrant neighbors,
eat unfamiliar foods,
and praise your name.

***
Okay, that’s my offering this week. Again let me say that I offer these examples partly to show that you don’t have to be eloquent! But praying through the form does help me think of something to pray when I feel at a loss about a problem much bigger than what I can deal with.

Laments for Lent: Week One – Address to God

Lent has begun!

As I did last year, I’m going to write a blog series called Laments for Lent, in preparation for writing a book with the same name, a follow-up to my book and website Praying with the Psalmists.

I know, it’s been a year, and the book isn’t written yet. But that gives us an opportunity to walk through the process of writing a lament. In the book, I’ll have a 40-day reading plan for the Laments and Psalms of Confession in Psalms. (Or try my 6-week reading plan for reading all the Psalms.) Each week, we’ll focus on one of the six parts of a Lament.

I made an acronym for the parts of a Lament:

A – Address to God
C – Complaint
C – Confession of Trust
E – Entreaty
S – Sureness of Help
S – Subsequent Praise

This week, let’s talk about the Address to God.

I usually focus on the straightforward ones that essentially say, “Here I am, Lord; please listen to my prayer.” Today I feel like looking at the ones that start with a question.

Psalm 10:1–

Why, Lord, do you stand far off?
Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

Psalm 13:1–

How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?

Psalm 22:1–

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from my cries of anguish?

Here’s a bit from Praying with the Psalmists:

A common thread in all the Laments is that even in deep distress, the psalmist turns to the Lord for help. The Address to God simply says, Lord, I’m turning to you; please hear my prayer.

Even when the psalmists start with a question, at least they’re bringing their pain to God.

My plan is to write an example lament each week of Lent. Phooey, it doesn’t have to be an example. It’s a lament from my heart – and I post it to encourage others to write laments, too. (Post in the comments!)

There are a lot of things I could write a lament about. But today on my heart is the Epstein child sex trafficking ring. (I read Virginia Guiffre’s book, and it is all so horrifying.)

A Lament for Children Abused

Father, why have so many children suffered
at the hands of rich and powerful men?
How have they escaped justice
for so many years?
Mother of All, can you see the wounds
in those now-grown children’s hearts?

“Why does the evil man revile God?
Why does he say to himself,
‘he won’t call me to account’?”

Lord God, thousands of children were raped,
abused, sold to others, and terrorized.
And even now the powerful people responsible
are being sheltered,
are being protected,
as if crimes against these girls don’t count
because those who are rich
can do whatever pleases them.

“But you, God, do see trouble and grief;
you consider it to take it in hand.
The victim commits herself to you;
you are the helper of the fatherless.”

God, if Abel’s blood cried out to you,
if you see a sparrow fall,
then surely you know the names of every victim
and you know every scar on their bodies and their hearts.

O Defender of the Oppressed,
may there be a great accounting.
May what was whispered in the dark
be proclaimed from the housetop.
May evil actions be fully exposed
and called to account.
May the days of harming others with impunity
come to an end.

“Break the arm of the wicked and evil man!
Call him to account for his wickedness,
that would not be found out.”

May the metaphorical arm of power coming from wicked people
be utterly shattered, Lord God Almighty.

Father, we do know their day is coming.
The rumblings have started,
the evil schemes are unraveling.
We know that ultimately justice belongs to you,
Defender of the Helpless.

And we will rejoice
when the oppressed find justice.
We will delight when victims get
to see their oppressors face judgment.
We will praise your name forever,
Avenger of the Innocent.

Laments for Lent – A Psalm of Confession for Ash Wednesday


(See Sonderquotes for the longer quotation.)

As I did last year, I’m planning to write a lament every week of Lent, in preparation for writing a follow-up book to Praying with the Psalmists,, which I hope to call Laments for Lent.

In January, I got to do a workshop at my church’s women’s retreat. I led some women through writing their own laments. Just last Sunday, one of the women told me that she’s been writing laments and it helps her deal with all the hard things going on in the world around us. Those words lifted my heart – I suspected that these ideas could help people open their hearts to God, and I love to hear that yes, it’s not just me.

And today is Ash Wednesday. I’ve had a full day – did a once-a-year program at my work, talking with other librarians about my passion – children’s book award winners. After work, I went to an Ash Wednesday service at my church, sang a version of “Amazing Grace” with my choir, and got to read the Old Testament reading.

The passage was Isaiah 58:1-12. This is the passage that tells the people that empty forms of worship aren’t what God wants.

Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice
and untie the cords of the yoke,
to set the oppressed free
and break every yoke?
Is it not to share your food with the hungry
and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter –
when you see the naked, to clothe them,
and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?

And there’s much more like that. I recommend reading it. It felt like a bold choice in today’s world – and a convicting one.

So I want to start the Laments for Lent blog series with a Psalm of Confession.

(In my Psalms class back in college, the professor called them “Penitential Psalms.” I decided “Psalms of Confession” was simpler, but am now thinking about switching the name to “Psalms of Repentance.” Any opinion? Let me know in the comments.)

Psalms of Confession are essentially a subtype of Lament – you’re in trouble, but this time it’s your own fault.

The parts are almost the same as a Lament:

1) Address to God
2) Confession of Sin [Instead of Complaint in a Lament]
3) Confession of Trust
4) Entreaty [usually for mercy and forgiveness]
5) Sureness of Help [because God is gracious and forgiving]
6) Subsequent Praise

On Ash Wednesday, we think of our mortality, and I always think of Psalm 103:13-18

As a father has compassion on his children,
so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.
The life of mortals is like grass,
they flourish like the flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
But from everlasting to everlasting
the Lord’s love is with those who fear him,
and his righteousness with their children’s children –
with those who keep his covenant
and remember to obey his precepts.

So – those are the thoughts swirling inside me. Let me go ahead and write a psalm of confession: (To start, I’m also going to borrow from Psalm 51.)

Ash Wednesday, 2026.

Have mercy on me, God,
according to your unfailing love.
According to your great compassion
heal my inadequacies.

Father, I live in a country that is abducting foreigners,
incarcerating the vulnerable,
letting people die for lack of health care,
showing no compassion to the poor,
while letting the rich get away with raping children.

And what have I done to help?
Shepherd, I’m so inadequate,
so at a loss,
and so busy running my own little life.

Even in my own lane I feel inadequate.
I want to be a good mother to my boomerang kid,
but I don’t even know how to help.

I want to tell folks how to write their own psalms,
and I haven’t managed to get my book published
(And maybe it’s not that helpful anyway?)

I wanted to write a follow-up book
and started thinking about it a year ago now.
What’s taking me so long?

So many projects, so many ideas,
and what do they even mean in the context
of trying to break the bonds of injustice?

Then there are those postcards I ordered
to send to representatives.
Was I planning to mail them any time soon?

I feel not only inadequate
but helpless.

But you, Father, know that we are dust.
You are never surprised by my inadequacies.
And you love me anyway.

Help me, Lord, to discern
the path you have for me.
Guide me in the way I should go.
Show me joys along the way
to remind me that you are not angry with me
because of my inadequacy.

Father, you are compassionate and gracious,
slow to anger, and rich in love.
You promise that if anyone asks for wisdom,
you’ll give generously, without finding fault.

So I do ask for that mercy and grace and forgiveness
and wisdom and guidance for these perilous times –
and I know that you will answer,
I know that you will shine your love on me.

And then I will praise your name,
and pause in wonder at your mercy and faithfulness.
Thank you for your great love.

Okay, that’s my prayer today. You are welcome to paste your own psalms into the comments.

And what do you think: Should I call them Psalms of Confession, or Psalms of Repentance?

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Finding the Lament Form – and a Lament Against War

Cardinal on a bare tree branch

I’m excited! This coming Saturday, I’m going to be leading a workshop, “Finding Hope Through Lament,” at my church’s women’s retreat. It’s a breakout session of forty minutes each, and I’ll lead two sessions of up to 15 people each, so nice small groups. I’ll be taking the group through writing their own laments using the form of a lament found in Psalms. I’ve outlined this in my not-yet-published book, Praying with the Psalmists, on my website prayingwiththepsalmists.com, and here in my Sonderjourneys blog.

The form comes from the one my Psalms professor from Biola University gave us back in the 80s. I changed the wording a bit to turn it into an acronym I could remember:

A – Address to God
C – Complaint
C – Confession of Trust
E – Entreaty
S – Sureness of Help
S – Subsequent Praise

But you know what? It’s hard to find a Lament in the book of Psalms that includes all the parts in that order and is short enough to list as an example. In fact, the only one I can come up with is Psalm 54, and it flips the two S’s at the end. There are two verses for the Address to God, then one verse for each part:

Save me, O God, by your name;
vindicate me by your might.
Hear my prayer, O God;
listen to the words of my mouth.

Arrogant foes are attacking me;
ruthless people are trying to kill me –
people without regard for God.

Surely God is my help;
the Lord is the one who sustains me.

Let evil recoil on those who slander me;
in your faithfulness destroy them.

I will sacrifice a freewill offering to you;
I will praise your name, Lord, for it is good.
You have delivered me from all my troubles,
and my eyes have looked in triumph on my foes.

However, despite the difficulties in finding individual Psalms that fit the form precisely, I do maintain that if you read through the Laments, you will find these elements over and over again.

And though the biblical Laments only loosely follow the form, if we follow the form, we can write our own laments.

But we can absolutely do like the psalmists and only follow loosely! It’s not a prescription. It’s an idea, a pattern, for a way to pray that doesn’t hold back from negative emotions.

As an experiment, I’m going to try writing a lament as short as this Example Psalm, Psalm 54, and try for two lines per part. What’s heavy on my mind right now is Greenland and the potential for war with Europe.

Hear my prayer, O Lord;
answer my cry, my Shepherd.

The president of the United States is threatening to attack Greenland;
and no one in the world knows how to stop him.

I believe that “the king’s heart is in the hand of the Lord.”
I believe that you are the greater power.

Rise and act, Lord of hosts!
Ultimate peacemaker, smother the fires of war
in hearts and minds on every side.
Let there be peace on earth;
let our alliances continue.

Father and Mother of us all, I believe that you hear the cries of your people.
I believe that you will help as we cry out to you.

And I look forward to the day when I will visit Europe again,
praising you for peace between our nations.
May I never take it for granted again.

There – not the best lament I’ve ever written. Honestly? It’s hard to write the Sureness of Help section when I’m honestly not sure what the outcome will be. Will God not stop the destructive path our leader is taking, maybe to finally open the eyes of his followers? I simply don’t know. But I do believe that God hears our prayers. And I do believe that God will help those who cry out to him. And I hope – oh so much – that there will not be a new war with Europe.

Christmas Letter 2025

Merry Christmas, my Friends!

Well, this is the year it happened. I did not even try to send Christmas cards – not even to the people who sent cards to me. So this is my Christmas greeting, coming with lots of love. Presented in a way that I can write at the last minute and have it still be seen by lots of my friends and family.

This Christmas, I’m thinking about Mary’s Magnificat (from my church’s wonderful cantata) and how I do believe that God will bring justice and make things right. (See my earlier posts on this blog.) And meanwhile, we can find joy in the fact that God did not “recoil” (again from a song) with disgust at becoming human, but showed God cared about humanity by becoming one of us.

My big trip in 2025 was to go to Oregon to see my kids in June. I booked a cabin on the Columbia River for a few days, and also spent some time in Portland with some of my siblings and their kids. It was a refreshing and peaceful interlude.

Other than that, my go-to place for mini-retreats this year was Blackwater Falls, West Virginia – not too far away, but lovely. I actually visited in Spring, Summer, and Fall. It turns out to be a great place to get away and get some hiking and reading done (not at the same time).

My day-to-day life didn’t change much in 2025. I still love my job as Youth Materials Selector for my local public library system. I still take frequent walks by the lake outside my windows, and I’m still addicted to taking pictures of the local great blue heron.

And I probably have too many activities going on, but there’s nothing I want to cut back. On Monday nights, I co-lead a virtual ladies’ small group through my church. Even though we meet virtually, we’ve come to mean a lot to each other. Tuesday nights are when I play online Dominion (a game) with my youngest, Tim, who’s across the country. Wednesday nights are for choir rehearsal. And Sunday is for church (and choir) in the morning and afternoons with the gaming group (board games) I’ve been part of for eleven years now. All of those activities bring me lots of joy.

And I’ve always got projects going on. This year, I’m celebrating my 25th year (Can you believe it?) of writing Sonderbooks with #Sonderbooks25. The actual 25th anniversary will happen August 2026, but yes, I’m in the 25th year. I’m celebrating by – slowly – revamping my old Sonderbooks Stand-outs pages into phone-friendly format. And when I started doing that, I started rereading all the old reviews and a bunch of the books. So it’s taking much longer than planned, but I’m having a whole lot of fun doing it. Oh, and I’m always posting new reviews, almost every day. Need ideas for something to read? Do check out Sonderbooks.com. My life would probably be simpler if I stopped writing and posting book reviews, but it satisfies something deep within me to do lots of reading and then share with others about the wonderful books.

I’d still like to find a publisher for my book about Psalms, Praying with the Psalmists. But after attending a writers’ conference, I decided to make a website before I find a publisher rather than after – and I’m happy to report that prayingwiththepsalmists.com is up and running, with five of the twelve webpages up and running. Each page corresponds with one chapter in the book and offers info about a type of Psalm and links to examples. The goal is to get people trying out writing their own psalms, using examples from the different types. Check out the website and try it out! I’m hoping to do a break-out session about writing laments at my church’s women’s conference in January – so local people, watch for that.

Oh, and Book Award Committees! I’m now co-chair of one of the best award committees – the Mathical Book Prize. I’m still madly reading this year’s nominees. We’ll meet in January and announce our winners in February. I still love the combination of books plus math.

I’ve also this year created two ways to subscribe to my online writing. My substack, Sondermusings, is a way to keep up with my Christian writing and progress on my Psalms book and website. I’ve got an email newsletter, Book Talking with Sondy, for books, reading, and library news. I’d love to increase those numbers, so sign up if you’re interested! (Both are free.)

My reason for being extra-busy leading up to Christmas is wonderful (to me) – I’ve got my oldest, Zephyr, living with me for a time! As of last Saturday, so I was busy cleaning out the stuff my youngest, Tim, left behind in their room nine years ago, plus the stuff I’d put on top of it (mostly books from when I was on book award committees). But the end result is I’ve got Zephyr with me for Christmas! It’s a little rougher on Zephyr, as she wasn’t particularly keen to leave Portland. But she had some time with her dad and now time with me – and hopefully we provide a safe place to figure out what’s next.

So those are my Christmas Eve thoughts before getting to sing in 9 pm and 11 pm Christmas Eve services. Then tomorrow I’m going to spend a cozy Christmas at home – the first time in nine years that staying home won’t mean I’m alone!

Here’s wishing you all, wherever this finds you, a warm and joyful holiday season!

Mary’s Magnificat as a Messianic Psalm

Happy Third Sunday of Advent!

Today I got to sing in our church’s annual Christmas cantata. Over a hundred performers in choir, orchestra, children’s choir, handbell choir, narrators, and even a dancer made it happen. I told people that since I was only one-hundredth of the performance, it’s not bragging for me to say it was spectacular. I truly believe that we who got to participate were even more blessed than those who witnessed it. Each one of us doing our bit came together to make something stunningly beautiful – all following the careful instruction and coordination of the Director. How like what a church should be!

But one of our songs was a setting of Mary’s Magnificat, found in Luke 1:46-55. She prays it after the angel announces that she will become pregnant and she goes to Elizabeth, who also has a miraculous pregnancy. And since I’m thinking about Psalms lately, I noticed that Mary’s Magnificat is a Messianic Psalm.

First, I contend that it’s a Psalm because it’s full of parallelism. The verses are in two line sets, saying similar things in another way. (And of course Mary would express herself in this Hebrew poetry form, certainly what she was used to.)

But look at the Key Concepts I have found in Messianic Psalms. And then let’s look at how most of them show up in Mary’s Magnificat:

Messianic Psalms Key Concepts

  • God’s Rule
  • Coming Justice
  • Certain Victory
  • Eternal Scope
  • Now let’s look for them in Mary’s prayer:

    My soul glorifies the Lord
    and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
    for he has been mindful
    of the humble state of his servant.
    From now on all generations will call me blessed, [Eternal Scope]
    for the Mighty One has done great things for me – [Certain Victory]
    holy is his name.
    His mercy extends to those who fear him [God’s Rule]
    from generation to generation. [Eternal Scope]
    He has performed mighty deeds with his arm;
    he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts. [Coming Justice]
    He has brought down rulers from their thrones
    but has lifted up the humble. [God’s Rule]
    He has filled the hungry with good things
    but has sent the rich away empty. [Coming Justice]
    He has helped his servant Israel,
    remembering to be merciful [Certain Victory]
    to Abraham and his descendants forever,
    just as he promised our ancestors. [Eternal Scope]

    Okay, other people might assign those concepts differently. But compare with the Messianic Psalms in Psalms – Psalms 2, 45, 72, 110, and 132 – and see if you don’t think Mary’s Magnificat has similar themes.

    Over the years, I’d often wondered why Mary starts talking about bringing rulers from their thrones and lifting up the humble – but it fits with the news that she’s been told she will be mother of the Messiah, the Anointed One, the one who brings justice!

    And with the Christmas promise of “peace on earth, good will toward men,” doesn’t Advent seem like the time to long for justice, to cry out for peace?

    Today we also sang “Joy to the World.” It’s another song about how things will be some day.

    He rules the world
    with truth and grace.
    And makes the nations prove
    the glories of his righteousness
    and wonders of his love.

    And as in Psalms, we sing and rejoice in the assurance that what we long for will actually happen. Some day.

    And as I keep saying, Mary’s example and the entire book of Psalms tells us we can also pray this way.

    So let me write a short example Messianic psalm (Happy Ending psalm). Please try it yourself and paste yours into the comments.

    An Advent Psalm

    Joy to the world!
    Lord, you came as a tiny baby,
    and you’re coming again to make all things right.
    Your beginnings were humble
    and you are one of us –
    even though you came from power
    you did not identify with the powerful,
    but began your life in a bed of straw,
    dependent on your mother for sustenance,
    even you who sustain the hungry.
    Our joy is because
    the injustices of the world are not forever.
    You stepped into human history
    showing us a way of love.
    And yes, you’re toppling the hierarchy
    and lifting up the lowly.
    You’re filling the hungry with good things
    and coming near the desolate.

    The story of your first coming
    is a story of God showing up where least expected.
    (Yes, you were long-expected,
    but not in a manger!)
    And I’m sure your second coming
    will also be full of surprises.
    Even so come, Lord Jesus!

    Thanksgiving Psalm for a New Life

    It’s Thanksgiving week! So that seems like a good time to write a Thanksgiving psalm.

    Thanksgiving Psalms don’t have a hard-and-fast form. But they do usually include these elements:

    1) Call to Praise
    2) “I Was in Trouble”
    3) “I Called”
    4) “God Answered”
    5) Response of Praise

    This is different from the general Psalms of Praise – these talk about a specific time when God helped.

    As for my subject? Well, it dawned on me a couple days ago that this month marks 20 years since my then-husband moved out and left me and 15 years since my divorce was final.

    And life is very good.

    So let me try a Thanksgiving psalm about the way God has been with me and reshaped my life, twenty years later.

    Thank you, Lord, for your faithfulness;
    thank you for your mercy.
    Thank you for always bringing good out of bad
    and joy out of mourning.
    Thank you for all the beautiful gifts
    that would never have come my way
    if life had gone as I’d planned.

    My mother was a stay-at-home Mom,
    and that was my own ambition, too.
    Sure, I wanted to be a writer.
    Yes, I loved working part-time at the library.
    But having a career had never really entered my head.
    (Not to mention that I was in love with my husband
    and was happy to follow where his career took him.)

    So when it all fell apart
    and dissolved between my grasping fingers –
    it was hard to imagine being happy again.

    I did cry out to you, Lord!
    Every day my prayer came before you.
    My requests probably weren’t wise;
    I didn’t know what was best.
    I asked for my husband to return.
    I wanted the life back that I’d thought I had.

    But you, Lord, answered
    in ways I’d never imagined.
    Father and Mother of my soul,
    you knew what I needed better than I did myself.
    You gave me a career,
    one suited exactly to me,
    that brought joy to my heart
    and even touched kids’ lives.

    I got to serve on award committees,
    highlighting great books.
    I got a position even more suited
    to my abilities and inclinations.

    And that’s only the framework;
    there’s been so much more.
    I was in so much financial trouble as a single Mom –
    you brought me out of it.
    I’m far from family –
    you’ve given me dear friends from many different places.
    I’ve had severe health problems (that stroke was no joke)
    you gave me folks looking out for me.

    I have a job I love,
    a small group who cares,
    my debts paid off,
    a website that people appreciate,
    a book that touches lives,
    opportunities to travel,
    a choir to sing with,
    a beautiful place to walk,
    and so many reasons for Joy.

    Yesterday, I was walking by my lake
    enjoying the sun that had come out, shining on the water,
    when the great blue heron plopped down
    near the path ahead of me,
    as if begging to have a portrait shoot.
    I was happy to oblige!

    A funny little thing like that
    is common in my life now.
    But may it never cease to make me smile
    and bring me joy
    and remind me how rich and full
    is this new life you’ve given me.

    It’s nothing I dreamed of
    but it has joys I never imagined.

    Father, some changes are looming now;
    it’s possible I’m on the brink of a new phase of life.
    I got some bad health news
    of a chronic illness that will mean some life changes.
    And my adult daughter will be staying with me,
    perhaps for a couple weeks,
    perhaps a month,
    perhaps longer.

    Let this be a reminder
    that I’m incredibly bad at envisioning the future.
    Life is all about change
    and things don’t stay the same.

    But you are with me.
    And you continually give me good and perfect gifts.
    You do immeasurably more
    than all we ask or imagine.

    Thank you, Father!
    May your Name be praised.

    Here’s to life with You.