Blow the trumpet in Zion, sound the alarm on my holy mountain! Let all who dwell in the land tremble, for the day of the Lord is near./
¡Toguen la trompeta en Sión, hagan sonar la alarma en mi Montaña santa! ¡Tiemblen todos los habitants del país, porque llega el Día del
Señor, porque está cerca! Joel 2:1
“God inhabits the depths of life, love, loss, ecstasy, and pain. God dwells in the profundities of prayer, in sighs too deep for words. God loves the deep,” wrote Rev. Dr. Mary Luti in the introduction to a Lent 2025 devotional. It’s a fitting introduction to the opening stanza of the Lenten poem “Passion” by German writer Gertrud von Le Fort:
Your voice speaks to my soul:
Be not afraid of my golden garments, have no fear of the rays on my candles,
For they are all but veils of my love, they are all but as tender hands covering my secret.
I will draw them away, weeping soul, that you may see I am no stranger to you.
How should a mother not resemble her child?
All your sorrows are in me.
I am born out of suffering, I have bloomed out of five holy wounds.
I grew on the tree of humiliation, I found strength in the bitter wine of tears.
I am a white rose in a chalice full of blood.
I live on suffering, I am the strength out of suffering, I am glory out of suffering:
Come to my soul and find your home.
Showcasing SHA talent: No need to fear this candle made by Kara in 4th - its smile will make your smile
God bless,
Mrs. Alhadef
Campus Minister
4th Grade Aide