Breakfast Prayer, by Jan Jorgensen

Habitually she thought of others as she ate, today, she said to God, I am thinking of people who live with unintelligible horror. She grew still, yes, even a hundred years compared to eternity isn’t long, thinking this seems small compensation for those who suffer now. But the perpetrators? Yes, you showed us that evil can’t be flooded out of existence. But what about Korah and the rebels? she asked, longing for direct intervention. That wasn’t you? Oh, nature mutates, morphs according to our intentions? Our fates are mutually intertwined? You intend the earth, even angels, as our allies ...