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Before I was anything else, I was a writer and a runner. They both came naturally and thoughtlessly. I wasn’t really competitive and still am not. But I could pass hours in lousy weather running down empty roads in peace.

Running sometimes hurts. Actually it always hurt at some point on a long enough run. So does writing. I realized at some point that was why I ran, to handle manageable pain and pass through it and so find that place where the horizon is just a matter of time.

Now, we are waiting, and there is no passing through until the word comes. It is a hard thing to wait, to endure when there is no rushing the threshold, but only the ticking of seconds. I have sat in clinical rooms and living rooms enduring waits for words no person wants to hear, and that none should hear alone.

So this waiting is joyful though heavy, and I ask for your prayers for all of us who wait for news today and tomorrow.  For the process I am in has a limit, an election. So many wait for indeterminate time and words that do not hearten.

O God of unchangeable power and might, bear up the waiting ones whose waiting has become a burden and a pain, bear up those whose waiting has no end in this life, and those who wait for your return. Let us know your presence with us now and strive to see your kingdom even in the meantime of our lives, and may we bear your Word to those who wait, your Word of grace and love, you who with the Word made flesh and the Spirit are one God now and forever. Amen.

The Very Rev. Daniel P. Richards

Christ Church of the Ascension

Paradise Valley, Arizona