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There Is No God Here
Psalm 53

Yesterday, my wife and I walked through crowds of people whose faces seemed to say, “There is no God here.” They were crowds walking up and down the pier at Santa Monica among the stands selling ice cream and sunhats and hotdogs. They should have been enjoying themselves; they were on holiday. Yet their faces were blank or bored or disappointed. There was no contact between the people on the pier; they stared ahead as if they were the only ones there. There was a sadness or a deadness about their eyes. Grieving over the experience of being among them as we walked along the sand, my wife said she felt as if she should set up a prayer stall alongside all the other stalls on the pier, inviting people to have her pray for them. Perhaps we will return and do so...

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