How long, Lord? How long?

How long, Lord? Will you utterly forget me?
How long will you hide your face from me? (Psalm 13:2)
It’s been days, weeks and months living in sorrow
under the constant shadow of a pandemic
that makes us sick, that isolates us, that scares us, that takes our lives.
Captive at home during this confinement,
away from my beloved ones,
watching my dearest ones falling sick.

Orar sin cesar a través de los Salmos

Cuando San Pablo dice: “orar sin cesar”, pienso para mis adentros, “Es loable y bueno para ti, San Pablo, pero yo no soy más que una persona común y corriente”. Tengo “carpool” y Costco, y un calendario llenísimo. Y, además, a veces estoy demasiado enojada como para orar. Otras veces estoy demasiado sola para orar. Y otras, seamos sinceros, soy demasiado terca como para orar.

Prayer without ceasing through the Psalms

When St. Paul says to “pray without ceasing,” I think to myself, “That’s all well and good for you, St. Paul, but I am just a regular person.” I have carpool and Costco and an overflowing calendar. Besides, sometimes I am too mad to pray. Some-times I am too lonely to pray. And sometimes, let’s be honest, I am just too stubborn to pray.

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