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lamentations

Poet in the pulpit

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As the Rev. Crawford Brubaker began working on what would be his new book, “Alas! A Lament for the United States of America,” he remembers tossing page after page of paper into the garbage. Each piece — squeezed into a ball — contained some of the pain he felt due to the pandemic.

Hoping in a better tomorrow

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The Book of Lamentations begins with these words: How lonely sits the city that once was full of people! How like a widow she has become, she that was great among the nations! She that was a princess among the provinces has become a vassal. She weeps bitterly in the night, with tears on her cheeks; among all her lovers she has no one to comfort her (Lam. 1:1–2a).

Poet in the pulpit

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As the Rev. Crawford Brubaker began working on what would be his new book, “Alas! A Lament for the United States of America,” he remembers tossing page after page of paper into the garbage.

Hoping in a better tomorrow

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Even in the midst of suffering, God reminds us of his promise of love and faithfulness, encouraging us to have hope in the glory to come.

“Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” — Luke 23:42

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