Some Pharisees said to him, “Herod wants to kill you.”
He said to them, “Go and tell that fox,
‘Today and tomorrow I am performing cures.’
Oh, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how often have I desired
to gather your children together
as a hen gathers her brood under her wings…”
—from Luke 13.31-34
Holy One, my Beloved, my Savior, my Chief,
you choose to be a hen in the realm of the fox.
You choose kindness in the face of evil.
Give me faith to do the same,
to heal instead of hurting,
to choose kindness even when threatened.
Give me courage to be a mother hen
in a world of foxes,
for always I am under your wings.