A Prayer in Darkness

This much, O heaven—if I should brood or rave,

Pity me not; but let the world be fed,

Yea, in my madness if I strike me dead,

Heed you the grass that grows upon my grave.

If I dare snarl between this sun and sod,

Whimper and clamour, give me grace to own,

In sun and rain and fruit in season shown,

The shining silence of the scorn of God.

Thank God the stars are set beyond my power,

If I must travail in a night of wrath,

Thank God my tears will never vex a moth,

Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower.

Men say the sun was darkened: yet I had

Thought it beat brightly, even on—Calvary:

And He that hung upon the Torturing Tree

Heard all the crickets singing, and was glad

Gilbert Keith Chesterton was an English writer, critic, and Christian apologist whose wit, paradoxes, and defense of faith made him a towering figure in early 20th-century literature. Author of seminal works like Orthodoxy and The Everlasting Man, he created the beloved priest-detective Father Brown and influenced thinkers like C.S. Lewis. A convert to Catholicism in 1922, his writings spanned essays, fiction, theology, and literary criticism, blending humor with profound spiritual insight.

Brian Suntken

It’s my sixtieth trip around the sun this year. I share some wisdom, some photography, some poetry and prayers for the journey ahead.

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