inspired by Ferguson and Exodus 1:8-2:10
Dear God:
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Paying attention is a daily exercise of joy. There are new wonders every day. Healing heals hopelessness. Beauty and awe calm fear. Love blooms in fields of apathy. There is so much to dance about. We could dance ourselves right in to exhaustion.
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Paying attention is a daily exercise of heartbreak. We find new ways to hurt each other every day. Fear laughs in our face. Our strident of "Never Again!" becomes a broken, mumbled "Not again..." We figure out a new way to cause pain or to ignore it. We spin and pivot towards all the pain that needs attention without taking a step towards any of it. We could spin and pivot ourselves right in to exhaustion.
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Help us take a moment to take a deep breath (take a deep breath);
Help us take a moment to let our heartbeat slow (let your heartbeat slow);
Help us take a moment to be aware of where we are (be aware of where you are)
Help us take a moment to close our eyes (close your eyes).
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
What do you hear? What do you see? Might that be your call?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Do you hear the music of creation that calls you to dance and to rest? Do the words of a poem begin to unfold like a painting? Does a painting unfold like a poem? Do you find yourself smiling?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Do you see a person dying in the street? Can you hear the earth being torn? Can you hear explosions and weeping? Is there a baby floating in a basket among the bullrushes?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Amen.
Dear God:
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Paying attention is a daily exercise of joy. There are new wonders every day. Healing heals hopelessness. Beauty and awe calm fear. Love blooms in fields of apathy. There is so much to dance about. We could dance ourselves right in to exhaustion.
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Paying attention is a daily exercise of heartbreak. We find new ways to hurt each other every day. Fear laughs in our face. Our strident of "Never Again!" becomes a broken, mumbled "Not again..." We figure out a new way to cause pain or to ignore it. We spin and pivot towards all the pain that needs attention without taking a step towards any of it. We could spin and pivot ourselves right in to exhaustion.
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Help us take a moment to take a deep breath (take a deep breath);
Help us take a moment to let our heartbeat slow (let your heartbeat slow);
Help us take a moment to be aware of where we are (be aware of where you are)
Help us take a moment to close our eyes (close your eyes).
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
What do you hear? What do you see? Might that be your call?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Do you hear the music of creation that calls you to dance and to rest? Do the words of a poem begin to unfold like a painting? Does a painting unfold like a poem? Do you find yourself smiling?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Do you see a person dying in the street? Can you hear the earth being torn? Can you hear explosions and weeping? Is there a baby floating in a basket among the bullrushes?
Help us choose; help us know; help us hear; help us act.
Amen.
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