God, my neck has been cracking all day.
And I don’t think it’s the 12 minutes of yoga I did last night. I think it’s years of stress.
Years of permission giving to racists, bigots and white supremacists, years of Christians defending heinous actions, years of children being separated from their parents, lgbtqia abuse and state violence against black and brown people.
And a year of a pandemic.
Makes me rethink those stiff necked people in the Bible God. Those who you confront.
Full Confession Jesus: I did not know that I was a stiff necked person. Though I am in good company with Hebrews in the desert, who time and time again were too obstinate and stubborn to listen.
What have I been unable to hear these last 4, 5, 6 years? As I tensed my shoulder blades and endured many headaches, where was I stubborn (in ways I did not realize) to survive.
It is a relief to let go a little bit, to roll my neck a little bit, to confess a little bit and to loosen my soul a little bit.
So here is a little bit of a hallelujah–as I watch the snow swirl and listen to music.
A little piece of hallelujah that you have opened things up, and that the yoke of life rests easier today.
Thank you, alleluia, Amen.
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