God, sometimes I wonder
If you stand for weak apologies,
or how you stand them at all…
The “I’m sorry if your feelings were hurt”
or the half-hearted apologies that blame…
other things like mental illness or pills or bad sleep…
or anything…
(I call these non apologies what do you call them God?)
and I also wonder…
and how you view our funding for guns and military complexes
while children are hungry in the street
How do we quickly fund war-things
and let people die of plague and hunger and homelessness
I know you are a forgiving God…
but I also wonder if we take that too much for granted
If that is why Jesus looked at Jerusalem
and cried.
But then I think of how Jesus
washed Judas’s feet,
and lovingly forewarned Peter of his
thrice, THRICE ill-timed denial.
And I think,
Only you Christ, know
that somehow,
we humans can still change.
Even when we humans
Might give up on humanity.
You don’t
Well, you and Dr. Who.
So I’ll hold onto that,
With my pinky fingers–
even when I lose grasp
and my hands no longer want to fold
in prayers
and words of forgiveness
do not come from my lips.
I’ll rely on your forgiveness,
instead of mine
and work on the pinky
finger’s worth of prayer
instead.
Amen.
Feel free to use/adapt/share with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta

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