Call me Mara Today,
God Because I am bitter,
and the back of my throat aches
from too much crying,
as the grief hits me again,
And the place I call home
is a nation that likes to “protects” the unborn,
but locks up immigrants
& Black and Brown kids,
strike that will not feed thousands of children,
Corners the the market on formula
and then doesn’t regulate it properly,
stops the payments for vulnerable families,
totally and actively
and reopened the nation
before any babies could receive vaccinations.
Call me Mara,
that people want “young families” don’t come to church
in a culture where parents,
especially mothers, are expected to do every single thing on their own,
and are judged for every imperfection*
Call me Mara, God,
For I am broken;
When there is a market for bulletproof backpacks,
and its somehow acceptable for THIRD GRADERS learn Tourniquet techniques, God no!
when the news is about the latest, becomes background noise
and white supremacy is acceptable
And there are no warning signals are put out for terrorism
Lord God Almighty, Seems we that we are stunned..unable respond to violence.
Call me Mara, God. Because despite voting, and letters, and marching and the sobs of countless families…
Because, these too are our Children
And tomorrow, my throat will still be sore from crying and I will still taste the bitterness of tears–that’s what home tastes like now.
I bet you want to be called Mara too, God. Because they are your children too!
We are all Mara.
Selah! Mara, Selah! Amen.
*And then we say Happy Mother’s Day as if its a “Good” thing and not further gender violence
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We could have stood shoulder to shoulder in the 70s and 80s…and on! Now you stand, in the name of God, and I am so grateful for your prophet’s vision and voice. Your are blessed to be a blessing…and you are! (and thank you for having a ‘conversation’ with me as I write liturgy and prayers for Sunday….I’m a full time chaplain at a regional trauma hospital and standing in the pulpit, even once a month, can be a bit challenging. TY)