Jesus, how did it feel when you predicted your death, and the disciples said this can never happen?
How about at the table, when you were eating and drinking with your beloved, and warned that betrayal and denial would follow and each disciples said, “Not I Lord.” It can’t be me.
God, how are we so willfully blind? To the racism that is etched into our very DNA, to the violence that happens against school children who can’t pay for lunch.
How is it that we can’t believe that violence is coming… until it does. Storming the capital with Nazi flags of hate and signs that somehow proclaim “Jesus Saves.”
And we disarm people of color, and hide our children under their desks, but refuse to see violence as systematic and problematic.
How is such denial possible?
Did Jesus have a part of him that was in denial, that his people would turn on him…until the disciples fell asleep at the wheel, and then fell asleep again, and again.
Was he holding out hope that Judas would change his mind?
We feel betrayed, but the evil was there all along, like Herod.
Lead us not into temptation to say “this is not America”
America was always this way: violent and racist and ignorant, but pray for us God, because we keep hoping and proclaiming, like the disciples “Not I Lord.”
Open our mouths to say “this is not God, this is not foreordained” help us to take the responsibility that is needed to make the change.
It’s an Epiphany: A Realization
It’s an Apocalypse: An Unveiling that changes all of life.
Please let this be Apocryphal, please let this be an Epiphany.
Help me to shut my mouth when I’m tempted to say “Not I, Lord” or “Not All of Us” or “Everything Will Turn Out Okay.”
Chafe my hands into the work that needs to be done, enfold my mind with the empathy to Listen, Prod my feet to to do the walking.
Set me to work God, set me to do the work:
To protect the vulnerable, to tell the truth, to face the hatred, to love and serve
and to serve and to love.
Change my words to say “Here I am, Lord” I pray.
Feel free to use/adapt/share with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta