Dear God
I know
Every time a denomination
Breaks over justice issues:
Like slavery, racism,
women in ministry, abortion rights,
And the personhood of LGBTQIA siblings
That you are crying big tears—
Tears that say
“Jerusalem O Jerusalem
I long to snuggle you under my wings—
Unified and beloved—
And peck to death any who threaten you”
Just kidding Jesus I added that last part,
Based on what mother hens actually do.
But I also think God,
As violent words, weapons, wars and rhetoric
Batters our souls—because after all bad theology kills
You crucified Christ know that better than anyone.
—I think about how you took bread
Among your beloved
You took bread
Blessed it
Broke it
And said “This is my Body Broken—
Broken for you”
Jesus, today your Body feels broken;
Again.
Bless it we pray
Bless this Broken Bread
Bless our crumbs
Teach us Belovedness
And
How to be a resurrection people
In the midst of brokenness
Scarred and real
So we can say together
We are Christ’s Body
Teach us this
we pray.
Amen.
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