It’s the end of an era
God, you know it and I know it.
Doors are slamming shut;
some of us have had our fingers pinched in them,
some of us have breathed sighs of relief at the ensuing silence afterwards.
It’s the end of an era–
We have not entered post-pandemic, post-capitalism, or post-racism
sadly
but we are post-something.
It’s the end of the world as we knew it,
Apocalypses continue to unfold, and Some of us are wringing our hands,
while other of us breathe in the fresh air
while others of us get to work (finally).
Jesus is this how it felt in the world of Acts?
With the politics all whirly, and no one knowing who they belonged to anymore?
And the things being torn down seemingly at random?
Is this why people fought over whether they belonged to Paul or Apollos
or Trump or Biden?
How was the church built in that era of chaos?
How did the the Lydias and Tabithas do it?
As people ask why things are different,
I laugh
Because you know God, that mostly
things are the same,
People have just finally noticed.
God walk with us as we enter this new era–
you’ve been with us so far.
Amen.
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