Holy In-Betweens

It is a lot of work
this
human
Being
Be
ing
Human
Existence
Thing

Sometimes I think
we are
eternally
Suspended
in the
What Ifs

Embodiment
is so difficult

If potential
is always
teasing
(sometimes
even mocking)
me

How can
I do what my
body needs

When capitalism
demands
grind

And yet
God
you sit with us


How can
I feel my feelings

The hard work of Grieving:
Good things
Bad things

To sit in comfort

To be thankful

To sit in-between both

To feel a slow stretch
(within your comfort range of motion
without any pain as my favorite
yogi friend says)
so slow and gentle
that you are stretched
in such a way
that there is no pain
and still

tears

Of relief comes
dripping
To your eyes

to my eyes

And

God is there
in each tear

Reminding us
sanctuary
is holy
Community
is holy

Upholding your
boundaries
is holy

Silence


Is holy

Taking time alone
is holy

You string the sky with stars
and give us dandelions
beautiful leaves
and even single blades of grass
to remind us of the holiness of the world

Breathe in
Breathe out

To be
lost
in holiness

Amen

Feel free to share/adapt/use with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta “KatyandtheWord”

Breathe, a Prayer in the midst of everything

Breathe
I hear the Holy Spirit whisper
as I try to figure out
what it is I am feeling

Anxiety?
Excitment?
Grief?
Fear?

I am trying to catalogue

Natural Disasters
Wars

Politicians
Name-Calling
Which let’s be honest God,
the last two are the same thing
(usually)

Now this violence

Breathe, I hear God
And I think about
how my family,
where allergies and asthma runs prevalent
says joking
but not

that breathing is highly

Underrated

Breathe, says Jesus
laying down a pillow
Inviting me in
to take sanctuary
to rest

But I don’t have an answer
a solution
I haven’t even figure out
how to tell the story
of what is going on

In the universe
and how to relate to it
all

God nods
And I nod
and sigh
and my eyes begin to droop

And I realize
that God knows all of these things are important

Breathe in: God will see to the humans
Breathe out: It’s ok not to have the answers

Amen

Image of breaths in Blues and slight pinks and yellow “Breathe on me breath of God” “Vene Sancte Spiritus” “Bo Ruach Elohim” Entitled: The Promise of the Holy Spirit from https://boruachelohim.com/tag/breathe/

Brim Full, A Prayer

God,

I have cried

every

single

day

this week.

Overcome with the emotionality that it takes to exist and breathe and be.

Because, did you know God that we humans frown on sitting still and being emotional.

It’s pretty embarrassing when we are this way.

But I am here.

Crying for love.

Crying out of hope.

Crying for the stories

Crying in lament.

Crying because I’m breathing.

Because every timeI am still

I am keenly aware that I am human

oh yeah, and that you are still God

It makes me wonder? Is this what it means to be fully human Jesus?

I want to know?

Sit with me while I figure it out?

Amen.

Feel Free to use/adapt/share with Credit to Pastor Katy Stenta