Tag: tears

Good Friday

The tears
on my Face
the Broken
Butterfly
Bowl
Shattered
reminding me
Of all I missing

I ache, remembering


the Soup I ate from it
at a Homeless-Dinner-Slash-
Leadership-training

As I touch the pieces
I can almost smell
the countless
Ashes I burned
In
it
For
Ash Weds
Saying
Write Everything
You want to give to God
On a Piece of Paper
And I will Burn it for you


The Holy Spririt
will Somehow
transpose it
To the ashes
We will write
in a shape of a Cross
on your forehead

Tears
Shattered Butterflies
Silent Call
Is as Close to a Good Friday Service
I will get today

I pray as I put the pieces in the trash
Jesus
Remember Me
When you Come
Into Your Kingdom

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Pandemic Mourning

God, I don’t have enough tears for 400,000. If I cried for forty days and forty nights, it wouldn’t be enough.

So instead I’ll light the candle–and watch the flame gasping for breath.

And when I blow it out, I’ll bathe my face in the smoke. I taste ashes on my tongue.

Grief is never enough. The lives cut short, every single one of them, is a tragedy.

Anger rises, and I let it wash and let it go, because this anger is sadness in disguise.

I breathe in, and out, and feel the prickles of oxygen that others can no longer breathe.

God I don’t have enough tears for 400,000 people.

But you do. Mourn with me please I pray. Every tear for one of your beloved. May they fill the ocean with the salt of sorrow, so that we can never again let people die because they are essential or forgotten.

Mourn with me, I pray.

Amen.

Feel free to use/adapt with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta

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