I have spent all week
telling people that as a White Woman,
my way is to please everyone
and play nice.
I have gone full on confessional,
that this is our way, and to further admit
that when people do not consider us nice
all too often
we cry white tears,
and call that other person mean.
Because heaven forbid my personal, or even structural
ableism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, or other prejudices are named.
So here I am, practicing saying them out loud, God.
All month, help me God.
Because I don’t need to be startled or ashamed of who I am,
And I think the ownership helps me,
(and maybe other white women too?)
In any case, you know the help I still need Lord.
Because when I do this hard work,
my other mistakes seem bigger,
and my soul wears out faster,
and my heart is a bit sadder,
but its a bit bigger too–and for that I give you thanks
Thank you Holy Spirit.
Feel free to adapt/share/use with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta