That National Day of Prayer


There seemed to be a large amount of unrest within. People looking for God. People looking for a mate. Or you just had kids of your own.

Inward unrest. Unrest contained. Unrest given direction. Dealing with attraction. Dealing with shame. Those outward signs for that inward unrest. In the search for something to do. That invisible wrestling match of youth, in the search for meaning in all.

Watching kids play…until the day you wondered how they thought. What they thought.

Until they came to the “how” question in their lives.

What to do after “becoming”? A question of voice. That jump up and grabs you. Active or passive? The response. The fear that the future was left in my hands. In their hands.

In the search for leadership, the world was a serious place. The search for something to say. To each other. To God. Last week I read a piece written by a rabbi. About that Kaddish which was said at the close of the Jewish worship service. When the word “death” was not even mentioned.

MAY HIS KINGDOM COME
IN YOUR LIFE. SWIFTLY and SOON.

MAY HIS GREAT NAME BE BLESSED.

The blessing, that sharing, connected me to all of history. In the present. In memoirs of the past. In the search for something to say, the suffering was the mortar. The mortar that brought people together.

The sharing was up to me. On birth. On death. On new life. On the things that had throughout all times brought a large amount of unrest. In families. With loved ones. God and His subtle unrest.

That Greek verb of movement in the Resurrection story. The interpretation was not ‘do not come to me’, but ‘go.’ God only gives the gifts but doesn’t distribute the gifts equally. The sharing was up to me.

Be touched. “Behold!” GO!

MAGNIFIED AND SANCTIFIED
MAY HIS GREAT NAME BE
IN THE WORLD THAT HE CREATED

Go! Amidst those fairly mundane things in your day: walking, listening, singing in the course of a day. Praying and reflecting at the close of the day. About those fairly mundane things in your day. And about the unrest. Go and touch the underlying sentiment and be moved. And then come back. Swiftly and soon.

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