Live it all

Do you want to know the truth?

I feel a little raw tonight.

Vigilant and guarded.

Words meant to reassure sound hollow, tinny.

There is a difference between the “me too” spoken in compassion and the one spoken to placate.

I am not a fool.

And yet

Here I sit.

Chairs pulled up close to the cross, souls huddled around the broken body, spilled blood.

Here we are the same.

Desperately needy people with one hope.

There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called…

(Ephesians 4: 4)

We will hear again the story, the pictures of Love past, present, future.

We will linger at the table of remembering.  We will wash feet in the now.  We will celebrate in anticipation of the day when all is made new.

I feel an urgency inside.

I want to skip to the end.

Tonight.  And always.

The redemption ache beats loud in my chest and I long so hard for the day when we don’t have to choose between unborn and born, between blue and black.

And I know again that that’s not how it works.

Not in this moment.  Not in all the rest.

We don’t get to skip the remembering.

We don’t get to skip the hard work of stooping to serve.

Stooping to love, with Love.

Even when we are raw and guarded, when the redemption ache throbs.

Chairs pulled up close to the cross, souls huddled around the broken body, spilled blood.

Here we are the same.

Here we remember together.

Here we serve together.

Here we know Love together.

Here we must, we get to live it all.

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