chatting at the skyThis weekend may our minds be filled with peace from constant questioning, wondering, feeling our way in the dark. May the light of Christ spread out like gold, liquid from the hot light of truth. May he seep under our doorways and into our dark rooms, covering every inch.

As we sit in our Christ-room, may we have the courage to see our reflection and remember the words of Barbara Brown Taylor, that “Jesus was not brought down by atheism and anarchy. He was brought down by law and order allied with religion.” (from¬†Bread And Wine: Readings For Lent And Easter)

May we remember not to elevate our defenses and reasoning above everything else. May we see people as human rather than walking issues; ourselves as guilty even as we are loved. May we know Christ and the power of his miraculous resurrection, and may this life who lives within us make an actual difference in the way we move into the world.

May we take some time to be still and quiet and loved even as our hearts are breaking.