Water, go away.
While I struggle to make sense, along with everyone else, of the tragedy that seems to be compounding along the Gulf, I am also preparing to preach at the baptism of my son.
Water, come down.
I give thanks for the power of baptism and the community of faith that will gather to welcome Baby Boy into the family of God.
Water, recede from your destruction.
The water of the hurricane and the flood remind me of the immense power that exists in the world that is completely out of our control.
Water, give us life.
So many people are surrounded with the very substance that could provide life for them, if only it were clean. If only they had access to something that wasn't contaminated.
Water, cleanse me.
Cleanse me from the anger that I feel toward perceived ineptness and idiocy. Cleanse from me the sense of hopelessness and frustration.
Water, power the world.
Provide again for us strength and life and freshness.
Water, wash over us.
With hope and love and care.
2 comments:
Pinkshoes - Soak up every moment of your son's baptism. I have not read enough to know if this is your first child to be baptized. I do know that ours was such a profound and holy moment for me.
What a powerful prayer, thank you.
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