Blessing

 

On this second day of Lent, how is it with your soul?  Honestly.  Are you sensing the sacred stirring, or does the Divine feel distant/disconnected?  Do you feel grounded or awash in a sea of negative news cycle?  Does your back ache and soul break from all you are carrying?  Let me offer a blessing to you on this day:

 

Blessed are you who are weary from racing around trying to do it all.

Blessed are you who feel worn down by trying to show up at all the events.

Blessed are you when you fall into bed at night, exhausted and wake up the next morning feeling behind.

Blessed are you when you yell, “Stop” to the planet, to the schedule demands, to trying to save the world, because you realize your cape has too many holes to support you when you fly.

Blessed are you when you sit in silence and pray, “Help”. 

Help us, O God, this Lent to find a gentleness with ourselves.  Help us remember that this is the first time I have been this age at this point in history, facing these events.  Who says I should be further along?  And further than what?!?  What is the measuring stick?

Help me, O God, remember this yoke isn’t mine alone.  You, O God, are a dancing Trinity of relationship, and You create/craft/carve into us a craving for connection.

Help us remember that our soul finds rest when we let go of outcomes.

Thank you for the friend who calls or I can text today.

Thank you for a burden I can set down today, trusting God, You can carry this.

Thank you for this earthy body that is trying to tell me that You don’t demand more, but for me to be/rest/reside in belovedness.

Let Your wisdom guide me, O God, as I face this day and interact with other featherless bipeds who are also carrying their backpacks that I know nothing about.

May Your holy yoke today be a support I need to face the unknow-ness of this moment.  Amen.