Holy Week is taking my words away.
Flailing attempts to ground myself with tasks
are meeting with constant interruptions,
many of my own making.
I am thankful for your open invitation
to join you for a meal at any time
For the reminder that simple acts of kindness and welcome
have unexpected power
and are vehicles for your grace.
you surround us with your enveloping love
a cape of billowing goodness to wrap ourselves in
or to let soar as we go where we dared not venture before.
During this week of darkness, betrayal, doubt and unknowing
May we lean into the swirling confusion,
Believing that even in the chaos and storm
You are there.