Breath that sounds like
God’s name in my lungs
The joy of connection
Every rebellious moment
of solidarity
In a world determined to isolate
Fellowship with those
who think they follow Christ
Fellowship with those
who think they don’t
Fellowship with every living thing
Existence
I like it here
And I’m glad I was invited
To this awkward party
50 years ago
Many have left
and gone home
But other guests just keep arriving
And I am thankful for their smiles
And then when we gather
in the back yard
Dangerously leaning back
On our plastic lawn chairs
And the smiles fade
And the masks come off
And the faces revealed
Are a thousand times bigger
Than the masks themselves
And the tears flow like rivers
From God’s higher mountains
Yes, even when the floods come
I am thankful
Because I am an ocean
And I was made to hold them all
