Water and the Word: Poured and Shared
Poured and Shared
In my neck of the woods,
afternoon thundershowers are a staple
on the summertime weather menu.
We plan our lives around them,
either devising a dry plan B,
or umbrella-ing our way
through the downpours.
This afternoon was
just such a day.
I sat and watched the daily special
unfold in the sky
through my office window;
morning's cotton clouds turning
to saturated gray sponges;
invisible drumroll echoing,
with occasional flashes
of lightning's cymbals.
I couldn't help but think
of all the ways I have diplomatic immunity
from the consequences
of these storms,
my possessions and privilege
offering security and shelter beyond reproach.
In the wake of recent earthquakes,
hurricanes, and tropical storms,
I also couldn't help but think
about how many other people,
near and far, have their livelihoods
and lives laid bare
by such tempests.
I pray daily that we'll all have
compassion and courage to let go
of our stranglehold on comfort,
offering who we are
and what we have
to help piece together broken fragments
in all of the places where chaos threatens
to extinguish Hope's candle.
Come, Lord Jesus;
be known by and to us
in the cup of deliverance
poured and shared.
© 2017 Todd Jenkins