No newness yet - Poetry
Walter BrueggemannNo newness yet You are the God who makes all things new. We gladly raise our voices and move our lips to acknowledge, celebrate and proclaim your staggering newness. As we do so, we hold in our hearts deep awareness of all the places where your newness is not visible, and has not come. Our hearts link to many places of wretchedness short of your newness. We picture our folks at home, sick, in pain, disabled, paralyzed (we name Frank). And no newness yet. Move our hearts closer to the passion of our lips. Mover our lips closer to your own newness. Work your newness in hidden, cunning ways among us. Move us closer to your bodied newness in Jesus, newness of strength come in weakness, newness of wisdom come in foolishness. Draw us from the wretchedness we know to his scarred, bloody wretchedness that is your odd entry of newness into our life. We pray in the name of his suffering newness. Amen. (Prayer from Awed to Heaven, Rooted to Earth. Augsburg Fortress, 2003. Used by permission, www.fortressbooks.com)
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