This is my body, You said, speaking of something beautiful, sacred, whole. It’s a metaphor, meaning all the good gathered together.
This is my body, I said, speaking of something un-pretty, disappointing, broken. It’s a reality, meaning all the parts and pieces which propel me unsteadily through the day.
This is my body, creaky and worn. And yet, here she is, that body. Heart and lungs dancing in rhythm, eyes open, ears listening, salty food on my tongue, fingers moving lightly over keys.
This is my body, You said. Help me to say it, too, and to hear in the echo of your words my own proclamation. This is something beautiful, something sacred, something whole. Amen.
Jennifer Garrison Brownell serves as designated term pastor at First Congregational Church -UCC in Vancouver, Washington. She contributed to the Revgals book There’s a Woman in the Pulpit and is the author of the not-really-about-a-triathlon memoir Swim, Ride, Run, Breathe: How I Lost a Triathlon and Caught My Breath. She blogs at There Is a River.
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