Do not be afraid, I am with you.
The song goes, but I do believe it was you, dear Jesus, before that, and your creator in heaven before that…
But I am afraid.
I am afraid of loosing all of this I hold dear.
I am afraid that when times get hard and death stings that my faith is not sufficient.
I am afraid that spring is springing too soon.
I am afraid of my own resiliency and my own fragility simultaneously.
Why did you do that? Make us this way? My mortality is showing and I am afraid.
Guide me, Great Jehovah, I need rest for my weariness, but not eternal rest.
I need hope for a new dawn, but for this (hopefully long and productive) life.
Bless me, for I mourn, am weak, thirst for righteousness, and, and, and…
The Reverend Shannon Meacham is the mother of two exhausting children Maggie and Gus, and she currently serves Ashland Presbyterian Church in the safest part of Baltimore, the suburbs. You can find her musings about any and all subjects on her personal blog pulpitshenanigans.com.
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