“It’s just a bandaid,” we say, meaning it’s not much at all.
Not effective, not permanent, not nearly enough. And yet, LORD, sometimes a bandaid is all we have to offer.
Sometimes all we know how to do is speak soothingly,
kneel down, examine the scrape with solemn concern,
carefully unwrap the flimsy package,
place the bandage with a gentle hand.
We may offer a kiss then,
a benediction placed lightly on top of the dressing,
smiling and saying it is all better now.
And just for a second,
maybe it will be.
Help us to remember that this small offering, made on bent knees and sealed with a kiss, is also a prayer. Help us to remember that this healing comes, as does all healing, from You. Help us to bring whatever we have to offer – even “just a bandaid” – to each small bump and bruise.
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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