Light-calling, Body-forming, Life-breathing God,
This labor day weekend, the weight of our labor is heavy.
The weight of flood waters.
The weight of anti-immigrant policies.
The weight of bombs and military threats.
The weight of homophobic, patriarchal theology.
The weight of white supremacy.
This all feels like our labor, God, because it affects your people.
Your people who are our people.
It feels like the life you breathed into creation is being sucked away
drop by drop
deportation by deportation
bomb by bomb
statement by statement
rally by rally.
Let there be light again.
Form us again, body and soul.
Help us to feel your steady, constant breath of life.
Let us once again hear your call:
“Come to me all you who are weary and carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”
Remind us of your truth:
That your yoke is easy and your burden is light.
It is light not because it is not weighty,
But because we carry it together.
With each other and with you.
Bless our holy labor this weekend, O God.
Rev. Joanna Harader serves as pastor of Peace Mennonite Church in Lawrence, KS. She blogs at SpaciousFaith.com.
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