
Dear Holy Spirit,
A sacred kingfisher came to sit on the fence today
and I was having an Important Conversation
about identity and vocation,
about solid ground,
tūrangawaewae, a place to stand;
and I was reminded
that birds do not exist only on solidity:
they perch on branches that sway,
and on telegraph wires;
they fly
and glide on currents;
and in being reminded
was being invited:
to trust you,
you who is breath and spirit,
who broods over the waters of chaos,
bringing life and form;
Pentecost dove,
Wild Goose,
and, perhaps, Sacred Kingfisher.
May I learn to trust,
learn to lean into uncertainty,
learn to discern your movement in chaos and in creativity:
You who is Spirit and Life and Truth.
Amen.
Jemma Allen is a priest in the Anglican Church in Aotearoa, New Zealand and Polynesia. She works as a counsellor and spiritual director, and is a PhD student at the University of Auckland in the counselling department.
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May I read this (with credit given) as part of a sermon on facing fears?
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You’re very welcome to.
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Thank you, I’ll end my sermon with your prayer/poem. You paint beautiful word pictures.
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