from Isaiah 55: 6-13
God, I give you thanks for trees that clap their hands,
and rejoice at pterodactyls, very good bacteria …
perhaps good virus.
I celebrate armadillo and chigger,
and that coelacanth, a Lazarus taxon,
supposed to be extinct for 66 million years,
is swimming today.
I am grateful coelacanth’s waters now
are the waters we had and will have –
that today’s rain, delightfully delaying
the president’s campaign rally in my hometown,
was tasted first by pterodactyls.
Water in deadly floods in Japan,
longed for by bush-fire recovering Australia,
melting in glaciers,
is the same as a drink
a woman by a well offered Jesus
and the bowl-full where
Pontius Pilate plunged his guilt.
I am grateful that as rain and snow
come down from heaven,
and do not return until they water the earth,
making it bring forth and sprout,
giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater,
so God’s word does not return empty …
for I am thirsty for the Word of creation,
and the latest new normal
and the one hidden in the Greek for “fish,”
who will come again. amen
Maren C. Tirabassi’s most recent book is A Child Laughs: Prayers of Justice and Hope and she blogs at http://giftsinopenands@wordpress.com/ She’s a United Church of Christ, US, pastor and a writer and lives in Portsmouth, New Hampshire.
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