A Prayer
Emerging Out of this Past Weekend
Friends, co-collaborators
for justice, let us take a minute to center ourselves in our breath.
Take a minute to breathe
in and out. You may be breathing in and out rage. You may be breathing in and
out grief. You may be breathing in and out exhaustion. You may be breathing in
and out fear. You may be breathing in and out the littlest slivers of hope that
you have left. Whatever it is that you are carrying, whatever it is that your
breath is telling you: it is welcome here. We continue in a posture of prayer.
Prayer is a place for us
to honor and acknowledge, to grieve, to let out our anger and pain, to share
our love and support, to speak out about the injustice of George Floyd’s murder
and the murders of so many for years and years, centuries, at the hands of
racism. George Floyd’s last words, with a police officer’s knee on his neck
were “I can’t breathe”.
Lord, while we still have
breath, hear our prayers. We grieve for those who no longer breathe.
The world will not be just
until all of us can proclaim from the core of our beings that black bodies,
black joy, black pain matter. May this breath that we still all have connect
us. May this breath connect us to each other in the work of justice ahead of
us. May this breath connect us to generations of justice seekers that have gone
before us. May this breath connect us to a deeper purpose here and now.
May we work and work until
we all can breathe in and out justice, breathe in and out joy, breathe in and
out love, breathe in and out hope.
May it be so.
Edited by Nathan
Byrd
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