a holy saturday blessing in the time of mourning

Oh God, there are no more answers, only silence, and the echoes of yesterday’s questions

Oh God soften my heart to be able to mourn what is now lost

God have mercy

Christ have mercy

Spirit have mercy

O God unbind this sorrow

Let me lament and cry and tremble

for one lies broken–

poured out and spent.

entombed

I want to listen in the quiet of this small space

and wait

until I get used to the dark

So I can see the cracks in the foundations of the world

left by the thunder of your passing

to see all the ragged truth of what is

to touch and feel and love and hold the edges of what was

to honor what is forever gone

and love well

what is eternally given

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted

Matthew 5:4

God have mercy

Christ have mercy

Spirit have mercy

It’s OK to just curl up now. I’ve got you.