Maker of heaven and earth,
Sower of every seed and harvester of all that grows,
One and Holy, Broken and Lovely,
Spirit aching for reconciliation and communion:
Bind the wounds of those who suffer today,
The young without hope,
The soldier whose day is shaped by fear,
The family who mourn a life
Suddenly taken, terribly ripped from their arms and hearts.
Look upon Amal in Sheikh Jarrah
And Amal at the Tent of Nations,
And raise in their hearts the hope
Of a harvest of fruit and love and justice.
Look upon Bob in Gush Etzion,
And every settler who lives on someone else's land,
And sow seeds of radical love and sacrificial courage,
And a vision of a land beyond mine, mine, mine
And yours, yours, yours.
Shine your light on the peacemakers, the maladjusted
Who dream, dream, dream of healing,
Who ache, ache, ache for truth and reconciliation,
Who dare, like Abram, to enter an unknown land
Where nothing is known and the future is fragile.
Shine your light on Rami and Bassam,
Shine your light on Arik and Ghassan,
Shine your light on Rulah and Yael,
Shine your light on Sam and his daring daughter,
Calling everything into question
And wondering if everyone, everyone, everyone
Might just get along.
Holy Light, One and Whole and Shining,
Throw rays of sweet warmth across the Land,
Raise up these peacemaking, life-loving souls
For another day of resistance and hope.
Bind to their many hearts
Your dream of peace.
Amen.
DGJ 11.11.14
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| Holocaust Memorial, West Jerusalem |
