a prayer for getting up
- rabbi menachem creditor
up from Shiva, not ready, it's too soon, my wounds are still raw and open, I can barely see through my tears, but there's no time for grief (MygriefOurgrief)...
up from Shiva, commanded to walk back into the world, compelled to breathe, to see (seenoticewitness), to stand up (votemarchorganize), legs so shaky...
up from Shiva, excruciatingly aware: the world has changed. ButAnd in two days, two todays, Tuesday...
... we walk with bloodied feet to say enough to the willing slaughter of our nation's soul and children.
Beloveds, Shiva is over.
Get up, I tell myself (and you).
Vote your grief.
(P.S. God, are You there? Quick update: This existence You Birthed is exceedingly hard, and meanness seems closer than kindness between human beings some days. I'm grateful for life, for the changing leaves, for my children's lives, for my People, for people. And many of us feel very alone, and not so sure about the good things lasting in safety. All's not well down here. But we're determined to help, some in Your Holy Name, some because You seem a bit absent from the eyes of many humans recently. Maybe it's time for a little more Directed Love to pour out from heaven? Thought You should know we're here, hoping for more.)
#BuildOnLove #prayer #GetUp #hope #amen
