“To clasp the hands in prayer is the beginning of an
uprising against the disorder of the world.”
― Karl Barth
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She sits in my office
It has been another bad week
A week of panic attacks
radical fear
triggered by memories of abuse
verbal
and physical
and more
for her the world is not safe
I can feel her fear
It is palpable
this world is unruly
disorderly
messy
her hands are busy
busy
twisting
uncomfortable
I know the feeling
I have been there
and I know
I know
I know
that it is when I still my hands
my heart
my mind
that it is when I clasp my hands together
and go deep
inside to that place where the Sacred dwells
inside to that place of breath
my breath (1, 2, 3, 4)
God’s breath (the Spirit)
that I find myself
myself as not alone
the world as not chaos
it is then
that the revolution
the revolution of love
the revolution of Sacred love
the revolution of Sacred healing love
begins
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