how odd it must have seemed
there on that day
when the scruffy, radical John baptized
Jesus in the muddy waters of the Jordan
to see Jesus standing there
hair wet with muddy water, robe soiled
water roiled
and then to see the doors of heaven flung wide
and the Spirit descending
how powerful it must have been
to have watched the perichoresis
the circle dance of the divine
creator, savior, presence
to see the love relationship
between the Three
Creator and child bound together by love
Love flowing between
Spirit
on that day a loving parent
about to send the beloved child
on a difficult and dangerous journey,
a journey of great joy and great pain,
of death and resurrection,
took a moment to send the child
on his way with a blessing
to wrap the child in strong arms, and hold him close
giving him
a divine hug
“This is my son, whom I love!”
Perhaps this is always the work of the Spirit
to be the bond of love
between us and God
(and between us and each other)
to give all of us,
sacred children,
a blessing,
a divine hug,
before sending us on our way
into whatever lies ahead!
into the great joy, and great pain
into triumph and defeat
into life and death and life again
God wrapping strong arms around us
accepting, affirming
claiming, commissioning, empowering
sending
This is my child, whom I love
____________________________________
If you would enter
into the wilderness
do not begin
without a blessing
Jan
Richardson, Beloved is Where We Begin, Circle
of Grace, p. 96
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