Share Your Crumbs

Good morning…

Invited to share bread crumbs from our common loaf, please let this poem lead you home to your heart.

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PLEASE by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

If you are one who has practice
meeting the pain of the world,
we need you. Right now we need you
to teach us it is possible to swallow
what is weighty and still be able to rise.

We need you to remind us we can
be furious and scared and near feral
over injustice and still thrill at the taste
of a strawberry, ripe and sweet,
can still meet a stranger and shake
their hand, believing in their humanness.

We need you to show us how
we, too, can fall into the darkest,
unplumbed pit and learn there
a courage and beauty
we could never learn from the light.

If you have drowned in sorrow
and still have somehow found
a way to breathe, please, lead us.

You are the one with the crumbs
we need, the ones we will use to find
our way back to the home of our hearts.

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Sometimes life and sorrow and injustice snatch us up and whisk us away. Overwhelmed by the uglier parts of being human, sometimes the most we can do is breathe. Breathe again. Keep on breathing. Eventually, we are carried quietly home to the little hollow in our heart.

Rosemerry begs, “Please. If you are one who has practice meeting the pain of the world, we need you. Right now we need you to teach us it is possible to swallow what is weighty and still be able to rise.”

Jesus also begs, “Please.” “Live in me. Make your home in me just as I do in you. In the same way that a branch can’t bear grapes by itself but only by being joined to the vine, you can’t bear fruit unless you are joined with me. I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you’re joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can’t produce a thing” (John 15:4-5, MSG).

Deeply inter-dependent with God and each other, might we trust the Spirit to help us do hard, healing things today, one bread crumb at a time?

…Sue…