Broken Women

Broken women

Can’t stand up
Don’t know how
Won’t take the chance
“Too much to lose”
All my life
I’ve done
What others needed
What they asked
“Too much to lose”
Who am I
If receiving
Replaces serving
Taking more than giving
“Too much to lose”
Compensation
Meet labor
Otherwise slavery
Becomes identity
“Too much to lose”
What calling
Being, becoming
Vocation as living
My only contribution
“Too much to lose”
Will you stand
Beside me
Or before me
Beckoning or blocking
“Too much to lose”
Are you now
My advocate
Or my adversary
Proclaiming or prohibiting
“Too much to lose”


I can not stand
To live this way
What choice existed
Has been decided
“Too much to lose”
Who to become
How to become
I am pro choice
Each one chooses
 “Too much to lose”
Who made you
Arbiter of my life
Decider of me
Potter of my clay
“Too much to lose”
When you touch
Be gentle
I’m so fragile
Beginning and ending
“Too much to lose”
Broken body
Ripped and torn
Dogs and vultures
Shred my bloody carcass
“Too much to lose”
Here I lie
Waiting, longing
No help or hope
Completely alone
“Too much to lose”
You tell me
How to live
How to survive
To not go insane
“Too much to lose”


Time is passing
Can’t stand still
New voice calling
Be not afraid
“Too much to lose”
Loved ones cling
Gripping clawing
Kicking screaming
Heals dragging
“Too much to lose”
What they see
Don’t perceive
What they hear
Don’t understand
“Too much to lose”
Can’t stand
Can’t walk
Can’t reach
Can’t talk
“Too much to lose”
Will you help
Standing Walking
Reaching Talking
Loan me your strength
“Too much to lose”
Confusion now
Settling in
Becoming a fixture
Shade and texture
“Too much to lose”
What if
Everything
Became New
In Me, In You
“Much to lose”
Losing myself
Losing you
Losing them
To gain life
“Nothing left to lose”

Becoming

Becoming
What if god is not a being
But rather a becoming
What is salvation is not a state
But rather a solvent
What if the kingdom of God
What if heaven
Were not a place at all
What if eternity is not forever
But now
One. Great. Immediate. Intimacy
Think of
The greatest joy
The greatest pleasure
You have ever known
I suspect you also
Know it in a moment
In an instant
In the twinkling of an eye
“Time flies when you’re having fun.”
No, actually, time looses meaning
In the midst of deep fulfillment
“The kingdom of God is at hand.”
That was not some temporary thing
About which Jesus spoke
As though this truth were true
Only for a day, a week, three years
The Kingdom of God
Is always “at hand”
Always now
Always here
Always ‘among [us]’
Wherever
Whenever
Whatever you are
God is becoming in you