Ep. 41 - Peace, Be Still

A liturgy for peace in the storms.

When the sky grew dark

and the winds whipped up the sea,

You stretched Your arms

from sleep to scepter,

commanding:

“Peace! Be still!”

Now,

as did your followers then,

we cry for rescue, 

for us, 

for them. 

When the mountains quake

and the earth trembles,

keeping time with fast-beating hearts

and quickened breath;

when the gaping mouth of the deep

seems to beckon:

“Peace! Be still!”

When past trauma - 

from physical, emotional, 

or situational abuse, 

from lockdowns and lockouts - 

threatens the present

with clouds of hurt and sorrow:

“Peace! Be still!”

When jobs are scarce,

costs rising,

and circumstances stifling;

when fears for the future

drive joy from the present:

“Peace! Be Still!”

When homework piles on homework,

task on task,

duty on duty;

when schedules are crammed

and sleep is elusive;

the pressure an unrelenting vortex:

“Peace! Be still!”

As the wind and the waves obeyed,

so may situations and circumstances,

places and people,

hearts, minds,

and souls. 

“Peace! Be still!”

Amen