Sunday after Easter, in my study (a prayer for pastors)

Sometimes the texts for the day are perfect.
Sometimes the texts for the day are perfect.

My Lord,

It was exactly the right morning to call a town meeting.

The sun was shining, and the roads were clear, and the people came. I thank you.

Thank you, too, for showing up on that evening of the first day of the week, for showing up despite locked doors and shuttered windows, for showing up and blowing your Spirit into our spiritual ancestors, the ones who first shared the good news beyond the inner circle, once they got themselves together to go back into the world again.

Our churches, dearest Heavenly Parent, are so often locked like that room. We proclaim that all are welcome, but we feel shy to ask people in, or we kind of hope no one *too* new or different will turn up, or we have lost hope that there is any life in the Old Girl we love so much but fear may die soon.

Please show up, we pray, please show up again, and blast through our leaded windows and our safety doors and the firewalls around our hearts. Breathe your Spirit into us, a spirit of courage and daring and imagination and whimsy and practicality and wonder and skepticism and childlike faith, for we need all these qualities to serve you in this world today.

Show up, Mother of us all, and baptize us with your Spirit.

Please.

We are ready.

Amen.

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