The Holy Noise

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Day 3 of Escapril

Prompt: “empty, except for…”


It began with a glimpse,

A peek forward,

A sore foot in the dirt that wasn’t prepared

To dance.

It was made to be danced on.

It was made for our aches to

Be a party,

A collective forward

Into battle together.

We made up a bride when

We rang bells and cried,

“Christ is alive again! He’s coming!”

We’re going Home!

I could collapse on a rooftop,

Breathless,

From the wind rushing in.

Ruach is present

In my sore feet dancing.

We’re going Home!

I could cry like a baby born.

He’s holding me like my parent.


Extra Encouragement + Inspirations

Photo credit: Ellen Raedeke

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