PENTECOST NOW!!!

 SPRINKLING

Tuesday, January 9, 2024
2:51 PM

(This poem is for Pentecost, 2024, By: Karla Wagener)

In all the chaos and confusion
A word was spoken
That somehow
Made sense.

A thought put in motion.

Believers have such a gift.
Ability to find a passage
Out from a dead end street.
Food in the desert.
Wine out of water,
And water beneath a rock.

Words have force.
They can invoke spirit.
Spirit gently spattered
Can heal our hurting world,
Putting love, mercy in motion.

Pure thoughts
Bring forth
Good words and workings.

Call out the name 

Open up to Grace.

Invoke healing friends.
The universe continues,
There is no dreary end!