Passover Remembered - Alla Renee Bozarth

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Fri Apr 14 06:20:07 PDT 2017


Passover Remembered


Pack nothing. 
Bring only your determination to serve 
and your willingness to be free. 

Don't wait for the bread to rise. 
Take nourishment for the journey, 
but eat standing, 
be ready to move at a moment's notice.

Do not hesitate to leave your old ways behind - fear, silence, submission. 

Only surrender to the need of the time;
to love justice and walk humbly with your God.

Do not take time to explain to the neighbors.
Tell only a few trusted friends and family members.

Then begin quickly, before you have time to sink back into the old ways. 

Set out in the dark. 
I will send fire to warm and encourage you. 
I will be with you in the fire 
and I will be with you in the cloud.

You will learn to eat new food and find refuge in new places.
I will give you dreams in the desert 
to guide you safely home to that place 
you have not yet seen.

The stories you will tell one another around the fires in the dark 
will make you strong and wise.

Outsiders will attack you and some who follow you,
and at times you will get weary 
and turn on each other
from fear and fatigue and blind forgetfulness.

You have been preparing for this for hundreds of years.
I am sending you into the wilderness to make a new way
And to learn my ways more deeply.

Some of you will be so changed
by weathers and wanderings
that even your closest friends
will have to learn your features
as though for the first time.
Some of you will not change at all.

Some will be abandoned by your dearest loves
and misunderstood by those
who have known you since birth
and feel abandoned by you. 

Some will find new friendship 
in unlikely faces, and old friends 
as faithful, and true
as the pillar of God's flame.

Sing songs as you go,
and hold close together.
You may at times grow confused 
and lose your way.

Continue to call each other
By the names I’ve given you,
To help you remember who you are.
Touch each other and keep telling the stories.

Make maps as you go, 
remembering the way back 
from before you were born.

So you will be only the first 
of many waves of deliverance on these desert seas.
It is the first of many beginnings
your Paschaltide.
Remain true to this mystery.

Pass on the whole story.

Do not go back. 

I am with you now 
and I am waiting for you.

	- Alla Renee Bozarth


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