Sabbath
Reflections through the
week...
Where is your story in the
Sacred Story today?
In what concrete ways can
your discipleship impact your
patriotism?
One woman revealed how she
came to know the healing,
comforting peace of God
through her relationship with
her grandmother. Hold that
image in prayer this week.
Grandma God, sit in your
rocking chair,
pull me up on your lap,
put your arms around me
and rock me back and
forth.
Your breasts are soft
and smell of lavender.
The rocker creaks a little.
Whisper to me, “It’s all
right little one.”
I am safe with you.
I put my face between your breasts
and I can cry until there
are no more tears
and no more pain.
It’s warm in your arms,
Grandma God.
I don’t want to be cold.
Hell is not hot; it’s cold,
shivering, icy cold,
but you are warm
and soft
and safe.
This poem was part of an article
entitled “Grandmother God” by
Patricia Holmes Parker and appeared
in Praying, January-February, 1988.