Today, we were going to discuss composting and Genesis 1:1-2. But we will do that tomorrow. Today begs for its own moment as we woke to another black man dead in the street and God’s beloved reduced to a bowl of skittles. Tomorrow these things will still exist, and we’ll invite our minds to consider the connections between what we woke up to today and the way God purposed the chaotic earth.
Before we continue on to tomorrow, let us give today its space. Today we mourn. Today is for anger as more blood darkens the ground. Hear now from Rilke:
Dear darkening ground,
you’ve endured so patiently the walls we built,
please give the cities one more hour
and the churches and cloisters two.
And those that labor — let their toils
still hold them for another five hours, or seven,
before that hour of inconceivable terror
when you take back your name
from all things.
Just give me a little more time!
I just need a little more time.
Because I am going to love the things
as no one has thought to love them,
until they’re real and worthy of you.*
*This audio and text are from the OnBeing interview with Joanna Macy, available here: http://www.onbeing.org/program/joanna-macy-a-wild-love-for-the-world/61