From Generation to Generation… our lives, histories, actions, and stories are interconnected and woven together. The work of God is always unfolding—in and through us. This Advent, may you remember that you belong—to a story etched into the wrinkles of time, to generations that have come before and will come after, to a love that won’t let you go.

Room
a Poetry Prayer by Rev. Sarah Speed

I asked God—
what about my
fingernail-biting habit
or the way I leave all the cabinets
open in the kitchen?

What about the way I can be dramatic,
drumming up a fight, only to
hand out apologies like souvenirs?

What about the way I second-guess myself,
let shame drive, or stay quiet when I
have something to say?

What about the way I chase accomplishments
like a dog with a bone?

What about the doubt, or the fact
that I’m terrible at prayer and
cannot help but yawn during church?

What about
What about
What about?

My baggage might be too big for the van.

But then
God called me by my first and middle name,
which always means business,
and said:
Who told you that you were too much?
Sugar, there is so much room for you here.

So that’s when I grabbed a seat
and we hit the road
and I knew right then
that the rumors were true.

There is room.
There is room.
There is room.