Pentecost +13 – Year B
Song of Songs 2:8-13
Imagine "Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness. God's Spirit brooded like a bird above the watery abyss." [The Message] or "The earth being unformed and void, with darkness over the surface of the deep and a wind from God sweeping over the water." [JPS]
Do you hear a bird or the wind calling, "Arise, my fair and beautiful lover – come forth!"?
If this is your parental lover, how can you do less than return the call to them?
If this is a vocational lover, how can you not risk following?
If this is a personal lover, how can you stay put?
If this is your larger-self lover, how can you but grow again?
If this is the next eight generations, what could hold you back?
If this is simply a bird and a wind, will you not arise?
May the day be here when you hear your call.
May you be ready tomorrow to hear a new or re-newed call.
May return the favor and call creation forth.