Pentecost +5 - Year C
Psalm 77:1-2, 11-20
"I will call to mind the deeds of the Lord;
I will remember your wonders of old."
You created in multiple images (as many as the gods).
You were disappointed in your creation.
You threw your creation out.
You pursued your exiled creation.
You did not kill your creation when your creation killed.
You dispersed language groups.
You were flooded with despair and flooded in return.
You used famine to direct migrations.
You chose the youngest and least to lead.
You raised dynasties.
You were frustrated by leaders.
You exiled peoples.
You were their hope, delayed as it has been.
And, now, in a day of my own trouble - I look to you?
Yes, and to myself and my friends and to creation itself.
I cry aloud.
I call to mind.
I go around again.
Dance with me, G*D, a larger dance than my day's trouble - or yours.