Barbra Graber, Associate Editor of Our Stories Untold

Barbra Graber, Associate Editor of Our Stories Untold

*Editor’s Note: Today’s post is a poem by Barbra Graber, originally published in the Spring 2014 issue–a special issue on sexualized violence–of Timbrel Magazine, a publication by Mennonite Women USA. To purchase a copy of this issue for a special discounted price of $5, click here.– RH

 

Lord, oh Lord.

How can the sexualized violence against your most vulnerable creatures

(by those who also call you Lord)

continue so long unabated?

 

When will the anger subside, the anxiety stop?

When will the tears cease to surprise,

to embarrass,

to overwhelm?

When will I feel like joining the human race again?

When will I ever be able to trust another’s love?

 

How could this be part of anyone’s Divine Plan?

 

MotherGoddessSomething is missing from that old, old story.

Help me break free to make all things new.

Something is groaning to be born in me.

Help me work out my own salvation

through Christ who strengthens me.

 

God of Tamar and Hagar, hear my prayer

Goddess of the roiling Seas, hear my prayer

Jesus of the raging Winds, hear my prayer

Creator of storm cloud and deluge of rain, hear my prayer

Goddess of transformative Fire, hear my prayer

Jesus who challenged the corrupted Temple, hear my prayer

Creator of the infinite Cosmos, hear my prayer

Goddess of the sacred seasons of Earth, hear my prayer

Jesus of the living Water, hear my prayer.

 

Loving Creator,

I AM yours

and nothing can separate me from your Love.

Spirit of the Living God,

fall afresh on me.