to ask why
To ask why
is to break open your heart,
to pour yourself out,
to stare into
the gnawing emptiness
of the tomb,
to peel away
any layer of security,
to walk on fire,
and stand in the rain.
It’s talking about the bad dreams
after you’ve had them.
It’s courageous and vulnerable,
painful and necessary.
To ask why
is to declare
that God is God.
To ask why is to say,
be my God
even when,
especially when,
the world falls apart.
Poem by Rev. Sarah (Are) Speed
reprinted with permission from A Sanctified Art
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