God,
And your good sun just keeps on shining on us.
We rest and relax in the beauty of this day,
in the assurance of you and your salvation.
And we feel the healing,
we feel your goodness encircling us.
we struggle and we push back and we put our hope in other things...
yes we scatter our eggs like a parent preparing for an Easter egg hunt.
Until, until you quietly come behind me.
Ready to catch me at my moment of panic, the moment my basket is empty.
But you catch me, me with my empty basket.
You speak kind words of love and grace all over me.
You retrace my steps with me, you bend down and help me gather those eggs---every last one.
And when this day is done.
When the sun has gone to be, and the embers have turned to coals.
I place my basket, my full basket in your loving hands.
Yes I put my hope in you.
All day long, I put my hope in you and in you only.
yes I put all of my eggs in one basket...your basket.
Amen.
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