Is Anybody Hungry?
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.”
Matthew 5:6 NRSV
I woke up early this morning, a little parched from dry heat, and starving! My stomach was good and full last night. Fat Tuesday. Fried chicken, baked potato with butter and sour cream, corn bread with a little honey. Peas with butter, salad with French dressing. Delicious! My husband and I ate while watching New Hampshire vote, while listening to Rachel and team MSNBC cover the story. While wondering if Brian was forgiven, really, for making up details in the news, for lying. While seriously stunned that we live in a nation and in a time in which a man named Trump, whose hate speech is shocking, can win a primary in a presidential election.
I woke up hungry this morning, and began to sip water with lemon, hoping it would quench my thirst and assuage my hunger, because I am fasting today. It is Ash Wednesday, and last night I got the fat out, so I could fast today. I will be empty today; my stomach will growl; it is growling right now, as I write.
I am so hungry; aren’t you hungry? Hungry for intelligent discourse about our economy, our status as a global neighbor, and our responsibility to those who live inside our borders. Hungry for God’s vision of Shalom, of peace, of reconciliation for all of creation. Hungry for city streets to be filled with old people and young people safe and thriving (Zechariah 8.1-5.) with no more pain and no more tears (Revelation 21.1-4). Hungry for faithful people to be more humble, and less certain; to imagine God as more open, accepting and loving and less punitive and judgmental. Hungry for the lives of those on the margins to matter, for power to be diluted and shared, for love to be a force for change. I am so hungry for those of us who are the body of Christ to follow Him into the world, into spaces of solidarity with the oppressed.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Let us Pray:
Guide us, oh Great Redeemer. Bread of Heaven, feed us until we want no more.
Fill us, for like deer pant for water, our souls thirst for You and Your Reign of Peace.
Remind us, Holy One, that with You, we can serve up justice on a plate of compassion, and trouble the waters that heal the world.