Friday, June 29, 2007

Dear God,

Our next door neighbor is readying for a rally to impeach our president. The second year in a row she has planned a march while our president was here vacationing. Today she and her husband brought in tables and chairs, a loud speaking system, a yellow van with a colorful wheel illustrating a pie chart of where American money is being spent, and port-a-pot potties. Thank goodness the latter is on the other side of her house. Those neighbors are out of town.

Middle age hippie types, boomers like me (well, not really like me) will gather to camp out on her property, eat a meal, conduct a pep rally, sing songs and make themselves ready for the protest march tomorrow. I'm not sure I'm up to it, but figure it is a celebration of democracy that they are able to do it. Our other neighbors are not happy at all, wondering what this could erupt into, right here on our little Pleasant Street.

Trusting in you for every condition under the sun is the only way to live this life. Knowing you have a hand in all things, in some way or another gives me comfort, instills within me the need to remain close. My values and beliefs will flow naturally out of this closeness and I will be a person of peace, your great desire for the whole of creation. Sounds beautiful, but not always an easy thing to do. I'm learning, I'm learning.

Let no harm
come to those
who oppose our nation's leadership.
Teach us the way
of peace.
Help us realize
that your plan for peace
will be for all,
not just for some.
Let no injury
come to those
who oppose
an opposing group
crying out for impeachment.
Teach us the way
of compassion,
the skills of negotiation,
an understanding
of opposing views.
I stand in the middle,
at an intersection
reflecting upon my own words
as I watch
outside my dining room window
this plan unfold.
Lead me, Lord,
lead me.

Love, Andrea