My friend encouraged me to write lament through this experience of worsening Fatigue. It is a positive sign that I am writing, for writing is a path to healing for me. When I cannot write, I feel truly unwell.
lament of the chronically fatigued vicar
my people are gathering
and I am not with them;
the congregation together,
I on my own
your people will join
their voices in praise,
confess our collective turning away,
receive your welcome, your grace
your servant will sigh
her stilted praises,
reaching for joy, yearning for peace,
searching for you, alone
your people will sing
the Sacred Story,
hear it, proclaim it, commit
again to enact it, together
your servant will honour
your Story, her story,
in stillness
and the small piercing silence
my place with my people
stands empty today;
though another will speak,
only I can be me
the cost – the cost!
I count, and lose;
the gift, the gift
I would claim, I would
Oh Holy One,
hear my cry!
ease my pain,
help me remember
your people, as they gather –
you are with them;
though I am absent,
you are here
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