A Favor of Grace
Bereft, we came to Troy looking
For a woman priest we’d heard about.
Only to find a staggering change of perspective
In a journey that leaves behind more than patriarchy.
Yearning, we came looking to see what inclusion looks like
On this earth, in this church.
Only to uncover ourselves included in
A melding of human and divine in the here and now and soon to come.
Searching, we came looking for a breath of fresh air
To approach God with fewer shoulds.
Only to be swaddled and challenged by a Creator
We came with yearning, decades old
And fatigue beyond the gripes of shattered hope.
Only to be immersed and refreshed in running waters,
Flooded with the Favor of Grace.