Closing prayer for
Columbia Theological Seminary's
Alumni/ae Luncheon
O God, we know that
nostalgia plants glory
in the past, convincing us
that dragging ourselves
from the present,
back toward yesterday,
is the only hope our future
could possibly hold.
We also know that
such rearward focus
precludes the possibility
that you could, in any way,
bring a new gift to bear
that is capable of
holding a candle
to our sepia memories.
But when history bubbles
from the bottom up,
where nostalgia is outed
as a suffocating blanket
of oppressive violence,
hope becomes a future
toward which you
are dreaming us.
Dream on, O God.
Dream until
your dreams come true!
Amen.
© 2015
Todd Jenkins
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