Grace and Peace to you.
When those who bore the ark had come to the Jordan, and the feet of the priests bearing the ark were dipped in the edge of the water, the waters flowing from above stood still…. While all Israel were crossing over on dry ground, the priests who bore the ark of the covenant of the Lord stood on dry ground in the middle of the Jordan, until the entire nation finished crossing over the Jordan.
—Joshua 3. 15-17
Even if your way is unmapped,
the road itself not yet built,
your journey is not aimless,
but always toward holiness,
toward a place that’s been prepared for you,
not farther away, but closer,
not an end, but a home.
Even when you’re there,
you will keep approaching.
Even now you are there.
All your life you are crossing over
through Red Sea Jordan
holy waters of the Womb,
leaving this world for the next,
into a life of deeper life.
Every moment, God’s water
Among the throng that thread their way
across the desert of your heart
there are priests who bear God’s presence
They won’t drop it.
When you are bearing something sacred,
barriers before you will withdraw,
but only at the moment
when you step into the flowing mystery,
into the depth of what holds you back.
While you cross over,
the bearers of the holy
will wait for you,
for all of you,
until you yourself
are part of holy land.
Copyright © Steve Garnaas-Holmes