The circumcised believers who had come with Peter
were astounded that the gift of the Holy Spirit
had been poured out even on the Gentiles.
O Spirit, loosen my heart
to stop being so surprised
when you color outside my lines,
when you bless those I curse,
you embrace those I exclude,
you empower those I put down.
Starched with expectations
I’m least able to catch your wind;
cemented by certainty
the pious are least likely to catch fire.
Still, this is what you do best,
to make the incombustible
burst into glory.
May 5, 2021