spoke about holy disruptions
on Sunday.
We were visiting the Lutheran congregation
in Cape Town, on Strand Street.
The Eurochor had come to sing
beautiful and hope-gracious praise,
and he spoke of the angels we meet
in the strangers we face.
We have grown in the vine.
We have had our withered branches
cut off.
We have felt a promise of fruitfulness
surge through with juicy sap
and learned to be grateful
for the things that have fallen away.
A holy disruption
is necessary.
It is good to be disrupted:
to have your feathers ruffled,
to be shaken up a bit,
to see things in a new way.
When you are hurled into the sky,
it is then that
you will find your wings.
Jenneth Graser
#write31days
Day 30 Prompt - cut
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Listen to the Eurochor
