Sometimes, you start praying with pieces of yourself scattered all over the place
But as you begin to pray,
parts of you start to come together,
slowly and quietly
As you continue to pray,
your tongues gather momentum
And this time, not just your scattered parts but your mumbled thoughts begin to organize too
Broken parts of you that fell apart
during the past week begin to long
for each other
Suddenly, with a strength not of yourself,
you finally let go
You let go and let yourself finally feel your emotions
You expect yourself to come apart as you give in to your feelings
But something else happens
As you continue to pray,
A gathering starts to happen,
As in the valley of dry bones
Only that the noise you hear is not of mismatched bones rubbing against each other
But of a coming together
A reunion, even
The all-over-the-place weight you carried
these past few days rush to gather together
and quickly, they become a heaviness in your heart,
A heaviness that causes you
to bend over and pray harder,
Releasing pent up emotions you didn’t realize was welled up inside you
Little wonder you find yourself crying…
finally
When you finish praying,
A cleansing washes over you
When you stand up,
A peace settles around you
You look around and feel different
You check yourself and feel sutured up
You don’t know how it happened
but now that you think of it,
You feel whole again…
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