For Linda and Mike Hall on the 10th
anniversary of their ordination to the Diaconate
There was a
change.
It was an electric charge we felt
there, above us
subtle as a breeze.
There was a spark
as it came upon you,
with anointed hands
laid upon your heads.
It kindled a flame
among the husks
and tinder
of former lives.
Everything in you that was not needed
was shed
to embrace that one holy moment
when the veil—
that ephemeral barrier
between us and them—
was lifted,
and heaven
drew close.
In that moment
the ground at your feet
was sacred as Sinai.
In that moment,
the earth and all its promises
fled.
What happened there
before the altar
was fire. We saw it
as it shook its wings
and spread.
--JAMIE PARSLEY
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