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We: the Collective Waters


A Liturgy for the Remembrance of Baptism


From the chaotic waters of creation

To the tumultuous seas of the unknown


Down the gutters of the streets

And from the guttural cries of our heart


In all of its forms, water is sacred, holy, and good.

The very essence stands as a biblical reminder

of Love and of Grace, of Mercy and of Strength,

Of Life, Of Growth, Of Tomorrow and of Today.


It pours down from the heavens in uncontrollable streams.

In thunder the voices of the margins cry out.

In lightning the reality of the moment is shown.

In the winds we are pushed to new understandings.

In the storm God moves with us, nudges us, reminds us

Not of the Kingdom of harm, but of the Kin-dom of Humanity.


The still and quiet waters of baptism call us close.

Settling qualms and disdains.

Proving that Misphat, righteous justice, is possible.

These still and quiet waters… urge us to move.

These still and quiet waters… encourage us to speak

These still and quiet waters… implore us to act with steadfast justice

halting oppression, upending systems, deconstructing toxic theological waste.


We are called to this water, because we too are a living, breathing, and flowing people

We are the collective waters of new creation.

We are the bond shaking waters of liberation.

We are the soothing waters of healing balm


Despite all that has been spoken over us, told to us, or said about us, Whenever we come together,

We become the river of justice.

We become the ever flowing stream.

We become the beautiful waters of new creation.


Let it be so.


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