Running away

Genesis 16:7-8
The angel of the Lord found her by a spring of water in the wilderness, the spring on the way to Shur. And he said, “Hagar, slave-girl of Sarai, where have you come from and where are you going?”...

Where have you come from?

And where are you going?

And what about this moment?

What, in this encounter, might make sense

of what has gone before

not explaining

not diminishing

but simply holding

the cup that has passed.

And what might enable

the unpacking of insight

unconsciously accumulated along the way

to bear witness to the future?

What vessel

might withstand

the anguish

and the searching

the sifting through

of hurt and disillusionment 

and be able

not only to hold

but contain

and in the containing

create space

for wisdom

to emerge?

What might hold

the tears and the rage

that will chart a course

to the healing and wholeness

that seems so remote at present

yet remains

a dream worth pursuing?
Where have you come from?
And where are you going?
And where, along the way, 
have you encountered
the disturbing Spirit of God?