Holy Spirit,
I feel possibilities this morning,
Like I could really let go and let You…
Somehow I feel Your presence here
In a different way than before
As if…
it feels like a pregnancy,
An expectancy, an overshadowing, new-creation presence…
I can’t figure out how to put it,
But I feel like new life is hovering
Just beyond…
Our frail container we call “church”
Is like an old wineskin and
The new wine fermenting inside us
—You!—
Is getting ready to break us all wide open!