Tamer of chaos, evoker of chaos,
We are confounded by cycles of order and dis-order
delivered by your hand.
The waters are separated
into masses for continents,
into passages for escaping.
The waters converge
to purge and destroy,
to heal and deliver.
One we experience as violence,
the other as survival.
Which is which,
we do not always know.
You are in both,
as we have experienced you in our image
and all we know of survival is violence.
Or so we have been told.
Call us to dream anew,
to tear down our structures that seek to overcome the chaos,
that weigh heavy on those that challenge our constructions of order.
Let us tear down the scaffolding
that we might not just recreate the old order.
Confuse our language
so that the only building we may achieve
will come with hand-over-hand learning-
in the clay for brick,
in the dirt for gardens,
in the mud for pies.
Do this until we realize
that the only things that are real
are the things we have built,
and the only reason they are real
is because we have built them.
Help us know that we can build better
(that some others have and do build better).
But first we must un-realize.
In this you have begun a good work in us
in regard to constructions of gender and sexuality.
Continue this good work-in us and through us.
Let us un-realize constructions of money,
worth,
authority,
individuality,
goodness,
security,
family, and, especially,
in our constructions of You.
PRAYER SUBMITTED BY:
ALEX COMPTON (he/him, they/them)
MCC Binghamton
