I am poured out like water,
    and all my bones are out of joint.
My heart has turned to wax;
    it has melted within me.
–Psalm 22:14 (NIV)

Jesus,
on the cross,
poured out like water
bones out of joint
heart turned to wax,
feeling the agony of being
misunderstood, rejected and crucified
for being human and divine.

I can hardly relate
and yet–
the other day, when conversations
revealed my lack in so many ways,
all my bones felt out of joint
and my heart turned to wax
while I continued to listen
and participate
as if I wasn’t dying inside.

It happens daily,
sometimes two or three times a day–
another death of who I thought I was,
another rising to find I haven’t been abandoned,
another noticing of how I am held
in the long moments
in between.

Deep peace of the running wave to you
Deep peace of the flowing air to you
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Amen

Deep peace of the shining stars to you
Deep peace of the gentle night to you
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you
Amen

Deep peace of Christ, the light of the world to you
Deep peace of Christ to you.
Deep peace of Christ, the light of the world to you
Amen
–A Celtic Prayer
Watch this magnificent offering of it.

Credits and References:
“Birds on a Rainy Day” by Macomb Paynes. Used with permission.
As If I Wasn’t Dying Inside by Esther Hizsa, 2026.
“Golden Moth” by Sylvia Sassen. Used with permission.
 

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