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Fragile newborn tissue

Fragile newborn flesh just hours into the air of the world.
Miraculously formed in a uterus, knit together in skin and tissue, small nails, bones. Soft like marrow, a soft skull
over a young, extremely young mind. Taking in slow and wonder-made sight of new world. Just born this morning. That’s how fresh you are. Fresh to the world.
You were this once.
You were all this once.
Tiny vulnerable immune system. Lungs learning rhythm they will sustain without rest for decades now. Any germs or dirt drifting in the air nothing to adult bodies and yet potential harm, potential threat, to this young, little body.
“The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to.”
This is the frailty the divine took on. This is the damage-prone frail, the vulnerable state of body, state of mind, state of heart and soul and spirit and flesh.
I am frail. Sometimes when my eyes are crowded with people and tunnel and tube, and I am underground and air feels a long way up and out of my catch, I react in my limbs and my lungs and there is panic in my spine and my face and people have to help me get off the train and go up the stairs and the escalators and stop my fear.
I am frail when I am not resilient to the conscious, and unconscious, slings and arrows from people, whose opinions matter to me, whose love or lack of love matter to me. I am frail when I am not robust, to those things.
(And I am frail to you God, I am not robust to you).
This is the frailty the divine took on.
This is the damage-prone frail, the vulnerable state of body, state of mind, state of heart and state of soul and of spirit and of flesh.
And not just on one day, in one being, Jesus Christ, whom we call Son of God.
It is not just over one birth that ‘while mortals sleep, the angels keep / their watch of wondering love.’ It was not only in those ‘dark streets that shines the everlasting light.’ In these dark streets too. In all dark streets.
Not just on that day. Every day. And everyone. EveryBODY.
You.
Now.
The divine takes you on.
All your frail flesh.
Deity inhabits it.
Divine lights it up. Light up. You are full of God.

By Grace Cowley

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POSTED 22.12.09 BY: paulabbott | Comments (1)

One Response to “Fragile newborn tissue”

  1. On December 23rd, 2009 at 6:47 pm David Harris said:

    Grace, this is beautiful. Thanks so much. Really like this and loved your service where you read it last week.
    Merry Christmas.
    D