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Lord, we came well prepared:

All those spices, 80 pounds, all mixed with oil.

But you weren’t there any more.

No dead body to tend and anoint.

Now what do we do?

 

Lord, we come well prepared:

Our hopes and plans, our dreams and ambitions.

But you weren’t there where we expected to find you.

If there was a death, we hadn’t noticed.

Now what do we do?

 

Lord, we come empty,

Not knowing, not certain.

Fill us with your desire, your love, your compassion.

And the soft breath of your Spirit, nudging.

Ready for what you want us to do.

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