{"id":1598,"date":"2013-10-16T14:42:20","date_gmt":"2013-10-16T18:42:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oshetablogs.wordpress.com\/?p=1598"},"modified":"2013-10-16T14:42:20","modified_gmt":"2013-10-16T18:42:20","slug":"i-speak-your-name-a-celebration-of-freedom-and-faith-day-15-of-finding-my-tribe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/shalominthecity\/2013\/10\/i-speak-your-name-a-celebration-of-freedom-and-faith-day-15-of-finding-my-tribe\/","title":{"rendered":"I Speak Your Name: A Celebration of Freedom and Faith (Day 15 of Finding My Tribe)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

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Today\u2019s post, part two of my Legend\u2019s Ball<\/a> is a poem loosely based on \u201cWe Speak Your Names\u201d my Pearl Cleage.\u00a0 Cleage wrote this piece for Oprah\u2019s Legend\u2019s Ball to celebrate the Legends whose lives influenced the \u201cYoung-uns\u201d in the room.<\/p>\n<\/iframe>\nWhen I think about my renewed picture of God, I think about late mornings reading and praying at the City Park Peristyle. After moving to New Orleans, I felt so alone and unwanted.\u00a0 I was surrounded by so many Christians, and even though I loved Jesus and believed all the things they did, I was the outcast. Even though I did what they all told me and chose to not abort my son, I had to live in community with them as the spiritual pariah\u2014the unmarried and pregnant girl. So every day I would fill up a water bottle of sweet tea, grab my bible and journal, pack up my boombox, and sit on these steps.\u00a0 At first Jesus was too scary to approach, so I found the women in the Bible with whom I could relate.\u00a0 I found the pregnant Mary, mother of Jesus, I found the woman at the well, Martha who got life from her doing all the right things, and a few others.<\/p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/peristyle.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1599 aligncenter\" alt=\"peristyle\" src=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/peristyle.jpg\" width=\"400\" height=\"266\"><\/a><\/p>\nToday\u2019s post is a poem inspired by those women and those mornings.<\/p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/1-autumn-tabletop.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1601 aligncenter\" alt=\"1-autumn-tabletop\" src=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/1-autumn-tabletop.jpg\" width=\"630\" height=\"485\"><\/a><\/p>\nI Speak Your Name: A Celebration of Freedom and Faith<\/strong><\/p>\nMy sisters, I gather you here today because I am your daughter.\u00a0 I am your daughter, your sister, a fellow disciple, \u00a0and friend.\u00a0 Today, I speak your names with thanksgiving.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\nAs surely as some of you never thought you\u2019d bear children or become respectable grandmothers to sweaty, smiley, gritty little children, you became my mothers in the faith.\u00a0 Today, I speak your names with love<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\nYour examples gave me joy! \u00a0Jesus was incredibly accessible to every one of you. He embodied love and invited you to come and be known and you said \u201cyes\u201d.\u00a0 I speak your names with joy today.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\nIf I were to invite you all to come and celebrate this freedom from shame with me, I\u2019d pour canning jars of spicy apple cider and arrange bouquets of sunflowers on rustic tables among the maple trees.\u00a0 Then I\u2019d put on my Converse with my favorite pair of skinny jeans\u2014 the ones that don\u2019t need a belt and slide effortlessly around my curves.\u00a0 Not because it\u2019s cool, but because it\u2019s comforting.<\/em><\/p>\nBecause y\u2019all don\u2019t expect ball gowns and diamonds\u2014there is no need for formalities among Sisters in Christ.\u00a0 And that is who you became to me, on those\u00a0 concrete New Orleans steps between the lions.\u00a0 My Sisters.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\nAnd so, I sit here at the table surrounded by my Legends, the bridges between my shame and my Savior.\u00a0 The girls of grace who saw and touched, who spoke to and walked alongside, who kissed and anointed the feet our Jesus. Our Messiah.\u00a0 Our Lord. Son of Man, the fullness of God.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\nYou walked the hard road, you asked the hard questions, you stood up under hard scrutiny and you became indestructible, like the diamonds you deserve\u2014 like the diamonds you are.\u00a0 So I speak your names because they spoke to me.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\nI speak your name because they helped me speak His name. When I was afraid and doubted his goodness, your Jesus stories gave me courage to once again, whisper his powerful the name above all names.<\/em><\/p>\nJesus.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\nI speak your name and I raise my glass to you.<\/em><\/p>\nMary, mother of Jesus, I speak your name.<\/b>\u00a0 Our Lord was with you. Even in your womb<\/em> Jesus\u2019 presence was so powerful. His peace gave you to courage to carry him with a selfless, servant\u2019s heart. You did not give into fear but gave yourself to God.\u00a0 I speak your name for the essential character of God\u00a0 revealed to us in your pregnancy : Just to be close to us, God will risk<\/strong>. Entrusting himself to your fragile, human womb God showed us how desperately he wants to touch and be touched by his creation. So thank you my friend, for I no longer question God\u2019s presence or desire to be near me.\u00a0 <\/b><\/em><\/p>\nSamaritan Woman at the well, I speak your name<\/b>.\u00a0\u00a0 You and I share scandalous births.\u00a0 You\u2014a Samaritan.\u00a0 Me\u2014a product of an affair.\u00a0 We also share tragic pasts with men that forced us to run in shame.\u00a0 I ran to the Big Easy.\u00a0 You ran to the well in the middle of the day, when no one else would have drawn water. \u00a0\u00a0I speak your name because you asked Jesus hard questions.\u00a0 Does he not see my sinful past? \u00a0Does he not know it\u2019s improper to sit and talk to a woman? Let alone a woman of questionable birth? Let along a woman with a questionable past? I wondered that too. \n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0I speak your name because you were thirsty and asked for Jesus to quench your thirst.\u00a0 I speak your name because you wielded the power of story beautifully, turning your whole town upside down with your testimony.\u00a0 So thank you my friend, for I no longer question God\u2019s ability to see me fully, love me completely, and use me powerfully<\/b>.<\/em><\/p>\nWoman with the Issue of Blood, I speak your name.<\/b>\u00a0 You showed me that God is safe enough to trust with my brokenness and close enough reach out for my healing.\u00a0 Your faith has saved you and inspired me.\u00a0 So thank you my friend, for I no longer question if God is for me and if God can restore me?<\/b><\/em><\/p>\n\u00a0<\/b><\/em><\/p>\nMartha, sister of Mary, I speak your name<\/b>.\u00a0 You, like me get life from what you can do\u2014even though Jesus just asks us sit down with him for a while. Just be! But, you carried on about all that needs to be done. Your bustling and bemoaning, being judgy towards your sister, and a little sassy to the Savior gave me hope.\u00a0 I got you, just like I think you\u2019d get me.\u00a0 And yet, our Jesus was so patient with you.\u00a0 \u201cMartha, Martha\u201d he said. \u00a0\u00a0So thank you, my friend, for I no longer question if God will lose his temper with my imperfections.<\/b><\/em><\/p>\nWoman who loved Jesus well, I speak your name<\/b>.\u00a0 You were a sinner by all accounts yet you did not let your sin prevent you from worshiping Jesus truly and lavishly. You were courageous, almost headstrong my sister and I loved it.\u00a0 When you cried and let down your hair as an intimate act of worship towards Jesus, you taught me that Jesus only wants us.\u00a0 You. Me.\u00a0 His creation.\u00a0 He wants us, in whatever state we find ourselves.\u00a0 Our authentic worship is a fragrant offering, more remarkable and lingering than your alabaster box.\u00a0 Your beautifully brazen act sparked my favorite teaching from Jesus on forgiveness.\u00a0 And I cry just thinking about our Savior\u2019s profound words, \u201cT<a href=\"http:\/\/biblehub.com\/luke\/7-47.htm\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\">herefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven\u2014as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.\u201d <\/a>\u00a0 My sister, I have sinned much and I\u2019ve been forgiven much and I love our Jesus so, so very much.\u00a0\u00a0 So thank you, my friend, for I know without a shadow of doubt our God sees me, not my mistakes.\u00a0 Me.<\/b><\/em><\/p>\nJesus, I speak your name. \u00a0I speak your name with a trembling stutter.\u00a0 I speak your name in a hush of reverence.\u00a0 I speak your name from full supple lips no longer parched, but satisfied by the Living Water.\u00a0 I speak your name \u201cRabboni\u201d and I want to stay covered in your dust. I speak your name, Son of God who sees me.\u00a0 I speak your name, Restorer of my innocence.\u00a0 I speak your name, Patience and Loving-Kindness. \n<\/b><\/em><\/p>\nI speak your name because you first spoke mine.\u00a0 <\/b><\/em><\/p>\nAnd I hope to never forget those burning hot steps or the bottle of sweet tea or the tinny worship music from my boombox.\u00a0 But I know I will never forget the love seared into my soul or the sweetness of the presence of our Lord after months of swear words and wrestling. I\u2019ll never forget your robust worship from Scriptures, my Legends. <\/em><\/p>\nI will never forget the perfect picture of love I learned from my Jesus and his daughters.<\/strong> \n<\/em><\/p>\nMy tribe and My Lord.<\/em><\/p>\nI speak your names.<\/em><\/p>\nI speak your names.<\/em><\/p>\nSpeaking the Names with Joy,<\/p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/08\/signature1.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1096\" alt=\"signature\" src=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/08\/signature1.jpg\" width=\"153\" height=\"64\"><\/a><\/p>\nP.S.<\/p>\nIf you want to know more about these amazing Legends in the faith.\u00a0 This series by Pastor Jonathan Martin is AMAZING!\u00a0 Check it out:<\/p>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/renovatuschurch.com\/media.php?pageID=5\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1600 aligncenter\" alt=\"seen\" src=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/seen.jpg\" width=\"640\" height=\"361\"><\/a><\/p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/speaknamebutton.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1606\" alt=\"speaknamebutton\" src=\"https:\/\/oshetablogs.files.wordpress.com\/2013\/10\/speaknamebutton.jpg\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\"><\/a><\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Today\u2019s post, part two of my Legend\u2019s Ball is a poem loosely based on \u201cWe Speak Your Names\u201d my Pearl Cleage.\u00a0 Cleage wrote this piece for Oprah\u2019s Legend\u2019s Ball to celebrate the Legends whose lives influenced the \u201cYoung-uns\u201d in the room. 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