My Psalm 150

Ps 150: 1, 6 

Praise God in his sanctuary;

praise him in his mighty heavens...

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.

Inhale. Follow the breath

Deep into the inmost sanctuary

Anchored above the firmament

And exhort the angels.

Exhale. Release the future

In remembrance of each exodus

Each restoration, ascension and Pentecost

Knowing there’s always more.

Inhale. Gather strength

To trumpet blast the news of wellness--

To make the entire world our amphitheater.

Blow! Fill the whole register with eschatological noise.

Let every rhythmic breath anticipate that one.