We used this table cloth last week at the commission for mission staff gathering, where we were exploring reconciliation and forgiveness. The words were written with waterproofing liquid onto the cloth, and then wine was spilt over it.
The glass was smashed
and the wine spread
Its stain took the perfect shape
of fear and sadness.
No matter how hard we tried
to get rid of it-
scrubbing with bleach
and tears –
it stayed as a memory
underneath every meal
and every drink
and every thought
until the miracle we prayed for had
or we had to throw the whole thing away.
If you cannot make it disappear
may we make it beautiful instead.