What do we do with our missing perceptions, with the ones that are diminishing, with the movement from sense-able to senseless? Beloved, what do we do with what we do not have, with the losses whose emptiness has built monuments in community, home, heart, and world? Beloved, this is a real question for all of us, for just as we must be born and just as we must die, so, too, we accrete and gather virtues and wisdom and we also lose. For all the losers, for all of us contending with diminishment, with what matters that is missing, Beloved, turn us toward one another one again with compassion, with kindness, with the wisdom made from living and the love that sets a quiet cup against our parched and yearning lips. Turn us toward one another again and awaken us to the joy that was before the loss and the joys that yet can be, simple joys such as breathing together in this moment, expansive joys like whirling in the dance though no part of this body can move, wonderful joys such as helping one another to laugh well and love well and not just mean well but do well day after day. What can we do with what is missing? Lean into the emptiness together and be prepared to be surprised by joy. Amen.