Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Saturday, October 27, 2012

When love is there!

"When love is there, is not the treasure?
When it is not, who could blame a face that looks sad?"  Hafiz


It is interesting
is it not
that we can have so much
be so blessed
and yet be so unhappy?

"We are not an unhappy people!" you say?
look around!!!

at the anger
the fear
the grasping

people calling each other 

at people trying to decide
which candidate
which philosophy of governance
which tax laws (we really do see them as soooo important)
will benefit them
enrich them

make them happy

we seek the hidden treasure
through our greed and anger
through power

through our cars
our house
our influence
our jobs
our titles
we seek the treasure
and lash out
in frustration 
when we cannot find it
yet there it is,
right there! 
the treasure

in the hug of a friend
in the precious affection of our beloved
in the tiny tug
and toothless grin of a grandchild
in the majestic beauty of a winter day
in the wonder of God's love

when love is there
is not the treasure?


Ps 63:3-5
Because your love is better than life,
my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.  My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods;
with singing lips my mouth will praise you. 

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