Welcome

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



Sunday, May 12, 2013

God's Mother Love

One of my mom’s favorite stories about me when I was really young involved she and my father coming home from a trip.  As the story goes (I have no memory of this ) I crawled into my mother’s lap and asked her  “Do you still love little boys?”
 
 of course she said
yes
 
such
is God's
mother love
for us
 
when we ask
do you love me?
still
really?
in spite of all the broken things
left behind
in spite of all the rebellion 
in spite of 
all
 
God
says
yes 
 

No comments:

Post a Comment