I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Peace
As the lungs remember to breathe, even when we sleep
the spirit keeps us alive through
the dream of our will
Mark Nepo, "The Book of Awakening"
"Peace depends on whether we fight
or ride
the stream"
Mark Nepo
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Sometimes Lord
life is a struggle
Sometimes, it seems as if nothing goes right
as if all is chaos
confusion
disintegration
life feels like trying
to claw one's way
up the stream
against a current
of hate and fear and remorse
a current of failure
and regret
that is simply too powerful
and soon Lord
I am exhausted
I have tried too hard
too long
I have fought
and struggled
and I am still in
the
same
place
but sometimes Lord
I am moving
changing
growing
I am moving through life
watching the
beauty as it unfolds around me
funny how those moments
are those when
I stop
and trust
that the powerful
flow of your Spirit
will carry me
to
safety
peace
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