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

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Hitting the Wall

We, like Jesus
himself, have to let go of who we think we are, and who we think we need to be.
“Dying at 30? I am just getting started!” he must have thought. We have to let
go of the passing names by which we have tried to name ourselves and become the
“naked self before the naked God.” That will always feel like dying, because we
are so attached to our passing names and identities. Your bare, undecorated self
is already and forever the beloved child of God. When you can rest there, you
will begin to share in the universal Christ consciousness, the very “mind of
Christ” (1 Corinthians 2:16 [2]).

Richard Rohr
____________________________________________________ Oh Lord Someone who shall go unnamed hit the wall last night wham slam
its been a summer when it all piled up
visitors (lovely daughters whom I love)
events (Chief Joseph Days)
work (the triennial state site visit) crises (two suicidal people in two days) church (who would have known Acts would be such a challenge in terms of preaching?)
 in short too much
not enough me and still more requests coming in
more things
that I must do
well of course it must be me Lord!
who else?
sometimes we have to let go of who we think we are, and who we think we need to be
dying at 62?
Ok I am not just getting started!
but perhaps Lord
there are lessons to be learned yet 

about sitting on the porch
sipping a cup of coffee
letting go
last night I hit the wall

and Lord I know
that the answer is not to work harder
(that is the letting go part)
but to sit
and abide
and be
and find others to help
ah yes
I need to say it again
If only for myself

Those that wait in the Lord shall renew their strength

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