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.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Inner Fire
The Soul hovers like a sun within:
burning its way out
without ever leaving center.
We call this – the burning out – passion
Mark Nepo
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O Lord
sometimes it is difficult to get out of bed
difficult to get dressed
difficult to get in the car and drive to work
some mornings
I have nothing in my head
Nothing in my heart
I am just not “into it”
I look at a passage a scripture
and nothing comes
nothing stirs
so often
when I am in this place
it go outside to play
I think
foolish one that I am
that I must create the passion I am missing
that I must talk to people
do meaningful things
read good books
and if I do
it will come
passion
but I would be wrong, O God
for the seed of the sacred is within
and I must first
go inside
to the inner fire of your presence
and let your
love and power
swell
and rise
and burn their way out
into my frozen day
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