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Arthur Darby Nock

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And every common bush afire with God;
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The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning



Saturday, November 2, 2013

God's Child

“The Water said to the dirty one, “Come here.”
The dirty one said, “I am too ashamed.”
The water replied, “How will your shame be washed away without me?”
― Rumi

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Ah Lord
we walk through life
carrying with us what we believe
to be our shame

we go through each day
thinking we are not enough

we look at the rules
that we have made all too important

rules for living
for loving
rules we think are the key
to knowing you

we picture ourselves smudged
wrinkled
beings
unsavory
unlovable

we look in the mirror
and we see
an object of horror

but you Lord
have other eyes

you look at us and say
simply

how beautiful you are
my
child






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