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.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Words about words, FAITH
Throw away all your begging bowls at God’s door,
for I have heard the Beloved prefers sweet, threatening
shouts,
something on the order of,
“Hey Beloved, my soul is a raging volcano of love for
you!
You better start kissing me – or else!
Hafiz
(Trans. Daniel Ladinsky)
Faith means trust in God, the one who represents love,
understanding
Dignity and truth.
Thich
Nhat, Hanh (Living Buddha, Living Christ, p.12)
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Lord
how often do I come to you
begging bowl in hand
focused on all my emptiness
all my need
and fear
tentatively holding out
this emptiness
not quite trusting that
my begging cup will ever be filled
Lord
how often do I come to you
looking furtively back across my shoulder
wondering
who or what is lurking there to rob me of my happiness?
how often do I come
prepared to push people away
filled with the anger and fear of unfaith?
Lord
faith means trusting
trusting that you are big enough
trusting that you are love enough
faith means grabbing hold of your hands
and with abandon
dancing a little jig
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