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.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Where do we see God? How do we see God? In which God do we trust?
Would any seek take root if it had not believed
His promise, when God said,
“Dears I will rain. I will help you. I will turn into
warmth and effulgence
I will be the Mother I am
and let you draw from
My body
And rise, and
rise”
St.
Thomas Aquinas
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How we shape our faith
our belief
How we shape our lives
our attitudes
our feelings
our perceptions
and yes our actions
depends so greatly
upon how we view the Sacred
it depends on whether we see God in
the beauty of nature
and the cycles of death and renewal
or in the brutal ravages of nature
and in the pinched and angry faces
of those who
with passion
tell us we must turn, or burn
today O Sacred One
I choose to find you in the gentle mew of my cat
In the soft nudge of a mare’s nose
In the startling whiteness of new snow
in the love
of compassionate people
and so I will live
and hope
and
rise
thank you
for being
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