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, April 27, 2014
A prayer of confession, and hope
It should be obvious. For new wine we will have to have new
wineskins. Until you have new wineskins –
a new social order – it doesn’t make a bit of difference to teach people “thou
shalt not steal” and “Thou shalt not be greedy.” Our system is set up on the assumption that
greed on the top will “trickle down” to the poor on the bottom…
Richard
Rohr
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New wine skins
new wine
I would love to believe
I am a “new skin” in which
the new wine of grace and love
sloshes freely
happily fermenting
bubbling
becoming powerful and alive
but alas
I may be more patched than new
Ah yes, there are ways in which
The intoxicating power of the Spirit
has made me new
but alas
there are old ways
old thoughts
old behaviors
I hang on to still
and so quite frankly
O Sacred one
there are places I am dry and cracked
I leak
touch me oh Spirit with the gentle
hands of love
soften me
remake me
give me love for those I struggle to love
give me compassion for those who anger me
turn the old world order upside down
in me
in this heart
that I may truly carry
the new wine
of
grace
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