Lent 33 - Carved out of God

“I repent me of the ignorance wherein I ever said that God made man out of nothing: there is no nothing out of which to make anything; God is all in all, and he made us out of himself.”

George MacDonald

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the earth is solid

as I stand

gazing at the mountain

shining white against blue

this earth is more rock than dirt

harsh debris carved out of the heart

of the land

by ice

and left

sand and stone to be reclaimed

slowly

by grass and trees

now the trees soar against the sky

and the grass gently waves

as the wind caresses it

Oregon grape

Weed like crawls its way among the sand

and gravel and boulders

tough and resilient

in unforgiving land

it is easy to see the hand of the creator

the presence of the sacred

in these primitive elements

so harsh and yet beautiful

their very essence is sacred

the heart of God

so too this one

fragile and imperfect

so too this one

questioning and tired

I am made

of the stuff of earth and heaven

I am carved out of the sacred

I participate in

the substance

of the 

divine