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.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
The art of Transfiguration
Spirituality is art of transfiguration
John
O’Donohue, Anam Cara, p. 57
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Ah, so many people
who say they stand on sacred space
so many people who claim
to know the mind of God
who pound a book of versus
and throw its words like missiles
at the hearts and souls of others
so many people who judge and condemn
who strive do what they cannot do
what no one can do
exclude other’s from the love of God
so many people who spout hate
and then rigid, cold, passionless
hateful, harsh people
exalt themselves as God’s saviors
I think they have it wrong
perhaps the sacred place
is on the street with the homeless
in line at the soup kitchen
perhaps the one who stands for God
is the one who feeds the hungry
clothes the naked
welcomes the refugee
comforts the afflicted
Perhaps the one who stand for God
is the one who is
accepting, compassionate
generous, inclusive
perhaps those who have it right
are those who know that they are saved
made open
inclusive
compassionate
accepting
passionate
loving
by Sacred Presence, by Spirit
indwelling
Perhaps the ones who have it right know
Know
that they do not need to stand up for God
(for God can take care of God)
but that they need to stand with God
in the midst of a hurting
humanity
and thus all
are lifted up
transfiguration
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