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, November 24, 2015
All in the family
I am a guest here, charged with serving other
guests – even those who present themselves as my enemies. I am allowed to resist them, but as long as I
trust in one God who made us all, I cannot act as if they are no kin to me
Barbara
Brown Taylor, An Altar in the World
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it was a trying, tiring day
I got hooked again by a politician who seems to
embody
Everything I consider evil
I was surrounded by “idiots” on the airplane
(they weren’t really idiots but in my altered
state…)
I was surrounded by people,
and news, that seemed to reflect the worst of
humanity
“I don’t want these people on MY earth” I declared
However
I am but a guest
and am truly only passing through
and while here Sacred Presence impels me
(much against my better judgment)
to serve those around me
The Donalds
The rude
The haters
The judgmental
The fearful
I may not like them
but I am charged with loving them
I must remember
that I too
can hate and be rude,
I can be judgmental,
and yes,
there are times I am very afraid
and, they are after all,
kin
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