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.
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Dour Servants of God, Loosen up!
What is the difference
Between your experience of Existence
And that of a saint?
The saint knows
That the spiritual path
Is a sublime chess game with God
And that the Beloved
Has just made such a Fantastic Move
That the saint is now continually
Tripping over Joy
And bursting out in Laughter
And saying, “I Surrender!”
Whereas, my dear,
I am afraid you still think
You have a thousand serious moves.”
Hāfez,
I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy
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loosen up
O
dour servants of God
the frozen chosen
those whose heads are full of rules
and rights and wrongs
busy sorting and judging
those who see a “war” on their faith
everywhere they look
and are convinced
that without them God will not survive
there are no moves left
that need to be made
the Dancing God
is joyfully present
in babies and carpenters
in saints and sinners
in you and I
pulling us into the vortex of
swirling love
irresistible and irrational
grace full
dragging us into joy
so that
we are too busy
laughing
to take ourselves seriously
anymore
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