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.
Monday, December 14, 2015
Birthing God
What lies behind us
and what lies before us
are tiny matters
compared to
what lies within us
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Every moment
we have a choice
every moment we make a choice
about what will drive us
what will control us
will we be defined by the past,
with the steps already taken?
or will we be controlled by the futures we hopefully
or fearfully envisioned?
there is a middle way
to be
shaped
defined
moved
by that which is at
the center of our souls
by the seed of the sacred
which simply lurks within us
waiting for us to nourish it
and let it grow,
this little seed of the Spirit
waiting to be born
like Mary
we are pregnant with the sacred
and each day
our task is to allow this seed to flourish
and to bring it to birth
we are the carriers
of
life
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