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.
Friday, June 10, 2016
Knowing God
You cannot learn about love
Love appears on the wings of grace
Rumi
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I love books
In my house there are books everywhere
stately hardbounds
tattered paperbacks
on shelves
in piles on my desk
on nightstands
in closets
new books
old books
classics
and yes, mysteries
philosophy
psychology
and theology abound
these are my friends
my instructors
my wise mentors
and yet
some things cannot come out of a book
(as much as it pains me to say it)
God, is not found in a book
We can learn some things about God
in a book
although we are gifted at getting it wrong
but we cannot learn to know God
through a book
we learn to know God
through a baby’s smile
a flower in spring
a doe in the meadow
an eagle on the wing
we only learn about love
when we experience it
when we are treated with compassion
and forgiven
even when we haven’t “earned” it
we learn about love when we are seen as beautiful
and witty, and wise.
even when we aren’t
when that love comes from God
its called grace
and when we know grace
we know God
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