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, June 6, 2016
Sacred
Jesus doesn’t divide the world up into the common and the
sacred; he gives us eyes to see the sacred in the common.”
― Rob Bell, What We Talk About When We Talk About God: A
Special Edition
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Sacred is sometimes easy to see
mountains soaring
eagles coasting on the wind
fawns nestled in the grass
the smiles of grandchildren
it is not so easy (for me)
to find Sacred in the homeless man
crouched on the sidewalk in the shadow wealth
or in the angry rants on Facebook
it is not so easy to Sacred Presence
in that person who believes that brutality wins the day
or that accumulation of wealth
justifies the neglect of the vulnerable
it is not so easy, some mornings
to see Sacred in the mirror
but it is there
woven in and through
everything
everyone
if I only have eyes
to see
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