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, July 14, 2016
Where we find the Sacred
“The sacred is discovered in what moves and touches us, in
what makes us tremble.”
Sam
Keen
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we look for Sacred
in think
in all the wrong places
in moments of ecstasy
powerful words
and mighty acts
in spires
and stained glass
songs of praise
and powerful words
it is not that Sacred is not to be found here
but in these things
Sacred is trapped
By our expectations
our desires
our perceptions
and is often lost
and we are left with only our pale and weak caricature
of the Divine
Sacred is to be found
in blood on the sidewalk
in the tears in a mother’s eyes
and in the emptiness in the face of one numbed by violence
Sacred is to found in the despair of the oppressed
in the hopelessness of the homeless man
curled in a doorway
it is to be found in the empty stare of the alcoholic
and in the lingering fear and pain of the woman
who has been assaulted
Sacred is found most powerfully
in the places we least expect it
in the people we least expect it
that is just the way Sacred works
it is in the darkness
in the lower places
that our hearts are opened
only when we have allowed our hearts to be troubled
can we hear the sacred say
you need not let your hearts be troubled
neither do they need to be afraid
for now
you will find
my
peace
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