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, March 17, 2017
Believe in Something
The universe I always speaking to us
Sending us little messages,
Coincidences and serendipities
Reminding us to stop, to look around
To believe in something else,
Something more
Nancy
Thayer
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I am sometimes
In the desert
Brittle and cracked
Dry
Surrounded by hot red earth and rocks
It feels as if there is no way out
No solution
What am I supposed to do?
Get water from a stone?
But Sacred touch happens (Exodus 17)
And waters gush
Fresh and clear
Life giving
Even from the very rocks
Of fear and anger
Hate and selfishness and greed
Ah, the touches of Sacred along the way
Mountains touched by morning sun
Puppy enthusiasms
The taste of coffee on the tongue
The smile of one treasured
the dawning of understanding
in the eyes of one so long confused
the desert is profound
and there are rocks everywhere
but still
the water flows
Sacred touch abounds
God does crazy things
For
Even the undeserving
For even me
Its just the way God
IS
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