Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

A serious thing

“it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.”
                                           Mary Oliver, Red Bird

It is a serious thing to be alive
To walk in the frigid air
And feel the snow crunch beneath my feet

A serious thing to watch happy dog
Do the “I found a stick dance”

It is a serious thing to breathe the freshness
Watch the sunrise
Follow the flight of the raptor soar
Raise up one’s eyes to the mountains

It is a serious thing
to carry
through this beauty
so much ugliness

anger at one who lies, and hates
who divides and bullies

anger at those who would steal from the poor
to give to the rich

despair that those who say they follow Jesus
should blindly and passionately support behaviors,
words, legislation, budgets
that violate the way of Jesus

confusion, about how people can go into Advent and Christmas
singing about the one who came and comes
celebrating love, joy, hope, and peace
and yet be committed to people and policies
which are cruel, and rob people of joy, hope, and peace
and perhaps
even life

how can such a beautiful world be so broken?
And how do I contain both the beauty
And the brokness

Without losing the beauty in the brokenness?

How do all of
Carry the life in the brokenness?

Sometimes we are silent
Sometimes we speak
Sometimes we are angry
Sometimes we are patient
Sometimes we act
Sometimes we wait

But always we listen to the Sacred
We give the sacred the room to move
Deep within our soul

Always we stay connected

Always we carry, as best we can the Sacred with us
And always

We are present
To the small ones

In that way
We might just

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