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, February 1, 2018
God's Classroom
We have all come to the right place.
We all sit in God’s classroom.
Now,
The only thing left for us to do, my dear,
Is to stop
Throwing spitballs for a while.
Hafiz
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we are all people needing to learn
men who are in important places, merely boys, or at worst
adolescents
women who are still little girls
childishly we taunt and tease
we gather in cliques,
and sometimes we bully
we are scrambling, scrambling
to figure out who were are,
what we are doing
and why we are doing it
we are incurably self-centered
and so our world is in chaos
as we blunder through life
throwing
spitballs
perhaps it is time again for me
time again for you
time again for all of us
to stop
breathe
and pay attention to the Teacher
the Sacred lessons are found everywhere
in the laughter of the true children
in the rising of the sun,
the beauty of deer
the affection of cats and dogs
they are found in those people
who listen, and care
who accept others
who give gifts of love and compassion
we are in the right place
we all sit in God’s classroom
may the lessons
begin
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