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.
Sunday, October 14, 2018
the Great ones
" The great do
not regard themselves;
look not for
godliness
... in a
self-conceited man.
Eminence does not
consist in
... outward show and
vaunting words, ...
nor dignity in
hauteur and pretension. "
- Shaykh Sa'adi Shirazi
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where do we find
the great ones?
the ones who
touch hearts and souls
and carry others
through the terrors of this world?
look not to the
corner office
nor the pulpit
look not to the
capital building or the White House (especially not there)
look not to those
who preen and boast
who stand in
front of thousands
preaching or
ranting
nor to the ones
who wear the accessories of success
and gather all
things to themselves
look instead to
the half way house
the homeless
shelter
look to the
classroom
and that dank
kitchen in the basement of an old church building
look at the bent
body, in the veteran’s hat
at the
grandmother shepherding her grandchildren
look in the
places where the “least of these” are served
and look toward
the quiet ones who humbly attend
with compassion
and kindness
with acceptance
and encouragement
with love
look for those,
not with shiny gold veneers
but for those
with deep souls
who reach out
their hands to
the lost, the
poor
the ill, the
agitated
the dirty, the
ragged
the addicted
the immigrant
look to those who
reach out to the vulnerable ones of this world
and in doing so
touch God
for to such
belong the Kingdom
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