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

Friday, December 21, 2018

look to your feet

I say that if you want to know who you are, if you are more than academically interested in that particular mystery, you could do a lot worse than look to your feet for an answer…Thus, when you wake up in the morning, called by God to be a self again, if you want to know who you are, watch your feet. Because where your feet take you, that is who you are.
Frederich Beuchner

Children of God
That is who we are


We carry divine DNA
We carry the Sacred with us

Sure, we do it poorly sometimes
Perhaps most of the time
Yes, the image is blurred

There was that one life
In which the Sacred shown through with startling clarity
That one surprising, amazing life
Which started in a manger

Amidst the hay dust
And the fumes of manure

But for the most part we struggle
To be ourselves

And yet each day, we are called
And called, and called again

To be Sacred Children
To live love
To offer compassion
To be generous
To commit random acts of grace

Our feet should carry us
Into the places where light and love are needed

Into the dark places
The dirty places

Into the painful places
The lonely places

Our feet should take us to the poor
The isolated
The hungry
The homeless
And the fearful

Oh yes, we will go other places too
To places where we can be fed, and comforted
(for we have needs too)

To our jobs, our places of worship
Our homes
But even then
Our path should be determined 
By that call

And so each day
We should watch our feet
And let love and light guide them

Into the way of peace (Luke 1, Song of Zechariah)

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