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

Saturday, December 8, 2018


Perhaps it was always there
That dark beast lurking in the depth of our souls

but now essential selfishness has been released,
and roams like a wild animal freed from its cage

savaging us
ripping apart our souls
taking away our essential self
devouring the divinity that once was part of us

until we are different creatures
no longer able to see the people the front of us
with the eyes of compassion
no longer able to look beyond ourselves

this lurking beast constrains our hearts

We look dispassionately at those struggling toward our border
Something has been lost

We cannot feel with the heart, or see with the eyes of the other
The beast refuses let us experience the pounding note that plays in other heads
as they run from all they have ever known
fleeing into the unknown,
to here,
to be met with a closed border,
a wall,
a fist,
a finger,
a canister of tear gas.

To be met with indifference
Or worse, enmity

We cannot feel the panic of the child
The pain of the mother, holding her baby close
The agony of the young woman, who has endured rape and violences
To make it to this place
The helplessness of the father, unable to protect

We can only see
brown and somewhat dirty bodies
And dark eyes

A threat, a menace

We cannot see that these are children of God
By the one who is love

Perhaps it has always been this way
Stories of such moments abound
Adam looking furtively over his shoulder
Abraham headed from the known to the unknown
Tired refugees, seeking a promised land
A baby named Jesus, fleeing with his parents to a distant land

While other children die, in the village they left behind

But this is now
And this is our story
This is our moment

O God who is love
Awaken in us the Spirit
Awaken in us love

Help us conquer this savagery that denies
Our Divine Inheritance

Help us to open our eyes, our hearts
Our arms
To welcome those who come
To welcome you, as you come

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