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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, February 23, 2019

wake up


With
passion pray
with passion make love,

with
passion work,
with passion eat and drink
and dance and
play

Why look
like a dead fish

in
this ocean
of

G
o
d
.

Rumi (The Subject Tonight Is Love, Trans. Ladinsky)
___________________

Perhaps the problem
is not
that our theology is wrong,
or our litany is tired

Perhaps the issue is not our music
which is either old
and sometimes tiresome

or new
and repetitive and shallow

Perhaps the problem
is not

perhaps the problem is
that we have lost our passion
for God
for justice
for equity

perhaps we have lost our passion
not just for God
and the Sacred way

but
for people

those people who surround us
the poor, the hungry
the homeless

the family fleeing
oppression and death

the person who is addicted
and the one
who is mentally ill

the one who struggles
the one who has failed

We cannot have passion for God
without passion for people

for each person is
a
child
of
God

each person carries divine presence
the Sacred looks out
through every set of eyes

no passion for people
is perhaps
a symptom, more than an illness

if we love God with passion
we will inevitably love others
as
ourselves

so wake up
children of God
wake up to passion
wake up to God
and
with passion
live this new day

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