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Elizabeth Browning



Monday, April 27, 2020

mother love


Look how the Creator in the form of a mother
or a father can love the created, the child,
even more than themselves…

Could God care for the created more than God
cares for the Sacred self?
                                                   Hafiz

See what great love God has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!
                                                   I John
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As I wake on this Sunday morning
Nothing is normal

There is no gathering of my “beloved community” ahead
There no smiles to share
Or hugs to be given

The news is dire
The numbers of deaths accelerating
The economy staggering

The articles, grabbing hold of worst case stories
Are terrifying

And people are afraid… if not for themselves
Than for others
Those who are beloved
Those who are vulnerable

In this time of great uncertainty,
in this time of loss, and grief,
for the losses and grief are real,

in this time when nothing is normal
these words
of all words in the scriptures
echo in my head

BE NOT AFRAID

my soul rebels at those words
for they seem so irrational
like empty piety

what do you mean, be not afraid?
this is frightening!
and I am tired,
and helpless

and yet still they come
those words
“be not afraid”

not because the threat is not real
not because the pain is not real
not because the loss is not, and will not be real
not because we have this under control, and it will just
disappear

but because that which created
that which sustains
that which is woven not only into creation
but into us
into these frail bodies, so vulnerable

that power
is Love

and we are loved
by Love
by our Sacred Mother/Father
even more than they love themselves

in a way we cannot even imagine

and so
even in our helplessness and confusion
even as we struggle with the unreality of this moment
which is so painfully real

let us rest in that love
and let us offer that love
and let us keep loving, no matter what

and above us
let us be not afraid
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