the story

We were all born to live

born to love

millions of years

perfecting the part of it,

and yet still,

somehow,

it comes to unnaturally

to most of us.

                     Atticus, The Truth About Magic,, St. Martins Griffin, p.21

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each day we watch

as the human story unfolds

 

and all too often, our hearts hurt

for that story is one of tribalism, domination, and greed

 

a story of strife and striving

with the human animal warring against

nature

and warring against one another

 

who will have the most power?

who will accumulate the most mammon?

 

this narrative is one of violence

filled with wars and rumors of wars

 

and if we have not become numb

our hearts are rended

as the story unfolds

 

and yet

another narrative exists

the intrusive narrative of Love

 

it is the original narrative, the creation narrative

this other way

 

and while this story has been muted

at times

it is still The Story

 

Word

Logos

 

that has been from the beginning and will not

be silenced

but will be told, and will be lived

 

it is a narrative of love

the story of paradise found

 

of the human creature finding again

original blessing

and sharing once again in the unfolding

song of creation

 

it is the story woven into the song God

sang when chaos became order

it is the story lived and taught by Jesus

 

it a story of blessedness

where the poor gain the kingdom

and the hungry are fed

and the mournful once again laugh

 

A story of justice and equity

of truth and wisdom and kindness,

of love

 

we will need help

this narrative is a difficult one to tell

amidst the cacophony of narratives

humans tell

 

we will need the Word

to shape our words

 

we will need the Sacred

to live our words

 

it is our story

if we will tell it

it is our story

if we will live it

 

it is a story that must be told

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Christ came singing love

Christ lived singing love

Christ died singing love

If the song is to go on, we must do the singing

                     Words used by New Freedom Singers,

                     Whitman College, 1970’s

                     Original source unknown by me