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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



Tuesday, December 27, 2022

HEAR

HEAR

 

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy

Do you hear what I hear? (Do you hear what I hear?)

Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy

Do you hear what I hear? (Do you hear what I hear?)

A song, a song high above the trees

With a voice as big as the sea, with a voice as big as the sea

          Song Lyrics by Gloria Shayne Baker & Noël Regney

 

Then Jesus said, "He who has ears to hear, let him hear.

          Mark 5:9

 

But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come.

          John 16:13

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Sleigh bells ring, are you listening

So are cell phones!

 

The TV is on to the latest news

about political division,

homelessness,

violence

racism

assailing our hearts and our souls

 

there is the noise of cars and trucks

washing machines and driers

 

our world is filled with the clamor of life

we have lost the gift of silence

letting noise distract us from the essence of life

 

we are assaulted by noise

tooting, howling, screeching, beeping, shrieking

grating, blaring, swooshing, swirling twanging

booming, crashing, things

 

we have become addicted to noise

taking it with us into the silent beautiful places

where we trod ear buds firmly placed

tuned in

tuned out

 

those who have ears, let them hear

 

let us hear the sound of a bird singing

of the wind in the trees

 

let us hear the crunch of snow underfoot

the sigh of breath, moving in, moving out

the sound of a heart

beating

 

let us hear the voices of angels singing

the cry of a baby in a manger

the whisper of Love in our souls

 

let us listen to the still small voice

to the gentle whisper of

the Spirit

 

which says persistently, insistently

“unto you, a child is born”

which says,

“you are my beloved child”

which says

“follow me”

 

 

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