I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, January 3, 2014
Knowing God -
Since no one really knows anything about God,
those who think they do are just troublemakers
Rabia
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Ah, God
up there
out there
unknowable
really really big
infinite
wait!
Ah, God
down here
baby sized
inside
Holy Spirit
knowable
infinite in the finite
the Word became flesh
and walked among us
full of love and grace
unexpected
unpredictable
scandalous
a friend of the poor
the wounded
a person of compassion
who gave
and forgave
who healed the sick
clothed the poor
fed the hungry
healed those who were wounded
by nature and life
it is not that we do not know God
we forget
what we know
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Spirit Hands
They can be a great help – words
they can become the spirit’s hands
and lift and
caress
you
Meister
Eckhart
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Words
words
words
words
words
words
we say
it is nothing but words
and yet, and yet
praise or complaint
love or hate
all comes spilling forth from our
souls
through words
written or spoken
with deep listening
and loving speech
we can indeed be
healers
_____________________________
Lord this day
May I have eyes that see
Ears that hear
And may my words
be
spirit
hands
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
First Day
First sun
weakly filtered
pink
through frigid skies
hoar frost
coating nude branches
glistening
sacred sequins
fresh snow
stippled by nocturnal feet
lightly prancing
and so
newly comes the day
newly comes the year
into its startling freshness
I step
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