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How to Be a Poem
God with us in the broken place. E manu el, Yahweh whose hand steadies and steers us while we lift our face. Prayers rise. We cannot transform a heart but we can tend and feed the bodies housing hope, care for roses, prune and weed, wash and fold, clothe the people who inhabit our petitions. Wholly Spirit, He is wholly with us within, animates our limbs to write His work in the world through bread and clothes, flower and song. Be a maker. Be a prayer. Be a poem. ***** It has been said we are God’s handiwork, his ‘poem,’ a word from the Greek word poiema meaning a made thing.…
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Life is a Cycle, Not a Straight Line
“Nothing is ever over. You thread things on your life and think you’ve finished with them but you haven’t because it’s like beads on a string and they come around again. “When it comes around again then if it is possible, give what you failed to give before to someone else. You will have made reparation, for we are all one person.” Elizabeth Goudge, ‘The Scent of Water’, c. 1963 My eyes were closed as we drove home in the dark from our days’ excursion to the mountains. I was having a silent conversation with Jesus, “Forgive me, Lord, for my short attitude today with my husband. For my sarcasm and…