I woke up this morning and noticed quietness in my mind.
Hey! That little irritating Old Judge God was gone. Gone.
There is a Light no eyes can see…
a sound that can’t be heard with ears…
an ancient Loving energy
that vanquishes our tears and fears.
If you can
tell me where
after I leave here,
I won’t be
When we pray
come, Lord Jesus
Do we mean to say
come, you malnourished stranger
For the mystery that enfolds us and blesses us,
For the beauty that surrounds us and nourishes us,
For the life that flows within us and among us,
For the bounty before us,
As we leave worship, let us together commit ourselves:
– to give thanks each day for the abundant gift and beauty of life
I believe in the hidden God of love,
the spirit of love and compassion
found at the breadth and depth of every human life.
There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening
That is translated through you into action,
And because there is only one of you in all time,
This expression is unique.