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.
Two stone tablets, given to Moses on the Sinai/Horeb mount
The Decalogue, ten commandments in God’s law was the count
Who is our neighbor? That’s the question:
Who is this person we’re to love?
The one across the street? Or next door?
Or in the apartment up above?
For the freedom of the air
that absorbs the smoke of hand-rolled cigs
When we pray
come, Lord Jesus
Do we mean to say
come, you malnourished stranger
When beauty casts its glow,
When children play in snow
I softly shout for joy!
As we leave worship, let us together commit ourselves:
- to give thanks each day for the abundant gift and beauty of life
O golden doors now open wide
Revealing myst’ry’s grace,
The grace beyond the imaged word;
Beyond all time and space.
This body knows what it is like to have a nice house and a good job
It knows what it is like to feel uneasy about being wealthy
Hungry for meaning?
Thirsty for purpose?