some of the
first beatitude like this,
'..with less of you there is
more of God and his rule.'
which for me,helps
continue the circle that
includes much of what
Rowan Williams' writes about in
his 'Where God Happens',
(i've probably quoted from that
book enough in the past,
so if you're really
interested,let me know and
i could just send you a copy
for your own bookshelf)
today it made me think that
i want to be a servant,
that i want to let
wiser ones step onto my
back,see and explain to me
all that i
never understand,and
i won't be able to
go forward even an inch
until i understand
how to love those all
around me,
+ + +
it was madness
before the storm,and
all peace afterwards,but
that's what happens
when i don't listen,and
when you let the
pot boil over,
turn off the burners,
clean up the mess,
pray round the beads,
again and again,
body prayer is
pulling beads tight
between hands,and
noticing you've
started to rock in chair
a little,
aren't you a vessel?
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