Visible God, surrounding us with yourself for all to see and touch, so many are pure in heart, even more, pure in soul, and yet the brutes come upon us, once again, blurring our vision with their designs; with each beat of our hearts take their ways and cast them into the outer fire where the dross of disregard and danger melts into something useful to be used for blessing all who desire to see you in your fullness. Amen.
Tag Archives: Justice
“…but all who humble themselves will be exalted.” – Luke 18:14
God of the Pedestaled and of the lowly base, in the midst of the upright and tumbled we strive to climb, we yearn to settle down, seeking a bit of fortune and some fame, deliver us from those who only clamber noisefully upward to the heavens of their own making while stepping, worse eliminating, the ones who are happy with step-by-step. Amen.
“And when was it that we saw you?” – Matthew 25:41
God who hides, God in plain view, God who dwells with those who are hungry, with those who are thirsty, with the stranger, the naked and the sick, and with those in prison, we cannot ask you to give us anything when we have given nothing. So when we are brought to judgment with goats and sheep all around us wrap us gently in your wrath. Amen.
Pressing Questions
Why does the Psalmist's cry, "No more oppression!" sound oppressive? Isn't wine created from pressing the grapes?
Blood Ink
“I am used to making ink from my own blood.” - Abdulla Pashew I sighed with relief when evil passed by unaware of its existence while mechanisms for bringing goodness began to turn with the first bird call of the morning to raise the sun. Remaining anonymous carries ferocity yet dancing unknown steps for something calls the poets to liberate pens and letters onto pages stained with the marks of history.
“When you come into the land that the LORD your God is giving you…” – Deuteronomy 18:9
Giver of Life and Land, Who demands our obedience Against the evil ways of destruction Of the prior inhabitants, we wonder If the land and what we own Is really ours, or perhaps our very Thinking that it is becomes the Path to our own destruction And folly which you warned us Against. Make us mindful and Aware so as to give. Amen.
“…Whoever resists authority resists what God has appointed…” – Romans 13:2
God of kings and queens, of pontiffs and presidents, of duly-elected and dictated, who changes those at the top to fill the pages of history books, turn the flow of authority so the multitude no longer need to resist to survive. Amen.
Today’s reading includes life’s most difficult verses.
The Golden Rule presents itself first followed by all those things, yes, things, that create human division between sects and castes and classes and circles. Discourses on inequality and the tricks played by those who attempt to make us believe in the banality of wealth divert those already ignorant of Divine ways. Everyone searches for their hidden motives of sacrifice preparing for a moving day to Easy Street which never arrives on individual demand. Legends fall into trouble once again barely able to keep us awake through the drip of words leaking from books read in one sitting of possibility madness. Peaceful creation waits for the hubbub to waste away into convention and tradition before appearing and glowing like the sliver of the month's new moon.
The Lost Ages
Between hope and sorrow found in spirituals played in minor keys dwells a note releasing the captives into a sweet place of freedom. The doe keeps her head down eating the sweet and desired delicacies from neighborhood flower beds while the owners sleep the sleep of the dead. A return to correct ways of living postponed by a prodigal display of fragile members demanding an accounting of the lost ages lives only in the dreams of beggars.
For they are not permitted to speak… – 1 Corinthians 14:34
As you began the conversation long ago, Divine, speak us into being once again, for the self-made gods have declared and said who can and who cannot speak in this world at this time and in this place. Amen.
A Thread You Follow 