A darkened room
A trembling womb
Her sharp breaths cut the air
Their relationship remains unclear.
They may be unlikely brothers,
or perhaps like Oscar and Felix,
they are simply an odd couple
sharing the same highrise apartment.
I went to the funeral home last night
to see a friend whose life was entwined with mine.
Someone once told me
that if you want to know the truth about a person’s life
go to their funeral.
We are here to praise and enjoy God with body and soul, mind and heart, with song and word, with hands and feet.
We are here to give because of the abundance God has given us, to share with each other, and to receive, because God has created us to depend on each other.
We are here to celebrate the differences that otherwise might divide us: differences of age, of body, of culture, of opinion, of ability, of religious conviction.
We are here to put things in perspective: to celebrate what matters, to laugh about things we take too seriously, to cry about things that truly touch our hearts.
So may it be this morning: Amen!
In A Joyful Path, Year Two, we focus on some of the main tenets of Progressive Christianity and Spirituality, giving our children the foundation they need to walk the path of Jesus in today’s world. It has stories and affirmations written to help children clarify their own personal beliefs while staying open to the wisdom of other traditions.
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This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Each tuft of desert grass
God gives a separate place
Profligate with space
That pilgrim feet may pass.
When we pray come, Lord Jesus Do we mean to say come, you malnourished stranger come, you unwanted migrant come, you ragged child come, you crying crack baby come, you dirty panhandler come, you dying alcoholic come, …
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I sometimes wonder if God ever tires of our prayers. Weekends must be the worst. Friday prayers at the mosques, Saturday appeals in the synagogues, Sunday petitions from the churches. An endless round of requests. Do this, …
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Do you ever find it odd
that worshipers are greeted
as they leave the sanctuary?
The sign outside the church
said “all are welcome.”
Perhaps they meant to say
all who look like us are welcome,
“Weep not for Me, Mother,
in the grave I have life.”
About the life of Jesus of Nazareth, the Bible records some of the story
A man who walked on Earth, helping us seek the God of eternal glory
Wash me in the river
Dry me on the shore
Do this for me, cousin
As you did for those before
Clearing lifetimes of Karma
through my heart
a portal of healing
draws us into love
beyond our fears
of separation
A message in a bottle
In an ocean swirled with trash
Would there be someone to read it
If the ecosystem crashed?
An hourglass stands firmly on the mantle of a fireplace
“Sands of time” are resting quietly at the glass bottom
