Wednesday, April 28, 2010

breed

A time to make less here;a little more there.Pellucid aesthetics,spiritual kinesthetics bringing life in the air;no time to sit&stare.Impetus precluding the ever brooding conscious despair;power tools of the selflessly aware.The vine spreads further each year.Congealing feeling,retrieving thinking from when you were four&you could here&now hear daddy open the door to revel in joy once more.

spoke

3 years after the millenium I went looking for a miracle.The horses watched&walked in circles.Wet in dew,process come due.I lay down&trust you.Mist between heaven&earth changed hues.I breathed in a freeman's due.I spoke out the truth.How I needed you to bring good news to the used&abused far from my view;a stone in my shoe.7 years completion&so much to do.

prodigal

I was there when you were afraid I wouldn't be.I showed up right when you needed me.I made a way when you couldn't see.I forgave you when you didn't ask just to set you free.I listened to your voice sing&your heart bleed.I showed you how much you mean.Shining with love you shined back at me.I found you wandering away from me.I am whispering&crying out.Can you hear me?Oh,why do you not endear me?

introduction

My body,your body,your bride,your spouse might be beautiful,amazing,perfect,disfigured,dysfunctional,decomposing,damaged,offensive,disgusting or dirty but Christ's body is the church;a pure&holy bride beaming resplendent helping&welcoming me.The Holy Spirit lives in me,knows me,teaches me,sanctifies me&comforts me.I use my body to serve&honor God;sharing in the work of setting others free.

wu-wei

It seems natural to respond to social injustice.From a Jesus-centered perspective the useless,irrational,destructive&inhumane are a part of life process that leads us to repentance;new life in a new view.Humble yourself or God will humble you;we will all be humbled when time is due.He restores&makes the damaged whole through good works prepared for us to do.We wholly surrender anger,choose mercy&obey the truth.

plowshares

The doctor put metal in his back that will not rust.The sargeant sent him to check the fuse.Well,he got lost&went&pissed somebody off&paid his dues.In God he put his trust but now he only wears one shoe.The weapons of aggression do not compare to the stench of polluted streams steaming in the air.Is that smell coming from me or you?Pure dreams of peaceful means&powerful scenes where God makes the old new.

friend

Maybe it was what you said or what I heard in my head,I misunderstood the context or I didnt say what I intended.Perhaps you were expecting&didnt hear what you wanted or the moment got lost in the situation.Details change concepts remain but shift in application in the maze of communication.You give me provocation to dive deeper into this revelation;to find you in time&in part open your heart&impart fascination.