The angels sang of peace.And yet I struggleto rememberwhat seemsso elementary:peace has its sourcein you, the Prince of Peace.Peace seems to be the theme song ofa mocking bird,just borrowedand played back,called out in blandirrelevance, mere words.Where is goodwillwhen wars devourthe planet? Evenin your Bodythe cruel manipulationof the truth scores wounds;ill will is out to banishContinue reading “Where is Peace?”
Category Archives: reflection
Contemplation: Your Love Calls
If you did not love us we would not exist. If you did not woo us we’d not come to you. If you did not call us, we’d never find you. So yes: you do love us! You woo us with singing, your voice whipping through every blast, each storm, to draw us so closeContinue reading “Contemplation: Your Love Calls”
Where Joy Sprouts
“Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices!” Deep inside me is a place where joy sprouts in darkness, warm with body blood pumping, thumping, the beat of the soul. It’s that place, invisible, who and what I am. Cells, tissue, tendon, muscle and rustle of movement bond wholly with me in singing andContinue reading “Where Joy Sprouts”
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