A Sacramental
Found this and wanted to reshare. Life-giving pieces like this are so, so necessary, and are evidence of the communal and relational nature of Divine Flow. May blessings abound.
Generous Wisdom | Spacious Heart
It is Advent
and I am cleaning out the desk.
I find expired coupons,
obsolete proofs of purchase,
useless how-to manuals.
Beneath unopened instructional cd’s
and old, unframed photos
a gem is gleaming and I open it:
“May Christ and all the angels linger long
in September’s slanting light;
gathering around your nebulous charity
that once again said ‘yes’
to becoming
the vessel for life
and loving those who become;
May the days that seem impossible
be few and fleeting.
May the forgiving be creative!
The Beauty Immense.”
These verses fall
out of the cardstock
and into my lap,
a precious gift,
a visible sign of invisible grace
carrying me through
another birth,
another recovery,
another disorienting,
treacherous leap into
motherhood,
God getting to me
through the careful crafting of words
and friendship,
his presence made manifest in love
shared and received
like the sacramentals of daily living,
the bread…
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December’s Eve
This poem was written by a dear friend who decided our ideas were worthy of poetry. This is our organic, spontaneous, joyful collaboration. It spilled out of our connection, and she caught all the gems, arranging them with her time, effort, and energy, creating what you see below.
We had been talking & texting about life – the big existential kind of talking about life – and then a few weeks later she gave me a book, one of the most beautiful gifts I’ve received: Call Us What We Carry, a collection of poems by Amanda Gorman. When I opened the front cover I saw them – all of our words, and some new ones. She had collected our thoughts and organized them in verse. The beautiful fine-point black felt-tip ink of our words, written in her own hand, is stamped in my memory. My eyes filled up with tears when I realized what I was reading.
Who’s lucky enough to receive a gift such as this – this book, this poem – this friend?
December’s Eve
Instinct,
motivation,
necessity,
purpose,
meaning,
fulfillment,
nature,
humanity,
what was,
what is,
what’s to come,
what we wish for,
what we hope for,
what we wished for,
what we hoped for,
what we forgive,
what we allow,
what we choose,
what chooses us…
All
these
moments,
one after the other…
What do we love,
What do we love,
What do we love?
Generous Wisdom | Spacious Heart 