BLOGGING TOWARD SUNDAY…

Gradually..or not
Song, quote, or creed
Becomes definitive structure
Encapsulating beliefs and knowledge of the Holy
Like an old Mason jar.
Appearance and his twin, Foolishness
Attempt to seize God
Cram the creator of the cosmos unfathomable
Into a glass house with fleas
But mystery far exceeds muscle memory
Reveals fresh hope for redemption
And cannot be contained.
A bush burns
A silence whispers
Three angels come to dinner
And God invites us into the unknown and the Unknowing.
A star guides
A pregnant belly swells
Ordinary people and wise folk search
And God continues the invitation to explore fully,
Live boldly and love extravagantly. POEM BY CYNTHIA LANGSTON KIRK

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