Awe-full Day

A. Unabashed Pacifist:

Stubborn and smug in their brand of patriotism, they go to war rather than seek peace or embrace change.

B. Unabashed Christian:

Holy One,

Surely, this slice of heaven I know on Earth cannot be taken from me.
This love, this joy, this beauty, this wonder, this peace – surely they stay with me.
Surely, too, your heaven’s wholeness requires my slice.
Amen

C. Un-quoting Jesus:

“I, Jesus of Nazareth, do solemnly swear that I will uphold the integrity of the Grand Lodge of the Sons of David.”

[Hmm… No, He never said it.]

D. Blog: A Poem

Birthday Present

What to do for a birthday present?
I would like to toy with the words:
be present on the day of birth,
present the birthed one to the day,
make the day of birth a present,
move the birth into the present day.
They all contain a playful gift, I think.

But our feelings betray us on the occasion.
Too full, too many, too stirred.
Laughter helps defuse the reminders of expanding past
and shrinking future. Awful day…
Maybe some thing or celebration
wraps that anxiety, hides it in smiling bow.
Or not. Best hope a notion to seize the day.

Tears of joy we also quell, and do so, sadly.
For this one, unique in all of time and space,
shares the spark of life with me. We are
together blessed by this.
Fully present, can we be, to an awe-full day?