Saturday, October 5, 2013
So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him. By this is love perfected with us, so that we may have confidence for the day of judgment, because as he is so also are we in this world. There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love.
~I John IV.16-18
O I have seen
though not understood
It catches unawares as I lean
into fear and anxiety, unrest, mistrust
What I ought to do and what could happen.
It springs light into my doubt
and whispers rest into my chaos.
And I know what it means to abide—
I could tell you a hundred ways to try
but still fail to see
that Spirit abiding in me,
the first Abider, who broods inside
with quickening tide of life
and deep, rich stillness.
— Come to me. Let go, and come to me.
Because I know now that Christ sees
for he answers thoughts unprayed
and prayers unsung
sometimes so pointedly that I, bewildered,
don't know whether to laugh or cry for
He knows we are dust.
Our frailty is dear to him
for he sees. He knows the heart within
us is stone, unmoveable, unchangeable
uphill rolling and again to try
to change ourselves, so he takes offered up souls,
and he transforms us.
Moves in us that still Spirit
to restore divine image lost,
heal fragile dust.
And I knew what it meant to abide—
I could find a hundred ways to try
but miss the stillness of that Spirit
first Lover, spreading point of light.
— Come in all of your dustiness
to meet my love.
Who removes from closed hands
vices of daughters
faults of sons
and they bewildered, enamored, staggered
behold abounding enormity
of your charity which floods with abundance
children of dirt
while you exhort, correct, disciple
straighten bent souls
beneath your care.
Truly we live with mysteries
we cannot comprehend.
Yes, I have seen, but not understood