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Sunday, May 29, 2016

Oh, Ye of Little Faith*

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Image by jclk8888., posted with the Richard Rohr Meditation referenced below

My writing is the prayer that opens me
up to the meditations I read and/
or hear now each and every morning .

A discipline of sorts, it heals my sins
of Absence, Addiction and Attachment.
As a child I competed to get A’s—

But, now, Alone time is the only A
I seek.  Not even Absolution is
preferable to Love, Unlimited.

Writing is the prayer that opens
me—paradoxically opens me—to
in-pouring Love of which words are mere trace.

Out-pouring is the call that I am more
or less obedient to, ministry
I do not understand and so resist.

My writing is the prayer that opens me
beyond logos to roiling listening
and eventually to giving back.

And I hereby exhort myself to write—
despite not feeling it—despite what we
excuse as writer’s block, despite boredom.

Oh, yes, I bore myself and turn to film
and other diversions—most of which are
empty occupations which lead me back.

To where if  I were willing and able
to write through reams of dross, I’d think past
what I can write now into faithfulness.

If I could know the story’s end before,
how easy it would be to follow course—
how little faith I would need, then, to write.

*Matthew 8:26  He replied, "You of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.  (New International Version)

Inspired by today's meditation by Richard Rohr: 

Twelve-Step Spirituality: Week 1
Sunday, May 29, 2016

Quote:  "Nine of Jesus' healing stories are actually exorcisms. Although we may think we are too sophisticated for such stories, the fact that there are so many speaks to their importance. I understand "possession by devils" as a primitive but absolutely truthful way of referring to what we now call addiction. In each case, the person is in some sense trapped by a larger force, and is powerless to do anything about it. The only cure for possession is "repossession." You have to be repossessed by Something Greater than the disease."

Find the entire meditation HERE

And I haven't written either blog posts or chapters since ... since .... Perhaps this is a new beginning.

It generated a series of poems:  

In case you are interested, here are The Twelve Steps of AA (from Great Britain).

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