11.15.2013

swung like laughing infants

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The Love of Morning

It is hard sometimes to drag ourselves
back to the love of morning
after we've lain in the dark crying out
O God, save us from the horror . . .

God has saved the world one more day
even with its leaden burden of human evil;
we wake to birdsong.
And if sunlight's gossamer lifts in its net
the weight of all that is solid,
our hearts, too, are lifted,
swung like laughing infants;

but on gray mornings,
all incident our own hunger,
the dear tasks of continuance,
the footsteps before us in the earth's
beloved dust, leading the way all,
is hard to love again
for we resent a summons
that disregards our sloth, and this
calls us, calls us.

[Denise Levertov]

11.14.2013

on prayer | 12

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"The purpose of theology is to safeguard against misunderstandings that frustrate a Christian life of prayer."

(Maximus the Confessor)

yes&yes&yes.
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