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Tag Archives: Genesis 1
Dove
Once upon a time,so long ago that time itself was barely begun,a thing with wings brooded over deep waters,moving the surface aside to revealcreation. A long time later,but so long ago that history was still in the future,the waters had … Continue reading
The Word
In the beginning, the Word breathed light. In the beginning, the Word formed the vowels of the ocean, hard consonants of land. In the beginning, Word crawled, swam, flew, blossomed. Before flesh, there was the Word; utter God, utter Being, utter Love. John 1:1-18
John, the post-traumatic prophet
My first Advent as a priest was the season of Sandy Hook. That Sunday the Gospel was about John. I realized that he must have grown up in the shadow of that massacre of innocents committed by Herod; although he, like his cousin, escaped, it would leave its mark on his parents and his small self.
I find myself this Advent once again, for obvious reasons, contemplating post-traumatic John the Baptist, his infant self and all that imprinted itself upon him through the coming of the Christ child and the world’s unwillingness to accept the angels’ proclamation of peace upon the earth.
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Unquiet centre
not the absence of sound but
footprints on the ceiling and
the waltz of a three-legged cat Continue reading
Posted in meditation, poetry, prayer
Tagged centering prayer, Genesis 1, silence, unquiet
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Marking time
The action of turning the calendar page is a challenge to understand how each day anchors us in that moment between the gravity of time and the weightlessness of eternity. Continue reading
Posted in prayer, story
Tagged creation, Ecclesiastes 1:9, eternity, Genesis 1, psalm 118:24, time
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Good
Brooding over the nascent creation; the divine nesting instinct restrained, barely distressing the surface, featherlight, lest its exquisite potential be crushed by the weight of glory.
Creation
He was silent for the longest time (it felt like an eternity), brooding over the dark waters as though through glass, strangely untouched by the storm, unmoved by the violence of the deep as it wrestled life to the surface, … Continue reading
St Michael and All Angels
They were not created on the first day. They are not light, nor dark; they live in bright shadows in between. They do not rise nor set; they were not created on the fourth day. They are not reputed to … Continue reading
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Tagged angels, creation, Genesis 1, God, Michaelmas, poetry, prayer, time
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Creation, stillborn
Broken waters heave; Spirit gasps, shrinks, shocked breathless, breeching the shore, still.
Posted in haiku, meditation, poetry
Tagged Aylan, boat people, Genesis 1, refugee crisis
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Good
On the other side of nothing, the waters of the dark womb rage and writhe, resisting God, labouring the eternal void. On the other side of nothing, over the pitched waters, the breath of God hesistates; surfing the storm, hopeful … Continue reading
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