Ephesians 4:2-6, 29-32
Be gentle with our souls
Let them love you. I know you don’t always believe it, but your limp makes you even more beautiful.
Pay attention. It’s hard to imagine that nothing at all could be so exciting, so much fun.
Let us praise the grace & risk of Fire.
In the beginning
The Word was red,
And the sound was thunder,
And the wound in the unseen
Spilled forth the red weather of being.
In the name of Fire,
And the Light:
Praise the pure presence of fire
That burns from within
Without thought of time.
The hunger of fire has no need
For the reliquary of the future;
It adores the eros of now,
Where the memory of the earth
In flames that lick and drink the air
Is made to release
Its long enduring forms
In a powder of ashes
Left for the wind to decipher.
As air intensifies the hunger of fire,
May the thought of death
Breathe new urgency
Into our love of life.
As fire cleanses dross
May the flame of passion
Burn away what is false.
As short as the time
From spark to flame,
So brief may the distance be
Between heart and being.
May we discover
Beneath our fear
Embers of anger
To kindle justice.
Cause our lives to flame,
In the name of the Fire,
And the Flame
And the Light.
Have a mixer
Note the places and times when people who wouldn’t otherwise be together are together and identify the transcendent
See Christ in all
Christ shield me today
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me,
Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ on my right, Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down,
Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
Christ in the eye that sees me,
Christ in the ear that hears me.
Mackenzie Matthews is a dear friend and pastor of Timberline College. She's also an impressive visual artist. On 9.16.18, she shared with us concerning the importance of creative work, whatever our work is.
“Unless we are creators, we are not fully alive.” - Madeline L’Engle
The thief climbs in through the fence instead of walking through the gate
The thief robs present joy by reminding us we are frauds
The thief robs from the now with the not yet and robs from the enough with the not enough
Prayer for when the thief is speaking: This is enough. You are enough. I am enough.