Great wind

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.
         
         

We hunch over in the wind and rain.
No one pretends that it’s not real.
When the tree comes down
or the crops are ruined,
when the river rises and won’t abate
or the sea wall is breached,
we cry out.
The storm obeys something huge,
not our little voices,
our little shaken fists.

A storm makes it easy to believe.
Yet you doubt the great wind
heaving within you.

___________________
Weather Report

Deep breath
moving through.
Travelers’ advisory:
depending on which way you face the wind
you may arrive sooner than expected
or not at all,
or far to one side.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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August 8, 2016  Leave a comment

Hiding in plain sight

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and peace to you.

         

The Beloved can think of nothing more beautiful
          than her children running toward her
so she stands a bit away
          so we will come to her,
but she is not waiting in faraway places:
          no, it is in people whom we least suspect.
When we look at the stranger ?
          Ah! There she is.

Then she gives that gift
          to us for our own delight.
The Beloved has hidden us
          in one another,
waiting for us to see
          and come together in astonishment.

Deep blessings,
Pastor Steve

____________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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August 5, 2016  Leave a comment

For the hurting

         I have had enough of your sacrifices.
         Cease to do evil, learn to do good, seek justice:
         rescue the oppressed, defend the orphan, plead for the widow.

                  —Isaiah 1.11, 17

God, I confess how much of my faith is for me alone,
and does not care for the poor and the lonely.

Burn a place in my heart for the hurting.
Take my prayer and give it to them.

Divide my faith between me and those who doubt.
Split my assurance with those who despair.

Share my joy with the oppressed,
and my hope with the abused.

May all I believe, all I do, all I pray
be for the sake of your beloved who hurt the most.

May my prayer disturb me until it leads to action,
to work and witness for justice, to change the world.

God of love and justice, give me courage rather than peace,
compassion rather than comfort, earth rather than heaven.

With Christ, I ask you, God:
save me last.

____________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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August 4, 2016  Leave a comment

Beggar child

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.
 

You are a little child
who puts on beggar’s rags,
a ratty shawl of fear,
and goes out with your little tin cup
and clings to a few coins all day.
You come to the royal palace
and you are welcomed in
and you are full of envy and desire.
But your mother takes off your shawl
and brings you to the table,
for you live here,
and all these riches are yours,
and your Mother has missed you.

Every moment you enter the palace.

Every moment you enter the palace.

                  
          Do not be afraid, little flock,
          for it is Abba God’s good pleasure
          to give you the whole Realm.

                  —Luke 12.32

         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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August 3, 2016  Leave a comment

God is being

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.
      
         
                  

The rough rock tombed down deep
in dark beneath dry grasses
gleams with glory.

The mud between the sedges glows,
the strips of bark, the molding leaves shine.

God is being in each dark and solid thing,
surging out, pulsing with the energy of life.

The air burns with heaven’s radiance,
the wind-raked trees tremble with it.

All created things and every moment
throb with the muscle of God’s being,
splendored out like light from suns,
like song from throats,
like love from aching hearts.

Glory’s flung from every ordinary thing;
in every simple sound the angels sing.

We live and walk upon a glowing ember,
deep down seething, throbbing
with energy divine.

Raise the scales from your eyes
—you hold them—look!

God’s hope unfurling, a star,
you, open your eyes
and illumine the earth.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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August 2, 2016  Leave a comment

Presence

         

         
Holy One,
Holy Oneness,

You are my soul.
Creation is our body.

Your love, its gravity,
holds me.

You pour yourself out on me,
my rain, my sun, my air.

The garden of your Spirit
ripens in me.

The gifts I have,
the gift I am,
await my giving.

You who are here for me,
I am here for you.

Every moment of this day
may I be present for you.

________________
Weather Report
         
Conditions,
passing through,
shifting throughout the day
of your life,
while who you are remains
solid as the earth.

         
         

__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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August 1, 2016  Leave a comment

Walls

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.

         
         
Prison walls look like they’re for keeping you
locked in, to keep you from getting out.

But they’re also for keeping the light out,
to not let any joy leak in there.

We who build the walls are the ones imprisoned
by our illusions that we can lock out the light.

But it grows in you, this fierce acceptance,
and we can’t stop it, can’t touch it.

We try to force your misery but we are powerless.
You are free and we can’t stop you from shining.

Christ, the prisoner, speaks your name.
Christ, crucified, always rises, from within,

always
rises.

 

Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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July 29, 2016  Leave a comment

I walk through this world

         
         

Beneath the shouting,
quieter and more steady,
listen for my voice.
Be still, and listen.
You are doing a difficult thing.
And I am with you.
I have gathered up your life,
your triumphs and failures,
your powers and your weaknesses,
and I hold it all in grace.
You have died,
and your life is hidden in me now.
I bear your grief,
the river of it flows through me,
and I am the spring it comes from.
When you are alone I am the body
that weaves you with everyone.
When you are discouraged
I bind your hope to you.
When you are weary
I am your strength and breath,
the life that carries you.
When the road is rough and long
I go onward,
and bear you in my love and wisdom.
Keep your mind on this.
Forget the little things.
Remember my presence.
Forget whatever you can cling to.
Remember I hold you.
Never mind the demons and discouragements.
You are in me
and it is I who walk through this world
with you hidden deep within me.

    
         

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July 28, 2016  Leave a comment

Bird feeder

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
Prayer is a bird feeder.
You put in it what you have at hand
and hang it out where it’s easily seen
and you wait.
You look at it, all the little things in it,
and you wait.
You don’t yell at the birds
or tell them what to do with the seeds.
You wait.
And you marvel at their little wings,
their heads bobbing up, always looking,
their feet so small and sure,
how they hang on,
their tiny visitations,
their impossible flight,
full of life,
from such great distances,
coming and going.

         

         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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July 27, 2016  Leave a comment

Rich toward God

Dearly Beloved,

Grace and Peace to you.
         
         God said to the rich one, “You fool!
         This very night your life is being demanded of you.
         And the things you have prepared, whose will they be?”
         So it is with those who store up treasures for themselves
         but are not rich toward God.

                  —Luke 12.20-21

It may not just be filthy riches.
It may be everything I’ve accomplished,
whatever I’m proud of,
whatever I cling to.
It won’t save me,
won’t make my life rich or lovely.
I need to let go of it.

May I be rich toward you today, God:
I give you every thought and deed;
I give you every moment;
I set every hope and desire in your hands.

I will not be merely generous to you,
I will be extravagant.
I give you myself
wholly, abundantly, freely,
with all the glory in which you have created me.

I am your gift to me.
I receive my life with gratitude.
I am my gift to you.
Receive me with love,
bless me with grace,
and use me according to your delight.
         

         
         

__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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July 26, 2016  Leave a comment

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