Monday is another day of snow. The appearance of flakes, the shortening of vision, the powder piled on the sidewalk and great machines tripping and panting along the streets, rendered suddenly powerless by water, snow and ice. It is a good day to remain in doors and ransack the poets.
Tend to your soul. Turn off the meteorologists. They predict and frighten. Tend to your mind. Find one wonderful sentence crafted by a poet that can lead you to heaven’s gate at Jerusalem’s wall (that’s William Blake). Mind you, you could read a novel of two hundred pages or get started but poetry is sonic zen expansiveness. One single line can open a world. Here’s a line I found while ransacking poets today. It is by Franz Wright and his book, Walking to Martha’s Vineyard, in a poem entitled, “My Place.”
I believe one day the distance between myself and God will disappear.
My post this week (see below) was about our lives as sacred journey. What I didn’t know at that moment was the Army Ten-Miler is this Sunday. Okay, you can do this. But to help you, here is a link to the map of the course. Just note that the blue line is the course route of those running in the race. That will help you understand the map a lot easier. HOV lanes along the 14th Street bridge seem to be the primary obstacle (but hey, you didn’t need those lanes anyway) and Independence Avenue presents some issues. It’s corny, but I’m going to conclude with this verse of scripture from Hebrews 12:1>
…let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, …
The sermon for Sunday is, “Convenient Christianity.” Wow, this fits nicely too! So it may be a little inconvenient to get to church this Sunday but the effort to place ourselves within a holy place where we connect with fellow believers is worth the effort.
~See you in church Sunday.
Sunday September 20th is Koinonia Lunch after worship. We take this word from the Greek New Testament for fellowship and actualize it each month on the third Sunday. A time of food and fellowship, we enjoy deepening the bonds of friendship and love between us. Pastor Bledsoe’s sermon for the day is entitled, “Never Was Christ Without Water.”
You know the summer is over, a new season is upon us and you know it’s good to be in the house of the Lord. Let’s worship together.
~See you Sunday