Matthew 5: 6-8
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled. Blessed are the merciful, for they will receive mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. "
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Given how the earth spins, I don't understand how it is that we aren't all dizzy. How is it that we even have the illusion of balance? Biologists will tell us that it is a function of a tiny, delicate system somewhere near our ears and synapses of our cerebrum. And then, suddenly a change, we are aware of stepping in an ocean of vertigo. Something wired within us that flashes an emergency message to our senses to grab hold of whatever we recognize as true. So deeply integral to our vital signs it is that if we cannot grasp or see or hear or smell or taste the truth, then we will send a signal to our mind to invent it. But it will always be invented truth. There is a voice of one who confirms for us that we have no power to stop the world from spinning, to find a perfect balance, or to invent a truth that we can all believe. It is, perhaps, in remaining hungry for that one true thing, that we will stand in arm's reach of it.
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Steadfast and true, Lord God, I reach for you. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
Writer, poet, artist, human, citizen, learner, scruffy, goof.
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