Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. How could we sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land? —Psalm 137.4
The world around us can seem foreign: strange ideals, the consumption of lives, the poetry of evil, ill-costumed words, violence slithering through smooth phrases, death clad as commerce, fear as pride, the noise of the glib machinery of injustice, the wailing of anger, cynicism and dread.
How can we sing the song of peace, the gentle air of love amid such clamor?
Be still and listen to the silence within, the mothering heartbeat, the sea of mercy breathing about us, heaven humming a little lullaby, a song for a child afraid to rest, sung to us, soft, since our beginning, song of the earth despite our cruelties, song of slaves in chains and mothers in labor, song of your own pulse and breath. Listen. The Steadfast One is singing to you.
Go back to the stillness you came from and listen. Let the Lord's song sing in you. Let it become become your only voice.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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