(inspired by Arthur Green, SEEK MY FACE)
Maybe
God is a gerund, a verb ending in ‘ing‘,
a verb that has become a noun.
Always doing, always being.
And Being.
Never starting, never ending.
But real and solid,
a thing made of action.
Selah: Pause and think.
Maybe
God is a gerund, a verb ending in ‘ing‘,
a verb that has become a noun.
Always doing, always being.
And Being.
Never starting, never ending.
But real and solid,
a thing made of action.
Selah: Pause and think.
I want always to be in the image of that Noun,
A believer and doer and caretaker,
As my true self
In prayer and social action and conscious living,
I want to be in full connection with that Verb,
Believing and doing and caring,
In the truth, whether I call it God or not,
And regardless of the payoff.
I want that Gerund, the noun that is a verb.
Selah: Lift up and exalt.
A believer and doer and caretaker,
As my true self
In prayer and social action and conscious living,
I want to be in full connection with that Verb,
Believing and doing and caring,
In the truth, whether I call it God or not,
And regardless of the payoff.
I want that Gerund, the noun that is a verb.
Selah: Lift up and exalt.
I construct descriptions and meanings
Or attach myself to rituals and history.
My weakness becomes my strength
My solitude becomes community.
This helps me get through my life
And I am comforted.
The universe is vast and incomprehensible.
I need to find joy in my lack of understanding.
I yearn for God’s goodness to pass over me,
Making the intangible, tangible.
Imagining the unimaginable.
God is a gerund: a verb and a noun.
Selah: Stop and listen.
Or attach myself to rituals and history.
My weakness becomes my strength
My solitude becomes community.
This helps me get through my life
And I am comforted.
The universe is vast and incomprehensible.
I need to find joy in my lack of understanding.
I yearn for God’s goodness to pass over me,
Making the intangible, tangible.
Imagining the unimaginable.
God is a gerund: a verb and a noun.
Selah: Stop and listen.