I know my last post resonated with many of you and I so appreciate your thoughtful comments. It does feel a bit like I’m preaching to choir here; and that is both helpful and encouraging to know we share the same values, and also discouraging to know we also share many of the same neighbors!
I know we don’t all share the same faith, but we do share a love for Mary Oliver. This poem was part of my morning devotion on Wednesday and I knew I wanted to share it with y’all. I didn’t pick up on the doorway metaphor until I re-read the words this afternoon. and I knew that made it perfect for today.
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
~Mary Oliver (via Common Prayer, A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals)
Have a good week, y’all. Stay safe. Be well. Pay attention. Find windows. and doors. xo.