Last night we eight had beers, or drink of sorts
(that's after bush-dance), at the Fed. Hotel.
And while we sat, we started to cavort,
some questing to do, to ask & to tell.
Maybe, like Ian Johanson said, "The few,
the high trust situation might allow"
for real questing to wrestle down the "who"
of what it means to follow him somehow
(since, to the most of us, we have not "seen"
him, yet we've let his love into our hearts.
We recognize his wisdom, what it means
to choose for his creative love that starts
when we allow it into us and out,
in ev'ry choice we make, not to be fussed
but to respond in kind (not only doubt),
to him, who's been so kind, for giving such
devotion to the Father of our souls
and also to his boys scattered, on task.
I heard their words, but now see on the whole
I didn't listen well, or quickly ask
some clarifying questions or, to hear
some further bits of stories they enshrine.
So brothers, "I am sorry." It appears
that I'm still immature, & often times
I'm not responding with the grace that's been
so showered on to me, to let me join
in with his plan to build, not to demean.
So thanks for each good question, friends of mine.
My questing on/
in/ for the "Complex Leg" of the long run:
What disciplines or rhythms do you train
in now, to listen and tune in to God,
to take his attitudes on, in the main
expressing them in choices made and trod
in, lived out in his world, and then to learn
to speak this news he's given us to tell
that his reign is, and though it might be spurned
it's very close, and can make all things "well".
Ca, Lu, Sa, Ci, Ja, Da, Jo, Pa…
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