“………….and you say you didn’t know HE was flying above you?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 18
Biblical Scripture: Mark 9:2-8
Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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10-Mar-12: Mark 9:2-8

 

Six days later, Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain apart, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them,

3 and his clothes became dazzling white, such as no one on earth could bleach them.

4 And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, who were talking with Jesus.

5 Then Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.”

6 He did not know what to say, for they were terrified.

7 Then a cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud there came a voice, “This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!”

8 Suddenly when they looked around, they saw no one with them any more, but only Jesus.

 

 

 

 

 

“………….and you say you didn’t know HE was flying above you?”

 

 

 

Once wounded, now bounded and hugged and bugged to be more care-ful, YES!

Old Spottedy Goat lay so contenteddy, so blessedy, in the lap of that healing Stumpy, WHEE!

Littley Ol’ Lamby hopped and skipped all about, never mind any rocks, so much in glee o’er passing a test!

All friends huddling ’round, waiting and stating their joy o’er Spottey, e’en Ol’ Floppy Ears in glee!

 

 

With sudden rush of wind and blazing light, e’en unto Glory, all friends fell down on their faces,

All friends grabbed and reached and ne’er unto preached all wonders and visions of HIM on high!

“What means ye so tumbled, mumbled about on ye faces, ye dear critters o’ mine?” cawed Old Crow.

“Why, hush ye cawing, ye old blackey !  Did not not see three on high,come to bless? Oh, my!”

 

 

 

 

 

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“…and you said no one would help me if I did not listen to that crowd!”


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Lenten Journey – Day 8
Biblical Scripture: Matthew 4:1-11
Open Invitation to Join Terri from
Cloaked Monk

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29-Feb-12: Matthew 4:1-11

Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil. 2 He fasted forty days and forty nights, and afterwards he was famished. 3 The tempter came and said to him, “If you are the Son of God, command these stones to become loaves of bread.” 4 But he answered, “It is written,‘One does not live by bread alone,but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’… “10 Jesus said to him, “Away with you, Satan! for it is written,‘Worship the Lord your God,and serve only him.’ “11 Then the devil left him, and suddenly angels came and waited on him.

 

 

“….and you said no one would help me or feed me if I did not go along with all those others back there beyond the stable!”

 

 

Flop-Eared Boy tweaked onto the tail of flop-eared donkey friend

So both could edge and wiggle around the rocks to the tippy-top

So both might pause some littlest while to search for crumbs round the bend

So both might get unminding of grumbling inwards without sop.

 

 

Flop-Eared Boy dare not member of thieves selling corn on that far lane

Flop-Eared Boy dare not trember of old wives screaming of hunger to come

Flop-Eared Boy dare only twitter and twitch in membrance of Babe to train

Flop-Eared Boy and flop-eared donkey to member only angels with bowls of golden plum.

 

 

All friends turned in reaching for Flop-Eared Boy and flop-eared donkey in train

All friends turned to sing and hum and clasp those four ears in warm embrace

All friends turned and turned and turned until full circles of love and light did rain

On sprouts and trouts and snouts in ready for boy and donkey just then found in full light’s trace.

 

 

 

 

SKIPPING A ROPE ALL THE WAY TO THE STALL


 

 

Over the past two weeks, we have learned many truths from some unexpected critterly relationships and encounters on the way to Bethlehem.  We have heard them talking in their own languages, with their own unique points of view.  We have sung with them, been startled by them, marched along them, crawled with them, flew with them, called out to whoever would listen with them.  We have been sweeping clean our own Advent path with a lot of help from our critter friends.

 

N ow we will be meeting up with some beings who are mostly human, but not entirely, thank goodness.  We will listen to them in their own idioms.  We will cry and laugh and dance and crawl and mourn and regret and sigh and then jump up high in many showers of  new light along with these folk.  For, you see, we are created in such a peculiar way that we just do not learn or prepare or rejoice very effectively until our hearts and minds have been drilled by points of light fired like shafts by others into our souls.  Come, let us prepare together!

 

So grab your walking sticks and a travel pack.  Scrub the mists from your eyes, so that you may see clearly what has been inside you always.  Throw a little water over your head, so that you may be clean when meeting these wonderful “other folk”.  Carry a little oil, pack a little water, store up a little grain “against that day foretold since before the creation.”  Take my hand, pilgrim.  

 

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