Monday, October 07, 2024

October 7th

"The voice of the LORD causes the oaks to whirl,
    and strips the forest bare;
and in his temple all say, 'Glory!'”  Psalm 29:9

i have rested in old chairs
worn smooth by so many generations
and listened to their silent
prayers lodged in the memories
of the river stones in the walls,
and whispered, 'glory!'
i have taken my place in
decision-making church bodies
where the same discussion
keeps being tabled until
the very next meeting, and
muttered under my breath,
'good grief.'
i have sat on carpet squares
as little kids gathered around
to listen to a book being read
while their attention and hands
were distracted by the golden
retriever curled up on the floor
and sang to myself, 'thank you!'
  
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman

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