To set against the hurt and rejection I remebered this morning,my good friend the Crimson Rambler sent me this, after reading about our joyful Pentecost celebrations
The God Who Only Knows Four Words
Hafiz
Every
Child
Has known God,
Not the God of names,
not the God of don'ts,
Not the God who ever does anything weird,
But the God who only knows four words
And keeps repeating them, saying:
"Come dance with Me."
Come
Dance.
3 comments:
This is at least the third place I have seen that poem in the last week, and I'm really not reading nearly as many blogs as usual at the moment.
Is it spreading through this corner of the blogging world, or is Someone being really very obvious?
Both, of course!
Back to work now, for real. That's my bit of the dance for tonight. Thank you for the reminder.
Thanks. And thanks for the reminder that the Good News doesn't start "You are a sinner!" which is something I needed to hear today.
Thanks for being human. You have had some bad stuff too.
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