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  Mark 8:54 am on April 29, 2007 Permalink | Reply  

  With You 

  There is so much to do –

  Books to read,

                          Houses to clean,

              People to meet,

  Errands to run.

  We have little time to share with each other what matters

  In between the lines.

  At the end of the day,

              The end of our life,

  We look back and see our life wasted at high speed

  When we never took the time

  To sit with you, to walk with you.

  To commune

  With You.

   

  My frenetic nature keeps me

  Looking over my shoulder at all the things that need done,

  And for even this moment I am tempted

  To forget to be.

   

  Who am I? 

  How will I ever know, if I never am?

  Hold me, clasp me, and gaze into my eyes.

  I am – I want to be – hypnotized. 

                          With You.

  

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    miller 5:48 pm on April 30, 2007 Permalink

    whoa, is this your’s?

    its really good!

    peace

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    July 3:53 pm on May 4, 2007 Permalink

    I like this a lot! Lovely.

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  Mark 10:52 am on March 28, 2007 Permalink | Reply  

  Psalm Twenty-Three 

  I was reading Psalm 23 in the Hebrew, and as I began to dig into some of the words, I was amazed at what I found. I’m still not sure on some of the phrases (“my owl is full?”). But I am convinced that this Psalm has a lot more to say to my life right now than most of its English counterparts. Be blessed:

  Psalm 23 – A Psalm for David.

  The LORD is my shepherd; I am never lacking anything.

  He causes me to lie down in green spaces; he brings me upon a place of quiet waters.

  He brings back my soul. He guides me in tracks of justice, for the sake of his name.

  Even as I walk into the valley of the death-shadow, I will not fear evil, because you are with me.

  Your family and your (holistic) support they comfort me.

  You arrange in the presence of my enemies a Table; you have anointed my head in oil, my cup is saturated. (or…my owl is full?)

  Only a good and loving loyalty will pursue me all the days of my life.

  And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever and ever.

  

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    Agent wife 11:03 pm on March 28, 2007 Permalink

    wow- thanks for sharing. I like the part about him bringing back my soul and guiding me in tracks of justice and Him being with me. Awesome.

    Also, I’m interested in the story technique of sharing you had mentioned briefly. Is there a post coming about it?

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    Mark 7:53 am on March 29, 2007 Permalink

    Thanks Agent Wife! Yeah, I should make it a point to get on about the “storying” post. I think that storying is going to be a critical way we relate God’s Word to each other in the coming years – especially among the poor, the a-literate, and the over-media-ized (poor in spirit).

    A few updates to my translation since talking with my Hebrew professor:

    “Tracks of justice” could also be seen as “the trust-worthy entrenchments” – God as our shepherd will only take us down roads that he knows won’t lead us to danger.

    “Valley of the death-shadow” – “gloomy valley” or “gross-darkness shadow” the low part of the mountain where raiders or wolves might be stationed.

    “for ever and ever” = “for the rest of my days” small point, but it might make a big difference to know that Hebrews had no concept of eternal living with God in heaven.

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    miller 10:11 am on March 29, 2007 Permalink

    mark,

    great work! i particularly like the part about the green spaces…

    kinda resonates in my heart

    peace

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  Mark 11:12 am on September 8, 2006 Permalink | Reply  

  Holy Now 

  by Peter Mayer

  When I was a boy, each week
  On Sunday, we would go to church
  And pay attention to the priest
  And he would read the Holy Word.
  And consecrate the holy bread
  And everyone would kneel and bow
  Today the only difference is
  Everything is holy now.

  Everything, everything,
  Everything is holy now . . .

  When I was in Sunday school
  We would learn about the time
  Moses split the sea in two
  Jesus made the water wine
  And I remember feeling sad
  that miracles don’t happen still
  But now I can’t keep track
  ‘Cause everything’s a miracle

  Everything, everything
  Everything’s a miracle . . .

  Wine from water is not so small
  An even better magic trick
  is that anything is here at all.
  So the challenging thing becomes
  not to look for miracles
  but finding where there isn’t one.
  Holy water was rare at best
  barely wet my finger tips
  Now I have to hold my breath
  I’m swimming in a sea of it
  Used to be a world half there
  Heaven’s second rate hand me downs
  now I walk it with a reverent air,
  ’cause everything’s holy now.

  This morning outside I stood
  And saw a little red-winged bird
  Shining like a burning bush
  Singing like a scripture verse
  It made me want to bow my head.
  and i remember when church let out -
  how things have changed since then,
  everything is holy now.

  Everything, everything
  Everything is holy now
  Everything, everything,
  Everything is holy now . . .