Monday, April 14, 2014

pray attention

This brilliant banner waved yesterday at my nephews' church in Wilmington. The children there follow a donkey around the block before the Palm Sunday service begins, symbolizing the triumphant parade that marks the start of Holy Week. Even though I know the story from beginning to end to beginning again, it never ceases to bring me to my knees. While on them, here is a poem by Mary Oliver to consider, which the minister shared:
Praying
It doesn't have to be the blue iris.
It could be weeds in a vacant lot,
Or a few small stones;
Just pay attention,
Then patch a few words together and don't try to make them elaborate.
This isn't a contest
but the doorway into thanks.
And a silence in which another voice may speak.

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