April 19, 2014

Holy Saturday

A fragment from a poem:

So it is not hard to understand
   where God's body is, it is
everywhere and everything; shore and the vast
   fields of water, the accidental and the intended
over here, over there. And I bow down
   participate and attentive

it is so dense and apparent.  And all the same I am still
   unsatisfied.  Standing
here, now, I am thinking
   not of His thick wrists and His blue
shoulders, but, still, of Him.  Where, do you suppose, is His
   pale and wonderful mind?

   from "On Thy Wondrous Works I Will Meditate (Psalm 145)"
   by Mary Oliver, in Thirst, published by Beacon Press, Boston, 2006.

Where do you suppose His mind is?  If we were paying attention last Sunday, then we know:  "Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus…" (Philippians 2:5).  On this day of waiting, as we prepare for resurrection, let that holy and transcendent mind be somehow resurrected in us.

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