At the Floodgates

I dare not follow

too closely behind

(no matter what

I have already sworn).

 

I am unworthy,

and I forget to breathe,

when I see myself,

through Other Eyes.

 

And as the truth pushes

at the floodgates,

I cry out in ignorance,

“What is truth?”

 

 

(in response to today’s post, “YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!”, at The Bereans)

Just Think

“You cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind.” (Author unknown)

Loving the Church by Henri Nouwen

Loving the Church often seems close to impossible. Still, we must keep reminding ourselves that all people in the Church – whether powerful or powerless, conservative or progressive, tolerant or fanatic – belong to that long line of witnesses moving through this valley of tears, singing songs of praise and thanksgiving, listening to the voice of their Lord, and eating together from the bread that keeps multiplying as it is shared. When we remember that, we may be able to say, “I love the Church, and I am glad to belong to it.”

Loving the Church is our sacred duty. Without a true love for the Church, we cannot live in it in joy and peace. And without a true love for the Church, we cannot call people to it.