It's becoming a trend or perhaps a fad. Marcus started it by being Heretical, then L.L. Barkat wrote a Note to the Shepherd and Glynn found a reflection in Sacred Sand. And now I'm following in their footprints, so to speak. Exodus 3 has many facets.
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Barefoot and aware
of dirt and grime
and past actions taken,
a millstone weight of crime.
Too much
and
too little
before this unburning flame,
and the ground beneath
my unshod feet
repeats I am to blame.
Who am I?
Interruption,...
for the answer I inquire.
Not me.
I AM!
The one who is
consumed
is not the fire.
Now four that fit together well.
ReplyDeleteThe Spirit moved, and this was the result. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the end of this! So timely too, because we did the churching of my new godson yesterday (since he's now almost old enough for baptism, but we're holding off until his grandma can get here from Romania) and while reading those prayers, it reminded us that "Our God is a consuming fire, as He was in the Bush before Moses, and in the Coal from Altar on Isaiah's tongue."
ReplyDeleteI like the "millstone weight of crime." This has been a fun surprise activity. Who'll pick up the next poem to keep us going here?
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