"What we plant in the soil of contemplation, we shall reap in the harvest of action." - Meister Eckhart
----- A Jinjagoliath poem: 25th September 2020 (lockdown) -----
A prayer for those Whose lives are thin And shelves devoid of Bread and tin. A stronger prayer For those who stand With more than enough In every hand. For in God's Kingdom Love is King And generosity The trendy thing. There is no lack Or chance despair. No deprivation. No hunger there. In God's town.. No cupboards bare. No hungry child. No shadow there. In the City of Angels No fears you'll find For hope and joy Are all refined.. ..by hands and feet Of those who love And serve the one true God above. So come on people! Come and see What God can do through you. Through me. It's Harvest And in the Autumn glow The words of truth are: "Reap" and "sow" For heaven need not be a 'distant place' If we love our neighbour, At this time. In this space. So here's my prayer; Dear God above.. Open our hearts Through the power of Your love And help us to see, every moment we live, With the eyes of Your generous Spirit. Teach us kindness. Teach us to give. For the path may be narrow But our hearts can be wide. Under God's season of plenty.. ..and blessing No-one can hide. And in closing I ask That I never walk by. That I look that God given task Square in the eye. Keep me soft in the heart Never letting it harden. That the Eden we seek Is right here in this garden.
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