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While He was praying, His face changed in appearance and clothing became dazzling White. Luke 9:29
The Transfiguration is an amazing event (Father Christ) Jesus shining as sun conversing with Moses and Elijjah-
His 3 apostles were asleep
Fortunately for us
They awake in time to hear (Eternal) God saying to them (and to us)
“This is my chosen (Eternal) Son, listen to Him”
Asked a good friend
“What’s secret of Happy life”
“Stay awake!”
Means be present to the present moment-do not live in past
Or Fret (state of anxiety or worry) the future
Pay attention to people
Walk in and out of life everyday
Engage with nature
People
Scripture (as you’re doing now)
Be sensitive to the movements own heart
Mini-Transfigurations happening everyday Seasons changing
Child maturing
New insights emerging
Love deepening
Small deeds goodness unfolding around Don’t miss them!
We journey through mystery’s dimly lit hall
Where questions arise and philosopher's brawl
The compass of faith guiding each step we take
Across valleys of doubt, through rivers opaque
Yet each answer discovered, each secret unfurled
Is handed in whispers from a Wisdom above this world
Presuppositions buried deep in the mind’s fertile ground
Watered by Scripture, the growth is profound
Truth does not tremble at reason’s demand
Instead, faith is the lantern we clutch in our hand
In the dusk of confusion, we search for the dawn
Trusting His guidance His logic is strong
Augustine’s refrain echoes soft through the years
“We believe to understand,” dissolving our fears
Reason resting on the shoulders of faith
Reason feeding the other, faith opens the gate
We lean not on ourselves but acknowledge His ways
Finding knowledge anew in the Ancient of Days
So let us not falter nor stumble nor stray
For the journey of faith is not linear gray
It curves with each prayer and bends with each plea
As the Lord of all wisdom draws near to thee
From the Spirit’s soft whisper and wandering eye
From the Garden’s old tree to Mount Sinai
The pattern is woven from Eden to now
Faith and reason in concert, before Him we bow
Our steps may be weary, our vision unclear
But the Word is our anchor, the hope to see clear
Right reason is one reason we can enter the deep
Of mysteries hidden, but not to the sheep
As the beginning of knowledge, reverence and awe
We stand on the promise, the truth of God’s law
May the faith that we have direct a reasoning heart
The intellectual fraction is where we start
For He leads us onward, through darkness and light
Unveiling the secrets that banish the night
Reason and faith, let them dance, faith will lead
Guided by The Spirit Who you’ll never impede
Remember me
Your beloved mother
In the low hours
Whenever you are feeling weak
And have lowered
Your powerful barriers
For it's then I can only be truly seen
Remember me
As that tsunami of furious fire
That once reenergized you
In dark years
When you were alone and tired
To be wholly free
Remember me
By looking at my picture
Of us together
Your now favourite
Black and white one
I sent you
As my holy scripture
That you'll only need
Remember me when you too are old
Standing brightly as the early morning sun
In the darkness of old age
Even though your beloved memories are getting cold
Before God turns your page
So you can fade away
To join me
As the hours and seconds
Run away
Remember me
So I may stay
In some strange spiritual way
To give you comfort
Until you too are recalled
To float away
Someday
Remember me
My poetic love
So I can come to you
In dreams
Walking down to find you
Through the ethereal blue rivers and green
Underground streams
To reach you to swim
Together
Reunited
In the Holy Sea
Until the early morning sunrise
Remember me
As your true spiritual devotion
Who you met in physical flesh
As one
Who wrote down
In a pre-life road map
With a spirit guide
In another
Far away nation
“I want to meet someone so extraordinary
A child of mine
Someone so special to be a member of my own tribe
Who will show me such poetic wonders”
“That my heart will open up its velvety doors and ask to be possessed as it pleads to confess
Before I once more walk
In those heavenly tides
Of the Holy Sea”
And then I suddenly met you at birth
Mesmerised
By all I could see
So that's why I pray
For you
Each night
So you'll remember me
As I wait here
Walking barefoot and alone
In the swirling tides
Of The Holy Sea
Waiting
for the one to love me again
I once wrote down before I was born
The only one I'll ever need
Just remember me
It's why I left this letter in my will
For you
My beloved to read
Just remember me
Your beloved mother
Who loves you like no other
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Often, it is the littlest smile, the hardest mile,
The darkest night and the wisest heart…
Who understand the trembling of a dewlike tear,
The whisper of a silence, breathing out a promise…
Light falling from the flames of an inspiration,
Amazing burning away the past, all that will last…
Stirs up the spirit with insight, wonder, music in an inkling,
Kindled by the passions, the intensity, the power….
Alive, like grace, raining hope through the pain,
Breathing joy into the wind, a feeling, a gentling, a moment…
When the heart grows its wings and love reminds the soul
To just believe, just believe…
Believing is the key to bringing down the beautiful rays,
Softly flowing hymns, dancing to the grace, the merciful,
The peace that comes to those who simply hear His voice…
In the stardust dreams, the kindness, the invitation to believe –
With a faith that only He can enthuse, a faith that, like love…
Comes from knowing the living truth…
He is the One who moves the heart to give, the soul to live.
With Him, there is hope for the moment when light lets in…
Eternity, forever on a prayer…
The promise of heaven, life with the One…
Who abides inside, in spirit, lifting every soul,
So we can know – salvation comes to those who just believe…
In the One who replaced the hardest heart with a kind and caring
Heart, softened by the remembrance of Him, who forgives sin –
Him, who teaches the wisdom of listening to scripture and giving…
The soul to Him who is more than a teacher – He is the scripture!
Coldest day yet, 'fore new bairn was christened,
mother's muse foretold as hearth embers failed.
Scripture held tight, she quietly listened,
as cradled creature withered, weeped, and wailed.
What secret kept a mother by proxy,
pallid face adorned in humanlike form.
Life borne so different any other,
unabashed at life's ex utero norm.
Green-gilled coveting mother's pride they wait,
singing forgotten changling's mirthful strains.
Off sibling snatched by fae's strange fostered fate,
sad imposter never thrived, yet remains.
Mother's cast away changling unwanted,
yet child's love remains true and undaunted.
March 13 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Kings 9-12
Key Verse – 1Kings 9:3 And the LORD said unto him, I have heard thy prayer and thy supplication, that thou hast made before me: I have hallowed this house, which thou hast built, to put my name there for ever; and mine eyes and mine heart shall be there perpetually.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR HEARING MY PRAYER
Thank You for hearing my prayer and plea
Please enable me to worship You with grateful glee
As You teach me that from sin-corruption I flee---
Here am I learning from You so I can become what You want me to be.
Thank You for hearing my prayer and request
Please allow me to abide in Your will’s center and fullest
As You lead me to Your fellowship’s nest---
Here am I striving to give You my very best.
Thank You for hearing my prayer and need
Please help me that from selfishness I’ll be fully freed
As You love me with Your compassion constantly indeed---
Here am I anticipating for Your grant, devoid of greed.
Thank You for hearing my prayer and supplication
Please hallow me with Your sanctification
As You keep me in Your instruction---
Here am I walking before You in the integrity of heart’s conviction.
Thank You for hearing my prayer and concern
Please rescue me from frustration and failure’s darts I can’t discern
As You secure me against vain worldliness’ tavern--
Here am I cleaving to You around Your rules that govern.
Thank You for hearing my prayer and care-groaning
Please attend to me midst my confessed complaining
As You assure me Your mercy’s bounty so well-meaning---
Here am I trusting You with faith, on Your promises firmly leaning.
March 13, 2022
I once read,
If I am a parishioner,
(or a student
or a child
or some other non-elite ecofeminist identity)
Then someone has power over me.
It would have been more helpful
if this "someone"
had been named,
finger-pointed outed.
I am left wondering,
Who could this Someone be?
And, is this non-indigenous power
used to empower and disempower me?
And/Or, disempower and empower We?
And possibly some of both,
and all fractal four, above?
Or, with the And/Or above,
is this actually another variation
on a perfect octave circling power-string?
This "someone"
could not mean clergy,
usually civil,
civic-minded
more than uncivil;
Called to suffering of servant facilitators,
moderators,
mediators of democratically inclusive theological reflection
on real world experience,
the scripture of ecological dynasties,
Natural relationships
learned as also,
at our best and most resilient,
theologically resonant health
and safe-valued wealth
of co-passions,
positive
equivalent to double-negatives,
Stories
and histories
and herstories
of double-binding bilateral ZeroZone Souls.
Two intersectional stories
for all relationships,
secular Yang
with sacred non-elite bilateral yin-squared power
climates inside/outside,
Fractals of positive empowerment
and negative disempowerment
forMe/ofWe
Within ecosystems ego-sufficient
and concomitantly co-arising
ego/eco-empowerment;
co-incidental transubstantiation
When Ego equals LeftYang hemispheric framing lenses
and Eco equals RightYin political GreenCommons network
of interdependence,
intersectionality,
sufficient left/right co-affirmation
I am a Taoist parishioner
now wondering why Straight White Male Fragility
would have unmitigated retributive powers
over win/win restorative justice We
So, when reading,
If I am a parishioner,
(or a student
or a child
or some other ecofeminist identity)
Then someone
slightly less LeftBrain dominant
and more RightBrain affirming
empowers warmly accompanying me.
March 6 Scripture Meditations Based on 2Samuel 9-12
Key Verse – 2Samuel 10:3 …Thinkest thou that David doth honour thy father, that he hath sent comforters unto thee? …
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR COMFORTING ME
Thank You for comforting me, welcoming me to Your fellowship
Even ushering me toward Your friendship…
Now, I come to Your throne along Your offered intimate relationship
Behold my joy of wholehearted worship.
Thank You for comforting me, restoring me with Your supply-gain
Even feeding me at Your table of satisfaction-reign…
Now, I have food to eat with nutritious grain
Behold my contentment against dissatisfaction strain.
Thank You for comforting me, showing me Your kindness
Even fetching me out of loneliness…
Now, I bow down with reverence-humbleness
Behold my praise with sincere gratefulness.
Thank You for comforting me, setting me in Your liberty
Even fighting for me midst any adversity…
Now, I hide in Your love’s security
Behold my submission with earnest honesty.
Thank You for comforting me, helping me by Your might
Even strengthening me against adversary’s height…
Now, I draw nigh to Your triumphant light
Behold my good courage for righteousness-fight.
Thank You for comforting me, leading me to Your heart
Even upholding me, right from the very start…
Now, I abide in Your Word, never to depart
Behold my conviction, shield from worldliness’ dart.
March 6, 2022
Delegation by Design
Delegation by design, God calls the faithful to serve,
In His house with purpose, with passion and nerve.
To serve the Master is a calling so high,
With honor and joy, with hearts lifted high.
We’re not all called to every task or place,
But each is appointed by God’s perfect grace.
Deacons and deaconesses, chosen to stand,
In service and love, by His sovereign hand.
A life that is holy, no twisting, no game,
Just living for Jesus and lifting His name.
With wisdom and kindness, integrity too,
Reflecting Christ’s image in all that you do.
A role by His choosing, a sacred design,
According to Scripture, it is a divine calling.
To live to a standard both steady and true,
At home and in service—His light shining through.
A deacon, devoted, in covenant stands,
With purity guiding his heart and his plans.
The deaconess also walks each day humbly,
In Christlike reflection along the same way.
Though some may resist or not understand,
Stay faithful and steady, upheld by His hand.
For you are appointed, entrusted, aligned,
Set apart for His glory—delegated by design.
Together in unity, growing as one,
Serving with purpose till the work is done.
For Jesus, our Savior, the perfect example,
Left heaven to serve in humility’s temple.
So walk in compassion, be humble and kind,
In this sacred calling so carefully designed.
Give glory to God in all that you do,
Let Christ be the model reflected in you.
For those who serve well, a promise is given,
A crown of life waiting, a reward straight from heaven.
So be faithful to the end, let your light brightly shine—
A servant of Christ, by delegation divine.
My best Friend is my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ Who knows my condition!
My soul He freed from hell’s eternal damnation
He redeemed me, assuring me His salvation
Making me a heaven-bound citizen with eternal life’s possession.
My best Friend is my satisfaction Grantor Who shows my bestowed privilege!
My spirit He assured that I’m His child He does acknowledge
He endowed me with precious inheritance based on His pledge
Making me a potential investor in His divine work’s mileage.
My best Friend is my tranquility Source Who fixes my peaceful being!
My body He made the temple of the Holy Spirit I must be obeying
He enables me to grow in His grace while unceasingly praying
Making me a blessed Christian, while in His will, I keep on staying.
My best Friend is He Who completes my wholeness!
My heart He fills with His joy, mirth and gladness
He meets my insufficiency and nothingness with timeliness
Making me a rich heir in His gracious and loving bountifulness.
My best Friend settles my perspective!
My mind He renewed when my sins He did forgive
He teaches me by His counsels that His Word delights to give
Making me a wise learner, as for Him, I decide to live.
My best Friend builds up my testimony’s history!
My desire He has geared toward proclaiming the Gospel story
He subdues my selfishness, pride, and worldliness that bring me misery
Making me a faithful steward, determined to serve Him toward His victory.
My best Friend* is my life’s sturdy anchor!
My strength He empowers by His might where I find succor
He straightens me in my pursuit for holiness while for Him I labor
Making me a sincere life-builder who leads others to His friendship’s harbor.
*James 2:23 And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God.
May 9, 2018