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Bilateral Stimulation

(x = space)

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Bilateral Stimulation

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Two candles

What do they mean?

That it is Sunday

Sabbath day

A day in Advent

Second Sunday

The candles on the wreath

Have meaning

The wreath has meaning,

Too

The lights remind us

Of the spirit

Also of faith

And how one fortifies

The other

There is more prophecy

Remembering

The job skill

Of the prophets

In not only future-telling

But foretell the present

As well

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What is happening now?

There are wars

Not for the first time

There drought

And the effects of drought

There have been

Flods as well

Ironically

We and nature

Have our moments

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There is politics

To trouble a way through

All

While not addressing much

And proposing less

Unless we press

Where governments allow

Or where they don’t

And here the prophets

Help us,

Too

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Two candles

Twice as strong

For support

Twice the light

For inspiration

Two times

The investment in the season

In our learning

Or reminding

Of an illuminated world

To come

Plus how each of us

May offer light

Into the world

All wintry to the north

Summery to the south

Though one

Season everywhere

Just now

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Adore the story

In the advent

Of the Lord

Into the world

Light the way

Even with small lights

Even the light

Of one

Though look for lights to add

Look around

Let senses say

Shadowed

And unshadowed

We have each other

In all seasons

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Nicene Intention

(x = space)

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Nicene Intention

(universal method)

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God is God

And God becomes

Human

And as God and

Human

May serve as the

Mediator

Both in between

And on both sides

A sacrificing

(needn’t be done)

Remarkable

Negotiating strategy

To be in the middle

Also moving

Through each side

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It’s real

It’s blood-won

It involves an intimate

Awareness of

Divinity and

The temporal through sin

And loving everyone

Inside everyone

Bring to bear

Reconciliation to the table

All parties

With a nod

That meant

I died for this

For you

For everyone

And everything

On sides

And at this table

One way or another

Now

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Call it an altar

Or a cairn

A memorial

A space

That existed with all spaces

Before Sarah

Before Abraham

Before Buddha

Or Mohammed

(bless the name

and bless all names

approved)

And we have much to do

Then and now

Though now

For the mortal side

Is fair

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Earth shall be fair

As a result of this

Mortal and divine

Working out

What is good

What is victory

What shall be the means

To believe in

And proceed from there

Toward Earth and us

In paradise

In time

Now

Then tomorrow

Breaking time

In fact

So that we have primal

And evermore

Perfection

With all wonders

Wonderful things to do

Each moment

That bears

And shall express

Forever

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The Advocate

(x = space)

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The Advocate

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What shall we say

But that God loves us

Anyway

We will be judged

And all the  rest

All we fear

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But our doctrine

Represents reality

For there

Will be an advocate

Like a lawyer

Pro bono for love

To stand for us

With something better

Than our fear

Our guilt

Could understand

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Something that works

To save us

Anyway

Through lack of evidence

Or character

Reports

But for love of us

That we reached out for

Just a smidgeon

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Was enough

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The Moment

(x = space)

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The Moment

(the Christ encounter)

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The new

Not new

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They are letters

xxxxxof love

How often we forget that

Whose message is for many

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Finally,

Everyone is mentioned

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A gift to all

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The grace they represent

An invitation to the Lord

A life with heaven,

After

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Lent 10

Lent 10

 

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First, though,

We must have him

In the wilderness

Forty days because forty’s

Important

 

In a place for unbelievers

(for heathens dwell upon a heath)

 

Nowhere to rest well

To drink, to bathe

To have the food that comes

From green and ready plants and trees

 

He is there, and

The wild

Must consume him

Yet he is so vast inside

He has room for it and so much more

 

The space of all the world

And the needs for which it

Cries

 

He is not alone

One other must be there

An adversary

Who must tempt the man

And the child untested

In the world

 

Make bread out of rock

Throw your tired body headlong

Into nihilism

Worship me so I can give you

Empire

Of the strong, such as

Alexander took

 

We know how it ends

Jesus cites

Adjures the tempter and

His own need

The thing must depart

The entity, the plan

(wile away another)

Angels visit angels

This act is done

There is no more to say

Or learn

Time to visit other withered places

 

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Twelfth Night or

Twelfth Night or

(6 January)

 

What You Will

A modest title

For a late, great play

Did he mean the pun about

His name?

 

What you will, Will

Will who was not the starving

Artist or

Unknown in his time

 

It is twelfth night

Or the twelfth day of Christmas

Christmas, in fact, in the east

In may (and maybe your) liturgical

Calendar, Epiphany

 

In some parts I know, there will be

A boar’s head festival

A Christian way to say

We remember our English

And European roots

Deep down as they might be

Unseen for an age

 

What is epiphanous today is

What is found and realized in the

Christ story

 

The magi come to visit with the family

Of Joseph

To leave gifts for the child who

They discover is

The one they were searching for

The sky was writing them about

That was the ink

They were the page

The message now fulfilled

 

No return to Herod

The last part

 

There are other matters of

New knowledge in new light

Years after,

He comes to his cousin John

Whose voice speaks to

The wildness in the wilderness

He splits the world in truth

Those who will believe the one

Those who will believe the other

A parable one day applies

Of sheep and goats

 

Repent

Turn around

Follow his way,

Says he of the one he must baptize

Because deep knowing says they must

Do this

 

A dove descends

The Spirit is involved

To have a litany of three

Whose echoes elicited the start

Of everything from nothing

 

What happened to the gifts

Sometimes I wonder

Over-obsessed, they would become a movie

Like the subjects of both arks

And a spear of destiny

Maybe they were covered in a box kept by his mother

As was her way

To have her son and all that followed, after

 

The season before the season

An ending and beginning

It truly is

A new year

Time for decisions

Whom to follow

In the drama that our forms reflect

The play between all things

The material our due

The cosmos in the universe

Play on

 

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Andrew Atzert from Mesa, AZ, USA – Family of DovesUploaded by Snowmanradio, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=11044215

A Mourning Dove parent with two chicks in Mesa, Arizona, USA.

 

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All at Once Everywhere

All at Once Everywhere

(for Christmas day, anytime)

 

It’s a holiday everywhere

Except where it’s not

Sometimes in some places that

Is normal

Some places not so much

 

Where there is suffering

Where there is illness without comfort

Where there is nothing but alone

 

And, you know,

Christ came for these

An infant will grow up into infinity

We will treat him horribly

He will return, because he loves us

More than that

He is here

He is with us, now

And all the angels

With the saints

That’s us

 

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Unseen

“Nothing mattered now.”

After Aslan is slain in

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

by C. S. Lewis

 

Unseen

 

Christ is dead

Not now but long ago

 

And on the full day in between

(Counting days on calendars)

When the body lay in Joseph’s

Tomb, the movement sleeps

As well

 

Nightmares of capture

And, worse, hopelessness

It is a time for cynical

Reasoning among the

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