Meaning Esau Have I Scorned
(a Bible study)
Jacob was
Preferenced
To set the course of Israel
To become a people
Who shall live
The same
With an identity
Moses having gotten the name
Of God
Or as close as we shall get
(being I am that I am
not unlike Popeye
in our time)
To have a name
And also laws
Carved in organic stone
For living people
And these
Are not as hazy
As a name that needs no name
The laws are clear
And shall become
A code
A compass
And a litmus
Who readings shall prove
Judgment
In favor or against
This people
And
In fact
Jacob shall become
Israel in name
And in that amazing purpose
Claiming certain tribes
Marked from the children
And eventually
A homeland
For the twelve
With all conviction
And the foibles
That this people carry
While God must bear with them
And so
With all of us
Called Israel
Or something else
But now this matter about
Jacob loved
And Esau
Even hated
We know that Esau was the older
And so
Should inherit
The identity
And naming
Of the family
Should be in charge
Of all things
Of Esau’s own
And the family that shall grow
And the nation that shall
Grow from the family
And it seems
That Jacob was called
Already having
All the mother’s favoritism
And so t
Plot
Works tricks
Sarah with Jacob
To set
And own
Israel
At last
And tricks they are
To use a situation
In which
Esau says
Out of exigence
Yes
My younger brother
You may have the birthright
And inheritance
And then to fool the father
To fool Isaac
With tricks of wool tied to an arm
So that Joseph would be taken
For Esau
And so
As we say
Seal the deal
And in an eon later
The Apostle Paul
Confirm
That not only was a providence
At work
To found then nation
But that the founder
Was
In truth
Loved by God
While the official candidate
Was hated
My
What had Esau done
And I think
The answer might be
Nothing
Paul asked for the assignment
And got it
To kill the followers of Christ
The ones who in Antioch
Were for the first
Time
Called Christian
And yet
Paul came to be a founder of that
Church in Antioch
And several other cities
In the region
Going north and east
And west
From Jerusalem
And finally ending his evangelistic travels
Inside Rome
Itself
Peter was brash
(we shouldn’t be surprised
if he pushed Andrew
around)
And he consistently said
That wrong thing to Jesus
Showing a rhetorical
Tendency
To go too far
He also maimed
A guard
When Jesus was arrested
And for the all the wrong things
He said
He did
That showed mismanagement
Among other things
He was called by Christ
To be the church’s rock
Once the movement
As it were
Solidified
Peter would become the first leader
Of the church
First pope
First “papa”
So to say
The first in charge
In the days when
Such groups
Can go under
Often do
And Moses
Well
We know
That he had grown
Inside a lie
Through childhood
That should have ruined him
And nearly did
Upon disclosure
And Moses
Murdered an Egyptian
And rather than face justice
Chose to flee
Seeking to live away
From the court of Pharaoh
Also maybe
God
For all the years he might have
Remaining
In Midian
As it
Turned out
But
No
This murderer
And coward
Who on top of these
Offered excuses
To the Lord
Why it could not be he
To free the people
And to lead them
Though that is
Through many chapters
Precisely
What transpired
So shall we say that
Jacob got in
And Esau was out
Because God favors paradox
Maybe mischief
Like an association with the raven
Or the spider
Which he made
After all
The creatures as well as mischief
Or is there
Something else
A reason for one sibling
Technically
The wrong one
To be raised
While the right one
Was put down
Sigh
So much deception
By the way
Especially
Even over generations
To get the broad
Extraordinary story
Going
Adam and Eve
And the blame over
Who did what
Between the people
And the serpent
And the casting
Out
(or down)
Regardless
Then the Nephilim
Who were not supposed to exist
By order of
The Lord
But through rebellion
Of some sort
(the kind that angels cause
as well as we
might foment)
Well
Happened
Anyway
With Abraham
The futures of two nations
Were at stake
And so at risk
Through the faithlessness
Of those who heard the prophecy
About numberless
Family
And
Specifically
A child
Sarah laughed
We know
And sent a servant to become
Pregnant by Abraham
And so secure
The lineage
As if the word of God
And God through angels
Could not
Be enough
And there was
Ishmael
And then there was Isaac
And the younger Isaac
Had to be favored
Over Ishmael
Who out of lack of mercy
And of jealousy
Was
Cast out
To die somewhere
With the mother Hagar
And they did not
For God
In fact
Is higher
Than the mischief
God said
To Israel
The nation
You don’t want a king
Who will take your youth
And crops
And wealth
Inside the palace
To feed decision-makers
Also idlers
As always happens
And to people up an army
That means
The young ones that are taken
Might die
More so than if
They stayed at home
Or rose to fight
As volunteers
With will
You don’t want a king
And Israel said
Yes
We do
And God said fine
And what a pair were set
To rule
Saul
And then David
Before the long prosperity
And peace
With Solomon
The first two realms
Indeed possessed
Strength
And beauty
Also corruption
Broken faith
And politics
Without perspective for the
Welfare of the nation
More paradox
More
Mischief
I don’t think so
I think
Rather it was
More than Esau being negated
Was that Jacob
Was uplifted
Like serving on a search committee
And we find ourselves
Talking down some candidates
When the job is to
Cite the reasons why
We should hire
The one
We think well
Should be hired
Which is to say
Jacob was favored
Maybe not because
In life
Esau was not
But in the naming and the keeping
Of the people of the Lord
Despite officialness
Jacob
Was the one
And that might be all
To be the one
For good or ill
Like Moses
Or like Miriam
Like Abrahaham and Sarah
Like Peter
And like Paul
Somewhere within these
And without
Inside the region
And the age
Certain ones are needed
And God shall have that happen
Though our will
Be predominant
More so
Is the widest will
And way
Of God
Don’t like the limitations
On our discretion
And
I think
Our pride
Well
That is understandable
Since the choice for faith
Is paramount
And determines
Afterlife salvation
On our part
Because God’s part
Is done
And is reliable
Unchanging
The love and judgment brought
To bear
On people of the Earth
Past and present
But
Things are
You know
The way things are
And we must hold the limitations
Of the worldly way
On us
While God is unlimited
To own perfection
To impose a will
Unfaulty
And unfailing
The timelines
And the composition
Might seem strange to us
Though we are not celestial
Yet
And there is enough
To manage
Through our foibles
And the things that seem like foibles
From the Lord
But are
As Narnia might say
Deep magic
With rules that came before the rules
The foundation of commandments
And of all experience
To come
And then light and dark
Were made
To overcome
Not chaos
But the void
Rather than nothingness
We have so many things
And we are loved
And there is
Indeed celestial
A hope
That goes with love and judgment
That the world
Through that part
And that person of God
Be saved
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One might say
Well
Esau himself was brash
He threw away
Birthright
And inheritance
To satiate
An immediate need
Which we could argue
Was not a need
So much
As we might have needs
At all
But
I don’t know
How should Esau
Be called to task
So to say
On this
Moses was not hooked
For murder
Or for cowardice
Or even for the several excuses
He gave to God
Very God
In order to bow out
Of his assignment
I think
Rather
We have to say
There is the will of God
And it is positive
So that we do better
Than excoriating Esau
Lifting Jacob
As the one
Even with foibles
That could complement
Those of the other
Matriarchs
And patriarchs
Genesis 25:19-34, the story of Jacob and Esau in the Bible
Matthew 5:44, the injunction to love our enemies
Romans 9:13-15, the part in Romans about loving Jacob and hating Esau
This poem could become the substance of a Bible Study or even a sermon, if one doesn’t mind reading poetry for a sermon (I’ve done that).
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By Design
And
Yes
The wars go on
And nature matches us
For blood
If not intent
While nature
Is indifferent
But our
Destruction’s will
And
You know
That’s it
It’s will
And will you not
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if God were speaking on a Monday
what shall God say
but that
I love you
and command you
while you ignore me
and frankly
do much worse
on your own
not that you can’t
invent things
some
many to admit
that carry goodness along
somehow
almost to defy the flaws
you insist
on leading with
things to keep life going
to have ease
in doing other things
if not
the reasons why
that I’m afraid I have
and my host
reveals
which I do not withhold
at all
though you will
have spirit
without me
and so dilute
my love
and certainly
my command
for you know
I am God
and cannot give you names
for me
out of convenience
a god of attribute
interesting
but not conclusive
let alone relevant
in any
situation
I am God
and I love you
and I command
and would direct you
day to day
and in the moments
with perfection
and all
love
and yet do leave you
to yourselves
which might seem puzzling
to think on it
since I could have made you
something propelled
only by
my will
but then what would
you be
the ends of strings
while even angels have
more will than that
and I want
you to be you
in every way
which means
I leave you
to you your own
first on the inside
then the outside
and then how you might affect
this first world
of ours
I love you
and command you
and must have you
be you
even to
the withholding of myself
and ourselves
to let you go
and then come back
and should remain
on your own
and I know
it sounds
as if manipulations
slides
as if
serpentine
through all
but how free
does it seem to you
unless you oppress
each other
how free to decide
on you
and me
and how things are
what is reality
and places in it
how I made you
how I love you
globes of energy
with limbs
and brains
hearts that pump
so much more than blood
though wondrous
all parts
and all parts are yours
not because I say so
but what is
and I was here
and shall return
and shall in spirit
reside
invest this moment
all
for your consideration
and what of the cosmos
I keep going
as in maintaining
anyway
and shall you rise
I hope so
rise through all distractions
that are fallen
and keep you falling
still
decide
then
what you will
and don’t worry
how I judge the rest
that’s up to me
and I know
potential
and ability
take each one on
sometimes in pairs
and finally a people
with a fate
now let’s
find out
what that is
maybe together
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Isle
Maldives, Maldives
published 12 hours ago [2 p.m.]
Shall We Dance
I don’t know what
To say
More importantly,
I don’t know what
To do
What would you do?
You would love through everything
And give
And serve
You would breathe justice
And you would also allow everyone a voice
And give everyone a turn
You would let water roll
And gather it in still, green places
So that people might have a drink
And maybe around which
To build
And then let the water move on
So that it gathers safely
And keeps moving to feed others
You would
Protect the land,
Give people what they, what we, need
Though we would yet be on our own
Because that is the truth and mystery of will
You would allow each one an hour on one’s own
And make it fine
When each of us returns
To be welcomed back sometimes as if we had been gone for a long while
You would let us be parents
And also children
The child to be a child, certainly,
And also let the grown-ups be from time to time
Like children
You would remember we aren’t perfect
There are flaws built in through sin that maybe wasn’t ours
But in some paradox
Or even some kind of unfairness
We’re left to deal with
One by one
And in every generation, until everything’s renewed
‘Til then
You’ll keep us from perfection
Yet love us without flaw
While we will pray and liturgize haphazardly
Depending on our creeds and the splinters we’ve allowed
‘Til unity
Make sense
For love
And practicality
And you come down
Come up
Come form the side
At last
To finish the justice that was started in creation
To fix our flaws
The way we broke the Earth
The way we break each other
Mended finally
To last
As last
And how we were
The first day that you made us
When we had a garden to tend
That for all we know
Was planetwide
At first
And everything to name
Because you meant for us to task
Everything we are
And love the work
And labor of our lives
So today I will wonder
And do things
And wondering’s a thing
And think on you
And think on everyone
And everything
On Earth
And in the stars that as a kind
We have only started
To approach
And hopefully
If flawed
Though flawed for now
And even though
With your approval
As some of us
Wrote and sang
Shall we dance
After our work
And in our work
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The popular song “Shall We Dance” is from the musical The King and I, though there is an earlier, eponymous movie (a vehicle for Rogers and Astaire).
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reasoning
(a prayer)
O God
Oh
God
(invocating
supplicating)
how are you
in our lives
how do your angels
work in dialogue
between
two sets of wills
your will
so elastic
as to have us
mess it up through
discretion
or what seems perhaps
an accident
or random thing
from us
and yet your will
predominate
your cosmic will
and will for all your spirits
made
and always
from the beginning
ending
and beginning
and everything between
so how shall we have our days
our hours
in ourselves
not pawns
but active players
in some plan of yours
one plan
and all of us
somehow
as parts
yet what we do
must matter
from the inside
to the outside
even the outermost
and is it miracle
or an extraordinary
definition
of happenstance
or some other medium
in which
we move
and have our being
and our choices
matter
they are valued
they turn into
the ultimate reality
and for our judgment
into paradise
how does that work
what stretches
most
within your will
that becomes a point of doctrine
for our lives
a code
for our discretion
well
what we know
is what we know
that our choices
make a difference
in a universe
of shared presence
manifested
so you choose
so I choose
so we chose
not in a vacuum
but some substance
our of
everything that’s real
the real
that is material
divine
individual
and overarching
if not overlording
oh
Lord
our Lord
how majestic is
your name in all the Earth
maybe an odd affirmation
(time to time)
when you
have no name
being I am
we have names
we have bodies
we have spirits
we have choices
and all of it
has value
part of your way
that goes in every
direction
where solidity
and spirituality
have room
for a plan
we don’t know part of
but in whom we are
the stake
we decide
we could always
learn the rules
(they are in many sources
universally)
then go so far as
to obey
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Psalm 8:9
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Prayer for Me and Everyone
(and everyone who needs to pray this way)
O God
Our help
Help me
Keep me safe
And sane enough
For jazz
Or really
For the world
Largely indifference
But with those
As we say
(as I say)
Who’d just as soon
Cheat you
As smile at you
(who cheat you
first
by smiling
at you)
Really
Though
I need your company
And to feel it
Please
As companionship
If I may ask
Not so much
As a judge
Even though you are
And shall
And woe to me
When that business
Comes
And
Yes
I’m thinking
Like the Amish farmer
Who when asked
If saved
Replied
For all this faith
And service
I hope so
And I hope so
Though there is a world
That needs you
Even for orneriness
And even
Scorn
And hatred
For the differences
It fears
While some of us find
Difference
Interesting
And how did I evolve
This way
Conservative
Yet believing
In the prismatic way
One light becomes
Well
Help me
Lord
Please
I am too poor
Without resources
To do much
But I am I
Such as that is
And it seems
According to doctrine
And the smallest
Mustard-seed
Like
Miracles that happen
You persist
Somehow perfectly
In loving me
And keeping me
And I’d like to ask
And will
About my friends
By blood
And choice
And happenstance
And for a world
That’s cracked
And losing air
To please give everyone
A chance
And then another
We need you
In unknowing
We are a cloud of witnesses
If a stormy
One
You made
And let become
Over ages
Where is Eden now
Where are the rivers
And the perfect
Vegetation
And shall
We ever
Know such things again
As at the start
If that
The angel on assignment
Could step down
And lowering
The sword on fire
Raise the other arm
Then say
The trialing time is over
Welcome back
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x
x
first poem led to the second
x
x
staging
x
orange-pink
next to the tree
in the distance
deep blue sky
mostly
with the morning star
small and white
looking far-off
nova-like
in the waveless sea
predawn
it’s dawning now
only started
when I looked through
the blinds
hearing nearly nothing
on the street
in the tree
the usual outside
the window
absent
muffled
however everything prepares
so early
for the normal noise to come
x
x
Open Range
x
God
I wondered
If you ever might
Be surprised
Like us
Because you are in part
Like us
I mean
It goes that way as well
Made in your image
Aren’t we then
Like you
And if it’s on the inside
Then emotions
And sensations
Might be attributed
To you
Pleasure
Perhaps
And passion
Love
Even the fragile feeling
And do you feel sad
x
We say you’re angry
(it’s in
our books)
It was the impetus that
Forbearance
Allowed enough
The ark
With some people on it
To survive
The keel-less journey
x
Some say Gilgamesh
As well
While some and others
See and hear
Your anger in extremities
Of nature
(outside nature)
In the storms
Lightning fires
And eruptions
Even in
Quakes
That certify your condemnation
Or our use of land
x
Or that you stretch
Because you do
Your might because it is
Inside the
Cosmos
And must have its say
In addition to
The munificence of creation
x
So if
Everything’s available
Every aspect
Then you might mourn
And be taken
Unaware
Be satisfied
And disappointed
Have a plan
And have it moved
Knowing both parts
Are approved
x
And there’s the qualifier
Maybe
Whatever happens
Happens
In your sight
And your hearing
The smell
The touch
The taste
Of your omniscience
So that
Fragility is held by strength
Options are
More or less contained
And unaware
Might be for fun
Except for earnestness
Part of the plan
Somehow
You feel it
And you know it
Then move on
So you could say
With justice
That you knew it all along
x
x
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(x = space)
x
x
I Should Get God
x
I should finish
For the day
Though I haven’t thought of God
Frankly
Enough
Even in everything
Thought
Reason
Let those serve
Better than roted doctrine
But through holy words
Inside
x
For there
(sometimes in the world)
God is there
I know
Existence not incumbent
On my knowing
x
It is a choice
Not to exist
But to believe
x
I talk throughout the day
To someone there
Who is not
(if I were crazed)
A Roosevelt
Or Fred Gwynne as an angel
x
Though I like Fred Gwynne
An angel
(you may look it up)
And so think of his portrayal
As an angel
Telling stories
In a deep voice
Given to
A sonorous performance
x
That’s my suburban way
Real angels are magnificent
And frightening
Reflecting awful
As in awe
In aspect
In deserved
(for being)
In response
To God
x
But we talk
Maybe-angel
And I
And I am nudged
Throughout the day
For choices
To consider
And which work out
(tend to)
If I listen
x
Presence
Like a present
(pun)
For grace is free
Salvation won already
A door that works
Like a door
Except
Without a door knob
x
We are inside
There is a knock
We know who it is
And only with a latch
Only on our side
And shall we open
And invite
The one we know
If only heard of
Now and then
x
And it is Jesus
Even as a stranger
Exudes the promise
Though we may leave outside
The person
And the invitation
We are allowed
x
Existence doesn’t change
So much
But our will
Is changeable
As it is viable
x
We truly make the difference
In this meeting
Thinking head
Incising heart
Maybe a hopeful spirit
With yes
Well
There is God
x
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(x = space)
x
x
Arborism
x
What will God tell us
To do good
x
Well, to do good
x
What if we’re feeling
Old and sick
x
And virtue
Seems too hard
x
After surgery and all
Or simply years
Of needing the investment
To get by
x
I don’t want excuses
Or to have them
Excused
I want resources
Energy
And time
x
Great things to consider
Though not so much when
We have them
We complain
We grow complacent
We choose bored
x
We all have something
For the whining
A tonic
Say
Say
Reality
Sometimes admittedly
A herculean lifting
Of a desert screen or
Something we believe
Might be on
Fire
To keep it there
Like Atlas with the world
Or the elephant upon
The wheel
Upon the turtle
x
Balancing
Then yes
With risk
Reaching under
That heavy
Skim
Detritus and illusion
To deal in the truth
To clear the roots
Spruce up
Our perception
Look at
What’s holding up
The holding up
And what is healthy
What needs
Pruning
What needs sliding off the top
For good
x
Maybe we leave the balance
Then
Clear roots
Above which
Sits our world
Our own
If there is something
x
A little easier
Or at least more visible
Atlas might not shrug so much
But smile
(the turtle, too)
x
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