None of us knows
how the future will
unfold.
Nor should we seek
to.
The future is what
happens;
it can be shaped and
influenced
for good or for ill.
We make our choices.
To be wise is to
accept one’s place of beginning
but not to be bound
by it.
To be faithful
is to see the
possibilities for living,
and, from that
eclectic array,
select and implement
those that create hope
and lead to life.
Regardless
of the consequences.
To fulfil all
righteousness
is to do the work of
love.
Nothing more;
nothing less.
These are the things
that produce divine pleasure
and joy among the
angels.
Here, among these
waters,
is a beginning,
and the first of
many.
© Ken Rookes 2015
My apologies; this poem was written in response to Matthew’s account of the Baptism of Jesus, not that of Mark, as it should have been for Year B. I got lost in the lectionary.
My apologies; this poem was written in response to Matthew’s account of the Baptism of Jesus, not that of Mark, as it should have been for Year B. I got lost in the lectionary.
1 comment:
beautiful poem Ken. Thank you.
Hope your 2015 is a blessed one.
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