Saturday, July 14, 2012

in a little coracle, trying to row it like a boat

At prayer this morning (beginning at Matthew 24:32)

Jesus said, “From the fig tree learn its lesson: as soon as its branch becomes tender and puts forth its leaves, you know that summer is near. So also, when you see all these things, you know that he is near, at the very gates. Truly I tell you, this generation will not pass away until all these things have taken place. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away."

"But about that day and hour no one knows, neither the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. For as the days of Noah were, so will be the coming of the Son of Man. For as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day Noah entered the ark, and they knew nothing until the flood came and swept them all away, so too will be the coming of the Son of Man. Then two will be in the field; one will be taken and one will be left. Two women will be grinding meal together; one will be taken and one will be left."

"Keep awake therefore, for you do not know on what day your Lord is coming. But understand this: if the owner of the house had known in what part of the night the thief was coming, he would have stayed awake and would not have let his house be broken into. Therefore you also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an unexpected hour."
I love this bit o' scripture --but I have only five minutes this morning to reflect and write --but this scripture is the grass bending in waves before the wind --and I think this as huge machines are out there reducing the grass to hard brown stubble, kicking clouds of dust high in to the air....

I like thinking that the Lord is coming like a thief in the night to break in to our houses which we think are so secure...

I like thinking that we can look around and read the signs...

I like thinking that we are in a little coracle, striving to row it like a boat, when what we need to do is let go and ride the current of God...



--and then ride over the waves with our little swords drawn, ready to meet God face to face at the wave at the end of the earth...

Now, I am off to bury somebody's mother. Please keep the family of Cheryl in your prayers.
Peace out.

4 comments:

susankay said...

Reepicheep understood faith -- I just try. Prayers

it's margaret said...

Amen to the susankay!

Reepicheep is and always has been my hero.

JCF said...

“Where sky and water meet,
Where the waves grow ever sweet,
Doubt not, you Reepicheep,
To find all that you seek,
There is the utter east.”

it's margaret said...

love that JCF -love that.