Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005


Knowing when...
When thee cannot ignore that the coincidence is not only profound, but is calling thy attention... a sort of "Hey Thickhead!" from that ? .

All that thee knows... hides... cannot face... is in thy face.

All that is revealed thee knows in thy heart, in spite of denial, strong denial.

Thee knows the miracle IS, though perhaps not why

As fast as thee runs to it or from it, it is there

It exposes selfishness and sin, and forgives at the same time

The darkest spot of thy soul is bathed in light

Thee is still the same week and strong stuff thee always was... but week and strong... are not so different.

Everything becomes alright, even if nothing is solved

Thee finds thee only needs to say God is to all the commentary

Nothing changes, every thing changes, Joy, Love and Faith are all at once possible

Friends... within a deeply moving, sometimes painful, forever beautiful miracle with no end in sight, I can affirm to ye... dear Friends

God IS.


At 9:29 AM, Blogger Rich in Brooklyn said...

This post has the feeling of a message that might have arisen in worship. Thank you for sharing it.


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