A Poem

This is a poem I wrote for the retreat we led last weekend. Thought I'd share it here as well. Enjoy.

This is the world we live in. This is God's good world. For all the chaos and distraction and unhealth that seeks to define us, there is a good world beneath...beckoning us to share it's rhythm. Calling us back to our true source.

Still, we tend to hear those who shout loudest.

Consume, consume, consume! Eat! Starve yourself! Buy more stuff! You're not pretty! You'll never get the girl! Your life is insignificant! Violence is the only way to resolve your problems!

But there is a still small voice calling us home. A return to the most ancient of ways. A calling to our true self. A calling for our present...into God's future.

Be still. Move with me. You are not what you own. Time is not ticking away. Your life matters. Try turning the other cheek. Beauty is fleeting.

[deep breath]

The Creator is calling us backward and forward...to a deeper level of humanity and divinity. The Creator is calling us to explore who we were made to be...and who we were made to become. The Creator is calling us.