My Soul Magnifies my Beloved

My soul magnifies my Beloved, and my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour,
for she has looked with favour on me.
Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessed;
for the Loving One has done great things for me,
and holy is her name.

Her mercy is for those who love her
from generation to generation.
She has shown strength with her arm;
she has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts.
She has brought down the powerful from their thrones,
and lifted up the lowly; she has filled the hungry with good things,
and sent the rich away empty.

She has helped me,
because she is full of mercy, according to the promise she made to our ancestors,
to Sara and to her descendants forever. 

 

 

(my version of Luke 1:46-55)

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let it go

let it go – the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise – let it go it
was sworn to
go

let them go – the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers – you must let them go they
were born
to go

let all go – the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things – let all go
dear

so comes love

 

ee cummings

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Abstract II

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Abstract I

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Whoever Keeps their Life will Lose it,  Whoever Gives their Life will Gain

We are given, we are taken away
The best that we can do is give ourselves away
What good is time if we don’t use it 
to find the path within the pain
Whoever keeps their life will lose it,
whoever gives their life will gain

 

Stuart Townend, Keep You Here (song starts at 4:37)

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The Crack in Everything

 

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything 
That’s how the light gets in

 

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Leonhard Cohen

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Blessing When the World is Ending

Look, the world
is always ending
somewhere.

Somewhere
the sun has come
crashing down.

Somewhere
it has gone
completely dark.

Somewhere
it has ended
with the gun,
the knife,
the fist.

Somewhere
it has ended
with the slammed door,
the shattered hope.

Somewhere
it has ended
with the utter quiet
that follows the news
from the phone,
the television,
the hospital room.

Somewhere
it has ended
with a tenderness
that will break
your heart.

But, listen,
this blessing means
to be anything
but morose.
It has not come
to cause despair.

It is simply here
because there is nothing
a blessing
is better suited for
than an ending,
nothing that cries out more
for a blessing
than when a world
is falling apart.

This blessing
will not fix you,
will not mend you,
will not give you
false comfort;
it will not talk to you
about one door opening
when another one closes.

It will simply
sit itself beside you
among the shards
and gently turn your face
toward the direction
from which the light
will come,
gathering itself
about you
as the world begins
again.

© Jan Richardson. janrichardson.com

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