Sunday, June 07, 2009

Sunday Morning

Sitting at the piano this morning during our corporate gathering, completing the ring of worshipers in our sanctuary circle, the presence of several hundred eternal souls called me to attend. This is my response:

Nature is precious
Sacramental as it is fleet
I worship in the mutable cathedral
of a singular moment

The body of Christ is precious
now and forever, wave and particle
We gather and wonder--
How much eternity can one space hold?

1 comment:

Brett and Kyla said...

Haven't heard from you in awhile and hope things are going ok. Have you done any sailing the last couple weeks? Our boat is on the hard in Florida. We have a friend trying desperately to figure out a way to truck it up here for us to Oregon. Wouldn't that be grand?
Hope you're all well.