Friends, the attack by an influenza-type lurgi together with internet connection woes mean that what I hoped to achieve earlier in the week has only just come to fruition.
like those on the way –
Erehwon or Erehwyna
we recognise the presence of the risen one
that mysterious transitory presence
dancing at the edge of awareness
never constant, steady, or predictable.
Perceived in fleeting moments
amid the seemingly mundane
we learn to treasure such experience
Did not our hearts burn within us?
Look, he passes by me, and I do not see him.
But being on the way
we may meet the risen one in the past
as well as in present
in suddenly being taken to another place
that opens new paths of remembering:
Do this in remembering me.
(Adapted from a sermon from some years ago, which may have drawn on material from other, long-forgotten, sources.)
© Jeff Shrowder, 2014.
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