Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Apropos a lot of things

Another poem from F. Ohler's collection Better Than Nice and Other Unconventional Prayers

Life Is God-Sized

We bring our idols;
You are God.
We come with our theologies;
You are "God only wise."
We keep trying to reduce life to size
with our theology
our biology
our psychology
with all our ologies...
and
You elude our logic
You burst our boxes.
For that we praise You
and rejoice
that life is God-sized
never fully understood
drenched in mysteries
more startling than all our systems.

Humble us all
lest we shrink Your world to what WE know
or can handle.
Help us each
to let it be as unruly
wild
and grace-full
as it is.
Loosen us
to dance with joy
and to wail with sorrow
to laugh to cry to celebrate to grieve.
Help us
not only to be caught by the exceptional
but to be stunned by the ordinary
to marvel at what we call "common"--
sparrow
the people
sense
touch
and all the small and daily blessings.
My God
how incredible that we are here (and not a million OTHER places)
that we are together
that we are alive
that we are at all.
Keep us
young expectant unsure open
nervous sensitive
and alive...
at whatever age

amen.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Awe-full

Great and holy God
awe and reverence
fear and trembling
do not come easily to us
for we are not
Old Testament Jews
or Moses
or mystics
or sensitive enough.
Forgive us
for slouching into Your presence
with little expectation
and less awe
than we would eagerly give a visiting dignitary.
We need
neither Jehovah nor a buddy –
neither “the Great and Powerful Oz” nor “the man upstairs.”
Help us
to want what we need…
You
God
and may the altar of our hearts
tremble with delight
at
Your visitation
amen.
~Frederick Ohler

This poem was found as a meditation in the Mosaic Bible which is a regular New Living Translation of the Bible with a special section in the front that has art, essays, and poems by authors across time periods and continents. These are organized thematically and weekly into the church calendar. So this poem was a meditation for the first week of Lent which is this week.

It's been a long time since I have read poetry, and I like this one.