Friday, May 22, 2015

Apostolic Poetry - Pain of Labor.

in the beginning /
there was water /
and the water broke /
and the earth groaned /
and labor pains rocked it ||

we too pant -
souls in labor /
waiting for rebirth /
hoping we're saved ||

visible hope /
is not hope /
for who hopes /
for what they see?
we hope for /
unseen hope /
in the patience /
of the hopeful ||

mighty spirit /
make strong /
our weakness -
we forgot /
how to pray ||

wise spirit /
pray for us /
in our sighs /
from the abyss -
and god knows /
'cause spirit knows /
the hope we hold /
inside our hearts...

(Romans 8:22-27 re-imagined by Tiwago)

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Bio-diversity.



Tiwago's vision of Psalm 104:24-35b:



O Lordy!

How intricate is Your Creation!
Inter-related - Sophia and Gaia.
An Earth full of Your Creatures!

Yonder the immense living Sea;
Life that swims; life that crawls:
From blue algae to blue oceans.
Small ships sail upon it's surface,
Blue whales cavort and sing in it.

All live at the mercy of weather.
And by the grace of the seasons.

Life takes joy in Your nearness;
Life despairs at Your distance.

Life lives until it becomes soil -
Until Pneuma gives it new life.

May Your glory forever endure.
May You rejoice in Your work.

Earth trembles at Your glance;
Volcanoes steam at Your touch.
I'll sing my song while I yet live.
I will sing my joy in my Creator,
As long as I may have breath.

May You enjoy this song I sing,
As I've enjoyed The Song of Life.
May You be blessed by my song.

O Lordy!

Monday, May 18, 2015

A Bunch of Winos!




"Come from the four winds, O Breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live." (Ezekiel 37:29)


"The Spirit of the Father's Truth will testify on my behalf." (John 15:26)


Naked thoughts on Pentecost (Acts 2:1-21):

After many days of herding cats by Jesus and assorted Men-in-White, the gang was FINALLY all together in Jerusalem; waiting as directed. They had been too afraid to put all their eggs in one basket, and had broken down into individual cells moving from safe-houses to safe-houses. But now, they got the band back together.

The Pneuma-wind formed a dust-devil making the straw and scraps on the floor square-dance around the room. Spirit-fire fell upon them and both consumed nothing and everything at once. Like an earthquake, it drove them outside - a soulquake! Excited, they all began to speak at once as they rushed out and bumped into the crowd on the busy street. Pilgrims, business men, whores, tourists, passersby, pickpockets, soldiers, priests, and more: they all heard the Apostles speak in the tongue that they were most comfortable in listening to! The gift of tongues was once the gift of clear and digestible communication; has it become the gift of Church-speak and Evangelgabble?

Many thought: "These are ignorant rubes, how can they speak my language without so much as an accent?" Some asked their neighbors what they thought it meant, but others who had spent the morning drinking said: "They are seeing pink elephants!"

Above all the voices, rose that of Peter: "Remember the scroll of Joel? 'In the last days, God will pour out His Spirit into ALL FLESH: your children will all be Prophets; your youth shall all see signs; your elders shall all dream the Dream. Even the lost and worthless will interpret the signs of God in the heavens and on the Earth: blood; and fire; and smog - the sun will dim, and the moon will bleed, before the Day of Glory. All who call the Lord for help will be safe.'"


"Prophesy to these bones." (Ezekiel 37:4)


"You too are to testify on my behalf because you know me." (John 15:27)




(Painting by El Greco)


Thursday, May 14, 2015

Naked People.




The friends were sitting around a campfire eating pizza and washing it down with beer. The firelight danced across their smiling faces, and the laughter drowned out the distant cries of jackals. One man was obviously the center of their attention and their joy. They all stilled as he spoke: "Remember what you have read. Remember what I have told you. All is as it must be." As he spoke, their minds opened like new flowers.

"The One Like a Man had to suffer, had to die, so that he could rise on the third day, so that repentance and forgiveness could be shared with all - by you. I know you feel naked and vulnerable, but the Father will soon clothe you in His power!"

They rose and walked with him. He stopped, turned to them, rose his arms, spread his middle-fingers from his ring-fingers, and blessed them. As he did this, he was transported into heaven.

No longer was he their beloved rabbi, now they saw him as their beloved God. They no longer hid from the police, but returned to the city in visibly great excitement. In public, they blessed God while they waited for Him to again clothe mankind to hide its nakedness.

(Luke 24:44-53)

(Painting by Dosso Dossi)

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Naked Thoughts on Ephesians 1:15-23.

Each time I read scripture, I explore some new undiscovered country. As I read this, I am forced to stop and meditate on verse 21 which talks about Christ's rule: far more than human rule; far more than human authority; far more than human power; far more than human dominion; far more than anything we have ever conceived of and named; far more than time. Yet, our minds struggle to grasp the idea of Jesus, and our human thought processes try to use experience and human analogues. This challenges me.

Then later, I am sidetracked by: "He has put all things under his feet." Two unsolicited images instantly pop into my head when I read "under his feet" this time around. The first is traditional grape making. The second is Ruth and Boaz. I must think on this some more...