This is Mary (washing up in the kitchen after a delicious meal), who along with her man John, have looked after me in their house last night, and since.
Discipline of listening for pilgriming
have bits of it that are at times quite grim.
Not all the stuff of comfort. I can tell
you from what I have seen, and know, in him
the pilgrim, who par excellant showed how
to walk to let the road form as he went;
to benefit a goal that’s bigger now
than anyone could dream before. He bent
his will to be lined up with higher will
of that creative love, which made the lot
in such a way that God could mentor still
each of his children who would walk, and not
just run away and hide, and sew fig leaves
together in a shame that’s visited
and seems to want to stay, but “pilgrim” heaves
a sigh, and sheep-skin gifts, unembittered,
walks with one who's invisible, though heard;
ol’ Enoch heard the call & walked along
not just for thirty years, a little bird
chirped (that it was ten times that), in a song.
I guess he learned to listen, and to speak
his mind as openly as he then could,
we wasn’t tryn’a show he wasn’t weak,
he wasn’t tryn’a show that he was good.
But I reckon he made his walk a chance
to open up to mentoring from God,
creative love that made the trees to dance
and gave us shoes, but 'times says “Be unshod.”
I still get to think about my responses to people, and I feel like God is on my case to listen more deeply, and actively, by asking good questions. I see this in Yeshua, my hero and Big Boss.
Up by 7am to join this amazingly hospitable family, with freshly baked bread timed to come out of its oven around then.
At 9am John dropped me off at the same spot where he had picked me up yesterday - at the northern Gindie sign and headed back to town.
Should be in around sunset.
Reflecting on these days..
Thanks John & Mary for the bed last night,
and meal, & then again breaky today.
A catch up - thirty years since our last sight,
or something like that, can be done this way.
That’s only with initiatives like yours
to offer up a bed within your house,
and use your fuel & car to help because
another has a plan, that they espouse.
That is a trust you handed on to me,
and gladly (for I will listen and learn)
I do receive your gift of what's lovely,
I want to pay it forward not just spearn.
As our mentor, the cornerstone himself,
Yeshua, who's a builder long ago,
said he would build a government for health
of all humanity - enough to show
the glory and the honour and the worth,
of living under god's reign, and his lead,
enough that when folk look on this from Earth,
they see borne from above, this tiny seed..
once planted here that bears eternal life,
creative love which never fails (to work),
that can work backwards through eternal strife,
and multiply good purposes - berzerk!
Hope you have a good day, dear friends.
Quick loo break in a muddy stand of trees. @ 10:10am a sign for me:
Someone has already stopped to check if I was ok. Thank you to you who acts out true mateship.
5 km out of town...
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