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Meaning Esau Have I Scorned

Gospel According to the Birds

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Gospel According to the Birds

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Books are wonderful

Black tracks across the page

Birds to say

There’s something here

Someone inked our talons

And we have walked on lines

Somehow

And there’s a message

Someone overheard a gospel

Before we were

Put back on our branches

Ancient pens

And when we’re gone

Our larger feathers go to humans

Who are

Surprised by grace

To leave a message

Whispers of angels

Like the ones who took their wings

To guide us

In our flights across the page

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They take the credit

Though we guess it is their story

More than ours

We need to messages

No gospels

We emerge into life

Knowing how to fly

How to listen to impulses

The small glories

We would never hide

Or cease in all our starts and stops

From praising the creator

You can hear us

Humans

Our song is perfect

Without lessons

Or egos

Or prevarications

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We could say praise us

In our stories

We know better

Without knowing

We fly

We sing

We know

God loves us

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What is made by birds walking across skin that has a third opportunity?

The answer is a page whose words resemble tracks upon vellum made by animals once alive, whose skin is stretched for a second chance at life, so to say, bearing a story now to offer life for a third time, especially if the story be a gospel.

This is the kind of riddle that literate medieval people enjoyed together, literate meaning mostly monks, the kind who kept texts that had not been destroyed in the fall, thus saving what was left and what could feed into new nourishing, again to say, mostly in Europe a new civilization

The birds talking is not typical back then but my idea now.  And Aesop.  And Aristophanes.

Sorry, teacher can’t stop chirping.

Old English riddles are found in The Exeter Book, a volume discovered that had served as a coaster and something for impatience to glide a knife into (or why anyone would drive a knife into, along a book).  A not-hiding glory to be plainly found, opened, and discovered.

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Rhapsody in Bible

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Rhapsody in Bible

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God

You are good

You love us

Always

And anyway

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I’m sure it’s in there

Though I can make

Only pages with

Neat typing

Of blurred letters

As I try

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And then the stream

The invitation

And a wall of rooms

That somehow

Turn into mansions

Promise of two verses

About paradise

About

You know

Dwelling in the house

Of the Lord

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There are numbers on the pages

Small headlines

Aids from time

Which were not in

The original

Black pages

Into mod

(it was the sixties

into seventies

for us)

And now the church

All wood

And mullions

With a clock that I could see

When in the choir

Set in the center

So the pastor be reminded

(by the clock

committee)

Of the time

For preaching

And when

To wrap it up

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I received my Bible there

I think

Or in the rooms

For Sunday School

Which had checked floors

Of tile

Room dividers

In the wing

That had been built

Before I got there

And a breezeway

Over the drive

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But this is building stuff

And the pages

Pages stuff

What of the truth that’s in there

And it’s in there

I can recall without the images

Though they come

Anyway

The verses and the truth inside

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Create in me

A clean heart

O God

And renew a right spirit

Within me

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And that’s only to begin

The faith

And transformation

Needed

That we learn about

In there

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from Psalm 51

(followed by

Cast me not away

from thy presence

and take not thy holy spirit

from me

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which happened to Saul

by the way

at the nadir

of his life

as king

appointed by the prophet

who got directions

from the Lord

to look for someone tall

and

well

kingly

for a tragic irony

as things turned out)

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sorry, I got into a kind of coda

(that a kind of song, could be a psalm, might have)

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The Actual Words of God

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The Actual Words of God

(don’t worry)

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God says

Stand up

God says

Up on one foot

(as you are able)

Now down

Uh-oh

You didn’t hear

God says

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Righteous

Confusion

To say we hear the right thing

All the time

From God

Whose big voice

In the sky

Has chapters for us

As a best-selling

Enterprise

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How do we know what God says

Well

We don’t

God might speak rather directly

To the mystics

Find a mystic

For the rest of us

We have a text

Then say hello

Then listen

And that ain’t all bad

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We won’t have anything

To sell

But the working out

Shall take a grownup lifetime

With the pleasure

Fully realized

In prayer

Without agenda

Or to find agenda

There

Rather than first

And then

Get the holy language

To agree

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The actual words of God

Don’t worry

We’ll say things

We’ll listen

We’ll have feelings

We’ll have instincts

Which shall be

Our life of faith

Credible

Without a claim

Or verbatim

But what should love

As we learn God

And live

Tell us

Anyway

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While if you’re Moses

Reading this

Or Deborah

Or Julian

I think you’ll understand

For the rest of us

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Be easy

I believe

You might say this

Too

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women’s Bible study

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women’s Bible study

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I should mention the women

Eve

Rebecca

Rachel

Sarah

Miriam

Jezebel

Ruth

Esther

Judith

(whom for strength

perhaps

the Protestants

excoriate)

Susanna

Mary

Elizabeth

the woman at table

the woman at the well

(without a name)

the woman in adultery

(without the man)

Mary

Martha

Mary

Mary

Sapporah

Priscilla

the women in

the final revelation

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they shouldn’t have to be a block

a ledger of names

and credits after

though we treat the men the same

and maybe God

matters of categories

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and are these women metaphors

yes

in addition to blood-and-muscled lives

one by one

to save the rest

and

sacred

and secular

bring salvation

into light

and also night

all the hours

all the real stories

toward eternity

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Lean

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Lean

(John 3:17)

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Not to condemn

But to love

Because God would rather love

And does love

It is gravity

The universe is biased toward

That which keeps us together

And God is biased

In the same way

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Everything is biased

Everything leans

The one who can be objective

Best

Who maybe sets objectivity

Aside for math

(maybe)

Has chosen to favor

The impulse of creation

And an agenda

Toward ourselves

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God would rather save than condemn

Would rather love than judge

Who will judge

And do so with perfection

Also to pardon

With a possibility

Faith required

Faith in something freely offered

Grace

The sacrifice made by another

Who was God

Who is God

That in the mixture of flesh and the divine

Blood and spirit

Sin and innocence

Might conquer death

And offer conquered death

As proffered life

The chance to live in hope today with

As the song asserts

Bright hope for tomorrow

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Perfection chooses

Love’s mitigation

Case dismissed

Open the gates

Or however admission

Might be managed

Into heaven

And for now

Into today

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Foggy Beach Walk

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To Philemon

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To Philemon

(“and to the church in thy house”)

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We are encouraged

By your faith

In fact

We have joy

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Give Onesimus

Another chance

We send him

To you

He may have wronged thee

Take him back

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If he owes anyone money

Or its equivalent

I will repay it

I tell you this myself

Who

Told you about the faith and

So be saved

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Receive him

Who to me has

Become

Peer and colleague

And he will serve you

Especially this way

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Treat him now

As one who has

Standing

No matter how it might

Have gone

Before

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Let the deeper parts

Of all of us

Be glad

That we are one

In Christ

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From all of us

Who live

Captive by the world

For now

Grace and peace

To thee

And thine

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From prisoners with me

Paul

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Philemon is the addressee of a brief epistle in the Christian New Testament

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God = Not a Sadist

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God = Not a Sadist

(read God equals not a sadist)

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Pain is good

It teaches us

It tempers us

We come out wholer people

Better for it

Pain is the megaphone

Says Lewis

Pain is loud

Ginsberg might say

(might say)

Pain howls

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But it doesn’t howl

Because it’s good:

Pain is bad

It hurts

Great pain hurts

Great

After great pain

The formal feeling comes

Does God allow pain?

Does God wish it?

I don’t know

Christ in the garden

Asked not to feel hurt

And he was

Severely

Bloody

Hurt

Until he died

We say he had to die

Well and good

For theology

And there was real joy

In his returning

Perhaps he felt it first

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I don’t like to hurt

I hope you don’t

I’m in pain now

My neck, my lower back

My eyes from lack of sleep

I have heart disease

And it seems my heart and lungs

Work against me

When it hurts to breathe

Though they are not the source

They are victimized

By fluid

That should not be flowing,

Pressing there

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Worse, my brother dies from cancer

And it hurts

The medicine might help

It also creates new trials

A passing between pain

And something like sedation

And somehow in the middle

Is what’s living

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And you hurt

I don’t know how

And the world hurts

In every fracture

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So where is God?

Where is the love of God?

Where is God is love?

God is there

Love’s there

If God allows

Much less or much more

Created pain

Then there is love as well

Also created

And I think

Preferred

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But pain is hard

It’s not good

We say pain is gain

But it isn’t

Pain is a signal that

Something’s wrong

And we’ll find out

Everyone finds out

The world dissembles, but

Pain is true

Pain sometimes teaches

Usually after the fact

Or in someone else’s story

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I think if pain

Could not be real

If we couldn’t have it

That would be

Better

We might say we’d

De-evolve without it

Maybe so

But then

The world would have to change

And would be changed

We don’t know how

We live with pain

We even bear it

When it won’t

Go away,

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Which doesn’t mean

We should like it

That God should like it

Wish it

Before the fall,

We might well guess

There was no pain

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Sorry

There’s pain now

I don’t wish for you

Your pain means

A great deal to me

I cannot make it

Magic

Go away

Or mine

We’re stuck

And while we’re stuck

Comes all the learning

All the tempering like

Metal fired

And then struck

At least we’re not the ashes

At least we’re here

For everything

Imagined,

More so

Realized

And that’s what we have to say

Pain is real

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(a Sunday School discussion from James 1, an epistle in the Christian New Testament)

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notes (references)

Mere Christianity

“Howl”

“After Grean Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes”

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[photographer’s narration] When we visited Utö, the most outer island of this beautiful archipelago in the place we call Finland, I allowed myself to be guided by the incredible energy of Inca, the daughter of the family we were visiting there. She took me to a series of abandoned bunkers from the times this island was a military strategic point and there I found this graffiti that represent very well the feeling of all that has to do with military, war, conflict and drama. With love from Korpo.

Photo by Aarón Blanco Tejedor on Unsplash

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dispersed

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dispersed

(from the beginning of the book of James)

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we were together, Mom and Dad

(physical or meaningful)

now we are spread far

we can always say

the Romans did this

but there is our own

polemics

stranding us

separated

in a world driven by

its own prince

that drove Jesus

in the wilderness

from one arid part to another

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I’m sorry we are no longer

together

though we have letters

we are the legacy of David, still

we are a people

and, as always,

we are family

I hope you are well where you are

I hope that work and food

come easily

I fear, because I know

such things are never certain

we came away with what we had

some maybe had accounts

and interests along the Mediterranean,

generally

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we live today

and in the Messianic time

and must take hope in that

God will return

God also waits for us

like the shepherd by the

clear stream,

both to beckon

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and God is with us, now

with love

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with love,

this note from your child

we all are children now

again

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James is a brief letter in the Christian New Testament; the pastor preached on James this morning at Covenant Evangelical Presbyterian Church in West Lafayette, Indiana (USA)

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photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

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