Saturday, April 24, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
The link below is just a drop in the bucket of a really large Christian forum where many of the participants believe in and teach the doctrine of eternal torment(which, if you know me, I thoroughly reject).... I've not written any poems lately, so I might as well post something about my faith... perhaps it will be of help to someone who stumbles upon it. For some reason, I am not having any success at putting links in, so you'll have to copy/paste this link to go to it ----
Universalists: Please Explain Why You Believe Like You Do
Thursday, April 15, 2010
I have a friend who talks to herself on her blog. She’s quite bright and so she figured out long before I did that no one else in this world can really listen to us – at least not all the time or even most of the time. I’ve known that for a while, but I’ve tried to deny it. Not that that is anyone’s fault – we’re all sealed up in our soft shelled tombs of silence. Or to put it another way – our house has been left unto us desolate. Adam’s race has been dashed to bits against the stones – perhaps his body has lost more blood than it yet has left to lose. There is a death in realizing that no one wants to dance anymore. There is a grief that occurs when the song in one’s heart can no longer be found. Maybe tomorrow I won’t feel this empty space. Or maybe I will – who knows? Maybe tomorrow will never come and I will go to sleep tonight with all those souls who have slipped beneath the eternal quiet place and no longer contemplate joy nor fear sorrow.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Northern Mockingbird, Sounds, All About Birds - Cornell Lab of Ornithology
I've been listening to a mockingbird at night during the spring break. I love to hear them. I counted nearly 20 different sounds coming from that bird in a matter of a few minutes. I'm not sure exactly what type of mockingbird we've got. Above is a picture of a Northern Mockingbird that I found on-line.
Friday, April 2, 2010
(Revised April 2, 2010)
"Could you keep watch with me this hour?",
it's written that our dear Christ said,
in that dark garden where his bower
wove mustard seeds with thorns. The bread
had made the Lord's disciples full –
so satisfied, they would not last.
They felt the weighted earthly pull,
sins’ gravity – the cross was cast.
Though Jesus knew all men are weak,
oh how it must have grieved his heart
to be abandoned by his sheep,
the ones he’d chosen from the start.
And it is so for each of us
in that steep valley of the skull
where our travail is ominous,
and cupped with trembling – till a lull
shall lift us from the anguished floor
of threshing where God’s angels swarm
to separate the chaff before
the wheat is gathered in the storm.
© Anne Bryant-Hamon
Today being Good Friday, I want to turn my thoughts to the truly good news of God's love for all of humankind - yes, ALL, not just some. I've been really struggling lately with some hard issues, been pretty lonely, been feeling a touch of desperation, but I'm glad that God has a plan that includes every person. And I'm glad that I truly believe this with all my heart - it gives me great peace in the storms of life. Since I very much dislike organized religion, I don't talk about my faith too much on my blog. Because so many horrible things have been done in the name of Christ, it has caused many rational people to stop listening and there certainly are plenty of "crazy" (hateful) people naming the name of Christ in the world who go about proclaiming bad news in God's Holy name (which is a shame). I became a convinced Universalist Christian in 2001 - nearly ten years ago. For that deliverance of my soul, I am truly thankful. But honestly, even in UR circles, there is still much religious bondage. However, it was largely through the labor of love of Gary and Michelle Amirault's ministry at http://www.tentmaker.org that I was enabled to come into God's Spiritual River of Freedom. I hope and pray that many souls are released from the prisons of fear and hopelessness this weekend as we celebrate the Resurrection of Christ.