I felt like today’s readings were more or less a repeat of what we have already been doing. I know there must be new insights in them but I wasn’t feeling it this week- it just felt like “this again”. Any newness of life at the moment seems hard-won, though my garden more than likely appreciates the rain. Just about the only thing that made me pray this week, happened at karaoke while I was singing “Better man” by Robbie Williams so this is one of those weeks when I focus on an extra-canonical reading.
“…I fear the cold, feel I’m getting old before my time.
As my soul feels [it may have been “heals” but in my case definitely “feels”] the shame, I will grow through this pain, cause I’m doing all I can to be a better man”
Readers who know me well, will question the “man” but I leave it in as a provocation. And reflecting on positive shame and the dryness of my spiritual well this week, prompted a short piece from me:
Des(s)ert(ed)
All praise to the risk takers.
Capitalism gives us all the world
if only we kneel down
and worship
bread made from stone.
(See e.g. Luke 4:1-13) But God I’m doing all I can, to be a better “man”. Amen.
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