Already is sometimes glaringly obvious. A stark reminder of terrain clearly traveled. But on occasion she is the chameleon that hides beyond recognition. Covert and undistinguished. Yet apparent when duly investigated.
Already is revelation on a pilgrim's journey. As she recalls a time oft ignored. And experience that supersedes the individual. In this way, already creeps along. Knowing every particular circumstance quite well. Whatever the occasion.
Already partners with the mysterious yonder. For she has traveled around the sun throughout the ages. And offered life in the midst of death. And joy that emerges from sorrow. Already has a cosmic quality. Melding the human experience with the divine. From persons to tribes to nations to eras. She calmly smiles when chaos ensues. And stands the tumultuous test of all time.
Already has the capacity to give hope to the weary. And sustain the embattled soul. Already has been and will be. Escaping the confines of understanding. She prances across generations. With the astute awareness that she is often a foreigner. Even still, already perseveres through the annals of history.
The desperate will claim she does not exist. As they anticipate the next novel encounter. But already remains steadfast; the faithful undercurrent of assurance. Giving strength otherwise elusive. And connection to a wider communion.
Already is forgiveness that is offered to the sinner. She is inclusion in the face of persecution. Already is freedom given to the captive. And the eternal handed over to the temporal. Already is peace shared among warfare. And affirmation to the insecure.
Already is the Creator's love for all in her care. And newness of life to the body that decays.
Already is you and me. And all creatures and orbits. Already reaches out with gentle touch. A whisper in quiet stillness. Already is. Amen.
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Already is revelation on a pilgrim's journey. As she recalls a time oft ignored. And experience that supersedes the individual. In this way, already creeps along. Knowing every particular circumstance quite well. Whatever the occasion.
Already partners with the mysterious yonder. For she has traveled around the sun throughout the ages. And offered life in the midst of death. And joy that emerges from sorrow. Already has a cosmic quality. Melding the human experience with the divine. From persons to tribes to nations to eras. She calmly smiles when chaos ensues. And stands the tumultuous test of all time.
Already has the capacity to give hope to the weary. And sustain the embattled soul. Already has been and will be. Escaping the confines of understanding. She prances across generations. With the astute awareness that she is often a foreigner. Even still, already perseveres through the annals of history.
The desperate will claim she does not exist. As they anticipate the next novel encounter. But already remains steadfast; the faithful undercurrent of assurance. Giving strength otherwise elusive. And connection to a wider communion.
Already is forgiveness that is offered to the sinner. She is inclusion in the face of persecution. Already is freedom given to the captive. And the eternal handed over to the temporal. Already is peace shared among warfare. And affirmation to the insecure.
Already is the Creator's love for all in her care. And newness of life to the body that decays.
Already is you and me. And all creatures and orbits. Already reaches out with gentle touch. A whisper in quiet stillness. Already is. Amen.
For more musings, visit www.confessionalmusings.weebly.com