Life is so heavy right now. I choose to believe that God is up to his old tricks or radical grace and wonder. I just have to keep choosing that every day, sometimes moment by moment.
By: JANA GREENE
Give me the mystics,
The seekers,
The sages.
And as we study
our sacred pages
for wisdom to guide
our every foot-fall,
“Love one another” is
Most important is all.
Focus on each blessing,
Always favor light,
Keep sharing your heart,
And I’ll keep sharing mine.
Let us choose to believe
that in the end,
God is up to his radical
goodness again.
Love always swings harder,
Love conquers all,
Love comes in first.
And survives every fall.
So I stay Hopeful as a hippie,
in this war-torn place,
As open as a Book
About this deep and messy grace.
May the secrets
Of the enlightened wise,
Be generous
To our wondering eyes.
Let us dare to ask questions,
Beyond any fear.
So you say you have doubts?
Well, you’re welcome here!
Yes, give me the mystics,
The seekers the sages,
And they will direct you
To a Love for the ages.
A perfect love,
For all the ages.
Musings of a Gypsy Soul 