Here and Now

Unless the eye catch fire,
Then God will not be seen.
Unless the ear catch fire
Then God will not be heard.
Unless the tongue catch fire
Then God will not be named.
Unless the heart catch fire,
Then God will not be loved.
Unless the mind catch fire,
Then God will not be known.
~William Blake from “Pentecost”

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning.
The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry,
The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony
Of death and birth.

Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment

Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
~T.S. Eliot from “East Coker”

Today, if we feel we are without hope,
if faith feels frail,
if love seems distant,
we must wait, stilled,
for the moment we are lit afire~
when the Living God is
seen, heard, named, loved, known,
forever burning in our hearts
in this moment, for a lifetime
and for eternity.
Here and now ceases to matter.

2 thoughts on “Here and Now

  1. Happy Birthday, Emily — to you and to your faith community.
    Blake’s PENTECOST reminds me a little of Teresa of Avila’s
    poem/prayer CHRIST’S BODY:

    “Christ has no body now on earth but yours.
    Yours are the only hands with which he can do his work.
    yours are the only feet with which he can go about the world.
    Yours are the only eyes through which his compassion
    can shine forth upon a troubled world.
    Christ has no body now on earth but yours.”

    The flowers that you show with the text almost leave me speechless.
    I cannot think of even one word, or words, that can do them justice.
    Thank you, Emily, for a blessed reminder of what Pentecost is all
    about. It is not only Christ’s gift to the Church but also His gift of
    His Holy Spirit bestowed upon us in perpetuity — as he promised!


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