Thursday, January 22, 2015

Brought to Light

Jesus said to them, "Is a lamp brought in to be put under the bushel basket, or under the bed, and not on the lampstand? For there is nothing hidden, except to be disclosed; nor is anything secret, except to come to light. Let anyone with ears to hear listen!" And he said to them, "Pay attention to what you hear; the measure you give will be the measure you get, and still more will be given you. For to those who have, more will be given; and from those who have nothing, even what they have will be taken away."
He also said, "The kingdom of God is as if someone would scatter seed on the ground, and would sleep and rise night and day, and the seed would sprout and grow, he does not know how. The earth produces of itself, first the stalk, then the head, then the full grain in the head. But when the grain is ripe, at once he goes in with his sickle, because the harvest has come.
He also said, "With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable will we use for it? It is like a mustard seed, which, when sown upon the ground, is the smallest of all the seeds on earth; yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes the greatest of all shrubs, and puts forth large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade."
With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it; he did not speak to them except in parables, but he explained everything in private to his disciples. Mark 4:21-34

Brought to Light
This quiet tranquil and obscure place
make me feel secure and hidden away
no one can find me here nestled
in the silent comfort of deep night.

Every night is answered by daylight
every hateful thing answered by love
every small seed becomes broken open
and abundance cannot be held back.

The stories we tell obscure our faults
and belie our need for healing and light
we hunker down hibernating in darkness
awaiting a new season new restoration.

We need no longer wait for God is with us
Emmanuel has come for all and all time
in our darkness there is tender illumination
in our sorrow the soothing healing songs.

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