Saturday, January 17, 2015

Fields of Grain

 One sabbath he was going through the cornfields; and as they made their way his disciples began to pluck heads of grain. The Pharisees said to him, ‘Look, why are they doing what is not lawful on the sabbath?’ And he said to them, ‘Have you never read what David did when he and his companions were hungry and in need of food? He entered the house of God, when Abiathar was high priest, and ate the bread of the Presence, which it is not lawful for any but the priests to eat, and he gave some to his companions.’ Then he said to them, ‘The sabbath was made for humankind, and not humankind for the sabbath; so the Son of Man is lord even of the sabbath.’
Again he entered the synagogue, and a man was there who had a withered hand. They watched him to see whether he would cure him on the sabbath, so that they might accuse him. And he said to the man who had the withered hand, ‘Come forward.’ Then he said to them, ‘Is it lawful to do good or to do harm on the sabbath, to save life or to kill?’ But they were silent. He looked around at them with anger; he was grieved at their hardness of heart and said to the man, ‘Stretch out your hand.’ He stretched it out, and his hand was restored. The Pharisees went out and immediately conspired with the Herodians against him, how to destroy him. Mark 2: 23-3:6

Fields of Grain

The mountains majestic are covered
in their deep winter coats of snow
a pearly alabaster reminder of life
resting  a season and hidden away.

Oh that today we could walk those
dusty warm alleyways between stalks
flaxen and bending so ever ripe
we sit within brooding walls and wait.

Healing and plenty come in season
this juncture is ours of planning and hope
when the early morning light returns
illuminating the love that has always been.

Rise up, you weary wayfarers and pilgrims
you wounded and afflicted hungry ones
for the God of harvest welcomes you
to the jubilant feast that is set for all.

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