no, beloved,
i know exactly how human you are

i did not know
all these years
i have been practicing
how to see with God’s eyes

i thought i was
looking to see the part
in all where He resides

the temple of the Holy Spirit
is everyone

you are a temple
i try to be gentle

i am a temple
i am learning reverence now

remember, beloved,
all sinner
all saint
we must love each other
as well as we love ourselves
as well as we love each other
and the same God in you is the same God in me

this is why we two are bound as one

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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3 Responses to eyes

  1. den169 says:

    Simply beautiful!!!!


  2. Pingback: Top 15 of 2015 | the liminal life of m

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