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Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Prayer On Psalm 35:20
Lord, at this eleventh hour, I pray You to grant me
the privilege to find in the holy Psalmody
the fervent prayer and the worshipful liturgy
of those earliest believers, whose Christianity
was practiced on the shores and edges of Lake Galilee.
J-Called
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The beauty of your humbleness
The beauty of your humbleness is always refreshing. I often ponder was faith easier or harder back then, and in its infancy, was salvation an easy road, passionate road? are we more passionate now vs then, or more enlightened? What it it that stirred the apostles to such complete faith? Yet some stillbetrayed it... and yet with out that betrayal who could be saved? Hard rules to live by easy rules to break such a conundrum either way, I believe faith is the same from then to now and if it is the only salvation offered then why shouldn't we take it? No guns to our heads just an offer of trust... do much to gain but what do we lose? I loved this because it .makes me question deeper. Hugss and blessings of health and wellness in body and soul.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you very much for
Thank you very much for visiting and reading the poem, and for the kind and thoughtful words, and the compliment. I have been fervently, even at times fanatically, interested in early Christian history since I was twelve years old (over five decades ago). That interest even affected my choice of my major at college. I find think the Galilean churches were, and are, a perfect example for all Christian Faith: inclusive of all who want to be included (tax collectors, prostitutes, former lepers, even Romans no longer part of the colonial administration), fiercely loyal to the fellowship, and not given to the stifling structures of institutionalization (which always seems to be a temptation to human beings). Plus, their distance---both geographically and spiritually---from the "official" religion, and their disregard of its extreme demands: all of this, I think, indicates why Jesus ministered to those people, at that time in History, and chose his Apostles and Evangelists from among them. They were called, by the rabbis and pharisees, am ha'aretz---or "people of the land"; the pharisees also called them "the people who eat with unwashed hands." One religious authority at that time even suggested that the am ha-aretz had no souls. And these were the very people of whom Jesus assembled His Church. They are my spiritual ancestors, and as I draw nearer to my own time to depart this world, I want to know more about them, as I fully expect to meet them as soon as I get there.
Starward
Without a shred of
Without a shred of pretentious posturing and with a pure, open heart, you look to the simple roots of Christianity and seek that brand of authentic worship. In this world, such an untarnished connection to the Creator is a rare gift, but not impossible.
Although I'm very worried about you, being human after all, I am inspired by your example and revitalized by your unwavering faith.
Always your friend in poetry and prayer. God bless.
Thank you very much for your
Thank you very much for your comment, and for your kind words about the poem. Since I was a teen, I have wanted to be able to get back to the earliest basics of the Faith---and that means Galilee. And one can derive from the four Gospels' many quotations of the Psalms that the Psalmody was very important both to Jesus and to His followers; and that is what, at this late stage of my earthly life, I need more of in my life. One of the blessings of this affliction is that, confined to the armchair as I am, but with the laptop in front of me, I can explore these aspects of Christian History more devotedly than I did in school, when I was far too immature to appreciate what I would have found.
Sorry for my verbose reply. Thank you for your comment, and for your concern about my situation. I ask your prayers; and I assure you of mine.
Starward