O God, Magnificent Confounder,This poem nails the sheer human-ness of our prayers with a decisive wit. Even if you don't like poetry, you really should read it!
Boundless in mercy and power,
Be near me in my apathy.
Be near me, Savage Dreamer,
Bright Igniter of Exploding Suns,
But not too near. ...
Some day, I hope to hear, “Hey Mack, take the cuffs off him, I think he’s a Hall of Famer!”
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
The Rabbit Room
Have you discovered the Rabbit Room? It's a collaborative website that boasts among its several fine creative artist bloggers the wonderful Andrew Peterson. There's plenty of good stuff here, so by all means rummage for yourself, but I wanted to draw your attention to a Thanksgiving poem by Peterson. It begins,
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good links, thanks.
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