Comments on: ★ Muted http://www.patloughery.com/2007/02/28/muted/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=muted Pat Loughery's blog at the intersection of Christianity, culture and technology Tue, 22 May 2012 16:14:19 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.2 By: steven hamilton http://www.patloughery.com/2007/02/28/muted/#comment-377 steven hamilton Fri, 02 Mar 2007 09:37:13 +0000 http://patlo.wordpress.com/2007/02/28/muted/#comment-377 i feel your pain...i have been in a similar place, and it is so difficult to live between the calling of God and how His community manifests itself [whether it succeeds, fails, is smouldering, flaming, etc.]. i'll raise a guinness to you, and pray for you, and leave you with this wordcraft...may it be a small light and encouragment in a difficult place: Not Yet A longing aches within me, like the yearning of young lovers My desire is for your embrace…not yet held, but faintly savoured My beloved is like the inviting fragrance of lily, not yet embraced, but softly lingering…inviting I stagger towards something not yet seen, but blindingly obvious How much further the journey…how much longer, my love [come so far across the frontier, yet so far to go] and still: like the distant echo of a consuming hope something stirs my heart… beholding an experience not yet witnessed I go forward…into the not yet i feel your pain…i have been in a similar place, and it is so difficult to live between the calling of God and how His community manifests itself [whether it succeeds, fails, is smouldering, flaming, etc.]. i'll raise a guinness to you, and pray for you, and leave you with this wordcraft…may it be a small light and encouragment in a difficult place:

Not Yet

A longing aches within me,
like the yearning of young lovers

My desire is for your embrace…not yet held, but faintly savoured

My beloved is like the inviting fragrance of lily, not yet embraced, but softly lingering…inviting

I stagger towards something not yet seen, but blindingly obvious

How much further the journey…how much longer, my love

[come so far across the frontier, yet so far to go]

and still: like the distant echo of a consuming hope
something stirs my heart…
beholding an experience not yet witnessed
I go forward…into the not yet

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