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How anguished and frail
you must have felt
to forget yourself like that.
To forget whose cup sat before you--
To forget who put it there,
who filled it with the deeds
that only you could do,
the life
that only you could live.
Father and son,
one in the same--
but not then.
Not right then.
In that moment,
you couldn't feel your father's presence,
couldn't feel the spirit
interwoven with flesh.
For a moment you felt alone--
betrayed by spirit,
human and frail
and anguished.
No wonder then, that I forget myself sometimes--
forget that your spirit dwells within me
and I shove away the cup
set before me.
Help me listen instead
for the voice of the spirit within
who says, gently,
"It's your cup,
set before you
by the you that always was
and always will be,
and it is filled with the deeds
that only you can do,
the life
that only you can live.
Drink deep."
Again,it's that humanness, that fraility that lets me make the connection and then feel inspired to drink deep!!
ReplyDeleteI think that's why he came to us in the first place!
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