WORDS WORDS WORDS!

Sheer Silence

like walking through

a muddy field

each step requires

extraordinary effort

with languishing sound

the worn old boot pulls

up from the muck...

sucking, slurping 

like dirt and water

the muck a mixture

of fine, comfortable words

good intentions and faith

this mired path meanders

through the field of freedom

between the rock of beginnings

and the infinite horizon

I want to take off

my boots and run

with reckless abandon

toward that distant clearing

where words are few

and when spoken shimmer

with luminescent transparency

settling gently into the soul’s hearing 

1 Kings 19:12

. . . but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence.

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I've been wrestling with the thickness or stickiness that I feel around me.  

There is so much that needs to be deconstructed to allow the Real to break through into our lives.  

I long for more thin places where there is less to peel away. 

 

Language is so important... I think I have a sort of love hate relationship with words.  I'm a preacher, so words are pretty important.  But, as illustrated below, words can only take us so far on the journey of transformation.  Unless we come to terms with this, we will remain stuck in our little story, arguing about which words are right, agreeing on definitions, and contributing to that "thickness" that can prevent any real change from occurring.

Comments

[Janice Pugliese]

Again, Terry, thank you for the beautiful words that challenge me to think and dig deeper. Love you much!!