Thursday, January 12, 2012


New Year's Eve, when the clock struck midnight, we poured the Vine and broke the Bread.  Red oil burning in the lamp...

A few hours before midnight we decided to take communion at this threshold of beginning where things end. Centered at the intersection of old and new in intimate exchange with the Divine.  Beautiful mystery... this One who is not confined by time or space yet makes the walls of our flesh His dwelling.  Who can fathom it.  Hand reaching down and pulling us in to His moment and pouring a rich glass of love and sacrifice. 
Love... peace... faith... is overshadowing me for the new year. Deeper love and more communion.


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