tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834417182998989237.post1276604814383757187..comments2023-04-05T04:22:25.067-07:00Comments on Poets for Peanuts: poetsforpeanutshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13209171840636823473noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834417182998989237.post-81117901582209033352010-06-10T14:08:15.719-07:002010-06-10T14:08:15.719-07:00Spiritual communion with God is wordless.
When pr...Spiritual communion with God is wordless.<br /><br />When praying to God, you can use words--but it doesn't have to be wordy. The heathen think that they will be heard because of their repetitious praying. Pray simply and earnestly; the Lord knows your heart. After a while, mental prayer will dissolve into spiritual prayer (communion)(and communion IS NOT eating a wafer or a cracker with some wine in a church service--we don't commune with physical bread and wine--we commune with the Father--"We worship Him in Spirit and in truth.")<br /><br />I love what you wrote: "God, you are a word that unwrites me."<br /><br />"In order to possess what you do not possess you must go by the way of dispossession." --T.S. Eliot<br /><br />In order for us to write what the Lord wants us to write we must go by the way of self-denial. "Take up your cross and follow me."<br /><br />If the Lord can speak without words, so can we if Christ lives within us.<br /><br />"At the rebuke of His countenance they fled." <br /><br />--Psalms<br /><br />Here is another line that you wrote that is absolutely right (write) on target: ". . . my heart, laden bare of words, with words, and none speak as clearly as you."<br /><br />Amen.<br /><br />"Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter."<br /><br />--T.S. Eliot<br /><br />When one is caught up in the glorious Presence of God (rapture), here and now cease to matter.<br /><br />"Here or there does not matter<br />We must be still and still moving<br />Into another intensity<br />For a further union, a deeper communion<br />Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,<br />The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters<br />Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning."<br /><br />--T.S. EliotTim Sheyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07931913325290043598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834417182998989237.post-11201642373700945372010-06-10T09:23:10.024-07:002010-06-10T09:23:10.024-07:00Beautiful poem.
Jesus Christ is the Word without ...Beautiful poem.<br /><br />Jesus Christ is the Word without words. Sometimes too many words can kill the eternal moment. And sometimes the right word written is the what the Word wants written.<br /><br />The Lord Jesus Christ isn't just a bunch of Bible verses. He is the God of Glory.Tim Sheyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07931913325290043598noreply@blogger.com