Edwin Markham

Outwitted by Edwin Markham
He drew a circle that shut me out -
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout,
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him in!

viernes, 21 de septiembre de 2018

Blessing from Cuba


Blessing from Cuba
(The congregation forms a circle large enough to include everyone.  Each person either places their hand on the head of the person to their right or their right palm on the back of the left hand of the person to the right.) 
                May God prosper you.
                May your days be long and your nights serene.
                May your friendships honor you, and your family love you.
                May you eat at your table, and
                may you be gathered into to God's embrace
                with a smile.

Sept. 2018

martes, 14 de agosto de 2018

Not who we want to be; who we are

Not who we want to be; who we are

The Otomíes of the state of Querétaro are one of the original peoples of México.  The state of Querétaro borders the state of San Luis Potosí.  This doll is crafted by the Otomíes and exemplifies the diversity of women or of humanity.  Each doll is handmade, and even though the dolls look alike, each one is also different and unique.

Just like us.

Doña Severa, an over-90- year-old artisan from the municipality of Amealco, Queretaro, stated in an interview during the Fourth Festival of the Indigenous Doll (2016):

"Our people know that these dolls are not like the plastic ones massively produced in series by machines.  Our dolls are produced with our hands.  This is not who we want to be; it is who we are."

God made you and me with God's hands, and this is not who we want to be; it is who we are: sons and daughters of God by pure grace.

This doll's name is Joy which in Otomí means: Earth.

Written by Nohemí Nidia Bravo P., from the Christian Church, Disciples of Christ, in Guadalajara, Jalisco, México.  Translation by Elena Huegel

martes, 7 de agosto de 2018

Haiku

Bike path 

Zipping past
frowns and glares
cheered on by flags of green and gold.

Autumn 

Wind fights with leaves,  
which fall into carpets
of failed resistance.  

Bird Calls

Morning bird chirp 
afternoon song.
At moonlight, owl screech.

jueves, 31 de mayo de 2018

How could anyone

How Could Anyone Ever Tell You
by Libby Roderick
How could anyone ever tell you
You were anything less than beautiful
How could anyone ever tell you
You were less than whole
How could any one fail to notice
that your loving is a miracle
How deeply you’re connected to my soul

domingo, 27 de mayo de 2018

Blessing by Dag Hammerskold

May God give you a pure heart to see Him, a humble heart to hear Him, a loving heart to serve Him, a faithful heart that He might abide in you.  And may our Gracious God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, bless you and fill your souls, now and always. Amen

viernes, 23 de marzo de 2018

The rose that grew from a crack in the concrete

Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared. 

lunes, 12 de marzo de 2018

I seek you soul


In the midst of the storm
I seek you soul.
Life's companion
hidden in the heartbeat
of daily doings.

I seek you soul
in my roots
past experiences
history, culture, art, faith
inheritance firmly planted
where not even the fiercest storm
can unearth me.

I seek you soul
flying with wings
feathered dreams
reach clarity
in thin air
and twirl among the colors
breath of invention and imagination
Creating life before the hurricane
that cannot defeat me..


29 August 2011
Elena Huegel