A Meditation for Homecoming Sunday

Rev. Jeffrey Symynkywicz, September 12, 2004

In the simple sacrifice of service,
the glory and abundance of God
arises most gloriously;
in the simple sharing of soul with soul,
we glimpse most lucidly
the face of the Divine.

Not always through saints’ hands
the Spirit moves. Or may it be
that these holy saints, who light the way
of this, our human sojourn on the earth,
live still in us, waiting to be born again?

In our service of one another—
the simple need met; the seemingly small sacrifice—
the saints smile still, and know for certain
that God reigns, and all is not lost,
and that, truly, the Reign of God is spread
across the land, for all of us to see it.

Our lens is compassion,
and our language is love.
What more do we have amidst the shifting tides
and confusing ways of this world?
What more do we need to help one another
along the way,
and to transform this too often wayward world
into the enchanted garden that it truly is?

jbs
7/5/04 - 9/12/04

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