The Beloved Community

Cleaning up some documents on my laptop today I came across this poem I wrote a couple of years ago. I remember writing it after being inspired by writings of Martin Luther King, Jr. He talked about the beloved community. I hope we can reach for that idea in this election season. That is my prayer today.

It comes at the beginning with the ruach of Yahweh.
A life-giving breath that loves from the start.
It’s meant to give life to all of creation.
It keeps all together, we each are a part.

Early on in the story of this time in the light.
Sin enters and alters the beauty created.
Hands made for embracing start grabbing instead.
Community is broken so that greed may be sated.

Yahweh’s love for the world he had breathed into being.
Now came in the form we call incarnational.
His logos, his word…