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May 10, 2013

awelessby a.d.spalding,jr

The king passes in front of the soldiers.
They stand strong and silent.
The people strain to see.
Power excites and enthralls and enchants.

I walked on the sidewalk in front of the cathedral.
I looked up at the giant ornate doors.
I stepped backwards and tried to see the full length of the tallest decorative spire.
I noticed the cell phone antennae.

What motivates the design and building of a cathedral?
What sort of awe quickens the heart and brightens the imagination?

Am I going through life without the Big Deal?
Have I missed my chance to be truly inspired, truly overcome by awe?
Where are my fellow worshipers, who can join me in designing our cathedral?
When do we come together to fall on our knees and chant, “Holy! Holy! Holy!”

Yahweh passes in front of us.
We avoid stepping on the old chewing gum on the sidewalk.
We check our cell phone.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. May 13, 2013 12:09 pm

    I get this, Bert. I also have experienced this emotion throughout my life. Thanks for sharing the frustration of the human quest for something greater, something awesome. We know that there is only one entity that deserves to be called awesome.

    He exceeds our pathetic, puny human thought by so great a distance that we don’t know what we don’t know. Meanwhile, generation after generation places one foot in front of the other, contemplating gum on the sidewalk.

    Funny, I had already written a short piece (below) this morning, on a somewhat similar subject. It addresses not the sidewalk gum watchers, but the blind among us, asking in frustration, how I might become a bridge to their understanding.


    While the Word
    embraces us,
    with truth that
    stands forever,
    you do not know
    that you do not know
    what you do not know.


  2. May 14, 2013 10:56 pm

    Thank you, Brother!
    You’re right … I don’t know.
    Thank you.

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