1 Kings 19 11-12

Then he was told, “Go, stand on the mountain at attention before God. God will pass by.”

A hurricane wind ripped through the mountains and shattered the rocks before God, but God wasn’t to be found in the wind; after the wind an earthquake, but God wasn’t in the earthquake; and after the earthquake fire, but God wasn’t in the fire; and after the fire a gentle and quiet whisper.


Bearing the cold no longer,
I lower myself into the water.

My legs awake to fresh agony,
Powerlessly resist
The ripping apart like an earthquake;

But God is not in the earthquake.

My arms groan against the cruelty;
Muscles scream;
Wrestling the storm of pain coursing through them.

But God is not in the storm.
God is in the water.

The blessing laps tenderly at my skin.
I lower my head,
Push back against the pain,
And glide.

My body lets go its tiredness,
Muscles forget themselves,
And move seamlessly through the coolness,
Without recourse to my intention.

I am one with the Water.
I give into Her loving hold.
She caresses my body,
All of my body,
Restores its wholeness.

No point in sitting alongside the pool;
God is in the water.

I plunge into the depths.
Yielded completely to Her keeping.
Surrounded by Her Soothing
I hear the still small voice of Calm:
My mind is on God alone.



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