Listening for the Heartbeat of God

LISTENING FOR THE HEARTBEAT OF GOD:
Earth Day as Native American Awareness Sunday

Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …
Shhhhh….

Let all the world in every corner sing: My God and King!
From Panama to Wisconsin, down east and out west,
Montagnards and Ticos, Scots and Creeks and Jews together
sing to the one drumbeat of life.
Pa-toom … Pa-toom …

Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life.
Sacred space cleared and fire rekindled,
the holy man marks each with gar teeth.
Blood blessed and willow wrapped,
they dance to the drums,
stepping round and round,
one throbbing heartbeat.

Each little flower that opens, each little bird that sings,
God made their glowing colors, and made their tiny wings.
Pa-toom … Pa-toom …
(And did someone say quack?)
Remember, Judi, you’re at Calvary.
Lavish lilies flaunt their fame
for God of the rainbow
God of the cross
God of the trumpet blast, or else
How could the creature say Thanks!

Wisdom and wonder await our awareness
in fungus, flower and fruit, and
in the wilderness
-- where people are not
and God ever is.

Gardening grows us
closer to Creator
and to all creatures great and small,
to the Teller of Tales about soils and seeds,
binding us back to the truth of our dust,
calling us to justice for farmers
(thank God!)
who feed us.
Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …

Grain of the earth is gathered and ground,
leavened and shaped,
transformed by fire.
He blessed. Pa-toom....
We broke. Pa-toom....
Together we taste the goodness of God.
Fruit of the vine,
drunk on pure water,
dances in sunshine till gathered
and crushed.
We give thanks and drink deeply
this cup of new hope.
And the heartbeat of God
perpetually pours forth.
Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …
Pa-toom …
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh….

…Heleluyan!