In Church with Mitt on My Mind

Throughout this morning's church service, I kept thinking about Mitt.

Yes, that Mitt.

For instance, when we read, "Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ,"  I thought about Mitt. (Galations 6:2)

When this morning's preacher recounted the story of the Good Samaritan, she reminded us that Jesus -- in first responding to the cynical lawyer -- told him: "Love your neighbor as yourself." 

To illustrate his point, Jesus offered the parable of the Samaritan. He ended the story by telling the man, “Go and do likewise.” (Luke 10: 25-37)

Mitt.

When the congregation sang one of my mother's favorite hymns, these words made me think of Mitt:

Let none hear you idly saying,
"There is nothing I can do,"

While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you."

Mitt? 

Heart Beat

"The human heart could never pass the drunk test. Take a human heart out of a human body, 
put legs on it and tell it to walk a straight line, 
and it couldn't."  
-- Tennessee Williams, "Period of Adjustment"

Lake Meditation

My quick pace slows

when the trees spread out

and you come into view,

a satin tarp of golden-brown.

An enamored breeze 

blows a kiss your way -- 

it glides across in ripples.

I stop now and meditate

on your always being here.

You resuscitate me.

I want to be you --

serene, sure. 

- ADM