April 5th, 2006

HTOC

THINKING!

I have been thinking about pain, about faith, about my job and this world and the Kingdom that lies within us all, though largely unrealized.

I have been thinking about love and loneliness and the awkwardness of disparate groups of people suddenly coming together in tense reunion.

I have been thinking about friends whom I’ve met in a distant land and how they are now in their own distant lands, exiled in Babylon as it were.

And I’ve been thinking that I cannot share a word with them that would comfort them, that would bring them out of exile, for I am in exile as well.

And I’ve been thinking that realizing one is in exile is a brilliant and beautiful thing.
HTOC

Exile

Psalm 136 (137)
“By the waters of Babylon there we sat down and wept when we remembered Sion. Allleluia.
Upon the willows in the midst thereof did we hang up our harps. Alleluia.
For there, they that had taken us captive asked us for words of song. Alleluia.
And they that had led us away, asked us for a hymn, saying, sing us one of the songs of Sion. Alleluia.
How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land? Alleluia.
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand be forgotten. Alleluia.
If I set not Jerusalem above all other as at the head of my joy. Alleluia.
Remember, O Lord, the sons of Edom in the day of Jerusalem. Alleluia.
Who said: "Lay waste, lay waste to her, even to the foundations thereof." Alleluia.
O Daughter of Babylon, thou wretched one. Alleluia.
Blessed shall he be who shall reward thee with what thou hast rewarded us. Alleluia.
Blessed shall he who shall seize and shall dash thine infants against the rock. Alleluia.”