Listen to Cyber-Psalm 74 – read by David Ker in a bizarre accent
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I need a miracle. Lyrical and elusive.
Mirages and memories simply won’t do.
Proximate and intimate not ancient intangible.
In your face, before your eyes, mystic magic trick.
Supernatural sight and sound. Transformation. Trick of physics.
Not a happy correlation with fuzzy causality.
Not a happenstance parking space near the mall entrance.
I’d like some boom and whoosh, Ta-da and trumpets.
Where has gone the Spirit on the water?
Why no flames and mighty rushing wind?
Has the Spirit gone into hiding?
Ephemeral, intangible, internal, unverifiable?
Faced with the facts yet still so hopeful.
Praying and believing and thanking and seeing.
God’s hand in the chaos. Christ gigantic inhabiting the heart.
Chasing Bigfoot in the forest. Seeing ships fly in the stars.
Christians are crazy. Talking-to-the-invisible-rabbit kind of crazy.
I’d like to introduce you to my imaginary friend.
This joy-filled existence is a crazy miracle I believe in.
A spirit bursting with sweet fruit where death and dark held sway.
david–
when, and how do you, or have you, encountered god?
scott
when… I honestly live every minute aware of God.
how… Kind of an ant crawling on a hippo sort of encounter
have I? It could just be my imagination. But if the bubble burst, I would deflate as well.
i disagree.
if the bubble burst, you would redefine a whole slew of things, but you wouldn’t deflate as well. you seem made of stearner stuff.
you latest writings seem to be about a fear of the bubble bursting, or at least your understanding of the bubble seems to be shifting.
good luck with that.
scott
I like blowing bubbles.