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Blog of the Grateful Bear

ramblings of a freelance panentheist {"all things are in God, and God is in all things"} . . . musings on Emergent spirituality, powerlifting, LGBTQueer issues, contemplative prayer, mysticism, cats, music, healing, and more. I like my coffee and my existentialism dark-roasted.

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Location: Marietta, Georgia, United States

I'm an LPC (Licensed Professional Counselor), in private practice in Marietta, Georgia. My writings on queer spirituality have been published in Whosoever and several other magazines. I live in a house-in-the-woods (Bear's Hermitage) in Marietta with Leonidas (Lenny) and Guy, Mighty Warrior Cats, and way too many books.

Monday, October 29, 2012

After Morning Prayer

Sometimes the Word of the Lord is found
not in the songs of the hymnal
or the prayers of the prayer book
or the words of the minister.

Sometimes the Word of the Lord is found
in the beauty of the grain
of the rough-hewn wood of the chapel

or the rustle of leaves
in the Autumn morning chill.

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