I have a bunch of magnetic poetry on my office door at the church.  Every once in a while someone will actually exercise some creativity and make a poem or statement.  Sometimes they are really good and I will leave them up for a while, and sometimes I am not sure whether it was one of the staff that created it or if a random 7th grade boy stumbled upon a chance to express his mix of hormones and lack of self control on my door (I say this not meaning to paint all 7th grade boys with the same broad brush stroke... well, yeah I do, never mind).  However, I came into the office the other day and found this word of truth jumbled together as a magnetic voice, calling me to something a little more real than my usual hurried day.  It said, "Whisper not unto the darkness but praise the soul of the righteous son living in the light."   The beautiful thing about this is that it wasn't created by one of the folks in the office who have Masters or Doctorates in theology, but rather it came from the heart of an 11 year old girl.  When our culture has become so inundated with technology and a life of doing, it is breath of fresh air to see the fruits of contemplation springing from youth.  There is hope for the church, God's Spirit carries on...

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