Poetry on Proverbs 1:10-16

“My son, don’t let sinners entice you. Don’t go when they say: ‘Come with us. Let’s set up a deadly ambush. Let’s secretly wait for the innocent just for fun. Let’s swallow up the living like the grave–whole, like those who go down into the pit. We’ll find all sort of precious wealth; we’ll fill our houses with plunder. Throw in your lot with us; we’ll fill our houses with plunder. Throw in your lot with us; we’ll share our money. 

My son, don’t go on the path with them; keep your feet from their way, because their feet run to evil; they hurry to spill blood.” Proverbs 1:10-16

Sometimes fairytales tell us
that villains are evil,
hideous and warped.
evil men with maniacal
laughs, stepmothers.

An extortion to avoid evil
caricatures, showing
perhaps a root form,
but not the vowels,
the accent marks.

In Hebrew, sometimes
a root is (almost)
undecipherable because
grammatical rules swarm
round it, a mask.

To say evil has a mask is
still to simplify. And in
simplification, more danger
like prophetic tales
from fathers
“my son…”

But my teacher says
you have to know the grammar
to find the root
you have to
the root to have
a stab at
the what changed.

Poetry on Proverbs 1:8-9

Listen, my son, to your father’s instruction; don’t neglect your mother’s teaching; for they are a graceful wreath on your head, and beads for your neck” Proverbs 1:8-9

Young, free,
you can’t tell me.

We burst out of our families’ bosoms
at eighteen, ready
to to take on the world.

They tried to tell us,
some wisdom,
some foolishness.
But all the same

they tried to tell us.

Perhaps we thought
“Honor thy mother and father!”
meant obedience.

Maybe, as we grow up
we find it didn’t matter what
they said
…they won’t remember

but what mattered
what we both

is that we took time to listen.

(A new writing project that I’m working on.)

Monday Inspiration {18}

Happy Monday! I’m not sure if it’s the cooler weather lately, or the extra-long weekend, but I’m really excited about the fact that it’s September. Because it’s September, that also means that it’s time for back-to-school everything.

Tomorrow is the beginning of first quarter, so it is the very beginning of my school year. While I’ve been in classes all of August, this will be the first time I’ll have classes like Church History and New Testament throughout the week.

I’m spending today finishing copious amounts of assigned reading, but before I start in on that, here’s a few things I’m enjoying.

  1. To begin on a slightly sober note–a lot of horrible things have been happening in the world. On top of natural disasters, political disasters, and more, this week saw the release of the Nashville Statement by evangelical leaders. The statement heaps yet more condemnation upon those in the LGBTQIA community who are beautiful, loved, children of God. In response to this, The Liturgists released this statement, of which I am a proud signatory.

  2. I am preordering the newest Flavia de Luce novel, which I am so. excited. about. If you haven’t read the series, it’s about a young chemist in post-war Britain, who, while trying to survive her older sisters and odd father, solves mysteries! Bradley’s series has managed to be both touching, suspenseful, and hilarious, and I admittedly have spent most of the year pining over the fact that I’ve finished them.The first book in the series is Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, which I highly recommend starting with. Currently, the ebook is only $4.99, which is a great deal for a new addiction!

  3. This video, reenacted at the Lady Lever Art Gallery in Liverpool, shows how much effort it took    for a young lady of fashion to get dressed in the 18th century. Imagine being unable to get dressed without the assistance of someone else? It’s a fascinating look at a life we are far(ther) removed from. (Also, I would like that dress, thank you.)

  4. I’ve talked before about how much I LOVE the Lizzie Bennett Diaries (a modern-day, vlog adaptation of Pride and Prejudice). I’ve been re-watching them thanks to the fact that it’s their 5 year anniversary, and in honor of that, the Facebook page is reposting them every week.

  5. These corgi flower pots are the cutest things ever. I am currently working on making a windowsill garden in my dorm room, and I am very much tempted by the fact that my windowsill could be full of animals with succulents…

Happy Monday, friends!

(p.s. the Amazon links in this post are affiliate links, so if you purchase something, I get a tiny percentage of that money.)

Moving, Preaching, and Being Present | weekend reflections v. I

I’ve been trying to find a good format for blogging reflective posts. Sometimes my musings and “what is Amanda doing lately” posts can be incredibly drawn out, or just very boring for all (including myself). But I do think it is important to write these reflections down, and why do I have a blog, if not to write them here?

planning // I am on the cusp of another big move. I’m fairly certain the last one I blogged about was my move from the monastery to the outside world. Now, this transition is moving from the “outside world” to the different bubble that is and will be seminary. I will soon begin classes again, to my great delight. This weekend is the chaos of leaving one place–one last day in the office, one last Sunday on staff at my parish. I have a sermon to finish, bags to pack and an office to clean.

thinking // Obviously I’ve been thinking a lot about transitions (i.e. do they ever end?), but more helpfully, I’ve been writing a lot on community. What is the glue that holds our communities together? What is in our DNA that makes us push for community, for relationships, when there is so much to push us apart? Much of this comes out of my time in a monastic community, which is where I first began writing on this idea. No doubt these upcoming transitions will provide plenty of fodder for this project.

being // I’m constantly fighting to stay present to where I am physically. Times of transition are wonderful things for those of us who are type-A-planning-experts, but it is much harder for me to focus on what I’m called to do/how I am called to be within the 24hrs I am living in. Today, I am called to be present to those I’m working with (even on my last day). Tomorrow, I am called to be present to whatever that day may hold.

creating // As I’ve mentioned above, my creativity has most recently been expressed through writing. I’ve also been making pies for those whose houses I am staying in. (I have managed to perfect my pie crust this summer–if you would like proof, check out my Instagram.) However, I am excited to move into a more permanent space so that I can again engage in other artistic endeavors.

(p.s. flowers from a garden I had the pleasure of watering during part of the summer)