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How Shall We Be Named?

Posted by jael on Aug 31, 2011 in Spiritual Journey, Technology

Dear Ones,

I recognized the first time I posted from Here that somewhere south of the border brokenhallelujah reconfigured itself anew.

Suddenly, it was no longer a simple venue to rise up in Praise, but a portal to you.

Unexpectedly, writing became the same kind of travel I remember in cherished books as a child.

Instead of a static platform, it’s become a dynamic space where I feel a connection to you in real time despite the virtual bandwidth.

I see your faces,
imagine your eyebrow vibes
and wonder if I can twist a phrase
shrewdly enough
to make you laugh out loud.

As I upload my heart,
I cry up to Him,
and out to reach you,
like an oak branch
against a window pane
and the 1,000 miles between us
for the brief,
fleeting,
precious
time I post
mutes.

I feel the breath of
your Hallelijahs
on my face
and lean in to listen to
Communion bells.

Brokenhallelujah became a biway somewhere on that highway.

Now more, because “(f)or where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I among them,” Matthew 18:20.

The very idea causes me to rejoice.

As such, I want to thank you for joining the conversation.

I want to tell you how much your readership feeds my Spirit. It fuels my hunger like a big pot of snow day chili on simmer to study more and celebrate this gift of life from our King of Kings.

I want you to know how much you matter to me.

Your love sweetens bitter like honey glaze paints cinnomon buns.

Thank you.

You enrich me.

I am humbled and blessed.

My tech geek architected a new skin to mark the new feel.

I pray you feel my welcome.

Finally, with permission, I’d like to be able to call us something other than bh-ers…

How shall we be named?

and am open to suggestions…

Fellow travelers?
Singers?
Choir?
(bell)Ringers?
The Orchestra?

I look forward to your thoughts.

Much love,

jael

xoxo

Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah!

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