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"Some keep the Sabbath going to Church

Emily Dickinson

Some keep the Sabbath going to Church –

I keep it, staying at Home –

With a Bobolink for a Chorister –

And an Orchard, for a Dome –

Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice –

I, just wear my Wings –

And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,

Our little Sexton – sings.

God preaches, a noted Clergyman –

And the sermon is never long,

So instead of getting to Heaven, at last –

I’m going, all along."

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Connie Miller's avatar

Thank you Diana. I appreciate your articles as they make me think. Funny, though, my first thought to your question, "What will we make of the dust we've been given?" was mud pies! LOL! We could make mud pies. And that leads to my childhood memories. My brother and I would play in the soft soil around our field in Iowa and fill a bucket of water to make mud pies. We added weeds, leaves, bugs as that was our different seasonings I suppose. Bottom line, it bought me to ponder, what we make out of the dust given to us is by showing up. How do I want to show up each day in this world and show God's love? How do I want to be available to share my time, my creativity, my mud pies with the world around me? That's the meaning in the dust to me anyway. Blessings to you.

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