An Elemental Word

The following is a poetic meditation I wrote for a class project in which I had to design a jazz worship service, based on the theme of creation.

An Elemental Word

 

In the beginning is the Word, and the word is with God, and the word is God

And is word is creating.

And the word is in the air, and the word is like the air.

Yes, like the air, with no visible form, yet everywhere,

Moving, breathing, flying, heaving

Hovering,

Dividing, colliding, coming from all sides

And providing for things that would come to be thriving

In and throughout creation.

The word is like the air, air for the gliding

Birds and bats and bugs

Swarming in the storming clouds high above

In the air.

The word cannot be touched, but is always in touch.

The word cannot be stopped; merely diverted, moved, and directed, but never stopped.

The word remains, filling creation, breathing creation, moving creation, inspiring creation

And The Word Is…

In the beginning is the word, and the word is with God and the word is God,

And the word is creating.

And the word is in the water, and the word is like the water.

Yes, like the water, hot and cold, floating and flowing and freezing.

The word is vast, and deep, and fast, and keeps on moving,

Churning, falling, speeding, stalling,

Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.

Waiting to be waded in.

Eager to be drunk.

Ready to be bathed in, to be swam in, ready for someone to dive into

The word.

The word is there for the swimming, and the swarming,

The cooling and the warming

The navigating and the exploring,

And the word is in the water.

We are born in the water, and born again in the word and the spirit,

And the word sustains us and moves us and cleans us and

Fills us with its precious life.

Yes, the word sustains and fills and overflows in us always seeks to be shared

And the word is…

And in the beginning is the word, and the word is with God, and the word is God,

And the word is creating.

And the word is in fire, and it is like fire.

Yes, like fire, and light, and heat

Burning with passion, burning but not consuming

Wild and beautiful and dangerous.

The word divides the light from the dark—because it is the light!

The word guides the wanderer through the valley, leads through the deserts,

Shines in the sky like beacons in the night,

Onward and forward and always, always dancing.

The word is a dancing tongue, moving in the spirit

Candle in the temple,

A comfort in the cold.

The word is a blazing sword,

Igniting hearts with truth and power and justice and strength,

Revealing a darkness, making it powerless, proving that

The darkness cannot understand the word.

The word is like fire, crackling with energy, searing with grace,

Purging and healing and cleansing with holy light.

And the word is…

And in the beginning is the word, and the word is with God, and the word is God,

And the word is creating.

And the word is in the earth, and it is like the earth,

Yes, like the earth, both huge and somehow miniscule,

Hard and yet soft,

Rigid and malleable,

Stable and yet shifting,

But definitely… there.

There’s a there-ness to the word, a thing-ness,

A weight, a heft, an avoidable existence to the word.

The word is sharp and jagged,

The word is smooth and sleek.

The word is teeming with life, and yet austere and immense.

There are things in the word that escape the eye,

Things you can only see close up, and things you can only see zoomed out.

The word has a life to it, and life in it, and life to give to those who can understand it.

The word provides space for things to grow,

things to move,

things to be.

The word is strength, stable and stubborn

Persistent in its existence. The word is as the earth is.

And the word is…

And the word is not these things, but like these things,

Or rather, these things are like the Word.

These things were made by the word, shaped by the word,

And continually being sustained by the word.

The word is not done creating.

The word was, and is, and forever shall be

Love.

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About grantimusmax

Grant Barnes, aka Grantimus Maximus, aka The Nerdcore Theologian. He is a graduate of Perkins School of Theology with a Masters Degree in Divinity. He is also a commissioned elder in the United Methodist Church, and Senior Pastor at Hemphill First United Methodist Church and Pineland United Methodist Church. He graduated from Texas State University Cum Laude with a Bachelor's degree in English, minor in History. He watches way too many movies, reads too many books, listens to too much music, and plays too many video games to ever join the mundane reality people claim is the "Real World." He rejects your reality, and replaces it with a vision of what could be, a better one, shaped by his love for God.
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