Sunday, January 4, 2026

So I am finding it increasingly hard to keep "Israel" as the people of God separate in my mind from "Israel" as the contemporary political entity. I am going to try to m use "the people of God" or even the Anishinaabe term "all my relations". The reality is that humans cannot just be at peace with each other without being at peace with the creation around them. So -

They shall come and sing aloud on the height of Zion, and they shall be radiant over the goodness of the LORD, over the grain, the wine, and the oil, and over the young of the flock and the herd; their life shall become like a watered garden, and they shall never languish again. Then shall the young women rejoice in the dance, and the young men and the old shall be merry. I will turn their mourning into joy; I will comfort them and give them gladness for sorrow. Jeremiah 31


They are on their way, Lord -

practicing their songs,
bringing grain, wine, and oil.
The women are practicing their dance,
the men (young and old) are making merry.
They have mourned for too long -
 loss of their land, loss of their children,
 their homes and villages destroyed, 
their olive trees uprooted.
 Now is the time to turn their mourning into joy,
 now is the time to give them gladness for sorrow.
 Comfort your people, Lord, whoever, wherever they are....


 

 

 

 

 

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