Now will I seek and find the peace of God.
In peace I was created. And in peace I do remain. It is not given me to change my Self. How merciful is God my Father, that when He created me He gave me peace forever. Now I ask but to be what I am. And can this be denied me, when it is forever true?
Father, I seek the peace You gave as mine in my creation. What was given then must be here now, for my creation was apart from time, and still remains beyond all change. The peace in which Your Son was born into your Mind is shining there unchanged. I am as You created me. I need but call on You to find the peace you gave. It is Your Will that gave it to Your Son.
It was our writing groups writing workshop in the Coffee Lounge today. A space shared with a group of very loud novelist (could there have been any writing with that racket going on?) Anyway, we waded our way through the complexities of the pontoum form of poetry, and I even managed a piece, related directly to my observations in the gym just hours before. It was a great joy to hear everyone else’s attempts.
Left there straight to the Flyover Show at Hockley Flyover where I stayed to see four acts, including Queen Nefretiti, a very encouraging drama piece, and the band Gabbidon. The lure of ackee and saltfish from Russells in Lozells was too great, but we had a chance to take in the very creative graffiti artists painting the subway. And the sun shone!
