Begotten: Notes from The Creed


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This is how to write, how to live: so unaware of self that you become the thing that you really are. Napkins within arm’s reach bleed blue with your psalms – how you notice the spider’s immaculate web by the kitchen door, how dark rain ushers Autumn in her explosion of color. Your voice is making song, words healing, hands creating.   Your children see you like a window to God. You become like the thing you love most.

Your sense for shame is hound-dog good. In a room with thousands, even, you can find it, and you are not afraid of it. You wait outside all the camps (the liberals, the conservatives, the disgusted, and the right) because that’s where she always is: the desperate ashamed. When you uncover names, you find her choked tight.

Teeth of a saw, it has tangled in her hair, grown to the skin of her feet and inched into pores. Careful, careful. Balm of grace, you are. Sometimes all you do is hold hands, vessel girl, full of oil and light.

Everywhere we look is a battle, and you know it isn’t yours. The battle belongs to the Begotten. Men down everywhere.

Lo, He is with us, even to the end.

We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ, 
the only Son of God, 
eternally begotten of the Father, 
God from God, light from light, 
true God from true God, 
begotten, not made, 
of one Being with the Father.

Our words are fruit from His planting. The fruit of praise is the only salve for the wounded soul.

Explore The Nicene Creed with me? I plan to take it apart as many times as I can, to see truth in our lives. My first installment is For the Child.

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6 Comments

Diana Trautwein
Reply October 15, 2013

So rich, so layered. SO grateful for it. Thank you, Amber.

Melissa
Reply October 15, 2013

I always want to comment after I read here just so that you know I was here, that I was blessed. But then. I always just find myself all slack jawed and grace struck and all I can muster is:

AMEN

Becky Jones
Reply October 15, 2013

Dear Amber,
I love your blog. Are you a native southern or you just here for a while? Do you read Sue Moore Donaldson blog? She is my 2nd cousin twice removed?? Do you go to college n the South? I noticed that you like Elvis. He had just gotten popular when I was in high school.
We are TN natives but we spent some time in CA then we came home on the run.
Love,
Becky Jones

Amber
Reply October 16, 2013

Becky, Thank you so much for coming here. I am half from TN myself. I grew up in Alabama and my daddy is from TN. I live in Arkansas now. I'll have to look up Sue Donaldson. I can tell you're southern because you know how far related you are to someone. :)

I'm glad you visited with me a bit.

Lynette Oien
Reply October 23, 2013

Wow! Your words are so powerful. Lynette

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