I Would Have God Himself Speak
Were I “Dominee,
Pendeta” that is, pastor, priest I would invite my congregation to God’s
church. I then take them, no not to Bali, but to a beautiful spot, a paradise, so
serene, in Cilenggang. We walk down a small winding, shady footpath, have them
sit somewhere beneath a bamboo wood, listen to the sounds of water
falling, the rustle of the trees, to see
the dew on the grass, a valley far away, feel the cool air, a breeze, ... while
I myself don’t read the bible. I would keep silent and have God himself speak
to the congregation.
And I imagined them on
a little boat in a big storm in the night, in deadly peril. They all then know
how to pray.
And whosoever finds
his/her lover, its mate, then knows how to sing, to praise.
January 2014
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