Blessing At the Burning Bush

You will have to decide

if you want this—

want the blessing that comes to you

on an ordinary day

when you are minding your own path,

bent on the task before you

that you have done a hundred times, a thousand.


You will have to choose for yourself

whether you will attend to the signs,

whether you will open your eyes to the searing light, the heat,

whether you will open your ears, your heart

to the voice that knows your name,

that tells you this place where you stand—

this ground so familiar and therefore unregarded—

is, in fact,



You will have to discern

whether you have defenses enough

to rebuff the call,

excuses sufficient

to withstand the pull

of what blazes before you;

whether you will hide your face,

will turn away back toward—what, exactly?

No path from here

could ever be ordinary again,

could ever become unstrange to you

whose seeing has been scorched beyond all salving.


You will know your path

not by how it shines before you

but by how it burns within you,

leaving you whole as you go from here

blazing with your inarticulate, your inescapable


Source: Jan Richardson

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Jeremy Jernigan

Speaker | Author | Founder of Communion Wine Co.