Category Archives: Scripture

Along the Way

Virgin of the Streets
Wayside shrine, Virgin of Guadalupe, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 
A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps.

Proverbs 16:9, King James Version
 


Lady of the Way,
as I scurry here and there,
guide my steps, I pray.

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Out of Nowhere

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Mesquite blossoms, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

 
Who knows the future? I don’t. Three weeks ago, I thought my fate was sealed: I would become an exile. The little Sonoran Desert school where I’ve been teaching had too many teachers at year’s end; as one of the last hired, I became one of the first to be let go. I prepared to spend the summer hunting for another classroom somewhere, anywhere. But sometimes miracles happen, and out of nowhere, I’ve been asked to help establish and teach in a new alternative education center right where I am. Now I know why some exiles from long ago started singing when their seemingly bleak future suddenly became bright: “When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dream. Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy….” (Psalm 126:1-2, RSV).
 


these golden blossoms
here today, gone tomorrow
nobody knows how

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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No Tarot

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Wildflowers along the Santa Margarita River Trail, Fallbrook, California
 
And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
(Matthew 6:28-30, King James Version)
 


Flowers of the field
know nothing of Tarot cards,
yet the Lord provides.

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Do You Hear the Sound?

Catedral, San Miguel
 
Make a joyful shout to God, all the earth!
Psalm 66:1, New King James Version
 


Do you hear the sound?
All the earth is praising God,
shouting joyfully!

 
Text and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: Catedral, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 
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Only for an Hour

Iris at Hubbell
 
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Psalm 103:15-16, King James Version
 

Only for an hour
blossoms tame or wild flower,
then they fade away.

 
Text and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: An iris in bloom, Hubbell Trading Post, Ganado, Arizona
 
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In My Hour of Need

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Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Psalm 61:1-2, King James Version
 

Rock higher than I,
to you the Spirit leads me
in my hour of need.

 
Text and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: Northern Arizona
 
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Nature Walk

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As I shuffle through the arroyo, I keep dropping to my knees. An onlooker might mistake me for a pilgrim making my way to Lourdes. But the healing I seek cannot be found at some distant holy shrine. It is here in the dust at my feet: cedar twigs snapped off by storms; summer’s leftover flowers; small stones trying in vain to fatten themselves on wisps of winter sun.
 
I aim my camera at a clump of wasted wildflowers, remembering words from a letter written long ago: “God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are…” (1 Corinthians 1:28, RSV).
 
Low and despised is winter’s detritus in the arroyo, but it heals my battered spirit as I kneel in awe and wonder before it.
 

Kneeling in the dust,
I search for underground streams—
three crows bear witness.

 
Text and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: Northern Arizona
 
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Holy Breath

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By the breath of God frost is given: and the breadth of the waters is straitened.
 
Job 37:10, King James Version
 

Crafting cruel frost,
flinging snow across the land—
frigid, holy breath!

 
Text and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: Northern Arizona
 
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Fading Flowers

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The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.
 
Isaiah 40:8, King James Version
 

Though the grass withers
and flowers fade into dust,
still the Word endures.

 
Text and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
Photo: Northern Arizona
 
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Crooked Paths


 

Can crooked paths be made straight?



 
The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the Lord, makes his paths straight.
Mark 1:3, King James Version
 
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