CLARITY by Carmen C. DiCelloListening around for celestial voice. The church seems a spiritual parody. Where, O my Lord, can I nestle with truth?I’m searching each day for some Clarity.__________________________________One system says, “Hear our words, watch our lives.” (But) Authentic is just such a rarity.Where, Strange Divine, can I gaze at what’s real?I’m striving to find some true Clarity.__________________________________Insiders bless themselves, walking away.All that they do is just stare at me.Why, Living Way, does this satisfy them?Just looking for genuine Clarity.__________________________________Beam of hope comes; it shines through my soul. It flows from the One they call Charity. Staring at him, though the edges aren’t smooth. At least, I can sense there is Clarity.__________________________________Journey, we do, and the mystery remains.With questions, not answers, I bow the knee. But, coming’s a day when our eyes see complete.The cloud coming One will give Clarity. __________________________________Refrain –Seeing some things, there’s more I don’t know.Show me the path, what to think, where to go.
Carmen C. DiCello
Carmen C. DiCello has served as an associate and senior pastor, and he is currently both a public school teacher and an adjunct professor at Columbia Evangelical Seminary. He is the author of Why? Reflections on the Problem of Evil (2007) and Dangerous Blessing: The Emergence of a Postmodern Faith (2005). You can catch some of Carmen’s more recent thoughts at Notions (http://ollecid.blogspot.com).
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