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On Reading Psalm 104 Yours is the sky with its water, Yours is the land with its plants, Yours is the deep earth with mineral resources, Yours ... and we arrive each day like gaping little birds ... with hungers we cannot satisfy, with thirst we cannot quench, with deep inhaling of the gift of your breath, with safety we cannot generate, with rest we can only receive. You give and give and give ... a gift that keeps giving And we? We receive grace upon grace, bread endlessly, water without which we die, We receive Occasionally imagining we possess. But mainly we receive and discover that the dialect of your conversation is all about gift and grace and gratitude. We take a deep breath—of your breath— and yearn to speak your idiom, because the rest is gibberish. Amen. September 17,2002 4o ...

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