On Crooked Hearts

03/13/2010

A few weeks ago I sent this picture of worship at St. Lydia's to my friend Steve, who's a Episcopal priest in the Bay Area.

He wrote back,

"We love our crooked neighbors with our crooked little hearts,
and eat dinner by the light of our crooked little tea lights."

I love this. He's riffing off Auden's As I Walked Out One Evening, a gorgeous little piece that begins with bold promises and proclamations and concludes in fatigue, disruption, honest and tempered wisdom.

You shall love your crooked neighbour

With your crooked heart.

We may have crooked little hearts, but still, we love.

Mar 13, 2010 2:26:34 PM | Musings

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