or Sermon from the Small Bump

—Yay for them that move their lives in more authentic directions, for they will eventually find their path to good purpose.

—Yay for the guileless who can be frequently fooled yet remain willing to trust, for theirs is the simplest path to peace.

—Yay for those who realize that the shape of their spirit fits perfectly into this puzzle called life, for they have also realized that it was the picture on the box top that didn’t belong.

—Yay for them that have none to spare but who share freely anyway, for the abundance of their spirit reveals the truth of the love within us.

—Yay for those who have reached the end of their own best thinking, for theirs is the kingdom of fresh possibilities.

—Yay for the playful in life, for they will be spared the crushing burden of being just serious.

—Yay for them who pick up the nail or piece of glass that they did not drop and that wasn’t a danger to them at all, for their sense of community will become contagious.

—Yay for those who no longer want to walk to the beat of any drum, for they have learned the joy of shuffling along.

—Yay for those who do not hurry, for they have found there is no rush to grace.

—Yay for them that yay along with others, for theirs is a chorus that the universe has been longing to hear.

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