Celebrating the song of Me

I celebrate the song of me

with joy in befriending me

for seeing beyond the gaze of me

the screen set 'tween the real and unseen

I celebrate the song of me

in thanks for insight to walk

beyond the cursed things

that surround and hamper the breadth of me

I celebrate the song of me

for grace and sin, for dark and light

rainbowed life of perks and regrets

of shame and joy, of peace and war

I celebrate the song of me

with thankfulness for who I am

my strengths, my quirks, my hatreds, my loves

each pain, each hope, coaxing me on

I celebrate the song of me

for friends urging my ME to be

for fiends nibbling after me

for God, the Christ, the Spirit-song for me

I celebrate the song of me

with thanksgiving for the fact of me

in hope for the life of me

with Amen for the me that's Me 

*Reflections of Jean Sulivan:

  -Ecumenism will become truly worldwide only by rejecting calculation, through self-effacement.

  -Every genuine spiritual renewal...arouses a spirit directed at that instant in which past and future are connected.  That's where tradition is.

  -...Christian faith is creative because it is a faith, not an imitation or a phantom of faith.

  -I see the Church discovering a style.  Let it cease to tire itself out by repeating laws and principles. Let the Church give life to its own, to those who come to it freely and joyously.  Let them grow in the good and evil of life in this world of horse-racing, lotteries, TV, and pornography.  There's no time to lose by fighting all that.  Vice is natural, futility is natural.  Let the Church provide the powerful nourishment of the Word, which is always critical, but at a deeper level.  I see the Church detaching members from structures of profit, conventional security, and mythologies of happiness in order to make them spiritual nomads, capable of commitment without illusion, always ready to absent themselves in order to go somewhere else,  straining for the impossible and necessary.