Saturday, August 29, 2009

An Ecumenical Quaker Draws the Line

Can’t say I’m not open.
I meditate with Mennonites,
chant with Catholics,
and belt out Baptist blues with the best of them.
I danced at my daughter’s wedding to a Nazarene,
and once I even rolled the aisle with a Pentecostal.
But with funerals I reach my limit.
When my time comes
I will insist on my own homespun,
tried and true Quaker version.
I just wouldn’t feel dead
without it.

(From The Secret Colors of God: Poems by Nancy Thomas, 2005, The Barclay Press)

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