2024 Winter Lights
Of God and Me | Isabel Horne
I woke up this morning a lamp,
as I usually do.
My soul has come back from another place.
My light flickers with my lungs as they breathe and my mouth as I speak and my eyes as I close them to pray.
I feel a strange kinship with the rising sun.
The sun. Our star. Our perpetual flame,
barely different from the lamp
all it lacks is the cage.
Remove mine hold up the flame and tell me
against the sky do we not look the same.
I’ll tell you a story, if you don’t already know.
That if you go to Babylon on the right day
you might meet an angel in the right cave.
they might teach you god’s
most sacred name.
And if you say the most sacred name
your lamp will become nothing but flame.
And you will wake up away so far
you will wake up as one of the stars.
And on the occasion I do not wake up a lamp.
I have been know to be a raindrop
falling fast afraid from the sky
I land on rivers rushing by
I make way to a stream
join in a creek
all on my way inevitably
back home to the great big sea.
Because what is the difference between rain drop and water?
What is the difference between me and a Heavenly Father?
My soul bubbles up in my body
like sea foam on sand.
And though you cannot have sea foam without the land,
you wouldn’t say it is of the beach.
It’s sea foam by name, it’s of the sea.
I am of God, without him there’s no me.
And on the very worst days I wake up a mirror.
Typically coated with layers of rust.
And when this happens I know that I must
find my way to my knees to pray
and ask forgiveness and give thanks for the day.
so that when I walk out my door I’ll blind
anyone who happens to be walking by.
There is so much good in the world to give
I could reflect it all and as long as I live
give only to others what god gave to me.
And it would be enough for all of man to be happy.
Winter Lights
Saturday, December 13th, was our annual Winter Lights Program! We heard conversations from Interfaith leaders, graduates from Interfaith Atlanta’s inaugural cohort, and students from Interfaith Atlanta Youth. We were graced with performed and collective music, stories, and poetry. We ended the evening with fellowship and food, meeting new friends and building bridges across our diverse communities. If you missed it, no worries! We have posted comments from some of our Interfaith Atlanta Youth speakers as well as the beautiful poetry provided by Isabel Horne. We hope to see you all next year!
Special thanks to the Emory Office of Spiritual and Religious life, Emory Catering, and Kay and Jack Beale.
2025 Winter Lights
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