Rev. Dr. Wilfredo Baez
September 20, 2014
I am entering into the Tabernacle
Right in Binghamton New York,
Into the Holy of Holies
Where I celebrate the Presence of God.
The people of Tabernacle
Have opened the Tabernacle to me
And invited me to enter.
The light is shining brightly inside.
I am not the person I was
When I first went inside the Tabernacle.
I have lost many pounds of darkness.
I have peeled off layers of ego.
I am naked now and not ashamed
In a church where many have lost their fig leaves
Without embarrassment nor apology
For having human bodies and minds.
I am shedding shades of darkness,
My own Self unafraid to shine
And light up a room with my interest
In what makes the people of Tabernacle smile.
And what I am finding reflected in me
Is the passion of every face I see,
The compassion of every heart that beats
And a commitment to God's world order.
I am becoming accustomed to the Tabernacle
And been transfigured myself,
Raised up to Heaven before the Throne.
The King places the sword on my shoulder
And dubs we a Knight of the court of light
Rendering me a servant of an army of love
Committed to rescuing the dragon
From its eternal infernal lair.
The Tabernacle has become my home
And the people of Tabernacle my family
Although I arrived such a short while ago.
My heart has been set free of worry and fear
And I can share in Self with everyone here.
And I can delight in discovering Self with them
And the search for Self in every person
That lives in close proximity to us.