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Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning



Monday, March 31, 2025

The remnant rocks

Yahweh works slowly and humbly to reform any society, starting from the edges and the bottom… It is the consistent biblical theme of themes.  The victims are the victors...

The holy nation… emerges by a divine winnowing process.  The whole group never gets the message, but a smaller group (the remnant) carries the love and hope and restoration forward after each purification (that is after the trials and tribulations the people endure)…

          Richard Rohr (The Tears of Things)

 

“In your midst I will leave a humble and lowly people, those who remain will seek all their refuge in Yahweh” (Zephaniah 3:12)

 

The normal power systems of the world worship themselves and not God

          Richard Rohr (The Tears of Things)

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Ah, the patience of Sacred

perhaps the creative power

woven into all

 

that amazing diversity

of color

shape

gender

function

 

that is

the mountains and rivers

skies and clouds

wind and rain (and snow)

 

that is elk and deer

foxes and skunks

rats too

 

that is you and I

that is black, brown, white

every shade imaginable

 

that is the colors of the rainbow

every gender possible

 

knows something we do not

 

that the love and ingenuity

that is part of each of us

that sacred presence

we carry with us

knowingly

or not

 

through all of our enfleshment

 

is more powerful

than small people trying to be big

weak people trying to be strong

 

is a reality that will prevail

over fear, hate, and greed

 

that will overcome cruelty

and all the machinations of

malevolent and malicious people

 

God has always had special place

In God’s heart for “the least of these.”

 

Even more profound is the fact that God uses

that which is humble, even small

to move the work of love forward

 

don’t look to the pulpit

the White House (especially there)

don’t wander through the halls of power

hoping to find the answer

 

look in the immigrant camp

in the prison in El Salvador

in the homeless shelter

 

wander through the foodbank

 

that is where God is to be found

where hope is to be found

 

in the tiny, often powerless remnant

that remembers

to hang on to love

to Yahweh

to kindness and compassion

 

God knows

that is where restoration is to be found

 

and patiently nurtures

the tiny seed

that ultimately

will change everything

 

“But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, things that are not, to abolish things that are, so that no one might boast in the presence of God.”  (I Corinthians 1:27-29)


Friday, March 28, 2025

On that day

On that day I will re-erect the tottering hut of David

and repair its breaches

    and raise up its ruins

    and rebuild it as in the days of old,

                               Amos 9:11

 

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

                               Attributed to John Lennon

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the hut is tottering

that place we have safely dwelt

no longer

protects us from the storm

 

the hail and winds

of racism, deceit, and greed

have stormed against

its very foundation

 

the poor are neglected

the elderly abandoned

the stranger is not welcome

disappeared

by people in black

 

justice is no more

compassion is a sin

 

the hut is tottering

for a house built on lies

cannot stand

 

a house divided

cannot stand

 

a house inside whose walls

cruelty

is legislated and legalized

cannot stand

 

this hut may fall

and great will be its fall

all empires end

 

but with God

there is always

resurrection

 

a rising up out of the rubble

a rebuilding

 

this is the promise of God

the hope enfleshed by GodWithUs

and empowered by GodInUs

 

the end is never the end

it is always the beginning

 

this day

as we huddle in the midst of

disintegration

 

remind us Beloved

that you

are the One who makes

all things

new

 

 


Thursday, March 27, 2025

On waking

It is Tuesday

Five o’clock AM

it’s Tuesday

why should I get up

I don’t want to get up

perhaps I could lie here

all day

forever

 

it is Tuesday

I wonder what the man of lies

will do today

 

do I even want to know

what if I simply did not read the news

would it go away

 

it is Tuesday

is there anything on my calendar

that matters

that would make a difference

to anyone, anywhere

 

is there anything I can do

that will help turn the tide

away from hate toward love

away from exclusion to inclusion

 

anything I can do to soothe the soul

of an LGBTQI+ friend who is frightened

the old person terrified

the check won’t come

 

the person barely making it day by day

on the end of poverty, hunger, homelessness

 

it is Tuesday

I know I need to get up

pull up my big boy pants

and get to work

 

yes, there are things to be challenged

there are sermons to write

minutes to complete

people to call

services to be planned

groceries to be bought

 

it all seems so mundane

 

but there are people who need to be heard

people who need a presence

people who need to be affirmed

hugged

smiled at

treated with compassion

love

 

there are people who need me

and I need them

 

it is Tuesday

I don’t want to get up

But I can’t just lie here

all day

forever