I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Love and Fear
Just finished the book by Rohr. May have to read it again. So full of things to think about. To Ponder.
In this time of anger and hate.
Of war and rumors of war, one thing that Rohr said jumped out at me
yesterday.
“I believe fear is almost always behind hate…. For fear
to survive, it must look like reason, prudence, common-sense, intelligence, the
need for social order, morality, religion, obedience, justice, or even
spirituality. It always works. What better way to veil vengeance than to
call it justice? What better way to
cover greed than to call is responsible stewardship?”
I am going to have to think about this one. The cloaking of fear, and hate, in the
garments of faith. I think I see this
being done. On both ends of the
spiritual spectrum. And it makes me
wonder, how many things do we do out of fear?
How many of our supposedly righteous actions for God, are really about
us? And our stuff?
I have no doubt that as people of faith, we seek to do
good.
But how many times are our responses really about us, and
our fears?
Our greed
Our anger
Our needs?
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Oh Lord
I want to be a person run by faith
Who walks through each day, allowing your presence and
love to flow through me to the world
But Lord, there is that lurking thing called fear
In fear I become entrenched
In fear I do good things in order to feel more secure in
your love
In fear I seek the love and affection of others
In fear I criticize
In fear I hold fast to my possession
But you tell us Lord
That perfect love casts out fear
You are perfect love
And you tell us that you are in us
I know that I will never, perfectly
Be free from fear
Help me to be so full of you
That there is less room for fear
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