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.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Repent? Really? Yes, really!
Beauty before me
Beauty behind me
With beauty all around me
I walk
Navaho
Chant
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Some days one feels immersed in the ugliness
I have lately been assailed by the comments made
about the poor and struggling
by self-satisfied commentators on TV
and by many politicians, many of whom are not only
wealthy
but were born to wealth
Words like “takers”, “moochers”, “lazy”
“slothful”, echo through the air
people who have been beaten down by life
assailed by generational poverty, our economic
system,
an inability to find jobs (they ARE trying),
medical expenses (tell me again why we don’t want
to transform healthcare)
addiction, mental health issues and more
instead of being seen with compassion, and helped
are seen with the eyes of judgment and condemned
I can think of no greater indictment of a society,
then when the power structure of a society,
and this includes its media and its politicians,
wage a systematic campaign to oppress the
oppressed,
while at the same time furthering their own grasp
on power and wealth
And I can think of no greater indictment of those
institutions
called churches
those communities who claim to gather in the name
of Christ
than their collusion with these forces of
oppression
the silence of the American “Church” is deafening
the erosion of the American Church, as it no only
fails to speak
but becomes ensnared in the culture
of power and wealth
is saddening
while it is clear some Christians see
and some Christians (and churches) act
to feed the hungry, clothe the poor
and seek justice
the church as a whole has at the best become
silent
as the worst, become part of the culture of
judgment and oppression
As American Christians we need to regain our
grounding in the Gospel of Jesus Christ
We need to remember what his ministry was all
about
We need to be the eyes of Christ, seeing people
with compassion
We need to be the hands of Christ, feeding
clothing, healing
We need to be the voice of Christ, challenging
those whose would hate and oppress
Those who would manipulate, use, and abuse
positions of power and privilege
the time has come for the church to be the body of
Christ
the time has come for us as followers of “the way”
to be a transforming presence in our nation
to be those who water the seeds of hope, and
compassion
understanding and caring
not the seeds of division, judgment, and discord
this coming Sunday we celebrate the Baptism of
Jesus
In that baptism Jesus identified with a humanity
that has lost its way
But much more happened
In that baptism God affirmed his pleasure in
Jesus, and not only Jesus
but also, I believe, in all his creation, and all
his creatures
including us
and the Sacred One
sent the Spirit (wow, the mystery of the trinity
in one story),
planted in his people the capacity for healing
transforming and loving
if we would be the church, we must understand as,
Thich Nhat Hanh suggests,
that “the teachings of Jesus must be practiced as
they were lived by Jesus”
we must reach out and touch the poor
not succumb to our tendency to prefer the rich
we must reach out and be with and for the
oppressed
not collude and collaborate with the powerful
we must insist on social and economic justice
and not align with politicians who cut food stamps
attack unemployment benefits
and believe that the way to stability, power and
wealth
is on a
path paved by the bodies of the vulnerable
this seems like an impossible and unlikely
transformation
and yet
at the River Jordan
John Baptized the people with a baptism of repentance
And the heavens opened
the world was seeded with the Holy Spirit
and a ministry of love, reconciliation, caring,
and healing was begun
and the poor, and ill, and oppressed
were given healing, and love, and hope
Oh God
Here we are
We are far too like that brood of manipulative “religious
folk”
John called a brood of vipers
but You are mighty
dip us into the river of repentance
plant the seed of the Holy Spirit in us
and send us on our way
caring
forgiving
healing
helping
rejoicing
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Beauty before me
Beauty behind me
With beauty all around me
I walk
Navaho
Chant
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