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.
Monday, February 3, 2014
On coming face to face with the Bible
standing naked
it happens sometimes
you read
and prepare
the manuscript is there
the pulpit too
thank God
something to hide behind
but there you are
standing naked
with nothing to say
with everything to say
planned words meaningless and blurred
upon the page
(it really is time to get new glasses)
But more than that
faith blurred
spirit torn
no big reason
perhaps
just a week of talking faith
with people struggling with faith
walking with people through self-talk
so defeating
they can barely take another step
and there
in front of me
a book
“The Book”
so full of things that don’t make sense
love and fear
punishment and forgiveness
the good, bad, and the ugly
all mixed together
a person fully human fully sacred
one can get lost in those pages
and perhaps one’s faith too
in the end
I spoke
standing naked
and just said
"it doesn't make sense
the way of the spiritual
just doesn’t make sense
Its backwards, upside down
flat out weird
sacred and human together
win by dying...
this God, who the way presented
must have some sort of dissociative identify
disorder
I don't understand it all
I can’t reconcile all the stuff in "this
book"
But I do know
what I have learned is this
faith is about the experience we have of the
Sacred
in us
flowing through us
it is about being connected with something,
someone ???
big
something that is love
and it is about knowing that something is in me
and in those I meet
and it is about letting that something
shape the way I see
the way I act
and live
it is about letting the God (Spirit) in me
lead me
into ways of living and loving
that seem
perhaps
a little crazy
a little odd
happy are the poor?
happy are the mournful?
death is the way to life?
Yes,
Yes
somehow there is truth here
The book shares the story
our story
with all the confusion
and
at times immaturity
that comes with being human
the book shares the story
of a search for this something
someone
we call God
it wanders and meanders
sometimes it pulls us into the muck
sometimes it carries us to the heights
the book is
us standing naked before God
seeking to find
"the way"
but we will never find it with our heads
only our hearts
only our hearts
as we meet
as we experience
unconditional love
radical grace
at the center
of who we are
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