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

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Palm Sunday 2014

There he was, riding on a donkey
There he was hailed by the crowds
As some sort of King

that strange man
who talked so strangely
acted so strangely
and always, always
called people to follow in his way….

So here is the question
Are we willing to follow?

Are willing to go past the crowd mentality, where everyone cheered, but really had no idea who this man was?   Past our blind immersion in the culture of power and manipulation
for if we do not let go of our need for power and manipulation,
we cannot follow

Are we willing to let go
And move forward to a new place
To a new way of living, of being?

Are we ready to drop our branches
And leave our cloaks behind,
Are we willing to follow him through the gates?

The gates of our hearts, our souls
The gates, ultimately, of the Kingdom!

Without a doubt, the gates into the unknown, the unexpected

But the question remains, are we willing to follow Him there
To that which is at the center of our lives
To that place that drives us and defines us

And once there, at the center
Are we willing to join him in turning our lives,
Our faith
Our values, our beliefs
Our world
Upside down?

Are we willing to join him,
as on Maundy Thursday, he creates a new community
and proves, by the washing of his disciples feet
that this community is about divine union
not about moral perfection

are we willing to go with him all the way to the cross
where he is willing to die
to lose it all
that he might gain everything
so that he might, and we might, with him
gain union with the Sacred?

and in that union

get a first taste
of the Kingdom of God?

Are we?

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