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

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Why are we here?

That's what it's all about. We are here to walk each other home.

I have tried hard over the years, to figure out what the teachings
of Jesus were all about

People have taken the words of Jesus
and made them mean so many different things

they have used Jesus words to inspire works of great love and compassion
and used them the justify acts of violence and hate

they have used his words to heal
but also to wound

Some people use Jesus’ words to promote generosity
but many more use them to justify greed and selfishness

but this is what it is all about

But I believe Jesus calls us to walk each other home
Even when we don’t quite know where “home” is
Even when the way is long
Even when the path is torturous and vague

We walk each other home
We care for one another
We carry one another

If we must use some of our strength, some of our resources
To help another along that path,
We do it

We do it whether that person deserves it or not
for Jesus never worried about merit
all he ever saw in another was a precious soul

Oh, sometimes he was saddened by what he saw
But he always, still, wanted to help that person home
Tax collector
Fisher, farmer, cook, cleaner
Man on the street
Woman by the well
Thief on a cross
Blind one, sick one, wounded one, hated one
He simply sought
With the love of God in him
To walk them home
To that place of peace

So we are here to walk each other home
And it is not acceptable to leave others behind
so that we might get there ourselves
It is not OK to leave others behind
To make our journey easier

No precious soul, and we are all precious souls
Can be left behind
By our choosing
By our decision to exclude
By our choice to shame, to minimize
By our decision to go the way of wealth and power
And our decision to abandon the poor, the ill, the aging, the addicted

For we are here to walk each other home

I know I do not always succeed in this task
I have walked by people (literally or figuratively)
I have left some there, in the dust, by the side of the road
Broken and bleeding

I suspect you don’t either
But we do carry some of God’s power (Spirit)
And we do carry some of God’s love, for God has given us his love

And when love and power come together?
We not only want to do good, we have the power to do it
So this day
As the rain falls
And the clouds encase the earth

I will remember the words of the man Jesus
The words of the eternal Christ

We are here, to walk each other home

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