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.
Sunday, May 6, 2018
May our hearts be known
Calvin: Do you think morality is defined by our actions or
what’s in our hearts
Hobbes: Our actions show what is in our hearts
(Silence)
Calvin: I resent that
_______________________________
We can close our eyes
We can push those thoughts away
That haunt us
But in the end when we look in the mirror we know
Everyone knows
If they are willing to see
What is in our hearts
It has been said
“you will know them by their fruits”
(some guy named Jesus)
And so it is
Sometimes the fruits are not just bad
They are toxic, devastating, deadly
We see the violence (as missiles land and children die)
We see the poor and the vulnerable abandoned
We see people who are black minimized, oppressed, even
killed
In such actions hearts are revealed
And they are not in the “right place”
By their actions we know them
We know then that these are hearts set on hate
Hearts full of fear, greed,
and arrogance
But so is mine
In my fear
In my failure to care
The fruit of my life is often isolation
Distance, neglect
In my failure to connect well with others
My failure to listen, to act with compassion
My inability to embrace rather than exclude
The poverty of my own heart is revealed
Ah may the love flow
From wherever love comes
May it fill all our hearts
And in the filling
May it overflow
And through the overflow
Through the love
May our hearts be known
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