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

Saturday, December 22, 2018

full of grace

Do not fight to expel the darkness from the chamber of your soul
Open a tiny aperture for the light to enter
And the darkness will disappear
St Porphyrios

I cannot tell you how often I have heard it
In ranch kitchens
In hospital rooms


“I only hope
  I only hope

“That I have lived a good enough life”

Good enough?
For what?
Regard?  Respect?  Worth? Love?

Good enough to be worthy of God’s love?

It seems we cannot escape that hideous belief
That we must earn our place with God
That we can earn our place with God

It is wrong on so many counts
This merit based theology
This dogged belief that drives us into such awful places
Those fearful
Protective places

It shuts down our hearts
And drives us to our minds
It drives us out of our minds

But the truth is this!

We do not need to earn God’s love, its given
A gift
It just is
For me, you, everyone

That person over there who drinks too much
That person struggling with opioids
That person who was born Gay, or Lesbian, or Transgender
That person who lies, who is dishonest
That person who has made mistakes
That aged and fearful one
That young and arrogant one

God’s love is there
It may not always be accepted, or lived out
But it is there

And of course, the idea that we could ever measure up is

Not going to happen!
Oh there are moments
But there are also moments
(you know what I mean)

All we can do
All we need to do
It turn toward the light
Turn toward the One
Turn toward the One who Comes

And welcome

Say it how you will

All we need to do is let the mystery flow to us
Flow into us
(often through the cracks and fissures in our soul)

And chase out the darkness
Chase out those things, that make us
Fearful, and hateful

All we need to do is become
Grace full

And that perhaps, is the easiest, and most difficult task of all

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