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.
Tuesday, January 28, 2020
Return to the Way
Any religion that professes to be concerned about the souls
of men and is not concerned about the slums that damn them, the economic
conditions that strangle them and the social conditions that cripple them is a
spiritually moribund religion awaiting burial
Martin
Luther King Jr
Dom Hélder Câmara (1909–1999) said many years ago when he
talked about the “spiral of violence”: institutional violence provokes a
violent response, which in turn is met with “necessary” repression, [1] and
then the same pattern repeats, each level growing more and more violent without
really resolving the underlying problem (or evil).
Richard
Rohr
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It seems as if so often,
when we are trying to deal with the debris in our hearts
and lives
we deal with the “individual stuff”
the words spoken
the behaviors that harmed or offended
the actions that violated even our own personal sense of
morality
It seems as if so often
When we seek to address the issues around us
With that pain we see
In our co-worker
Our friend
With the problems that haunt our communities
Such as mental illness
Homelessness
Hunger
Violence
We seek to deal with those problems
Individually
Which is another way of saying
We address the symptoms, but perhaps not the cause
We address the garbage bobbing around in the shallows
But fail to go to the deep sources of our ills
As a tattered soul, I often find myself doing things I
don’t like
Speaking when I should have been silent
Saying things I shouldn’t have
If can try to “will” myself into a better place
But the problem isn’t really what I just said,
Or what I just did
The problem is what drove that behavior
Why did I have to try and impress the other person?
Why did I try so hard to be like?
I have a question I ask myself
One that helps take me into the places where demons lie
“What did I just say to myself…
About myself?”
The scripts are common, and persistent
And deadly
“You aren’t enough”
“No matter what you do it’s not enough”
“People like what you can do, but they don’t like you”
And it is not until I become aware of those mental
scripts
That “stuff that comes us”
And deal with it, that I can deal with the outer
manifestations
Of those thoughts.
The same thing is true on a societal level
We have to ask the hard question
Of where those ills come from….
And as we ask that question, we have to be honest
Really honest
We have to drop our biases
We have to shut out the voices that want to maintain the
status quo
No matter what
And we have to look for, become aware of
The core issues
People hate abortion
They want to address it by making it “illegal”
What i we addressed the issue by making it less
necessary?
What if we did a better job of educating our youth?
What if we provided better access to birth control
options>
What if we provided better mental health care?
What if we provided better support for young people whose
families are dysfunctional?
What if we provided safe places for young men and women
to go when they need to flee abuse?
What if we paid a better minimum wage, so people didn’t
feel so desperate?
What if we made education more accessible?
What if the pro-life crew advocated for support and care
for living children, the way the advocate for zygotes?
What if we had better housing options, better food
security
What if we did not shame the poor?
What if?
The list could go on
And the list of issues is long
Economic inequity
Racism
Poverty
Mental Illness
Health
War
Most wars have underlying causes that have nothing to do
with the stated reason for war
Perhaps the cause of this war, or that war
Is greed, not the need to protect freedom
Or the need to feel powerful and important
Sadly what often happens when we feel our own dis-ease
Is we do violence to ourselves
We attack ourselves
We self judge
Self shame
And sometimes we literally do violence to ourselves
Through self harm
Or even suicide
What happens when we feel our societal dis-ease is
similar
We attack
Seeking to stop the discomfort
But often doing more damage than good
We seek to stop the pain of immigration
By caging and expelling immigrants
Rather than working to resolve the reasons the immigrants
need to flee their countries in the first place
We seek to stop drug abuse by criminalizing abuse
Rather than seeking to help solve the issues that drive
people to self-medicate
And violence
We fight violence with violence
Creating a spiral of violence that destroys all
Rather than dealing with the underlying evil
That caused the violence in the first place
I am a big fan of small acts of kindness
People need to be touched by kindness
But we must be aware, all of us
That we must also think big
We must look for, and address
The causes of pain at an institutional and societal level
Because our institutions, frankly are failing us
All we have to do is look at how evil is nurtured, even
enabled
In Washington DC
All we have to do is look at ‘the church”
Much of which has sold out to forces that are anti-Christ
(there is no other way to put it)
And has become part of the problem
Instead of the solution
Perhaps there is a reason Jesus stayed away from the
institutions of his day
Both political
And religious
Until it was time to fully attack the “sin of the world”
He needed time to change hearts,
To establish his way,
Before he confronted the institutions
Which then killed him
But we have the teachings
We know the way
We can deny that way
We can ignore it
We can work against it (caged children perhaps?)
But we can’t change it
And that is why ML King Jr was right
When he warned us
prophetically
“Any religion that professes to be concerned about the
souls of men and is not concerned about the slums that damn them, the economic
conditions that strangle them and the social conditions that cripple them is a
spiritually moribund religion awaiting burial”
It pains me to watch much of the church in America
Stagger toward the grave
It’s time to wake up
Return to the way of Jesus
And change the world
Sunday, January 26, 2020
little seeds
“It is quiet, humble, stealth acts that change things.”
Rob
Bell (Velvet Jesus)
“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small
things with great love.”
St.
Teresa of Calcutta (attributed)
“Accustom yourself continually to make many acts of
love, for they enkindle and melt the
soul.”
St.
Teresa of Avila
“Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as
nothing.”
St.
Therese of Lisieux
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Rob Bell, in his book the Velvet Elvis, talks about the
need to live according to a new script.
The script of servanthood rather than power
The script of generosity rather than greed
A daunting task
But the fact is getting started down this path doesn’t
have to be dramatic.
It doesn’t have to involve going to India,
selling all we have,
doing what we often thing of as “big things”.
Bell writes, “I am learning that the church is at its
best when it is underground, subversive, and counterculture. It is quiet, humble, stealth acts that change
things.”
He tells of a woman who moved into a rough neighborhood,
so that she could tutor children and work with families. As she worked with families she began to
understand how impoverished they were, and she began to put together lists of
things they needed. Things like heat,
underwear, appliances, food. She started
to circulate the lists among her church family until they found people who
could provide for the needs, every one of them.
Bell ends the story with this statement.
“Jesus lives, here’s a toaster!”
In the Advent carol, “People look East”
(which we sang a month ago)
there is a recurring refrain…
Love is on the way
Love the guest,
love the rose,
Love the bird,
Love the star,
love the Lord
is on the way
What I believe is that we are how love arrives
Love is on the way here’s a toaster.
Love is on the way, here’s some firewood.
Here is a casserole
Here is a mattress
Love is on the way, I am here to listen
Love is on the way, I care, I accept, I forgive
When the Spirit is in us, when our hearts are soft
It starts to happen…..
Sharing
Equality
Encouragement
Love
Acceptance
Humility
When the Spirit is in us
When our hearts are soft it is possible
Love begins to be born
Friends, the seed of the sacred
lurks within us,
this little seed of the Spirit
waiting to be born
waiting for us to nourish it
and let it grow,
Saturday, January 25, 2020
shame on shame
Shame is a soul eating emotion.”
Carl Gustav Jung
“Shame corrodes the very part of us that believes we are
capable of change.”
Brene Brown, I Thought It Was Just Me
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It sneaks up on you, just like rancid tweet
A memory pops into your head
Of one of “those” moments when you made a really bad
choice
Maybe it is more than a moment
Sometimes the journey through the valley takes time
and the climb out is painful and slow
Or perhaps it is not a sneak attack
Perhaps someone who has seen you, experienced you at your
worst
Attacks
Hitting you over the head with a verbal 2X4
Leaving you staggering
And there it is
Shame
It does not matter how far in your past
the offense occurred
Sometimes it does not matter how egregious the ‘sin’
Your head gets noisy
It is as if it is full of 100 TV’s
All turned on
All tuned in to horror shows
And then the voices come
Not from that proverbial committee
But from a mental Supreme Court, ready and willing to
Confirm your guilt
That is when your sympathetic nervous goes berserk
When you heart pounds
And your stomach clenches
And you forget, at least for a moment,
Grace
That is when all the changes you have worked for
All the insights you have gained
Seem to slide inexorably into the ooze and slime and old
decay
That is when the pain comes
Not just the mental, emotional, spiritual pain
That comes when you own your errors and flaws
But the physical pain that comes
When your self induced trauma makes itself know in your
head
Your neck, your back
Your bowls
We carry so much hidden inside us
All those things unresolved, unforgiven, unreleased
That lurk in our bodies and our minds
Ready
With just the slightest cue
To emerge
And there we are,
Back in the valley of death
But grace is a thing
God’s love is real
And with God there are always fresh starts and new
endings
Yes, you will rage against grace
Yes, others will refuse to let you change (they will
forever see you the same old way)
Yes, you will have to go through this again
And again
And again
Paul had his thorn
I have my points of woundedness and pain
So do you (I suspect)
But always, always
God is there
Making all things new
And so as our emotional and spiritual alarms blare forth
We can stop
And breathe (and stimulate that vagus nerve)
And we can remember grace
And we can wish ourselves well
In the east they learned
To use metta phrases (loving kindness phrases)
To with themselves well, and others too
This is where I go in my darker moment
I breathe
I breathe
I remember God’s love
And then I repeat the phrases
The classics?
May I be happy.
May I be at peace.
May I live with ease.
May I be free from suffering.
I wish those I think I have harmed the same thing
I wish the name callers the same thing
I wish my loved ones the same thing
I wish my enemies the same thing
Stop
Breathe
Immerse yourself in kindness
Then carry on
Friday, January 24, 2020
Ah, what a God we have
What kind of God would He be
if He did not hear the bangles ring on
an ant’s wrist
as they move the earth
in their sweet
dance?
And what kind of God would He be
if a leaf’s prayer was not as precious to creation
as the prayer His own son sang
from the glorious depth
of his soul –
for us.
And what kind of God would He be
if the vote of millions in this world could sway Him
to change the divine
law of
love
that speaks so clearly with compassion’s elegant tongue,
saying, eternally saying:
all are forgiven – moreover, dears,
no one has ever been
guilty.
What
kind of God would He be
if He did not count the blinks
of your
eyes
and is in absolute awe of their movements?
What a God - what a God we
have.
Kabir
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Today my kitten discovered
That you can’t fun full out through the lower glass pain
on a French doo
Today my horses greeted me
Manes frosted with snow
With loving nuzzles
Today Finn the dog proved
That he is indeed a snow dog
Racing manically through falling flakes
And cavorting in new found snow drifts
Ah, what a God we have
That God reveals sacred love
in such ways!
It is good to know
that the divine law of love
is alive and well
because sometimes it doesn’t feel like
as patients struggle to get well
and business ledgers don’t balance
and hate abounds
and corruption flourishes
and emails pill up
and relationships falter
and communities are divided
and one’s soul gets tired, and a bit tattered
by all the ugliness
But ah, what a God we have
This God who gifts us
With snow and trees
Mountains and rivers
Horses and dogs
And yes, even cats
Ah what God we have
Who eternally reminds us
All is forgiven
Who speaks with “compassion’s elegant tongue”
Who eternally confirms
That we have never, ever, ever, been unloved
Ah what a God we have
Who finds so many ways to lift our eyes
And draw our hearts toward the heavens
Aaaah
Thursday, January 23, 2020
start the revolution
“We must look at ourselves over and over again in order
to learn to love, to discover what has kept our hearts closed, and what it
means to allow our hearts to open.”
Jack
Kornfield, A Path with Heart
And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will
put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and give
you a heart of flesh
Ezekiel
36:26
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It Jesus came to do anything
It was to open human hearts
To take hearts frozen by fear
Hearts dominated by hate
Hearts empty and yearning
And turn them into soft hearts
Hearts that could respond to Sacred Love
And offer Sacred Love
But how on earth do you do that?
How does one create openness,
In people who are so inclined
To be closed
Protective
Hidden?
I think Jesus primary tactic
Was to give people a new God
Not a new God really
But a new understanding of what God is like!
He came to replace a God of conditional love
With a God of unconditional love
A God of judgement and punishment
With a God of welcome and grace
It is important we do not minimize this change
This, frankly, was revolutionary
And critical
For there is nothing that allows us
To be open,
Vulnerable,
Welcoming
Generous
Loving
Than being loved, unconditionally
Knowing we are safe
In the love of someone who is critically important to us
A child who knows he or she is loved
That his or her parents will always be there for them
With compassion, and support
Is a child who can risk
Risk trying new things
Risk being in a relationship
Risk love
Jesus came
And through his birth
Through that manger
Through his baptism
Through his teaching
Through his death
Through his resurrection
Showed us that God is for us
And with us
Someone once said
“God loves you, and there is nothing you can do about
it!”
Truth
We can deny that love
We can choose not to accept it
But we can’t change it
We can’t go back to that God who creates a faith system
based on fear
We can’t go to a place where Jesus is nothing more than a
“get of hell free” card
For Jesus blows all of those old assumptions apart
Jesus is a revolution
Jesus is a revelation
That says God is love
And God loves all
And God is with us, no matter what
When we are righteous, and when we are not
When we are full of faith, and when we are not
When we live love, and yes, when we do not
And that should transform us
Because this God of love lives in us
A “naturally indwelling presence…. uncreated grace”
And the internal present of unconditional love
When we are awake to it
Should make us people who are so secure
We can dive into that weird way that Jesus propounded
And be people who are willing to serve rather than
dominate
Give rather than accumulate
Include rather than exclude
Welcome the stranger
And value the poor and the vulnerable
(and treat them accordingly)
That should make us people with open hearts
Sunday, January 19, 2020
Secret Agents of God
Have you ever wrestled with the thought that Christianity
sometimes seems like a narcissistic sin-management system?
Carmen
Lau
“Our hearts of stone become hearts of flesh when we learn
where the outcast weeps.”
Brennan Manning, Abba's Child
But whoever wishes to be great among you must be your
servant,
Jesus
Honestly, magic/vending machine God thinking makes me
want to lose my religion more than anything ever has.
Mark
Sandlin
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I think it’s a thing
“servant God”
But I don’t think it means what we often want it to mean
Try to Google “servant God” (for you theology geeks I’m
thinking Isaiah here)
And all you’ll get is “servant of God”, which is also a
thing
But not this thing
God is a servant God in the sense
That God gives us all the love possible
God is for us
God is with us
And God is persistent in that love, even when we don’t
deserve it
to echo the words of ee cummings
God says to us in so many ways
“I carry you in my heart”
But God is not a servant God
in the sense that God is a “magic/vending” machine God
Insert prayer
Insert a vote for this candidate or that candidate
Insert right theology
Insert “good works”
Insert a check, made out to your nearest megachurch here
And we get what we want
Things like power
And wealth
And comfort
In Jesus God did not come to pull us out of this world
But to be with us in this world
Faith does not insulate us from the pain of the world
Faith opens us up to the pain of the world
So we can embrace it
And touch it
I have been thinking lately about the dichotomy that
exists in Christianity
I say Christianity, but it may actually be present in
most faith systems
It is certainly present in all Abrahamic faith systems
The split between those who see God as a powerful,
retributive God
who sides with some, rejects some, rewards some, punishes
some,
and who gives the “blessed” or the elect goodies
power and wealth in particular
and then sides with them as they use and abuse that power
and wealth
making them people who dominate
and those who see God is a powerful but loving God
who loves all, welcomes all, is with all
and who tries to transform people from the inside out
making them more loving and generous
making them people who serve
What I am understanding is that service is Sacred
The call for to service is merely a call to reflect our
divine DNA
To act like that One from whom we came, the ground of our
being.
God is not a servant in the sense that we can demand of
God
Control God
Manipulate God
But a servant,
(Perhaps the Bible gives us better words,
Advocate, helper,
comforter, guide)
in the sense that God gives of God’s self to us and for
us
(think Jesus, think the suffering servant of Isaiah)
In order that we might be able to give of ourselves
The key to all this, to me, is that indwelling presence
we call the Holy Spirit
I don’t think we “earn” this presence
It is as Richard Rohr suggests, “naturally indwelling,
our inner being with God. (In Catholic theology, we called the Holy Spirit
“Uncreated Grace.”)
But we can be variously open to this presence
We can give it more or less room to work
Depend on how willing we are to set our ego aside
And here is core truth
This presence “does not teach us compassion as much as it
is compassion already.” (Richard Rohr, Blog 1/10/2020)
It is compassion, and generosity
It is patience and forgiveness
And it is an all encompassing love
“We are made in love, for love, and unto love, and it is
out of this love that we act”
(Richard Rohr
1/10/2020)
And thus
We are people who serve
Rather than people who dominate
Which makes us servants
I know, I know, we hate that word
So here are some others
Ambassadors, representatives, “secret agents of God”
“So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation:
everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! All this is from God, who reconciled us to
himself through Christ, and has given us the ministry of reconciliation; that is, in Christ God was reconciling the
world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting
the message of reconciliation to us. So we are ambassadors for Christ, since
God is making his appeal through us; we entreat you on behalf of Christ, be
reconciled to God. For our sake he made
him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness
of God.” (II Corinthians 5)
Friday, January 17, 2020
an object lesson in love
There are things you can’t reach. But
You can reach out to them, and all day long.
The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god.
And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.
I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.
Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
As though with your arms open.”
Mary Oliver
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I have decided God is a visual
Yeah, I know, there is that whole “word of God” thing
God spoke
God spoke
God spoke
But what happened when God spoke?
There was light
And land
There were oceans and mountains and streams
There we fish, and animals, and birds
And those strange creatures
Image bearers
Us
God spoke
And the “Word became flesh”
It seem as if whenever the Sacred
Really wants to make sure we get the point
Sacred gets visual
Creation
The parting of the seas
Manna from heaven
Pillar of cloud, pillar of fire
That tent!
A symbol and sign that God was
“tenting” among the people
The ark of the covenant
Over and over again God shows up
In signs and wonders
Gideon and the fleece
The wind!
The earthquake!
The still small voice
The altar and the prophets of Baal
Then there was Jesus
And that whole manger thing!
And the baptism in the Jordan
Jesus teaching
And using visuals
Water into wine
Fish and loaves
Jesus and the cross
God showing us what sacred love looks like
When God speaks, things happen
When God is present, we not only feel the love
We see it
Which should say something to us
James got it
That faith
Is a pretty meager thing if it does not become
Visible
If it does not show up in how we talk
How we give
How we forgive
How we care
(faith without works is dead)
This is not about merit
It’s not even, really, about us
It is about what God, working through us
In a grace full way
Looks like
And I think the fact is
When we have awakened to Sacred Presence
When we have set aside ego enough
When we have set aside our priorities and agendas enough
(when we have died to self)
so that God has room to work
God shows up
People are looking for the Sacred
They are looking everywhere
With arms wide open
They are looking for the Sacred in the sunrise
In the beauty of the earth
They are looking for it in sacred tomes
And in times of silence, and times of prayer
And they might well find the Sacred in all those things
But they should also see the Sacred in us
for we are God’s workmanship
we are God’s art
we are meant to be
A sacred object lesson
In love
Thursday, January 16, 2020
God is all in
Jesus loves us this we know, for his baptism tells us
so. Sinful ones to him belong. We go down, and he’s along
Dale
Brunner
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that
deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust,
sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity,
wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
E.E.
Cummings
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When we think God
as “with us”
as coming into time and space
we think of his birth
that weird and wonderful entrance
as a child
of a mother born
with pain and tears, and I suspect, joy and relieved
laughter too
When we think of God
Identifying with humanity
We think of the manger
That humble, common, earthy birth
But when we think of Jesus identifying with sinful
humanity
With greedy, hateful, selfish humanity
With violent, abusive, destructive humanity
We need to think of his baptism
Of that time when Jesus,
“God’s beloved son”
The one who expressed the reality of the Sacred
Uniquely
Fully
Powerful
Went into the dirty waters of the Jordan with all those
Miserable sinners.
John’s Baptism was a baptism of repentance
It was an act of contrition
The people who flocked to the Jordan to
be dunked by a wild eyed, scruffy, politically incorrect
prophet
were people who knew
if they knew nothing else
that they had not lived up to their identity as “the
people of God”
they were remorseful, and regretful
and penitent
and their journey to the river was a statement
we have sinned against God and against humanity
we do not deserve to be part of this family of faith
we are prodigal
And while the religious elite of the time
Stood on the banks and watched,
Amused perhaps by the antics of the camel hair wearing
Locust eating baptizer
And by the foolish folk
Being dunked into the dirty water of the Jordon
Jesus jumped right in
They went down
He went along
Showing through that action
That he was, and is
“all in” with humanity
There are no contingencies here
Just total identification
Just love
He stepped into the muddy waters of the Jordan
And all heaven broke loose
And all those people
Soggy robes, wet hair
Tired souls, fearful hearts and all
Knew
It was OK
Knew that God is love
And all those people were set free
To do life a different way
For there is nothing as empowering
Nothing as freeing, as unconditional love
This is what the Sacred does when it comes
It touches us with love
It “reveals that deep inside us something is valuable,
worth listening to,
worthy of our trust,
sacred to our touch.
This is what the Sacred does
as it comes as Spirit, that same Spirit that came to
Jesus
It sets us free
To start again
To create not just new beginnings, but new endings
It sets us free to do life a different way
I allows us, because we are certain of Sacred love,
To risk
“curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight”
To risk generosity
To risk forgiveness
To risk kindness
To risk love
It free us to be who we truly are
Sacred children
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
Love is all around
"True evangelical
faith cannot lie dormant. It
clothes the naked, it feeds the hungry, it comforts the sorrowful, it shelters
the destitute, it serves those that harm it, it binds up that which is wounded,
it has become all things to all people."
"The regenerated do not go to war, nor engage in
strife. They are children of peace who
have beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning forks, and
know no war.
"We who were formerly no people at all, and who knew of
no peace, are now called to be...a church...of peace. True Christians do not know vengeance. They are the children of peace. Their hearts overflow with peace. Their mouths speak peace, and they walk in
the way of peace."
Menno
Simons
I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes
Love is all around me and so the feeling grows
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go
So if you really love me, come on and let it show
The
Troggs
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100 years ago my father was born
the son of a preacher man
100 years ago my father born
into a heritage of peace
Peter Albert Kliewer
My grandfather, was a Mennonite ministery
A humble man who rode a circuit
Sharing God’s love, as he saw it
To the Cheyenne tribe in Montana
Peter Albert Kliewer
Was a man of peace
And he passed that love on to my father
Who instead of bearing arms in World War II, was a doctor
and was on the fringe of combat, serving in the
Philippines at the end of the war.
A healer, helping repair the damage of war’s violence
My Uncle, David, against the wishes of his father
Had joined the Marine Air Corp
And a member of Marine Corps Fighter Squadron VMF-211
was on Wake Island, which was attacked on the same day as
Pearl Harbor
A little over two weeks later, he was on a Japanese
destroyer
Headed to prisoner of war camp in Japan, where he
struggle to survive
until the end of the war.
Uncle Dave was an amazing man, who, recovering from near
death
Graduated Magna Cum Laude from Harvard Medical school,
And joined my father as a healer
He also became an advocate for peace
His first position was as a doctor on Maui, and then,
For many years, he practiced in Corvallis, Oregon.
But he had been changed by war
And hated war
When America got involved in Nicaragua,
He was offended, and so in protest at our interference
Learned Spanish and spent time teaching at the medical
school in Managua
He and my Aunt got bikes, and believing that the only way
to end hate
Is to connect with others in love
Bike through eastern Europe before the Iron Curtain fell
Seeking to forge bonds of love and friendship
On the 50th anniversary of the dropping of the
atomic bombs on Japan
He returned to that country
Found the commandant who abused him
And actively offered reconciliation
He and his former enemy became friends
He returned whole hearted to at least one aspect of the
faith of his youth
the love of peace
I think I inherited the peace gene
I have never been in combat
If I had served I would have gone in as a medic, or a chaplain
But I, like my father, have been on the edge of combat
I was involved in disaster relief work in northern Iraq
after the first Gulf war
I was involved in efforts in Bosnia
In Kenya, working with Somalian refugees
I cannot, ever cheer war
While I cannot claim to be a pacifist
I do believe war is an extreme result
That only happens when we have failed
As John Steinbeck
suggests,
“All war is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking
animal.”
It should not be sought
It should not be entered into impulsively
It should not be entered into gleefully, or boastfully
And it should always be entered into with restraint
Not with the promise of disproportionate destruction
If we cheer the path to war, there is something wrong
If we gloat over the prospect of harming others, there is
something wrong
For war squanders love
It squanders resources that could be used for good
And war kills
It not only kills love
It kills children
It kills innocents
Even so called “good wars” kills
As Gandhi reminds us
“What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans
and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of
totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?”
I have been thinking about war these last few days
As assassinations happen
And retaliatory rockets fly
And promises of profligate violence are made
And I have thought about the fact that we are all
children of God
All of us
And that we all carry the Sacred in us
I have thought about the fact that we are permeated by Sacred
Love
And about the fact, which is made fresh to me each
morning
That his world is permeated by Sacred love
I love the words of the Troggs, in that song from my
youth
I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes
Love is all around me and so the feeling grows
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go
So if you really love me, come on and let it show
Love is not just around us
It is in us
And it is in these moments
That we need to dig deep in our souls, and find it
And let it show
And as God’s people we need to ask hard questions
We need to champion restraint
We need to insist on absolute honesty (which we did not
get the last time we went to war)
We need to think about the fact that war kills
That it destroys, beloved children of God
Those of us who claim Christ?
I believe we need to be people of peace.
I find that the words of Menno Simon, spoken so long ago,
now resonate in my soul.
“True Christians do not know vengeance. They are the children of peace. Their hearts overflow with peace. Their mouths speak peace, and they walk in
the way of peace."
Monday, January 13, 2020
God shows up
“There are things you can’t reach. But
You can reach out to them, and all day long.
The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god.
And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.
I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.
Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
As though with your arms open.”
Mary Oliver
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I have decided God is a visual
Yeah, I know, there is that whole “word of God” thing
God spoke
God spoke
God spoke
But what happened when God spoke?
There was light
And land
There were oceans and mountains and streams
There we fish, and animals, and birds
And those strange creatures
Image bearers
Us
God spoke
And the “Word became flesh”
It seem as if whenever the Sacred
Really wants to make sure we get the point
Sacred gets visual
Creation
The parting of the seas
Manna from heaven
Pillar of cloud, pillar of fire
That tent!
A symbol and sign that God was
“tenting” among the people
The ark of the covenant
Over and over again God shows up
In signs and wonders
Gideon and the fleece
The wind!
The earthquake!
The still small voice
The altar and the prophets of Baal
Then there was Jesus
And that whole manger thing!
And the baptism in the Jordan
Jesus teaching
And using visuals
Water into wine
Fish and loaves
Jesus and the cross
God showing us what sacred love looks like
When God speaks, things happen
When God is present, we not only feel the love
We see it
Which should say something to us
James got it
That faith
Is a pretty meager thing if it does not become
Visible
If it does not show up in how we talk
How we give
How we forgive
How we care
(faith without works is dead)
This is not about merit
It’s not even, really, about us
It is about what God, working through us
In a grace full way
Looks like
And I think the fact is
When we have awakened to Sacred Presence
When we have set aside ego enough
When we have set aside our priorities and agendas enough
(when we have died to self)
so that God has room to work
God shows up
People are looking for the Sacred
They are looking everywhere
With arms wide open
They are looking for the Sacred in the sunrise
In the beauty of the earth
They are looking for it in sacred tomes
And in times of silence, and times of prayer
And they might well find the Sacred in all those things
But they should also see the Sacred in us
for we are God’s workmanship
we are God’s art
we are meant to be
A sacred object lesson
In love
Sunday, January 12, 2020
heaven breaks loose
Jesus loves us this we know, for his baptism tells us
so. Sinful ones to him belong. We go down, and he’s along
Dale
Brunner
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that
deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust,
sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity,
wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
E.E.
Cummings
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When we think God
as “with us”
as coming into time and space
we think of his birth
that weird and wonderful entrance
as a child
of a mother born
with pain and tears, and I suspect, joy and relieved
laughter too
When we think of God
Identifying with humanity
We think of the manger
That humble, common, earthy birth
But when we think of Jesus identifying with sinful
humanity
With greedy, hateful, selfish humanity
With violent, abusive, destructive humanity
We need to think of his baptism
Of that time when Jesus,
“God’s beloved son”
The one who expressed the reality of the Sacred
Uniquely
Fully
Powerful
Went into the dirty waters of the Jordan with all those
Miserable sinners.
John’s Baptism was a baptism of repentance
It was an act of contrition
The people who flocked to the Jordan to
be dunked by a wild eyed, scruffy, politically incorrect
prophet
were people who knew
if they knew nothing else
that they had not lived up to their identity as “the
people of God”
they were remorseful, and regretful
and penitent
and their journey to the river was a statement
we have sinned against God and against humanity
we do not deserve to be part of this family of faith
we are prodigal
And while the religious elite of the time
Stood on the banks and watched,
Amused perhaps by the antics of the camel hair wearing
Locust eating baptizer
And by the foolish folk
Being dunked into the dirty water of the Jordon
Jesus jumped right in
They went down
He went along
Showing through that action
That he was, and is
“all in” with humanity
There are no contingencies here
Just total identification
Just love
He stepped into the muddy waters of the Jordan
And all heaven broke loose
And all those people
Soggy robes, wet hair
Tired souls, fearful hearts and all
Knew
It was OK
Knew that God is love
And all those people were set free
To do life a different way
For there is nothing as empowering
Nothing as freeing, as unconditional love
This is what the Sacred does when it comes
It touches us with love
It “reveals that deep inside us something is valuable,
worth listening to,
worthy of our trust,
sacred to our touch.
This is what the Sacred does
as it comes as Spirit, that same Spirit that came to
Jesus
It sets us free
To start again
To create not just new beginnings, but new endings
It sets us free to do life a different way
I allows us, because we are certain of Sacred love,
To risk
“curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight”
To risk generosity
To risk forgiveness
To risk kindness
To risk love
It free us to be who we truly are
Sacred children
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