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And every common bush afire with God;
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Elizabeth Browning



Friday, April 10, 2020

Be not afraid


“Now comes the mystery!
          Henry Ward Beecher

I’m bored with it all
          Winston Churchill

I never should have switched from Scotch to Martinis
          Humphry Bogart

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last moments
last words

whenever an end is coming
we want to have the last word

and the upper room
was Jesus last “word”

it wasn’t exactly a last “word”
as a close and final encounter
of a spiritual kind

and I have to wonder
why Jesus chose the lessons he chose

I mean there was so much that could be said
Should be said

so why did he do what he did
and say what he said?

Take the meal!
Take eat, this is my body
Take drink, this is the cup of the new covenant

What did Jesus know about his disciples
About us?

That we have a pain expertise in forgetting
Sacred Presence

And need to be reminded again
And again
And again
And again

The we can partake of Sacred presence
That we can eat
Chew
Savor
And assimilated God/ Jesus / Sacred

And so gave us a meal of remembrance
Remember
Remember
Remember

And the foot washing
Did he know how much we love power
And domination?

Did he know that we, who are so quick to
Grab power
Use power
Abuse power
Needed to be taught in an unmistakable way
That Jesus way is about service, and generosity
Not dominion and wealth

That lovely teaching about the vine and the branches
Did he know how lazy we get spiritually,
and how we neglect that connection that feeds us?
Did he know that we would all to often, become distant
And end up dry and brittle

Did he know how tempted we are
To think it is all about us
Our gifts
Our talents
Our energy
And so introduce the Spirit
The Paraclete
Comforter
Guide
Over and over and over again

Did he know how frightened we get
How quickly we fall into to fear
And so echo the words of the angels

Be not afraid
Be not afraid

Ah yes
That is the thing about Jesus
He knows us so well
He knows our forgetful
Striving
Fearful
Grasping souls so well

And so in his last words
He reminded us
To remember
To rest in him
To be humble
And to be not afraid

Not bad things to grab hold of
And hang onto
As we peer forth uncertainly
Into the dark

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