Nowhere is my destination.
And no one is my identity.
My daily bread is powerlessness.
Temptations can be overwhelming.
Gone is every hope of help.
An abyss opens up within me.
I am falling, falling,
Plunging into non-existence.
Is this annihilation?
Or, is it the path to the Silent Love
That we are?. . .
—Thomas
Keating, “The Last Laugh” (quoted in
Richard Rohr’s blog 10/26/20
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I have been thinking a lot
about the “self” lately
maybe it is just that I am getting older
with far less road ahead of me, than behind me
maybe it is the chaos in which we now low live
as the earth screams in pain from the cruelty of human
beings
and the poor suffer abuse at the hands of the poor
and the powerful manipulate and oppress
using their crumbling scraps of power
malignantly
it seems as if the air is full of ego
and our world is dominated by the actions of people
who cannot see, proverbially
beyond their own noses
where ME rules
and WE is diminished
into this darkness
which is as brooding and cold as a winters morning
come the words of one
who would transform
who would warm our hearts
and fill our souls
and transform our minds
the words echo
they bounce around my sometimes empty soul
unavoidable and insistent
the first shall be last
the last shall be first
the old must die for the new to be born
you must give to gain
you must deny yourself
you must die to live
these words flow from the mouth of Jesus
they permeate the Bible
how do we miss them?
how do we ignore them? (and we do)
how have we managed to make faith about
domination
power
control
retribution
how have we managed to change Jesus
in to a sick parody of himself?
the fact is these are hard times
these are frightening times
the raw appeal to hate is terrifying
the blatant abuse of power threatens all
(even those who celebrate it)
and we have done what people have often done
in such times
turned to ego
turned to self
turned to tools of ego, power and wealth
hoping for safety and survival
now, which it is hardest
now, when it is dangerous
now when it is costly
is the time to die to self
to let go of so many of the things we hold on to
grimly
to fall into that abyss
of fear and uncertainty
into that liminal undefined space
within us
for if we let go of the old
the new will come
if we die to self
we will be resurrected to a new self
our true self
empty we will be filled with the Spirit
empty we will be reformed
transformed by the Sacred
whose greatest desire is to turn the world right side up
and get heaven into us
rather than getting us into heaven!**
we will be reborn
and the world with us
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** This wonderful
concept comes from Gregory Jerome Bentley via Facebook
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