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

Friday, November 20, 2020

Traveling light

Read Genesis 17:1-2


God is not found in the soul by adding anything, but by a process of subtraction

                               Meister Eckhart (Quoted by Matthew Fox in Christian Mystics)


We need to step out and feel the way, how the Spirit guides.  The wind and current come from behind to usher us forward.  God is saying we must walk first, not follow, and feel the allure of the Spirit along the way, to trust that the fresh perspective will come as  wind or current from behind.

                               Christine Valters Paintern (reflecting on the call of Abram)

                               The Soul’s Slow Ripening



ah! that Abram (and Sarai)

standing on the edge of nowhere

looking into the far reaches of nothing

feeling the breath of God on their necks

feeling the Spirit push them gently into the desert


toward a destination unknown


ah! those disciples, hiding in a room

suddenly blasted by the wind of God

and seared by the fire

and driven into the street proclaiming!


ah! those ancient Irish monks

foolish souls who stepped into coracles and let the wind

blow them into the unknown

to the edge of the world


ah!  may I join these wanderers on their journey

may I step out into the day

not knowing where the wind will blow me


this is not easy for me

I want to know where I am going

I want a map

I want the route defined


at least it seems, Sacred could lead the way

giving me a path to follow


I get following

following Jesus

following “the way”

following the teachings of scriptures

following the confessions



following I can do


trailblazing is another matter

letting the Spirit blow me

into God’s new thing


I suspect I often look ridiculous

as, buffeted by the wind of the Spirit

I cling grimly to what is old

and comfortable


refusing to let go

of old ideas, old priorities

old expectations

old patterns

old frameworks


but God is not about old

God is about NEW

and this is where we err

we intense and dedicated ones


who sternly fight for the status quo

and think we are being faithful


standing up

standing against

standing by

standing for


but in reality we are often just

hanging on to things that we must let go of

if transformation is going to come


Abram could have stayed, comfortable in the city

and looked out from the comfort of his home

at the inhospitable desert


Those monks could have stood on the shore

and looked out over the endless sea


the disciples could have stayed hidden in their room


we can lookout at the world

changing, moving

and stubbornly insist we will not move


But then Abram would never have become Abraham

Pentecost would not have been a thing

And those monks would never have touched distant shores

And we?


A Wind of God


Blow us out of the safe and familiar

Move us

Transform us


our vision is small

our expectations pathetic


we cannot grasp what you can do

impel us into wonder

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