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Wednesday, November 2, 2022

how long

If any part of your heart is closed toward humanity, then your heart cannot be fully open to the creator

          Sufi Wisdom

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I have a complaint

 

I am tired

 

I am tired of the chaos

Tired of watching the planet suffer

Tired of watching liars flourish

Tired of the fear and the hate

 

I am with Habbakuk

How long, Lord, must I call for help, but you do not listen?

Or cry out to you, “Violence!” but you do not save?

Why do you make me look at injustice? Why do you tolerate wrongdoing?

Destruction and violence are before me; there is strife, and conflict abounds.

Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails.

The wicked hem in the righteous, so that justice is perverted.

 

Seriously!

Where is God in all of this?

 

Sometimes I am forced back to the fundamentals

and must think again about that reality some call God

and about this world

and the people in it

and about how it all works

 

Some think that power that created

Simply put the whole thing together, and then let it go

Leaving us to our own devices

 

Some think God set everything in motion

and then, once in a while intervenes

interrupting the natural, mechanistic system of cause and effect

 

we call those interruptions miracles 

and they are a lovely idea,

but leave us with a view of a God who is wildly arbitrary

(acting at whim)

or nothing more than a cosmic bellhop, there at our beck and call

(ask and it shall be given)

 

But I think for those who wrote the Bible, most of them at least

God is not, never was, simply cannot be, an entity that is separate or outside

this world and its happenings.

 

God is not absent

God is not outside

Nor is God simply, creation

 

God is connected to the universe

Present with it and intimately involved in it

Relationally

 

As Brian McLaren puts it,

“the universe was less like a machine and more like a family,

less like a mechanism and more like a community…

a complex organic community with both limits and freedom, accountability and responsibility”

 

think about the image of a kingdom

in a kingdom, the king relates to the kingdom

there is a relationship

the ruler is not uninvolved, but he/she does not have absolute control

there is real power and authority

but that power and authority exist among creatures

who have wills of their own

 

problems arise when we creatures abuse our freedom

we lie, oppress, and horde

we harm the people around us

we neglect the poor and the vulnerable

 

and we fail to honor the community

and when we fail to honor the community, the common good

we fail to honor the power that created the community

 

which brings us back to the question

where is the Sacred

 

and the answer is always the same

here

with us

engaged

involved

 

not just with us, in us

and when we tap into the Spirit

when we wake up to the presence

things change

 

we are touched by grace

healed by the sacred

it happens

 

I have seen it

I have experienced it

 

things happen that can only be called miraculous

hearts warm

arms open to embrace

and sometimes, even at a cellular level (I believe) healing happens

 

this is why Jesus suggested that with God “all things are possible”

 

but remember, this is all relational

this is all about the kingdom, or better the community

 

we will never see this world change

until we become a community of people

who not only love the Sacred

love Love

but love one another

 

and, as people open to love

filled with love

allow that love to flow between us

so that we

feed the hungry

clothe the naked

house those without homes

provide medical care to the ill

 

so that we make sure that everyone has enough (equity)

and everyone is treated justly

 

“how long Lord?” we cry

the answer comes

until you open your hearts

 

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