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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, June 28, 2024

This is the day

This is the day when things change for the better

When the healing begins

When hope returns like a long-lost friend.

 

This is the day when peace breaks out

When people start coming to a reasonable compromise

When common sense and the common good

Finally get their chance to be heard

 

This is the day when the breakthrough happens

When old hearts become young again

When laughter can be heard once more

 

Of all the days when miracles can start to happen

When love can start to grow

When your life can be touched by a great blessing

Why not now, why not here, why not this day?

          Steven Charleston

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Can this be the day?

When things change?

When hope rises?

 

How does that happen, in times like these?

How does that happen as hate rises

And anger and resentment fuels violence

And greedy souls abandon people for profit.

 

How does it happen?

My soul screams the question

 

And then the One who dwells in me

And the One in whom I dwell

Whispers

 

Open to Love

Allow love in

Let it fill you to overflowing

 

And then leak Love

 

And even if the world around you

Is chaos

There will be love

And peace

And joy

And hope

 

In your soul

 

“Though outwardly we are wasting away,

 Yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day”

 

Miracles happen all around us – sometimes

But the biggest miracles happen

Within

 

The world may not change much

People will still vote for the unworthy

The rich will still get richer, and the poor will get poorer

Cancer will still show up

An uninvited guest

 

But we will be changed

And our relationship to chaos, changed

And our perspective, changed

And our responses, changed

 

And this will be the day

Here and now


Tuesday, June 25, 2024

eschatology

Christianity is eschatology, is hope, forward looking and forward moving, and therefore also revolutionizing and transforming the present.

          Jurgen Moltmann

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The Christian Faith

Is hope

 

But hope for what?

One wonders

 

There is that all-pervasive hope

Of resurrection

Of rescue

That has congealed around a fear of eternal torment

 

This is a hopeless hope

That leads us to creep through life

Afraid

 

Afraid of failing

Afraid of others

Afraid of God

Afraid of everything

 

We slink along, looking over our shoulders

Regretful

Peering forward

Fretful

Trying not to offend the Sacred

Trying to please God

 

We are not free but burdened

By creeds and rituals and rules

We are not open but closed

To change

We are not welcoming but protective

Excluding equaling safety

We are not loving but hateful

 

Hoping that at the end of this dysfunctional journey

There will be rest at last

Safety at last

 

Is it not instructive that when Jesus came

He blew apart the system?

 

That he came with a new way of thinking about God

A new way of looking at other people

A new way of doing life?

 

We have separated eschatology

The final destiny of this world

The final destiny of our individual souls

From “this side of the end” (Moltmann)

 

This world is hopeless

We are hopeless

The only hope is somehow outside of history

On the other side of “the end”

 

But our hope is not just about some existence

Beyond this life

Some world beyond this world

 

It is about NOW

It is about being “forward looking and forward moving”,

and

“therefore also revolutionizing and transforming the present.”

 

It’s about more

More grace

More life

More inclusion

More generosity

More love

 

How have so many gotten it so wrong

And made it about less

 


Monday, June 24, 2024

The Nature of God

… Despotic theology.. leads directly to despotic theocracy.  Tyrannical Gods breed tyrannical humans, and vice versa.

          Richard Kearney quoted by Brian McLaren

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Our God

Is

 

But what is God like?

 

It’s confusing, really

 

We say God is great

We say God is good

We say God is love (and loving)

 

But we also say God is demanding

At times angry

Wrathful

 

We say God is over all

And then we claim God as our own

 

We claim that God tells us how to live

And we have our lists

Of what is good, and what is bad

What is righteous and what is sin

 

Which soon becomes a list of who is righteous

And who is sin

 

But is our God, God?

 

The cynical suggest God is simply

A figment of our imaginations

An extension of our egos

 

They suggest that we do not reflect who God is

But that our God reflects who we are

 

And that God is merely our excuse

Our justification

 

For our desire, our need

To control

To dominate

To punish

 

Which comes first?

A cruel God, or cruel people?

 

Is God a jerk?

Or have we created a God in our own flawed image?

Does God transform who we are

Or reflect who we are?

 

God is

But if Jesus is an indication

Then God is

Inconvenient

Disruptive

Challenging

 

If Jesus is any indication

Then God is

Forgiving

Kind

Loving

Restorative

Healing

 

God is

But we do not allow God to be

God

 

And so we hate

And judge, and oppress

And minimize and marginalize

 

And go to war

 

We crucify God with our fear and hate

We bury God in our constructs

In our ideologies and creeds, our rituals and rules

 

We need a resurrection

 

We need to have God show up in our lives

Incarnate

Present

 

We need to have God show up

And disrupt our lives

And change our priorities

 

And transform us

Into people

Who forgive and restore

Who give, generously

Who welcome unreservedly

Who fight for justice and equity

 

Who love radically

 

For that is who God is

 


Saturday, June 22, 2024

Christ in us. Or, are we "in Christ"?

Sometimes we think about Christ dwelling in us

It’s a nice thought

The idea of the sacred camping out in our souls!

 

The secret is this !!!

Christ in us

 

But more often than not Paul (and others)

Talk about us being in Christ

 

It’s an interesting dichotomy

Is it more a matter of the transcendent being imminent,

or is it a matter of us participating in

becoming one with

something massively bigger than ourselves?

 

There is a danger in the first concept

Jesus and me!!

Jesus in me

Jesus is mine

It’s all about me!

 

I know we don’t have to go there

But we do!

 

We hear it all the time.

“It could have been awful, but it turned out good!  That’s MY God.”

Yep, God came in and took care of things for me!!

 

There is truth in the reality that the Sacred makes a difference.

But I struggle with the idea

That Sacred chooses to help one person and abandon another

Faith seems to have nothing to do with it.

 

Good faithful people have horrible things happen to them

Awful people flourish.

 

Is it a private collaboration?

 

Or think about the phrase that is often uttered

Sometimes shouted

“God Bless America”

 

God bless US

God bless ME

There is something wrong here.

 

Something that takes us (thank you Brian McLaren)

Into the world of US

It’s us (God and us) against the world!

 

God is in us

With us

For us

And therefore we are protected, blessed, empowered

 

And you?

Not so much

Not if you aren’t one of US

 

How soon we forget it is not about US

Not about our wisdom or righteousness

Not about our creeds

 

It is about Jesus

Who is in ALL, and over ALL

 

And so perhaps it is better to think of Being in Jesus

To see ourselves as participating in something greater

To have our own little (teeny, tiny) selves broken open

Expanded

 

We are part of a whole

All creation

All people

 

We are in Christ

And thus we not only participate in Christ

But in one another

 

It is like a spiritual “big bang”

Where our souls go “boom”

And newness happens

And reality expands outward

And just keeps getting bigger and bigger

 

World without end

Amen

 

I love the idea of being “in Christ”

More than the idea of being “in Christianity”

Or “in Islam” or “in Judaism”

Or

 

(thanks again to Brian McLaren in Why did Jesus, Moses, the Buddha, and Mohammed Cross the Road)

 

Yes Christ comes to me

But comes not to merely camp out in my soul

But to break open my soul

 

So that I am open not only to God,

But to all those around me

 

McLaren quotes a Jewish friend who was reflecting on the current situation between Israel and the Palestinians.  He believed that Jesus came to the Jews and that the church was born among Jews.  But that some, in wisdom, understood that Jesus came to blow apart the walls that divide, and thus the faith moved out of the confines of Judaism. 

 

But the key lines in this Jew’s missive were these:  “Jesus as a Jew came as a reformer, as one challenging who “Us” had become.  So that’s why we need Jesus today.  I mean we Jews need Jesus.  Not to become Christians but to become better Jews”

 

I think we need to be in Jesus

To be better Christians too

 

We’ve got too much “me”

Too much “us” in our faith

 

This faith pushes us out of our safe little rooms

Out of our armed encampments

Into the world

 

The Spirit, like wind and fire

Drives us out

To intermingle with all

Welcome all

Work with all

Love all

 

Do I believe Christ is in me?

Yes

But more, I believe I am in Christ

That the Sacred presence I experience connects me

Irrevocably,

To all others

 

And that I must move beyond a concept of “US”

That denies that Jesus is

Over all and through all and in all

 

So help us

God


Monday, June 17, 2024

Absolutes

Ah there it is

That absolute certainty

That absolute vanity

 

That leads to absolute blindness

And absolute rigidity

 

Everything now is subject

To this bias embraced

 

Deviations are not tolerated

Doubt is not allowed

Diversity is a sin

Deviation from absolute loyalty is betrayal

All resistance is persecution

 

Everything must fit the narrative

That comes from above

 

From Party

From Pulpit

From “the great leader”

 

All must fit into the framework that has been chosen

One must close one’s mind

One’s ears, eyes, and heart

 

To facts

To inconvenient truths

To “the other”

 

One must be right

One must win at all costs

AT ALL COSTS

 

I do not know what to do with this

I do not know how to crack the certainty

Penetrate the cultic bubble

 

How do I respond?

How do I engage with this without being

Sucked into a dark abyss

And becoming what I resist?

 

How do I not entrench in my own certainty?

 

Engaging with this

Extremity

Is like talking to a wall

Being greeted by a person-less voice on the other end of the line

That cannot respond

Outside of its programming

 

I feel anger rise

At the falsehoods that are held as truth

At the fearful lack of faith that has become counterfeit faith

At the cold rigidity

 

But beyond anger

I feel despair

And emptiness

 

A “Meta/Facebook just did something weird” and there is no one to go to

Kind of hopelessness/helplessness

 

I have never felt this powerless before

It is like holding on to something precious

Holding on desperately

Hoping to keep this precious thing from sliding over the edge

To its destruction

 

And feeling the rope slowly slip and slide

Through fingers that cannot stop the inevitable

 

The death of justice

The destruction of equity

The rise of fascism

The slow and painful death of a planet

 

I remember the video clips

Of massive crowds

Fervent salutes

Seig Heils

Blind worship

Idolatry

The dead of all that is good

 

Of the trains, creeping toward Iron Gates

Where smoke rises behind the words

Arbeit macht frei

And the air is filled with the stench of death

 

Are we headed there again?

 

God!

Save us from ourselves

Wake us up!

Open our eyes, and our minds, and our hearts

Do not let us exchange the truth for a lie

 

Keep us standing

Keep us proclaiming love

Keep us speaking the truth

Keep us going

Keep us resisting

Keep us hoping

 

But above all

Keep us on the path of love

When we are angry

When we are despairing

Give us love


Saturday, June 15, 2024

Breaking Points

… we all have our breaking points, and when we break we say more about ourselves than about the one who is the victim of our breaking.  I will fall and, in my falling, I will drag you with me, and I will drag you to my own hell with me… hello to what we hate.

          Padraig O’Tuama (In the Shelter)

 

Why is it that the choice among churches always seems to be the choice between intelligence on ice and ignorance on fire?

          Diana Bulter Bass (Christianity after Religion)

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Anger works

Hate works

Creating enemies works

 

Ah, the power of enmity

Of having “those” people out there who are

Dangerous

Less

More

Wrong

Scary

 

We have seen that it is true

A “nice” church

A church that seeks to “play well with other children”

Falters and fails

 

Its fire gone

 

We have seen that those churches that

Who are hostile and superior toward all others

Burn hot!

 

Is there something about us human creatures?

Something wrong

That forces us into hostility and

Defensiveness?

 

Why does hate motivate

And not love?

 

Why do people gather

Excited and worshipful

In crowds fueled by resentment

To follow those who preach hate

Retribution

Domination

Punishment?

 

Why do they cheer and laugh

As people are demeaned and ridiculed

Torn down

Robbed of their humanity?

 

It is undeniable

 

And those who talk peace?

And compassion

Inclusion

Those who seek to be kind?

 

They are lost in the conflagration

Snowflakes

Who simply melt away in the fire of hate!

 

What does it say about us?

That we need enemies?

Our need for things to fight against

Rather than things to fight for

(we often pretend we are fighting for things when we are really fighting against)

 

What does it say about us that we need to be motivated

By a fire without?

 

Have we forgotten that being a Sacred child

And working for the Kingdom of Love

Is about having a fire within?

The Fire of the Spirit

 

Have we forgotten how Jesus lived?

And taught

And related

And loved

And gave up power

And went to a cross?

 

Perhaps the cross looked like a defeat

Perhaps it looked like the end

Perhaps it looked weak

Perhaps

 

But there was power there

In those words, “Father, forgive them”

There was power in Jesus building bridges of love

Even as he was being killed

 

A power that became apparent

When love conquered hate

And life conquered death

And an ending became a beginning

 

How have we left that all behind?

To become those cheering Herod,

Those caught up in the power of the mob

Crying “crucify Jesus”

Give us Barabbas?

 

We do not want to be insipid

But neither do we want to rely on the power of hate

 

How do we keep the passion alive

For justice, equity, inclusion, truth

Respect?

 

It takes the Spirit

It takes wind and fire

It takes God

It takes us being connected, deeply

With the power that set the stars in place

And created the beauty around us

And

Paradoxically

became incarnate as a human baby

And died an ignominious death

 

We must be fueled by a fire from within

Rather than by a fire from without

 

And even then

Even then we will struggle

Not to move toward either hostility

Or dullness

 

God help us!

This path is not easy

Nor logical

But it is

The way

 


Thursday, June 13, 2024

Sacred Tears

The darkened skies are copiously weeping

A thirsty land receives this gift of

Sacred tears

 

Once parched ground glistens with moisture

Cowed flowers raise their heads

And drink deeply

 

There is a darkness here

The sun is hidden

and the air is sodden and cool

 

I carry the heaviness of this day

Deep in a parched soul

I am dry

The world is burning

 

I look out on a world dominated by

Hate-filled people who want to dominate and control

I oppression, injustice and inequity

I see people diminished and denied

 

I stand in a pulpit and look out on empty pews

And tired faces

And doubt

My capacity to teach, to lead, to inspire

 

Where oh where is love?

Where oh where is hope?

Where oh where is God?

 

I stand in the rain

Heedless

Feeling bereft, helpless, empty, inadequate

 

I need to be watered

by Sacred tears

I need to feel the compassion that rains down

The nourishment that comes

Unfailing

 

Wash me God

And I will be clean

Be in me Lord, like a spring of living water

Welling up

 

Give me the courage and freedom

To received

What is painful and refreshing

Convicting and freeing

 

Your very self

 

Give me tears

Tears that come as I see the pain of the planet

And those creatures that live upon it

Tears that see the anguish of those

Oppressed, minimized, and excluded

Tears that speak of compassion

And love

 

Give me tears

May they emerge from my watered soul

And flow forth from my heart

Like stream of living water

 

Bringing life

Hope

Joy

And peace

 

Until every tear is wiped

From every eye


Saturday, June 8, 2024

What can we say?

In face of all this, what is there left to say? If God is for us, who can be against us? He that did not hesitate to spare his own Son but gave him up for us all—can we not trust such a God to give us, with him, everything else that we can need?

          JB Phillips  (Romans 8:31)

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What then shall we say?

If God is for us

Who can be against us?

 

Who?

What?

 

Everything!

Or so it seems…

 

“They” are against us

Pick your own version of “they”

 

Those liberal, communists

Those MAGA fascists

 

Those who are BIPOC

Those who are LGBTQI+

Those who are immigrants

Second-amendment radicals

 

It is American as apple pie

(is that still American?)

To use fear to motivate

 

“Our candidate is losing by 2% points”

“They are pouring millions into the race against our candidate”

“If those liberals get control…”

“If those fascists get control…..

“If”

“If”

“If”

 

Then we are done for!

 

It is time for gloom and doom

Time for panic

Time to get out and vote

Time to pull out your credit card and give!

 

Lost, somewhere

In all the fear and despair

Is love

 

We talk about the law of attraction

Honestly, it probably doesn’t work

But, if we do, I think, become what we consume, mentally and spiritually

Because where we are focused mentally and spiritually

Is where we put our energy, and is what determines our actions

 

If we align our thoughts, our emotions, our souls

With the negative

With hate, fear, and negativity

 

No wonder we are encouraged to

“Set our minds on the things that are above, not on the things that are on earth,…”

 

If we want to reflect love

Kindness

Compassion

Forgiveness

 

We have to focus on those things

If we want to reflect the Sacred

We have to focus on the God of Love

 

We might win the day, in politics”

With negativity

But we will not

We will not usher in the                               Kingdom of Love

Merely the oppressive and brutal

Empire of the World

 

John Lennon had it right!

“There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance…”


Friday, June 7, 2024

Seems right

Most people do what seems reasonable to them at the time,

Most of the time…

          Padraig O’Tauma, In the Shelter (reflecting on Judas)

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Most people do what seems reasonable to them

At the time

Most of the time

 

“It seems logical!”

We say to ourselves

“It is a no-brainer!”

 

Even Judas

The betrayer had his reasons

We guess but do not know

 

It seemed logical to hand Jesus over

Just as later, it seemed illogical

Thus we have

Judas the repentant

Judas the penitent one

 

I am sure, for those who follow the way of domination

For those who fly the flag

Of this cause or that

It seems logical

To embrace power and wealth

Logical to storm the capitol

 

And perhaps too

That AR 15 seems logical

Or that handgun in the bedside drawer

 

It seems logical to reject

And minimized

And oppress

Those different from us

Those we do not understand

 

Those who stagger to our borders, desperate

They are odd, dangerous, costly

 

I too have embraced the logical

Said this

Done that

 

And sometimes it worked!

And sometimes I ended up

Repenting

 

It is a curious thing

How often Sacred calls us to do the illogical

 

But then again

Is not the illogical Sacred space?

Was the incarnation logical?

Or birth in a stable?

 

Was Kenosis logical

Or the cross?

 

Is agape love logical?

 

Is loving our enemies

Blessing those who curse us

Welcoming the stranger

Giving all we have and following

Forgiving, and then forgiving some more?

 

Is any of that

Logical?

 

Ah!

Let us hear it for the illogicality of God

Which calls us into wild spaces

Into the wilderness

Not so we might die

But so that we might be transformed

 

Which calls us to give so we might receive

To let go of ourselves so we might find ourselves

That calls us to die so that we might live

 

God’s way is not our way (thank God)

It is not logical

It is as foolish as the cross

 


Tuesday, June 4, 2024

To Love God

to love God is to love what God loves

          Richard Rohr (Daily meditation 5/27/2024)

 

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I hear it often

I say it often

 

“I love God”

 

I

Love

God

 

But I wonder if sometimes God feels a little bit like sweet Eliza

who once demanded

 

Don’t talk of love, show me

 

How do we love God?

We love God by loving what God loves

 

Easier said than done

Because God’s love is big, really big

God’s love is inclusive, totally inclusive

God’s love is persistent, never ender

God’s love is unconditional

 

More than that God’s love is

Giving

Forgiving

Sacrificial

Reconciling

Restorative

 

Wow!

 

Sometimes it is easier than others

It is easy to love what God loves

When I get up in the morning, and see the mountain

Coated with white, colored by the sunrise

Soaring into a brilliant blue sky

 

It is harder to love what God loves

when my comfort

when the profit margin on my retirement account

relies on the abuse of the planet

 

It is easy to love what God loves

When I am asked to love a cute kitten

Or a cuddly dog

Or even a reasonably nice human creature (although that is harder)

 

But it is hard to love what God loves when I am asked to love

An abuser

A liar

 

When I am asked to love a person who feels like a threat

Who is a threat

Who looks differently

Talks differently

Believes differently

 

When I am asked to love one

Who requires

Forgiveness

Generosity

Patience

And yes, sacrifice

 

I can love my children

And my grandchildren

My church members, and assorted friends

I can love those who write things that make my heart sing

 

It is not so easy to love that person who is part of the MAGA movement

Whose Christianity is seasoned with judgment, hate, retribution, exclusion

Who loves guns more than children

 

But I am called to love whom God loves

And God loves them, as well as me

God loves those I find difficult, as well as those I find sympathetic

 

How can we possibly do it?

“We love because God first loved us” (1 John 4:19).

We start by being loved

By accepting love

 

We take love in (we have the choice not to)

And then we give love out

“If we love one another, God remains in us, and God’s love is brought to perfection in us” (1 John 4:12).

 

This takes

“both work and surrender”  (Rohr).

 

It is work (yes it is) to be loved

It takes surrender, to receive love

 

It takes work to love (duh)

And surrender to give love

We have to get ourselves out of the way (that is both work and surrender)

 

That is how we get broken open

Cracked

So that love gets in, and then flows out

 

It is then that we start seeing

Seeing the planet

Seeing others

Seeing the joy, the pain, seeing everything!

 

It is then that our worlds expand, explode

And we reach the point where “we are not the central reference point anymore.”

 

“We love in greater and greater circles until we can finally do what Jesus did: love and forgive even our enemies.”  (Rohr)