We’re in a place of disruption and loss. That is always the way God works in terms of
creating something new. The primary
thing is to say to people, don’t panic about the sense of homelessness that you
feel. Don’t panic about the kind of
bewilderment that you feel. That can
actually be a sign of grace.”
Russell Moore
Christianity is a religion of exile, not domination. Christianity is designed to be peculiar, not
ordinary; counter-cultural, not consumerist.
“The church would be more faithful, more distinctly Christ’s people, if
we actually understood that we don’t live in the promised land; we live in
exile... what seems to define a great deal of the American church is fear… What
if the crisis of this moment is actually a deep invitation to a new way of
understanding our location? Our identity?.. Today, may we be faithful
exiles. For it’s that which will reveal
the reality of the love of God who knows and sees people in exile, to restore
and remake them to be the light and salt that can do as exiles what only we can
do.”
Mark
Labberton ( a friend and fellow Whitman grad and Presbyterian) quoted
By Jonathan
Rauch in Cross Purposes.
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“This land is your land, this land is my land”
It may be
But it sure doesn’t feel like it.
I don’t feel like I am at home
I am surrounded not by paradise, but by
Wilderness
That place of dryness and danger
And endless nothing
I am surrounded by ICE and by blind hate
By deception and denial
By resentment, rage, and retribution
I feel like an exile!
Thank God
For God is doing a new thing!
And no
I can’t see it
Not yet, perhaps never
But I know
That even though right now
Good is bad and bad is good
Right now as people strive for dominance
Strive to oppress and minimize others
Right now, as injustice rolls like a mighty river
And fear like a never-ending spring
But I know
Even as I wander in exile
No longer recognizing the place (country) in which I live
That God is
That God is love
That God is present,
And that even though I feel
Lost and bewildered
Love is present, among us and in us
And love will win, eventually
We are in exile
But we do our best work in the wilderness
As we participate with God
In making a way
A highway for love, and righteousness, justice, and
compassion
We must remember we are exiles.
For only then
Can we bring newness and love
Into this world
Only then can we keep moving
Toward home
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