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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



Sunday, March 1, 2026

You can't go back

All freedom journeys require an open mind—a mind that is not conditioned by past knowledge and experience, but open to possibility. Questioning opens the doors of our imagination, enabling us to consider alternatives to the status quo. Unless one is capable of imagining another possible reality, one cannot free oneself from bondage.…

 

The compulsion to repeat the past is apparent in the biblical myth of the Exodus. When Moses led the Israelites to freedom, they often yearned to return to Egypt. Though they were miraculously provided for throughout their forty years of wandering in the desert, the Israelites were often nostalgic for the “good old (bad) days” in Egypt:.. “ They missed the predictability and sense of control they felt in Egypt—where everything was known. Though in actuality they were oppressed and enslaved by the Egyptians, the Israelites looked back on their time in Egypt with nostalgia because they could not bear the uncertainty they faced as a free people.

          Estelle Frankel

 

For freedom Christ has set us free. Stand firm, therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery.

          Paul

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We seem to love the prisons we have created for ourselves

Even the tombs we have dug ourselves.

 

We prefer confinement to freedom

Safety to possibility

 

We do not trust the One who sets us free

But instead turn again and again to what enslaves us

The God (s) of our own making

 

Our God (s) are “that about which we are ultimately concerned” (Tillich)

We need only look at the systems we created

Economic, social, and political

To understand which ruler we have chosen.

 

The center of our worship is no longer the church or cathedral

We bow down in front of the corporate monument

We prostrate ourselves before gilded palaces and magnificent ballrooms

And whose image glares down at us

From the façade?

 

We may believe in God

But what gods shape our lives and determine our priorities

 

We are called by One who would set us free

Into uncertainty

We are called to let go of so much

The myth of exceptionalism

 

Or belief that progress is inevitable

The delusion that we can have it all

 

An ever-expanding economy

Universal prosperity

Healthy bodies

A healthy planet

 

We are called forward by a God who wants to lead us

To a new heaven and a new earth

 

But we are slaves

That is who we are

Slaves to an illusory past (that never really existed)

Slaves to the way of domination

Where might makes right a peace comes through coercion

 

Slaves to a belief that life is all about

Winners and losers

And that the one who dies with the most cryptocurrency

Wins

 

Our slavery is revealed

In the abuse of immigrants

The destruction of the planet

The worship of America, the global bully, yay!

The avoidance of uncomfortable truths  

The retreats (thanks, Team USA) into misogyny

The acceptance of the unacceptable, our protection of abusers

 

The wilderness is scary

Leaving slavery is harder than we believed

 

But somewhere out there

In a future we can’t understand

Somewhere out there

Amidst the rocks and thorns

And an infinite horizon

 

There are streams of living water

and the freedom

to live as children of God

to be loved

and to love

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