Ordinary time

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It is ordinary time

a time I have been told

for growth and maturation,

a time in which the mystery of Christ is called to penetrate

ever more deeply into history

until all things are finally caught up in love

As such, ordinary time is far from ordinary

And yet in the sameness of each day

We trod

So caught up in the ordinary

In the work

The drudgery

In the asphalt and concrete of this life

That we fail to see the extra-ordinary

That makes us whole

Complete

Alive

Worn down we trod

Tired and hopeless

While malignant souls

Plot and lie

Selling their wares of wealth and power

Stealing freedom in the name of freedom

Leaving us carcasses

Picked clean

Of life

We wander into the buildings of faith

Hoping to find that spark of life

That fire that consumes

That wind that moves us

Come Holy Spirit

We wander into buildings hoping to find

Love and hope, peace and joy

And instead, find all the miseries of humankind

Fear and hate

Guilt and exclusion

For we have turned faith into collusion rather than rebellion

Maintenance rather than transformation

Power rather than service

Wealth rather than radical generosity

It is ordinary time, again

And in the shortening days

There is a message

About how the darkness grows

And how things grow cold and hard

But even as the darkness grows

Even now

As things foul and deadly

Seem to grow

There is the sunrise

That moment when the darkness is shattered

There is the frost on the trees,

The glittering mountain thrusting into startling blueness

There is God

There is love

I stand some mornings in the cold

Staring in awe at the mountain

Embraced by Sacred love

There are moments when

The ordinary is shattered

By the advent of love, the surprising arrival of grace

And even as the darkness grows

I wait

For the advent of Love

And God’s extraordinary new thing

Faith and politics

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My faith can drive to me to be (gasp) political

I am not by nature interested in the necessary structures that order our life together

But I respect the power of our systems

For good or for ill

 

And I respect the fact that my faith should shape my choices

About what I support

And who I vote for

 

It's not a simple matter

We can easily ignore faith, tear it in an unnatural way from faith

Separate faith and our political stances to the point

We ignore the very tenants of our faith in our political choices

 

Or we can blend them together in such a way

That our faith does indeed shape our political choices

 

And the problem is this

Faith should impact our relationship with the systems of power

And should shape how we approach them

 

And both separating our faith from our politics

And merging our faith and our politics

Can lead to the same toxic place

 

If we ignore faith we can embrace wealth and power

(after all, Mary wasn’t serious when she predicted that Jesus would bring low the mighty)

But if we merge faith with our politics, the expediencies of power

Can end up conquering our faith (not the other way around)

 

It seems we must make these assertions.

We cannot allow politics to use our faith

(as is happening with the American right, where bad people manipulate people of faith and get them to support things decidedly not Jesus).

 

But we must engage in politics from the perspective of faith

Faith in what?

 

A friend posted this quote

America doesn’t need Republicans

It doesn’t need Democrats

It needs Jesus

 

Sounds good! Right?

But which Jesus?

The Jesus of the American right, who is about power and wealth

About winning and controlling

About coercion and punishment?

 

That is a Jesus who has been re-created in the image of toxic individualism

And greed

And dominance

 

That is a Jesus who listened to the tempter in the wilderness before his ministry started

And coopted the systems of power of his day

To become “King” 

Who took over the Sanhedrin, collaborated with the Pharisees

And somehow made the Romans his tools.

 

But that is not the Jesus who came

That is not the suffering servant who, as Isaiah reminds us

‘was so marred, beyond human semblance… that we should look at him…

He was despised and rejected…”

 

This is the Jesus of Mary

(I am so glad I am related to Jesus on his mother’s side)

The Jesus who stood against the politically powerful

Stood against a misguided faith system that burdened and excluded

And did not welcome and affirm all

 

The Jesus who came was about love

About taking care of the vulnerable

Comforting the hurting (and afflicting the comfortable?)

Healing the wounded

 

Jesus came bringing love

He died speaking words of love (Father forgive them)

And the rule of Jesus thus will always be about love

Not about controlling women

Sending people to hell

Taking over political power (as our current Speaker of the House would like to do)

In the “name of Jesus.”

 

Using faith as a political pawn

 

Even what is called the “Second Coming” is about love

As Madeleine L’Engle puts it

“The Second Coming is an action of Love.  The judgment of God is the judgment of love, not of powerplays, vindication, or hate.  The Second Coming is the redemption of the entire cosmos, not just one small planet.”

 

Or as Paul puts it,

The creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the children of God… the creation itself will be set from its bondage of decay and obtain the glorious liberty of the children of God” (Romans)

 

For me then, my politics must always be guided by love

Not about power

Not about control

Not about retribution

Not about hate

Not about (even) winning

 

So I ask these questions when I make my choices

Who is functioning from the perspective of love?

Who is taking care of the vulnerable

Whose policies are more about the “common good” than about privilege

 

I can’t make my decisions based solely on my

My power and privilege

My bank account or retirement account

My comfort

 

Who takes care of the poor

Who supports food security

Who promotes peace

Who is willing to fight for gun control

Who is looking out for the planet

Who is about welcoming the stranger (functional immigration policies)

 

That is the person I am going to support

That is the person I am going to vote for

 

No

No one does it totally right

(Sadly such a person could never get elected in America)

 

But who leans toward love and compassion

Who leans away from coercion and retribution

Who leans toward the common good

Who leans away from economic inequity

Who protects the planet (which is an incarnation of God)

Who is not willing to plunder it for profit

 

The GOP is antithetical to most of my values

They would benefit me.  I am white and reasonably well-off

My retirement is not at its best right now

But

 

People are hurting

And that should not be

We have enough wealth to take care of all

But not enough to satisfy the greed of the wealthy and those on the right

 

The Democrats fall far, far short as well

 

There is no one (especially no politician?) who really lives out a faith in the

Jesus who emptied himself and gave everything for everyone

 

So I will go with those whose policies, words, and actions best fit my faith

However imperfectly

And speak out against those who clearly do not

Those are greedy, liars, cruel, hypocritical

 

People ask me why I a liberal politically

That is why

 

I simply do my best to let the Jesus of the cross

The Jesus who welcomed all

The Jesus who forgave and healed and fed the strugglers

Shape my agenda

And determine who I support

 

Knowing I will sometimes be wrong

But believing that I must side with love.

 

Time to stop

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“Who are the pagans?” A child, asked this question in Sunday School, replied, “The pagans are the people that don’t quarrel about God.” 

          Madeleine L’Engle, A Stone for a Pillow

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Isn’t it sad,

That we use that power that is all Love

All unity

All wholeness

All peace

And creativity

 

And use it as an excuse for

Division

Dis-ease

Strife

And destruction?

 

We with our sacred tomes that we use

To batter each other

We who take the Bible, the Torah, the Koran

(or whatever)

 

And turn words written by seekers

Into the end of the search. 

 

How dare we!?

 

Jesus made it clear that our old

Systems

Beliefs

Traditions

Rules

 

That our old literalism

Miss the mark

 

And is it missing the mark that is Sin

And is it turning around and going another way

That is redemption

 

That is why he told us to die to the old

Perhaps even murder it?

In order to find the new

 

That is why he spoke in absurdities

That if rightly understood

If seen from the perspective of love

Are not absurd at all

 

Blessed are you when you are poor

When you mourn

When you fight for just

 

Not blessed are you IF you are poor

But even if you are poor, sad, lost, confused, angry

You are still blessed by the power

That pours out blessing on us all.

 

And knowing that we are always blessed

We are free

Alive!

 

Free to walk the second mile

Turn the other check

Love our enemies

Bless those who curse us

 

And we can say with the great Nez Perce chief

Chief Joseph (the mountain I see every morning is named after him

And this was his land, before we stole it)

 

“I am tired; my heart is sick and sad.

From where the sun now stands I will fight no more forever.”

 

We can join in those words

While we are sick, and sad (again the beatitudes)

Because we are loved by Love

And we are free to do life another way

 

The Jesus way

 

On the cross, Jesus said, essentially,

As he forgave and blessed,

This

This hate

This violence

This division

This exclusion

This

 

Stops here

 

We need to join him

We have seen enough

We have experienced enough strive

Created enough pain

 

It is time to stop

 

The Nature of God

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What is the nature of the Sacred?

Or if we must be anthropomorphic, what is the nature of God?

And thus what, if we are the bearers of the Sacred or those created in the image,

Should be our nature?

 

Is the power that brought all into being

And sustains it, one way or another,

Restorative, or Retributive?

 

It is I think, an important question.

Is nature restorative or retributive?

After all, we abuse our planet!

 

Is it the nature of our planet to restore itself,

And thus bring gifts of plenty to us?

Plenty of water, grain, and fruit.  The warmth of the sun.  The refreshment of the rain?

 

Can we sing the words of the old hymn (yeah, I know, Godspell too)

“All good gifts around us are sent from heav’n above.

We thank you, God, we thank you, God, for all your love’

 

Or is nature retributive

Paying us back for our “sins’ with hurricanes,

Tornadoes

Drought

Floods

Earthquakes

Fire?

 

Is that mystical force that is in nature

And in us (I believe)

Woven into the fabric of everything

Retributive or restorative

 

Or to use more classical terminology

Does “God/Sacred/Love, who is we insist, all about justice

Use retributive justice or restorative justice.

 

We know all about retributive justice

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Or, as we in America still, sadly practice it

A life for a life.

 

Seems reasonable at first glance.

That person who killed that child ought to die.

Those people who caused 9/11 should be destroyed

Hamas, those bloody perpetrators of terror should be eradicated

 

Make them pay!

Our souls scream

 

But it seems that all too often we do more than get even

We battle evil, using the tools of evil, and evil rubs off on us

As Nadia Bolz-Weber puts it,

“we can actually absorb the worst of our enemy and on some level

 even become them.”

 

When I hold on to hate.

When I lust for revenge.

Something bad happens to me (and you)

And I don’t end up reducing evil, I feed it.

 

Think about what America did after 9/11

Over 20 years now of a destabilized and increasingly violent world

We did not make it better with our bombs, and our invasions.

We made it worse

 

I worry about how we respond now.

On so many levels

We see the right engaged in the rhetoric of retribution.

They promise that if they get back in power people will pay!!

And on the left, we see a lust for vengeance

And rejoicing when those on the far right pay the price of their extremism

 

Jesus said, (Matthew 5, Sermon on the Mount)

“You have heard that it was said, ‘Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.’ But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also. And if anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, hand over your coat as well. If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles. Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.

 

“You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor[b] and hate your enemy.’ But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven.”

 

Seriously, Jesus?

What about accountability?

What about protecting ourselves?

What about…?

 

How far do we go!?

Jesus says, “As far as the cross”

(Or so it seems to me)

 

Mind you, I believe in justice!

But justice should be restorative in nature

Jesus responded to violence by dying and refusing to be retributive

Instead, he turned that event into something restorative

 

This is how you live, the cross cries

This is how you die

For others!

Father forgive them

Today you will be with me in paradise.

This (the violence and the hate stop here)

 

I know, it doesn’t seem to work!

Or does it?

That mystical difficult faith Jesus taught is still around

And people have changed the world with a restorative approach

Martin Luther King Jr.  Gandhi, Mandela… more

 

This is why I can’t go with the classic view of hell

The way it is presented it is retributive

Turn or burn, for all eternity

 

I believe God’s dealing with us, even when they might hurt

For a moment

Are always about restorative

About bringing us back to the way of love.

 

I have no answers for the complications

I understand the “practical” issues with the way of Jesus

I am not sure how I would respond to Hamas, the “Jesus way.”

 

I believe in accountability

I just struggle with what that looks like.

 

However, we respond to violence

To hate, and racism, and all the ills of humanity

Our goal cannot stop with accountability and retribution

We must always look past those to restoration

 

What would the world look like today?

If we had sought to bring restoration of prosperity and peace to the Middle East

After 911

 

If Israel had sought to truly bring peace and hope to the Palestinians after the conflicts there?

 

If the GOP or the Democrats truly wanted

ALL people, even those on the other side to find peace and hope and healing?

 

I have no clear answers

But I do believe that God is restorative, not retributive

And that God loves all

 

And I believe that I should reflect

The image of God

 

God help us all

The

love and power

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Both love and power are necessary building blocks of God’s peaceful realm on earth. Love utterly redefines the nature of power. Power without love is mere brutality (even in the church), and love without power is only the sentimentality of individual lives disconnected from the Whole. The gospel in its fullness holds love and power together, creating new hope and healing for the world.

          Richard Rohr

Preface to Near Occasions of Grace (Maryknoll, NY: Orbis Books, 1993), xvi.    

 

Ah, those who hold power as the ultimate end

Who seek it.

Grasp it,

Abuse it.

 

Who wield power without love.

 

Love cannot be the servant of power

Power must be the servant of love

 

Power without love is expressed in cruelty and control

It is violent.

It is an old landlord, one of great zeal for his religion

Stabbing a 6-year-old boy to death

It is Christians rejoicing a border wall

It is Christian leaders lying, and committing fraud, and promoting violence

It is a candidate for President claiming all Palestinians are anti-Semitic and do not deserve our compassion.

It is Christians excusing the violence of Hamas because of the oppression of Netanyahu

 

When power is the servant of love

Children are embraced and nurtured, not stabbed.

Immigrants are welcomed

Politicians tell the truth, are ethical, and above all else,

Seek to enact policies that benefit all, that promote the common good.

People who lie, are dishonest, abusive, and promote hate are not even considered as a viable candidate for President

Compassion is for all

 

When power is the servant of love

We feed the hungry, clothe the naked, house those without homes

Pay for good medical care for all

Educate our children

Provide adequate mental health care

Take care of planet Earth

 

We see the faces of those who are in danger

And in need

And we use power

 

To heal

To restore

To reconcile

 

I am tired of war

I am tired of lies

I am tired of the greedy rich becoming richer

And the poor being neglected

I am tired of our planet being wounded by our need for profit

I am tired of CEOs who make more in a day than their workers,

Saying they “can’t afford to pay more”

 

We need to let love redefine power

Redefine greatness

 

The leaders of the American right

(you know their names) are, if power serves love, is not great

Their vision of America is not great

The other side is better (but frankly not much)

 

It is time we listen to the prophets of old

Who as a person decried the worship of power

And the failure of love

 

That is what sin is.

It is the failure of love

Salvation is when love goes to work

And life is healed

 

Hope, as Norman Wirzba suggests

Is when love is “all in all”

And heaven and earth meet

And life is heaven

 

There is a time to love, we are told

And a time to hate

 

We have tried hate

Perhaps it is time for love

 

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Following Jesus is moving away from fear and toward love

          Henri Nouwen

 

Breathe it all in, love it all out

          Mary Oliver

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This is a world of looming fear

The Middle East is in chaos

Factors within America are seeking to create chaos

 

There are wars and rumors of wars

It seems as if all the miseries of human-kind are on the rise

 

I sit, thousands of miles away from home

Thinking of friends in trouble

Thinking of a voice I do not know, barely holding it together

Asking for help, when I have no practical help to give

 

I have no answers

I have no extra housing to offer

I cannot bring sanity to a political party

That has lost all semblance of order and propriety

 

We live in a world full of what we call “sin”

But what is sin but wrong choices?

What is sin but the denial of love?

 

And all I have to work with, really

Is love

 

Do I believe in love?

Do I believe that when love goes to work, healing happens?

 

Which may be the same as asking,

Do I believe in God?

For God is love

Do I believe in Jesus, love become flesh?

 

Do I believe that Love is present?

And love has the power to touch

Hamas, Netanyahu

Trump, Biden, Jordan, Jeffries

That pained voice on the phone

 

To touch and transform the power-hungry

The greedy hoarders

The abusers and users

 

To touch that angry, empty, scared place within me?

 

Can I hope again hope?

And believe love will win?

 

Grace  Ji-Sun Kim (as quoted by Diana Butler Bass) puts it well

 

“The Christian faith is not ‘seeing I believing,’ but rather

‘believing is seeing.’”

 

Love can win if we can see Jesus, love

“in the places that we dare not look and dare not think about.”

 

Can I see love in the face of that person I struggle with?

Can I see love working in the struggles of a family to survive mental illness?

Can I see love in a relationship that is not working and is cracked by fear and anger?

Can I see love in the posturing proud souls so desperately seeking power?

In the person frantically gobbling up money and turning a blind eye to the poor?

 

Can I see?

Can I move far enough away from my own fear to see?

Can I breathe it all in

And love it all out?

 

Can I?

 

The day I will breathe in

Left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe

And I will do my best, my very best

To see love

And be love

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I don't know what word in the English language I can't find one that applies to people who are willing to sacrifice the literal existence of organized human life so they can put a few more dollars into highly overstuffed pockets. The word evil doesn't begin to approach it.

          Attributed to Noam Chomsky

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Sometimes there is not much one can say

Sometimes it is better to keep it short

And simple

 

The Gospel is all about relationships

The relationships of human creatures to that creative power that

Lies behind all

 

More

The relationship of people

As expressed in systems of power

To justice, and equity

 

Do the systems we create and perpetuate

Side with the common good

With love and compassion

 

Or are they systems of dominance and oppress

Serving the cause of greed?

 

And, I think, the relationship of people to power and money

(which go together, often)

is at the heart of the Gospels.

 

If Jesus did anything he challenged people about their attachment to both

Teaching de-fusion from systems of power that dehumanize

And from greed that blinds and poisons

 

And demanding, not suggesting, but demanding

re-engagement to the world with a focus on service,

common good,

and the transformation (to use a nice word) of those systems that perpetuate the abuse of power and greed

 

into systems that promote justice, equity, peace, and compassion

 

His mother said it all, even before he was born

“God has shown strength with God’s arm;

God has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.

God has brought down the powerful from their thrones and lifted up the lowly;

God has filled the hungry with good things

and sent the rich away empty.”

 

 

Certainty or Faith

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Paul Tillich once said, “Doubt is not the opposite of faith; it is one element of faith.“

 

Anne Lamott built on Tillich’s quote, “The opposite of faith is not doubt, but certainty. Certainty is missing the point entirely. Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.”

 

What does this say to us, in terms of faith?

Actually, it creates a mess, if we are honest

 

I keep thinking about those foolish virgins, who certain of the bridegroom

Saw no reason to take extra oil for their lamps, and lost their light (and their place)

Just ugh

 

We might see them, actually as having faith,

But they are not the role models in the story

The ones who want to be a part of it all,

But with some degree of unknowing take along some extra oil

Are the ones who are lit up.

 

Certainty can certainly do a number on us.

 

I am not a fan of anthropomorphizing either the Sacred

Or the anti-sacred

Although God and Satan (who is really just the voice of dissent, the tempter)

Make it all easier to talk about

 

But I think that if that “other voice” does anything,

It makes us certain

Certain of our place, our views, our stance

Certain we are right, and others are wrong

Certain that we have the right to impose our beliefs

(after all, they are correct) on everyone else.

 

I am reminded how Thomas Merton claimed that the devil makes most of his true disciples not by his preaching in favor of sin but by preaching against it hoping those who listen will then spend the rest of their lives meditating on the intense sinfulness of others

 

When we are certain we are blind to our own messes

And all too aware of the problems of others.

 

“There but for the grace of God go I”

 

One of the huge issues here is that our perceptions are often off

We are pretty much always just guessing

Doing the best we can

 

But when we are certain?

Then we get into a weird place

Where

 

How often are we deceived into thinking the wrong side is the right side

And the right side is the wrong side

 

When we are certainly wrong.

Isaiah suggested this is not a good place!

 

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil,

who put darkness for light and light for darkness,

who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!

 

There are people I am certain have done this!

Alas

But as certain as I am that “they” have done this,

I am just as certain that I have too

 

And I am certain that I have to let go of certainty

And, as Merton suggests,

Live in faith, not certainty

Noticing the mess (mine and theirs)

 

I need to notice the emptiness and discomfort,

Accept my unknowing

Embrace the questions

And keep turning, turning, turning

To the Spirit

 

until some light returns

resisting what I see as evil, if necessary

but doing so with humility

and the awareness that it is I who might be wrong

Doing it with grace, love, and kindness

 

Because

Who knows?

 

Faith is not for the faint of heart.

God's Question

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Religion consists of God’s question and [our] answer

          Abraham Joshua Heschel

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God asks

“do you love me?”

 

As on the seashore long ago

With waves crashing

And boats rocking

And smoke rising

 

The question came

“Do you love me, Do you love me, Do you love me?”

 

“Do you love me more than these?”

 

More than what?

Than his fellow disciples?

Than the wind and the waves and the sell of the lake

On a crisp early morning?

Than his old way of life? 

 

Agapas me?

Came the question

Philo se?

Came the answer

Agapas me? Philo se

Phileis me?  Philo se?

 

Do you love me unreservedly, unconditionally, passionately!?

(the way I love you)

 

Yes, Lord, I friend you!

 

It wasn’t everything, perhaps

But it was enough

“I have called you friends,” said Jesus

 

Jesus calls us friends

 

Oh there are other words used

In all those parables

 

Laborers, servants, farmers, travelers

People who toil

 

But most of all we are friends!

“Friendship is mutual,

a hand extended, a hand reaching back”¹  

 

Astonishing

We who fumble and bumble through life

We who lust after wealth and power

We who pillage the earth

We who wounded each other so grievously

 

Friends of God

 

God has made us God’s friends

And asks one primary thing

 

That we befriend one another, take care of one another

“Feed my sheep, tend my sheep, feed my sheep”

A trinity of compassion

 

The question comes

Won’t you be my friend?

The question comes

Won’t you tend one another?

 

Our answer should be

Yes! Yes! Yes!

 

Yes, we have our limits

Even Jesus ultimately accepted Phileo love from Peter

 

But when God befriends us!

In the grace space that offers

We find it within us

To be not merely befriended

But to be friends

 

People need friends

They need

“Somone to talk to, someone to depend on, and someone to enjoy”²

 

I know God loves me

I know God friends me

I look out at the beauty around me and know

God wants to walk through this beautiful world with me

In mutual delight

 

I also know God asks me to “friend” those around me

To tend those around me

 

The question comes

Won’t you be my friend?

The question comes

Won’t you tend one another?

 

Our answer should be

Yes! Yes! Yes!

 

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1.      Diana Butler Bass, Freeing Jesus Harper One, 2021, p. 14

2.      Quote by William Rawlins, p. 16 in Freeing Jesus.

God Wrestlers

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A friend of mine is taking an online course in Judaism

This person is struggling with faith

In a period of deconstruction, perhaps

Or may reconstruction

Who knows

 

In the middle of the class, Rabbi Terlinchamp was teaching what Yisrael really means. 

She explained that the Biblical name of the Jewish people

literally means "God wrestlers." 

 

And then she said, "If you aren't wrestling with God and your beliefs, then you aren't being true to the biblical texts." 

 

It is kind of a thing in the Bible

This idea of wrestling with God

It seems like everyone struggles

Adam and Eve, who chose poorly

Abraham, who didn’t quite trust

Moses, who ran away

Jacob, who literally wrestled

Job, who challenged

David, who messed up (time and time again)

Peter, who denied

James and John, who wanted special status

 

Paul, wretched man

 

Why is it that so often we are merely to

Accept

Comply

 

Don’t question!

Don’t struggle!

 

Just believe what you are taught

Do what you are told

Submit

 

I am sorry

I have questions

I struggle with a lot of what I have been taught

From childhood on

 

It may just be me!

Maybe I am the master of complication

And overthink everything

 

But still

There are those strugglers

 

And I think the Sacred is just too complex

Too big

Too mysterious

To be boiled down into 10 commandments

And a few formulaic confession

 

I think what I can affirm is simple

Maybe a little vague

God is

God is love

Jesus is Lord (whatever that means)

I am to love God, love myself, and love those around me

 

Outside of that?

I struggle with the meaning of the cross

Struggle with the things in the Bible that don’t fit with other things

How does hell fit in with a God of Love?

How does slaughtering your enemies (there is genocide in the Bible)

Fit is with love your neighbor

How does a wrathful, retributive God work if we are called to forgive

70 X 7

 

Love my enemies?

Bless them?

That works fine until I start thinking about those I don’t like

Who I think are awful human creatures?

Bless Donald? Lauren? Marjory?

Really?

 

Bless and do not curse?

God has me in a headlock

 

I think that I will never be one of those people

Who simply “rests” in God

(although at times that is nice)

 

Nope!

I think I will always wrestle

And limp all the way to the promised land.

 

 

forgiveness

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See to it that no one fails to obtain the grace of God, that no root of bitterness springs up and causes trouble and through it many become defiled.

          Hebrews 12:15

 

Refrain from anger and forsake wrath.     Do not fret—it leads only to evil.

          Psalm 7.8

 

Put away from you all bitterness and wrath and anger and wrangling and slander, together with all malice.

          Ephesians 5:31

 

“Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die. ”

          Carrie Fisher, Malachy McCourt and others have used this.  It evolved.

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I have often noticed

Just how we human creatures love to hold on to hate

And blame

And resentment

 

It is a sadly human trait

That shows up in the cautionary tale of Cain and Able

 

One of those early stories

That reveals, starkly who we are as human beings

Blessed children of God (Adam and Eve)

Power hungry and foolish (Also Adam and Eve)

Resentful, jealous, and violent (Cain and Able)

Ambitious and arrogant (Tower of Babel)

 

The problem with hate, and resentment

Those feelings that focus our enmity on others

Is that they rob us of ourselves

 

They consume us and blind us

And make us less

 

The wise (and not-so-wise) writers of the Bible

Make it pretty clear

Resentment and hate pave the path to evil

 

Do we dare doubt it?

 

This past week we “remembered” 9/11

This was indeed a horrible event

 

I do remember it.

I was preparing for a trip to Azerbaijan when the planes hit the towers

And it was a long while before we were allowed to make that trip

to work with Azeri doctors on delivering better medical care

 

It hit close to home

As I was only days from boarding a plane to Washington DC

 

I too was angry, appalled

 

But over the years I have come to understand some things

How our behavior, a nation, planted the seeds of 9/11

How our arrogance and heavy-handed interference

And exploitation of that region created

 

Yes

Resentment and hate

 

This event came out of resentment and hate

And we responded in kind

And our response tore the world apart.

 

We responded poorly

We responded violently

We responded by believing, by embracing, lies to justify our action

We wanted to “get even”

And so millions died.

Millions more were made homeless

We even hurt ourselves (how many Americans were killed or damaged, permanently)

 

And now we still

Remember

But do we remember the right way?

 

Are we taking care so that no root of bitterness springs up?

Are we refraining from anger and forsaking wrath?

Have we put away all bitterness and wrath and anger and wrangling and slander, together with all malice?

 

Or are we still drinking the poison and waiting for the other person to die?

 

We need to remember!

We need to remember the pain of that day

The buildings crashing,

The people dying

Those heroes making the ultimate sacrifice

Those whose lives would never be the same

 

But as we vilify the perpetrators

We also need to see how we as a nation planted the seeds of hate

By our behavior

We need to remember that our leaders lied (and were willfully misled)

We have to remember that our response was violent and excessive

We have to remember how many innocents were killed

Because of us

 

We have to remember the destruction we unleashed

 

When we carry resentment and hate in our hearts

WE DO NOT SEE THE OTHER CLEARLY

AND WE DO NOT SEE OURSELVES

 

We do not see their humanity, their pain

We do not see our culpability

 

Our world is being torn apart by hate and resentment

Our nation is being torn apart by hate and resentment

 

And into the winds of hate

Jesus comes singing love

Living Love

 

Jesus comes preaching forgiveness

And entrusting us with the ministry

Not of vengeance

But of reconciliation

 

Always, reconciliation

 

All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation; that is, in Christ God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting to us the message of reconciliation. Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us (2 Corinthians 5)

 

Every day I see the power of resentment and hate

Every single day

 

It leads only to evil

To abusive politics

To guns

To lies and graft

To oppression and death

To vengeance

 

Every day I see the power of resentment and hate

Today

I would like to see the power of love

Today I would like to practice forgiveness

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Following Jesus is weird

Complex

Confusing

 

It has been that way from the beginning

From those first squalling moments in a trough

From that frantic moment when his family fled, political refugees,

To a far country

 

To that strange moment in the Jordan

When he was dunked in dirty water with a bunch of sinners

To those moments of thirst and hunger in the wilderness

Tempted

 

Jesus was not the Messiah people expected

If God were going to come and save

If God were going to come and rule

 

This certainly is NOT how God would do it

A wrinkled baby, born to a common family

In a rural community

A young man, wandering the countryside

Surrounded by poor people

Powerless people

Hungry people

Sick people

Lost people

 

We would expect the Messiah to look

Messianic

 

We would expect a person born into wealth

A person with status and connections

A person who would come in and grab power

 

If we had been running the show

Jesus would have been born in Jerusalem, a prince perhaps

At least a Sadducee

He would have been raised with privilege

Educated well (not that he needed it)

 

He would have taken over the Sanheidren

Made the Pharisees his allies

Aligned with the Priests

 

He would have taken over the power structures of his day

He would have kicked out the Romans

And established the Kingdom

 

It must have been confusing for his disciples

To watch this one with so much power

The power to turn water into wine

The power to heal

The power to walk on water (how cool is that)

 

Simply wander along dusty roads

And hang out with the poor

And eat with tax collectors

 

There was that moment of hope

When he entered Jerusalem

And for a moment it seemed as if

It was really going to happen

He was going to exert his power

 

But then the meal

Then Jesus, in the dust, washing feet

Then Gethsemane

The arrest

The trial

The beatings

 The cross

The death

Of everything

 

Following Jesus is weird

This one who will not align with Empire

Who will not create a kingdom, but instead establishes a Kin-dom

A community of love

 

Here we are with our affluence and privilege

Here we are

Wanting to leverage Jesus so we have more affluence and privilege

 

No wonder we functionally ignore so much of what Jesus taught

No wonder it is so hard for us to “get” what Jesus was all about

 

It doesn’t make sense

We don’t believe it

That if we give it all up, we get everything

That if we are last, we will become first

That if we die to the self we will find ourselves

 

So we try to remake Jesus in our image

We try to make him one who makes people rich

And we try to use him in order to gain power

 

And we wallow in our affluence

And neglect the poor

We abuse power and forget to love

We exclude and forget to welcome

 

And it doesn’t work

 

Following Jesus is weird

And as I sit, on this early fall mourning

In my nice house

Looking out at my nice car

As I sit here with my affluence and yes, my privilege

 

I wonder

What would it mean to follow him?

So I stay

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When it comes to being a Christian.  I am out.  I remain committed to Christ as always but not to being ‘Christian’ or to being part of Christianity

          Ann Rice (2010)

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Sometimes I wonder why I stay

Here I am!

With my theological degrees.

My ordination vows

My “call”

 

And sometimes I wonder why I stay

So many are leaving

We hear all about the great resignation

Of pastors leaving for a myriad of reasons

He is tired

She is minimized

They are judged

 

There is too much secondary trauma

There are too many demands

There is too little support

 

Sometimes I wonder why I stay

When people I consider friends leave and wander off to another church

When the pews are no longer full

When I wonder if I still have anything to say

When Christianity as a faith system can be so screwed up

And full of hate and exclusion

Rather than love and inclusion

 

I guess I stay because I believe

In what?

In Jesus.

In his teachings

In his priorities

In his presence

 

That after all, is what Christianity should be all about

Believing in Jesus

Believing Jesus

 

I can’t prove God

I can’t prove that Jesus was the incarnation of God

 

But I can experience God

I can encounter Jesus

 

Like Paul on the road to Damascus

Blinding light!

Stunning

Transforming

Filling

What is this?

NO!

WHO is this?

 

Ah!

 

And so I stay

Encountering this Jesus

Whom I meet over and over again

And who is always new

 

And so I stay

Hoping

That Jesus can remain real

Alive

Free

 

Even within the confines of a church

That acts less like the living body of Christ

Making Love real in this world

 

And more like a prison

From which Christ must be set free

 

And so I stay, hoping to join with others

Who move past ritual and creed

To encounter

To communion

To transformation

To service

 

So I stay