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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



Tuesday, October 29, 2024

In this moment, I will blaze

“I used to think that hope was the confidence that what I fear won’t happen.”  Then she added, “Now I think that hope is the confidence that what I fear will happen, but that I don’t have to be afraid.”…

 

… here is the presence of doom we find a portal into maturity and wisdom.  Domm challenges us to face our greatest fear, and as we do, we discover that this fear played a big part in driving us toward doom in the first place.

              Brian McLaren, “Life After Doom”

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Today my eyes opened

And my heart broke open.

 

And as I walked along familiar paths

And did accustomed things

 

The sky shone cerulean.

And  golden rays broke through the darkness of the tress

Splashes of gold among the emerald green and brilliant gold

Of the fall grasses

 

Everything seems precious

A treasure I wanted to hug close to my soul

 

Today I felt my mortality

I realized I am a light

A candle

I am alight, here and now

I am “wax and wick of unknown length,

carrying a fragile gift of flame”

for a time

 

Today I imagined the world without me

And all became precious

The colors deepened and I realized how precious

Each moment is

 

I felt my connection to the earth,

And to the animals who

let me love them,

the people too

 

it all feels so precarious

as wars rage and the plant is tortured

by our greed

as damaged people create damage and division

in families, communities

and nations

 

it is easy to be afraid,

but much harder to hope

when hope is based on the fact that I will die

later or sooner

and that evil might prevail, at least for a season.

 

But that while I am still alight

I can do what I can, in this moment

To bring peace

And kindness

Into the world

 

I am a candle

Wax and wick, flesh and bone

 

And in this moment I will blaze

(or perhaps flicker)

As best I can

For the time gifted me

 

I will seek to be the living flame of love” (St. John of the Cross)

And will live forward in hope

Rather than in fear


Monday, October 28, 2024

The other as not other

Our usual perception of the world shows us all being as carefully defined, with distinct edges, all outside one another… We are finite, contingent, and conditioned beings, and nothing more… The heart of the mystic discovery is that we are all one, and that One is unconditioned, unlimited, and undefined.  This, of course, is the foundation of neighbor love.. until we see ourselves in our undefined reality we won’t have the freedom, the power, and the energy to love our neighbor in the neighbor’s undefined reality…

 

Nobody denies that dividing, as a vehicle for better understanding is useful.  But along comes the mystic and puts the separated things together, and all the “rational” people cry Paradox! or worse, Heresy!

 

… the unity is there… both elements of the paradox are simultaneously the case.  The bush burns and yet is not consumed.  Reality is both changing and unchanging. One is both one's self and intimately united with all others.  What one does is done by both oneself and the Supreme Being.  You don’t have to choose between them.

              Beatrice Bruteau, Radical Optimism

 

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Dualism

Individualism

Call it what you will

 

It has hard edges

It divides and separates

It forces us into radical polarities

 

Us, Them

Good, Bad

Sacred, Secular

Powerful, weak

Right, Wrong

Republican, Democrat

 

The other is other

All outside us, our individual, self, our political party, our country

Is “another”

 

But not just “another”

Another who because they are distinct

And take up their own space in the universe

And use the same resources we do

And compete with us

In opposition

 

Are not simply distinct, different (perhaps very different)

But a threat, even an enemy

 

So much for love of neighbor

How can we possibly love our neighbor as ourselves

Unless we see the other as not other

But as one who participates in the One with us?

 

A distinct, and yet not distinct

An individual, and yet united with us at the deepest

And most meaningful level

 

I love this!

I hate it!

 

I love the idea of being united with a Gandhi, a Nelson Mandela

A Desmond Tutu, a Martin Luther King Jr.

 

It is not so much fun to embrace that unity

When one thinks of Donald Trump,

And the racist waving that Nazi flag

And the second amendment extremist carrying an AR-15 in McDonald's

 

Yet what would it mean to see those people from whom we feel alienated

Those people who violate our moral, ethical, and spiritual values

Those people who we, frankly dislike, immensely

 

As people with whom we are one

As we participate in the One?

 

It is easier to slide back into dualism

And an individualism that is, ultimately, toxic

Than to embrace the reality

That they too are our neighbors

 

It is easier to create distinctions and boundaries

And huddle behind the sharp boundaries

And give ourselves permission not to interact with them

Not to listen to them

Not to see them as fully human

 

And simply throw them away,

As garbage

 

Yes, I know

It seems as if that is exactly what they have done with so many others

The poor, and ill

The immigrant, and the Indigenous

The people who happen to be LGBTQI+

 

But isn’t it the failure to see the other as not other

That leads to a focus on distinctions

That creates fear, and then, worse, hate

And causes one to remove the other's face?

Dehumanize them?

 

And isn’t this that which enables them,

And us if we are not careful,

To reject, demean, ridicule, oppress,

And even kill?

 

The bush burns but is not consumed

That is the mystery of the Sacred

They are people who are (insert a word here)

Deplorable?

Evil?

Toxic

 

And they are united to me (and you)

We are one?

Neighbors, brothers, sisters, children of God

All of us

 

Oh God

I cannot grasp this

I cannot see some people this way

With charity and compassion

 

I need help

I need help to find my unity with them

To feel even the slightest spark of love

To accept them as brother, sister

 

As individuals who participate with me in

the One that is you.

 

And yet I realize I will never find peace, hope

Justice and equity

 

That I will never fully enjoy the Kingdom

Until I do.


Friday, October 25, 2024

Follow the North Star

The Bible is a complex book.

It is a progressive and ever-changing record of our attempts to explain

that transcendent and yet immanent power that is woven into the universe

and woven into our lives.

 

All of us corporately

Each of us individually

 

There are a few verses that are my north star   Paul’s words in Romans ring true:

“Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everyone. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay,”  says the Lord. On the contrary:

“If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink.

In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head.” 

 

Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

 

And these words from Micah

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.”

 

Be a person who engages in the cause of Justice.

Strive against the misuse of power by individual people, churches, politicians, or institutions.

I believe we are called, all of us, to make right that which has been unjust.

We cannot let inequity, injustice, oppression, and suffering have the last word.

We cannot

 

Be a person who has humility.

This is not about discounting ourselves.

There are plenty of people around who will do that.  We shouldn’t do it to ourselves.

(and often do)

This simply means that we do not think of ourselves more highly than we ought.

It is not all about us! We are not the center of all that happens.

Really!

It means we do not put ourselves (or our country, party, or leader) in the place of God.

 

Be Kind

Look at others with the eyes of Jesus.

See the “other” (even that concept is troublesome) as valuable, loved by Sacred, a unique creation of God.

See that they are beautiful, broken, capable, struggling, joyful, grieving

See them and understand that there is more going on than you see

The common saying is true

“Be kind, everyone is fighting a battle you know nothing about

 

Kindness is power

Kindness is freeing

Kindness is healing

Kindness is love

 

And kindness is a commitment.

To walk through each day

Noticing

The glimmers of pain, joy, distress, worry

And doing those random acts of kindness

 

Which might be as simple as a smile

Which might be stepping back

Being silent

Saying words of compassion

 

This is a new day

We are all walking together into a new future

We will all participate

By how we live

In shaping that future

 

So let us act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with our God.

Let us overcome evil (and evil people and movements)

With good


Thursday, October 24, 2024

Fueled by Resentment

“My students remarked that the Fascist chiefs we remember best were charismatic. Through one method or another, each established an emotional link to the crowd and, like the central figure in a cult, brought deep and often ugly feelings to the surface. This is how the tentacles of Fascism spread inside a democracy. Unlike a monarchy or a military dictatorship imposed on society from above, Fascism draws energy from men and women who are upset because of a lost war, a lost job, a memory of humiliation, or a sense that their country is in steep decline. The more painful the grounds for resentment, the easier it is for a Fascist leader to gain followers by dangling the prospect of renewal or by vowing to take back what has been stolen.”

              Madeleine K. Albright, Fascism: A Warning

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All living creatures need fuel.

Some sources of energy

That gives them life, even power

Animals need food, plants need sunlight

 

We, human creatures, seem to need a little more

A fuel that is emotional or spiritual

 

What fuels us, drives us, matters

 

Because what fuels us as individuals

As movements

As nations

Shapes our values and our priorities

Influences how we perceive things

And determines our choices, words,  and behaviors

 

This is perhaps why the author of Proverbs writes

“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”

And why Jesus warned the people

That “the things that come out of a person’s mouth come from the heart,

and these defile them. For out of the heart come evil thoughts.

 

This raises the question

 

As we look around us, and what is happening in our country, our culture

As we watch people make choices about who to support (vote for)

Who to welcome, or exclude

Who to help or abandon

 

As we listen to the words that come out of the mouths

Of leaders and followers alike

 

As we see people lie, and hear them demean others,

And stir up enmity

 

What is driving us?

 

Jesus said clearly that we ought to be shaped by love

Love God, love yourself, and have those two loves create a third love

Love of others

And do it with all your heart, soul, mind and strength

 

But it seems clear that love is not the fuel that powers MAGA

Or the church

It doesn’t matter if one is traditional, or oriented toward change (which they see as progress)

 

We watch as division tears at the fabric of our nation

And we hear lies that wound and harm

We see anger, even rage

We see hate written on faces

 

And we watch as neighbors, friends, and family

Make choices that surprise and confuse

And seem to violate who they are,

Or who we thought they were

 

We watch as people we believed were grounded and rooted

Injustice and equity

And yes, compassion and

 

Ignore, even enable

Racism, bigotry, misogyny, vulgarity

Dishonesty and cruelty

 

Even vote for those things.

 

I have thought variously, that this was about fear

Or perhaps anger

Or that it was the result of people being misinformed and mislead

By people they trust

 

But at this point, for me, it all distills done to one word.

 

Resentment

 

People resent change, which often means they have to change

People resent the push for equity and equality, which asks them to let go of privilege

People resent immigrants, who make them uncomfortable or afraid

They resent inflation (which does hurt)

 

They resent everything and everyone they think has cost them or will cost them,

Comfort, power, privilege, or wealth

 

And now they have someone

Who has created an emotional link with them based on resentment

And who has dragged bitterness out of the depths of their souls

Out of the collective soul of much of America

 

And if resentment (and its political embodiment, MAGA) prevails,

it will damage America profoundly

especially those who have embraced it

 

Resentment is a poison

Oscar Wilde when talking about resentment once wrote

“One cannot always keep an adder in one's breast to feed one, nor rise up every night to sow thorns in the garden of one's soul.”

 

Paul in his letter to the Ephesians (4) implored the people to

“walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, 2 with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, 3 making every effort to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace”

 

He pleaded with them not to let people manipulate them with bitterness

“… No longer be children, tossed to and fro and blown about by every wind of doctrine by people’s trickery, by their craftiness in deceitful scheming, but speak the truth in love”

 

And He asked those who would follow Jesus to let go of resentment (which becomes ugly things like hate, a desire for retribution, and a need to control) and

 

(gasp)

 

Have a spirit of forgiveness.

 

“So then, putting away falsehood, let each of you speak the truth with your neighbor, for we are members of one another. Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not make room for the devil. Those who steal must give up stealing; rather, let them labor, doing good work with their own hands, so as to have something to share with the needy. Let no evil talk come out of your mouths but only what is good for building up, as there is need, so that your words may give grace to those who hear. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with which you were marked with a seal for the day of redemption. Put away from you all bitterness and wrath and anger and wrangling and slander, together with all malice.  Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ has forgiven you.”

 

In this time when some want us to be our old deluded selves

We are called to clothe ourselves with the “new self”

And put away resentment

And put on kindness and generosity

 

And live (and vote) accordingly.


Tuesday, October 22, 2024

bonding or breaking

What did Jesus mean by the term kingdom of God?  … He surely meant something far bigger than any religion should or could contain.  He meant something that his movement was to seek, to receive, to enter, and to participate in…not to own control commodify or rule. 

 

… the word religion is based on the root lig, meaning “to bind or connect together”, so religion means reconnecting or rebonding broken relationships – with God, with neighbor, with stranger and enemy with nonhuman life, with all creation.

                             Brian McLaren (Why did Jesus, Moses, the Buddha, and Mohammed Cross the Road?)

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Religion

It has gotten a bad rap

It, Freud suggests

A universal obsessional neurosis (no, that is not good)

Infantile helplessness

A regression to primary narcissism

 

At its best, it is a search for something (or someone) Sacred

Something bigger than the self

Using specific means or methods (i.e.: rituals or behaviors)

within an identifiable group of people

 

Indeed

 

At its worst

It is a rigid mess of creeds, rules, and rituals

With a side of self-absorption

That makes people stiff, cold, and even cruel

 

And instead of rebonding broken relationships

It creates division

And even violence

 

But let’s hear it for spirituality

A desire to commune with something bigger than the self

And the feelings, thoughts, experiences

and behaviors that arise from a connection to

Sacred

Ground of Being

Love

 

Pick your term for that mysterious, huge

Transcendent reality

That was the creative energy behind all that exists,

And that now is everywhere

In everything

 

And in ways both big and small

Provides we human creatures with the desire and capacity

To connect with one another

And with all creation

Thus creating a new reality

 

Jesus called this reality the kingdom of God. 

It cannot be contained in any religion

It is far bigger than that

Eradicating boundaries and wall

Flowing, spilling, becoming

 

And we

We are “to seek, to receive, to enter, and to participate in” this reality

It is beyond us

We can’t understand it or contain it

 

And it is not ours, not even remotely

“to own, control, commodify, or rule.”

 

No wonder things have gone wrong.

For that is exactly what we want to do

Own God

Control others

Dominate and conquer as a religion (and sometimes as a nation)

 

And commodify

We want to sell a pound of grace for???

 

No wonder we see the abuse of power

The hate, violence, and exclusion by “the church”

No wonder there are wars and  rumors of wars

 

No wonder our faith systems are breaking relationships

Killing love

Creating division and enmity

No wonder we are not entering into healing relationships

with God, with neighbor, with stranger and enemy

with all creation.

 

Sacred, forgive us

Have compassion on us

Touch our hearts (and souls and minds)

So that we can love

With all our strength

 


Tuesday, October 15, 2024

Every sentient Being

I understand that God shows no partiality but in every nation, anyone who fears (is in awe of) God and does what is right is acceptable to God.

              Peter

 

… central to Christian life and mission is what we could call subversive or transgressive friendship – friendship that crosses boundaries of otherness and dares to offer and receive hospitality.

              Brian McLaren

 

When I knew only my own religion, I thought my savior was the only child of God. When I learned from other religions, I realized every sentient being is to be loved like a one and only child of our common source.

              Jim Rigby

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She stands there,

The water of some river, any river

Dripping from her clothes

Clutching her child, afraid yet hopeful

 

He stands there

Head awash with voices and sounds

The demons in his head confusing,

Immobilizing

 

She lies in the darkness

the victim of incest

knowing that at 14 she carries her father’s child

 

She walks fearfully down the street.

Her color, her features,

Her hijab

Her accent

Making her a target of hate

 

They are out there,

They

 

Hindu, Jew, Buddhist, Muslim

Christian

They

 

But they are people

More than that, they are Sacred, Sacred children

Precious souls

Precious in God’s sight

 

When we fail to see them at all

fail to see them as children of God

We make a grave spiritual error

 

When we see them as less

We compound that error

When we cause others to see them as less

We multiply that error

 

I believe nothing hurts the heart of God more

Then hearing someone demonize others

That nothing is more abhorrent to the Sacred than hearing

Someone lie about people

Minimize and marginalize people

Out of hate or fear

Ego or ambition

 

And nothing makes God sadder

Then watching some of God’s children

Cheer

As someone tears apart and endangers

Other of God’s children

 

It is not an accident

That Jesus was only intolerant of one kind of person

The intolerant

The judger

The demonizer

The excluder

 

It is the paradox of tolerance that the one thing most difficult to tolerate is intolerance

 

So what do we do?

As a political candidate tears apart people for his benefit?

As he [yes he] makes some people hate and fear other people

And some children of God wish other children of God harm

 

 

What do we do If we would follow the “friend of sinners”

Who welcomed all who would come

All who would come and sit down at table in peace and friendship?

 

We know what to do with those who have always been

Other

The immigrant, the gay man, the transgender woman

The person who is poor, or mentally ill

Or damaged by the world

We love, accept, welcome, care!

 

But what do we do with the privileged?

The powerful

The rich

Who live and preach intolerance?

 

I know we don’t vote them into power!

But what do we do with them in our minds and hearts?

 

How do we pray for them?

We cannot pray against them. 

We cannot join that parade (even though I sometimes do)

 

But we can pray FOR all those whom they endanger

Pray for safety, welcome and compassion to come their way

Pray that the forces that seek to destroy them

Be rendered harmless

 

And we can speak out for them for the voiceless ones.

We can point out the lies, and condemn the hate (not so much the hater)

We can refuse to be drawn into the vortex of hate

Into the abyss of racism and prejudice

 

And seek as best we can to love

To see the spark of the divine in each person out there

And seek to help others see that spark too.

 

The paradox of tolerance will always remain

And hate will never destroy hate

So all we can do is work, however imperfectly, using the power of acceptance and love

So that hate loses

And love wins

 

 


Thursday, October 10, 2024

the hostile identity

Once upon a time

In a country not that far away

A prophet came

Perhaps more than a prophet

Perhaps a God carrier

Perhaps Emmanuel, God with us

 

He came to a people

Who saw themselves as “God’s people”

Separate from others

From those unclean

 

It’s God and us against the world

And he promoted a new way

Yes, a way of change

 

A way in which one is washed clean

In the waters of repentance

 

He asked people to rethink everything

Including their hostility to the other

Their sense of separateness

 

He asked them to shift the way they treated those

Who were “not them” but were “other”

Not with hostility or resistance

But with kindness, generosity, empathy, and love (Luke 3)

 

This One helped people become new creations

And created a new way

A way of welcome, inclusion, and healing

 

And a tattered lot of misfits followed Him

And then

Those following him became “the church”

 

Which sadly,

instead of transforming the world, conformed with the world

and reclaimed the old formula

 

We are God’s people

God is hostile toward all who are not “us”

It is God and us against the world

 

And so our faith became marked by hostility

By confrontation

And exclusion

 

And hostility became hate

Hate led to many forms of violence

Spiritual

Emotional

Spiritual

 

This is not new

This is not the way of Jesus

 

This is exactly what Jesus has asked us to leave behind

The old way of separateness

And privilege

The old way of “us” and “them

 

Jesus calls us to solidarity

And reconciliation

To welcome and kindness

To generosity

 

We cannot baptize hate and bias

We cannot embrace control and coercion

Retribution and punishment

 

We must move instead from an oppositional identity (Brian McLaren)

To a benevolent, compassionate identity

 

Where we see ourselves not as different but as the same

Not as above but as equal

Not as separate, but as with

Not as against, but as “for”

 

This is not weakness

This is not compromise

This is difficult

So difficult that so very few have done it!

 

I want to have a compassionate identity

I don’t want to be the kind of follower

who is hostile

who sees others as enemies

who feels a need to dominate and control

 

I don’t want to embrace hate and violence

The way of lies and manipulation

And pretend it is the way of Jesus

 

I don’t want, in insecurity and fear

to hide behind hate

and pretend it is righteousness

 

I just want to follow

the way of fierce love

I want to follow Jesus


Monday, October 7, 2024

Today I go Down

John [the Baptist] defines the essential meaning [of Baptism] himself: he proclaims not a baptism of conformity, but a baptism of repentance, which means the radical, far-reaching rethinking of everything.

              Brian McLaren

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It lies in front of me.

Not sparkling nor clean, but muddied

By the chaos of dirty human bodies

Wading into its murky depths,

By the filth of dirty feet and soiled souls

 

He stands

This prophet, crying “Prepare”

Prepare the way for the Lord

 

And he calls me into the water.

 

Down I go

Down into that brown gloomy river

Down until I am completely buried

Like a body in a tomb

 

Down, breathless, and sightless

Until I burst forth

Into the bright hot sun

 

I have been called to leave everything behind

My old identity

My old ideologies

My old comforts and my old distresses

My successes and my failures

My privilege, pride, and ego

 

It is like a new birth.

The end of so much, the beginning of so much more

 

It is not easy to leave behind

Those things we have fused to, those identities we have crafted

Who makes us who we are?

 

It is painful to leave privilege behind

And safety

And power

 

But all those must remain, there in that watery grave

Or we cannot rise

 

For this new birth is radical

It is a reversal of everything.

 

What was good becomes bad,

What was sketchy and unacceptable becomes good

 

It is good to be poor

Good to be meek

Good to be humble, and kind

Good to serve others

Good to suffer, perchance to die

 

It is not that I am called to embrace a new identity

As much as to lay down all the old identities that have always defined me

White

Professional

Democrat, Liberal, American

Winner (and loser too)

 

The good the bad the ugly

It all must be washed off as I immerse myself in Christ

Living now inside Christ

Looking with his eyes,

Feeling with his heart

 

For it is as I die to my old identities

That I am freed (now being “in” Christ)

To rise with Christ

 

A ferocious death giving birth

To fierce love

And the possibility of restoration, reconciliation

And a new life


Monday, September 30, 2024

Fundamentalism

I want to be a fundamentalist

Oh, don’t get me wrong

I don’t want to be a doctrinal fundamentalist

I don’t to be someone who cannot look beyond the words on paper fundamentalist.

 

I want to be a lifestyle fundamentalist  

A person who imitates Jesus

 

It is not an original idea.

Francis of Assisi, Thomas a‘ Kempis

Had it long before me

 

I should have figured it out long ago

When Jesus said “Come and follow me”

He really meant it

 

When he said “I am the way”

He really meant it.

 

Be like me

This is the way to live.

 

But it is so hard

I mean all that stuff about

Selling all I have and giving it to the poor

(shouldn’t they work harder?)

Welcoming the stranger

(aren’t they dangerous, and coming to steal what is mine?)

Praying for those who persecute me

(they aren’t praying for me, at least not praying good things for me)

 

All that stuff about

Turning the other check

(I need that gun to protect myself)

Feeding the hungry, clothing the naked

(there just isn’t enough to go around, right?)

 

I have my excuses

Why following is dangerous, foolish, ineffective

I mean sure Jesus said all that

But that seems too weak and naïve for a world like this!!

 

But Sacred Love is not interested in my excuses

Yes, the cross is an ending for a fool

Yes, this way is dangerous

And costly

And illogical, going against everything my culture has taught me

About success, winning, safety, and privilege

 

But fundamentally

It is the way

 

And if I ignore it

If we all ignore it

 

Well, we see how that works.

As suffering immigrants are demonized and deported

And the poor are neglected

And children are shot at school

And the rich just get richer

And candidates appeal to us using hate

 

So fundamentally Jesus

I want to be yours

And I want to follow you

And walk your way

 

And I will suck at it!

And I will stumble, maybe even fall.

 

But I pray, Jesus, that I can persist

And be your person,

fundamentally


Friday, September 27, 2024

Flood the Zone with good

One of the strategies of authoritarians is to “flood the zone” with endless performative stunts, fabrications and lies, and ever-upped incendiary rhetoric to exhaust people. This is done so that we — regular citizens who are busy attending to our own lives — stop paying attention to current events, tune out, and then either don’t vote or waste our votes. And, of course, those same leaders want us to be quiet, to not speak truth in the public square or even to each other.

Last week, I was at an event at Georgetown University, hosted by my friend Jim Wallis, called the Test of Democracy. It was a good event with GREAT people who are giving their all to rise to this political moment. In effect, they are trying to “flood the zone” with goodness, truth, and genuine hope to counter the noise of the authoritarian nationalists…

 

When his weary, anxious friends asked him about the end of the age, Jesus told them not to be alarmed but to be ready. He wanted them to pay attention and look past their fears to see the intimations of the kingdom of God’s justice and love just beyond the horizon.  What does it mean not to be alarmed but to be ready in these treacherous advent days? I think it means finding friends, listening to the right voices, and continuing in faith, hope, and love.

 

That’s why many good people are standing up and speaking out.

 

Please don’t ignore everything that comes your way. I know there are so many essays and articles and podcasts about faith and politics right now. Every day, there are worthy causes and worthy candidates asking for money and resources in your email. It is hard to keep up. Hard to pay attention. The temptation is to stop paying attention. To the annoying things. And then to everything. It would be easier to hole up and hide for the next forty days. Because you are probably exhausted. That’s what the authoritarians want.

 

Look for and listen to those who are flooding the zone with goodness. Stay focused on caring for one another, encouraging each other, and strengthening courage in community. We can all make this advent journey together.

              Diana Butler Bass

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Storm warning!

The warning is clear.

Bad times are coming!

 

Prepare to be deluged.

Swamped

Overwhelmed

Drowned

 

They are coming for your jobs

They are eating dogs and cats

They are evil and violent

They are killing babies

They are Marxists

 

These are the worst times, times like no one has ever seen before

America is a $h!th*!@ country

We are a failing nation. We are a nation that is hostile to liberty, freedom, and faith.

We are a nation whose economy has collapsed …

whose stores are not stocked,

whose deliveries are not coming,

and whose educational system is at the very bottom of every list

 

It rains and it pours

The words flow from the mouths of those who would stoke fear

And intimidate

The hate rises like a flood

And we can barely stand and barely breathe

 

“Long as I remember the rain been comin' down

Clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground

Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun

And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain?”  (John Fogarty)

 

Who indeed?

We are weary!

And we tire of trying to stop the rain

 

Yet we are called to stand

To be alert

 

We are called to “flood the zone” with goodness, truth, and genuine hope

To look past our fears to see the intimations of the kingdom of God’s justice

and love

just beyond the horizon. 

 

We believe in the sun

We believe in the light

More, we carry the light

 

And we are called to shine

caring for one another,

encouraging each other

finding strength and courage

being a community of hope

that cannot be overcome

by the darkness


Sunday, September 15, 2024

Taking back the faith

I woke up thinking about the cross

I wear one

Small and worn

Purchased in an ancient cathedral on a rainy English day

 

We preach “Christ crucified”

“Pick up your cross and follow me”

 

How did they feel, those early followers

Who had seen the beloved die

Leaving behind bile and bloodstains

How did they feel about the cross

 

It was an instrument of terror.

A tool of tyrants

Used to intimidate, punish, and control

 

No wonder they used a fish

As a symbol of faith

“Be ye fisherpeople,” drawing people to God’s love

 

But then came the unlovely cross

Which shouted love and sacrifice

A giving up

A dying

 

And then the cross was transformed.

As the church was transform

From motley clusters of people preaching love

Relegated to the fringe

Out

To an instrument of the state

 

And slowly the cross too

Became a symbol once again of empire

A tool of the powerful

To intimidate, control, and punish

An instrument of terror

 

It was emblazoned on shields.

Carried by intense zealots in front of armies

Burned on lawns

Crusaders, conquistadors, and clansmen

Appropriating it

Jesus wanted to transform the world

More than conquer it

To fill it with love and peace

Lion and lamb, child and adder

 

But here we are

Crosses draped in flags

Adorning massive pickups

Showing up where hate is preached

And empire

 

Poor cross

 

My faith is not weak, or soft

I believe in the power of Sacred

And the power of love

And in the power of letting go, and giving

 

I believe that when Jesus said “Take up your cross and follow”

He was talking about expending one’s self for others

Giving one’s all for love

 

Even if that means selling all one has and giving it

To Haitian refugees in Ohio

Or that woman hugging her child on the border to Mexico

 

Even if that means turning the other cheek

 

I want the cross to remind me that “blessed are the meek”

And that justice and equity are more important than coercive power

And that people are more important than money

And that my faith is never, ever, ever to become a tool

Of empire

 

I want the cross back.


Thursday, September 12, 2024

Drinking Poison

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.

          Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

 

Not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and then waiting for the rat to die.

          Anne Lamott

 

Nursing a grudge only perpetuates the offender’s power over you. He continues to live in your head, reinforcing your frustration, polluting your imagination with thoughts of getting even. Don’t let him get away with that. He may or may not deserve forgiveness, but you deserve better than to waste your energy being angry at him. Letting go is the best revenge. Forgiveness is the identifying marker of the stronger party to the dispute. It is truly a favor you do yourself, not an undeserved gesture to the person who hurt you. Be kind to yourself and forgive.”

          Harold S. Kushner, Nine Essential Things I've Learned About Life

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It is that day

that day when we remember

the planes plowing into the towers

the destruction, chaos, and death

 

Especially death

We remember those who died

Too painfully

Too early

 

We cherish their lives and lament their lost

As we should

 

Moments like this are for learning

as they rip open our souls and our hearts

and challenge our minds

 

What can we learn about those who perpetrated such violence?

What can we learn about ourselves, and our contribution to this event?

What too can we learn from our response to this event?

 

What do we do when we return to this day?

 

It hit me hard, this day

As I watched the event on TV monitors in an airport

Preparing to board a plane to Washington DC (and then on to Azerbaijan)

A plane that never left

 

It made me angry

Pain tore through my heart as I thought of the people on those planes

And in those buildings

And thought of all the people who lost someone they loved.

 

And yes, there was hate, and fear too

 

I was forced to walk through the dark valley of death

My heart broken open, my mind in chaos, my soul aching

And Love led me

To a place where I could sit and look into still waters

And think, and feel

And see myself reflected back

 

I was changed

And emerged my heart bigger

Filled with compassion for those who were lost

But filled with lament too

For what we had done to help cause this

And even more lament for how we responded

For the damage we inflicted

 

I kept thinking about the cross, and the disciples

That was their moment of terror

When awful people brutally killed someone they loved

 

I am sure they were not just sad

But that they held in their hearts

A deep hate for those perpetrators

Those men who had driven those nails

And lift that cross into place

Who had mocked and pierced

 

I kept thinking about the cross

And the fact that the disciples did not keep returning there

They did not hang on to the cross in a negative way

They moved on

 

To the garden

They connected with a risen Lord

Who had already forgiven

And they (I think) forgave

 

The disciples were made better by the cross

Not worse

They were made more loving

More giving

More forgiving

More inclusive

 

They welcomed those very people

Them

Those Romans

Into the circle of love

 

I would like to think 9/11 made us better

But I wonder

 

As I see us nurture enmity

And see others as threatens

And listen to some demonize immigrants

As I watch us populate the world with military bases

And spend obscene amounts on the implements of war

 

And as is see us, every year, rip the scab off the deep wound

That was so terrible 

Feeling the pain, but not learning or remembering the lessons

 

The early church transformed the cross

Into something that brought healing and hope

There is something to be learned there

On this day

 

 

 


Saturday, September 7, 2024

Damn Lies

“Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”                  Fyodor Dostoevsky

 

If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed.

          Anon (not Hitler as often claimed)

 

God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and truth

The truth will set you free

          Jesus

 

The Truth Will Set You Free, But First It Will Piss You Off!

          Gloria Steinem

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It’s the lies, people

It is the lies

 

They come at us like driven rain

pelting us until heads down

we scurry for cover

 

and huddle in apathy

or stand helpless and cynical in resignation

or, perhaps

 

seek to resist

 

there are so many

the election was stolen

immigrants are overrunning our country

the liberals are communists

the conservatives are fascists

food costs have risen 60%, 70%

they are coming for your guns

 

they fill our minds like confetti

until soon we are confused

and overwhelmed

and can no longer distinguish the truth

around us

an no longer find the truth within us

 

and then we are lost

we trust no one, not even ourselves

we stop believing in anything

or we start believing everything

 

and we lose respect

for scientists, and scholars

teachers and leaders

everyone

even ourselves

 

but the great loss is love

we cannot open our hearts to the world

to those around us

we cannot love our enemies

or do acts of kindness to “the other”

 

when we can trust nothing

when we can trust no one

 

All we are left with is fear

and with fear comes anger

and with anger violence

 

personified

in a shooter blasting his (or her) way through a mall

or a school

in a politician obscuring, twisting, manipulating

 

we need truth

so let us start with one truth

God is love

And with another truth

All creation is an expression of that love

And with yet another

All human creatures are sacred children

Endowed with inalienable worth

 

there are such things as facts

the end does not justify the means

hate never, ultimately, wins

climate change is real

guns kill

 

and then there is this truth

 

If we love all that is Sacred

We learn to love ourselves

And can even love others

 

The truth is out there

we can see it, from time to time

in the eyes of a child

in the flight of a bird

in the sweet caress of the wind

 

when we seek it

insist upon it

embrace it

 

our souls are open

and we can worship

and we can love

the truth will indeed, set us free


Tuesday, September 3, 2024

Make things better

"If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader."

          John Quincy Adams  

 

When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, “Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I must stay at your house today.” 6 So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly….All the people saw this and began to mutter, “He has gone to be the guest of a sinner.”

 

But Zacchaeus stood up and said to the Lord, “Look, Lord! Here and now I give half of my possessions to the poor, and if I have cheated anybody out of anything, I will pay back four times the amount.”

          The Gospel of Luke

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Jesus changed people.

I am not talking about how he healed people

Or fed them

Doing for them what they could not do for themselves

 

I am talking about how he made them

Better

Peter, James, John, and all the disciples

Zaccheus

Nicodemus

The woman at the well

 

The stories are incomplete

Fragmentary

But we see the seeds of change planted

And sometimes bloom

 

I love Zaccheus

That man so little in so many ways

Suddenly becoming big

Moving from greed to repentance to restoration

Even generosity

 

I am reminded of the controversy

Around Angel Reese and Caitlan Clark

They are both outstanding in their own way

 

But what Caitlan seems to do that makes her amazing

Is make everyone around her better

 

In a small way reminding us

Of how Jesus works

 

I am not suggesting a shallow analogy here

Helping another person make more baskets

Or a team garners more wins

Is not the same as helping another

Overcome their personal demons

Or ushering in the kingdom of God

 

It is not that simple or simplistic

 

But I can’t help but think of Jesus and his disciples

Gathered in the Upper Room

Defeat looming

And of Jesus saying, “All right my righteous dudes (and dudettes?

Hers the plan”

 

I gift you, and you gift others

I forgive you and you forgive others

I empower you, you empower others

I protect you, and you protect others

I love you and you love others

 

Capisce?

 

In the Bible the One does a lot of stuff for the people of Israel

God frees them from slavery

Gives them manna

Even, we are told, gives them a land

 

A land dripping, nay flowing

 with milk and honey

 

but even in that story of conquest

from a time when tribes battled and lands changed hands

constantly

 

there was something more

 

“When you come to the land

when you no longer are warriors, but are farmers

you are to treat aliens and strangers

as neighbors”

 

The One blessed the people

So they could be a blessing

 

No, it is not all clean

No, it doesn’t always work

Yes, we often fail to learn the lessons

And fall into attitudes and behaviors that

Are not very Jesus

 

But when we connect with God

We get better

And we become people who make others

Better

And make their lives

Better

And make the world

Better

 

Which is another way of saying

When we love God

We learn to love others

And ourselves too