I-thou and you

Today’s reading from the Gospel of Luke is a familiar one; Jesus is answering a lawyer’s query about what it takes to be saved, to secure eternal life – actually to ‘inherit’ eternal life. And Jesus instructs the questioner to read from the book, from scripture.  Wow.  Jesus is such an amazing teacher!  Isn’t it true that questions are best answered and understood when we discover we knew the answer all along?  That the answer was right there before us?

Jesus brilliantly points the lawyer to the book where this passage is read (from Deuteronomy and Leviticus):

27… ‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbour as yourself.’

And at that point, Jesus affirms and assures the lawyer that the right passage was read.  The lawyer has another question, though.  What exactly is a neighbor?  And at this, instead of pointing to scripture for the answer, Jesus teaches using the parable of the robbed man on his way to Jericho.

Hmm.  Eternal life – life with and alongside God – is inherited by loving God wholly – holy – all of who we are, HEART, SOUL, STRENGTH, MIND….and…wait for it – NEIGHBOR.  Loving God is not something we can do in isolation.  That love, though it resides inside of us  – in our hearts, souls, bodies and minds – can only be given to God, is only alive and animated by being in relationship.  There has to be an ‘other’ for our love to be whole, holy and offer-able to God.

Richard Rohr says it this way:

“In solitude, at last, we’re able to let God define us the way we are always supposed to be defined—by relationship: the I-thou relationship, in relation to a Presence that demands nothing of us but presence itself. Not performance but presence”

Interestingly, when I began a search for an image to attach to this post, I found many that illustrated the first four aspects of the love Jesus describes necessary for our Abba Father, but not one which integrated the ‘other’ aspect.  The image posted here is the only one that spoke to the fifth aspect of love that Jesus teaches.  The irony of the reminder this billboard alludes to is not lost on me, as if the “loving neighbor” aspect has been lost in the shuffle of an individually-focused – its’ all about me , personal salvation Christianity to the point that a clever billboard is the only way to breakthrough!  It seems to me we have a tough time comprehending that the necessary aspects of loving our God, Father and Holy Spirit requires an ‘other’.

Love.  Relationship.  I-Thou.  All of me connected to all of you.  In Him.  Of Him.  Following Him.

The Spirit has me thinking about all of this today, and most especially about you.  We’re in this together.

Praise Him.

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God’s time IS time

Just a quite whisper from the Revelation reading this morning about time – God’s time – from this verse:

8:1 When the Lamb opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour2And I saw the seven angels who stand before God, and seven trumpets were given to them.

Really?  About half an hour?  This phrase just jumped out and anchored the entire pericope in real-world time, loosening the passage from the dream-like, symbolic, figurative grip I’ve so often read and understood all of Revelation to be.

According to Barnes bible commentator nowhere else in the New Testament does the Hebrew word, hmiwrion occur. It is correctly rendered half an hour; and as the day was divided into twelve parts from the rising to the setting of the sun, the time designated would not vary much from half an hour with us.

What I’m left thinking about and praying about this morning is how I have so often used ‘in God’s time’ to buy time.  Like I’ve pushed the great big ‘ol pause button on the universal clock for things to work out as I pray they will and say to myself, “don’t get ahead of God – in God’s time xyz will happen.”  As if there’s a difference between time today and God’s time.

No, I can’t seek refuge in something that isn’t…God’s time IS time.  God’s time is NOW.

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Made in God’s image inside and out

Today’s post is a re-post – one I wrote earlier this year but didn’t publish here on this blog. It was written before I began to edit my reflections to shorten- so I apologize for the length and rambling nature of this one. 

The Spirit gave me lots to think about in today’s readings but what emerges at the top of the list is this:  humanity is created in God’s image inside and out and in every cell of our being we are made to be like God – not God, but like God.

I got here circuitously…a twisted bunny trail that began with a stop when I encountered a couplet in Psalm 17 that I understood on one level but suspected floors of understanding below the surface existed.

The first step onto this bunny trail was the idea of seeking meaning – a unique human attribute.  The gentle push onto the trail came from the psalmist’s use of a phrase I had never thought about before and was curious about (see later – I’ll get to the couplet eventually!).

So I went on a search – I sought meaning.

We are designed to seek meaning.  It is what distinguishes us from all the rest of God’s creation.   I have come to understand this drive as something woven into the very fiber of our being, intentionally planted into our DNA by our Creator.  For a long time, I’ve thought of this as the “God gene.”

And it seems to me that we find meaning in two places.  First in Creation, itself.  The tangible world and elusive time around us into which we are born, and that before us, and that after us – our particular life experience in the ONE universal experience of God’s creation.

The second place where we find meaning is in the Word, (Scripture, Jesus).  In Creation and in the Word, God provides answers, gives us a place to connect dots – find meaning – and come to know God as He comes to know us.

So back to the second psalm reading today that began this little trip.

It was a familiar phrase which I understood figuratively but not literally.  I had no idea from whence it came or how the images it conjured added up to mean what I knew it to mean.

Here’s the phrase:

Psalm 17:8   8 Guard me as the apple of the eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings

The apple of the eye most would understand as ‘a cherished one,’ though an image of an apple of the eye does not come to mind – just the idea.  The second phrase in the couplet, shadow of your wings is easily understood and I am able to SEE such a shadow.  But apple of the eye?  What IS that?

So I begin the search and find that the phrase not only has Hebrew origins but appears five other times in the Old Testament:

  • Deuteronomy 32:10   10 He sustained him in a desert land, in a howling wilderness waste; he shielded him, cared for him, guarded him as the apple of his eye.
  • Lamentations 2:18  18 Their heart cried unto the Lord, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thine eye cease.
  • Proverbs 7:1-2  NRS Proverbs 7:1 My child, keep my words and store up my commandments with you;  2 keep my commandments and live, keep my teachings as the apple of your eye;
  • Zechariah 2:8   8 For thus said the LORD of hosts (after his glory sent me) regarding the nations that plundered you: Truly, one who touches you touches the apple of my eye.
  • Sirach 17:22  22 One’s almsgiving is like a signet ring with the Lord, and he will keep a person’s kindness like the apple of his eye.

And all of these uses conjure the same thing – something (the Torah, commandments, WORD) or someone (Moses, Israel, God’s chosen) cherished above all others.

But, again, what IS an apple of the eye, literally, not figuratively?

According to Wikipedia and their translation from Hebrew to English, the apple of the eye “can be literally translated as “Little Man of the Eye.” This is a reference to the tiny reflection of yourself that you can see in other people’s pupils. Other KJV translations of the word include dark and obscure, as a reference to the darkness of the pupil. This Hebrew idiom is surprisingly close to the Latin version:  pupilla, which means a little doll, and is a diminutive form of pupus, boy, or pupa, girl (the source also for our other sense of pupil to mean a schoolchild.) It was applied to the dark central portion of the eye within the iris because of the tiny image of oneself, like a puppet or marionette that one can see when looking into another person’s eye.”

Fascinating.  The apple of the eye – a mini-me!  As in this photo I found of a photographer’s own reflection in their horse’s eye…look closely.

So, somehow the Hebrews in their seeking to find meaning, their  seeking to know our God, first of all came up with a word that described what they were seeing in the dark part of the eye when they looked upon another and then they used that word figuratively to describe how they understood God sees us, takes care of us, cherishes us.  We are, after all, made in God’s image… mini-mes… we are.

So, at this point I am satisfied with what I have learned from this phrase search.  I have a better understanding of what it is the phrase suggests literally and figuratively, but where does the word ‘apple’ fit in?  Why apple?  Why not fig, or planet, or puddle, or anything else that would suggest something round, dark, core, center, reflective?  Nothing in my short internet-based-only search offered an answer other than the Hebrew word, properly translated is ‘apple.’

Ah, an apple – rearing its provocative head.  It always seems to show up when things of meaning, knowledge, wisdom, deceit, good and evil are being discussed.  Yet, surprisingly,  the apple’s association with such meaning doesn’t emerge from the Hebrew Scriptures and the story of the tree of knowledge in the garden.

No, when Scripture was being translated by the Catholic church from Hebrew to Latin, theology (and that dreaded word, context) informed translation as much as anything.  At that time, (4 CE) the book of Genesis, among other things , was considered a revelation about good and evil and humanity’s choice to know, to be wise, to be like God at the invitation of the evil serpent.  So, eating from the tree of knowledge was about good and evil and the Latin word for evil is malum, and the Latin word for apple is also, malum – hence the forever link between apple and knowledge and evil.

Okay, so back to the bunny trail and the idea that we are hard-wired to seek meaning.

Praise God that He made us thus, so.  In Richard Rohr’s recent book on mature faithFalling Upward: A Spirituality for the Two Halves of Life, he speaks of the link between the seeking of meaning and happiness –  deep happiness – not the kind we casually associate with a moment in time.  He says,

 As the body cannot live without food, so the soul cannot live without meaning…some level of meaning was the only   thing that kept people from total despair and suicide during the Holocaust.  Humans are creators of meaning, and finding deep meaning in our experiences is not just another name for spirituality, but is also the very shape of human happiness (114).

So the search today has me wanting to know how to connect these dots:

  • knowledge and wisdom
  • being created in God’s image – ‘mini-me’ to the extent that we are hard wired for seeking meaning
  • seeking meaning means acquiring knowledge
  • acquiring knowledge includes, in part, being able to distinguish right and wrong, making judgments, like God, the serpent promised, mini-me?

And where I land at the end of this bunny trail is simply in a place of awe of the Word.  It forever feeds, teaches, and most importantly, reveals my God.  Who’da thunk it?

Apple of the eye emerging from the reflection of themselves our ancient brothers and sisters of Israel saw in the iris of the eye …a mini-me.  A phrase that speaks through the ages, helps me see and comprehend more fully that we are all created in His image – inside and out.

We are made in His image, inside and out.  We are sought to seek, to know Him so that we know ourselves OF Him.

Praise Him.

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God calling

I had a much overdue catch up conversation last night with a dear friend who is serving God’s church.  We went to seminary together for two years.  My friend not only completed the Masters, but was soon ordained and called as an Associate Priest to a very large parish on the other side of the country -a parish where our particular tradition was first planted.  And a parish that had seen its hey dey – like so many others – and was in desperate need to not only bring in new worshipers, but simply keep those who had joined the church at some point.

My friend’s first year has been tough in all the ways seminarians are taught to expect.  Tribes within a congregation.  Allegiances to personal pieties such as when to kneel or how the Eucharistic Prayer is physically animated by the Celebrant.  Then there’s the choir, and the Youth Leader (or not), the schedule on a Sunday morning, the way newcomers are welcomed.  And the list goes on.  And in seminary, there are courses dedicated entirely to these expected first year-and-more road bumps.  So my friend was prepared on an academic, even spiritual, level but the road bumps were so many that the hoped for ministry of unpacking the Word through preaching and revitalizing the presence of the Holy Spirit in worship lay at the roadside. There just wasn’t time.

And early in the first year my friend wondered what in the world God was doing such a mismatch it felt like.  My friend wasn’t there to maintain the status quo, didn’t believe that was the call.  Though grateful to have the position at all – the only full time Associate position in that diocese – my friend felt more like a place marker at best and a threat, at worst.  Not a contributor or a changer or eye opener – or as we read in Jonah’s story – an angel of the Lord sent to save the church, to proclaim, but treading water in what was a very stormy sea.

So for much of the year, my friend has considered this first-year ordained ministry experience a stepping stone and wondered where the next place would be, hoping (and praying) that it might be back on my side of the country where my friend’s family and friends reside.

Ah, but as someone said, “You want to make God laugh?  Just tell Him your plans.”

Which brings me back to our catch-up conversation.  A trying summer that involved both family drama, lots of travel, and serious illness had worked together to usher in a moment in which my friend was prepared to step into the broad place God had intended all along.  It was at meeting with the newly elected Bishop of my friend’s diocese.  The Bishop gathered all the clerics in the diocese together for a meet and greet and to begin to unpack, together, some of the key issues before the church.

It was there, in that moment, that my friend knew why it was in this diocese, this parish that they had been called.  My friend knew that it was by God’s grace and hand that the past year was not a stepping stone out of the diocese but preparation for this moment to speak up and out as a leader in this diocese and the parish to which my friend was called.

And as my friend described the Holy Spirit touch, described the moment and the aftermath, the joy, the certainty of the call  – at least for the time being – I felt it, too.  Felt my friend’s ‘knowing’ and gratefulness.

And then, this morning, Psalm 18 kicks of the readings and these verses

9 He brought me out into a broad place;
he delivered me, because he delighted in me.

20 The Lord rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands he recompensed me.

The Holy Spirit whispers again and reminds us all that to the broad place we are intended to go, all of us.   And about my friend, the Spirit whispers this morning, “God called. God called for a reason.  And now you know. And now you know why… because He delights in you!”

Praise Him.

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Flips and Currents, and Rebuilding

Orientation.  Disorientation.  Reorientation – Walter Brueggemann’s apt description for a life of faith, a life glorifying God, the Father.   And this is what the reading from Jonah had me thinking about this morning.  Jonah was with God, then intentionally separates from God, then God puts him in the belly of a fish to reorient him, where he cries out to God.  Here is Jonah’s prayer from the belly of the fish:

‘I called to the Lord out of my distress,
and he answered me;
out of the belly of Sheol I cried,
and you heard my voice.
3 You cast me into the deep,
into the heart of the seas,
and the flood surrounded me;
all your waves and your billows
passed over me.
4 Then I said, “I am driven away
from your sight;
how* shall I look again
upon your holy temple?”
5 The waters closed in over me;
the deep surrounded me;
weeds were wrapped around my head
6   at the roots of the mountains.
I went down to the land
whose bars closed upon me for ever;
yet you brought up my life from the Pit,
O Lord my God.
7 As my life was ebbing away,
I remembered the Lord;
and my prayer came to you,
into your holy temple.
8 Those who worship vain idols
forsake their true loyalty.
9 But I with the voice of thanksgiving
will sacrifice to you;
what I have vowed I will pay.
Deliverance belongs to the Lord!’

After just completing the lectionary readings, I had moved to the local newspaper where I read the front page story of the spectacular-to-see capsizing of a sail boat.  Not any sail boat – but an America Cup contender, the $8 million dollar towering Oracle catamaran designed to “fly on water.”  As I read the story of the crash and learned of the unique conditions that prevented the flipped boat from going anywhere but out to sea on a current no human effort could stop I heard the catamaran itself crying out as Jonah did, “You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas,  and the flood surrounded me.”  The crew and the rescuers had to let it go where the current would take it, and from there it would be recovered and the rebuilding would begin.

This happens to Jonah – to all us, no?  We are trashed, crashed, broken  – and not just once – and the path God puts us on – the current – will sweep us away until it stops where He ordains, and then we are recovered and the rebuilding begins again.

As a crew member of the catamaran says, “My coaches always say you learn a lot more from your losses than you do from your victories, and I think we learned some things today.”

Indeed.  My Coach says the same thing about life with Him.

Orientation (we are one with God), Disorientation (we are separated from God), Reorientation (we are anew with God).  The process repeats itself over and over.

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In today’s reading from Acts, Paul continues to plead his case for freedom in front of the emperor.  At one point, Agrippa says, “Are you so quickly persuading me to become a Christian?” 

It wasn’t that long ago that I saw and realized such language doesn’t appear many other places in scripture –  the language of ‘becoming.’  We BECOME Christians, we are not BORN Christians…we ARE (as in the verb, to be) humans at birth, children of God who become and grow into adults.

Duh?  Well, yes and no.  Something so obvious but it is helpful to be reminded by the Spirit that becoming a Christian requires something of me, just as becoming an adult does.  Though we may be an adult in age many of us struggle to live as one, with all the commensurate responsibilities, privileges  burdens and benefits of turning eighteen, then twenty-one.  The buck just doesn’t stop at those birthdays.  Aging into adulthood is not the same thing as becoming one.

And so as a Christian.  Many of us are baptized as infants and graced at that sacrament with the Holy Spirit but unless we participate in our own formation as a Christian, as a disciple and follower and believer in Him, the Spirit, though in us, perhaps struggles to animate our lives and inform us.

A child of God?  Yes.  Always.  A childhood-like trust and faith in Him?  Jesus wishes that for us. But for the Spirit to animate our lives, to transform our hearts and minds, we have to grow up, to participate.  Our childlike faith and trust in Him is nothing to take for granted.  The buck just doesn’t stop at baptism.  Becoming a Christian begins there.

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Just made me smile…

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Pax from the Comics Page

Sometimes the morning gets away from me  – often after a restless night sleeping and a huge ‘to-do’ list ahead of me –  instead of turning to the Word (the lectionary) for my first thoughts, I find myself at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and the daily newspaper.  An old-school-paper newspaper though nothing like pre-internet  editions so thin it is with anything to read of depth.

That being said, I do look forward to reading from front page to last, where the best is found – the comic pages – hands down the best section for a meaningful exploration of art, culture, politics and religion.  I have always appreciated the economy of comic strips – the blending of image and language to communicate one big idea.  One of my favorite comic strip creators said it so well.  The copy on the window panel?

I draw to support my writing habit.

Genius.

This is all to explain how though I began my day today with the newspaper and not the Word, I am yet grounded in His Word – and have been whispered to!

The Spirit speaks to us in so many ways, no?  God is everywhere – just friggin’ everywhere and in every thing, every person… and as obvious as that is to me at any given moment, it takes pulling my head and heart out of the sanctuary of the Word, church, or worship, to look around, see and re-know this again. My morning quiet time with the Word is not always where God will have me, but with me He always is.

And this morning it was at the Comics Page.  And I glanced upon a panel I don’t read often.  I share it here without any further rambling – don’t want to spoil the economy of the art.

Do you see what I see in this?  Do you hear scripture about vines, theology, salvation, performance vs grace, entitlement, knowing Jesus, US-THEM, et al?  For me and my little brain my head spins with the big ideas woven into this little panel.  And for the rest of my day I’ll be thinking about those ideas…as I make my way through a very long ‘to-do’ list with a peaceful disposition ushered in by the Comics Page this morning.

Praise Him.

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Whispers and Pictures from the Spirit…NOW

From Acts today, a sweet whisper reminding me to hang in there, looking to others to encourage and build me up through this continuing season of trial; to pause and not feel pressured to hear something that encourages others via this blog…no, I am to just pause, listen and be encouraged for today:

32And now I commend you to God and to the message of his grace, a message that is able to build you up and to give you the inheritance among all who are sanctified.

And to this whisper from the Holy Spirit is another gleaned from Richard Rohr’s work on the True Self.  The True Self that is at its core, one with the Holy One,  where I am known and loved and desire to live consciously and in the eternity of right now.

And to that whisper, this image from my favorite silly ‘ol bear, Pooh.  The quote:

“What day is it?” asked Pooh.

“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.

“My favorite day,” said Pooh.

This is where I am today…where the Lord has me.  For today.  For NOW – a most favorite  one.   Praise Him.

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No John Wooden, but a winning coach nonetheless

16 While Paul was waiting for them in Athens, he was deeply distressed to see that the city was full of idols.

I have come to realize that I push back at many of Paul’s teachings to the church because I see so much of it emanating from distress – the distress described here at the start of today’s reading from Acts.  Paul is forever distressed it seems to me and along with it, or perhaps the reasons for the distress, is a sense of urgency that final judgment was moments away.

I feel so little joy from him when he is proclaiming from the street corner.  His way of proclaiming the good news reminds me of the negative coach – the coach that insists it is only by tearing down the player that he will be able to motivate them to greatness; that it is actually his responsibility to instill fear in the player and that this will tap into the player’s potential.  The coaching method of a Bobby Knight vs a John Wooden, who couldn’t have approached his responsibility and coaching a player and team to greatness more differently.

In today’s reading Paul  just sort of gives up on these educated folks and offers them his summary judgment that if they don’t repent, well, they will be sorry.  A scare tactic, that’s what I so often feel from Paul.

In truth, it is not often that I end a scriptural reading from one of his teachings to the church – and he wrote primarily to the church, not individuals –  without sifting it through his contextual lens.  A lens that in the early years of his ministry was grounded in the belief that the end was at hand – literally within his lifetime.

I know better.  I know that the Holy Spirit infused Paul’s ministry and his letters then and now.  Just as I know the Holy Spirit is in the the historical novella, Esther, from which we read today; a fictional story within a historical framework intended to evidence the need for the oppressed to act shrewdly and boldly for justice to prevail.  A story, mind you, that never mentions God. Hmm.

But I also believe it matters that Paul’s particularity – his lens – his context, even his theology, his coaching style, if you will, – is considered if we are to truly hear what the Spirit is saying to us and to God’s church.

This is the rub when it comes to many of Paul’s teachings.  Most  were directed to the church, not individuals, but today are held up as literal standards for individual Christian identity.  And those, like today’s, that appeal to individuals are done so in the Bobby Knight way – you’re a wretch, you’re no good, you better turn to the God I know now or you’ll perish.  The Wooden way was so very different.  

And though nothing of what Paul judges of the Athenians, nor says to them is untrue, it’s a distressed, not joyful message that I would have had trouble responding to.

I suppose there is merit and intention in both ways – a Bobby Knight and a John Wooden, but under Bobby Knight I never would have found Jesus.

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