I'm not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don't get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I've got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I'm off and running, and I'm not turning back. (Phil 3:12-14 - The Message)
sermons and notes posted on this blog are not necessarily what came out of my mouth during the services, but they'll offer a sense my dance with the Holy Spirit while preparing to preach
Unattainable idols leaving you unfulfilled? Curious?
Seeking?
It’s unreasonable that God remains unknown. Overcome ignorance.
Open the eyes of your heart to see what Jesus
reveals about God’s fleshly and breath-filled intimacy with us all as well as
God’s desires for our relationships with each other.
Follow his Spirit into new life.
[ref: lectionary readings for Easter 6, Year A]
St Paul before the Proconsul by Raphael Sanzio, 1515
Jesus says, “Do not let your hearts be
troubled. Believe in God. Believe in me.” (John 14:1)
Through Jesus’ example we see God’s nature –
yearning for us to be whole and acting toward us all with justice, mercy, and
steadfast love.
We're invited to follow
living stones assembling into a holy dwelling,
serving as strong rocks
ourselves,
sharing nourishing and pure spiritual milk
(genuine in faith, hope,
and mutual love),
and helping others come to the many abiding places prepared
for us in God’s house, an unbelievably big abode in which there are more
hospitality suites and living rooms than we can imagine
On this fourth Sunday of Easter (Year A), imagining God as divine mother, in all sense of that... the challenges and the comfort. Bobby McFerrin: "The 23rd Psalm is dedicated to my mother. She was the driving force in my religious and spiritual education, and I have so many memories of her singing in church. But I wrote it because I'd been reading the Bible one morning, and I was thinking about God's unconditional love, about how we crave it but have so much trouble believing we can trust it, and how we can't fully understand it. And then I left my reading and spent time with my wife and our children. Watching her with them, the way she loved them, I realized one of the ways we're shown a glimpse of how God loves us is through our mothers. They cherish our spirits, they demand that we become our best selves, and they take care of us." (from 'Sing Your Prayers: An Interview With Bobby McFerrin' by Omega Institute:http://www.huffingtonpost.com/omega-institute-for-holistic-studies/bobby-mcferrin_b_1582043.html)
Bobby McFerrin's VOCAbuLarieS featuring SLIXS & Friends,
live in Gdansk, Poland at the Solidarity of Arts Festival, 17 August 2013
A Mother’s
Day Proclamation by Julia Ward Howe, 1870
Arise,
then, women of this day !
Arise, all women who have hearts, whether our
baptism be of water or of tears !
Say
firmly : We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies.
Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and
applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been
able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience. We, women of one country,
will be too tender of those of another country, to allow our sons to be trained
to injure theirs.
From
the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own. It says:
Disarm, disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood does
not wipe out dishonor, nor violence vindicate possession. As men have often
forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave
all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of council.
Let
them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead. Let them then
solemnly take council with each other as to the means whereby the great human
family can live in peace, man as the brother of man, each bearing after his own
kind the sacred impress, not of Caesar, but of God.
Don't the best appetizers complement the full meal to come?
Fruitful sparks can lead to a blazing fire when set within ready kindling.
Often we’re blind to resurrection and abundance all around us.
Even as our hearts hunger for what we read and hear, it’s not until they’re also fed through acts of hospitality and generosity, and when bread is broken together (particularly with those once considered strangers), that we’re able, even if only for a few lucid moments, to more fully ‘see’ the truth of Christ in our midst and taste the promise of belonging at God’s heavenly banquet prepared for us - and for all - who repent, forgive, and accept & share the gifts of the Holy Spirit as they’ve been shared with us.