A friend reached out this a.m. after reading St Therese’s prayer. She has lost both her parents in the last few months. We chatted a bit about grief and asking for strength. She commented she wasn’t sure who she was talking to in her head, but that traditional beliefs did not have a presence in her life right now.
Completely understandable, we don’t feel very spirited in the wilderness.
It got me to thinking…
Faith. Does it matter what you are having faith in, or just that you are choosing to believe?
And which feels better right now– to project hope into a future positive possibility or to fear the worst?
Faith is seeing possibilities, not just problems. (What is a problem solver anyway? I think it’s just someone that believes in possible solutions.)
leaves a heartache no one can heal,
leaves a memory no one can steal.”
an irish headstone
Death On Friday
It’s a brutal day in the Christian calendar- one that can easily get jumped over to the hallelujah cheers of Easter Sunday. But of course, there is no resurrection without death; it is the yin to the yang of the whole story.
We all have stories of death and destruction. It’s part of human existence, and one of the laws of life, “The only constant is change.” Friends and family die, we lose touch, we grieve the loss of our nests and sometimes our nest eggs, our health and sometimes our happiness. And worst, our hope.
These painful times we encounter, and how we handle them, are ALL practice for that final letting go we will each face at the end of our bodily lives, as we enter into the great unknown.
“Father, into thy hands I commit my spirit,” said Jesus on the cross. A simple statement signifying true trust, devotion, and unconditional love. Perhaps that is why this whole journey we remember this week is called ‘The Passion of Christ.’ Such belief…
Khalil Gibran’s words in The Prophet help me better understand the meaning of this day – of unconscionable brutality and death- and to reconcile this idea of the Easter story as a love story, where pain, purpose, and passion are inextricably woven together.
Today is a solemn but good day for some spiritual consideration. Hopefully, find time for it…
“Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.
And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you to yield
Though the sword hidden among his
Pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste in the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth
so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and
caresses your tenderist branches that quiver
in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and
shake them in their clinging to the earth.
All these things shall love do unto you
that you may know the secrets of your
heart, and in the knowledge become a
fragment of LIfe’s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only
love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover
your nakedness and pass out of love’s
Into the seasonless world where you
shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.“
by Khalil Gibran
Some Good Ministers' Meditations on this Friday:
Dr. Tom Dickelman: Good reason to Call it Good Friday
Rev. Luke Back: The Celtic Cross I Wear On My Heart
The Pain of the Passion:
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