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Father’s suffering…

02 Saturday Jul 2016

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God wraps Himself in “Night” and makes it Light! He reveals Himself with, in and through our sufferings. (from our perspective, we see only night, He is thinking about how to reveal the Light of His Love to each of us, through each new tragedy! I was at 911, and felt His compassion on all sides. His Endless Tenderness in all directions!)
I felt the same sense when at 911—God was there feeling each death, each body hurling through the air, and somehow allowing it also. He was in true pain though. It was not an absent God at all. It was as if, He had to allow this to happen, but was so regretful or sorrow-full, that it was necessary in order to reveal His Love to us. God literally allows Himself to wear Night in order to show us The Light. Can you see how much I am suffering and present with each person falling? That’s who I am. I didn’t want this to happen, but if this is what it takes to awake you to my Love….(Also, I’ve caught every one of these in My Own Hands forever—My Own Tender Palms embrace and welcome each.)

02 Saturday Jul 2016

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God wraps Himself in night in order to reveal to us The Light!

29 Wednesday Jun 2016

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Studying my favorite gospel telling of the great story of Jesus, by St John this morning—the friend of Jesus who knew more of His biography than most, and could quote John the Baptist, as an eye witness—impressive. Today got these commentaries by William Barclay which will fill out my series.
 But, this warning was on the back cover, which felt very ironic and funny, given the fact that this gospel asks us to become born again like spiritual kids, in order to understand and enter The spiritual Kingdom-that child like faith in His Grace is the key to eternal life. The orange warning also seems a bit legalistic to me—what if I did separate this set, would i lose my understanding of this gospel? Here is the mystic writer, who simultaneously talks, throughout his writings, tenderly and simply as a parent to children, to all those who want to approach and grow up into friendship with Jesus, calling us children of God.
 You would think you wouldn’t want to keep this one away from children-especially small ones! It’s little things in life which keep me laughing! I realize it was probably more about the plastic than the gospel, but it still made me laugh! Needed that.
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Wisdom’s Fruit!

29 Wednesday Jun 2016

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Wisdom’s Fruit:
Thinking this week about what or in whom Wisdom is…and how to be implanted with it’s ways. Looking at the hermeneutics of fruitfulness! Judging or interpreting the value of things by what types of fruit they have born. This is true in looking at people, government, politics, or personal decisions in the present. Or in reflecting on a person’s life.
Nice quote i came across today from some fruitful saint:
“Wisdom is known by her children, as Jesus told the people in Luke. The types of fruit we bear (creatively, in terms of projects and business, ministry, and in terms of our relationships with people and the earth) in and with our lives are obvious afterwards, once we have planted our spiritual seeds in the lives of others and those around us….the parts of ourselves we have moved in Wisdom bear good fruit. This is the law of fruitfulness.
 The parts or aspects of our lives which moved in Wisdom’s ways-indicated most overtly by love-bear good fruit in others, forever!
 This is why we cannot judge correctly in the moment, but have to look at the whole process leading towards the harvest of the fruits—then we can separate out the best pares and lemons, figs and apples, or grapes of righteousness….the choice fruit. A tree is known and interpreted by its fruit! Gentleness, kindness, patience, thinking the best of others (or recognizing what they potentially really are) etc…are the fruits we are looking for in order to interpret or evaluate the tree!
 We each are implanted with the fruits of the Spirit (listed in Galatians and elsewhere), and we each are called to plant them in the world around us. “
Or as one saint asked when making an important life decision:
“Does this bear the bad fruits of fear hatred and suspicion, separation, isolation, dis-integration, or does it bear the fruits which lead us to the wholeness of Love?”
 It’s a fruity calling to follow Christ’s way or path, and fruitful, hopefully, despite us. Let us be those who become and bear good fruit in this life! Let us be fruitful and multiply. Let us be fruity!
 What types of fruit are we bearing in our personal and collective lives, and what types of fruit are we becoming, as a person, as a family, a neighborhood, or as a nation, and as a global community? Anyway, I’m enjoying considering the metaphor of fruit this week, especially because it is very hot in Texas, and actual fruit is helping keep us going!

The gospel according to John!

27 Monday Jun 2016

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The gospel which John wrote is unique!
First the tone of the gospel of John reflects, and is centered in his friendship with Jesus while on earth!
Unlike the other gospels which give you more of the facts, the history, the progression of the life and times of Jesus, John gives you the Reality—the signs, the wonders and all the good eternally practical stuff. Then walks you out into where it is actually happening. Gotta love mystical writers—i.e. those who spend lots of time in the spiritual realm in order to interpret and give meaning to the natural realm.
John had that balance.
 While Peter focuses us on the spiritual continuum of living hope, which the prophets learned and lean into, based in Jesus future actions on our behalf, John takes us into what He is doing now, and in the past, and in the future, so we can encounter a true context for purpose and meaning daily down here. In this sense, it is the most practical of the gospels. But in an unusual way.
His friendship with Jesus was his basic spirituality. He was a friend of Jesus (Jesus even gives him care of His own mother from the cross), so it makes since, that he went where Jesus was after He died on earth. He went to heaven and kept hanging out with Jesus as a friend. That was the nature of their relationship!
Thus, he wrote from heaven and earth about his good friend. So, we have a very unique revelation of the nature and life of Jesus in John’s writings! I relate to that way. The spirituality of St John makes sense to me. It’s a spirituality based in true friendship and intimacy. That is his challenge for us in our own personal relationship with Jesus as well. Can we become friends with Him, in such a way, He can lean over and tell us what He is really thinking feeling doing etc….
  There is no distance in John’s gospel between him and Jesus—they are close. So he starts out with the Cosmic Christ who was there from the beginning, then ends up in the book of Revelation, with the future Christ intervening still with humanity. This revelation is based in friendship. So John stayed with Christ after He died and was resurrected. It is interesting that God let him live a long time as well, and appears to be one of the few apostles who was not martyred, but lived out his life into old age. Maybe Jesus just wanted to be with Him on earth for a longer time than most.
This gospel is unique and authentic linguistically as well.
   It is the gospel of Jesus the Logos, Jesus the Son of God, Jesus the bringer of Grace and Truth, Jesus the one to follow after John the Baptist pointed to Him. This is a gospel centered geographically around Jerusalem rather than His Galilee ministry, and filled with the signs of Jesus while on earth! Here is the unique way of faith emphasized rather than law. Faith as a new way of entering the realm of God and His Kingdom.
 John’s personal spirituality of friendship allowed this vision or knowing to be recorded. It is for this reason a great gospel, and unique in emphasizing certain aspects of Jesus personal life few writers touched or knew, or could express so poetically.
  Here is the gospel of the tactile smell of perfume being broken over Jesus’ feet—a sensuous telling of Jesus’ Life on earth; and in John’s letters we see this tactile quality as well– of seeing touching the actual Logos who became flesh and dwelt among us, as a human being like us and with us.
  The one he describes as The Light coming into the darkness. The Logos become flesh. The one who came into humanity which rejected him. Here is the son of man and son of God combined. As Jesus and John were friends on earth and in heaven.
In this way John’s personal spirituality is uniquely challenging for us to know Jesus as friend on earth, and as heavenly King simultaneously. To be both very down to earth, and living in heaven at the same time in our relationship with Christ. To know Him as both Cosmic Christ and Jesus our friend who washes our feet. As Jesus the wine maker (Cana’s miracle is only mentioned in this gospel). Here is a writer who is both mystic and very practical pastor, caring about the daily needs of others.
  Eugene Peterson called John a theologian, poet and pastor. That’s about right. For John was a God-thinker, who had a baptized and prophetic imagination, and a carer for real people with real earthly needs! All three are reflected in his spirituality and writings! And we are challenged to emulate all three aspects in our own lives as well!
  We have so much to learn from John’s practical and mystical spirituality about friendship with our Divine and very on earth Lord Jesus!
  Each gospel has its nuances of who Jesus really was and is; but this one is particularly revealing of the Identity of Christ, and worth a deep and encountering meditation!
When we look at the four gospels we have to interpret the personal spiritualities of the writers—what their unique relationship with Jesus was like.
 We need to sense what part of Him they were intimate with and could therefore reflect and express best. We have Luke the doctor historian, Mark the careful recorder, Mathew the thorough etc….each had their unique way of reflecting different dimensions of who Jesus really was, and is! And there are windows in each of the beautiful multifarious Nature of Christ in each. We do well to peer through each window to know more of the endless Identity of Our Lord and Savior who came to earth and dwelt among us as a real friend and king, and made us children of His Father, and brothers and sisters with Him.
   Often people think of mystics as impractical people, but in St John we have quiet the opposite–a very practical mystic concerned with, as he wrote, revealing the true nature of who Jesus was, is and will be always!

a fuller version of that welcome thought

23 Thursday Jun 2016

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Contagiously welcoming…pow wow morning blessings…
Awoke to a group of native americans across the street, at the widow’s home, doing traditional pow wow songs—wow! Thought at first it was in my head or heart actually, as I have native american blood, and often hear music in my heart when lamenting or even when praying, but turns out they were celebrating their tribe and teaching kids how to play the talking drum! And sing the old lament and joy songs of their tradition.
Needed that. Such ancient lament, community and joy all in one circle of sound, and that music carries you somewhere very ancient, and you sense many generations present in grief and joy-you are no longer alone is sorrow. Certain songs feel like direct prayers. I grew up in North Carolina and my great grandmother was Cherokee. So those songs guide their way into my heart, lots like Irish and Klezmer music, or maybe all true worship which is grounded in real suffering and authentic hope, does.
I miss that way—that “bright sadness” as, the priest, Richard Rhor would call it (music, which slowed down works for funerals, sped up, for weddings-i relate to that way!, as my klezmer friends put it) they still carry as a people group. That ministered to my heart. Thinking also of my friend Debbie’s and mine shared Cherokee blood, and each of our spiritual heritages. Blessed me. One of the ladies was from North Carolina…We met a lady who is the organizer of the largest pow wow here in Texas. She invited us, and welcomed us. Felt very special on this week of grieving a friend. Thanks for that.
Made me start thinking about the gift of invitation into the human family, and how certain people, like our friend Debbie who passed this week, or people groups, or even certain nations, have that gift of invitation or welcoming you in, making you feel part of the family! In the light of the refugee crisis, feels even more prescient to move in the blessings of welcome.
I’ve experienced it with my Jewish friends, my Irish friends, Native Americans, the Moravian community we grew up next to, and a few other people groups—who carry that welcome banner, you are part of the human family. Come home, join us as long as you want to. And I definitely experience it with The Jones family.
Anyway something about the contagious inclusion this morning within that music, and the still kindness of the woman’s eyes who invited us in, reminded me of what it feels like to be welcomed, even by a song and the dance of children, or a friend—whatever color, age, or cultural heritage, we turn out to be one family of humans in ever occurring need. Or in ever re-curring need!
Made me thankful for friends who have offered that way of welcome to me, over the years, and challenged to continue to make room at whatever table I’m sitting at, for whomever shows up. The gift of making people feel not just invited in, but really desired, truly included in The Beloved conversation. That’s a great healing gift for us all. Knowing we are loved somewhere matters in life. That we belong somewhere. The ministry of belonging.
That music had that in it today, as well as at least three generations of absent but very present performers, I could sense. You could hear the mother’s and father’s voices who came before, and which will come afterwards….
True family makes the whole thing work, despite ourselves. It’s one of the “higher metaphors” as the great theologian and artist, George MacDonald would put it. The Jones have carried that for many. Thankful again today, and to be awakened by the sound of an ancient drumming of welcome to our hearts today!

Pow Wow morning…

22 Wednesday Jun 2016

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Contagiously welcoming…pow wow morning…
Awoke to a group of native americans across the street doing traditional pow wow songs—wow! Thought at first it was in my head or heart actually, as I have native american blood, and often hear music in my heart when lamenting or even when praying, but turns out they were celebrating their tribe and teaching kids how to play the talking drum! And sing the old lament and joy songs of their tradition.
Needed that. Such ancient lament, community and joy all in one circle of sound, and that music carries you somewhere very ancient, and you sense many generations present in grief and joy-you are no longer alone is sorrow. Certain songs feel like direct prayers. I grew up in North Carolina and my great grandmother was Cherokee. So those songs guide their way into my heart, lots like Irish and Klezmer music, or maybe all true worship which is grounded in real suffering and authentic hope, does.
I miss that way—that “bright sadness” as, the priest, Richard Rhur would call it (music, which slowed down works for funerals, sped up, for weddings-i relate to that way!, as my klezmer friends put it) they still carry as a people group. That ministered to my heart. Thinking also of my friend Debbie’s and mine shared Cherokee blood, and each of our spiritual heritages. Blessed me. One of the ladies was from North Carolina…We met a lady who is the organizer of the largest pow wow here in Texas. She invited us, and welcomed us. Felt very special on this week of grieving a friend. Thanks for that.
Made me start thinking about the gift of invitation into the human family, and how certain people, like our friend Debbie who passed this week, or people groups, or even certain nations, have that gift of invitation or welcoming you in, making you feel part of the family! In the light of the refugee crisis, feels even more prescient to move in the blessings of welcome.
  I’ve experienced it with my Jewish friends, my Irish friends, Native Americans and few other people groups—who carry that welcome banner, you are part of the human family. Come home, join us as long as you want to.
  Anyway something about the contagious inclusion this morning within that music, and the still kindness of the woman’s eyes who invited us in, reminded me of what it feels like to be welcomed, even by a song and the dance of children, or a friend—whatever color, age, or cultural heritage, we turn out to be one family of humans in ever occurring need. Or in ever re-curring need!
Made me thankful for friends who have offered that way to me. The gift of making people feel not just invited in, but really desired, truly included in The Beloved. That’s a great healing gift for us all. Knowing we are loved somewhere matters in life. That we belong somewhere. The ministry of belonging. That music had that in it today, as well as at least three generations of absent but very present performers. You could hear the mother’s and father’s voices who came before, and will come afterwards….

What we are engulfed in…

21 Tuesday Jun 2016

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The Texas Sky is also helping out this week! He drew my attention to this today, in the skies above our home—a broken Father’s heart. He loves us even more than we are capable of loving ourselves or one another!
We often think of our own grief but rarely His, as a ministry friend said to me this week. They are meant to work in tandem so ours get’s shaped more as and by His. I liked that way of putting it. Not denial of our pain, but it becoming an opportunity to be formed more deeply by His. Nice.
 Or, as one monk i’ve been reading lately who was particularly tuned into to listening to God through nature said, “Even when a sparrow falls, there is a ripple in heaven’s heart, even more when an angel, or saint passes. We are engulfed in active expressive care.” Nice.
Also these passion flowers exploded into bloom this week (first time I fell in love with them was on the Camino trail many of us walked together years ago in Spain—love their bombastic and exotic declaration of Life, so we planted them all over our fence!); they just popped on our land this week, made me feel fireworks of hope. None of us are ever left as orphans! Just a couple of His “thousand of thoughts daily” towards us today! It’s the little enormous things…

Today’s little blessings….

20 Monday Jun 2016

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Today’s little blessings…
Today at our local convenience store, the lady behind the counter, who has blessed us many times, noticed the color of my t-shirt, and that my heart was open and grieving something. She said, you have a tender strong heart, and will be given whatever you need. She noticed the color of my shirt, even though the graphic on the front was very busy. She wasn’t distracted by it, but discerned the content of where I was at today. Today was a bit windy as well, which helped. Made me want to write a thanks poem:
Thanks
Today, that you saw my t-shirt was red (my heart was read)
and didn’t merely read the font, meant a lot.
I was grieving that day, a close friend’s death…
We are all tossed into and around in this wind
and we return again on the right day—That Day!
Still, while here, we need someone to see us
as we are, little kids crying, wearing our colors, and waiting to come home.

The value of good grieving…

20 Monday Jun 2016

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Reading from Henri Nouwen’s book again today—the one he somehow published after he died (an impressive stunt!)….
“If you grieve well, the spiritual eternal seed of that other person’s life gets well planted both in yourself and others! This is why the bottom of grief is joy! The bottom of sorrow is a dance of hope, but we have to receive the gift through mourning. They are tethered together-grief and joy. We suddenly find in ourselves the hope of that person’s life having been lived, and so still blooming in us.” That helps. If we grieve well we run into or find that person’s spiritual gift-what their life really represented-for us all! In this case, belonging, true motherhood… Like that idea. Feels true. The idea here is we can and are meant to meet more of God through grieving another person’s life. And in this way, that person becomes a living seed of life in us, which keeps blossoming! A gift which keeps giving! It’s our responsibility to receive that gift well—that is, into the good soil of thankfulness.
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