Are We There Yet?

A. Unabashed Pacifist:

Peacemaking begins with my neighbors.

B. Unabashed Christian:

Holy One,

Interrupt my complacency with calls to serve you in causes of justice, mercy, peace and truth.
Interrupt my fear with encouragement to risk new ventures and dream bold visions.
Interrupt my sorrow with happy memories and bright hopes for the days ahead.
Interrupt my routines and boredom with excitement over the joy of living.
Interrupt my weakness with the sense of your spirit working in and through me.
Interrupt any smallness in me with the grander purposes you outline.
Amen

C. Un-quoting Jesus:

“Are we there yet?”

[Traveling with his parents to Jerusalem? Not in English.]

D. Blog: Images of God, all Incomplete

We use limited images and names to describe some of how we experience the Divine. In our better moments, we are under no illusions that our symbols are God, or could ever capture the Absolute Mysterious. We know that our limited human language does not have the capacity to describe God. But, also in my better moments, I delight in hearing new ways the other people experience the Holy One and attempt to share their experience; their visions enhance my own. They help shine a light on the dark glass through which I view the immensity of the eternal. They open the curtain a little wider so that I have a fuller view, and I see, not a bad wizard, but an awesome Divinity.

In my best moments, I meet God in spaces beyond images and names. In music, in nature, in laughter, in compassion and companionship – when the Sacred captures me in an embracing love that causes words to fall away in futility. In the silence, the Word comes to make me whole.