A. Unabashed Pacifist:
It’s in the book: “How can you love God without loving your neighbors?”
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
No matter how real, how deep, how sublime our experience of you, when it comes to putting the experience into words, when it comes to expressing the meaning of you in our lives, metaphor is the only means of doing so. That is also true of other profound experiences we have, but it is most obvious when we try describing your presence.
Who is like unto you? To what can you be compared? We know the answer, but we try anyway.
And some of the metaphors seem apt. To a degree you are like the image of a father or mother that many of us carry, or a shepherd, a judge or a king. I wonder if we should add doctor to the list. At least it doesn’t automatically connote male in our days.
Isn’t it fortunate, and a little odd, that we never connected you with the image of priest or preacher? Sadly, in our culture, there’s no decent image of servant.
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“Dad thought the stable was fine as a place for my birth, but Mom still says it had no flow to it.”
[Mary needed weaning from HGTV? No. He never said this.]
D. Blog: Tuesday Haiku
God stands over all.
We stand under divine care.
May we understand.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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