We will focus on maintaining order by sanctified violence instead of moving toward a higher order of love and healing—which is the very purpose of the Gospel. I forget from whence that came, but there it is...my vision for me; i.e., to move toward a higher order of love and healing.
Interestingly, these past few weeks, I am meeting my vision in my daily life only it is wrapped in invitations to fight...or to resist at any rate.
I have walked away from one situation, accepted an invite into another, and whoa! look out, Nellie, here comes a demand for sanctified violence. Mentally my fists are already raised, my tongue is already spring-loaded, and my feet are already heading for the door. This situation looks to be more resistible than the first one.
Clearly, I am proving to myself that avoidance is just another form of "sanctified violence" because there surely is no love or healing there.
I tossed and turned most of last night pondering being denied by friends, being accused by foes, being punished, and saying not a word. Somewhere around 3:00 AM, I got the great gift of realization that that is impossible to me. Not just the doing, which is obviously out of my plain-old-people reach, but it is impossible for me to mentally grasp, to get it, to realize it. So I spoke my piece to the Lord: If I could get that, I would have by now...knock yourself out, Lord...this one's on you. And I slept.
Fr. Richard Rohr's "Daily Meditation" this morning has this line: We must be led to an experience or situation that we cannot fix or control or understand. That’s where faith begins.
And the Lord didn't even have to knock himself out, wasn't even heavy lifting for him...he just lets drop the message we need when and where we can and will freely recognize it as ours.
God is so good to us...always and all ways.
Thank you.
I tossed and turned most of last night pondering being denied by friends, being accused by foes, being punished, and saying not a word. Somewhere around 3:00 AM, I got the great gift of realization that that is impossible to me. Not just the doing, which is obviously out of my plain-old-people reach, but it is impossible for me to mentally grasp, to get it, to realize it. So I spoke my piece to the Lord: If I could get that, I would have by now...knock yourself out, Lord...this one's on you. And I slept.
Fr. Richard Rohr's "Daily Meditation" this morning has this line: We must be led to an experience or situation that we cannot fix or control or understand. That’s where faith begins.
And the Lord didn't even have to knock himself out, wasn't even heavy lifting for him...he just lets drop the message we need when and where we can and will freely recognize it as ours.
God is so good to us...always and all ways.
Thank you.
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