“God is the unconditional love and forgiveness that Jesus reveals, but God is also the energy that lies at the base of everything that is.” – Ron Rolheiser, OMI
We often forget that God loves us way before we ever come to meet God. The Greater Good in life is achieved with action. The price is innovation, education, and collaboration. Nothing good comes on its own. Osmosis is not an operating model for a compassionate world. Think of the seamless garment of the Universal Christ and Compassion. Have we been spending a lifetime patching a quilt together versus a seamless garment?
“Where there is love, there is no labor.”
If we think about how we can see Christ in everything and every – one, how much more joyful would our lives be at work, at home, and in our neighborhoods?
Even though at the time we ‘feel’ like we have to “work” at loving, it is why we call it a “labor of love.”
I sometimes think as we continue on our journey, the path of contemplation and action, we want others to join us, hoping they can see the countless benefits we see, but we must remember we can’t force someone to ‘see.’ BUT Never underestimate the power of planting the seed. The joy of planting these seeds knows no season!
“Leave this chanting and singing
and telling of beads!
Whom dost thou worship
in this lonely dark corner of a temple
with doors all shut?
Open thine eyes and see
thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller
is tilling the hard ground
and where the pathmaker
is breaking stones.
He is with them
in sun and
and his garment is covered with dust.
Put off thy holy mantle
and even like him
come down on the dusty soil!” – Tagore
And in conclusion, I watched the live stream of Rachel Held Evans funeral and was struck by the Benediction:
“Blessed are the agnostics. Blessed are they who doubt.
Blessed are those who have nothing to offer. Blessed are the preschoolers who cut in line at communion. Blessed are the poor in spirit. You are of heaven, and Jesus blesses you.
Blessed are those whom no one else notices. The kids who sit alone at middle-school lunch tables. The laundry guys at the hospital. The sex workers and the night-shift street sweepers. The closeted. The teens who have to figure out ways to hide the new cuts on their arms. Blessed are the meek. You are of heaven, and Jesus blesses you.
Blessed are they who have loved enough to know what loss feels like. Blessed are the mothers of the miscarried.
Blessed are they who can’t fall apart because they have to keep it together for everyone else. Blessed are those who “still aren’t over it yet.” Blessed are those who mourn. You are of heaven, and Jesus blesses you.
I imagine Jesus standing here blessing us because that is our Lord’s nature. This Jesus cried at his friend’s tomb, turned the other cheek, and forgave those who hung him on a cross. He was God’s Beatitude— God’s blessing to the weak in a world that admires only the strong.
Jesus invites us into a story bigger than ourselves and our imaginations, yet we all get to tell that story with the scandalous particularity of this moment and this place. We are storytelling creatures because we are fashioned in the image of a storytelling God. May we never neglect that gift.
May we never lose our love for telling the story. Amen.”