God is chalk full
of surprises. The question is - are we
able to see? Faith development,
spiritual growth is just that – it is process not a one hit wonder – not a magic
pill. It isn’t magic in that way. I have a pretty dramatic and radical
experience of the divine. In many ways
it looks to many, and at times even to myself as if I suddenly went from being
broken, abuse victim with a hole in my soul – to having an experience or
encounter with the sacred that made me whole - an now life is good, wonderful,
prosperous etc. I call this “don’t worry be happy”
theology. My life sucked, took the Jesus
pill, now life is full of sweetness, light and delight. I’m diabetic so sugar is not my friend – now what?
Last week we took
a bit of the proverbial apple of knowledge.
Only to discover how good we had it before we knew how good we had
it. Snap the shit just got real. In discovering the questions and exploring
the infinite possibilities we find ourselves playing in the mud. The consequences to which can bring benefit or
destruction. The earth brings many
healing properties and the minerals found in the land are also found in our own
bodies and need to be replenished. Making
mud pie can be fun. Mud also can contain
harmful parasites that invade & kill our bodies. After playing in the mud it is always good to
shower or bath and change.
So once again we
discover death by knowledge. Except didn’t
we say Jesus was the resolution. Now we
can be clear – perhaps. Jesus dies for
sin, is then raised again – to/for what?
“Jesus saves” “Jesus died for you” “Jesus forgives you.” Saves? – from what or why not prevent? Died for me? – how does Jesus dying have
anything to do with me? Forgives? – for what
being born – deciding to be tortured by the people responsible for taking care
of me? After a child plays in the mud a nurturing
parent helps to clean the child, teaches the child how to clean up after
themselves, and mops up what the child missed & provides a clean outfit. And soon they move on to a new activity – how
about playing with the crayons.
And so out of the
grave Jesus comes to play. He has handed
me a new set of crayons, and given me the choice of a number of ways to use
them, in coloring books those where the pictures have rigid lines, and those
that the edges aren’t so clear, all the way to blank sheets of paper to create
something original. The picture that is
in my imagination is fluid, full of
depth, texture, color, vibrancy and contrasting elements of light & dark,
fire & water, earth & sky. I’m
not sure even the piece of paper is enough – what if I want to color on the
wall – it could use some color. I think
crushing a little sand into the paper would give it texture don’t you? Uh-oh – I just ripped the paper. Oh – look over there paint – how about a
mural. Yea – a mural of depicting the
spirit of my favorite healing plant - cannabis.
Oh – set in a party celebrating the resurrection. Oh- wait what if I painted it on the side of
the church building.
Jesus has a box of
colors for you and wants to play.
1 comment:
Pressing that 'love it' button. :-) The child within can rescue the adult, even if the adult thinks that nothing can save him or her.
Love & Peace
Ama
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