At this moment in my life I have no time for negativity. I have found that my witness does not work if I am constantly negative or snarky. This does not keep negativity from creeping in from time to time, but like fleeting thoughts during meditation, I try to acknowledge it and let it pass.
It seems that negativity has overtaken our culture. There seems to be nothing but bad news. Brokenness. Pain. Suffering.
Terrorist attacks, war, natural disasters, murders.
One glance at any news source paints a picture of a world that is in desperate need of some cheering up.
So we have things like this and this and even this.
We look for anything to cheer us up for a few minutes. And then it's over. And then we ridicule it and bury it in negativity.
There are entire television programs that revolve around making fun of popular videos and quasi-popular people. Tune in to one of these shows and you can laugh away your own pain and sadness at the expense of someone else.
This brings me to something I heard in the last few weeks that changes everything:
When interacting with another person just assume that they are doing the best they can.
If you meet someone who is different or other or "less than", try to remind yourself that they are (most-likely) doing the best they can in their specific situation.
There have been times in my life that I look back on and wonder, "What in the world was I thinking?" I can't know for sure what I was thinking, but I would venture a guess that I was doing the best that I could at that moment.
I just finished a great book by Jonathan Martin called "Prototype". The premise of the book is that Jesus is the prototype for the perfect human, in part because he is the Son of God, but also because he never lost sight of his "belovedness". When Jesus comes up out of the waters of baptism, God says, "This is my beloved."
The thing is, God calls us all beloved. We just have a tendency to forget our own name.
The world is so negative and the focus, more and more, seems to be on "spinning" the truth.
We create new avatars for ourselves online. We make ourselves into someone that we are not, mostly because we have completely forgotten who we are, but here is the Truth that doesn't need to be "spun":
You are God's beloved.
When you operate out of the knowledge that you are beloved by the Creator of the universe, in spite of your failings and missteps, there is nothing that the negativity of the culture can do to you. You have conquered the death that this world is trying to sell you.
This is the Good News:
You are loved. You are good. You are wanted.
When everything in the world pulls you toward negativity and shame, you can rest in the knowledge that you are beloved of God and there is nothing that anyone can do to change it.
If that doesn't cheer you up, maybe this will help.
God's place is all around us, it is in everything and in anything we can experience. People just need to change the way they look at things...when you forgive, you love. And when you love, God's light shines through you. Our love is an outward and visible sign of God's presence in our lives.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
reconciliation.
God is merciful .
This seems so obvious that it is almost pointless to write.
Here's a question:
Is it really that obvious that God is merciful? To the average person on the street, is it clear that God has mercy ready to go for them?
In my life I have done things that I regret. Many things. I have hurt people and acted foolishly. Over and over.
In my life I have also gone to many Episcopal worship services. At most of these services there is a moment for the Confession of Sin, where the congregation collectively confesses their sins (or corporately, if you want the seminary language). At the end of this confession "the Priest alone stands" and pronounces the Absolution (or forgiveness) of God.
So let's recap: I have done many things that I regret and committed many sins. I have also confessed my sins and have been absolved (forgiven) many times. That's simple enough. It's cut and dry.
It's not really that simple, is it? I would like to think that when you read that last section, your mind went to the unresolved mess of regrets (big and small) that you hold onto. If not, I congratulate you, good and faithful servant. If so, its good to see that we are in the same boat.
I would be remiss if I did not bring some scripture into this post, so I will start with the lectionary text from several Sunday's ago. The story of the two sons (or the Prodigal Son) is the classic reconciliation text. A son, who has committed a laundry list of sins, comes back to his father, repents, and is forgiven (in a very fantastic way).
Hold on to this story, I'll come back to it.
My biggest issue with confessing and being forgiven of sins is that I don't know where to begin. On top of that, confessing means bringing someone (or Someone) into the mess that I have created for myself. That last point has less do with my concern for others and more to do with my pride, but that's for another post.
The issue of not knowing where to begin when confessing is where we come back to the story of the two sons.
Something interesting happens when the father sees the son walking towards the house. Fr. Jim Papile says that the father most likely recognized the gait of the son and remembered him sulking as a child, causing him to immediately realize who it was sulking toward him. Before the son can even get close to the house, before he can begin the long speech he's devised to confess his sins, the father is running out the front door towards his son.
The son doesn't even get around to apologizing before the father forgives him. The mere act of returning home, of turning from the sin and walking back into righteousness is enough for the father.
It is the same way with God.
God is ready to forgive before we are ready to confess. When we ready our hearts but have no words, God is ready to forgive. As we sulk our way back home, ashamed of ourselves and unable to imagine forgiveness, God is running towards us - furiously trying to communicate the Love that God feels for us.
If I look up from my shame I can see that God is in front of me, waiting to embrace me and welcome me home.
God is ready to forgive, in fact it has already been taken care of.
The question is: am I ready to be reconciled?
Look up. God is running towards you. Open your arms and embrace the Love that has been there all along.
God's Peace.
CBG
This seems so obvious that it is almost pointless to write.
Here's a question:
Is it really that obvious that God is merciful? To the average person on the street, is it clear that God has mercy ready to go for them?
In my life I have done things that I regret. Many things. I have hurt people and acted foolishly. Over and over.
In my life I have also gone to many Episcopal worship services. At most of these services there is a moment for the Confession of Sin, where the congregation collectively confesses their sins (or corporately, if you want the seminary language). At the end of this confession "the Priest alone stands" and pronounces the Absolution (or forgiveness) of God.
So let's recap: I have done many things that I regret and committed many sins. I have also confessed my sins and have been absolved (forgiven) many times. That's simple enough. It's cut and dry.
It's not really that simple, is it? I would like to think that when you read that last section, your mind went to the unresolved mess of regrets (big and small) that you hold onto. If not, I congratulate you, good and faithful servant. If so, its good to see that we are in the same boat.
I would be remiss if I did not bring some scripture into this post, so I will start with the lectionary text from several Sunday's ago. The story of the two sons (or the Prodigal Son) is the classic reconciliation text. A son, who has committed a laundry list of sins, comes back to his father, repents, and is forgiven (in a very fantastic way).
Hold on to this story, I'll come back to it.
My biggest issue with confessing and being forgiven of sins is that I don't know where to begin. On top of that, confessing means bringing someone (or Someone) into the mess that I have created for myself. That last point has less do with my concern for others and more to do with my pride, but that's for another post.
The issue of not knowing where to begin when confessing is where we come back to the story of the two sons.
Something interesting happens when the father sees the son walking towards the house. Fr. Jim Papile says that the father most likely recognized the gait of the son and remembered him sulking as a child, causing him to immediately realize who it was sulking toward him. Before the son can even get close to the house, before he can begin the long speech he's devised to confess his sins, the father is running out the front door towards his son.
The son doesn't even get around to apologizing before the father forgives him. The mere act of returning home, of turning from the sin and walking back into righteousness is enough for the father.
It is the same way with God.
God is ready to forgive before we are ready to confess. When we ready our hearts but have no words, God is ready to forgive. As we sulk our way back home, ashamed of ourselves and unable to imagine forgiveness, God is running towards us - furiously trying to communicate the Love that God feels for us.
If I look up from my shame I can see that God is in front of me, waiting to embrace me and welcome me home.
God is ready to forgive, in fact it has already been taken care of.
The question is: am I ready to be reconciled?
Look up. God is running towards you. Open your arms and embrace the Love that has been there all along.
God's Peace.
CBG
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