Compassion

Vantage…

Facing the ocean from the walk above or the sand upon the beach it’s easy to stay in place and feel content, and to do so without anywhere near the effort taken to get there. Not only that, but also to slide toward becoming removed from reality—all the lives that exist in various states on and all around the beach and the city or town that encompasses it—and the opportunity to take a life-giving part in it. It’s interesting to think about how swiftly one can be transported to “a world without cares,” with the sound of each wave that breaks upon the shore or the refreshing feeling as each wave washes over everything in its path.

Now, what’s it like to imagine that perhaps this (being caught up in the surroundings) is what it was like for the rich man in the Gospel according to Luke (chapter 16, verses 19-31), before he died?

When we read the Gospel for the Twenty-sixth Sunday in Ordinary Time (below), we learn that a poor man named Lazarus was a constant fixture at the rich man’s door. However, we are not told anything about an interaction(s) between the rich man and Lazarus. This is likely because what matters more than whether the rich man was unaware of, ignored, was indifferent to, or held disdain for Lazarus, is the distance that his worldly aims and wealth put between his ability to help and his desire to do so.

While the rich man was alive, he experienced what is sold in today’s world as “the good life.” However, it led him to becoming insulated from a complete picture of reality (not everyone has it good). And without that, it’s understandable that it would be harder for him not only to choose more wisely, but also to recognize that his openness to, and desire for living in ways that are generative had become diminished.

Neither the rich man nor his brothers could learn from the past (Moses and the prophets), not because the knowledge and wisdom wasn’t available to them, but because their hearts were divided. This—the chasm—is what prevented them from receiving the grace they really needed and making choices for the greater good.

May we be more aware and set our hearts on God to strip away the falsehoods that lead us astray, and to close the chasm that pulls us apart.

Jesus said to the Pharisees:
“There was a rich man who dressed in purple garments and fine linen
and dined sumptuously each day.
And lying at his door was a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores,
who would gladly have eaten his fill of the scraps
that fell from the rich man’s table.
Dogs even used to come and lick his sores.
When the poor man died,
he was carried away by angels to the bosom of Abraham.
The rich man also died and was buried,
and from the netherworld, where he was in torment,
he raised his eyes and saw Abraham far off
and Lazarus at his side.
And he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have pity on me.
Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue,
for I am suffering torment in these flames.’
Abraham replied,
‘My child, remember that you received
what was good during your lifetime
while Lazarus likewise received what was bad;
but now he is comforted here, whereas you are tormented.
Moreover, between us and you a great chasm is established
to prevent anyone from crossing who might wish to go
from our side to yours or from your side to ours.’
He said, ‘Then I beg you, father,
send him to my father’s house, for I have five brothers,
so that he may warn them,
lest they too come to this place of torment.’
But Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the prophets.
Let them listen to them.’
He said, ‘Oh no, father Abraham,
but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.’
Then Abraham said, ‘If they will not listen to Moses and the prophets,
neither will they be persuaded if someone should rise from the dead.'” – Luke 16:19-31

With Kindness…

Breaking hearts,
Breaking hope.
Acting without thought.
Wondering without feeling.
What kind of way is that?
What kind of life is that?

Dribbles and drabbles,
The weight of punches and kicks,
Bit by bit and day over day,
Knocking down,
Breathing threats,
And more than wrath.
What gives?
Who?… No, what is being satisfied?
How much? How many?
Will it ever be enough?
Even the mirror turns away.
Come on now,
Wake up and try to see.
That’s no kind of life.
That’s no kind of way.

Take a roundabout,
But stop somewhere in the middle.
Make a life, make a way.
Swim upstream for a change.
Make it new, make it better.
Ask for courage, take in grace,
Wash away the mud.
Stand next to, and up, for those in need.
That’s the way to travel,
Kind—that’s the Way to Life.

You cannot serve both God and mammon. – Luke 13:16

I Believe…

I believe that sometimes society seems to be hanging by a thread, but that’s not all I believe…

I believe that God creates similarities, differences, and various dimensions intentionally, rather than carbon copies, or only one kind or way of being.

I believe freedom resides within and is a gift from God entrusted to each, to do with as one wills—as in free will.

I believe that it’s up to each to choose for themselves that which affects, most especially, oneself.

I believe and, also trust, that God has more wisdom than all of us together, seeing things we cannot see and understanding in ways which humans simply cannot.

I believe that to love like Jesus is to love like God—with great depth and breadth, yet personal and unique onto each of us as if we were the only one.

I believe that where hearts and minds are open to the Spirit that is Holy, unity and diversity not only live, but also thrive.

I believe that true victory does not rob others from choosing for themselves, and that what some may celebrate as a “win,” God does not.

I believe the compassion and mercy of God is all encompassing, and that clearly humankind’s is often not.

Most of all, I believe that the greater glory belongs to God, all of “this” will fade away, and that ultimately, through the hearts that are willing, God’s unifying way of love, compassion, and mercy prevails.

I believe that sometimes society seems to be hanging by a thread, but maybe sometimes that’s what we need to be.

And Mary kept all these things, reflecting on them in her heart. – Luke 2:19

Now, Then, and Once Again…

Every day, no matter where on the face of the earth one might be, there is a source of natural light, whether it be from the sun, moon, stars, or one Aurora or another. Even though, depending on the clouds, it may seem otherwise, there is always a form of natural light that is present. And whether one is a night owl or a day person, or anywhere between, one way or another, there is light to be experienced, and it is pretty much constant.

As with natural, or pure, light, the same constancy exists with the Holy Trinity. That is, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In the unity of which life is begotten, truth arises, and authenticity is born. So, one might ask, where does faith come in?

Faith is built by the experience of connection. What, and how, one connects with the world around them, often influences the direction of belief for all involved. This is why the greatest commandment, the one upon which everything else depends, is “to love.” Love connects us to the Holy Trinity, all that is truly good, and is the way in which an individual has the greatest impact. The opposite is true as well. For example, when people are asked to think of interactions they’ve had and that stand out the most, what often comes to mind are situations where they felt uplifted and supported or ones where they felt demeaned or disappointed. At the core of these experiences and what follows from them, is the impact of love or the absence of love, and faith tends to lean that way as well.

When one strives to love as Jesus did, faith becomes evidenced in action that is inspired and generative. We move from sole interest to the interest of all souls—love, patience, kindness, compassion, mercy, and so on. The Holy Trinity is transformative in that through the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, we seek to live in unison and life, like light and truth, becomes a testament from good to better, to even better yet.

Glory be to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

Therefore, since we have been justified by faith,
we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,
through whom we have gained access by faith
to this grace in which we stand,
and we boast in hope of the glory of God.
Not only that, but we even boast of our afflictions,
knowing that affliction produces endurance,
and endurance, proven character,
and proven character, hope,
and hope does not disappoint,
because the love of God has been poured out into our hearts
through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us. – Rom 5:1-5

On Balance…

Tomorrow, March 20, 2022, is the vernal equinox, giving those of us in the Northern Hemisphere an even split between day and night and marking the beginning of spring. It’s not often we experience such balance in a day. In fact, it only happens twice a year on the vernal and autumnal equinoxes, and given the pace of life, the light of these days likely slips by without much notice.

The thing that’s interesting though, is as with many happenings in the natural world around us, there’s a message or lesson they hold. The vernal equinox can serve as a concrete example to not only bring equity and balance to heart and mind, but also perhaps to provide an experience we can all relate to, no matter where we are, and in doing so, on some level, restore a sense of harmony.

Take some time to absorb what is often the background as we go about each day—nature. Bring it to the forefront. Next, as you look around, consider your life. Where do you find balance and harmony? In what ways do you experience the Lord as kind and merciful in the hours of both the day and night? How are you inspired?

Bless the Lord, my soul;
all my being, bless his holy name!
Bless the Lord, my soul;
and do not forget all his gifts,
Who pardons all your sins,
and heals all your ills,
Who redeems your life from the pit,
and crowns you with mercy and compassion,
Who fills your days with good things,
so your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
The Lord does righteous deeds,
brings justice to all the oppressed.
He made known his ways to Moses,
to the Israelites his deeds.
Merciful and gracious is the Lord,
slow to anger, abounding in mercy.
He will not always accuse,
and nurses no lasting anger;
He has not dealt with us as our sins merit,
nor requited us as our wrongs deserve. – Psalm 103: 1-10

More than a recipe…

I did not learn to make hummus, with just the “right” amount of fresh garlic, salt, and lemon juice by eating it, reading a recipe, or watching my mother make it over, and over again. Rather, I learned by taking what I saw, remembering what I had tasted, and trying to make it myself, over, and over again. After all, the most helpful way to learn is by ongoing, active observance, repetition, participation, reflection, and openness to growth.

While experience is key, it is interesting that oftentimes as experience increases, awareness to room for improvement can lessen, or even disappear. With that, it may be more than tempting to take moments and situations for granted, rote, or with a “nothing new here” spirit. However, even the process of washing, rinsing, and repeating, holds newness and opportunity with each turn.

In the Gospel according to John, a week later, when the disciples were still locked in the room, Jesus appeared again (Jn 20:26). What was it like for the disciples who had seen the risen Jesus the first time he had appeared? Was it just a been there, done that, repeat for them, or were they able to experience the second appearance in a new or deeper way?

What was the attitude in the room? Were the disciples who had previously seen Jesus able to receive this visitation as being as much for them as it was for Thomas? To whom was Jesus speaking when he said to Thomas, “Have you come to believe because you have seen me?”

In the Gospel according to Mark, chapter 16, verse 11, it is written that when Mary Magdalene told the disciples that the risen Jesus had appeared to her outside the tomb, they did not believe without seeing either. Did the disciples remember this, when Thomas said, “Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands and put my finger into the nailmarks and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.”(Jn 20:27)?

What did Thomas think, when Jesus said to him, “Have you come to believe because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and have believed.” (John 20:29)? What did he feel? Perhaps, he felt bad that he did not believe what he had been told by the other disciples. Or, perhaps Thomas felt joy that Jesus heard his need, and responded to it, allowing him to experience the risen Jesus himself.

After all, whether making hummus , dealing with faith, or anything else for which there may be “recipes” or popular thought, there is always more than what is on the page, for “Experience is the teacher of all things” (attributed to Julius Ceasar).

In all times, but most especially in those that are challenging, we must consider experience, both our own and that of others. What has it been like? Do we remember the times and places where we have doubted, questioned, or disagreed, and, do we extend the same courtesy, patience, peace, and understanding that Jesus extends to us, to others?

On the evening of that first day of the week,
when the doors were locked, where the disciples were,
for fear of the Jews,
Jesus came and stood in their midst
and said to them, “Peace be with you.”
When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side.
The disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord.
Jesus said to them again, “Peace be with you.
As the Father has sent me, so I send you.”
And when he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them,
“Receive the Holy Spirit.
Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them,
and whose sins you retain are retained.”
Thomas, called Didymus, one of the Twelve,
was not with them when Jesus came.
So the other disciples said to him, “We have seen the Lord.”
But he said to them,
“Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands
and put my finger into the nailmarks
and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.”
Now a week later his disciples were again inside
and Thomas was with them.
Jesus came, although the doors were locked,
and stood in their midst and said, “Peace be with you.”
Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands,
and bring your hand and put it into my side,
and do not be unbelieving, but believe.”
Thomas answered and said to him, “My Lord and my God!”
Jesus said to him, “Have you come to believe because you have seen me?
Blessed are those who have not seen and have believed.”
Now Jesus did many other signs in the presence of his disciples
that are not written in this book.
But these are written that you may come to believe
that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God,
and that through this belief you may have life in his name. – John 20:19-31

Catch It…

The love and mercy of God in all its brilliance,

Shines through to the heart that seeks it,

Captivating and enfolding it in all its glory,

Sending it forth with more than a shimmer,

Of the beauty that is Truth.

CatchIt

“For God delivered all to disobedience, that God might have mercy upon all.” – Romans 11:32

Merci…

Over the past week, each morning has brought with it, the singing of birds in the backyard and surrounding areas. Their music, coming in the minutes prior to any alarm clock or sleep timer signifying the need to get going in a “time is running out” kind of way, has been mostly a pleasant way to move from sleep toward movement into the happenings of the day, and the ongoing heaviness of the times in which we live. Listening as the birds sing their tune, gratitude arises.

It is as if, the birds are trying share anticipation and excitement for the day. It is as if they are trying to say, as Maya Angelou wrote so beautifully, “This is a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.” They sing, and sing some more.

While hearing their songs more prominently in the morning, before the air starts to become filled with waves of other sounds along the way, when I listen carefully, I remember that they also sing all throughout the day. When I look more carefully, I can clearly see. Sometimes they fly, sometimes they perch, and other times they soar. Certainly they have their quiet moments too. Then there’s night, when silence comes. Yet, it seems, whatever darkness night may hold, still when morning comes, they sing their praise… trusting that the gift of the day, and the One who has granted it, is far greater than whatever may be in store.

May the God of all peoples, and all creation, inspire a song of thanks and praise at the start of each day.

May the God of mercy and compassion, inspire a song of love and care for, and to, all, throughout each day.

May the God of all peoples, and all creation, inspire a song of thanks and praise at the mid of each day.

May the God of comfort, peace, and strength, inspire a song of faith, hope, and trust at all moments throughout each day.

May the God of all peoples, and all creation, inspire a song of thanks and praise, at the end of each day.

Red

On the evening of that first day of the week,
when the doors were locked, where the disciples were,
for fear of the Jews,
Jesus came and stood in their midst
and said to them, “Peace be with you.”
When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side.
The disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord.
Jesus said to them again, “Peace be with you.
As the Father has sent me, so I send you.”
And when he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them,
“Receive the Holy Spirit.
Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them,
and whose sins you retain are retained.” – John 20:19-23

Through and through…

In the closing days of the Christmas season, as the last of the lights are taken down and decorations put away, it can seem like the good feelings of Christmas are also packed away. However, the Spirit of Christmas, Love, is within us, all the time.

It is written in Psalm 29:

The voice of the Lord is over the waters,
the Lord, over vast waters.
The voice of the Lord is mighty;
the voice of the Lord is majestic.

Like the Spirit of Christmas, the voice of God, is not something that can be sealed in a box and put away. It reaches far and stretches wide, beyond what one can imagine. The Apostle Peter was inspired by it when he stated, “In truth, I see that God shows no partiality. Rather, in every nation whoever fears him and acts uprightly is acceptable to him” (Acts 10:34-35).

In Scripture, it is also written:

The heavens were opened and the voice of the Father thundered:
This is my beloved Son, listen to him. – Mark 9:7

What would everyday life look like, if each of us envisioned every other person as being chosen by God? What kind of impact might there be if the Spirit of Christmas… the Spirit of God… the voice of God was the music carried around, listened to, and shared in thoughts, words, and deeds, as much as possible, each day?

Henry David Thoreau wrote, “Love must be as much a light as it is a flame.” It is intended to burn bright, and to be both given and received.

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Neighbors…

Over the years, I have been fortunate to witness as well as to experience, on many occasions, the care, kindness, and concern of neighbors. While the word “neighbor” may conjure the image of those living in closest proximity, in actuality, regardless of location, preferences, opinions, etc. any fellow human being or living thing is neighbor. Thinking of both those next door and those far away, through countless occurrences and interactions, it seems that, certainly, one of the greatest gifts to come with each heart is the ability to feel compassion and express mercy. However, whether or not one is locked-in and striving to live from this God-given capacity, allowing it to influence thoughts, words, and actions, is another thing.

In the story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10), the one who may have been least expected to do so, the Samaritan, is the only one to rise to the occasion, allowing the Spirit to lead him. He stops at the sight of the victim, placing emphasis on his fellow human being (his neighbor) who is in need. He does the proper thing, rather than the easiest or most convenient thing. He seeks not revenge, nor to add insult to injury, but to lessen the blemish made by the robber, also a neighbor. In doing so, he does his part to let the light of God within him grow and shine, and in turn, he is helping, through the grace of God, to keep the one that seeks to cast down humanity at bay.

There is not a flower that opens, not a seed that falls into the ground, and not an ear of wheat that nods on the end of its stalk in the wind that does not preach and proclaim the greatness and the mercy of God to the whole world. – Thomas Merton

2Daisy

There was a scholar of the law who stood up to test Jesus and said,
“Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”
Jesus said to him, “What is written in the law?
How do you read it?”
He said in reply,
“You shall love the Lord, your God,
with all your heart,
with all your being,
with all your strength,
and with all your mind,
and your neighbor as yourself.”
He replied to him, “You have answered correctly;
do this and you will live.”

But because he wished to justify himself, he said to Jesus,
“And who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied,
“A man fell victim to robbers
as he went down from Jerusalem to Jericho.
They stripped and beat him and went off leaving him half-dead.
A priest happened to be going down that road,
but when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side.
Likewise a Levite came to the place,
and when he saw him, he passed by on the opposite side.
But a Samaritan traveler who came upon him
was moved with compassion at the sight.
He approached the victim,
poured oil and wine over his wounds and bandaged them.
Then he lifted him up on his own animal,
took him to an inn, and cared for him.
The next day he took out two silver coins
and gave them to the innkeeper with the instruction,
‘Take care of him.
If you spend more than what I have given you,
I shall repay you on my way back.’
Which of these three, in your opinion,
was neighbor to the robbers’ victim?”
He answered, “The one who treated him with mercy.”
Jesus said to him, “Go and do likewise.” – Luke 10:25-37