tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56187804785185465402008-03-24T13:05:06.433-04:00fpcbSacredSpaceAlisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-82946880509244958102008-03-24T13:02:00.003-04:002008-03-24T13:05:06.556-04:00Christ is risen!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">He is risen indeed.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What is a greater gift than to gather with sisters and brothers and celebrate the defining moment of our faith?  The extraordinary event of the resurrection of Jesus Christ is the foundation upon which we live and breathe and have our meaning on earth.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">May we live into the resurrection more and more each day-- to the glory of our God-- Father, Son and Holy Spirit.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Amen.</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-16855079886693500392008-03-22T14:22:00.003-04:002008-03-22T14:32:23.362-04:00being Christian by night...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I felt a bit sad as I opened my little purple <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Sacred Space</span> book today for the next to the last reading. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">The spine on it is broken, I've put bits and pieces of interesting newspaper clippings in it.  It looks quite a bit different than the shiny crisp booklet I opened on Ash Wednesday.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I wonder if I look any different-- spiritually-- than I did when I began this Lenten prayer practice?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Today's passage is about Joseph of Arimathea quietly coming to get Jesus' body and provide a proper burial for Him.  John makes quite clear in his account (19:38-42) that Joseph of Arimathea was a secret follower of Jesus.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And our friend from early in Lent '08, Nicodemus-- who met with Jesus in the night to ask him his burning questions-- is here again in the night as well.  This time, to prepare Jesus' body for burial.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Am I a willing Christian by night, but a reluctant Christian by day?  Does it matter to me what people think of me-- and my faith in Christ?  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Tonight as we gather for our annual Easter Vigil service, we will gather to tell our story-- a story recorded in Scripture-- the story that gives us our name and our identity:  Christian.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-69555125344427493142008-03-20T21:14:00.003-04:002008-03-20T21:21:29.423-04:00around the table<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R-MMhW8uX1I/AAAAAAAAABs/UwVYATKhqF0/s1600-h/rustic+bread+%26+cup+jpg.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R-MMhW8uX1I/AAAAAAAAABs/UwVYATKhqF0/s200/rustic+bread+%26+cup+jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179997763641696082" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tonight our Maundy Thursday Scriptures focused on times that God's presence, truth, power and compassion were revealed in that sacred space found around the table.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It amazes me how many times God "joins" us around the table.  Or speaks to us in terms of food.  Or uses imagery of feasting to convey the sense of tremendous celebration-- and feasting is communal activity.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">It amazes me how many times God "joins" us around the table-- even tonight God made His presence known in the sharing of the bread and the cup.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Thanks be to God for the table and for those God brings around that table to share the meal of remembrance together.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-33107793716644252062008-03-19T13:00:00.003-04:002008-03-19T13:06:26.236-04:00a long journey in the same direction<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Today's passage from Isaiah 50:4-9 is in the voice of the "suffering servant," who has "the tongue of a teacher," listens to and obeys God, keeps moving forward, faces suffering and adversity, trusts totally in God.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">A dear friend reminded me earlier this week that Jesus is present whether or not I am conscious of Him.  Further, she pointed out, in all situations where I am worrying or anxious, Jesus is already present and at work, whether or not I see Him.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Can I live today trusting in the ongoing, active presence of Jesus whether or not I am aware of Him?  If so, how does that trust change how I see myself, my role in the world, my minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour, day-by-day living?  </span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-61851798839655528522008-03-13T07:26:00.002-04:002008-03-13T07:34:25.007-04:00praying together<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R9kRNuZ-s5I/AAAAAAAAABk/dx3QWxD0QUU/s1600-h/parched+sand+w:grass.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R9kRNuZ-s5I/AAAAAAAAABk/dx3QWxD0QUU/s200/parched+sand+w:grass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177188174132065170" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">One of the tremendous privileges of being a follower of Jesus Christ is being together with other followers to pray.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Last night, several of us gathered at the church for Lenten prayer.  Kris led us in a time of quiet, Scripture, reflection, gratitude and intercession.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">When I think back on yesterday this time of prayer was a highlight of my day-- probably my week!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">God felt very close and I delighted in God's presence as I experienced it in the real presence of my sisters and brother in Christ.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Thank you, Kris, and all!  May you know God's love and care this week.  I am thankful this morning for YOU.</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-82016550561731092252008-03-09T09:25:00.003-04:002008-03-09T09:45:39.462-04:00good morning, Jesus Club!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R9Pp8OZ-s4I/AAAAAAAAABc/coFRzYUgUT4/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R9Pp8OZ-s4I/AAAAAAAAABc/coFRzYUgUT4/s200/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175737617647317890" /></a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I'm so glad you are in church today!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">In our Scripture reading for today (from John 11), Jesus says, "I am the resurrection and the life."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">What do you think of when you think of "life"?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I think of breathing air in and out, I think of green grass growing and I think of little Nigel!  He is so lively and full of life.  I know Nigel would love to be here at Jesus Club with you today.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Please create a post and tell me what the word "life" makes you think of!</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-64094035030908517492008-03-04T10:15:00.002-05:002008-03-04T10:25:51.204-05:00believing and starting on the way...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Yesterday's reading-- about the royal official who approached Jesus because his son was ill and close to dying (John 4:46b-54)-- stuck with me all day.  This man begged Jesus to come and heal his son.  Jesus responded by saying, "Unless you see signs and wonders you will not believe."  And the man makes no excuses, but simply says, "Sir, come down before my little boy dies."</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Jesus then said to the man, "Go; your son will live."<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And it was the following phrase that struck me:  "The man believed the word that Jesus spoke to him and started on his way."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This man who moments earlier was begging Jesus to come to Capernaum to heal his dying boy, takes Jesus at His word and starts out on his way back.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What was that walk like for the man?  What did he feel as he took those first steps, then as he continued on the long journey (which the passage indicates was at least a day away)?  Did he wonder if he should turn around and make Jesus come with him?  Or was it a march of confidence and peace?  Scripture does not tell us.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">It made me think about how I often want a sure guarantee from God that I can put my hands on before I am willing to start out on my way.  I want proof that a venture will work out before I begin taking risks.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Where in my life do I need to "believe the word that Jesus spoke to me and start on my way"?  How about you?</span></div></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-5615194153127008482008-02-23T09:51:00.004-05:002008-02-23T09:57:35.910-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R8A0VH0hRmI/AAAAAAAAABM/YcOIz1DRvSM/s1600-h/oops+sign+jpg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R8A0VH0hRmI/AAAAAAAAABM/YcOIz1DRvSM/s200/oops+sign+jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170189909702559330" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I woke up this morning and realized I'd skipped my Sacred Space time for yesterday.  So today I read two Scripture readings-- yesterday's and today's.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I know <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">why</span> I forgot yesterday.  Had to drive Nigel (our dog) down to my sister's house on the Cape very early in the morning so she can dog-sit him while we're gone for a couple of days.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I was trying to "beat the storm"-- left the house around 6:00am and so lost my usual early morning time to pray and reflect.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It's hard to find that time again once it's lost.  The day plows onward and before I know it, my head hits the pillow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">What do you do when you miss a day or two?</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-70950891798643619282008-02-21T09:03:00.002-05:002008-02-21T09:08:37.731-05:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">On the pages for this week, Feb 17-23, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Sacred Space</span> book says, </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">"In prayer we are reminded rather than changed."  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I'm not sure I agree with this. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Partly because I know I need <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">changing</span> much more than simple <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">reminding</span>. It's true, I do "forget" about God sometimes when I am particularly stressed, but prayer does more than remind me.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Prayer reorients me, turns me around, gets me back on my feet, clarifies my own wrongdoing, and makes me look at my world with different perspective.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What do you think?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-49984351460178804142008-02-20T09:37:00.002-05:002008-02-20T09:41:21.033-05:00on Matthew 20:17-19<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I guess I never thought too extensively about the suffering and trauma Jesus must have gone through PRIOR to his arrest... knowing what was to happen and being able to stop it but choosing to be obedient all the way to the end.  The anticipation of something bad in some ways is almost worse than the actual something dreaded.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And I'm a bit embarrassed that the image in our book (p. 47) of Aslan walking alone into the hands of the White Witch made more of an impact on me than the passage from Matthew 20.  Thank you, C.S. Lewis!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">How about you?</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-49582983681628359202008-02-19T09:12:00.003-05:002008-02-19T09:22:14.159-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R7rmD30hRlI/AAAAAAAAABE/XvTMxc_5Bf8/s1600-h/dreamstime_3725502.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R7rmD30hRlI/AAAAAAAAABE/XvTMxc_5Bf8/s200/dreamstime_3725502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168696476559296082" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The passage for today (Isaiah 1:16-17) is fairly straightforward.  But I like how Scripture so often tells us what to get rid of AND what to replace it with.  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">For me, is much harder to simply get rid of a behavior than it is to replace a bad behavior with a good one.  More helpful to tell myself:  "Do this instead!" rather than simply "Don't do that!"</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">For example:  "Don't drive so fast!" is a good idea.  But more effective for me is "See how much more efficiently you can consume fuel when you pay attention to your speed, acceleration, etc.!"  Not that it works all the time.  But it's helping.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Next time you see me buzz past you in the fast lane on 128, you can remind me of this.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">;-)</span></div></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-8990440533290903182008-02-18T09:31:00.002-05:002008-02-18T09:38:27.867-05:00what goes around...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">My grandmother had a lot of unique turns of phrase, but one that she said a lot (and which is not unique to her by any means) was:  "What goes around, comes around."  This would usually be said when hearing bad news about someone who, in her mind, deserved it.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">"What goes around, comes around."  He got what he deserved, that is.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Jesus puts it this way:  "A good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, will be put into your lap; for the measure you give will be the measure you get back."  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I guess the image of a measure of flour or grain also made me think of my grandmother, who was an amazing bread baker.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">"The measure you give will be the measure you get back."  Jesus says this in the context of judging and/or forgiving others.  The measure of judgment I give to others will be the measure of judgment I get back from others.  So judging others without mercy may create a climate of judging one another without mercy?  Is this what Jesus means?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What do you think?</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-91429515295183435242008-02-16T14:01:00.003-05:002008-02-16T14:15:20.161-05:00family resemblances<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Since today is my birthday I came to today's text with particular anticipation:  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">what would be God's word for me today!?</span><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Well, it is "love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you."  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Why?  "So that you may be children of your Father in heaven."  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I'm understanding this not as a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">qualification</span> for being a child of my Father in heaven, but more as a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">result</span> of being a child of my Father in heaven.  </span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">My sister and brother-in-law took me out to dinner last night for my birthday.  (Rob is very ill with a flu).  People often remark when they see my sister and I, "Are you two sisters?  You look so much alike!"  There is a definite family resemblance.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And I guess this passage makes me think there is to be a "family resemblance" in the family of God, too.  God the Father "makes the sun rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous."  God the Father doesn't play favorites, doesn't just give good things to the players on "His" team, but gives equally to all.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "><div><br /></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">As a daughter of God the Father I should bear some "family resemblance"-- I am to model the grace and kindness and generosity of spirit that God himself shows to all people-- even those who dislike me.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Happy birthday!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-28022918083375966662008-02-14T12:02:00.000-05:002008-02-14T12:12:15.032-05:00good gifts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R7R0OX0hRkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DpZ9xOIiATc/s1600-h/gift+box+jpg.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R7R0OX0hRkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DpZ9xOIiATc/s200/gift+box+jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166882462762092098" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Sometimes God's word for the day jumps out at me, sparkles and shimmers and overflows with richness and image and truth and insight and energy.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Other times, like today, it just sits there in my mind and heart and lies down. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Not because of anything to do with the Word, but because of me-- where I'm at, what I'm wrestling with, how I feel or what is on my mind.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This portion of today's reading is what I'm pondering:  "If you, then, ... know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good things to those who ask him?"  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I think I know what God "should" give me.  This is so often how I pray.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Today I will try to thank God the Father for what I (and we)  have already received from Him and ask for the good things that He wants to give me (and us).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-28675896826772889982008-02-13T08:02:00.000-05:002008-02-13T08:09:01.455-05:00the word of the Lord came a second time...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Jonah blew it the first time the word of the Lord came to him.  He ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction.  But "The word of the Lord came to Jonah a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">second</span> time...."  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">The word of the Lord to Jonah hadn't changed.  But Jonah had.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Two actions came to mind for me this morning when I read this passage.  Two different ways I have heard "the word of the Lord" clearly indicating specific actions to me, and I've been trying to avoid both of them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">My goal is to take action regarding them today.  I'd rather not.  But I don't want to risk a.) hearing from the Lord a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">third</span> time or b.) n<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">ot hearing from the Lord at all</span>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What did you think about the passage for today?</span></div></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-17175704508318687982008-02-12T09:33:00.000-05:002008-02-12T09:44:41.350-05:00hunger & nourishment everyday<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Yesterday's reading and today's both reference hunger and provision.  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">In Matthew 25:31-40, Jesus speaks of "when [he] was hungry and [we-- his hearers] gave him food," and then today's reading ("Give us this day our daily bread") speaks of our hunger and of God giving us food/bread.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I read recently about how iron deficiency and an over-abundance of iron can have some similar symptoms.  (Lack of iron, I think, can have "desire to chew ice" as a symptom).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">It makes me think about how a lack of spiritual nourishment and an over-abundance of physical nourishment can have some similar symptoms.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Lack of spiritual nourishment = loss of compassion for others, self-centeredness, a shrinking world-view.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Over-abundance of physical nourishment = loss of compassion for others, self-centeredness, a shrinking world-view. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">God gives us nourishment-- every day-- but we have to receive it.  How often do I "chew ice"-- seek nourishment from that which is unsatisfying-- instead of waiting patiently to receive what I need for the day?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Any thoughts?</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-6761178457185630372008-02-08T11:25:00.000-05:002008-02-08T11:33:30.426-05:00an acceptable day to the Lord<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Today's reading is unsettling for me.  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">God's call through the prophet Isaiah to "loose the bonds of injustice...to share [my] bread with the hungry, to bring the homeless poor into [my] house"-- hurts because I do so little to obey it.  This is part of the repentance and renewal aspect of Lent-- and I don't much like it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">But I got stuck on the first half of the passage the first few times I read through it this morning. Because it hit home I had trouble getting past it.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">After re-reading it and slowing down enough to read the second half, I found God's gracious promise for those who obey:  "Then your light shall break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up quickly; your vindicator shall go before you, the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard.  Then you shall call and the Lord will answer; you shall cry for help, and he will say, Here I am."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What injustice in the world do I notice?  What human oppression breaks my heart?  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">That is where I need to start today.</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-56746398742943516982008-02-07T09:49:00.000-05:002008-02-07T10:05:10.699-05:00taking up my cross...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">...whatever that means.  In the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Sacred Space</span> reading for today from Luke 9, Jesus said, "If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me."  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I've been mulling over what "taking up my cross daily" means for me right now.  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What does it mean, to "take up my cross daily"?  What did it mean when Jesus Himself took up His cross?  Partly it meant He actively entered into what He knew He had to do, even though it was not something anyone would choose for themselves.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">In Luke, Jesus makes this statement directly after telling His disciples that He must undergo great suffering, rejection, death and ultimately resurrection.  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">So Jesus' words to me, to  "take up my cross daily," follows on His words about His own suffering, His rejection, His death and His resurrection.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Do I seek the world's acceptance and success?  Or do I seek to let go of my "control" of my life and give it all over to Jesus?  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">What do you think?</span></div></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5618780478518546540.post-42891654986311273792008-02-07T09:41:00.000-05:002008-02-07T09:49:48.152-05:00Ash Wednesday reflections<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R6sZ4suQ_gI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WLsyQzqpzQE/s1600-h/parched+sand+jpg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZCgH1diHKhc/R6sZ4suQ_gI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WLsyQzqpzQE/s320/parched+sand+jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164249859578985986" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Though I could scrub off the remnants of ashes on my forehead last night, I could not get the themes of repentance and renewal out of my mind.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Where else will I hear the truth about who I am-- a sinner in need of grace, a broken person in need of wholeness, a thirsty soul in need of living water-- ?  </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And if I don't hear the truth about who I am, how can I even begin to know who God is?  Who Jesus is?  What Easter means?</span></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04631856753052926305noreply@blogger.com