Thursday, September 12, 2013
BEING TEMPORARILY LOST AND TEMPORARILY FOUND
Being temporarily lost is a natural consequence of being human.
Certainty about everything is a kind of being lost that is most difficult.
If we think we have figured everything out, it just may mean that in the small patch of experience called our life we have concluded that we are certainly good, certainly right, certainly admired by the right people, certainly certain.
Being found is also a temporary experience that simply allows us to see our previous certainty to have been limited and not the ultimate view of reality.
Being found is also cause for celebration and rejoicing, but it does not produce certainty, but rather awe and wonder.
Being temporarily found leads to an openess as to how we live our lives and how we relate to others. Love is the GPS (God Positioning System) that ultimately finds us and rescues us from deadly certainty and returns us to the human family where being found is cause for celebration and thanksgiving.
Certainty about everything is a kind of being lost that is most difficult.
If we think we have figured everything out, it just may mean that in the small patch of experience called our life we have concluded that we are certainly good, certainly right, certainly admired by the right people, certainly certain.
Being found is also a temporary experience that simply allows us to see our previous certainty to have been limited and not the ultimate view of reality.
Being found is also cause for celebration and rejoicing, but it does not produce certainty, but rather awe and wonder.
Being temporarily found leads to an openess as to how we live our lives and how we relate to others. Love is the GPS (God Positioning System) that ultimately finds us and rescues us from deadly certainty and returns us to the human family where being found is cause for celebration and thanksgiving.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Today, Consider Pentecost III
THE COLLECT AND READINGS FOR PENTECOST III
Keep, O Lord, your household the Church in your steadfast faith and love, that through your grace we may proclaim your truth with boldness, and minister your justice with compassion; for the sake of our Savior Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.
Today, consider what it means to be part of a household and how households are kept together through good and bad times.
Today, consider what it means to be kept in God’s steadfast faith and love.
Today, consider how grace serves as the medium for expressing God’s truth with boldness and doing God’s justice with compassion.
Today, consider what it feels like to do these gracious things for the sake of the one whom we call our Savior.
1 Samuel 15:34-16:13
Samuel went to Ramah; and Saul went up to his house in Gibeah of Saul. Samuel did not see Saul again until the day of his death, but Samuel grieved over Saul. And the LORD was sorry that he had made Saul king over Israel.
Today, consider Samuel’s grief for the man he had anointed as the first King of Israel.
Today, consider how the text says that God’s sorrow over making Saul king over Israel.
Today, consider last week’s reading from Samuel in which God saw the people’s call for a king a rejection of God, not Samuel. Why do you think having a king for Israel meant that Israel had rejected God?
The Lord said to Samuel, "How long will you grieve over Saul? I have rejected him from being king over Israel. Fill your horn with oil and set out; I will send you to Jesse the Bethlehemite, for I have provided for myself a king among his sons." Samuel said, "How can I go? If Saul hears of it, he will kill me." And the Lord said, "Take a heifer with you, and say, `I have come to sacrifice to the Lord.' Invite Jesse to the sacrifice, and I will show you what you shall do; and you shall anoint for me the one whom I name to you." Samuel did what the Lord commanded, and came to Bethlehem. The elders of the city came to meet him trembling, and said, "Do you come peaceably?" He said, "Peaceably; I have come to sacrifice to the Lord; sanctify yourselves and come with me to the sacrifice." And he sanctified Jesse and his sons and invited them to the sacrifice.
Today, consider God’s decision to select another king to take Saul’s place. Do you get the impression that God actually chose Saul?
Today, consider the fear of those who saw the prophet Samuel coming towards their village. What might be the source of such fear?
Today, consider how God directs Samuel to relieve the fears of the villagers.
When they came, he looked on Eliab and thought, "Surely the Lord's anointed is now before the Lord." But the Lord said to Samuel, "Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him; for the Lord does not see as mortals see; they look on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart." Then Jesse called Abinadab, and made him pass before Samuel. He said, "Neither has the Lord chosen this one." Then Jesse made Shammah pass by. And he said, "Neither has the Lord chosen this one." Jesse made seven of his sons pass before Samuel, and Samuel said to Jesse, "The Lord has not chosen any of these." Samuel said to Jesse, "Are all your sons here?" And he said, "There remains yet the youngest, but he is keeping the sheep." And Samuel said to Jesse, "Send and bring him; for we will not sit down until he comes here." He sent and brought him in. Now he was ruddy, and had beautiful eyes, and was handsome. The Lord said, "Rise and anoint him; for this is the one." Then Samuel took the horn of oil, and anointed him in the presence of his brothers; and the spirit of the Lord came mightily upon David from that day forward. Samuel then set out and went to Ramah.
Today, consider why the selection process was so drawn out. Why didn’t God just tell Samuel to pick David?
Today, consider how we select those to lead us.
Psalm 20 Page 608, BCP Exaudiat te Dominus
1 May the LORD answer you in the day of trouble, *the Name of the God of Jacob defend you;
2 Send you help from his holy place *and strengthen you out of Zion;
3 Remember all your offerings * and accept your burnt sacrifice;
4 Grant you your heart's desire * and prosper all your plans.
5 We will shout for joy at your victory and triumph in the Name of our God; * may the LORD grant all your requests.
6 Now I know that the LORD gives victory to his anointed; * he will answer him out of his holy heaven, with the victorious strength of his right hand.
7 Some put their trust in chariots and some in horses, * but we will call upon the Name of the LORD our God.
8 They collapse and fall down, * but we will arise and stand upright.
9 O LORD, give victory to the king * and answer us when we call. Praise to the holy and undivided Trinity, one God: * as it was in the beginning, is now and will be forever. Amen. Alleluia.
Today, consider the idea contained in verse 6. Do you believe that God favors those whom he appoints by giving them victories in life?
Today, consider this idea with the death of Jesus on the cross. How does that square with this belief that God takes care of his favorites?
Mark 4:26-34
Jesus said, "The kingdom of God is as if someone would scatter seed on the ground, and would sleep and rise night and day, and the seed would sprout and grow, he does not know how. The earth produces of itself, first the stalk, then the head, then the full grain in the head. But when the grain is ripe, at once he goes in with his sickle, because the harvest has come."
Ganhdi once said: “There are so many hungry people in the world that God could only come into the world in the form of food.” Today, consider how what Ganhdi said fits with your understanding of God as “infinitely consumable.”
He also said, "With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable will we use for it? It is like a mustard seed, which, when sown upon the ground, is the smallest of all the seeds on earth; yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes the greatest of all shrubs, and puts forth large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade."
Today, consider what plant represents the Kingdom of God on earth? With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it; he did not speak to them except in parables, but he explained everything in private to his disciples.
Today, consider why Jesus only spoke in parables.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Praying Through Life
THE SEVEN PENITENTIAL PSALMS
Early in Christian history, the following Psalms were prayed during penitential seasons or when a person was going through trials and tribulations that resulted in what is called in Alcoholics Anonymous, “pitiful and incompressible demoralization.” Being human means having to say you are sorry. Going through life without participating in the woof and weave of human horror, either as victim, by-stander, or perpetrator simply seems unrealistic.
Yet, for many of us, we seek to avoid this painful reality by running away. We blame others rather than accepting our part in life’s horrors; we seek to remain ignorant of these horrors and build walls around ourselves and those whom we love; or we beat up on ourselves and blame ourselves when such horrors touch us or those whom we love.
The following psalms contain many of these options expressed as prayers. Sometimes we just need to hear ourselves in the prayers of others in order to experience the pain of being human and know that God is with us. Just below the title of this small booklet is the Hebrew letter chai. You may see this letter hanging from the necks of individuals and wonder why it is decorating the persons neck.
The Chai stands for life, spelled and pronounced various ways, Chi or chai. it is numerically associated with the number 18 which could be translated as gift or grace. In Judaism, gifts of money are often given in multiples of 18 and called giving Chai. I have included this symbol and the cross together as signs of faith that beyond the horrors we experience in life, God is present with us in every single moment and even between the countable moments.
This cross in a circle and hovering above the waves is my image of the first verse in psalm 130, “Out of the depths have I called to you, O Lord; Lord hear my voice, let your ears consider well the voice of my supplication.” You may choose to simply read through these psalms or to draw images or describe situations that these psalms bring to your memory that require the healing presence of God.
May God be with us all as we pray these psalms.
Bob
Psalm 6 A David Psalm
1-2 Please, God, no more yelling, no more trips to the woodshed. Treat me nice for a change; I'm so starved for affection.
2-3 Can't you see I'm black-and-blue, beat up badly in bones and soul? God, how long will it take for you to let up?
4-5 Break in, GOD, and break up this fight; if you love me at all, get me out of here. I'm no good to you dead, am I? I can't sing in your choir if I'm buried in some tomb!
6-7 I'm tired of all this—so tired. My bed has been floating forty days and nights On the flood of my tears. My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears. The sockets of my eyes are black holes; nearly blind, I squint and grope.
8-9 Get out of here, you Devil's crew: at last God has heard my sobs. My requests have all been granted, my prayers are answered.
10 Cowards, my enemies disappear. Disgraced, they turn tail and run.
Psalm 32 A David Psalm
1 Count yourself lucky, how happy you must be— you get a fresh start, your slate's wiped clean.
2 Count yourself lucky— GOD holds nothing against you and you're holding nothing back from him.
3 When I kept it all inside, my bones turned to powder, my words became daylong groans.
4 The pressure never let up; all the juices of my life dried up.
5 Then I let it all out; I said, "I'll make a clean breast of my failures to GOD." Suddenly the pressure was gone— my guilt dissolved, my sin disappeared.
6 These things add up. Every one of us needs to pray; when all hell breaks loose and the dam bursts we'll be on high ground, untouched.
7 GOD's my island hideaway, keeps danger far from the shore, throws garlands of hosannas around my neck.
8 Let me give you some good advice; I'm looking you in the eye and giving it to you straight:
9 "Don't be ornery like a horse or mule that needs bit and bridle to stay on track."
10 God-defiers are always in trouble; GOD-affirmers find themselves loved every time they turn around.
11 Celebrate GOD. Sing together—everyone! All you honest hearts, raise the roof!
Psalm 38 A David Psalm
1-2 Take a deep breath, GOD; calm down— don't be so hasty with your punishing rod. Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood; my backside smarts from your caning.
3-4 I've lost twenty pounds in two months because of your accusation. My bones are brittle as dry sticks because of my sin. I'm swamped by my bad behavior, collapsed under gunnysacks of guilt.
5-8 The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots because I've lived so badly. And now I'm flat on my face feeling sorry for myself morning to night. All my insides are on fire, my body is a wreck. I'm on my last legs; I've had it— my life is a vomit of groans.
9-16 Lord, my longings are sitting in plain sight, my groans an old story to you. My heart's about to break; I'm a burned-out case. Cataracts blind me to God and good; old friends avoid me like the plague. My cousins never visit, my neighbors stab me in the back. My competitors blacken my name, devoutly they pray for my ruin. But I'm deaf and mute to it all, ears shut, mouth shut. I don't hear a word they say, don't speak a word in response. What I do, GOD, is wait for you, wait for my Lord, my God—you will answer! I wait and pray so they won't laugh me off, won't smugly strut off when I stumble.
17-20 I'm on the edge of losing it— the pain in my gut keeps burning. I'm ready to tell my story of failure, I'm no longer smug in my sin. My enemies are alive and in action, a lynch mob after my neck. I give out good and get back evil from God-haters who can't stand a God-lover.
21-22 Don't dump me, GOD; my God, don't stand me up. Hurry and help me; I want some wide-open space in my life!
Psalm 102
1-2 GOD, listen! Listen to my prayer, listen to the pain in my cries. Don't turn your back on me just when I need you so desperately. Pay attention! This is a cry for help! And hurry—this can't wait!
3-11 I'm wasting away to nothing, I'm burning up with fever. I'm a ghost of my former self, half-consumed already by terminal illness. My jaws ache from gritting my teeth; I'm nothing but skin and bones. I'm like a buzzard in the desert, a crow perched on the rubble. Insomniac, I twitter away, mournful as a sparrow in the gutter. All day long my enemies taunt me, while others just curse. They bring in meals—casseroles of ashes! I draw drink from a barrel of my tears. And all because of your furious anger; you swept me up and threw me out. There's nothing left of me— a withered weed, swept clean from the path.
12-17 Yet you, GOD, are sovereign still, always and ever sovereign. You'll get up from your throne and help Zion— it's time for compassionate help. Oh, how your servants love this city's rubble and weep with compassion over its dust! The godless nations will sit up and take notice —see your glory, worship your name— When GOD rebuilds Zion, when he shows up in all his glory, When he attends to the prayer of the wretched. He won't dismiss their prayer.
18-22 Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise GOD: "GOD looked out from his high holy place; from heaven he surveyed the earth. He listened to the groans of the doomed, he opened the doors of their death cells." Write it so the story can be told in Zion, so GOD's praise will be sung in Jerusalem's streets And wherever people gather together along with their rulers to worship him.
23-28 GOD sovereignly brought me to my knees, he cut me down in my prime. "Oh, don't," I prayed, "please don't let me die. You have more years than you know what to do with! You laid earth's foundations a long time ago, and handcrafted the very heavens; You'll still be around when they're long gone, threadbare and discarded like an old suit of clothes. You'll throw them away like a worn-out coat, but year after year you're as good as new. Your servants' children will have a good place to live and their children will be at home with you."
Psalm 130 A Pilgrim Song
1-2 Help, GOD—the bottom has fallen out of my life! Master, hear my cry for help! Listen hard! Open your ears! Listen to my cries for mercy.
3-4 If you, GOD, kept records on wrongdoings, who would stand a chance? As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit, and that's why you're worshiped.
5-6 I pray to GOD—my life a prayer— and wait for what he'll say and do. My life's on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning, waiting and watching till morning.
7-8 O Israel, wait and watch for GOD— with GOD's arrival comes love, with GOD's arrival comes generous redemption. No doubt about it—he'll redeem Israel, buy back Israel from captivity to sin.
Psalm 143 A David Psalm
1-2 Listen to this prayer of mine, GOD; pay attention to what I'm asking. Answer me—you're famous for your answers! Do what's right for me. But don't, please don't, haul me into court; not a person alive would be acquitted there.
3-6 The enemy hunted me down; he kicked me and stomped me within an inch of my life. He put me in a black hole, buried me like a corpse in that dungeon. I sat there in despair, my spirit draining away, my heart heavy, like lead. I remembered the old days, went over all you've done, pondered the ways you've worked, Stretched out my hands to you, as thirsty for you as a desert thirsty for rain.
7-10 Hurry with your answer, GOD! I'm nearly at the end of my rope. Don't turn away; don't ignore me! That would be certain death. If you wake me each morning with the sound of your loving voice, I'll go to sleep each night trusting in you. Point out the road I must travel; I'm all ears, all eyes before you. Save me from my enemies, GOD— you're my only hope! Teach me how to live to please you, because you're my God. Lead me by your blessed Spirit into cleared and level pastureland.
11-12 Keep up your reputation, God—give me life! In your justice, get me out of this trouble! In your great love, vanquish my enemies; make a clean sweep of those who harass me. And why? Because I'm your servant.
Early in Christian history, the following Psalms were prayed during penitential seasons or when a person was going through trials and tribulations that resulted in what is called in Alcoholics Anonymous, “pitiful and incompressible demoralization.” Being human means having to say you are sorry. Going through life without participating in the woof and weave of human horror, either as victim, by-stander, or perpetrator simply seems unrealistic.
Yet, for many of us, we seek to avoid this painful reality by running away. We blame others rather than accepting our part in life’s horrors; we seek to remain ignorant of these horrors and build walls around ourselves and those whom we love; or we beat up on ourselves and blame ourselves when such horrors touch us or those whom we love.
The following psalms contain many of these options expressed as prayers. Sometimes we just need to hear ourselves in the prayers of others in order to experience the pain of being human and know that God is with us. Just below the title of this small booklet is the Hebrew letter chai. You may see this letter hanging from the necks of individuals and wonder why it is decorating the persons neck.
The Chai stands for life, spelled and pronounced various ways, Chi or chai. it is numerically associated with the number 18 which could be translated as gift or grace. In Judaism, gifts of money are often given in multiples of 18 and called giving Chai. I have included this symbol and the cross together as signs of faith that beyond the horrors we experience in life, God is present with us in every single moment and even between the countable moments.
This cross in a circle and hovering above the waves is my image of the first verse in psalm 130, “Out of the depths have I called to you, O Lord; Lord hear my voice, let your ears consider well the voice of my supplication.” You may choose to simply read through these psalms or to draw images or describe situations that these psalms bring to your memory that require the healing presence of God.
May God be with us all as we pray these psalms.
Bob
Psalm 6 A David Psalm
1-2 Please, God, no more yelling, no more trips to the woodshed. Treat me nice for a change; I'm so starved for affection.
2-3 Can't you see I'm black-and-blue, beat up badly in bones and soul? God, how long will it take for you to let up?
4-5 Break in, GOD, and break up this fight; if you love me at all, get me out of here. I'm no good to you dead, am I? I can't sing in your choir if I'm buried in some tomb!
6-7 I'm tired of all this—so tired. My bed has been floating forty days and nights On the flood of my tears. My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears. The sockets of my eyes are black holes; nearly blind, I squint and grope.
8-9 Get out of here, you Devil's crew: at last God has heard my sobs. My requests have all been granted, my prayers are answered.
10 Cowards, my enemies disappear. Disgraced, they turn tail and run.
Psalm 32 A David Psalm
1 Count yourself lucky, how happy you must be— you get a fresh start, your slate's wiped clean.
2 Count yourself lucky— GOD holds nothing against you and you're holding nothing back from him.
3 When I kept it all inside, my bones turned to powder, my words became daylong groans.
4 The pressure never let up; all the juices of my life dried up.
5 Then I let it all out; I said, "I'll make a clean breast of my failures to GOD." Suddenly the pressure was gone— my guilt dissolved, my sin disappeared.
6 These things add up. Every one of us needs to pray; when all hell breaks loose and the dam bursts we'll be on high ground, untouched.
7 GOD's my island hideaway, keeps danger far from the shore, throws garlands of hosannas around my neck.
8 Let me give you some good advice; I'm looking you in the eye and giving it to you straight:
9 "Don't be ornery like a horse or mule that needs bit and bridle to stay on track."
10 God-defiers are always in trouble; GOD-affirmers find themselves loved every time they turn around.
11 Celebrate GOD. Sing together—everyone! All you honest hearts, raise the roof!
Psalm 38 A David Psalm
1-2 Take a deep breath, GOD; calm down— don't be so hasty with your punishing rod. Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood; my backside smarts from your caning.
3-4 I've lost twenty pounds in two months because of your accusation. My bones are brittle as dry sticks because of my sin. I'm swamped by my bad behavior, collapsed under gunnysacks of guilt.
5-8 The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots because I've lived so badly. And now I'm flat on my face feeling sorry for myself morning to night. All my insides are on fire, my body is a wreck. I'm on my last legs; I've had it— my life is a vomit of groans.
9-16 Lord, my longings are sitting in plain sight, my groans an old story to you. My heart's about to break; I'm a burned-out case. Cataracts blind me to God and good; old friends avoid me like the plague. My cousins never visit, my neighbors stab me in the back. My competitors blacken my name, devoutly they pray for my ruin. But I'm deaf and mute to it all, ears shut, mouth shut. I don't hear a word they say, don't speak a word in response. What I do, GOD, is wait for you, wait for my Lord, my God—you will answer! I wait and pray so they won't laugh me off, won't smugly strut off when I stumble.
17-20 I'm on the edge of losing it— the pain in my gut keeps burning. I'm ready to tell my story of failure, I'm no longer smug in my sin. My enemies are alive and in action, a lynch mob after my neck. I give out good and get back evil from God-haters who can't stand a God-lover.
21-22 Don't dump me, GOD; my God, don't stand me up. Hurry and help me; I want some wide-open space in my life!
Psalm 102
1-2 GOD, listen! Listen to my prayer, listen to the pain in my cries. Don't turn your back on me just when I need you so desperately. Pay attention! This is a cry for help! And hurry—this can't wait!
3-11 I'm wasting away to nothing, I'm burning up with fever. I'm a ghost of my former self, half-consumed already by terminal illness. My jaws ache from gritting my teeth; I'm nothing but skin and bones. I'm like a buzzard in the desert, a crow perched on the rubble. Insomniac, I twitter away, mournful as a sparrow in the gutter. All day long my enemies taunt me, while others just curse. They bring in meals—casseroles of ashes! I draw drink from a barrel of my tears. And all because of your furious anger; you swept me up and threw me out. There's nothing left of me— a withered weed, swept clean from the path.
12-17 Yet you, GOD, are sovereign still, always and ever sovereign. You'll get up from your throne and help Zion— it's time for compassionate help. Oh, how your servants love this city's rubble and weep with compassion over its dust! The godless nations will sit up and take notice —see your glory, worship your name— When GOD rebuilds Zion, when he shows up in all his glory, When he attends to the prayer of the wretched. He won't dismiss their prayer.
18-22 Write this down for the next generation so people not yet born will praise GOD: "GOD looked out from his high holy place; from heaven he surveyed the earth. He listened to the groans of the doomed, he opened the doors of their death cells." Write it so the story can be told in Zion, so GOD's praise will be sung in Jerusalem's streets And wherever people gather together along with their rulers to worship him.
23-28 GOD sovereignly brought me to my knees, he cut me down in my prime. "Oh, don't," I prayed, "please don't let me die. You have more years than you know what to do with! You laid earth's foundations a long time ago, and handcrafted the very heavens; You'll still be around when they're long gone, threadbare and discarded like an old suit of clothes. You'll throw them away like a worn-out coat, but year after year you're as good as new. Your servants' children will have a good place to live and their children will be at home with you."
Psalm 130 A Pilgrim Song
1-2 Help, GOD—the bottom has fallen out of my life! Master, hear my cry for help! Listen hard! Open your ears! Listen to my cries for mercy.
3-4 If you, GOD, kept records on wrongdoings, who would stand a chance? As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit, and that's why you're worshiped.
5-6 I pray to GOD—my life a prayer— and wait for what he'll say and do. My life's on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning, waiting and watching till morning.
7-8 O Israel, wait and watch for GOD— with GOD's arrival comes love, with GOD's arrival comes generous redemption. No doubt about it—he'll redeem Israel, buy back Israel from captivity to sin.
Psalm 143 A David Psalm
1-2 Listen to this prayer of mine, GOD; pay attention to what I'm asking. Answer me—you're famous for your answers! Do what's right for me. But don't, please don't, haul me into court; not a person alive would be acquitted there.
3-6 The enemy hunted me down; he kicked me and stomped me within an inch of my life. He put me in a black hole, buried me like a corpse in that dungeon. I sat there in despair, my spirit draining away, my heart heavy, like lead. I remembered the old days, went over all you've done, pondered the ways you've worked, Stretched out my hands to you, as thirsty for you as a desert thirsty for rain.
7-10 Hurry with your answer, GOD! I'm nearly at the end of my rope. Don't turn away; don't ignore me! That would be certain death. If you wake me each morning with the sound of your loving voice, I'll go to sleep each night trusting in you. Point out the road I must travel; I'm all ears, all eyes before you. Save me from my enemies, GOD— you're my only hope! Teach me how to live to please you, because you're my God. Lead me by your blessed Spirit into cleared and level pastureland.
11-12 Keep up your reputation, God—give me life! In your justice, get me out of this trouble! In your great love, vanquish my enemies; make a clean sweep of those who harass me. And why? Because I'm your servant.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
What shape does your trust in God take?
THE COLLECT FOR THE 18th SUNDAY OF PENTECOST (SEPTEMBER 5, 2010)
Grant us, O Lord, to trust in you with all our hearts; for, as you always resist the proud who confide in their own strength, so you never forsake those who make their boast of your mercy; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.
The collect is pretty clear that our capacity to trust God is a gift granted by God. We say we trust in God on our American currency, but it makes it seem as if this is our doing as a nation, something we have accomplished, like going to the moon or winning a war. But what if the collect is correct and that the only way we could trust God with our whole heart is if we humbly received this trust as a gift and not something we have earned or that sets us apart from other nations or individuals?
The collect is swift to add that to act as if faith or trust in God is anything but a gift is sheer pride of one’s personal strength, intelligence, or will. It reveals such pride as trusting ourselves while claiming to trust God. How does God resist such confidence in self as the source of trusting God? Perhaps just revealing such thinking is a form of resistance that may be lost on someone who clings to the notion of rugged individualism, but doesn’t it really point to a form of folly that is sadly tragic?
There is a good deal of drum beating over the Internet that purports to trust God while preparing to go to war against those who don’t trust God the “right” way. The remedy for a haughty and prideful spirit is not to boast about how we have won the battle for being faithful, but to humbly acknowledge that we are totally dependent upon God for this gift of trusting the “One in whom we live, and move, and have our being.” The collect suggests that we boast in God’s mercy rather than in our superiority over others.
Mercy, loving kindness, is the very heart of God and so we pray for and receive the heart of God as a sheer and unearned gift of great worth. We do not earn it through our cunning, intelligence, strength, or being over against those we claim are God’s enemies.
Instead, we receive this gift as Jesus accepted his divinity: “Jesus who though he was in the form of God did not count equality with God a thing he had earned, but a gift that he continued to offer back to God in complete abandon and trusting that God was trustworthy with this gift that was God’s to give. And so, Jesus with his final breath of life did what he had been doing his entire life—he emptied himself and waited to be filled by the One whom he called Father.
What shape does your trust in God take?
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