God Here and Now

 

John, in his Gospel, does not stress living with God forever in heaven. His emphasis is on living now in the unending presence of God. This present life in God must be nourished.
In John 6:32-33 Jesus offers himself as that much needed nourishment. When the Israelites were starving in the desert after their escape from Egypt God fed them with manna. Jesus tells the crowd and us that now instead of manna his Father has sent him to nourish our life in God here and now. To do this Jesus gives us his very self in his teaching and in the Eucharist.
John's stress on living now in the unending presence of God is at the heart of the incarnational spirituality that is so much a part of my life. I find myself often aware of God in simple everyday things, in the plainest gifts of nature, in the ordinary give and take of human relationships. God's Word made Flesh nourishes that Presence.

More Than Enough

 

The only miracle of Jesus that is reported in all four gospels is his feeding 5000 with five loaves and two fish. But none of the gospel writers stop there. Each of them goes on to say that, even though people had their fill, there was food left over. In Second Kings 4:43-44 after Elisha has fed 100 men with 20 barley loaves and some grain, he tells his servant that the Lord said, "They shall eat and have some left over." And sure enough there is some left over. The fact that food is left over seems to be part of these two miracles.
That got me thinking that God doesn't just meet a need. God does more than is necessary. God is always more than enough.
The sun could simply rise and set. This brilliant splendor is not needed. But God goes beyond what's needed. Robinson Jeffers says God's "signature is the beauty of things." Three years ago when I started my retirement I intended a sort of hermit existence. God has blessed me with way more than I needed or expected. Lavish! Superfluous! More than enough.

Rest a While

 

In chapter six of Mark's Gospel Jesus invites the disciples and us, "Come away by yourselves to a deserted place and rest a while." Most of us have forgotten how to rest. We don't value rest. We may even think that we're being lazy, just sitting still doing nothing.
The Lord God rested after six days of creation. That wasn't just to recoup his energy so he'd be ready to create another universe in the next workweek. It was to show us that relaxing is valuable. Rest itself is holy. Rest is so important that God makes it one of the ten commandments. Keep holy the Sabbath. That used to be a commandment that people welcomed.
But gradually Sunday came to feel like restriction rather than freedom. Instead of freedom from having to work, it became not being allowed to work. I remember my grandmother's wondering whether she was allowed to crochet on Sunday.
Rest is certainly good for our emotional and physical health, but it is much more than that. It is a way of being like God. Rest in itself is holy.

Brilliant Wakening

 

This brilliant sky is what woke me this morning about 5:50. I hurried outside and started taking pictures. I had a hard time choosing which one to put on the blog. This was about a half hour before sunrise and lasted for about 15 minutes.
Once again I was torn between wanting to capture this beauty with the camera and feeling the urge to just surrender to it in awe. The camera won out.
Despite the saying "Red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning," we ended up with a lovely day and I have been able to surrender to that.

Sent

 

In the sixth chapter of the Gospel according to Mark Jesus calls the Twelve and sends them out two by two. The Greek word for "send" is the source of our word "apostle." Jesus trusts the Apostles to do what he does. This is remarkable in this Gospel because Mark throughout presents the Apostles as pretty dim-witted. They never seem to understand what Jesus is all about.
Everyone who follows Jesus, no matter how inept they may be, is sent. Many of us grew up in a Church where we counted on the priests and the sisters to do whatever work the Church had to do. We didn't think of ourselves as "sent." We saw ourselves as recipients of the service that the priests and sisters provided. One of the good results of the priest and religious shortage is the realization that lay people are also sent to carry on the work of Jesus. When we leave Mass we are not "done." Jesus sends us out to tell others about him.
The reason for belonging to church and going to church is not just that I might be saved. I belong to the Church for the sake of others. Charles Peguy, a French thinker, said,
"We must be saved together.
We must come to God together.
Together we must all return to God's home.
What would God say if some of us came without the others?

Right Brain

 

I just finished reading My Stroke of Insight by Jill Bolte Taylor. She is a brain scientist who was able to notice what was happening when she experienced a massive stroke in the left hemisphere of her brain. One attraction of the book is her remarkable account of the stroke itself. Even more fascinating for me, however, is her descriptions of what it felt like to be totally reliant on her right hemisphere. She experienced an "innate awarenesss that I was the miraculous power of life....simply a being of light radiating life into the world." This filled her with strong sense of peace and joy. She felt at one with the universe.
Near the end of the book Taylor talks about ways that we might experience this bliss. I found myself thinking that the centering prayer that I do each morning may be a way of quieting the left brain and moving more into the right brain where I experience God as inexpressible Being. Then after talking to a couple last night about the book, I found myself thinking that I have done something similar in retiring. In no longer being responsible for many administrative tasks I have moved away from a lot of left brain activity and am spending more time in right brain awareness. Peace and joy and bliss.
Part way through the book I realized that I had heard Jill Bolte Taylor's story before. Several months ago one of my sisters had forwarded to me a dramatic and moving 20 minute talk that Taylor gives on YouTube about her experience.

Nature's God

 

As a child I wandered by myself in the woods on the hills near our home. I liked the beauty and the solitude. I didn't know enough then to call the experience "God." But gradually I came to realize that God was in all that beauty and variety of nature.
These experiences of God in my natural surroundings have intensified since I retired three years ago. It doesn't hurt that I have a stunning view of the Lake and the hills beyond and that my morning walk takes me past fields like this one in today's picture. Each day I am newly amazed at the enormous variety of shapes and shades of green just in the weeds. The way the morning sun catches them is splendid. I feel embraced by Love.
Today's calendar from Ministry of the Arts tells me, "Fall in love with the sun." I'm told that our word "God" can be traced to the Sanskrit word for "sun." It doesn't surprise me that I feel loved and caressed by the sun and that I love the sun in return.
The same Ministry sent me an email summer greeting with a quote from Julian of Norwich which captures perfectly what my three years here have magnified for me: The fullness of joy is to behold God in all things.