I was leaving the house to run some errands and snapped a quick photo with my iphone of a rose on one of my Knockout Rose Bushes.
I was leaving the house to run some errands and snapped a quick photo with my iphone of a rose on one of my Knockout Rose Bushes.
You’ve probably heard the saying “you can’t get there from here.” The urban dictionary defines the saying to mean “the problem can’t be solved.”
As I thought about solutions to the divisions the Christian church is presently experiencing I realized I felt like “you can’t get there from here.”
When I think about healing the division in the church “here” becomes Christian unity and that’s where I see us needing to “get to” … I believe we have to know where we want to go before we can plan on how to get there, but, in order to pursue Christian unity we must first understand what it is and what it isn’t …
I don’t have a clear vision of what Christian unity is, so, I am limiting my contribution to some basic thoughts about Christian unity…
What I hate about Christian unity:
I hate the way the term or idea is used to shut down a criticism.
I hate the way the term or idea is used to bully someone who is disagreeing.
I hate the way the term or idea is used to avoid conflict.
I hate the way the term or idea is used as if it means agreement or uniformity.
Some things I believe about Christian unity:
Some things are worth division.
Uniformity is not unity.
Agreement is not unity.
Unity is better than uniformity or agreement.
Getting along with everyone is not equal to Christian unity.
Open acts of injustice are a real and formidable obstacle to Christian unity.
Christian unity is related to shalom in that it doesn’t have anything to do with a lack of conflict but has everything to do with right relations.
Christian unity is not so much a destination as it is something that we are continually striving for in each present moment.
What I love about Christian unity:
It is other centered.
We get glimpses of it when we look through the eyes of the other.
It is a high ideal.
It is centered around, justice, love and mercy.
We can make it happen.
Questions I have about Christian unity:
Is Christian unity the opposite of division?
Can Christian unity exist in the midst of divisions?
Should Christian unity be more about a way of living and interacting than about a list of rules or beliefs that we agree on?
How can I have unity with someone who embraces something I believe is harmful to people?
Is Christian unity really nothing more than the agreement of a few basic ideas?
What do you think? Can we get there from here?
This post if part of the March synchroblog. This month’s synchroblog theme is New Life. I’m late to the party – the March synchroblog actually happened last Wednesday but my youngest son was home from college during his spring break and I was busy enjoying my time with him.
Dropping Keys by Hafiz
The small man
Builds cages for everyone
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
My one word theme for 2014 is “empowerment” and the idea isn’t primarily about my own empowerment but the idea of helping to empower others. It’s so easy to spend our energy keeping others small and caged so we can feel more comfortable; but I believe cages stifle creativity and ingenuity and end up robbing our world of ideas and innovations that need to be born in order for us to continue to progress and move forward. So, I’m trying to focus on being the sage who is dropping keys for the beautiful, rowdy prisoners locked up in cages rather than the small woman who is building those cages.
I see dropping keys as helping others consider possibilities that may have previously seemed out of reach, by connecting people to others and to resources that might be helpful, by taking the time to build up others who are life-givers, by spreading stories that seem to be changing the world into a better place, by encouraging those who still have work to do but might be tired or afraid or discouraged, by being willing to share my own “know how” about anything I do well with anyone who wants or needs it.
My hope is that by dropping keys someone will experience new life and in turn become a life-giver.
The inspiration came from the beautiful poem “Dropping Keys” written by Hafiz, a poet from the 14th century along with this thought from Chris Guillebeau:
“Think about the times when someone has really helped you think or live differently. It was like they placed a key on the ground in front of you; you picked it up and unlocked a cage. You had to open the cage yourself, of course, but it was a lot easier with a key.”
What keys do you hold that could set someone free and give them new life?
I hope you will check out the other posts about New Life:
Michael Donahoe – New Life
K.W. Leslie – Sin Kills; God Brings New Life
Carol Kuniholm – New Life. Mystery Fruit.
Jeremy Myers – I Get Depressed On Facebook
Glenn Hager – A Personal Resurrection Story
Loveday Anyim – Spring Forth – Ideas That Speak New Life
Loveday Anyim – Inspired By Spring To Create A New Life
Sarah Quezada – Post Winter Delight
Edwin Aldrich – Finding New Life In Our New Home
Doreen A. Mannion – Each Day A New Decision: Choose Life
kathy escobar – new life through nonviolent communication
Anita Coleman New Life, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, and Eternal Living
Sonja Andrews Persephone
Mallory Pickering New Life Masterpiece Theater Style
Liz Dyer New Life, Empowerment and Dropping Keys
This post is a contribution to the February Synchroblog “Loving Your Enemies”. Check out the links to all the other contributions to the February Synchroblog listed at end of this piece.
As a follower of Jesus I have to take the instruction to love my enemy seriously.
The biggest problem I have with loving my enemies is that I’m uncomfortable with it.
It doesn’t feel good and it’s hard – really hard – and it’s not fun either.
Sometimes I try to water the instruction down a little and make it more palatable.
I say to myself “loving your enemies doesn’t mean that you feel all warm and fuzzy about them” or “loving your enemies doesn’t mean you have to invite them over for dinner” or “loving your enemies is a process” or “you don’t have to love your enemies the same way you love your friends”
And while all of those things may be true I don’t know that grabbing on to disclaimers gets me any closer to loving my enemies.
Other times I declare, “I don’t have any enemies!” because if I don’t have any enemies I don’t have to worry about loving them – but we all have experienced being hurt by someone and enemies come in many different forms.
And finally, if I get really honest with myself, I want to know how far forgiveness and love have to go. What does it mean to love my enemy? What does that actively look like? Does that mean I let people take advantage of me? How does my passion for justice co-exist with compassion for my enemy?
I don’t have a lot of answers but over time I have discovered a few things – some good and some not so good …
sometimes understanding my enemy helps me to love them
unfortunately most of the time loving my enemy doesn’t change them
loving my enemy helps me remain free of bitterness and negativity
loving my enemy takes more strength than hating my enemy
hating my enemy takes more energy than loving my enemy
preparing my response in advance can help me love my enemy
loving my enemy does not mean that I don’t oppose what they do or say or believe
loving my enemy is uncomfortable 99% of the time
Even with what I know I am almost always constantly just at the edge of chucking the whole idea of loving my enemies but something or someone usually seems to come along to give me a little encouragement to keep on trying.
Sometimes it’s a story like the one of 14-year-old Malala who was shot in the head by a Taliban gunman while on a bus in the Swat Valley. She made a full recovery in England, and became a remarkable, brave voice for the rights of women. When Jon Stewart interviewed her he asked her what her reaction had been when she found out that the Taliban wanted to kill her. Her words have taken up a permanent residence in my heart.
“I used to think that the Talib would come, and he would just kill me. But then I said, if he comes, what would you do Malala?’ then I would reply to myself, ‘Malala, just take a shoe and hit him.’ But then I said, “If you hit a Talib with your shoe, then there would be no difference between you and the Talib. You must not treat others with cruelty and that much harshly, you must fight others but through peace and through dialogue and through education. Then I said I will tell him how important education is and that ‘I even want education for your children as well,’ and I will tell him, ‘That’s what I want to tell you, now do what you want.'”
Malala’s story reminds me that loving my enemies is about aspiring to something good and right. That loving my enemies promotes peace and goodness for all. That loving my enemies does not mean I am weak but takes all of my strength and courage.
But if I’m honest I have to admit that there are days when nothing inspires me.
Some days I just feel tired and weak.
On those days, when I can’t find any sane reason to keep on loving my enemies, when I am crushed by those who seem to be the most unloving and unkind, when I feel the weight of fear and anger becoming heavier than hope and love, when I am wrestling with what it means to stand up for the oppressed and at the same time to love the oppressors … on those days I utter the only line I can remember from a prayer penned by a Serbian priest during World War II …
“Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.”
The words come from a prayer written by St. Nicolai of Ochrid, a Serbian priest, who was arrested by the Nazi’s during World War II. As the story goes he was betrayed by a fellow priest. As he sat in prison, anger began to consume him, leading him eventually to pen these words:
Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them. Enemies have driven me into your embrace more than friends have. Friends have bound me to earth; enemies have loosed me from earth and have demolished all my aspirations in the world.
Enemies have made me a stranger in worldly realms and an extraneous inhabitant of the world.
Just as a hunted animal finds safer shelter than an unhunted animal does, so have I, persecuted by enemies, found the safest sanctuary, having ensconced myself beneath Your tabernacle, where neither friends nor enemies can slay my soul.
Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless and do not curse them.
They, rather than I, have confessed my sins before the world. They have punished me, whenever I have hesitated to punish myself. They have tormented me, whenever I have tried to flee torments. They have scolded me, whenever I have flattered myself. They have spat upon me, whenever I have filled myself with arrogance. Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Whenever I have made myself wise, they have called me foolish. Whenever I have made myself mighty, they have mocked me as though I were a [fly].
Whenever I have wanted to lead people, they have shoved me into the background.
Whenever I have rushed to enrich myself, they have prevented me with an iron hand.
Whenever I thought that I would sleep peacefully, they have wakened me from sleep.
Whenever I have tried to build a home for a long and tranquil life, they have demolished it and driven me out.
Truly, enemies have cut me loose from the world and have stretched out my hands to the hem of your garment.
Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
Bless them and multiply them; multiply them and make them even more bitterly against me:
So that my fleeing will have no return; So that all my hope in men may be scattered like cobwebs; So that absolute serenity may begin to reign in my soul; So that my heart may become the grave of my two evil twins: arrogance and anger;
So that I might amass all my treasure in heaven; Ah, so that I may for once be freed from self-deception, which has entangled me in the dreadful web of illusory life.
Enemies have taught me to know what hardly anyone knows, that a person has no enemies in the world except himself. One hates his enemies only when he fails to realize that they are not enemies, but cruel friends.
It is truly difficult for me to say who has done me more good and who has done me more evil in the world: friends or enemies. Therefore bless, O Lord, both my friends and my enemies. A slave curses enemies, for he does not understand. But a son blesses them, for he understands.
For a son knows that his enemies cannot touch his life. Therefore he freely steps among them and prays to God for them. Bless my enemies, O Lord. Even I bless them and do not curse them.
What helps you to practice the uncomfortable act of loving your enemies?
Here are more blog posts about Loving Your Enemies:
This post is part of the January 2014 Synchroblog: New Beginnings. You will find a list of links to all the synchroblog posts for the month at the end of this post.
It’s a new year, a fresh start, a blank slate, a second chance, a new opportunity.
The future is yours, the possibilities are endless, a place where dreams can come true.
So, what are you going to do with it?
I’m going to make some new mistakes!
That may not sound like a very good plan for the new year at first glance because we usually think of mistakes as something we want to avoid – as something that indicates failure. But Neil Gaiman turns the idea of making mistakes on it’s head and encourages us to see mistakes in a different light.
After all, it’s usually the fear of failure that keeps us from trying something new – from being our real self – from creating – from making something happen!
Gaiman challenges us to let go of those fears and be willing to take a few lumps because of the possibilities that await us – to be willing to get knocked down in the pursuit of making a difference – to take a chance of looking a little foolish for the sake of possibly finding our purpose.
So, yeah, I’m planning on making some new mistakes in 2013.
Will you join me?
Be sure and check out the other contributions to this month’s synchroblog:
Jen Bradbury – Enough
Abbie Watters – New Beginnings
Cara Strickland – Bursting
Carol Kuniholm – Acorns, King, Beloved Community
Done With Religion – A New Year, A New Beginning
Kelly Stanley – A Blank Canvas
Glenn Hager – Overcoming The Biggest Obstacle To Reaching Your Goals
Dave Criddle – Get Some New Thinking
David Derbyshire – Changed Priorities Ahead
J A Carter – The Year of Reading Scripture for the First Time
Jeffrey Kranz – Where To Start Reading The Bible
Joanna990 – On survival – my one word for 2014
K W Leslie – Atonement
Happy – my One Word 365 surprise
Michelle Moseley – Ends and Beginnings
Matthew Bryant – A New Creation
Edwin Pastor Fedex Aldrich – Foreclosed: The beginning of a new dream
Jennifer Clark Tinker – Starting a New Year Presently
Loveday Anyim – New Year New Resolutions
Loveday Anyim – New Year Resolution Dreamers
Loveday Anyim – New Year Resolution Specialists
Loveday Anyin – New Year Resolution Planners and Achievers
Jeremy Myers – Publish Your Book with Redeeming Press
Amy Hetland – New Beginnings
Phil Lancaster – New Beginnings
Mallory Pickering – Something Old, Something New
Margaret Boelman – The Other Side of Grief
Kathy Escobar – One Image
Here’s 25 of my favorite songs from 2013. They are in no particular order.
I’m certain I probably left something significant off the list.
Can’t Hold Us by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
Treasure by Bruno Mars
Just Give Me A Reason by Pink & Nate Ruess
Wake Me Up by Avicii
Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus
Royals by Lorde
Say Something by A Great Big World
Hold On, We’re Going Home by Drake
Get Lucky by Daft Punk
Same Love by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis featuring Mary Lambert
Mama’s Broken Heart by Miranda Lambert
Love Me Again by John Newman
Brave by Sara Bareilles
When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars
Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke
Work B**ch by Britney Spears
Clarity by Zedd
I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift
Demons by Imagine Dragons
All Your Life by The Band Perry
Story of My Life by One Direction
Counting Stars by One Republic
Timber by Ke$ha & Pitbull
The Monster by Eminem featurning Rhianna
Don’t You Worry Child