The Circus


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Jumping through hoops to please some unseen watcher

Who holds the keys to stability, dangling them before my nose

As I frenetically attempt to clear every obstacle

Placed in my path without stumbling in the process

Or as I wait patiently as yet one more set of challenges

Are lined up for my betterment and safe-keeping

Even when I run the course in record time

I wait upon the unimpressed administrators who set the clock

Speeding up and then slowing down the process with arbitrary freedom

Ensuring that we know I am never in control of my own fate

Neil White, 2013

This emerges out of the process of closing on a house (still ongoing) which has at times felt like a circus and has definitely left me feeling out of control and dependent upon others. I’m sure the words can also point to broader realities but it emerges out of a specific one.

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Beautiful Creatures

The Birth of Venus, Sandro Botticelli (1483-1485)

The Birth of Venus, Sandro Botticelli (1483-1485)

We are beautiful creatures, every one
A mixture of saint and sinner, good and evil
Danger and beauty all wrapped into one
Able to pierce the soul with words
And to open a world of possibilities is a single look
Within each of us flows the deep magic of the universe
For some the potential energy lies buried deep within
An unending well of energy only tapped by looking inside
Others allow it to flow dynamically just beneath the skin
Ready to break forth with the slightest of encouragement
But within each one that beauty resides
Only needing someone able to see us as we are

Neil White, 2013

I’m going to attempt the challenge of doing a poem each day in October, we’ll see if my creativity cooperates

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Images for 20th Sunday After Pentecost (Expanded)/ Lectionary 27

Gospel Reading is Luke 17: 5-10 (which I think you need to have the broader context of 17:1-4) so here are some of the images that I used in thinking about this. This was more challenging than last week, since there is not as much artwork about this collection of sayings so you may or may not see connections:

Granite Mill Stone

Granite Mill Stone

Technically this falls before the reading this week, but I included it in my reflections

The Mulberry Tree by kcjoughdoitch on deviantart.com

The Mulberry Tree by kcjoughdoitch on deviantart.com

In Luke’s version it is a mulberry tree that is uprooted and cast into the sea, I like this interpretation of VanGough’s painting of a Mulberry tree. On deviantart the artist has the option to make their file downloadable or not, and if they allow it to be downloadable I try to give credit but assume they are OK with their work being seen.

Jan Luyken, The Parable of the Mustard Seed

Jan Luyken, The Parable of the Mustard Seed

This actually points to the Markan parable talking about the kingdom of God being like a Mustard Seed, but it was another image reasonably close to this set of sayings.

Alphonse Legrose, Communion

Alphonse Legrose, Communion

This is from the end of the parable “we are only servants”

Angels and Demons- A Poem

Illustration for John Milton's Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

Illustration for John Milton’s Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

In ancient days the world was populated with angels and demons
When the world was smaller and the universe more mysterious
The veil between the ethereal and the corporeal was thin
As curses and blessings invoked the spiritual movements
That controlled the fate of feast and famine, friend and foe
And the seasons played out the conflict between good and evil.

In the modern world of demystification we sealed the veil
Exorcising both demons and angels to their own realms
Expanding the world, shrinking the universe, segregating the spiritual
As we removed the mystery and magic from the world
Clinging to the illusion of security and the myth of progress
As we became gods knowing the difference between good and evil
Resided in our own hearts and interpretation.

We became the angels and demons that populated the world
Our actions at times gracious and at others truly monstrous
Yet when men become angels they all too often become killer angels
Seeking some devil to subdue or oppress
Some demonized people to cast out of our heavens
And perhaps in the arrogance of becoming our own gods
We neglected the demonic reality of our own possession.

Neil White, 2013

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The Grace of the Moment- A Poem

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We never know what might arise
In the grace of the moment
What serendipity may await us in the unseen future
What doors will open and which ones will close
What paths lie ahead and who will journey with us
Nor can we contain the past in all its joys and sorrows
The memories real and narrated that tell our story until now
The events and scars that formed and shaped who we are
For the future is not ours yet and the past is locked away
And what we have is the grace of the moment

Neil White, 2013

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Adrift- A Poem

Adrift by Locopelli at deviantart.com

Adrift by Locopelli at deviantart.com

Cut loose from the moorings we drift into the vast unknown
Moving with the unseen current we feel we are exploring a new path
No bonds to hold us to the past, no ties to the relationships that made us
Adrift in an ocean of possibilities, liberated from the archaic maps
No compass to guide, no homeland to call home
Vagabonds on the currents of the endless horizon

Yet, the thrill of the journey fades as the sameness of the sea sets in
Surrounded by water that we cannot drink and food we cannot catch
We left behind the old tools that enabled survival and navigation
Confident in our own ability to create a way in the unending meaninglessness
In our sought freedom we find ourselves enslaved to the currents of time
Adrift with countless other voyagers trapped in our disconnection
Searching for a new port.

Neil White, 2013

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Jeremiah 12: The Disillusioned Prophet and the God who Listens

Jeremiah’s Petition

Job by Leon Bonnat (1880)

Job by Leon Bonnat (1880)

  Jeremiah 12

 You will be in the right, O LORD,when I lay charges against you;
 but let me put my case to you. Why does the way of the guilty prosper?
Why do all who are treacherous thrive?
 2 You plant them, and they take root; they grow and bring forth fruit;
 you are near in their mouths yet far from their hearts.
 3 But you, O LORD, know me; You see me and test me– my heart is with you.
Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and set them apart for the day of slaughter.
 4 How long will the land mourn, and the grass of every field wither?
For the wickedness of those who live in it the animals and the birds are swept away,
and because people said, “He is blind to our ways.”
 
The question of theodicy, how can the wicked prosper while the righteous suffer is one that the bible wrestle with again and again, and here Jeremiah lays it before God. Jeremiah lays out the difference between himself as the righteous one and the ‘wicked ones’ who believe that God is blind to their ways and Jeremiah is ready for God to judge. Jeremiah is worn out, tired and brokenhearted and is ready to be done with it, ready for God to judge his opponents not knowing how long of a journey he still has before him. While most commentators see God’s response as harsh, that has as much to do with the tone they hear it in as the words themselves (that and they way they divide the text which I will address below). I hear it somewhat differently

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God’s response

 5 If you have raced with foot-runners and they have wearied you, how will you compete with horses?
 And if in a safe land you fall down, how will you fare in the thickets of the Jordan?
 6 For even your kinsfolk and your own family, even they have dealt treacherously with you;
 they are in full cry after you; do not believe them, though they speak friendly words to you.

God’s response to Jeremiah is one of warning of what is still to come. Jeremiah’s journey is not going to be an easy one going forward with betrayal coming even from his own household. Jeremiah this is probably one of those points where Jeremiah needs to be heard and hear that God is still active.  In Jeremiah it is often difficult to know where God is speaking and where Jeremiah is speaking. Two of the scholars I respect greatly see God speaking from verse 5 through the end of the chapter, (Brueggemann 1998, 102-123) (Elizabeth Acthemeier, et.al 1999, VI:679f.) but I am going to propose a different reading with Jeremiah picking up at verse 7

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Jeremiah’s reponse

 7 I have forsaken my house, I have abandoned my heritage;
 I have given the beloved of my heart into the hands of her enemies.
 8 My heritage has become to me like a lion in the forest;
 she has lifted up her voice against me– therefore I hate her.
 9 Is the hyena greedy for my heritage at my command?
Are the birds of prey all around her?
Go, assemble all the wild animals;
bring them to devour her.
 10 Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard,
 they have trampled down my portion,
 they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
 11 They have made it a desolation; desolate, it mourns to me.
The whole land is made desolate, but no one lays it to heart.
 12 Upon all the bare heights in the desert spoilers have come;
for the sword of the LORD devours from one end of the land to the other;
 no one shall be safe.
 13 They have sown wheat and have reaped thorns,
 they have tired themselves out but profit nothing.
They shall be ashamed of their harvests because of the fierce anger of the LORD.

Jeremiah no longer is concerned for his relations, his family, his heritage. He feels betrayed and so he is ready to surrender them to the consequences of their actions. He is ready for the birds of the air and the beasts of the field to pick over the bones of his homeland, his own village and his family. Jeremiah at this point sees no hope, all he can see is the betrayal and devastation that is coming. The prophet’s broken heart has left him in a state of absolute depression where there is no longer any profit, any joy.

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God’s response

 14 Thus says the LORD concerning all my evil neighbors who touch the heritage that I have given my people Israel to inherit: I am about to pluck them up from their land, and I will pluck up the house of Judah from among them. 15 And after I have plucked them up, I will again have compassion on them, and I will bring them again to their heritage and to their land, everyone of them. 16 And then, if they will diligently learn the ways of my people, to swear by my name, “As the LORD lives,” as they taught my people to swear by Baal, then they shall be built up in the midst of my people. 17 But if any nation will not listen, then I will completely uproot it and destroy it, says the LORD.

God desires God’s people back. There is no easy way around what is coming, even in the reforms of Josiah at the time Jeremiah begins his time as a prophet only brought about superficial changes and God desires something much deeper. The only way a new relationship can begin is for the old one to die so a new one can take it’s place. The Babylonian exile, while an event of horror in the memory of the Jewish people was also a time where they went through a process that they re-identified who they were in their relationship with the Lord. The Lord is unwilling to sit by and not be active, the Lord can no longer abide the way things are where the treacherous thrive and the guilty prosper, yet God still loves the people and desires to have compassion on them and wants them to live out of their identity.

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Images for St. Michael and All Angels Sunday

Since I have begun my new position at Rejoice Lutheran Church in Frisco, Texas and they are using the Revised Common Lectionary I am going to begin posting public domain Christian art I find for the upcoming week (some of which I will use, others I will not) and maybe someone else might find this helpful in their process of thinking about the texts.

 

Archangel Michael defeating evil, at the Michaelkirche close to Hofburg imperial palace in Vienna

Archangel Michael defeating evil, at the Michaelkirche close to Hofburg imperial palace in Vienna

Statue of Archangel Michael by August Vogel over the portal of St. Michael's in Hamburg, Neustadt

Statue of Archangel Michael by August Vogel over the portal of St. Michael’s in Hamburg, Neustadt

Illustration for John Milton's Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

Illustration for John Milton’s Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

 

Illustration for John Milton's Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

Illustration for John Milton’s Paradise Lost by Gustav Dore (1866)

 

Archangel Michael by Guido Reni (1636)

Archangel Michael by Guido Reni (1636)

 

Michael the Archangel. A 13th Century Byzantine icon from the Monastery of St. Catherine, Sinai

Michael the Archangel. A 13th Century Byzantine icon from the Monastery of St. Catherine, Sinai

 

The Fall of the Rebel Angels by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1562)

The Fall of the Rebel Angels by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1562)

 

 

The Need to Remember Rightly

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On a day when there will be a number of calls to ‘Never Forget’ I want to add a caution that we need to be willing to remember rightly. The destruction and violence of September 11, 2001 cost the 19 hijackers and 2,977 victims their lives and impacted the lives of many others physically, emotionally and economically. Remembering rightly we can pause and remember the emotions of the day, the sadness the confusion, the fear and the desire to put things right that many people felt, in fact you cannot remember an event rightly without the emotion that goes with the event. However, sometimes the call to ‘Never Forget’ can be transformed into a call to ‘Never Forgive’ and as a follower of Christ that is a place that I cannot remain. In Christ I am called to love my enemies, to pray for those who persecute me so that I may live into my identity as a child of God. (Matthew 5.44f) ‘Never Forget’ can also become transformed into ‘Never Again’ where any numbers of actions are justified by the fear of some other entity or individual causing harm or destruction. Remembering may have the function of a shield to protect us from easily allowing harm to come to us again, but as Miroslav Volf insightfully says:

It is because they remember (emphasis original) past victimization that they feel justified in committing present violence. Or rather, it is because they remember their past victimization that they justify as rightful self-protection what to most observers looks like violence born of intolerance of even hatred. So easily does the protective shield of memory morph into a sword of violence. (Volf 2006, 33)

If we are to remember, to grieve, to mark the day then let us also remember who we were on that day. The events in our life matter to our identity but we should never allow an act of senseless violence to transform our identity into something different. We have had a dozen years of acting on the memory of September 11, 2001 and having the memory act upon us, of stealing our attention for both good and ill. But we do not need to allow the beast of this tragic memory to shape us in its image or allow it to impact our own ability to interact with others, to love and to trust. If we do that terror has won, and in attempting to ‘Never Forget’ we become trapped into a cycle of violence. If we remember September 11, 2001 we also need to reflect upon our own reactions to that day as a people. In our responses in many ways (militarily, economically, security, etc.) we need to examine: are we allowing the fear that the events of that day to transform our identity as a people into something different?

Our memories and stories define us as individuals and as a people and as important as the events of September 11, 2001 are they are not the central events in either our nations’ story or specifically to me as a Christian and as a pastor to the story of our lives in Christ. To allow the memories of September 11, 2001 to take over that central part of our identity would be to neglect the other central stories of our identity. Within my own calling I follow a God who is both just but who justifies the ungodly, who can love me and my enemy, who meets me most concretely at the very point of injustice and rejection (in the crucifixion). As Martin Luther said in The Freedom of a Christian:

A Christian lives not in himself (sic), but in Christ and his neighbor. Otherwise he is not a Christian. He lives in Christ through faith, in his neighbor through love. By faith he is caught up beyond himself into God. By love he descends beneath himself into his neighbor. Yet he always remains in God and in his love. (Volf 2006, 198)

So as we remember this day may we remember in the light of love and reconciliation. May we remember rightly in light of our own identities and not allow the terror of the day to redefine who we are.

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Words and Will

Creation by Selfish Eden (deviantart.com)

Creation by Selfish Eden (deviantart.com)

There are no magic words, no secret sounds that bend the world
And yet words have power in the hearers mind
They can create and destroy, build up or tear down
Yet the speaker can only have an imagined result
The secret lies in the will of the audience

The hearer grants the power to the spoken and written word
Accepts the compliment, absorbs the dagger or simply chooses to ignore
Words may fall on ears that hear or on deaf ears, yet they are the same words
In one setting they may invoke desire or love, in another rejection
Some may invite into an adventure into another world, yet they can only invite
Even when they shame, cajole, and ridicule they may strike their mark
Or they may fall as useless barbs to the floor before the will that deems them unworthy

Yet without the words, the good and the bad the will remains at rest
Caught within its own world, not knowing the possibilities and dangers that rest beyond
The will grants one person’s words powers and deems another’s powerless
And yet with the magic of words and will are worlds inhabited
Love and hatred, fear and hope, science and magic all reside
In words and will

Neil White, 2013

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