Tuesday, February 28, 2012

"I do this thing for God, not for success in the work, or for happiness in my soul or for anything else. I am here for God. Life is grandly simple when the spirit of calculating results and consequences, even spiritual results and consequences, has been left among the things that are behind, when obedience is the one thing that matters, when God [alone], and no mere 'experience' is our exceeding great reward."

"Therefore, whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him." Colossians 3.17
a Blossom in the Desert, Reflections of Faith in the Art and Writings of Lilias Trotter, 2007.

And so I choose to live, and write, and play and walk and run, sometimes in Steveston, increasingly on Saturna. I pray not to be distracted into measurement. 

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Transform

In Christ - can I become the person I am more than the person life has made me to be? I long for transformation towards all that I am because of all that Christ is in me. Oh the pure joy of being more and more and more myself, more and more the way Christ made me to be, less and less the outcome of strangers and well-wishers, less accommodated to this world, more acclimated to all that's eternal. This life is too short to be able to be the source of the formation of the person I am meant to be for eternity. So I lift up my heart to the One that I love and whose love for me forms and transforms all that I am towards all that I will be.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Portraits

I love reading. In particular, I enjoy stories that encourage one to get lost in the characters of another time. Some of my favourites include the classics with words that are recognizable but now almost non-existent in everyday language, sentences that are infinitely more than sound bytes, set in single paragraphs that go on for pages. My most recent book journey of this kind has been with Henry James, author of Portrait of a Lady, considered the most superb novel of its time. I understand there have been several screen attempts to recreate this novel, apparently none of them terribly successful, perhaps even just mainly terrible (but there I could be wrong, not being an avid follower of movies until long after the Oscars have been announced). The most recent version produced in 1996 doesn't even seem to exist any longer, or if it does it is too well hidden for me to find. It's not surprising. Books of that genre and time period just weren't written to be picked up by film production companies.

All told, Portrait of a Lady is become a favourite book. How does it sum up? As follows, and perhaps it is for this very quotable reason I cherish the time I gave to it. I pray it could be a truth for every day for every woman I meet who carries a story that has the power to become embedded in her portrait.

"Deep in her soul was the sense that life would be her business for a long time to come… 
To live only to suffer
 - only to feel the injury of life repeated and enlarged - 
it seemed to her she was too valuable, too capable for that."
Henry James, Portrait of a Lady, 1881

Monday, January 23, 2012

I know I know I know

"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."
Jeremiah 29

But I don't know. I'm not sure at all what the next 5-10 years will bring, and for someone who is used to having vision forward and setting goals and knowing, that is not the most comfortable place to be. I would like to know; I look around for clues, but truthfully, I don't know.

I have frequently and sincerely given people the words of the prophet at times such as these, and now they come back to haunt me, but not with the comfort of a sense of plan that is out there that somehow I can figure out or reach out for. It is far more with a sense that I will find myself in those first 3 words,
"For I know"
Of course, the 'I' is not me. That I know. It is the great I AM who knows and that is where I am called to dwell until further notice. There is no promise forthcoming in that declaration of the details of those plans ahead of time, or the path to follow other than to stay tuned in, close to the One who knows.

That is what I know. And now I know how that will be the greatest challenge and opportunity of this next decade, more or less.


Monday, January 9, 2012

Beauty surrounds me

The river at sunset
I am forever grateful for the natural beauty that surrounds me. 
May the light that surrounds each of us be received as a gift of grace and glory.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Ordinary People

Saturna sunrise
Looking back in order to look forward and still live well now, each new day, and every moment. 


My computer has become a treasure chest that has been neglected, and as I reach another milestone in this journey of life, I am compelled to treasure first of all the simple blessing of a single word. An old English expression, it is explained in the British Dictionary as - 


Godspeed |gɒdˈspiːd|
an expression of good wishes to a person starting a journey 
ORIGIN Middle English: from God speed you may God help you prosper.

I am too soon to be 60, and while I do not relish reaching this milestone, I am reminded that it is better than the alternative, and so am thankful at least for length of days. While it is obviously not the beginning of a life's journey, it feels like the beginning of a definite aspect of that journey, wherein the ending is more in view than the beginning. And so, 'Godspeed' for this time of my life feels both appropriate and necessary. 
Preparation for the journey: the treasure chest. Like most treasure chests, the decision about what to choose begins somewhat randomly. So here I am with pieces and pages I collected at an earlier time and faithfully carried from computer to computer. From Madeleine Delbrêl (of the last century), in her own words:  


We the Ordinary People of the Streets
by Madeleine Delbrêl
1. It is possible to be an excellent theologian and still live God’s love very poorly; we can know quite well what the Church is while still being only an anemic cell within her…Even when we live a life in close union with Jesus, it is still worth asking ourselves whether we are not making him or his love into something a little “historical,” whether we don’t see him above all as he was, and not as He is.” (P.122)
2. Faith, for the Christian, is the science of mystery, of the true mystery, not of the mysteries concerning the origin of life, its laws, its evolution, and its development, which gradually receive elucidation. The true mystery: how is it that the world is so intelligible? What makes us able to understand it…? (P.180)
3. Faith was not made to teach us what reason can know…Faith is made to teach us the mystery of our very existence: that we exist because God exists; that we are alive because we are loved by God; that human beings are immortal because they are eternally loved by God. 
For of all for us, Jesus Christ is a man. We know what he did, what he said, the country he came from, his profession, and his age. But for Christians, Jesus Christ is not only a man, he is God. [And] if all of this has been merely made up, we have to say that it was made up by Jesus Christ himself, his own insane idea. We cannot say it was made up by Christians. It is not, for example, a sort of legend that gradually over time grafted itself onto a real person like some of the legends of Antiquity or the Middle Ages. It was Jesus Christ himself who said, who repeated, who affirmed, and who proclaimed that he was God.  
So what is at issue is not a legend that we have stuck onto Christ, so that we now have to decide whether or not to relieve him of it. No, what is at issue is believing or not believing Jesus Christ, believing or not believing what he said about himself; refusing to believe him just as those who lived around him constantly refused to believe him. The Christian believes Jesus Christ when he affirms that he is God….  The basis of faith is not only the words Jesus Christ spoke about himself – words that are facts – but the deeds of Jesus Christ which are also facts.  Among all of these facts, the one that is the most crucial because it is the most disconcerting, is that Jesus Christ, who was sent to death because he claimed to be God, was raised up again, and became again a living man. Indeed, his friends doubted…and doubted again, and continued to deny it until they saw it for themselves, and even touched, felt, and proved it to be so. 
…They set out through the world of their time, not to proclaim in the first place the universal love that Jesus taught them, the justice for the little ones, for the weak and the oppressed, the goodness for each living person on behalf of each living person – but to proclaim first and loudest that Jesus Christ, the friend of the poor and of sinners and of the downtrodden, Jesus Christ who threatened the selfish and the proud with an eternity of suffering, Jesus Christ who was spat upon, mocked, struck, and scourged, who was tortured amidst laughter, Jesus Christ who was hung upon a cross, who was bled dry, who let out his last breath with a moan, who no one doubted was dead, Jesus Christ with whom we lived, who died before us, who was buried in a grave not far from us, with a great stone rolled over where his body lay, and where soldiers stood to keep us from opening the tomb and stealing his body, this Jesus Christ, is risen because he was, because he remains today, tomorrow, and forever, truly man and truly God. 
Christians believe what these people went to proclaim to everyone who would listen and even more so to everyone who did not want to listen. They did not present themselves as the witnesses of the doctrine of Jesus Christ, as its most perfect observers. They presented themselves as witnesses of Jesus Christ, of his life, his death, and his resurrection… They presented themselves as the personal witnesses of the very person of Jesus Christ. Twelve out of twelve of them suffered martyrdom one after the other because they refused to keep quiet… It is because of these facts that we believe Jesus Christ, that we believe what he told us about God. We believe Jesus Christ who taught us and who showed us how a person ought to live the law of the immortal human being, the human being that God wills, the human being that God loves. (Pp.185-187)

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Christmas blessing

Merry Christmas
and
Godspeed
For the journey of our lives
beginning today
consummated in heaven

Godspeed