Saturday, April 29, 2023

HEAD TO HEART

CALLING THE GREAT SPIRIT

I’ve always admired the ways of the native American Indians and their closeness and reliance on the Great Spirit they came to know and worship as they lived out their lives close to nature and the earth.  The Sioux had a strong spiritual life and one of their sayings was that “The longest journey you will make in your life is from your head to your heart”.  The biblical psalmist compels us to “Be still and know that I am God” in Psalm 46:10.  Jesus taught us that God is love by his actions and teachings during his three-year ministry as he walked the shores of Galilee among the people.

Could this longest journey of being still and knowing God through Jesus travel from our understanding of loving God and neighbor to finally dwell within our hearts?   The Hebrew root of Be Still means Let Go, meditate on the knowledge that God is in control and we can be the conduits of his eternal love for creation.  Once we come to that realization within our soul, we may come to terms with life itself.    

 

Tuesday, April 18, 2023

SHOWING HOSPITALITY

Alone

One of the positive issues our family discussed when entertaining a transfer to a different state was being more sympathetic to interfacing with strangers that move into our lives.  We had not left our birth state until that time and such a life changing event is always challenging.  We also discussed that such a move could be very adventurous in exploring a completely new country and meeting new people.  That can certainly be new paths in life and it can also be somewhat daunting.

I was reminded of this commitment last Sunday at our church service which meets in the Fellowship Hall featuring tables that seat eight people.  That arrangement can be more conducive to socializing with those you know, but also intimidating for strangers, compared to rows of chairs or pews.  I was having a congenial conversation just as the service started and didn’t notice a senior woman slipping into the service. 

When I turned my attention to the front, I noticed this stranger sitting alone at the next table.  I could only imagine how uncomfortable she must have been so obviously apart from others at the front of the room.  At that point, I believe that I was getting more anxious for her than she may have been about herself.  We took a break to pass the peace to those around us and thankfully others joined me in welcoming the woman.  She seemed very pleasant.  When we’re in the presence of a group of strangers, I think most of us would simply prefer to blend in at the beginning.  But we don’t want someone to feel isolated.

During the service I couldn’t help but wonder if I should have invited her to join our table, but she had elected to choose one that was available.  And that would have been disruptive during the service.  And there’s a fine line between being overzealous and ignoring someone.  However, after the service I made a point of welcoming her again and wished her a good week.  Thinking back to our first visits to area churches, there were some that never acknowledged our presence and there was the one we joined that followed up to welcome us.  That was twenty-five years ago. 

 

Monday, April 10, 2023

SPORTS VS WAR

Victory, Augusta, GA

A golfer wins a major tournament and is met with the thunderous adulation of thousands of fans outside the ropes. At the same time, thousands of other people were saving lives and souls in the routine course of their chosen professions without much fanfare on this Easter Sunday.

And yet, it’s better to be focusing our competitive energy on a game than a costly war if we can also focus on maintaining peace through strength and not let sports distract us.
 

THE IMPLICATIONS OF A SIMPLE ACT


Lake McDonald, Montana
Great Lakes Rocks, Michigan

WE MAY NEVER KNOW THE IMPLICATIONS OF A SIMPLE ACT

I slowly walked along the placid water’s edge and then spied a lone flat rock lying among all the other tumbled, rounded rocks in a shallow inlet. I bent over, placed it in my grasp and threw a stealth strike along the mirrored surface. The lone rock shattered the solitude and skipped one, five, ten times before it lost momentum. Then it gently drifted down to an eternal rest as I walked on.

Many years later, the flat rock still remembered this day as the best of all time!