Concluding Prayer

I love the concept and practice of 'the offices.' This morning's concluding prayer for the morning office (from Phyllis Tickle's series) was beautiful and extremely heartfelt. I hope others of you can also pray it:

Lord God Almighty, you have made all the peoples of the earth for your glory, to serve you in freedom and in peace: Give to the people of our country a zeal for justice and the strength of forbearance, that we may use our liberty in accordance with your gracious will; through King Jesus, our lord, who lives and reigns with you and the holy Spirit, one god, for ever and ever. Amen.

Be a Smart Voter

My friend and college roommate, Rachel, is married to a political science professor. Prof and Rach made a great list for us to be informed voters. PLEASE check them out. The links are in the sidebar. Eric found the top site, Voting for a Culture of Life, and added it to the list. We have found all these sites useful.

Step 3

Thanks to all those who have supported me on this long journey.

I'm a Happy Mother

Happy Mothers' Day!

Happy day to my mom, Kathi, and my mother-in-law, Debbie, and all the grandmas. We love you!

Aedyn gave me roses and we may go out for dinner if my stomach is up to the task. I've been queasy, well, horribly sick, for the last 3 weeks and may have another month or so of heaving. BECAUSE, yep. I'm a mother of 2! We expect Aedyn's sister or brother to be born about a week before Christmas.

Holy Saturday, 2008

On the seventh day God rested in the darkness of the tomb,

having finished on the sixth day all his work of joy and doom;

Now the Word had fallen silent, and the water had run dry;

The flock had lost its shepherd, and the seed was sadly sown,

the courtiers had betrayed their king, and nailed him to his throne.

O sabbath rest by Calvary, O calm of tomb below,

where the grave-clothes and the spices cradle him we did not know!

Rest you well, beloved Jesus: Caesar's Lord and Israel's King,

in the brooding of the Spirit, in the darkness of the spring.

-from Bishop Wright's and Paul Spicer's Easter Oratorio

I think we are are too familiar with the Resurrection story, to the effect that we miss the distinct poetry in each of the gospel versions. John's is full of New Creation analogies, calling up images of the first Creation. The above account does a beautiful job of highlighting  the 'week' imagery, recalling that, in the imagery of the first creation, the task was completed on the 6th day (Friday) and God rested on the 7th day (Sabbath/Saturday). The anticipation, of course, is for what the new 'week' will contain, the NEW creation. On Holy Saturday we remember the Sabbath from God's work of dealing with the brokenness of the 1st Creation. From his perspective, we contemplate what new work that means must begin on the 1st day of the new week.

But I don't find myself thinking from God's perspective this Holy Saturday. I find myself identifying more with the heartbroken, spent, puzzled, and, quite likely, angry Jesus-followers who did not understand yet the plan of a new creation. I'm 'on call' tonight, and H and A and I have no Jesus-followers with whom to share the celebration of Resurrection Sunday, and I'll likely be too tired to, from call, anyway. We are not those people who 'shop' for a believing community in the sense of looking for an organization that 'meets my needs' or 'has a relevant message' or 'has a great children's ministry' or 'has great music', although all those things would be great and I empathize with those who are. And it's not that we haven't met people that are passionate about their love for God or who are active in service to the community. I can't really put my finger on it. And I've been trying to. For a long time now. Why does 'church' turn me off? Why can't I get over my detest for the current organization? (unlike a friend of mine who once retorted that he loves 'the local church,' I just don't buy his definition of local church) Why can't I just live with the status quo, or even 'join' with the hope of change from the inside. We feel alone, isolated, friendless. And, we know, it's our own fault. But I don't like the solutions that are currently available to us. It's something about joining the system that makes me feel like I'd be selling out.

And so today I feel like a Jesus-follower on Holy Saturday, before they knew it was holy in an entirely new way (not merely "remember the sabbath, to keep it holy"): ashamed, embarrassed, wondering how I could be taken in so easily, in the dark, overwhelmed, wondering what to do after the day of rest--in what way should life proceed, who, or where, are the people who have been around me, scattered, confused, lonely, heartbroken, angry, wanting answers but not really expecting any, scared, vulnerable, defenseless. What will tomorrow bring, if this dark night ever ends? Sleep is far from me.

first words

It is with great pleasure that I bring you this very special moment. Today, at the hour of 0830h, Aedyn's first coherent and intentional word was: Papa.

Purgatory

(I know, I haven't finished the tithing post yet. Just give me a couple of weeks, please.) I always thought I didn't believe in Purgatory, being a doctrine the church decided to invent rather than one found in the biblical narrative. However, experience will change one's mind. For the last 2.5 weeks I have been in purgatory, a.k.a. my mandatory rotation in Surgery for my residency. These people don't enjoy life (generally), and sometimes it seems as if they exist merely to make others' lives less enjoyable. But through the sleep deprivation, the unkindness of my peers, their determination to be unhappy and disrespectful and make others around them miserable, I have learned more than ever that I have a choice of who I will be. I can imitate them, which is by far the more natural and facile option under our conditions, or I can aspire to reflect our Father more completely.

This is one of those success stories, in general. I have usually chosen the more human path (even if it leads to seeming 'death' and 'disaster') during this time. It has been trying, but worthwhile. It's hard not to appear different when that happens, and it has made a difference in a few people's lives and/or days. I am done in one week, but I see more completely now that purgatory exists, it is everyday, every choice we make to be like the Fully Human One or not. We are being purified and prepared for the time when The Age to Come is fully upon us, when God's kingdom has fully come on earth as it is in heaven. My success stories are few, so I think it was important to log this one!