narcissus – repost

Two stories – thoughts and reflections from yesterday (monday). The first is a repost from the summer…

the alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. leaving through the pages, he found a story about narcissus.

the alchemist knew the legend of narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to cntemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. at the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus.

but this was not how the author of the book ended the story.

he said that when narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh with water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.

“why do you weep?” the goddesses asked.

“I weep for narcissus,” the lake replied.

“ah, it is no surprise that you weep for narcissus,” they said, “for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.”

“but… was narcissus beautiful?” the lake asked.

“who better than you to know that?” the goddesses said in wonder. “After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!”

the lake was silent for some time. Finally it said:

“I weep for narcissus, but i never noticed that narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, i could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.”

“what a lovely story,” the alchemist thought.

– paulo coello

phoenix

Legend tells of a unique bird, beautiful and majestic. At the dusk of life, it would construct for itself a funeral pyre. As the flames consumed the phoenix, from the ashes would rise another bird – younger, stronger, more beautiful than the one before.

From these smouldering ashes, let rise a new future – hopeful, beautiful, and more full of life than the flames consumed.

this i believe…

NPR has an ongoing series entitled “This I believe…” where people write some reflections. I decided to jot down some thoughts this morning.

This I believe:

I believe that life – each day – is a gift. I believe none of us is guaranteed a tomorrow, and each sunrise we see is the most beautiful sunrise we have ever seen, until the next, and the next, and the next. I think of sunsets I’ve missed and mourn the loss of a moment that will never return.

I believe in the sanctity of life. I believe the term applies to all life, to the greatest and the least, to the rich and the poor. I believe the lives of starving children I sat with in Kenya are as valuable and important as the lives of my best friends. I believe when the bell tolls, it tolls for us all.

I believe in Justice – not an abstract conceptual notion of a legal code or repayment for deeds, but a real equality of all people – a world where each person is valued and respected not only for who they are, but who they may become. I believe treating each person equally requires more than changing laws, but changing hearts.

I believe in love. I believe true love is deeply rooted in sacrifice – not an ephemeral feeling of attraction. I believe it is simultaneously the most painful and most rewarding choice in life. I believe both the pain and reward of love are essential, and we would not cherish the benefits of love so strongly had we never known its pain.

I believe in struggle. I believe there is no joy in the easy life, and nothing worth doing is easy. I believe our lives consist of a series of journeys from one wilderness to the next. I believe we must learn to cherish the desert as much as the oasis. I believe our struggles define who we are as people, and that we are the sum of all we have overcome.

I believe in purpose. I believe we each have a reason to live, a reason to exist. I believe the greatest tragedy of life is when people forget their purpose and turn to lives of quiet desperation.

I believe in a better world. I believe a better future begins in the hands of every person recognizing the power they have to fashion and shape the world around them. I believe together we can make a difference not only in the future, but in the present.

This I believe: belief makes a difference. I believe our beliefs weave humanity together into a beautiful tapestry of many perspectives, many colors – each an important thread in the story of life.

may you live life fully

may you live life fully, and unafraid.
may your hopes and dreams guide you
on your journey of salvation.

may you touch the world around you,
knowing that God has placed you here
to fashion a better future
from the present you receive.

may you never lose hope,
even in the darkest of times,
and may you be comforted
knowing that the Good Shepherd
walks with you.

and as you live,
may you hold nothing back,
so that
on the day you reach your eternal home,
you are ready
as a man is ready for sleep
at the end of a good day’s work.

my journey – part 12

A lot of times we want God to be fair.

To give us a better house,
a nicer car,
a job that lets us be home more.

Really just to give us a break,
to help us out for all the times we’ve sacrificed.

Then I think of what I deserve.

Hell.

A life without
peace,
joy,
comfort,
completion.

I’m glad God’s not fair.

ahh yes, the fairness complex. we all grew up with parents who told us that life wasn’t fair, but why do we somehow think that our Christian life should be?

of course, when we mean fair, we really mean that we should get what we want, which generally doesn’t involve fairness, but us getting the better end of the deal. we play this game all the time, and the funny thing is that some people try to play it with God – as though God should repay them for all the church services they’ve sat through… (and considering some of the services i’ve sat through, i can see how one might be entitled to think that compensation was in order…)

but the reality is that paul, quoting quoting God in the book of job, is right on… “who has ever given to the God, that God should repay him?”

the funny thing is that God is ultimately very fair. we don’t like to think that God can reward anyone as he sees fit. somehow we think that God is bound by our rules and ideas of what he should do, rather than by his own limitless power and grace.

the humbling thought, is that before God, we all deserve one thing: death. we are by nature objects of wrath.

no, God is being very unfair to us. by his Grace, we will not get what we deserve.

and praise God for that.

my journey – part 11

You know, we talk a lot about Peter
and how he fell time and time again.

How he sank while he was on the water,
and denied Jesus three times.

Bit I think God sees it different.

I think he sees Peter as the one out of the boat.

The one who followed him when others deserted.

And the one who jumped out and swam to shore
because he couldn’t wait to be with Jesus.

And when God sees us, sitting in the boat,
laughing at Peter,

I rejoice that he accepts us in our weakness,

and in his God-ness calls us to walk on water.

somehow peter always gets the bad rap. he’s the guy who screwed up over and over again. for some reason i’d had enough when i wrote this, and wondered what Christ thought of him.

i didn’t see any of the other 11 guys getting out of the boat. maybe they were more intelligent and realized that people sink in water, especially stormy water.

part of the beauty of peter is that he’s never afraid to do something. even though he looks dumb fairly often, his faith is there. he’s never afraid to stand up for Jesus, and as i picture Christ, i see him smiling at peter.

i think we need to be more like peter. all too often, we’re afraid of looking like fools. it reminds me of a west wing clip where C.J. is talking to Bartlet and she says this:

Sir, I think you should do the classroom either way. We have at our disposal a captive audience of school children. Some of them don’t go to the blackboard or raise their hands because they think they’re going to be wrong. I think you should say to these kids, ‘You think you get it wrong sometimes, you should come down here and see how the big boys do it.’ I think you should tell them that you haven’t given up hope, and that it may turn up, but in the mean time you want NASA to put its best people in a room and you want them to start building Galileo Six. Some of them will laugh and some of them won’t care, but for some, they might honestly see that it’s about going to the blackboard and raising your hand. And that’s the broader theme.

may we be people who go to the blackboard and raise our hands – not afraid of getting out of the boat.

my journey – part 10

Isn’t it funny
that we do anything we can
not to look silly
or foolish?

Isn’t it funny
that we try in who we are
to look sophisticated
and wise?

Isn’t it funny
that in everything He does
God has chosen the foolish
to shame the wise?

isn’t it funny.

another case of the economics of the Kingdom catching up to me. it’s been probably 6 years since i wrote that, and i don’t know that i do any better with it now than i did back then.

nobody likes to look dumb. nobody likes to look silly. we all try to put our best foot forward and not look like dunces in front of the world.

but sometimes the illogic of God trumps the logic of men. it’s funny how we try to make sense of everything – like there must be a logical explaination for every religious truth. faith doesn’t work like that, thankfully. you don’t need a degree in rhetoric in order to be a good Christian. you just need faith.

and God again turns the world upside down, remding us that what we think of things isn’t always that important…

mclaren – the failed religion…

In the first centry, Christianity was an unknown religion. In the second, third and fourth centruries, Christianity was a misunderstood religion. After Constantine and the merging of Christianity and Empire, Christianity was at first a permissible religion, then a favored religion, and then the required religion. And it has continued to be the favored religion even in the protestant era, but something is new now, because for people like April, Christianity is, for the first time a failed religion. You know when you meet somebody and they’ve had five divorces… and you think, “You know… it probably wasn’t bad luck. There must be something…” I think when a person outside the faith, they think about us as a religion that’s had five divorces.

I was just in South Africa where the Christian community in South Africa invented something called Apartheid. And we had our own version here for a long time. First slavery, then segregation. If Christianity is so good, why didn’t it teach white people to love people of other colors? Any young woman who’s been to college and taken a women’s studies course is going to say “If Christianity is so good, why have Christians treated women like dirt for so long.” If Christianity is so good, why did Christian cultures create the industrial revolution that has brought us to the brink of environmental destruction? Why did we rape the earth? Why did we not appreciate God’s creation? And why is it that when people care about the environment today and try to make a difference, why do they find that Christians are against their efforts and make fun of them as tree huggers? Why is it that whenever there’s a war, Christians seem happy about it and are the first ones who want to go fight? Didn’t Jesus say something about peace? Why is it that rich Christians stay so far away from poor people?”