We are being challenged to recover the heart of mission that is at the center of our faith – a willingness to enter the vocation of compassionate servanthood for the world around us.
What if Exodus is less about us being like Moses and more about us following the blessed steps of Shiprah and Puah, Jocheved, Miriam, and Pharaoh’s daughter?
Through the eyes of Peter, James, and John we see a post-Resurrection-Jesus pre-crucifixion. Like poetry, the Transfiguration bends time and space and begs us to ask deep questions about who Jesus really is.
The Kingdom of God is often found in smallness and simplicity that invites each of us to see that even the most mundane events and the most ordinary people bear the image of God.
Rituals can be important touchstones on the journey of faith, markers that help us to grope our way through the darkness, but they aren’t ends to themselves. Prayer is a way of life. In fact, prayer is the way to life.
It is a story of deep yearning, a desire to hew “a stone of hope from a mountain of despair.”
God enters our greatest fear and anxiety with a counter-cultural message: there is enough.
Early church disputes over theology and orthodoxy can often be dismissed as irrelevant arguments over inane theological minutia; but, I believe the conversations were really about relationships.
Christ did not come to give us one more thing to argue about. God knows we have more than enough. He came not only that we might have an example of living a radically compassionate life, but also so that he could destroy once-and-for-all what St. Paul calls “the dividing wall of hostility between us”
Those between spaces where we find ourselves a lot of the time are not punishment, they are just a part of life. They are spaces where the blessed dew of God’s grace has a tendency of collecting.