We heard this song on the radio yesterday--this morning she is a living portrait of it...
Yesterday, Sunday, was a fifth Sunday of the month --and I have fifth Sundays off. But I would go to church anyway --and not driving 180 miles or so and doing three services or so IS a day off --so, Joel and I went to church together in here at St. John's --fifty feet from our door. And I did preach and celebrate --and I began by saying if I were to be stranded on a desert island, and I had only this little bit o' scripture --I would be satisfied. I would be forever filled. Because this little bit o' scripture is all in all --it is enough....
Yesterday's Gospel (John 1:1-18)
In the beginning was the Word,Yeah... I put all the stuff about John the Baptizer at the end, so as not to interrupt the great Hymn... Actually, Sandra Schneiders suggests that the Gospel of John was written like a Greek Tragedy --and that there was a chorus --which also acted the parts of the crowds, the protagonists who actually speak, and a narrator who tells the bits inbetween --and this opening hymn --yes, it is believed that these first few verses were actually a well-known hymn, was sung by the choir while the narrator told the bit about John the Baptizer --setting the stage for us, so to speak.
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
He was in the beginning with God.
All things came into being through him,
and without him not one thing came into being.
What has come into being in him was life,
and the life was the light of all people.
The light shines in the darkness,
and the darkness did not overcome it.
He was in the world,
and the world came into being through him;
yet the world did not know him.
He came to what was his own,
and his own people did not accept him.
But to all who received him,
who believed in his name,
he gave power to become children of God,
who were born, not of blood or of the will of the flesh
or of the will of man,
but of God.
And the Word became flesh and lived among us,
and we have seen his glory,
the glory as of a father's only son,
full of grace and truth.
From his fullness we have all received,
grace upon grace.
The law indeed was given through Moses;
grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.
No one has ever seen God.
It is God the only Son,
who is close to the Father's heart,
who has made him known.
--There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify to the light, so that all might believe through him. He himself was not the light, but he came to testify to the light. The true light, which enlightens everyone, was coming into the world. (John testified to him and cried out, "This was he of whom I said, 'He who comes after me ranks ahead of me because he was before me.'")
But I digress... because what I wanted to say is that this part of this gospel encourages me to see God In All Things (panentheism, not pantheism) --that the WORD spoken at the very beginning and became light and dark, water and earth, sun and moon, stars and planets and rock and living creatures of the air, earth and waters --and also became known to us in living flesh and blood.
And when Christ holds up the bread at the table and says, This is my Body --we are looking at all that it takes to make that bread --the sun, the moon, the stars in their courses --the wind, the rain, this our mother earth --all living things and human hands to harvest and make the bread --ALL is His Body. Same with his life blood --the living blood of the first fruits...
It is cosmic. Absolutely cosmic.
And when I look around --all I see is God --all I see is the One Who Holds All Things In Being.
--and, all I see is Christ --the Living Christ, or Christ Crucified.... All is Christ.
And that cosmic vision is still shaking me today....
And when I see them, young, sturdy --and standing behind the cedar tree trying to loose their vision and hold on things... I weep. Christ Crucified.
--and it's too cold out even for angels to fly this morning....
So, instead, I will go pick up the Itancan (Lay Leader of our Mission churches_ who just called --and we will eat breakfast --and we will talk about this.... and so much else.
But, off I go, without time to reflect much this morning --without catching my breath...
I can't find the link --but there are runners who have made the journey commemorating the survivors of Wounded Knee --running from Pine Ridge back to Takini and Cherry Creek --they arrive home today, just as their ancestors did in 1890....
God bless the runners. (And I see the Living Christ in them.)