It happens in the Congo. Disturbing, a bit graphic and so sad. Check out this episode of 60 Minutes.
Thanks for bringing it to my attention, Jordon.
We began quite the discussion tonight deciding to delve into the book God of the Possible by Gregory Boyd. The Open view of God as opposed to the Classical view is explored in his book. We decided to read it since last week we were grappling with some of the issues it discusses – issue that keep coming up in conversations about God.
I’m not sure we knew what we were getting into.
I think we will certainly stretch our minds a bit as we discuss this. We are no theologians but we need to be aware of this and weigh the evidence for both sides as best we can. I personally find that the open view makes sense to me but I also know that God’s ways are not always going to be understood by me. I can accept that. I also know that it is not necessary for me to choose between the viewpoints but to learn from both.
Another quote from Henri Nouwen that is just too good not to repeat.
The Still, Small Voice of Love
Many voices ask for our attention. There is a voice that says, “Prove that you are a good person.” Another voice says, “You’d better be ashamed of yourself.” There also is a voice that says, “Nobody really cares about you,” and one that says, “Be sure to become successful, popular, and powerful.” But underneath all these often very noisy voices is a still, small voice that says, “You are my Beloved, my favor rests on you.” That’s the voice we need most of all to hear. To hear that voice, however, requires special effort; it requires solitude, silence, and a strong determination to listen.
That’s what prayer is. It is listening to the voice that calls us “my Beloved.”
Today was just one of those days – nothing special. Just routine.
Get up (slowly) eat, go for groceries. Deliver the coffee cups to the church. Put away groceries at home.
Clean off all the counter tops in the kitchen so I could take pictures at the request of the people who made and installed them. ( looks rather nice in the kitchen with uncluttered counter tops.
Practice. I can now play the Brandenberg Concerto No. 3 page 1 in less than 30 minutes. Gee, I could perform an hour concert with less than three pages of music!
And then reading. I have lots of reading to do for my paper. And it is not always easy to read this stuff without falling asleep. So I did that too for awhile.
Made supper, went up to the hospital to visit a friend.
Didn’t do much else and soon it is time to end the day.
I wish more of my days passed at this pace.
Growing Beyond Self-Rejection
One of the greatest dangers in the spiritual life is self-rejection. When we say, “If people really knew me, they wouldn’t love me,” we choose the road toward darkness. Often we are made to believe that self-deprecation is a virtue, called humility. But humility is in reality the opposite of self-deprecation. It is the grateful recognition that we are precious in God’s eyes and that all we are is pure gift. To grow beyond self-rejection we must have the courage to listen to the voice calling us God’s beloved sons and daughters, and the determination always to live our lives according to this truth.
Today there is a hole
Dark and deep
I look over the edge
And try to see
I am not wise enough
To see the depths.
I feel all lost
As if I am wandering
Perhaps I lost my compass
In that dark hole.
I wonder why I dropped my compass
Just at the moment I tried to see
Maybe one should not try so hard
To see what wisdom hides,
Trusting to be led from day to day
By one whose hand is steady and
Already knows the way.
Tonight the music lessons resumed. We played through one page of the Brandenberg Concerto. Twice.
I’m so good.
Honestly, this is great progress. The crazy thing is that I am still at it. And still am enjoying it.