Love Is a Risky Business

Happy Valentine's dayIn the post Undoing My Life, I talked about a time when I kept expecting to be rejected but encountered love and acceptance instead. That experience was wonderful and scary.

As the Rejected One, I protected my heart from the inevitable pain of being discovered to be less than I should be. When God undid that persona, I was able to let down my guard and trust that Deb and Jeff really do love me.

Saying that out loud makes me so vulnerable. What if they don’t love me that much? What if they read this and feel bound by it? And what if they can’t keep loving me?

I’m like Indiana Jones in The Last Crusade when he finds himself trapped on the edge of a mountain with a deep chasm below. To get to the other side, he must step out into thin air, trusting there will be something solid under his feet to support him. He takes one step, then another. We hold our breath and watch until he reaches the other side where he hopes to find the Holy Grail. What I hope to find on the other side is a trust in God’s love that is so solid that I’m unafraid of rejection.

But to get there, I must teeter in mid-air–heart pounding, hands trembling–relying on the faith to believe I really am loved.

I don’t know which comes first. Does an experience of God’s love enable us to be vulnerable with others? Or does being loved by others open us to God? Either way, whether it’s trusting an invisible Deity or somewhat unreliable human beings, love is a risky business.

But I’ve said it before, I’m not going back. Not to Egypt and not to the security of being the Rejected One.

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Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
–Hebrews 11:1.

Questions for your Lenten pilgrimage:

  • What happened this week that opened you to love?
  • What made you want to guard your heart?
  • Spend time talking with God about both experiences. How do you feel about what happened? How do you imagine God feels?

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Love Mischief for the World

Love by Dustin GaffkeOver a thousand customers have “shopped” at New Life’s Community Free Store of Children’s Clothing (and other items for children) since it opened in 2009. Seventy-five volunteers from the surrounding area–diverse in ethnicity, belief and background–work regularly to sort donations and/or run the store two mornings a week. The Free Store has helped refugees, new immigrants, and those on low incomes make ends meet as well as helping customers in any income bracket live more sustainably. The Free Store cares for the earth by making it easy for parents to reuse clothing and by keeping thousands of pounds of used clothing out of landfills. “Loving others the way Jesus loves us,” is the store’s motto. “Everyone gets that,” says volunteer manager, Wendy Holland. “I’m totally stoked by how I have seen lives changed by the love and generosity of donors and volunteers.”


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Credits and References:
“Happy Valentine’s Day” by Elisa. Used with permission.
Photo of painting of knights attempting a leap of faith to reach the Holy Grail (from the feature film Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade) by Mary Harrsch. Used with permission.
“Love” by Dustin Gaffke. Used with permission.
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Caught in the Act

The religious leaders were ready to stone her. But Jesus defended the woman caught in the act of adultery. “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her,” he said. One by one they dropped their stones and left.

I easily imagine myself as that woman. Regularly I am unfaithful to Love in thought, word or deed. As soon as I see what I’ve done, a whole gang of religious critics in my head are ready to stone me. But Jesus intervenes with de Mello’s words, “Leave yourself alone.”

He sits on the ground with me and waits for the critics to leave. I see tenderness in his eyes. “Where are they?” he says. “No one condemns you?”

“No one.”

“Neither do I.”

It takes a minute for his words to sink in. I am loved just as I am: unchanged.

But I know how the story goes. I prepare myself for this grace to be short-lived. Like a chameleon, Jesus is about to become like all the other religious leaders and scold me. He’s going to tell me to leave my life of sin. Fat chance of that.

But when Jesus speaks, I don’t hear, Stop being so bad. I hear, Go ahead, you can leave your life of sin. You don’t need it.

Common Grace

To illustrate his point, I am reminded of the play I just saw at Pacific Theatre. In Common Grace, Colleen has had an affair with Mark, a married man. Her sisters, mother, pastor, and Mark’s wife all tell her–with and without expletives–how this affair has hurt them. Yet Colleen remains unaffected by their speeches. Mark is her one true love, and she still dreams of a life with him. But when she unexpectedly experiences acceptance, she is confused. With this taste of real love, suddenly Mark’s is less desirable.

In the play of my life, I say to Jesus, “I see now how it works. Your Love is real, exposing other ‘loves’  that are counterfeit. Then, theoretically, I won’t want them anymore. But there’s a trick. It’s not thinking about love, or knowing I am loved that frees me. It’s allowing myself to be loved. And that’s &#%!@? scary.”

Wait a minute. That last line isn’t in the script. Where did that come from?

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 At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery.  In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?”  They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him.

But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger.When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.

 At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there.  Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”

 “No one, sir,” she said.

“Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.”
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–John 8:2-11

Questions for your Lenten pilgrimage:

  • How do you feel about experiencing God’s love?
  • What do you hope for?
  • What scares you?

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Love Mischief for the World

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Pacific Theatre aspires to delight, provoke and stimulate dialogue by producing theatre that rigorously explores the spiritual aspects of human experience. In over 30 seasons, Pacific Theatre has produced more than 120 professional mainstage productions ranging from established works to original world premieres featuring some of the top theatre artists from Vancouver and across the continent.” Thanks to Ron Reed, founding artistic director, and the PT community for over thirty seasons of love mischief!

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Credits and References:
“Stones” by Clint Mason on banner (not visible on home page). Used with permission.
Image of Shauna Johannesen and Robert Garry Haacke in Common Grace by Shauna Johannesen, courtesy of Pacific Theatre.
Image of Julie Lynn Mortensen, Cara Cunningham, Shauna Johannesen, and Kerri Norris, in Common Grace by Shauna Johannesen, courtesy of Pacific Theatre.
Information about Pacific Theatre is from their website.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
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Glory Led Me Here

The_Death_of_Moses_(crop)The last blossom on my Christmas cactus fell weeks ago. For forty days vibrant pink glory adorned the room where I pray, write, and offer spiritual direction. But now that glory is gone.

I think of the Israelites. For forty years they beheld God’s presence–cloud by day, fire by night–until they entered the Promised Land. Soon afterwards they woke up and the cloud was gone. No quail, no manna, no Moses. And at night? Only darkness.

I feel their loneliness; I feel mine. I know God is here, but I don’t see or sense God’s presence. I hear nothing but the clock ticking.

God is silent, but in this foreign land I am given a new rule.

“Don’t change. Change is impossible, and even if it were possible, it is undesirable. Stay as you are. Love yourself as you are. And change, if it is at all possible, will take place by itself if and when it wants. Leave yourselves alone. The only growth-promoting change is that which comes from self-acceptance.”
PUT_CHARACTERS_HERE–Anthony de Mello, S.J.

Once I hear these words, there’s no going back to Egypt, to a life of slavery and toil. I’m done with trying to fix myself. De Mello isn’t condoning bad behaviour; he’s inviting me to love myself the way God loves me: unconditionally. And out of that love, whatever is not loving in me will fall away.

This truth resonates deeply in my soul, opening doors, setting me free. The blossoms, cloud and fire led me here, to this land flowing with milk and honey, grace and mercy, and peace, peace, peace in every direction, as far as my eyes can see.

Kite

Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.
–John 8:32

Questions for your Lenten pilgrimage:

  • Where are you with God? In Egypt, wandering in the desert, or in a new land?
  • How is God loving you here?
  • What would it be like to “leave yourself alone” and join God in loving yourself as you are right now?

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Love Mischief for the World

Antoni-de-melo

“Wake up!” Anthony de Mello, a master at love mischief, joyfully encouraged everyone. Until his sudden death on June 2, 1987, Jesuit priest, Fr. Tony was the director of the Sadhana Institute of Pastoral Counselling near Poona, India. Author of five best-selling books, renowned worldwide for his workshops, retreats, and prayer courses, he aimed simply to teach people how to pray, and how to wake up and live.


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Credits and References:
“The Death of Moses,” as in Deuteronomy 34:1-12, illustration from a Bible card published 1907 by the Providence Lithograph Company. [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
Anthony de Mello quote in A Life of Being, Having, and Doing Enough by Wayne Muller, 2011.
“Kite” by Kinshuk Sunil. Used with permission.
Information about Anthony de Mello from De Mello Spirituality Centre; photo from Wikimedia commons.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
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Ash Wednesday

pilgrim shell and boots

Pilgrimage

Ash Wednesday
He’s on the road
PUT waiting for me

today we begin
a forty day walk
to Jerusalem

I lace up my shoes
and follow
PUT from a safe distance

but it’s bound to happen
His eyes will catch mine
and I must summon the courage
PUTnot to look away

for in His loving gaze
questions arise
PUTmemories
PUT
hopes

PUTand fears

and we will
carry them all
PUT to Jerusalem

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Brian Whelan

 Jesus resolutely set out for Jerusalem. – Luke 9:51

 

Questions for your Lenten pilgrimage:

  • Where have you seen Jesus on the road?
  • What are you carrying?
Credits:
Photo of hiking boots and scallop shell on the Camino de Santiago de Compostela from Paulo Coehlo forum. Labelled for reuse.
“Pilgrimage of Sight” by Brian Whelan was featured in explore, a magazine from the Ignatian Centre of Jesuit Education in Santa Clara California. The painting is owned by the vicar of Blythburgh Church in Suffolk, UK. Used here with permission.
“Pilgrimage” by Esther Hizsa from Stories of an Everyday Pilgrim, 2015.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2016
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Hoodwinked

Frayed rope about to breakA colleague asked me if I’d like to offer spiritual direction for participants at an upcoming Ignatian retreat. As soon as I got her e-mail, I knew I wanted to say yes. I’ve done it before; I love listening to what happens in retreatants’ prayers and helping them deepen their experience of God. But that Saturday I already had two commitments. If I accepted her invitation, I would need to shorten my visit with a friend who was coming from out-of-town and miss hanging out with our grandchildren that afternoon.

“I’d still be there for the rest of their sleepover,” I said to Fred.

“But you’ll be tired,” he replied.

Rescheduling the visits wasn’t an option. It was obvious: I should turn down this opportunity.

It took me a few days to get back to my colleague. I kept hoping there would be some way I could go. I held two things in tension: the strong desire to do something I love and the realization that this strong desire was not from God.

Whenever I’ve felt the pull to say yes and do something life-giving for others, I haven’t given it a second thought. I assume this desire must be from God. Now I know it might not. Now I can see how I got hoodwinked into doing so much in the fall. Some of the fruit of my labour was exhaustion. No wonder I didn’t want to do much during Advent.

Ignatius would have said “the evil spirit” used false consolation to hoodwink me. Thomas Merton might have suspected my “False Self” was deceptively feeding my desire for honour and pride. Either way, I must concede: sometimes there is a dark force at work in me that doesn’t have my best interest at heart. But, by God’s grace and with Fred’s help, I’m onto it.

Miracleofthefig

Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick
figs from thorn bushes or grapes from briers.
–Luke 6:44

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Love Mischief for the World

Heidi's yarnOur daughter, Heidi, has been creating beautiful things ever since she got the hang of scissors. Her love of textiles and respect for all living things eventually sparked the idea for what is now Vegan Yarn. In her home studio, Heidi hand-dyes plant-based, predominantly organic yarns with earth-friendly dyes. Vegan Yarn is shipped to knitters and shop owners all over the world. “We work mindfully to create beautiful things that exist for more than their own sake, that do not exist at the expense of someone’s happiness but as works of art that are made of freedom, compassion and joy.” –Heidi Braacx

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Credits and References:
“Frayed rope” by Heidelberger Law, Image labelled for reuse.
“Miracle of the Fig” Byzantine Icon. Wikimedia Commons.
Photo of yarn by Heidi Braacx. Used with permission.
“Hearts Desire” banner photo (not visible on  home page) by Ted Rheingold. Used with permission.
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DIY Prayer Retreat #6: Praying with Our Senses at the Beginning of a New Year

Nearly every month I gather with friends for a silent retreat. It has been a rich experience. I explained how it works here.

Thanks to Ann Green, who helped me put this retreat together.

Supplies needed:

  • Jelly Bellies (5 per person)
  • an assortment of photographs or pictures cut out of magazines
  • art supplies such as: sketch paper, construction paper, tissue paper, scissors, glue, markers, crayons, pencil crayons, etc. (optional)

The first Bird Back by Lulu Lovering

 

Praying with Our Senses at the Beginning of a New Year

10:00 am:  Arrive and enjoy conversation over tea or coffee.

10:30 am: Gather in silence and listen to a restful instrumental song such as Mary’s Lullaby –Gemma, Rest 

Light a candle and read aloud:

Pied Beauty 

GLORY be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.       

 All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.
  —Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89)

Housefinch with Goldfinch

Welcome! Today we will use our senses to pray as we let go of the old and welcome the new. Listen to the words of Isaiah, the prophet:

This is what the Lord says—
    he who made a way through the sea,
    a path through the mighty waters,
who drew out the chariots and horses,
    the army and reinforcements together,
and they lay there, never to rise again,
    extinguished, snuffed out like a wick:
“Forget the former things;
    do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
    and streams in the wasteland.
—Isaiah 43:16-19

Listen to the words of Matthew:

As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. “Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will send you out to fish for people.”  At once they left their nets and followed him.

Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them,  and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him. —Matthew 4:18-22

In the next four hours of silence, you are invited to listen to your soul and listen to God as you pray with the following exercises.

Jelly Bellies by Wicked Sushi

Prayer Exercise #1:  Jelly Belly Prayer

Taste and see that the Lord is good;
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.
–Psalm 34:8

  • Sit comfortably alert with your eyes closed. Take a few deep breaths and then begin to breathe normally again. Relax into your breathing and take some time to let go of distracting thoughts and come fully into the present. Open your heart to Jesus who is present to you now.
  • Ask the Holy Spirit to awaken your senses and guide you.
  • With your eyes still closed, take one Jelly Belly and put it into your mouth. Take your time as you taste and chew it.
  • What do you taste? What do you feel as you taste it? What words describe the flavours and your response to it?
  • Let the flavour or response bring to mind an experience from the past year. Take a few minutes reliving that experience with Jesus.
  • Receive it as an unchangeable moment in your life.
  • Breathe in and out: Amen
  • When you are ready, choose another Jelly Belly. Repeat the above process until all 5 candies are consumed.
  • What was most significant to you in this prayer exercise? You may want to journal about it.

Between prayer exercises enjoy a puzzle, sketch, colour, knit, go for a contemplative walk.

“The contemplative dimension of walking comes through my presence to the world around me and to what is moving through me as I walk. I listen for the ways the divine is speaking through the world. I listen to my own heart beating more loudly because of the vigour of my movement. I listen for the ways that new ideas arise in this space.”Christine Valters Paintner, The Artist’s Rule

splash!-Anne Yungwirth

Prayer Exercise #2:   Visio Divina 

Opening to the image

  1. Choose a photograph that evokes the strongest response in you (positive or negative).
  2. Open your heart to the movement of the Spirit in this moment.
  3. Take a good loving look at the image. What do you notice first? What do you notice next?
  4. Take a moment to notice within yourself  your initial responses to the image as you pay attention?
  5. Take another good look at the image, noticing the details to see what might be there that are important for you.
  6. Again, notice within yourself what arises in you? What seems to be strong—either attraction or aversion?

Conversation with God

  1. What do you sense God offering you?
  2. What would you like to say to God?
  3. Let the conversation flow as it seems appropriate.

Stillness

  1. Take a few minutes to be still with what has been given. Allow your heart to settle with what is present for you today.
  2. Offer a final expression of loving surrender to God.

leaf cropped

 

Optional activity for longer retreats : Multimedia artwork  

  1. Reread Isaiah 43:16-19 & Matthew 4:18-22
  2. Draw or cut out and paste on a piece of construction paper a tree with branches on it.
  3. Cut out leaves from construction paper to go on the tree. Make them big enough to write one or two words on them.
  4. Make some leaves spring colours (green) and others fall colours (yellow, orange, brown, red).
  5. On the fall leaves write down former things you feel God inviting you to let go of.
  6. On the spring leaves write down new things God is doing or bringing into your life.
  7. Using the other supplies provided, draw or add anything else you would like to put in your picture.

“Be. Here. This moment. Now is all there is, don’t go seeking another. Discover the sacred in your artist’s tools; they are the vessels of the altar of your own unfolding. Look at this cup of holy water, washing clean the brushes. See the blank page, awaiting your blessing. Gaze on the colours before you, each one a name of God: Saffron, Cobalt, Azure, Ruby. Say each one slowly and taste its juice in your mouth. Let this be your prayer. Brush them across the page. First the small strokes, then the large sweeps. Lose track of all time. This too is prayer. Listen for the words that rise up: Awaken. Envision. Sing, Alleluia. Place marks on the page saying I am here. Watch as word and image dance together. Luminous. Illuminated. This is your sacred text. This is where God’s words are spoken, sometimes in whispers, sometimes in shouts. Be there to catch them as they pass over those sacred lips, tumbling so generously into your open arms.”
Christine Valters Paintner, The Artist’s Rule

 3:00 pm: Gather again in silence and listen to a restful instrumental song such as All Shall Be Well –Gemma, Trust

  • Share what was most significant for you today.
  • Allow for a moment of silent prayer after each person shares.
  • Close in prayer.

Lord, you have made a way into this year,
a path through the mighty waters;
let us go forth together.
We leave behind our former things
and receive the new thing you are doing.
Walk with us into 
the wilderness;
help us drink deeply from your stream.
Amen

 

Credits and References:
“The First Bird Back’ by Lulu Lovering. Used with permission.
“House Finch and Goldfinch” by Beau Considine. Used with permission.
Photo of Jelly Bellies by Wicked Sushi. Used with permission.
“Splash” by Anne Yungwirth. Used with permission.
Instructions for Visio Divina are from SoulStream’s Living from the Heart course. Used with permission.
“Leaf’ by seyed mostafa zamani (cropped slightly). Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without permission from Esther Hizsa is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used provided there is a link to the original content and credit is given as follows: © Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016.  http://www.estherhizsa.com
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Assumptions

Latte_art_in_a_Starbucks_Coffe_ShopI ran into my neighbour the other day at Starbucks. He lives alone and has been on government assistance because of a disability for most of his life. I have wondered how he makes ends meet, especially with the recent increase in food prices.

“Have seat,” he said and pushed a chair toward me. “Been shopping?”

“Yeah. I can’t believe how much these fruits and vegetables cost.” I took off my loaded backpack and sat down.

“They sure are expensive,” he said. In our conversation I learned where he shopped to get the best deals. “I eat pretty simply–oatmeal for breakfast, beans, rice and vegetables for supper.”

“What’s the highlight of your week?”

He smiled. “My roast chicken dinner Fridays and coming here for coffee. I like getting out; I meet some pretty interesting people.”

“You know, if you register your Starbucks card, you get free coffee on your birthday.”

“At Christmas, I got a bunch of coffee cards from my family and one from a friend at church. His note said, ‘You’re always making coffee for us, I thought you might enjoy drinking some yourself.’  I thought the card might have ten dollars on it. But it had fifty! I could hardly believe it. Between him and my family, I’m set for the year.”

As I got up to go, I remembered to tell him where he could get Cobs bread for free on Saturday mornings.

“They make good bread,” he said. “But, on Saturday mornings, I like to go out for coffee   then treat myself to lunch, so I don’t think I will. But thanks for telling me about it.”

I offered to save some for him the next time Fred and I were asked to pick it up.

“I like the seedy loaf.” But after he thought more about it, he said, “That’s okay. I likely wouldn’t be able to eat it before it goes bad. I would have already bought the bread I need for the week, and I only have a small freezer in my fridge. But, I’ll keep it in mind.”

He hugged me goodbye. “Peace be with you,” he said.

“And with you.”

Half way home I realized: I had just assumed that because my neighbour is on Disability, he doesn’t have enough and could use my help to get more. But he is at peace with his life and generously shares that peace with me.

hands reaching out little star

Take, Lord, and receive all my liberty,
my memory, my understanding and my entire will
–all that I have and call my own.
You have given it all to me.
To you, Lord, I return it.
Everything is yours, do with it as you will.
Give me only your love and your grace.
That is enough for me.
–Ignatius of Loyola

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Love Mischief for the World

Love by Dustin Gaffke

Erik is a father of two young boys. He has been a stay-at-home dad for five years. I asked him if he enjoyed it. “Oh, yes. I love it,” he said. “Sure, my wife and I miss the old days when we had more money and just did whatever we wanted. But it’s all right; we have enough.” Erik and his family have discovered: when we are content with what we have, there’s more time for those we love.

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Credits and References:
Latte Art in a Starbucks Coffee Shop” from Wikimedia Commons.
“Reaching Out” by little*star. Used with permission.
“Love” by Dustin Gaffke. Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
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Sometimes God Doesn’t Share Our Point of View

Binoculars portraitI came home from the Wednesday Lunch Club, an outreach for those who are homeless or at risk of homelessness, feeling frustrated with myself. I had met the homeless man who was badly burned last winter when his tent caught on fire. He and I talked for a while, but, on retrospect, I seemed more focussed on helping him get food and clothing, than on hearing his story. Now I wished I had stopped and listened longer.

I set my disappointment aside. It was nearly one o’clock, and “Carol” would be arriving any minute for spiritual direction.

“I was pretty stressed out when I got into my car to go to a doctor’s appointment,” she told me after we began. “But Jesus spoke to me. He said, ‘Carol, look at me. I’m with you. You can do this.’ And I did. The appointment went very well.”

“Wow,” I said. “I love how you heard Jesus so clearly and how he helped you through that.”

“Yeah, if I listen,” she said dejectedly.

Carol longed for the freedom to always respond to God’s voice. “But something in me rebels,” she said. The times she didn’t listen and receive God’s loving direction seemed to negate the times she did.

“When you close your eyes and imagine Jesus knowing all this, how does he respond?”

“He’s compassionate . . . and understanding.” I saw her shoulders relax. Jesus seemed unconcerned about the times she didn’t lean into him; he was enjoying the moment when she did.

Carol’s visit helped me see my interaction at the Lunch Club differently. I thought I hadn’t listened well enough, and assumed that God shared my point of view. Maybe not.

I went over my conversation with the fellow I met. “Twenty-three cars went by before somebody stopped to help me,” he had said. More and more of the conversation came back to me. I was surprised by the details I had heard. I remembered asking him if he had a place to live now. “Oh, yes,” he said softly. “It’s nice. But they were sad to see me leave the hospital. They told me when I was there, I brightened up the place.” I looked at this gentle man and could believe it.

As I remembered all this, I too felt God’s compassion and caught a glimpse of a divine smile.

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She gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: “You are the God
who sees me,” for she said, “I have now seen the One who sees me.”

PUT_CHARACTERS_HEREhhhhbbbbhhhhhhh–Genesis 16:13

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Love Mischief for the World

Love by Dustin Gaffke

“Sue” is a regular at the Wednesday Lunch Club. She  enjoys the camaraderie and, like many, often leaves with as much food and clothing as she can carry. However, by the time she gets home, she has given most of it away. “What else can I do when I see someone who is cold and wet with nothing to eat?” she says.

Last Wednesday, as soon as the volunteers locked up, a latecomer arrived. While someone offered him their sandwiches, Sue dropped her bag on the ground and pulled off the sweater she had just found and fallen in love with. She handed it to the man who couldn’t thank her enough.

What love mischief are you and God doing to care for the earth?
 Let me know and I will include it in an upcoming post.

Credits and references:
“Binoculars Portrait” by gerlos. Used with permission.
Carol’s story (not her real name) was shared with her permission.
“Raindrop” by slgckgc, Used with permission.
“Love” by Dustin Gaffke. Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without permission from Esther Hizsa is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used provided there is a link to the original content and credit is given as follows: © Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016.  http://www.estherhizsa.com
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Enough

A lot of dollars by Reynermedia“My husband and I met with our financial advisor,” a friend said at a New Year’s Eve party. “He told us we’ve saved enough money, and we should start spending it.” After a life of carefully saving for retirement, she could hardly believe it: they have enough.

I wonder what it would be like to say that I have enough of anything: money, time, clothes, books, friends, accomplishments, comfort, love.

Do I really think I would be happier if I had more? Can’t I be happy enough, right now in this moment?

It all hinges on my believing that God is enough, and on God believing that I’m enough. As I write these words, my soul does a little happy dance. It knows: God is and you are.

Last week I told my spiritual director, “You know how a boat slows down and stops for a moment before the sails fill again, and it changes direction? I feel like I’m in that still place.”

Half a year ago, God asked me, “Am I enough for you?” I couldn’t say no. But I couldn’t say yes either. But now, God is not asking me. God is telling me, showing me, allowing me time to do nothing of great importance and feel satisfied. It’s strange, yet peaceful. I’m in no hurry for my sails to fill and for this boat to move on.

Feather 2 Jim Champion

Better is a handful with quiet
    than two handfuls with toil,
    and a chasing after wind.
–Ecclesiastes 4:6

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Love Mischief for the World

Love by Dustin Gaffke

That rascal God, who can’t keep silent (Isaiah 62:1), is poking around in our lives, waking us up to reality: God is enough and we are enough.

Notice what God is doing in your life to show you that it’s true, and you will be doing great love mischief for the world. For more on that, read Richard Rohr’s daily meditations.

What love mischief are you and God doing to care for the earth?
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Credits and References:
“A lot of dollars” by Reynermedia. Used with permission.
“Feather 2” by Jim Champion. Used with permission.
“Love” by Dustin Gaffke. Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
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Epiphany

Xmas Cactus Schlumbergera_Buckleyi_GroupMid-November one lone blossom adorned my Christmas cactus. By Advent it was fuller than ever. It continued to blossom during the Christmas season and into Epiphany. Directees commented on it when they came, and I sat beside this bush, which was burning with glory, as I listened to them.

Silently, daily, gloriously, the plant declared: Christ has come! God is with us.

While I hid in the cleft of the rock and avoided Christmas expectations, blossoms continued to bud, bloom and fall. Mid-December God sang to me this verse from Song of Solomon:

My dove in the clefts of the rock,
    in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.

Cactus_de_noël_rev

God found me in my hiding place, crept in and said, “There you are. Let me look at your beautiful face and hear your sweet voice.”

Not once did God, like a disappointed parent, say, “Now, Esther (sigh), we need to talk.” Instead, from the safety of our nook, God showed me how new traditions were budding and old ones falling away.

We collected spent blossoms and welcomed pink buds. I hadn’t filled stockings or wrapped many presents, yet gifts were given and received. I didn’t bake one cookie, yet a feast was enjoyed. Without a check list, loved ones were cherished, a Eucharist shared, the birth of Christ celebrated, and an Epiphany bestowed: it was enough.

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Love Mischief for the World

Love by Dustin Gaffke

We live in a world driven by the need for more, even when we already have enough. What would it be like if we were set free from the compulsion to be, have, and do more? Author, therapist, and minister Wayne Muller shares much love mischief with the world in his book  A Life of Being, Having and Doing Enough. Muller believes, “By learning compassion and mercy for ourselves and by recognizing what is most profoundly true about who we are and what we need, we can gain the self-acceptance so that whatever we choose to do, in this moment, it is wholly enough.”

What love mischief are you and God doing to care for the earth?
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Credits and References:
Photos of the Schlumbergera (Christmas Cactus) are from Wikipedia Commons.
Song of Solomon 2:14
Quote about Muller’s book is from his book description. 
“Love” by Dustin Gaffke. Used with permission.
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2016.
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without permission from Esther Hizsa is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used provided there is a link to the original content and credit is given as follows: © Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016.  http://www.estherhizsa.com
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