Monday, August 23, 2021

On Christ return and a Zion people

 Luke 1:16-17 “And he will turn many of the children of Israel to the Lord their God, and he will go before him in the spirit and power of Elijah, to turn the hearts of the fathers to the children, and the disobedient to the wisdom of the just, to make ready for the Lord a people prepared.” (English Standard Version)


When Christ comes again, he will need a people primarily prepared to be self-governing. He will not return to impose his will but to guide those willing to follow to become Zion people.

I live with and care for my aged father in a house full of bad memories. Most of my memories of life in this house are memories of poverty and neglect.

I care for him not because it is in my best interests but because it is in his best interest.

From my bedroom window, I see a building built by my grandfathers, so my Eternal Parents will have a place to visit with me, so my Eternal Mother can hold me in her bosom.

From this building, my grandmothers knelt at alters and covenanted to be like our Eternal Mother and to guild their children to her presence.

I knelt at the same alters to make the same commitments to my wife and children.

Emmanuel: God is with us.

Sunday, August 22, 2021

What Good Is God?

God the noun. 
Good the adjective.
A simple “o” varies them. 

Last night exhausted not from the day
but from the burdens,
the perennial grief,
the confusion 

all of which I knew would
wake me in the morning
with a cold kiss 

I mouthed not a prayer but a question: 

“What good is God?
Truly. What good is God?” 

I listened, hoping I might hear
some goodly explanation. 

Crickets. 

I had discovered that God
is not a good conversationalist
so I made up this exchange: 

“Dear God,
is watching the world
just spectator sport to you? 

Couldn’t you get a little more involved?
All these prayers, God . . . what’s the use?” 

So you think you have prayed for bread
and I’ve given you a stone? 

“You could put it that way.”
Even if that were true, which it is not
what would your friend Jesus
tell you to do about it? 

“Do? Like . . . ?” 

Like return good for evil . . .
love your enemies . . .
Bless those that curse you . . . 

“I didn’t say you cursed me.” 

Like pray for those that mistreat you
or give you a stone instead of bread. 

“Pray for you?” I laughed.
“Pray for God?” 

If I don’t answer your prayers
you could answer mine
that’s what Jesus would say. 

“You pray?” 

Without ceasing. 

“For what?” 

I pray that you will not give me a stone
but that you will give me bread
that you will feed my sheep
feed my sheep. 

I kept waking in the night as warm little kisses
reminded me of the time after time dear ones
had lifted my stones
had given me bread
had fed this little sheep.

Pearson, C. L. (2020). Finding Mother God.