prayers, thoughts, hopes & happenings.
Hope to see you tomorrow night at the ArtsCenter!
What we don’t do for God is often more critical that what we in fact do. God is the beginning, center, and end of the world’s life- of existence itself. But we’re often unaware of God’s action except dimly and peripherally. Especially when we’re in full possession of our powers- our education complete, our careers in full swing, people admiring us and prodding us onward- it’s hard not to imagine that we’re at the beginning, center, and end of the world, or at least of that part of the world in which we’re placed. At these moments we need prophetic interference.
Human creativity, then, images God’s creativity when it emerges from a lively, loving community of persons and, perhaps more important, when it participates in unlocking the full potential of what has gone before and creating possibilities for what will come later.
You’re doing your best when you let God in the room and allow the natural things that occur when people collaborate.
Let’s go with Jesus. Not the gay-hating, war-making political tool of the right, but the outcast, subversive, supreme adept who preferred the freaks and lepers and despised and doomed to the rich and powerful. The man Garry Wills describes “with the future in his eyes … paradoxically calming and provoking,” and whom Flannery O’Connor saw as “the ragged figure who moves from tree to tree in the back of [one’s] mind.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
