What I see when I get a moment to pause and make a little sense of the world
Love is both the tenderest mirror and the cruelest. How much and how well we show up for love reflects what we believe ourselves worthy of. What we desire reflects what we believe we deserve. What we long for reflects both our limitations and our restless yearning to transcend them.
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“What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?” the Proust Questionnaire asked David Bowie. “Living in fear.
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Reflections on
Joshua and Caleb in Numbers 13 and 14
These next few weeks our church, Pinehurst United Methodist Church, will be praying carefully about the immediate and long-term needs for our community of faith. The theme for this season of discernment is “Bound for the Promised Land” and recalls this 18th century American dream:
On [Jordan’s] stormy banks I stand, and cast a wishful eye to Canaan’s
fair and happy land, where my possessions lie.
I am bound for the promised land, I am bound for the promised land;
oh, who will come and go with me? I am bound for the promised land.When I shall reach that happy place, I’ll be forever blest,
for I shall see my Father’s face, and in his bosom rest.
I am bound for the promised land, I am bound for the promised land;
oh, who will come and go with me? I am bound for the promised land.(“On Jordan’s Stormy Banks I Stand,” The United Methodist Hymnal, #724, vs 1 & 4)
Samuel Stennett, the hymn’s author, was reminding our new nation of the story of God’s children wandering in the wilderness in anticipation of crossing over Jordan in the Promised Land. Our community of faith is now 11 years old, we sometimes act like the adolescent we are, and we stand poised to take another big step in our journey together. Let’s turn to a moment of decision faced by Moses and the children of Israel as they looked over Jordan to Canaan’s fair and happy land.
Front Porch Reflections 