I think I unintentially carry themes with me for a few months at a time, even years maybe. It's not something I choose to do, it just happens, that a word or a phrase moves you particularly one day (which didn't move me a previous day) and hits home hard and you have to run with it in order to have any peace.
I think that happened over the weekend and, without sounding too holy because I'm not like that - you know! - you wonder if your constellation is in conjunction with Mars or maybe your bio-rythmns are peaking all at once at the moment, or maybe, just maybe, heaven moved a little in the soul of the community here and you could feel it. Maybe the Spirit found a new dance step and the change of beat was noticed. Maybe a word used this weekend in the preparation and the doing of the worship was said at exactly the same time as its echo somwhere back in time and sounded louder today. But I feel we've moved into a more serious deepdown time of exploring what justice is.
I think when I was trying to contemporise Bono's "sermon" for worship (hey, the banners worked fabulously, photos coming soon) I stumbled and deleted and rewrote and deleted again and stumbled again over what I was wanting to say, because I found it incredibly difficult. All I wanted to do was explain justice. To say it clearly, gracefully, honestly. But clearly, God's idea of what justice is, hadn't made it's home in me. I didn't have the words, the images, the stories, the people to think about that could giving me meaning for the word.
It's a serious word. We need to find the words to convict us of what it means, verbally but more importantly, practically. So, what I'm trying to say is, maybe this is our year of justice, to find out what it means, to explore it together, to find the stories about it that we can own, to live the gospel passages, and give it footprints to leave behind.
Of course, this should have been the very first thing we ought to have done as a congregation (after love and grace and peace and forgiveness etc, as if we've got these sussed already) but there just seems to be a movement, a disturbance, a ripple on the waters that is like an invitation, a readying for us to step into a new thing, an opportunnity to explore, one of those paragdim shifts that opens a wee crack in a door.
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