Nov 4: GRATITUDE Daily Devotional
Cultivate gratitude each day this month.
Day 4: Grateful for Community
Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 5:11 — Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.
Reflection: Humans are designed to be in relationships and to cultivate belonging. Gratitude flourishes in community. Together, even when we are divided in our views and perspectives, we often fund common causes and values that bring us together. In community, at our best, we offer support, love, and encouragement to each other in ways that enrich our lives.
Prompt: Reach out to a friend or family member to express gratitude for their presence in your life.
A Community of the Spirit — Rumi
There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.
Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes
to see with the other eye.
Open your hands,
if you want to be held.
Sit down in the circle.
Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
the shepherd’s love filling you.
At night, your beloved wanders.
Don’t accept consolations.
Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover’s mouth in yours.
You moan, “She left me.” “He left me.”
Twenty more will come.
Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!
Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.
Flow down and down in always
widening rings of being.
Reflections on beatitudes and blessings (themes from Matthew)
The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing. — Rumi
SONGS about BLESSINGS:
- Be Not Afraid by Bob Dufford (Christian): https://youtu.be/BltudBGj8dg?feature=shared
- The Blessing by Karl Jobe & Cody Carnes (Christian): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zp6aygmvzM4
- Blessings by Laura Story (Christian): https://youtu.be/XQan9L3yXjc?feature=shared
- Blessings on Blessings by The Newsboys (Christian): https://youtu.be/cKj5KSiHDYU?feature=shared
- Counting my Blessings by Seph Schlueter (song): https://youtu.be/aZjWYgq9QfM?feature=shared
- The Blessing by The King’s Harpists (Christoan): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHhStISvWe8
- Blessings by Florida Georgia Line (country/ Christian): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xs3Pilxy9pY
- Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing performed by Chris Rice (hymn): https://youtu.be/ax_NMWLEb6U?feature=shared
Gospel According to Shug― Alice Walker
HELPED are those who are content to be themselves;
they will never lack mystery in their lives and
the joys of self-discovery will be constant.
HELPED are those who love the entire cosmos
rather than their own tiny country, city, or farm,
for to them will be shown the unbroken web of life
and the meaning of infinity.
HELPED are those who live in quietness,
knowing neither brand name nor fad;
they shall live every day as if in eternity,
and each moment shall be as full as it is long.
HELPED are those who love others unsplit off from their faults;
to them will be given clarity of vision.
HELPED are those who create anything at all,
for they shall relive the thrill of their own conception,
and realize an partnership in the creation of the Universe
that keeps them responsible and cheerful.
HELPED are those who love the Earth,
their mother, and who willingly suffer that she may not die;
in their grief over her pain they will weep rivers of blood,
and in their joy in her lively response to love,
they will converse with the trees.
HELPED are those whose every act
is a prayer for harmony in the Universe,
for they are the restorers of balance to our planet.
To them will be given the insight
that every good act done anywhere in the cosmos
welcomes the life of an animal or a child.
HELPED are those who risk themselves for others’ sakes;
to them will be given increasing opportunities for ever greater risks. Theirs will be a vision of the world
in which no one’s gift is despised or lost.
HELPED are those who strive to give up their anger;
their reward will be that in any confrontation
their first thoughts will never be of violence or of war.
HELPED are those whose every act is a prayer for peace;
on them depends the future of the world.
HELPED are those who forgive;
their reward shall be forgiveness of every evil done to them.
It will be in their power, therefore, to envision the new Earth.
HELPED are those who are shown the existence
of the Creator’s magic in the Universe;
they shall experience delight and astonishment without ceasing.
HELPED are those who laugh with a pure heart;
theirs will be the company of the jolly righteous.
HELPED are those who love all the colors
of all the human beings, as they love
all the colors of the animals and plants;
none of their children, nor any of their ancestors,
nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who love the lesbian, the gay, and the straight,
as they love the sun, the moon, and the stars.
None of their children, nor any of their ancestors,
nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who love the broken and the whole;
none of their children, nor any of their ancestors,
nor any parts of themselves, shall be hidden from them.
HELPED are those who do not join mobs; theirs shall be the understanding that to attack in anger is to murder in confusion.
HELPED are those who find the courage
to do at least one small thing each day to help the existence of another–plant, animal, river, or human being.
They shall be joined by a multitude of the timid.
HELPED are those who lose their fear of death;
theirs is the power to envision the future in a blade of grass.
HELPED are those who love and actively support the diversity of life; they shall be secure in their differences.
HELPED are those who KNOW.
Prayer — Anne Lamott
Hi, God.
I am just a mess.
It is all hopeless.
What else is new?
I would be sick of me, if I were You, but
Miraculously You are not.
I know I have no control over other people’s
Lives, and I hate this.
Yet I believe that if I
Accept this and surrender,
You will meet me
Wherever I am.
Wow. Can this be true? If so, how is this
Afternoon – say, two-ish?
Thank You in advance for Your company and
Blessings.
You have never once let me down.
Amen.
COMMMENTARY on BEATITUDES
While the Ten Commandments are about creating social order (a good thing), the eight Beatitudes of Jesus are all about incorporating what seems like disorder, a very different level of consciousness. With the Beatitudes, there is no social or ego payoff for the false self. Obeying the Commandments can appeal to our egotistic consciousness and our need to be “right” or better than others.
Obedience to the Ten Commandments does give us the necessary impulse control and containment we need to get started, which is foundational to the first half of life. “I have kept all these from my youth,” the rich young man says, before he then refuses to go further (Mark 10:22). The Beatitudes, however, reveal a world of pure grace and abundance, or what Spiral Dynamics and Integral Theory would call the second tier of consciousness and what I call second-half-of-life spirituality. Francis doesn’t call it anything; he just lives it on his path of love. Mature and mystical Christianity is “made to order” to send you through your entire life journey and not just offer you containment. — Richard Rohgr, sourcel https://cac.org/daily-meditations/a-spirituality-of-the-beatitudes-2017-06-22/
Someone asked C.S. Lewis if he cared for the Beatitudes, “As to caring for it, if “caring for,” means liking or enjoying, I suppose no one cares for it. Who can like being knocked flat on his face by a sledgehammer? I can hardly imagine a more deadly spiritual condition than that of a man who can read it with tranquil pleasure.” — Margaret Ashmore, full article: https://christiancounseling.com/blog/uncategorized/the-king%E2%80%99s-speech-beatitudes-part-one-of-six/
Jesus is, I think, inviting us to imagine what it’s like to live in the kingdom of God and, by inviting that imagination, drawing a sharp contrast between the kingdom of God and the kingdom of the world and challenging our often unconscious allegiance to the latter. Notice first that the people who Jesus is calling “blessed” are definitely not the people the larger culture viewed as blessed. Those who are mourning rather than happy? Those who are meek rather than strong? Those who hunger and thirst for righteousness rather than wealth? Absurd. And that holds for pretty much everything on Jesus’ list.
So perhaps Jesus is playing for larger stakes than an improved ethic. Perhaps he’s challenging who we imagine being blessed in the first place. Who is worthy of God’s attention. Who deserves our attention, respect, and honor. And by doing that, he’s also challenging our very understanding of blessedness itself and, by extension, challenging our culture’s view of, well, pretty much everything. Blessing. Power. Success. The good life. Righteousness. What is noble and admirable. What is worth striving for and sacrificing for. You name it. Jesus seems to invite us to call into question our culturally-born and very much this-worldly view of all the categories with which we structure our life, navigate our decisions, and judge those around us. — David Lose, full article: https://www.davidlose.net/2017/11/all-saints-a-preaching-a-beatitudes-inversion/
…. primarily a blessing is about relationship: with the self, with God, with one another. And blessings are about wholeness. Blessings seek wholeness of the self and community without denying the brokenness – the reality of slippery truth, the fact of the degradation of our planet. They reach into a source beyond our present frontiers and do this for the sake of wholeness and healing.
To reach into a source is to live with recognition of the self as being in process: ‘we are distant from the homeland of wholeness.’ It is an old truth that we’ve almost forgotten that the best things in life take time, we need the leaning in of time to form who we are becoming. The gift of time actually is the enabling vehicle which evolves us. Rowan Williams, former Archbishop of Canterbury, warns that we need to remember that we are shaped by time, otherwise we are in danger of losing of what it is to be human. So, the practice of silence and reflection enables us to ‘enter into that forecourt of the soul,’ that source of intimacy which enables possibility to emerge. Rowan Williams goes on to say: ‘Time is a complex and rich gift; it is the medium in which we not only grow and move forward, but also constructively return and resource – literally re-source – ourselves’
There are two Greek words translated as blessing or to bless or blessed in the New Testament. The first one is eulogeo: to speak well of God, to ask God’s blessing on a thing – to praise, to invoke, to consecrate something and set it apart for its ongoing wellness in God. Luke 24:30 ‘He took bread and blessed it, and broke, and gave to them’; Mark 11:9 ‘Blessed is he that comes in the name of the Lord’; Matthew 5:44 ‘Love your enemies, bless them that curse you.’ The second word is markarios – this is the one we most often translate as ‘blessed’ from the Beatitudes: it means to be a partaker of God and the fullness of God. Makarios in particular has that deep sense of joy and grace. — The Carmelite Library, full article: https://thecarmelitelibrary.blogspot.com/2018/06/subversive-by-blessing-what-does-it.html
A Benediction — Rev Nadia Bolz-Weber, source: https://thecorners.substack.com/p/blessed-are-the-agnostics
Maybe the Sermon on the Mount is all about Jesus’ lavish blessing of the people around him on that hillside who his world—like ours—didn’t seem to have much time for: people in pain, people who work for peace instead of profit, people who exercise mercy instead of vengeance.
Maybe Jesus was simply blessing the ones around him that day who didn’t otherwise receive blessing, who had come to believe that, for them, blessings would never be in the cards. I mean, come on, doesn’t that just sound like something Jesus would do? Extravagantly throwing around blessings as though they grew on trees?
So I imagine Jesus standing among us offering some new beatitudes:
- Blessed are the agnostics.
- Blessed are they who doubt. Those who aren’t sure, who can still be surprised.
- Blessed are they who are spiritually impoverished and therefore not so certain about everything that they no longer take in new information.
- Blessed are those who have nothing to offer. Blessed are the preschoolers who cut in line at communion. Blessed are the poor in spirit. You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
- Blessed are they for whom death is not an abstraction.
- Blessed are they who have buried their loved ones, for whom tears could fill an ocean. Blessed are they who have loved enough to know what loss feels like.
- Blessed are the mothers of the miscarried.
- Blessed are they who don’t have the luxury of taking things for granted anymore.
- Blessed are they who can’t fall apart because they have to keep it together for everyone else.
- Blessed are those who “still aren’t over it yet.”
- Blessed are those who mourn. You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
- Blessed are those who no one else notices. The kids who sit alone at middle-school lunch tables. The laundry guys at the hospital. The sex workers and the night-shift street sweepers.
- Blessed are the forgotten. Blessed are the closeted.
- Blessed are the unemployed, the unimpressive, the underrepresented.
- Blessed are the teens who have to figure out ways to hide the new cuts on their arms. Blessed are the meek.
- You are of heaven and Jesus blesses you.
- Blessed are the wrongly accused, the ones who never catch a break, the ones for whom life is hard, for Jesus chose to surround himself with people like them.
- Blessed are those without documentation. Blessed are the ones without lobbyists.
- Blessed are foster kids and special-ed kids and every other kid who just wants to feel safe and loved.
- Blessed are those who make terrible business decisions for the sake of people.
- Blessed are the burned-out social workers and the overworked teachers and the pro bono case takers.
- Blessed are the kindhearted football players and the fundraising trophy wives.
- Blessed are the kids who step between the bullies and the weak. Blessed are they who hear that they are forgiven.
- Blessed is everyone who has ever forgiven me when I didn’t deserve it.
- Blessed are the merciful, for they totally get it.
I imagine Jesus standing here blessing us all because I believe that is our Lord’s nature. Because, after all, it was Jesus who had all the powers of the universe at his disposal but did not consider his equality with God something to be exploited. Instead, he came to us in the most vulnerable of ways, as a powerless, flesh-and-blood newborn. As if to say, “You may hate your bodies, but I am blessing all human flesh. You may admire strength and might, but I am blessing all human weakness. You may seek power, but I am blessing all human vulnerability.” This Jesus whom we follow cried at the tomb of his friend and turned the other cheek and forgave those who hung him on a cross. Because he was God’s Beatitude—God’s blessing to the weak in a world that admires only the strong.
Reflections on love, themes from 1 Corinthians 13. 1-3
This is our great covenant: To dwell together in peace, To seek the truth in love, And to help one another. — James Vila Blake
Agape is something of the understanding, creative, redemptive goodwill for all men. It is a love that seeks nothing in return. It is an overflowing love; it’s what theologians would call the love of God working in the lives of men. And when you rise to love on this level, you begin to love men, not because they are likeable, but because God loves them. — Martin Luther King Jr.
Songs about Sacred Love:
- Though I May Speak performed by Koine (Christian): https://youtu.be/AXSI8krPwx0?si=5MHeMxiAamqcpw7B
- Sacred Love by Sting (pop): https://youtu.be/8lofjjP8uig?si=7Oc6Pl_HzH1S5t8E
- Sacred King of Love by Grover Washington Jr (pop/jazz/blues): https://youtu.be/YDH4tvkQ6mY?si=lQs2IXLKlBs6LEeA
- Most Ancient Love Poem: Song of Songs: | نَشِيدُ الأَنَاشِيدِ | שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים – Performed vy Hadar Nehemya (Jewish, Christian, Muslim): https://youtu.be/qYpYzf3xlAc?si=t9FIdWYwRETmEa7H
- Sacred Love by Danish Choir (choral/classicall): https://youtu.be/pvCtRXGYC1E?si=VkdmHOff1gWpYRWg
- 3 Choruses from Tsar Fyodor Ioannovich: No. 2. Sacred Loveperformed by St. Petersburg Optina Pustyn Male Choir (Chorall/classical): https://youtu.be/1ivSqMO9AbU?si=vB-Ut416qv6ntgX7
- Love Never Ends by The Corner Room (Chriistian): https://youtu.be/I0YJEUkKAUc?si=WNed5aoX9m0uetvo
- Sacred Love by 玉置浩二 (religious/CHristian): https://youtu.be/VofLwmfZjzY?si=sXM_T7G-m9b7Eysu
- Without Love by Jonathan Ogden (Christian): https://youtu.be/HHUwmpvitIY?si=An3HSlcryPEBmwkB
- Love Never Fails by Sarah Begaj (Christian): https://youtu.be/pcBwYJ9ndAc?si=HPrA8IhYgNWpYsBQ
- Agape by Nicholas Britell (Christian instrumental): https://youtu.be/mmK71ZfaZO4?si=KIgQisXQZT8UFRoK
- Agape by Bear’s Den (Christian): https://youtu.be/VkArUc70Efk?si=r-yG4AU_2LOf14G9
- In Regards to Love: Agape by Taro Umebayashi (Christian): https://youtu.be/4ApDiX0_X_k?si=GVlgY2t-scMfFgA-
- Sacred Love by Jeymes Samuel (ft. Yemi Alade) (gospel/musical/pop): https://youtu.be/jTiA0lreKUM?si=_vVrph3LN8UZ4vAn
- Sacred Love by Daniel Nahmod (Christian): https://youtu.be/CmJm-e5owV0?si=FzEp1XI9nWJudCPH
- Sacred Love by Elevate – The Band (Christian): https://youtu.be/La1yMnfeVr0?si=q3wJvkPu2CCcwZUL
Are you fleeing from Love because of a single humiliation?
… Since Love is loyal, it purchases one who is loyal:
it has no interest in a disloyal companion.
The human being resembles a tree; its root is a covenant with God:
that root must be cherished with all one’s might.
A weak covenant is a rotten root, without grace or fruit.
Though the boughs and leaves of the date palm are green,
greenness brings no benefit if the root is corrupt.
If a branch is without green leaves, yet has a good root,
a hundred leaves will put forth their hands in the end.
— Rumi
A SERMON on LOVE by Nadia Bolz-Weber (excerpt, full article: https://www.patheos.com/resources/additional-resources/2010/02/sermon-on-love?p=2)
… the really amazing thing about 1 Corinthians 13 is that even hundreds of thousands of schlocky wedding and inspirational posters and bad Christian coffee mugs can’t kill it. Paul’s hymn to Love is perhaps one of the most recognizable texts in the New Testament. And it is really beautiful… but it has just about nothing to do with romance.
To be sure, the subject of love is a tricky one. I think because we so often are loved poorly, loved incompletely, loved conditionally. The subject of love is a tricky one because we so often love poorly, incompletely, and conditionally. And, forgive the pop psychology, but my theory is that when we are loved so poorly we begin, on some level, to assume that we are maybe undeserving of being loved well. And from this state of being loved poorly, feeling undeserving, and then loving poorly in return — which, let’s face it, is the foundation of Oprah’s and Dr. Phil’s entire empires — we do some stuff that’s… unhelpful.
I’ve been thinking about the things I’ve done in my life to try and make myself more lovable. I lost weight, I tried to not use big words, I tried laughing even when a joke wasn’t funny. And when I was dating Matthew (and those of you who know me will get this) I went camping. I tried showing the other person only the parts of myself that I thought were lovable, and if there weren’t enough of those parts then I just manufactured some. Because I was sure that to know me is actually not to Love me.
… Richard Rohr has a way of assessing our spiritual health… namely what do we do with pain? Do we transmit it or do we transform it? Because the mirror in which we might see ourselves as God sees us gets dimmer and dimmer when the pain of being human is transmitted to us and not transformed. As our own sin and brokenness begins to be a lens through which we view ourselves and others, the mirror grows dimmer. And then the pain of not knowing who we really are becomes transmitted through all the things Paul describes: arrogance, impatience, unkindness, envy, selfishness.It can be a desperate cycle based on something as simple as the truth my mother once spoke: “Honey, bullies just bully out of their own hurt inside as though they have to spread it.” But this is true of so many things when we think about it. And I think what Paul was saying to his little church plant gone bad was: stop hurting each other. Stop transmitting your hurt and sin. Because from that state of being loved poorly, feeling undeserving, and then loving poorly in return, we do some stuff that’s… unhelpful.
This letter to the church in Corinth … told them who they were not by telling them about history or biology or sociology, but by telling them about love. Not the emotion of Love. Not the sentiment of Love. Not the romance of Love. Because honestly, I have yet to see a Hallmark card with I love you so much that I will endure you. Or, My love for you bears all your things. But Paul writes of Love as origin. Love as source. Love as God, and God as Love. This Love has really nothing to do with feeling nice. It’s actually not about feelings at all, it’s about truth. It’s about the truth of who we are through the eyes of a God who knows us fully.
This love described by Paul isn’t mushy and sentimental. It’s tough and unwilling to yield. This love — which is patient and kind and isn’t rude or boastful and is self-giving and all that — here’s what is scary about this kind of love: you can’t manipulate it. There is no amount of weight loss, piety, personality management, big smiles, or strained pretense that can effect this love. And maybe in the absence of manipulation we stand bare before the eyes of God. This love is found in the gaze of God as God looks upon us naked and whole. Because this type of love is characterized by the giver not the receiver. Gone are the strivings and manipulations and efforts to make ourselves more lovable. In the face-to-face Gaze of the beloved we are known because we are loved. We aren’t loved because we are known — that leads again to trying to gussy ourselves up to be lovable.
We are known by God because we are loved by God. Think about that. The truth of who we were before any pain and hurt was transmitted to us by those who are hurt and in pain…before we forgot our song… we were loved. Paul says, “For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face.” For now we manipulate our selves and our image and our loved ones and see only dimly. Now we gaze in the mirror and see only part of who we are and even then the image is reversed. But we have the promise that in the fullness of time we will see face to face with God. Because, Paul writes, “Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.”
The truth of who you are is found in the eyes of God, not the eyes of the world. It is the love of God who created this world and called it Good. It is the love of a God who brought the Israelites out of slavery, who fed Ruth and Naomi, who walked among us as Jesus of Nazareth, it is the love of the God who knit you together in your mother’s womb that gets to tell you who you are. Nothing else. Not the media, not a family who wishes you were different, and not even yourself. Only the God who knows and loves you fully can tell you who you are. And this is true of everyone, the good the bad and the boring.
In the movie Dead Man Walking, Sister Helen Prejean offered pastoral care to a despicable murderer. He was an unrepentant, wretched man. Yet her faith in a loving God allowed her, moments before his execution, to say to him, “I want the last face you see in this world to be the face of love, so you look at me when they do this thing. I’ll be the face of love for you.”
I think Paul might be telling us to be the face of love for each other. When we know that we are loved by God in the fullness of God’s knowledge of us we are free to live in this love. Free to transmit the love of Christ in a hurting world. Free to see ourselves and others as God sees us. Not because we are good, but because we are loved. And seeing just a glimpse, wanting it, moving toward it, brings us closer to what is promised to us forever: that we will see God, who is love, face to face. Amen
ON SACRED LOVE (AGAPE)
There is sweet family love, entangled by history, need, frustration and annoyance. There is community love, a love of music, Zorba’s reckless love of life. It can be vital or serene. There’s the ecstatic love — for the natural world, or in bed — there’s the love of justice or the radical transforming love of what we might call Goodness, Gus (Great Universal Spirit), or God. — Anne Lamott
Let your goal not be to be the first or the best. Let your goal be to be the peace, love, and light of the Divine.― Hiral Nagda
This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls. ― Aberjhani
For love is a celestial harmony
Of likely hearts compos’d of stars’ concent,
Which join together in sweet sympathy,
To work each other’s joy and true content,
Which they have harbour’d since their first descent
Out of their heavenly bowers, where they did see
And know each other here belov’d to be.”
― Edmund Spenser
I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love. — William Blake
Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love? — Fulton J. Sheen
There are no galley-slaves in the royal vessel of divine love – every man works his oar voluntarily! — St. Francis de Sales
Agape love is selfless love . . . the love God wants us to have isn’t just an emotion but a conscious act of the will—a deliberate decision on our part to put others ahead of ourselves. This is the kind of love God has for us. — Billy Graham
Agape doesn’t love somebody because they’re worthy. Agape makes them worthy by the strength and power of its love. Agape doesn’t love somebody because they’re beautiful. Agape loves in such a way that it makes them beautiful. — Rob Bell
Agape is disinterested love. Agape does not begin by discriminating between worthy and unworthy people, or any qualities people possess. It begins by loving others for their sakes.
Therefore, agape makes no distinction between friend and enemy; it is directed toward both. — Martin Luther King Jr.
Giving Out of Love, Giving Out of Guilt — Rachel Held Evans (full article: https://rachelheldevans.com/blog/giving-guilt)
I realized that I was giving out of guilt, not love. And according to Paul, even the greatest, most dramatic acts of charity will leave me feeling empty if I do them out of self-interest (easing my conscience) rather than out of love (easing other people’s burdens).
[Note that Paul says that, “I gain nothing.” For a kid in desperate need of clean water, a well is a well—regardless of whether a donor gave out of love or guilt. I firmly believe that giving out of guilt is better than not giving at all, and that sometimes our acts of faithfulness must precede (or do without) our pure motives.]
So lately I’ve been asking God to show me how to give out of guilt rather than love. A few things have come to mind:
- First of all, I’ve got to stop measuring the amount of love in my life by the amount of money/publicity I give to my favorite non-profit organizations. The truth is, it’s easier for me to love people I have never met (kids with AIDS in Africa) than it is to love people I have met (that hard-core conservative down the street who always gives me flack about my politics). It’s easier for me to have compassion on the widows I spent a week with in India than the women I see every day. It’s easier for me to say I am intellectually committed to Jesus’ teaching that we are to love our enemies than it is for me to let go of the bitterness I carry around from people who have wronged me. In other words, if I have no compassion for my friends and neighbors, what I give to strangers is just charity—not love. But if I can become more patient, kind, understanding, forgiving and compassionate toward those around me, what I give to those in far away places will come from the overflow of love already in my heart.
- Secondly, I’ve got to stop looking at the “poor and needy” as mere objects of my charity and actually form interdependent relationships with the people around me—where I am a part of their community and they are a part of my community. It’s so much harder, yet so much more authentic and rewarding, to give to people I know than it is to give to people I keep at arm’s length. It’s even harder (for me) to make it reciprocal, to accept their help and friendship in return. My pride likes to keep me in the position of giving rather than receiving.
- Finally, my favorite trick for easing my conscience is to judge people who don’t give as much or care as much as I do. But this is not love. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. The best way to inspire others to give more is not to tell them to give more, but to live as an example—without judgment, without pride, without envy, without (gulp) cynicism. (Looks like I’m going to have to meditate on this passage a bit more!)
Reflections on love, themes from 1 Corinthians 13: 1-3
To seek the truth in love, And to help one another.
— James Vila Blake
Agape is something of the understanding, creative, redemptive goodwill for all men. It is a love that seeks nothing in return. It is an overflowing love; it’s what theologians would call the love of God working in the lives of men. And when you rise to love on this level, you begin to love men, not because they are likeable, but because God loves them. — Martin Luther King Jr.
Songs about Sacred Love:
- Though I May Speak performed by Koine (Christian): https://youtu.be/AXSI8krPwx0?si=5MHeMxiAamqcpw7B
- Sacred Love by Sting (pop): https://youtu.be/8lofjjP8uig?si=7Oc6Pl_HzH1S5t8E
- Sacred King of Love by Grover Washington Jr (pop/jazz/blues): https://youtu.be/YDH4tvkQ6mY?si=lQs2IXLKlBs6LEeA
- Most Ancient Love Poem: Song of Songs: | نَشِيدُ الأَنَاشِيدِ | שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים – Performed vy Hadar Nehemya (Jewish, Christian, Muslim): https://youtu.be/qYpYzf3xlAc?si=t9FIdWYwRETmEa7H
- Sacred Love by Danish Choir (choral/classicall): https://youtu.be/pvCtRXGYC1E?si=VkdmHOff1gWpYRWg
- 3 Choruses from Tsar Fyodor Ioannovich: No. 2. Sacred Love performed by St. Petersburg Optina Pustyn Male Choir (Chorall/classical): https://youtu.be/1ivSqMO9AbU?si=vB-Ut416qv6ntgX7
- Love Never Ends by The Corner Room (Chriistian): https://youtu.be/I0YJEUkKAUc?si=WNed5aoX9m0uetvo
- Sacred Love by 玉置浩二 (religious/CHristian): https://youtu.be/VofLwmfZjzY?si=sXM_T7G-m9b7Eysu
- Without Love by Jonathan Ogden (Christian): https://youtu.be/HHUwmpvitIY?si=An3HSlcryPEBmwkB
- Love Never Fails by Sarah Begaj (Christian): https://youtu.be/pcBwYJ9ndAc?si=HPrA8IhYgNWpYsBQ
- Agape by Nicholas Britell (Christian instrumental): https://youtu.be/mmK71ZfaZO4?si=KIgQisXQZT8UFRoK
- Agape by Bear’s Den (Christian): https://youtu.be/VkArUc70Efk?si=r-yG4AU_2LOf14G9
- In Regards to Love: Agape by Taro Umebayashi (Christian): https://youtu.be/4ApDiX0_X_k?si=GVlgY2t-scMfFgA-
- Sacred Love by Jeymes Samuel (ft. Yemi Alade) (gospel/musical/pop): https://youtu.be/jTiA0lreKUM?si=_vVrph3LN8UZ4vAn
- Sacred Love by Daniel Nahmod (Christian): https://youtu.be/CmJm-e5owV0?si=FzEp1XI9nWJudCPH
- Sacred Love by Elevate – The Band (Christian): https://youtu.be/La1yMnfeVr0?si=q3wJvkPu2CCcwZUL
… Since Love is loyal, it purchases one who is loyal:
it has no interest in a disloyal companion.
The human being resembles a tree; its root is a covenant with God:
that root must be cherished with all one’s might.
A weak covenant is a rotten root, without grace or fruit.
Though the boughs and leaves of the date palm are green,
greenness brings no benefit if the root is corrupt.
If a branch is without green leaves, yet has a good root,
a hundred leaves will put forth their hands in the end.
— Rumi
A SERMON on LOVE by Nadia Bolz-Weber (Excerpt – full article: https://www.patheos.com/resources/additional-resources/2010/02/sermon-on-love?p=2)
… the really amazing thing about 1 Corinthians 13 is that even hundreds of thousands of schlocky wedding and inspirational posters and bad Christian coffee mugs can’t kill it. Paul’s hymn to Love is perhaps one of the most recognizable texts in the New Testament. And it is really beautiful… but it has just about nothing to do with romance.
To be sure, the subject of love is a tricky one. I think because we so often are loved poorly, loved incompletely, loved conditionally. The subject of love is a tricky one because we so often love poorly, incompletely, and conditionally. And, forgive the pop psychology, but my theory is that when we are loved so poorly we begin, on some level, to assume that we are maybe undeserving of being loved well. And from this state of being loved poorly, feeling undeserving, and then loving poorly in return — which, let’s face it, is the foundation of Oprah’s and Dr. Phil’s entire empires — we do some stuff that’s… unhelpful.
…. Richard Rohr has a way of assessing our spiritual health… namely what do we do with pain? Do we transmit it or do we transform it? Because the mirror in which we might see ourselves as God sees us gets dimmer and dimmer when the pain of being human is transmitted to us and not transformed. As our own sin and brokenness begins to be a lens through which we view ourselves and others, the mirror grows dimmer. And then the pain of not knowing who we really are becomes transmitted through all the things Paul describes: arrogance, impatience, unkindness, envy, selfishness.
It can be a desperate cycle based on something as simple as the truth my mother once spoke: “Honey, bullies just bully out of their own hurt inside as though they have to spread it.” But this is true of so many things when we think about it. And I think what Paul was saying to his little church plant gone bad was: stop hurting each other. Stop transmitting your hurt and sin. Because from that state of being loved poorly, feeling undeserving, and then loving poorly in return, we do some stuff that’s… unhelpful.
This letter to the church in Corinth .. told them who they were not by telling them about history or biology or sociology, but by telling them about love. Not the emotion of Love. Not the sentiment of Love. Not the romance of Love. Because honestly, I have yet to see a Hallmark card with I love you so much that I will endure you. Or, My love for you bears all your things. But Paul writes of Love as origin. Love as source. Love as God, and God as Love. This Love has really nothing to do with feeling nice. It’s actually not about feelings at all, it’s about truth. It’s about the truth of who we are through the eyes of a God who knows us fully.
This love described by Paul isn’t mushy and sentimental. It’s tough and unwilling to yield. This love — which is patient and kind and isn’t rude or boastful and is self-giving and all that — here’s what is scary about this kind of love: you can’t manipulate it. There is no amount of weight loss, piety, personality management, big smiles, or strained pretense that can effect this love. And maybe in the absence of manipulation we stand bare before the eyes of God. This love is found in the gaze of God as God looks upon us naked and whole. Because this type of love is characterized by the giver not the receiver. Gone are the strivings and manipulations and efforts to make ourselves more lovable. In the face-to-face Gaze of the beloved we are known because we are loved. We aren’t loved because we are known — that leads again to trying to gussy ourselves up to be lovable.
We are known by God because we are loved by God. Think about that. The truth of who we were before any pain and hurt was transmitted to us by those who are hurt and in pain…before we forgot our song… we were loved. Paul says, “For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face.” For now we manipulate our selves and our image and our loved ones and see only dimly. Now we gaze in the mirror and see only part of who we are and even then the image is reversed. But we have the promise that in the fullness of time we will see face to face with God. Because, Paul writes, “Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.”
The truth of who you are is found in the eyes of God, not the eyes of the world. It is the love of God who created this world and called it Good. It is the love of a God who brought the Israelites out of slavery, who fed Ruth and Naomi, who walked among us as Jesus of Nazareth, it is the love of the God who knit you together in your mother’s womb that gets to tell you who you are. Nothing else. Not the media, not a family who wishes you were different, and not even yourself. Only the God who knows and loves you fully can tell you who you are. And this is true of everyone, the good the bad and the boring.
In the movie Dead Man Walking, Sister Helen Prejean offered pastoral care to a despicable murderer. He was an unrepentant, wretched man. Yet her faith in a loving God allowed her, moments before his execution, to say to him, “I want the last face you see in this world to be the face of love, so you look at me when they do this thing. I’ll be the face of love for you.”
I think Paul might be telling us to be the face of love for each other. When we know that we are loved by God in the fullness of God’s knowledge of us we are free to live in this love. Free to transmit the love of Christ in a hurting world. Free to see ourselves and others as God sees us. Not because we are good, but because we are loved. And seeing just a glimpse, wanting it, moving toward it, brings us closer to what is promised to us forever: that we will see God, who is love, face to face.
GIVING Out of LOVE, GIVING Out of GUILT — Rachel Held Evans (full article: https://rachelheldevans.com/blog/giving-guilt)
I realized that I was giving out of guilt, not love. And according to Paul, even the greatest, most dramatic acts of charity will leave me feeling empty if I do them out of self-interest (easing my conscience) rather than out of love (easing other people’s burdens).
[Note that Paul says that, “I gain nothing.” For a kid in desperate need of clean water, a well is a well—regardless of whether a donor gave out of love or guilt. I firmly believe that giving out of guilt is better than not giving at all, and that sometimes our acts of faithfulness must precede (or do without) our pure motives.]
…A few things have come to mind:
- First of all, I’ve got to stop measuring the amount of love in my life by the amount of money/publicity I give to my favorite non-profit organizations. The truth is, it’s easier for me to love people I have never met (kids with AIDS in Africa) than it is to love people I have met (that hard-core conservative down the street who always gives me flack about my politics). It’s easier for me to have compassion on the widows I spent a week with in India than the women I see every day. It’s easier for me to say I am intellectually committed to Jesus’ teaching that we are to love our enemies than it is for me to let go of the bitterness I carry around from people who have wronged me. In other words, if I have no compassion for my friends and neighbors, what I give to strangers is just charity—not love. But if I can become more patient, kind, understanding, forgiving and compassionate toward those around me, what I give to those in far away places will come from the overflow of love already in my heart.
- Secondly, I’ve got to stop looking at the “poor and needy” as mere objects of my charity and actually form interdependent relationships with the people around me—where I am a part of their community and they are a part of my community. It’s so much harder, yet so much more authentic and rewarding, to give to people I know than it is to give to people I keep at arm’s length. It’s even harder (for me) to make it reciprocal, to accept their help and friendship in return. My pride likes to keep me in the position of giving rather than receiving.
- Finally, my favorite trick for easing my conscience is to judge people who don’t give as much or care as much as I do. But this is not love. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. The best way to inspire others to give more is not to tell them to give more, but to live as an example—without judgment, without pride, without envy, without (gulp) cynicism. (Looks like I’m going to have to meditate on this passage a bit more!)
ON SACRED LOVE (AGAPE)
There is sweet family love, entangled by history, need, frustration and annoyance. There is community love, a love of music, Zorba’s reckless love of life. It can be vital or serene. There’s the ecstatic love — for the natural world, or in bed — there’s the love of justice or the radical transforming love of what we might call Goodness, Gus (Great Universal Spirit), or God. — Anne Lamott
Let your goal not be to be the first or the best. Let your goal be to be the peace, love, and light of the Divine.― Hiral Nagda
This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls. ― Aberjhani
For love is a celestial harmony
Of likely hearts compos’d of stars’ concent,
Which join together in sweet sympathy,
To work each other’s joy and true content,
Which they have harbour’d since their first descent
Out of their heavenly bowers, where they did see
And know each other here belov’d to be.”
― Edmund Spenser
I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love. — William Blake
Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love? — Fulton J. Sheen
There are no galley-slaves in the royal vessel of divine love – every man works his oar voluntarily! — St. Francis de Sales
Agape love is selfless love . . . the love God wants us to have isn’t just an emotion but a conscious act of the will—a deliberate decision on our part to put others ahead of ourselves. This is the kind of love God has for us. — Billy Graham
Agape doesn’t love somebody because they’re worthy. Agape makes them worthy by the strength and power of its love. Agape doesn’t love somebody because they’re beautiful. Agape loves in such a way that it makes them beautiful. — Rob Bell
Agape is disinterested love. Agape does not begin by discriminating between worthy and unworthy people, or any qualities people possess. It begins by loving others for their sakes.
Therefore, agape makes no distinction between friend and enemy; it is directed toward both. — Martin Luther King Jr.
Meditation on seeing and blindness: themes from Mark. To what are you called to bear witness? When and how have you been blind in your life, and what or who opened your eyes?
I think we all suffer from acute blindness at times. Life is a constant journey of trying to open your eyes. I’m just beginning my journey, and my eyes aren’t fully open yet. — Olivia Thirlby
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind … — William Shakespeare
Helping, fixing, and serving represent three different ways of seeing life. When you help, you see life as weak. When you fix, you see life as broken. When you serve, you see life as whole. ― Joan Halifax
I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart. — Pope John XXIII
Songs about ‘Blindness’:
- Blind Leading the Blind by Mumford & Sons (rock)
- Blind Fools by Megan Davies & Curtis Peoples (country)
- I Am Free by Newsboys (Christian rock)
- I Go Blind by Hootie & The Blowfish (rock)
- I Wish I Were Blind by Bruce Springsteen (rock)
- Seeing Blind by Niall Horan & Maren Morris (country)
- Sky Blue by Peter Gabriel with Blind Boys of Alabama (ballad/gospel)
- Blind Boy by Musical Youth (pop)
- Loving Blind by Clint Smith (country)
- Love Is Blind by David Coverdale/Whitesnake (rock)
- Lord You’ve Been Good To Me by 5 Blind Boys (gospel)
- He Saw It All by the Booth Brothers (Christian country)
- If You Me To by Ginny Owens (Christian)
- Live Music with Blind Boys of Alabama (gospel)
- Blind Man by Aerosmith (rock)
- Blind Love by Tom Waits (country)
- You’re Blind by Run/DMC (rock/rap)
- Blind by Dababy (rap – includes explicit lyrics/some cursing)
Songs about Sight & Seeing:
- My Father’s Eyes by Eric Clapton (rock)
- Have You Ever Seen the Rain? by Creedance Clearwater Revival (country/rock)
- Doctor My Eyes by Jackson Browne (rock)
- Look at Me by Sarah Vaughan (jazz/blues)
- I Only Have Eyes for You by The Flamingos (rock/soul)
- The Light In Your Eyes by LeAnn Rimes (country)
- When I Look at the World by U2
- I Look to You by Whitney Houston (rock)
- The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra (jazz/big band)
- Eyes Open by Taylor Swift (pop)
- Close Your Eyes by Meghan Trainor (country)
- Fresh Eyes by Andy Grammer (pop)
- In Your Eyes by Peter Gabriel (rock ballad)
- Don’t Close Your Eyes cover by Tim McGraw
- In Another’s Eyes by Trisha Yearwood & Garth Brooks (country)
- In My Daughter’s Eyes by Martina McBride
- Sue Looks Good to Me by Alicia Keys (pop)
- Look It Here by Public Enemy (rap)
- Look Me In the Heart by Tina Turner (rock)
- Look at Me Now by Kirk Franklin (rock/rap/gospel)
- Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You by Frankie Valli (rock)
- Close Your Eyes by Peaches & Herb & again Close Your Eyes The Five Keys (soul/rock)
- Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler (rock ballad)
- When I Look in Your Eyes by Firehouse (rock)
- Close Your Eyes by Michael Buble (pop)
- Close My Eyes Forever by Ozzy Osbourne & Lita Ford (rock ballad)
- Take a Look at Me Now (Against All Odds) by Phil Collins (pop ballad)
- Angel Eyes by the Jeff Healey Band (rock)
- My Eyes Have Seen You and I Looked at You by The Doors (rock)
- Sight for Sore Eyes by Aerosmith (rock)
- Look at Me Now by Charlies Puth (pop)
- Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish
- The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson (pop ballad)
- The Eyes of a Woman by Journey (rock)
There are things you can’t reach. But
You can reach out to them, and all day long.
The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god.
And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier.
I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.
Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
As though with your arms open.
― Mary Oliver
I said: What about my eyes?
God said: Keep them on the road.
I said: What about my passion?
God said: Keep it burning.
I said: What about my heart?
God said: Tell me what you hold inside it?
I said: Pain and sorrow?
He said: Stay with it.
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
— attributed to Rumi
PRAYER by Richard Rohr
God of all Light and Truth, just make sure that I am not a blind man or woman.
Keep me humble and honest, and that will be more than enough work for you.
PRAYER by Nadia Bolz-Weber
God of desert prophets and unlikely messiahs, humble us.
Show us that there is more to see than what we look for.
More possibility. More love. More forgiveness …
Restore our sight so that we may see you in each other.
PRAYER by St Augustine
Late have I loved you, O beauty ever ancient, ever new.
Late have I loved you. You have called to me, and have called out,
and have shattered my deafness. You have blazed forth with light and
have put my blindness to flight! You have sent forth fragrance,
and I have drawn in my breath, and I pant after you.
I have tasted you, and I hunger and thirst after you.
You have touched me, and I have burned for your peace.
At the End of the Day: A Mirror of Questions — John O’Donohue
What dreams did I create last night?
Where did my eyes linger today?
Where was I blind?
Where was I hurt without anyone noticing?
What did I learn today?
What did I read?
What new thoughts visited me?
What differences did I notice in those closest to me?
Whom did I neglect?
Where did I neglect myself?
What did I begin today that might endure?
How were my conversations?
What did I do today for the poor and the excluded?
Did I remember the dead today?
When could I have exposed myself to the risk of something different?
Where did I allow myself to receive love?
With whom today did I feel most myself?
What reached me today? How did it imprint?
Who saw me today?
What visitations hd I from the past and from the future?
What did I avoid today?
From the evidence – why was I given this day?
On Seeing
Knowing it and seeing it are two different things. ― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
After all, the true seeing is within. ― George Eliot, Middlemarch
The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God’s eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love. ― Meister Eckhart, Sermons of Meister Eckhart
The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in us that we don’t feel brave enough or sane enough to deal with. To the degree that we look clearly and compassionately at ourselves, we feel confident and fearless about looking into someone else’s eyes. ― Pema Chodron
Rachel Carson said most of us go through life “unseeing.” I do that some days … I think it’s easier to see when you’re a kid. We’re not in a hurry to get anywhere and we don’t have those long to-do lists you guys have. ― Jim Lynch, The Highest Tide
The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him. — Rumi
What we do see depends mainly on what we look for. … In the same field the farmer will notice the crop, the geologists the fossils, botanists the flowers, artists the colouring, sportmen the cover for the game. Though we may all look at the same things, it does not all follow that we should see them. ― John Lubbock, The Beauties of Nature and the Wonders of the World We Live in
I look at the world
— Langston Hughes
I look at the world
From awakening eyes in a black face—
And this is what I see:
This fenced-off narrow space
Assigned to me.
I look then at the silly walls
Through dark eyes in a dark face—
And this is what I know:
That all these walls oppression builds
Will have to go!
I look at my own body
With eyes no longer blind—
And I see that my own hands can make
The world that’s in my mind.
Then let us hurry, comrades,
The road to find.
by Toni Morrison
In the version I know the woman is the daughter of slaves, black, American, and lives alone in a small house outside of town. Her reputation for wisdom is without peer and without question. Among her people she is both the law and its transgression. The honor she is paid and the awe in which she is held reach beyond her neighborhood to places far away; to the city where the intelligence of rural prophets is the source of much amusement.
One day the woman is visited by some young people who seem to be bent on disproving her clairvoyance and showing her up for the fraud they believe she is. Their plan is simple: they enter her house and ask the one question the answer to which rides solely on her difference from them, a difference they regard as a profound disability: her blindness. They stand before her, and one of them says, “Old woman, I hold in my hand a bird. Tell me whether it is living or dead.”
She does not answer, and the question is repeated. “Is the bird I am holding living or dead?”
Still she doesn’t answer. She is blind and cannot see her visitors, let alone what is in their hands. She does not know their color, gender or homeland. She only knows their motive.
The old woman’s silence is so long, the young people have trouble holding their laughter.
Finally she speaks and her voice is soft but stern. “I don’t know”, she says. “I don’t know whether the bird you are holding is dead or alive, but what I do know is that it is in your hands. It is in your hands.”
Her answer can be taken to mean: if it is dead, you have either found it that way or you have killed it. If it is alive, you can still kill it. Whether it is to stay alive, it is your decision. Whatever the case, it is your responsibility.
For parading their power and her helplessness, the young visitors are reprimanded, told they are responsible not only for the act of mockery but also for the small bundle of life sacrificed to achieve its aims. The blind woman shifts attention away from assertions of power to the instrument through which that power is exercised…
On Blindness
Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. — Mark Twain
Blind don’t mean you can’t, you know, listen. — Stevie Wonder
Hatred is blind, as well as love. — Oscar Wilde
You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It’s just a matter of paying attention to this miracle. — Paulo Coelho
As a blind man has no idea of colors, so have we no idea of the manner by which the all-wise God perceives and understands all things. — Isaac Newton
What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin more beautiful than the garment with which it is clothed? — Michelangelo
Each of you, as an individual, must pick your own goals. Listen to others, but do not become a blind follower. — Thurgood Marshall
Until justice is blind to color, until education is unaware of race, until opportunity is unconcerned with the color of men’s skins, emancipation will be a proclamation but not a fact. — Lyndon B. Johnson
The superpowers often behave like two heavily armed blind men feeling their way around a room, each believing himself in mortal peril from the other, whom he assumes to have perfect vision. — Henry Kissinger
You’re not supposed to be so blind with patriotism that you can’t face reality. Wrong is wrong, no matter who says it. — Malcolm X
There is an orderliness in the universe, there is an unalterable law governing everything and every being that exists or lives. It is no blind law; for no blind law can govern the conduct of living beings. — Mahatma Gandhi
how my light is spent
— John MiltonWhen I consider
how my light is spent,
Ere half my days,
in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent
which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless,
though my Soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker,
and present
My true account,
lest he returning chide;
‘Doth God exact day-labour,
light denied?’
I fondly ask.
But patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies,
‘God doth not need
Either man’s work
or his own gifts;
who best
Bear his mild yoke,
they serve him best.
His state
Is Kingly.
Thousands at his bidding speed
And post o’er Land and
Ocean without rest:
They also serve who only
stand and wait.’
I was Blind.
Coming when others called me,
I was Lost.
Then I left everyone,
myself as well.
Then I found Everyone,
Myself as well.
― Rumi