Last night, as I reflected on the really cool time of worship and meditation at LW, I thought some more about this bad news that we're continually receiving.
We're sinful. We're broken people. Creation groans under the effects of sin. The Trinity had to be torn apart--and Jesus had to live a life of sorrow, culminating in a painful death on the cross--in order to save us with his triumph over sin. Such a high price for some really small hearts.
The news sounds pretty bad, but the Message that comes with the news is Amazing! It means life! Forever! For those small hearts! Flip. (Thanks for the talk, Allan.)
I'm writing a paper right now on Liberation Theology and about how the poor have been marginalized even by our own Reformed, Protestant churches' involvement in colonization, way back when. With actions which 'should' have brought good news of great joy to the world, but which actually (since, of course, actions speak louder than words) brought centuries' worth of bad news...Are we doing our part now, to correct those actions?
Am I?
I don't know. It bothers me. Enough to think about taking action...but I think I want to know more first. (ahem...except I also agree with, and am convicted by, what Scott posted on Tuesday...)
That storm last night was some bad news for the kids on the street. It was cold, and snow blew into every crevice it could find; now it's been dumping some freezing rain on top of that...it sure is pleasant out there. Is there any amazing message in that snow? I'd hope that the snow, the cold and the wet and the frostbite would bring an extra measure of love from the more fortunate people around who have time and energy to give, and that this would be at least some happy news... I thought about this in my cozy warm bed--with an extra blanket, flannel pajamas, warm cat on my feet, and an alarm clock beside me so I could wake up in time for church.
And I'm a rotten hypocrite.
We're sinful. We're broken people. Creation groans under the effects of sin. The Trinity had to be torn apart--and Jesus had to live a life of sorrow, culminating in a painful death on the cross--in order to save us with his triumph over sin. Such a high price for some really small hearts.
The news sounds pretty bad, but the Message that comes with the news is Amazing! It means life! Forever! For those small hearts! Flip. (Thanks for the talk, Allan.)
I'm writing a paper right now on Liberation Theology and about how the poor have been marginalized even by our own Reformed, Protestant churches' involvement in colonization, way back when. With actions which 'should' have brought good news of great joy to the world, but which actually (since, of course, actions speak louder than words) brought centuries' worth of bad news...Are we doing our part now, to correct those actions?
Am I?
I don't know. It bothers me. Enough to think about taking action...but I think I want to know more first. (ahem...except I also agree with, and am convicted by, what Scott posted on Tuesday...)
That storm last night was some bad news for the kids on the street. It was cold, and snow blew into every crevice it could find; now it's been dumping some freezing rain on top of that...it sure is pleasant out there. Is there any amazing message in that snow? I'd hope that the snow, the cold and the wet and the frostbite would bring an extra measure of love from the more fortunate people around who have time and energy to give, and that this would be at least some happy news... I thought about this in my cozy warm bed--with an extra blanket, flannel pajamas, warm cat on my feet, and an alarm clock beside me so I could wake up in time for church.
And I'm a rotten hypocrite.
4 comments:
yeah. i thought about that too. i don't remember where i was, but someone said, 'yeah, i wouldn't want to be homeless today.' but they totally didn't think twice about what they were saying. i was so mad at their carelessness.
but i didn't do anything about it either.
i'm a hypocrite too.
We're on the verge of something. Us Christians are on top of the crest of a wave, 100 metres from shore, and when it breaks, we're going to be shaken. And God's doing something. And the fact that we know we're hypocrites is part of the start of it. And I'm excited to see what happens. And I'm excited to be old and to sit on my front porch and think about the changes that happened in our lifetime.
Love you, Justine.
An excited Hypocrite.
That was me. Sorry.
Ha. Thanks Ben! I was confused.
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