Jumping The Cliff March 24, 2015

I am going to borrow an analogy from Father Jason that I heard this past Sunday.  So, please put on your Imagination Caps and get ready for this trip.

Picture two huge cliffs with drops that go straight down.  They are very high, a mile or more, and they are opposite each other by at least a mile.  They are exactly alike except for the fact that you are standing on the edge of one cliff, and God is standing on the other.  You don’t have any tools, but you want to reach God.  How do you get to God?

Now, everybody has a theory.  No, they didn’t have cell phones to call a chopper.  People love to talk (sometimes argue?) politics and religion.  Apologists are those who argue the faith and continue until they are certain they have the answer.  Many people just will not listen to another theory or reasoned explanation.  So, unless it is in what I call a   “religious/political safe zone,”  I never open my mouth.  (I know I have friends who think otherwise, but trust me, I am changing – a work in progress!)

The main reason I do not like apologetics is because there are no concrete answers, save one.  For man to get to God, some kind of “melting” has to take place.  Man has to let go of all his “stuff” and just hand it over to God.  Yes, I know, how do we do that?  I have come to the conclusion that we cannot do it once and figure everything is all right.  I think we have to hand over our stuff to God every single day.

I wake up every day and am first thankful that I have this day.  The second thing I do is tell God that it is His day, I dedicate it to Him, and turn over my concerns to Him.  I pray for those I love, and for those who have asked for prayers, then I petition God in the most gracious way I know how, ending with “Thy will be done.”

Oh, the cliff, the end of the story.  Faith in your life, constant faith, will cause you to melt, to become soft, and that is when your love shows.  When your love shows amazing things happen, like blinking your eyes and finding yourself on the other cliff with your Creator.  Father Jason says the bridge is Jesus because He taught us the “tricks of the trade.”  Somewhere along the line, some of us forgot them, some of us are just rediscovering them, and some of us never will.  But God is waiting.  What do you want to do?

Cut Expectations For A Cure March 14, 2015

I am always resisting some aspect of life.  But I have learned that the trick is that I have to meet resistance head-on to dissolve it.  If it rains and I want the sun, I complain.  I should just feel how wet it is instead.  When it is cold, I want to be warmer.  When I am too warm, I want to be cooler.  I should just meet these conditions as they are when they come.  There is no cure for the here and now; they will go on forever.  I could cut my expectations and make myself feel a whole lot better.

If I can look closely at the moment, try to feel it and ask the why question, I sometimes, not all the time mind you, but sometimes, I feel appreciation.  It feels like my mind and heart open and I feel the very core of just being.

Looking Deeply At Joy And Sorrow March 7, 2015

Loss is part of life.  Well, that’s hardly a profound sentence, is it?  We are conceived and spend probably the best part of this life in our mother’s womb.  We are warm and comfortable.  We move around without effort.  We can kick and feel.  During this process God gets us ready for the biggest shock of our life.  We are pushed, and sometimes prodded, and even cut out of this wonderful place.  We are cold and messy and somebody usually hits us hard on the back holding us upside down.  We cry.  This is the first big let down we experience in this life.

Until we are big enough to know who our “people” are, we still have a bit of our old soul in us, and can even see beyond the veil,  But as we grow and learn to react to outside sources, our ability to look beyond recedes and we then start to understand what it means to live in this world.

We grow up.  We usually have a family of sorts, a mom and dad, or people who have formed a union vowing to take care of us and love us.  By the time we get to 4th or 5th grade, we begin to form our own opinions and we begin to reason.  Ah, that gets interesting.

In today’s world, if we want to know something, we have the internet right at our finger tips.  In my younger days, I had to go to the library and look it up.  When my parents ordered the Book of Knowledge, a series of books on a myriad of topics, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  Now, I use the internet.

By the time we are almost adult, we have experienced some kind of tremendous loss or hurt, or disappointment.  We have to learn how to deal with what happened and the feelings that go along with it.

We leave the nest, so-to-speak, and begin to do things for ourselves.  We might choose a career over a family or we might choose both.  We might have had some rough spots growing up that affect us deeply and keep us from being the best we can be.

But here is the thing:  Life does not give us any promises.  No guarantees.  The only thing we can do is look deeply at joy and sorrow, hoping and fearing, and all that lives and dies.  What truly heals us is tenderness and gratitude.

My mother has been gone for seven years.  My father passed just about two months ago.  Today I have to fill out the papers for Arlington National Cemetery so he can be buried.  It seems almost obscene to me that we have to wait that long for closure.  Lord I miss him.  The only thing I can do is remember them both with tenderness and gratitude.  I like the way Leonard Nimoy said it,  “Live long and prosper.”  We cannot do that without an open heart.

God Bless those who are no longer with us.

What To Believe & How To Behave February 22, 2015

Lift up you heart.  Put your trust in something greater than yourself.  Reject humiliation.  Rise above your enemies and do not be disappointed.  Use truth as a teacher.  Remember the only things that are everlasting are compassion and love.  Guide the humble and teach the lowly.  Be faithful to what is right.

This is from Psalm 25, versus 1 through 9, without God in it.  Amazing, isn’t it?

What If…? February 16, 2015

What if  there was no God?  How would our life change?  How would that make us feel?  What would the world be like?  We know there are a lot of people out there that do not believe in a Supreme Being or Creator.  They seem to manage just fine.  Or do they?  How well do we know somebody that does not believe in God, or maybe just isn’t sure, because after all, we can’t prove it.

I know a few people pretty well that call themselves atheists or agnostics.  They are nice people and I like them a great deal.  They live by their own set of ethics and morals that do not differ too much from mine, or so it seems until I begin to see the differences. There is one basic thing:  none of them, not one, lives by love first.  Once I get to know them, I learn that humility is not part of their make up.  Integrity does not rank high either.  Their code is to be who they want to be and do what they want to do.  There is no accounting.  If they disappoint their peers, it doesn’t seem to matter.  They live internally.  And when they die and are gone, after awhile they will never be remembered, or so some of them think.

While I respect them, I do not understand their views.  Folks, if there is no God, let us lay our Bibles down and quit going to church.  Let us quit giving to charity, or helping those who need a helping hand.  Let us forget integrity, Lord knows Congress has.  Look where we are now, worshiping the Kardashians, and movie war-mongers. The F word is part of the common language today.

I read somewhere once that “Courage is the measure of your heartfelt participation in the world……..there is no path we take without having our hearts broken, so why not get on with it!”  Do not look for extra special circumstances that take away courage.

Einstein said that no problem can be solved from the same consciousness that created it.

So just try living well.  Just try.  Put love first, and put your neighbor second. Take the highest and best road for the highest and best use of what you are doing or about to do.  Do not spend a lot of time on thinking about how good or how smart you are.  Just follow the precepts of Jesus.  I know.  Jesus was just a man, or so some of my non Christian friends might think.  But what a man he was!

Remember that His story began only two thousand fifteen years ago.  Our world is much older than that.  I don’t know what happened twenty thousand years ago, but I bet it was something pretty special.

Kything February 8, 2015

Despite what some of us may feel at times, we do not exist in isolation.  We are part of a vast web of relationships and interrelationships that weave through each other like a large warm blanket.  We are all connected.

When we pray, we often cannot get out of our own way.  We pray for our families, for our friends, for those who have asked us to pray, and we pray the prayers we know.  But I wonder how often we listen to what God has to say to us.  I know the next question is, but how does one do that?

Kything is an old Scottish word used to express communication without words when there is neither speech or language.  For instance, our deepest messages of love are often conveyed without words.  Sometimes I look at my husband, or up at the sky for God, and I know I have no words which convey just how deeply I love them.  I acknowledge that our Creator understands that and I become silent.  I open myself up, I kythe.  I want to be vulnerable to what the Master of my soul has to say.

Being quiet, kything, opening your heart to love given to everyone, will bring it right back tenfold.  I believe it because I know it to be true.

The Empty Shell In The Box January 29, 2015

As you probably know, my family and I have been busy with arrangements for my Dad’s memorial service.  It was beautiful and went off without a hitch, but because he was a Military Veteran, it was his desire to be buried in Arlington National Cemetery.  My Mother is already there, so it is not a problem, but we have to wait until April.  Why?  Because it is right and proper for a Caisson to carry my Dad to his final resting place.  The problem is that there are so many burials of this nature, that one has to get in line, so to speak, in order to obtain this manner of burial.  As you can imagine, it makes for difficult closure.  It also makes me wonder why we are fighting battles we cannot win.  But that is another story.

My husband and I, our children, and future generations will probably be cremated.  But my parents were from a different era, so we plump up a used up body with special fluid, dress them up, but them in a box for “visitation” before the Memorial Service so everyone can pay their “respects,” whatever that means.

I was busy calling countless people, but even I wanted to see my Dad.  So when the time came, I walked up to the coffin, looked at him and lost it.  I cried because I wasn’t there when he passed.  I cried because it was all finally over.  I cried because I would never see those sky blue eyes and that smile again.  I caressed his head that use to lay on my shoulder.  I pushed back his hair.  Then I cried because I realized that what I was saying good bye to was just a shell in a box.  Dad wasn’t there.  He went with the angels.  The Holy Spirit whispered from my heart and said, “It is okay, Judy.  You are still living.  This is all you have to grieve over right now.  God understands.”  I took a deep breath and took my time saying good bye to the shell in a box.

Dying is a part of living.  How many times have we heard that one before?  Do whatever you have to do to honor your loved one.  Be respectful.  Kabir said, “Why not look at the beauty your memory holds, so nourishing that light can be.  The past’s lips are not deceased.  Let them comfort you if they can.”

God Bless You, Dad.  Wonderful memories live on and on.

The Practice Of Surrender January 20, 2015

This practice comes from Simeon, a Greek Orthodox spiritual master of the late tenth century.  Essentially, Simeon insisted on the dimension of conscious presence in our human relationship with the divine.  Presence is the capacity to be fully engaged at every level of one’s being.  That means being alive and present to God and the situation at the same time.  But how to do this?  I quote Simeon.

“You should observe three things before all else: freedom from all cares, not only cares about bad and vain but even about good things….Your conscience should be clear so that it denounces you in nothing, and you should have a compete absence of passionate attachment. so that your thought inclines to nothing worldly.”

This is heart attention.  Awareness practices aimed at clarity of mind, i.e., concentrated attention, get us there.  Leting go of passions and relaxing the will will help us arrive at purity of heart.  Simeon is describing meditation.

It really does not matter what form our meditation takes, but it is important to do it consistently, twenty minutes each day, suggested morning and evening.  There will be good days and there will be bad days.  We just keep practicing.  Then one day it is like the heart cracks wide open and the light shines in and out.  That is when we finally “know.” We understand finally what it means to love and forgive ourselves.  We radiate with love, and people are drawn to us, wanting what we have.

It is like learning to play a piano.  You cannot learn and play well unless you practice. And that means practice a lot.

Dear friends, our spiritual lives are far more important than a musical instrument.  Just give it a try, maybe for 30 days, then let us examine where you are and how you feel.

Love and Grief January 12, 2015

The Angels took my Dad home this morning.  We knew yesterday that he was ready.  I took my late walk and talked to God and Dad.  Since I didn’t write it down, I will write as much as I can remember.

Dad, God is getting you ready to go home.  We know you are a bit uncomfortable and have made arrangements to get you some medicine to ease your anxiety and make you feel better.  Do you see the angels around you?  Some of them are hugging you.  Mom and your parents are just beyond the diaphanous curtain you see.  Their arms are wide open in welcome.

When you get there, Dad, you can take deep clear breaths and will be able to run.  You will feel good and will have no pain.  You will feel a freedom that our earthly home cannot give you. You will feel love in a bigger and bolder way than you ever have before.  Jesus will take your hand and tell you that a lot of people have been waiting.

I have told you before and will tell you once more what an extraordinary man of integrity you are.  I am so proud to call you my Dad.  We were kindred spirits.  Off on our antique junkets, digging in old dirty trunks and coming up with things that made us giggle was the most fun.  That was something Mother never understood although she could smell pure Stickley a mile away.

You lived a glorious life.  You completed your dream of graduating from West Point and had an outstanding, honorable career.  You married the love of your life and had four children.  You traveled the world in war and peace, and saw more than most.

You were a good man, a loyal man, and sweet and funny.  I want you and Mom to have a B & B tonight and go dancing.

Dear God, creator of the universe and master of our souls, thank you for giving Dad a gentle passing.  I prayed for it for months and I knew you would.  There is another fine man up there. We will honor his life properly here.

Well done thou good and faithful servant.


Unbroken January 4, 2015

The question was posed today to a group of us at church.  Father asked us, “How has God made you curious?”  He told us that in order to get to true conversion, we first had to be curious about Him.  Who is this God?  Then we start asking the second question which is, “Where is the evidence?”  We read books, maybe go to church, seek a lot of different avenues, and some of us get closer, but most of us do not.  So, maybe there is a God, but it cannot be proven, so I could be an agnostic. There we stay.

Father said that in order to reach the third stage, which is conversion, we must have an open heart.  God uses suffering to make that happen.  Suffering will always happen.  What it means to really suffer (and we all have been there), is that we cannot move forward alone.  We should stay with it and see where it takes us.

In the movie Unbroken, hero Louie Zamperini, almost died floating in the ocean during WW2 until he was captured by the Japanese.  He spent time in a POW camp where he was tortured unmercifully by a Japanese soldier called “The Bird.”  He was not a Christian, but just before capture, he looked up at the stars and called out to God – something like – if you really are there and I get myself out of this, I will dedicate my life to you.

Once he was released he suffered from what we would call today a form of PTSD.  He married, drank  too much, and abused his wife.  Obviously his suffering had taken a great toll.  But his wife dragged him to a Billy Graham lecture.  Billy was talking about heaven – going to God after all was done – and God pulling down a big screen and seeing your life on that screen, seeing everything you ever did or thought

Louie always told himself and his family and everybody else – I’m a good man, I survived the war, was tortured, but look at me, I fought for my country.  I am a hero.  I am a good man.  But Louie changed that night.  He realized that he had to let go of the hurt, and be more than a war hero.

He became a model citizen, generous with his time and money.  He never drank a drop after that night.  And he remembered his promise to God.

Louie’s conversion is not in the movie, but it is in the book.  It is a pivotal moment in the story of a man who remained unbroken through unspeakable treatment. He lived many years, calling himself a good man but not acting as a good man. Then God chose to open his heart, let the suffering out, and make Louie truly unbroken.

The journey starts with curiosity, proceeds to evidence, and finally conversion.  Friends, we have to chose conversion.  We are either in or out.  Some scientists say that we can prove many facts that we could not even imagine even 50 years ago, like the star of Bethlehem.  But the reality is, if He is with us, and I believe He is, I want to be on His side when I leave this great earth.

God sent Jesus to show us how to live.  Let’s give it a go, shall we?