Reaching out to protect the Ark, as well, indicates conscientious care. However, placing God in a box and handling God, as we see, can have dire consequences. God doesn’t need our protection.
When it’s all said and done, the portion, the lot, the boundary lines that God has given us, have been used to the glory of God and for the benefit of the common good. We are a part of a church family whose motto is justice.
LGBTQ movements are radically pointing followers of Jesus back to the heart of our tradition… Our faith calls us to love, “for God is love and those who abide in love abide in God and God in them.”
We say things like “children of God” or “we’re like a family here.” But because we say those words so often, I think their meaning gets lost or diluted sometimes. So what does it mean to be a child of God? What does it mean to be the family of God?
We know where hope is hard to find and where God’s light and love seem nonexistent. Thanks be to God that she sees dried bones as opportunities to make us partners in bearing witness to and calling for God’s Spirit to bring renewal.
I’ve always wondered about this ending phrase, “welcome as a child.” Jesus says “whoever doesn’t welcome God’s kingdom like a child will never enter it.” Another version says “whoever does not receive God’s kingdom like a little child.” What does that mean?
How many songs, poems, books, and works of art are devoted to love, inspired by it’s ecstatic heights and haunted by its absence? It’s a fundamental human need to give and receive it, but why are we so bad at it? The author bell hooks wrote: “Everywhere we learn that love is important, yet we are bombarded by its failure.”
When we put ourselves at the center, we tend to view other creatures and the land as existing for our benefit alone… We’d be here way past lunch today if we catalogued all the ways our inherent belief that we are the only objects of the Shepherd’s love and care plays out.
That’s one idea Luke is trying to convey to the reader: it is in the ordinary stuff of daily living where Jesus shows up, especially when people share a meal together… So if we’re paying attention, the presence of the risen Christ will still show up around our tables, too.
Christ’s body has taken on the ravages of human violence for all to see, touch, and ponder, not to avoid or turn away from. And so the wounds remain.