In Wisdom, In Trust

Once again for further GOOD, sharing this insight from a reading prescribed for Saturday.

It is from the Book of Wisdom, Chapter 3;

There are readings too from the same day, from Romans and John also, but this passage from Wisdom is what stands out for me.

“Those who trust in him shall understand truth, and the faithful shall abide with him in love: because grace and mercy are with his holy ones, and his care is with his elect.”

Time and again we are called to trust and have faith. This approach is really central to our beliefs.

Trust in God. Trust in the good you are called to do. Trust in love. Trust in love we are called to give; trust in the love we receive.

It’s central to faith, and to our American history. “In God we trust” is printed on our currency. It’s a fundamental trait we are called to, it’s a fundamental instruction:

TRUST.

Ok. I will try again today. To trust.

Amen.

It May Bear Fruit

This passage from Luke, chapter 13, resonates.

Don’t give up; try again; there is still hope; take action with care, try a different approach, Good can still result.

Yes. Yes it can.

And he told them this parable:
“There once was a person who had a fig tree planted in his orchard,
and when he came in search of fruit on it but found none,
he said to the gardener,
‘For three years now I have come in search of fruit on this fig tree
but have found none.
So cut it down.
Why should it exhaust the soil?’
He said to him in reply,
‘Sir, leave it for this year also,
and I shall cultivate the ground around it and fertilize it;
it may bear fruit in the future.
If not you can cut it down.'”

AMEN.

1st Tim, 6: Fight The Good Fight

Reading for Sunday, 09/22/2019

From First Timothy 6: 11-16, in part…

“You must aim to be upright and religious, filled with faith and love, perseverance and gentleness. 12 Fight the good fight of faith and win the eternal life to which you were called and for which you made your noble profession of faith before many witnesses.”

Like some of the other phrases and inspirations I share here (and otherwise), there is often linkage to songs that goes along.  This excerpt from First Timothy definitely falls into that category.

One of my favorite bands I listened to as an adolescent was the Canadian rock band, Triumph.  Not to be confused with another of my favorite bands, also from Canada, RUSH.    : – )


Triumph inspired me musically and lyrically.  They brought a straight-ahead, definite hard rock sound, guitar-heavy, with this great blend of inspiring lyrics for some songs, and very typical “rock n’ roll” lyrics for other songs.


One of their songs, “Fight the Good Fight”, was a particular gem from one of their earlier albums. At that time, around 1981, I was deep into adolescence and had begun the life-long journey to define my own faith, and find my own way forward in life. Faith was a big factor.


When I linked this rock song to this Bible passage…? For me, it was a magic power (another great Triumph song, by the way).


Fight the good fight every day, live a life worthy of the gift it is. Follow the Golden Rule, through struggle and obstacle, be gentle and kind to everyone that needs it, and love one another. As you love, so you shall be filled with love.


This mantra still rings true all these years later, and powers me forward each and every day.

Song of the Week

Listening to several songs this past week that were from music I listened to decades ago.  Many of those songs’ lyrics still ring true for me today.  I feel the old feelings I had when I first heard the music, listened to the tunes over and over, until I knew all the words.

And so I had the idea to bring those lyrics back, to share some of them, share a song a week with the words that spoke to me at the time, still do today.  Often it was inspiration, and still carries that weight; other times it was just good story, or something I could otherwise relate to.

Beginning this week, every Thursday, I’m going to post lyrics from a song; maybe I’ll share a little personal background as well.  And if I can find the tune on YouTube, will include that link too.

Not sure what the first song will be.  But I’m pretty excited.  I hope this weekly practice provides a boost.  I know it will for me.

More GOOD.

Sometimes Church is Elsewhere

I’ve heard it said a few times in my life, “church isn’t always inside the building.” In essence, church is where ever people of faith gather and share prayer and fellowship. At least that’s my take, when I boil it all down.

Certainly there is the presence of God, and there is sometimes a sense of spiritual renewal, a deep reset of the soul…but those moments can often be fleeting.  It’s like anything else we humans do trying to transcend, it’s hit and miss.   And that’s life as a human, really.

Another fundamental thing about being a human is that we are social animals; we really are meant to be together.  And that is the main point of this post.  Me and the family have been missing quite a few Sundays at church this summer; we’ve had a whole variety of travel and otherwise time away, busy spending time with others, or recovering from being busy.

And so this Sunday, we’re going to be in travel mode again, as we head out early morning for the central valley a couple hours away, to celebrate my sister-in-law’s birthday with a big family lunch.  It’s going to be great, and I’m super excited to see the in-law crew.  It’s been a while since we’ve all been together, and our kids really enjoy being with the cousins, we all like being together.

But we’re going to miss church in the process.  My sense though?  That deep re-set of the soul I mentioned earlier?  Some version of that will happen when we all gather together.  Certainly there will be a lot of love to go around.   We’ll sort of have a version of church, just elsewhere.

Amen to THAT.

Darkness

We’ve all been there in one way or another. The darkness. Unsure, A little afraid. Or maybe it was worse; we had a sense of dread, maybe evil just around the corner, through the trees.

Maybe you’re somewhere in between; you can see the light off in the distance, but you’re not sure you can cross through the darkness.

By some measure it’s relative; each of us knows the doubt and pain and struggle of our own reality and experience.
The old adage, “…there’s always someone worse off than you…” might be a good way to approach this commonality of humanity.
Consider the homeless.  Consider the abused.  Consider those that don’t have enough to eat; maybe nothing at all to eat.
Consider those displaced by war, terrorized by violence otherwise.  Consider the children, and old people, who can’t get away from the shelling, the bombs, the murderous mobs.
Imagine living in the open, in the cold, in the wet, with no real shelter from the elements.
Consider the suffering. Maybe from mental illness, or disease, or strife otherwise in your life, hounding you, not letting up.
And then consider being nailed to a cross and hung there to die.

Imagine a darkness so deep, unending, leaving your heart black with dispare, nothing to hold you back from the abyss but your pain.

And then consider the love it took to walk toward the cross, accept it. A commitment so complete that it bears witness to God’s love for us, to speak truth to the very end, until the spirit departs.
In the end, I think that’s why they call Good Friday good.
INRI_Iēsus Nazarēnus, Rēx Iūdaeōrum