Lethargy is the real enemy of every hope. God on the move
Yesterday I ended with 'and then.' That is not an ending. Then again, when we have
this God on the move as our God, the ending does not have the same power that it
once had. Once it meant all things are over - turn off the TV - leave the theater
- close the casket - stay put and close the door. This God on the move never stops
touching us on the shoulder or tapping us on the head or marking us with the cross
of Christ on our forehead saying 'and then'. And then we will play in the garden
- we will heal those around us who are suffering from all the many things that cause
suffering - we will stand alongside all the people who have no one to stand with
them - we will cry and laugh and weep and wail and chuckle until we pee in our
pants. Our God moves us from here to a there that is not yet seen. The only promise
is that God will be on the move with us all the way and there will be life all along
the way.
When I imagine God on the move, I am moved to go for it. Knowing that I may go for
it in all the wrongs ways, there is the community of saints who are meant to be
on the move also. When that is the reality in which I live - otherwise called a
promise - there will be extravagant adventures and there will be ones that simply
keep us all grounded to life that is simply moving along the way - for now. We all
could use some wild, extravagant movements within those days when all we want is
to remain lazy and turned-in-on- ourselves. What do we do when we have just taken
that unbelievable leap that has always seemed quite beyond us? We learn to say,
'and then' and the whole church says 'amen.'
O God of love and new life, in and through all we approach, remain with us and continue
to move us alongside your way. Amen.
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