The Good Word

Threshold

Psalm 84:9 Feast of Phillips Brooks, VTS Graduate, Class of 1859
Threshold by artist Danny Lane

Threshold by artist Danny Lane

The divide that separates one space from the next can be as wide as an inch or seemingly a mile.  We are planted in the world, but God calls us by name to move and grow into the divine.  Every day we are invited to cross that barrier, that space…to step out of our darkness and enter into the light of God.  Where is that invitation given to you today and will you enter into God’s love, mercy and forgiveness?

 

In Christ’s Name,

Matthewfirst

 

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About matthewhanisian

Associate Rector at St. Alban's Episcopal Church, Washington, D.C.
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8 Responses to The Good Word

  1. With a few punches. The Sermon on the Mount, or the Beatitudes, is not divided up. It is all one thing. One long, soft, sad love-sigh that is going to culminate in Jesus’ wounds resurrected. And a new love of God based on the Passion passionate compassionate–suffering and suffering with. For God is not only about judgement of our evil sins–the tree of knowledge of good and evil is judgment which eats us up spiritually–but about the wounds, literally, the pain and disfigurement of our lives which are beautiful in the context of the wounds of Christ love returned to God. This grotesque which is humanity now, suffering and sinful, is more beautiful in the bearing of the wounds of Jesus these utterances this ‘sigh’ than it ever was in Eden. So that we are more beautiful to God through Jesus’ wounds: poor, meek, persecuted–Jesus Himself, because the Beatitudes are a self-portrait–than Adam and Eve were.

    But I still want to give God a few punches. Or, somebody a few punches–St. Therese of Lisieux, St. John Climacus, that unbounded misogynist, St. Basil the Great.

  2. A few more punches: St. Seraphim of Sarov, St. John of Kronstadt, St. Irene, that old poop face St. Anthony the Great.

  3. Bless’ed are the poor—for their fatigue at tilling the ground and travailing; bless’ed are the meek for they have succumbed to injustice with only the angels to advocate for them; bless’ed are the merciful for they never forgot the poor—my children, the pure in heart whose tears cleaned their minds.

    Yes, the way back is painful, crushed, disfigured–not the Pagan god–but the human who is divine in his or her Passion in Christ.

  4. I think the only answer is true love. If you want true love for God you have to cut back and work. And yes, suffering but it IS labor not wanton throes of pain, although God has mercy on all pain. I feel very gifted by God precisely because my life was harder than the usual privileged person’s is and I grew very free with God although I do completely worship Him. I do toe the line. My rebellion is not with Christ but with some of the interpretations that are very lacking in compassion.

  5. I believe in the in-loved heart of God.

  6. Plus, and lastly, we can’t continue with an aesthetic of Christ that is outdated, which we no longer live. We need an aesthetic of the poor–not something condescending because we feel sorry for them, but something real–of labor and love. MLK was this. But we need to keep going.

  7. I do love it though, when my lord takes a stand in his high place, surrounded by his angels! It is so sexy.

  8. I’ve been in many mental hospitals in the US and there are many many poor African Americans, largely because of bad food and bad medicine. I remember each and every one of them and each and every one was beautiful, truly beautiful. You have to make relationships with these poor if you want to march with them. I am grateful that I got the opportunity, degrading to me as it was to be in a mental hospital. As I said, they were beautiful. I was very gifted to have known them and to have, in some cases, won their friendship.

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