Robin's Twitterings
An occasional reflection on things theological - mostly by other people. I don't necessarily agree with everything posted here - but it is important we listen to each other and pray for each other in the Body of Christ catholic - i.e. universal.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
The Gap between Eastern and Western Christianity
Sunday, August 28, 2011
who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy:
"I dwell in the high and holy place,
and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit,
to revive the spirit of the lowly,
and to revive the heart of the contrite.”
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Open Heavens Devotional- AFRAID LIKE JOB?
By Pastor E.A. Adeboye
MEMORIZE: "For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me." (Job 3:25).
READ: Job 3 :24-26
"To whom God would make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles; which is Christ in you, the hope of glory:" (Col. 1:27). There is hardly anyone on earth without one expectation or another. It is either you anticipate a good outcome or negative one. What is your hope or expectation? Some people expect trouble or the attack of their enemies. When such negative expectations are not adequately curtailed by the power of the Holy Spirit and the Word of God, they become fear. When such a concern moves from the level of minor anxieties into fear, it assumes a higher dimension that appears real or visible even when it is not. Proverbs 10 :24 says, "The fear of the wicked, it shall come upon him: but the desire of the righteous shall be granted". Here we see that both the righteous and the unrighteous have different expectations and God says 'Amen' to both.
While the righteous has his good desires met, the wicked sees a manifestation of his worst fears. May God say 'Amen' to the fears of your enemies this season! However, believers must be careful about what they desire, hope for or fear. When a believer comes under fear, it could also manifest, like in the case of Job. It was what he had feared that simply manifested (Job 3 :25). Whenever you are in a state of fear, you move from faith to unbelief. At such a point, you spiritually relocate from the congregation of the blessed to the congregation of the unfortunate. What you fear will sometimes manifest. If you fear God alone, you will have definite uncommon experience of Him. If you fear a sickness, it may attack you. The enemy you fear may soon take you into captivity. Job was so obsessed with the thoughts of losing all his wealth that he was hardly at peace. He had no rest of mind. He was disturbed and troubled. He could not enjoy God's blessing on his life, and with time his fear manifested. What are you worried about? Cast your cares upon Jesus. Worrying and being anxious is not the portion of believers. Why worry when God is there to do the worrying for you? God did not give you your mind and intellect for worrying but for constructive and productive planning, strategic thinking, and for the generation of good ideas.
ACTION POINT: Thoughts progress from worries to fears. Do not allow the evil progression of worry to fear in your life.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
"Serve One Another":
42 And Jesus called them to him and said to them, 'You know that those who are considered rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their great ones exercise authority over them.
43 But it shall not be so among you. But whoever would be great among you must be your servant,
44 and whoever would be first among you must be slave of all.
45 For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.' (Mark 10 : 42-45 - ESV)
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Finding God in the Ordinary
We have just completed the holiest week of the year and now we are faced with a long stretch of time that in some ecclesiastical circles is called ordinary time. The question is how does one find God in the everyday situations of life? How do we find God in the everyday things that we do, or can we? Is God present in everything or only in those things that we would traditionally call holy? As hard as it is to imagine we have to do just that.
In the Orthodox Church some priests will function as what is known as a Spiritual Father. This is a much deeper relationship than one would think of when they think of the western concept of spiritual direction. The Spiritual Father is in a very real sense a guide and a fellow traveler or, as the Celts called them, the Anamcara or Soul Friend. It is the ministry of the Soul Friend to guide the person along their spiritual path; they are never alone as the Soul Friend is always there. I have the privilege to serve as a Soul Friend to several people and to join them on their journey.
The process that I start to take them through is what some call "Sanctifying the Whole Day." I am not sure where this concept comes from (though I am sure I picked it up somewhere), but it does have its roots in early monasticism as well as the writing of St. Paul. St. Paul tells us to pray unceasingly and the Orthodox monastics try to do just that and in so doing they sanctify the day, or in other words they sanctify the ordinary.
Part of the process is to begin to see everything as being interconnected. God created all that we see and continually renews His creation. The tree is connected to the soil and so on, but we also need to see how we, humanity, fit into this equation. God created man in His image and likeness and placed Him in the garden, Genesis tells us. He gave this creation dominion over everything and told man to name each and every plant and animal. The creator did this and so we are now connected, in a spiritual way, to all of the creation. We have an obligation to care for this creation, and in order to do this we must be able to see the creator in His creation.
Another part of this process comes from the founder of Opus Dei, Josemaría Escrivá. The philosophy of Opus Dei, the charism is you will, is to "Find God in Daily Life." By this Escrivá means that if you are a janitor then you are the best janitor that you can be; if you are a CEO of a Fortune 500 company then you are the best CEO you can be. We do our work, no matter what it is, to the glory of God.
Finding God in the everyday things of life is not just for people who live in monasteries but for those who live in the everyday world. Husbands and wives, children, workers, students, missionaries, etc. If we do our work, no matter what that is, to the glory of God, then our work becomes holy and we have in a very real sense sanctified the ordinary.
So how do we begin? We have to start by knowing that we are of value to God. Since we are created in the image and likeness of God then we are of value. No matter what our station in life, we are of value to God and the Kingdom. Once we have realized that, then we can move to the next step. That step is to see that everyone else has been created in the image and likeness of God and is of value, again, no matter what their station in life, they are children of God the same as you.
After we have this epiphany then we start to see the good in everything, every person and every creature that has been created. We will slowly start to see the interconnectedness of everyone and everything, and its value will start to become clear. This is not a new concept; it has roots in the spirituality of the early Celtic Christian church and is as real today as it was generations ago. The Celts believed that that they could find the divine in all of created nature. It is unclear whether they believed the divine was embodied in the creation or whether they saw the divine as intimately reflected either way they saw a connectedness of everything and saw the hand of God in His creation.
The spiritual life is not that difficult. We make it difficult. All we need do is to look at the ordinary in our lives and see how we can make this an offering to God. How does our work influence the world around us and how does the world influence each of us. If we look closely we will be able to find God in the ordinary of our lives; in fact; since God is in each one of us, we just might be looking at Him each day.
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Fr. Peter-Michael Preble
Orthodox Priest, Romanian Orthodox Archdiocese in the Americas
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The Old Fisherman
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out-patients at the Clinic.
One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. 'Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old,' I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body.
But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw. Yet, his voice was pleasant as he said, 'Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'till morning.'
He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success; no one seemed to have a room. 'I guess it's my face. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments...'
For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me, 'I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning.' I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. 'No thank you. I have plenty,' and he held up a brown paper bag.
When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an over sized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.
He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was prefaced with thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He was thankful for the strength to keep going.
At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded, and the little man was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, 'Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair.' He paused a moment and then added, 'Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind.' I told him he was welcome to come again.
And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4 a.m., and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us.
In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden. Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious.
When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. 'Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!' Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice but, oh if only they could have known him, perhaps their illness would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude.
Recently I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse. As she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, 'If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!'
My friend changed my mind. 'I ran short of pots,' she explained, 'and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while til I can put it out in the garden.'
She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. There's an especially beautiful one,' God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. 'He won't mind starting in this small body.'
All this happened long ago--and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.
The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.'
Friends are very special. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear and they share a word of praise. Show your friends how much you care. Pass this on, and brighten someone's day.
Never look down on anybody, unless you're helping them up.
- "Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil--it has no point."
WISHING YOU LOVE IN YOUR HEART...PEACE IN YOUR SOUL..AND JOY IN YOUR LIFE.....ALWAYS...