Human beings must always be on the watch for the coming of wonders.
-- Charles Kettering
Don’t try to explain the Incarnation to me! It is further from being explainable than the furthest star in the furthest galaxy. It is love, God’s limitless love enfleshing that love into the form of a human being, Jesus, the Christ, fully human and fully divine.
-- Madeleine L’Engle
We are only vaguely aware of most of what deep money systems are really about.
Something about Christmas and nostalgia seem inextricably linked — fortunately Christmas also exceeds it.
"Do you hear what I hear?" … may be one of the better questions of the Christmas season.
Why don’t we ask more questions?
For the last couple of months, Senator Rumson has suggested that being president of this country was to a certain extent about character. And although I have not been willing to engage in his attacks on me, I’ve been here three years and three days. And I can tell you, without hesitation, being president of this country is entirely about character.
-- Andrew Shepherd, The American President (a Rob Reiner film)
This morning, I saw this t-shirt my wife laid out for herself as she readied for her school day.
And, it hit me, my disposition yesterday had some stuff baked into it. One, that things like feeling the spirit of Christmas is something that should happen to me. In other words, it is somebody else's job.
The reality, though, is that such things are really within me. When I'm not feeling it, it is more likely because of things I am doing which prevent me from accessing them.
Christmas is more of a state of being than anything else, isn't it? So, it's really more my choice (than someone else's) to...BE, among other things, jolly.
It’s happening again this year…I’m right up against Christmas and I feel nearly nothing about it. It's like I’ve missed the spirit of it…again (not even the best eggnog seems to be working!).
Most years now it still sneaks up on me — it finds a way in. But, until it does, I find myself wondering, will it this year?
I’ve noticed…that I tend to evaluate myself…a lot.
I often catch myself doing this through a grid of consistency, as if consistency would prove (secure) something or, at the very least, inconsistency would (right?). What if, though, not really?
Us do-gooders often fear observations like, "that guy is pretty inconsistent". But, when you hear someone say something like, "Well, at least he's consistent"...what does that really get us?
Obsessive evaluation in nearly any context is often unhealthy. Some basic self-evaluation is...well, necessary at times, isn't it?
So, what would be a better way (than consistency) to 'evaluate' ourselves? Self-awareness, emotional intelligence are among the options because self-protection isn't really our primary goal in life after all.
A lot of the way we are living living our lives culturally is not sustainable.
Chaos as a management strategy rarely works out well for those involved or for those impacted by it.
Most good observations come from experience (as opposed to theoretical ideas).
What most catalyzes change?
Every problem, every dilemma, every dead end we find ourselves facing in life, only appears unsolvable inside a particular frame or point of view. Enlarge the box, or create another frame around the data, and problems vanish, while new opportunities appear.
-- Rosamund and Benjamin Zander
Ever noticed...that we all have some degree of sexual insecurity?
Maybe that’s part of why we seem so obsessed with it culturally.
I am a Christian because of women who said yes.
-- Rachel Held Evans, Wholehearted Faith
Public theologian Rachel Held Evans (1981–2019) reflects on how Mary’s yes was pivotal to the Incarnation.
I am more aware than ever of the startling and profound reality that I am a Christian not because of anything I’ve done but because a teenage girl living in occupied Palestine at one of the most dangerous moments in history said yes—yes to God, yes to a wholehearted call she could not possibly understand, yes to vulnerability in the face of societal judgment, yes to the considerable risk of pregnancy and childbirth… yes to a vision for herself and her little boy of a mission that would bring down rulers and lift up the humble, that would turn away the rich and fill the hungry with good things, that would scatter the proud and gather the lowly [see Luke 1:51–53], yes to a life that came with no guarantee of her safety or her son’s.
By becoming human, God encourages us to honor the vulnerability of our own lives:
It is nearly impossible to believe: God shrinking down to the size of a zygote, implanted in the soft lining of a woman’s womb…. God inching down the birth canal and entering this world covered in blood, perhaps into the steady, waiting arms of a midwife. God crying out in hunger. God reaching for his mother’s breasts. God totally relaxed, eyes closed, his chubby little arms raised over his head in a posture of complete trust. God resting in his mother’s lap….
I cannot entirely make sense of the storyline: God trusted God’s very self, totally and completely and in full bodily form, to the care of a woman. God needed women for survival. Before Jesus fed us with the bread and the wine, the body and the blood, Jesus himself needed to be fed, by a woman. He needed a woman to say: “This is my body, given for you.”…
To understand Mary’s humanity and her central role in Jesus’s story is to remind ourselves of the true miracle of the Incarnation—and that is the core Christian conviction that God is with us, plain old ordinary us. God is with us in our fears and in our pain, in our morning sickness and in our ear infections, in our refugee crises and in our endurance of Empire, in smelly barns and unimpressive backwater towns, in the labor pains of a new mother and in the cries of a tiny infant. In all these things, God is with us—and God is for us. And through Mary’s example, God invites us to take the risk of love—even though it undoubtedly opens us up to the possibility of getting hurt, being scared, and feeling disappointed.
-- Rachel Held Evans
Can’t say I disagree — they sure went after Biden on this topic.
I'm wondering...about innocence.
Among other things, how does this time of year play into it? For the most part, we seem to want to let our guard down a little and believe in something more…innocent, for a moment.
Innocence is often referenced as something lost. Perhaps this is why we watch for opportunities to reclaim it somehow. Why certain situations, places, or times of year seem to enable us to suspend the things that have taken it from us.
In these ways, we often opt for things that make us feel like a child again. The cynicism of growing older resubmits itself to the possibility that, even for a moment, things could be uncomplicated, simple, pure, good, and hopeful again.
We all had a kind of innocence and most love a chance to feel it again.
Lots of press about Black Friday again this year.
Makes one wonder if consumption hasn’t become our nearly highest cultural good, and about how low a bar that really is.
When we are grateful for what we have been given, we have less room to worry about what we haven’t (been given). It is this posture that enables us to receive even more…and positions us to be part of giving that for others.
…which is about as close as you can get to true happiness, isn’t it?
If gratitude is the mindset, expressing thankfulness is the action that embodies happiness about the specifics involved.
I’ve noticed…that the only day I can really live is today.
Is that defeating or liberating?
We all know it depends…on how we look at it, right?
Few things are in more contrast than how we look at things. Anxiety compounds itself when I’m preoccupied with what I think deserve. Gratitude ever-expands when I realize how much of what I experience is a gift.
Every day is a new opportunity for this. It, in fact, is freely provided for us. Worry about the future or regret about the past only serves to rob me of the opportunity of today — to gratefully receive what has been given and to be a part of giving to the world around me.
'Poem for the week' -- "Song “A”":
Where my kindred dwell, there I wander.
Child of the White Corn am I, there I wander.
At the Red Rock House, there I wander.
Where the dark kethawns are at the doorway, there I wander.
With the pollen of dawn upon my trail, there I wander.
At the yuni the striped cotton hangs with pollen. There I wander.
Going around with it, there I wander.
Taking another, I depart with it. With it I wander.
In the house of long life, there I wander.
In the house of happiness, there I wander.
Beauty before me, with it I wander.
Beauty behind me, with it I wander.
Beauty below me, with it I wander.
Beauty above me, with it I wander.
Beauty all around me, with it I wander.
In old age traveling, with it I wander.
On the beautiful trail I am, with it I wander.
-- translated from the Navajo by Washington Matthews
Ever noticed…the obvious relationship between anger and pain?
There are those who say something like, “…why do they have to be so mad all the time?”. The answer appears to not be so obvious to them (except when they’re in pain for more than a minute or two). For the most part, it’s a basic lack of understanding of these two brothers (I was going to use sisters here, but that would just slide right into another whole issue, right?) — pain and anger.
Maybe we would better off starting with some basic education in human psychology…or simply a little more personal honesty. How often is your anger related to pain (pain you’ve experienced or pain you’re trying to avoid) in your life?
It has been observed that hurt people hurt other people. I don’t need a lot more evidence that this is how it often works in me. Unless I recognize this relationship and take pre-emptive steps, I do this rather easily.
Imagine, then, what this is like at nearly any scale, in a society….
In most things, success depends on knowing how long it takes to succeed.
I'm wondering...about what (we think) we own.
This one was sparked by one of Saturday's observations.
Our sense of being is tied to ownership more than we realize. We often value something about ourselves based on what we own (or don't).
But, whatever we own, isn’t there a significant omission — for how long? Nobody really owns anything for more than a brief period of time (especially, against the spanse of time involved in human existence). So, how does acknowledging that change something...in us?
For one thing, what if our identities weren't tied to who owns what (or, how much)? What would (could) our identities then be tied to? How different would the shapes be of so many things involved in who (we think) we are?
Worth your time:
We admitted we were powerless over our algorithms
He is leading us to the new self on a new path, which is the total transformation of consciousness, worldview, motivation, goals, and rewards that characterize one who loves and is loved by God.
-- Richard Rohr
Saints always have a past and sinners always have a future.
-- Oscar Wilde
Prior 4 Observations (from Others).
We elect officials to govern by serving the needs of 'the people’.
If they won’t do that (or even meet to try), they should give up their own paychecks; not force workers to keep things going without pay.
And, then, there’s SNAP. I’d be surprised how many people, who’ve never had to use the system, really even know what it is (outside the narratives that have been attached to it for political purposes). Read a history of the program…here.
While most things government were started with good intention to address a public concern (that wasn’t being addressed otherwise), many are imperfect. This is why we elect officials…to perfect them — make them better where they fail.
But, if these elected officials won’t do the work, then they need to get out of the way…so the public can be served.
The only reason they won’t (not to mention the even more nefarious things they’re allowing, like this) is they don’t think the public is paying attention — are they right? Are we?
For years now, I have been keeping a list of book titles or concepts that I have mused about writing.
More realistically, these are just a collection of various ideas that have struck me, at any particular moment, for which either a concept or a catchy title has captured my imagination.
I actually kind of forgot about it, until this week when another title possibility popped across the screen of my mind:
The Corruption of Capitalism
Sometimes, given the span of time now involved, I forget what I was thinking at the time. So, I started adding some cryptic notes for each to remind me later. In this case, the thought base is:
A double entendre; more clearly than ever, capitalism in America has reached the edges of its impacts on the common good. In simplest form, the ability for people to make a product for a profit is not necessarily a bad thing. But, when the scale (think private equity) of what can be done outpaces what is good for all, an existential question emerges. Further, when that scale is so disproportionate to the simple concept, even the best of guardrails are inadequate to prevent the likelihood of corruption.
Whether or not I could develop this idea enough to fill a whole book remains to be seen. But, it is fun (for me) to grab ideas in this way.
Here are some others I’ve collected along the way (without their respective explainers):
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Perspective: Everyone Has One
Overrated: Toughness and Other False Virtues
What’s Your Favorite Color? Thoughts On Racism
The Strength of Tears
I Don’t Know What To Say: And Other Thoughts About Cancer
If It Doesn’t Matter NOW, It Doesn’t Matter Later
Love Doesn’t Make Sense: If It’s Just About You
The Gospel Was Never About (Just) You or If They Aren’t In, You Aren’t Either
The perception of a problem can be as bad as the problem itself.
-- Nathaniel Persily
Ever noticed…that half the problems seem to kind of go away with a little patience.
Besides, it’s often our impatience that perpetuates or creates many of our problems.
The trick, though, with the other 50%, is knowing when more than simple patience is needed.