Author: Steve

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.

         
         
To this one grief do not succumb at last–
unlike so many losses, all that tearing,
all the deaths of things that must be passed,
the vital griefs from which you learn by bearing.
Yes, when your child gets on that bus you weep,
trailing pages of your loose-leaf heart,
the rough handwritten story you can’t keep.
How small the steps with which your light departs!
But you grieve not for her–she will return–
but for that soul for whom all things are new,
that child who still can wonder, risk and learn,
the part that you don’t want to lose of you.
So do not let that grief, that death be true:
no, let the new adventurer be you.

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Weather Report

Parting,
—as friends, or as clouds—
clearing throughout the day.
Local incidents of surrender
will build to a low pressure area
where some drops will fall,
but not enough to cause erosion.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.

Fifty years ago today a quarter million people came to march on Washington demanding jobs and freedom. Some would say the same thing needs to happen again: the scourges of racism, militarism and corporate greed still plague us; the progress made since then has been mixed, and still easily erodes. That day violence was expected, but there was none. The marchers were peaceful and hopeful. They were not seething, they were dreaming; Martin’s dream was already theirs. It was a large and powerful event? but it began with only a few people who themselves had a dream. They acted on that dream, and the Spirit took it from there.

What they did is a little different from what we do on Sunday mornings, but not much. We lift up a dream? God’s dream of how we shall live together, a dream that Jesus called the Kingdom of God. And in our dreaming, in our devoting ourselves to that dream, we bring it a little closer. To fulfill that dream will take as much struggle as dreaming, as much sacrifice as believing, but it starts with the dream, the dream the Holy One gives us of a world of love and justice. We don’t gather in worship to “recharge our batteries:” we come to lift up God’s dream for the world and to be shaped by that dream and to devote ourselves to it and to renew our energy to work for it. The words of the prophets, the miracles of Christ, the vision of the Palms, the life embodied in the early church, all proclaim God’s vision for a new order. It’s radical, world-changing stuff.

This Sunday, watch and listen for the Gospel’s march on this world. If you don’t see it, well, maybe you need to march on your church.

Deep Blessings
Pastor Steve
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.

         When you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled,
         the lame, and the blind; and you will be blessed,
         because they cannot repay you.
                  —Luke 14. 13-14

Last Sunday was the anniversary of the ratification in 1920 of the 19th Amendment, “granting” women the right to vote. Wednesday is the 50th anniversary of the 1963 March on Washington, which led to the Civil Rights Act, enabling blacks to vote. In both cases, laws giving disenfranchised people the power to vote came only after much long, hard struggle, against fierce, violent resistance. It seems we don’t mind giving away a little money, but the hardest thing to share is power. The struggle continues. People complain about the poor having an “entitlement mentality,” but no one acts more entitled than rich, white, powerful people.

Christ did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but in self-emptying became a humble servant. Jesus asks us to surrender our entitlement, share our power and use our privilege for the sake of those who do not have it. Surrendering security, superiority and control is the hardest thing to do— but sharing power is powerful. To invite the poor to a banquet, or to choose a lower place at the table, is not simply an act of kindness; it is a radical way of upending social power structures by giving your power away, making someone of lower status equal to yourself. This is what it means to carry the cross, to share power and vulnerability for the sake of the powerless and vulnerable.

The humble, crucified Christ calls us to find our place not at the privileged end of the table, but among the poor. For we are poor indeed, and only when we take that seriously do we really “get” the grace of God. We are called to welcome the dispossessed to our table, to grant to all people a place of privilege, power and belonging. Only there, in equally shared need and power and glory, do we really enjoy the Banquet of God.
         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         “I relieved your shoulder of the burden;
                  your hands were freed from the basket.
         In distress you called, and I rescued you;
                  I answered you in the secret place of thunder;
                  I tested you at the waters of Meribah….

         Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.”
                           —Psalm 81.6-7

Beloved,
even in my freedom
I don’t know how you’ve freed me;
I don’t feel the weight of the burdens
I don’t feel.
The place of thunder
where you have answered me,
and even its thunder
is secret from me.
I’ve been tested in ways I didn’t know,
rescued in ways beyond me.

I only know
that I open the mouth of my heart

and wait.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Mysterious Lover,
hearer of my prayers,
prayer of whom I am your voice,

save me from fulfillment,
the plea of answers,
the curse of final rest:

no, awaken here
as your deep longing
that is me.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
After one month, 4718 miles, 12 states, 11 beds, and visits with 19 family members, we are home. And what did the bear see on the other side of the mountain?

The world goes on. And on and on. Beyond every road, every ten-lane turnpike and two-strand wagon trail, runs another road. Every place you go, and beyond, there is another place, another town, or space between towns, a teeming metropolis or an isolated farmhouse, and people live there. Or something else lives there. For someone, that is home. From where I live to the desert and the tundra, from mountain top to dark sea bottom, there is life living its life, in all its uncatalogable variety. And there are people being beautiful in a million different ways. And there is God’s grace, in all its even greater variety, doing its thing. Whatever is, is in God. And as I look up into a night sky far from cities where I can actually see the stars, they, too, in their silent, mysterious distances, are still in God.

Whatever your day brings, whatever new or familiar experiences come your way, whether you find yourself in a great throng or all alone (or both), know that the One is with you, that Blessing upholds you, that the Presence includes you. No matter where you are, in space or in mind, you are not far away. You are at home in God. Welcome.
         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         “Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted
         by many things;
         there is need of only one thing.”
                  —Luke 10.41-42
               
Martha wanted help doing the work. It was a reasonable request. It’s a consistent pressure in our lives, to be helpful. To have work. To do our part. To earn our keep. But we become attached to it. It sickens in us; it becomes fear of not being useful, not being worthy. Fear of being ourselves.

Sometimes “our part” is simply to be. Sabbath is time that is holy because in it we are not Creators, creating our world and our worth, but creatures. Our worth is not derived from our contribution, but from our having been created by God. Period. Like an infant in its grandparent’s arms, we are loved simply because we exist. In sabbath time we focus on the one thing needed— to be in relationship with our Creator.

So we sit. At the feet of the Human One, we sit and practice being a child of God. We practice being. We practice trusting that God loves us unconditionally, independent of anything we do, even whether we believe or love or pray. And we practice trusting that the world will get on fine without us.

Every day we take some time to simply be without doing. Every week we take a day. And every once in a while we take a vacation.

So I will. I’m taking a month off. I’ll let go of my work, and I’ll let go of Unfolding Light. I’ll not do anything useful, but just sit (in a car, for a lot of it) with Jesus. And Beth. And our boys. And family. I’ll mostly just be. Though I do promise I will do the dishes.

I’ll see you in late August.

         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
                  
The lad runs up the sand
with his little pail,
and the whole sea in it, sloshing
on his feet and knees,
and pours it out in the hole in the sand
where it disappears, and he laughs
and runs to the sea again.

                  •

I am your little pail, the whole
of you in me, sloshing out
into the world.

                  •

I am the sea in your little pail,
poured out into the world
until I am no more.

                  •

I run back down to the sea,
laughing.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         

         
My dear, my dear,

you are distracted by many things.
         One thing is needed.

Every moment, you are sitting
         at your Teacher’s feet.
Everything that happens
         is an entrance.
Each moment can be a falling,
         a falling in love.

The mouth that speaks this into being
         is right here.
Listen for the voice of the Beloved
         in every breath. Every breath.

Everything else can rot
         or be stolen;
this
         can’t be taken from you.

Nothing else matters.

         Listen.

Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Unfolding Light
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Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         This mystery that has been hidden
         throughout the ages and generations
         but now is revealed to God’s saints…
         is Christ in you, the hope of glory.
                  —Colossians 1.27-28

Never mind the lonely trek across the desert
to find your elusive teacher,
nor does your Savior have to come to you.
The Beloved lives inside you,
breathing here, moving in you, moving you,
the silence shimmering in your lungs,
the heat rising, pulsing, pushing,
straining to get out
and love this crazy world.

The life in you is of God.
The Chosen One is in your blood,
your flesh, even your wounds,
bleeding sometimes, and when you bleed
you bleed glory, and when you are weary
the splendor of God rests, and when you suffer
the Gentle One silently accepts your lashes,
and quietly rises again and again.

The Beloved lives inside you, working miracles,
or speaking to you in that silent language,
or sometimes sitting still,
eyes closed, with a little smile,
or maybe just relaxing, looking around,
being at home.
         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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