Let me see

         
         
                  
Beloved,
let me see with your eyes.
Let me see myself clearly, no shame,
no expectations, just a soul being me.

Let me rise above myself and see
as my own observer, over my shoulder,
see others and their worlds,
not centered in mine.

Let me see the universe, and me in it,
all just as glorious as can be,
me and the suffering ones, and the haughty,
and my enemies, there among the stars.

Let me see the world beyond me,
outside my little grasp, the world
without me, before I came, after I am gone,
whole and beautiful.

Let me see with your hope,
your delight, your compassion.
Let me see with the eyes of one
who loves what you have made.

Beloved, let me see with your eyes
until I disappear, and there is only
you, your eyes, your infinite heart,
gently seeing.

         

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
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He gave him to his mother

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         

As he approached the gate of the town, a man who had died was being carried out. He was his mother’s only son, and she was a widow; and with her was a large crowd from the town. When the Lord saw her, he had compassion for her and said to her, “Do not weep.” Then he came forward and touched the bier, and the bearers stood still. And he said, “Young man, I say to you, rise!” The dead man sat up and began to speak, and Jesus gave him to his mother.

                  —Luke 7.12-15

She had lost a child— that most hollowing grief. He was her only son, her only way to pass on what she meant to the world. She was a widow, sorrow already having come and made a home with her. She was now without family, without a way to survive in the world. Though a stranger to her, Jesus, the Compassionate One, felt her anguish with her.

There is something fundamental to who we are, a part of us we believe we can’t live without, why it is that we are alive, what it is that we have been given to give to the world, how we shall go on— it is the child within us, the offspring of our heart, the self we hope to be. And sometimes it seems that it’s taken from us. To some degree maybe we all are grieving the loss of the Child, the hope of our souls, the Love of our Life.

But the Child, our hope, our Beloved whom we have lost, God restores to us. This story of Jesus copies the story of Elijah raising the widow’s son (in 1 Kings 17), ending with the same words: “He gave him to his mother.” It’s not just a miracle, it’s a gift, a personal gift. When our inner Beloved, our heart’s Child, has been taken from us, the Compassionate One touches our grief, stretches out upon our sorrow, and restores to us the Love we had lost. God’s work is to renew, to restore, to return life to us.

And to return us to life. For we are really the ones who are revived. We ourselves are God’s Beloved Child, who have in ways died, lost our life. There is, as the Elijah story says, “no breath left” in us. And God restores us to life. It often takes a long time. But we are brought back to life. It is a gift, a miracle. And the Healer will give us to our Mother.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Presence

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
                  
Indwelling God,
the morning light is your presence.
You hold me.

I breathe in
and your presence fills me,
blessing every cell,
seeking my heart.

I am present for you,
willing and open.

In all whom I meet
I look for your presence;
I listen for your voice.

In all that I do
I embody your presence,
and bear you into the world
like the fragrance of flowers.

Every moment
my soul is receiving you back to its own.
I am giving you back to yourself.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Winter

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
         

Now that it’s June winter has come in earnest,
the great hibernation, the time of barrenness,
time of going inward, time of patience.

If this seems wrong to you, it may be because
you’re not in Australia, where many of you are,
and you forgot that you’re not the center of the world.

On the other side of the world,
the argument, the truth,
is the One who holds us all in the One.

And you who are beyond, left outside
the boundaries the rest of us believe in,
you too belong.

Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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The gospel

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
I am astonished that you are so quickly deserting the one who called you in the grace of Christ and are turning to a different gospel— not that there is another gospel, but there are some who are confusing you and want to pervert the gospel of Christ.
                  —Galatians 1. 6-7

Beneath the theological theories and complicated explanations, the truth is simple. God is love. At the heart of everything is the mystery of God’s infinite, embodied, indwelling love for all Creation. You are Beloved, you and everyone else equally, and love beckons to you live in love. Christ shows us how to live in love, shows us the power of love. Love is the gospel. Everything else is a footnote. All doctrine, all orthodoxy, all religion, all beliefs and practices, laws and and obedience, insights and traditions are all mere reflections upon the miracle but they are not the miracle. The love you give and receive, that is the gospel. Don’t bother with another gospel. Don’t fight over the details. Don’t give your life to a footnote. Live the love, the whole love, and nothing but the love. Root your life deeply in the gospel of compassion, the mystery, the gift, the wonder, the grace of God’s love for us and in us. Let love be your being, your breathing, your consciousness, your actions. Let compassion for all living beings be your life. Let yourself become Christ, the embodied love of God, in the spirit of Jesus. Beloved, love deeply. That is everything.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Authority

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.

The centurion sent friends to say to him, “Lord, do not trouble yourself, for I am not worthy to have you come under my roof; therefore I did not presume to come to you. But only speak the word, and let my servant be healed. For I also am a man set under authority, with soldiers under me; and I say to one, “Go,’ and he goes, and to another, “Come,’ and he comes, and to my slave, “Do this,’ and the slave does it.”
                  —Luke 7.6-8

God does not try.
God does not wish,
or command from afar
and hope we obey.
God says, “Light,”
and the word shines.

God wills life.
There is no command, no obedience,
nothing conveyed from there to here.
Trees put forth leaves,
earth turns green, living things blossom.
What God wills is what is
and what is most deeply becoming.

The saints live in harmony with God’s energy,
trust it unfolding,
even as we will otherwise.
The healing you yearn for,
the wisdom, the peace,
these God has already spoken.
They have already begun to become.

You yourself are a word God has already said,
a word of grace,
grace that was, and is, and ever shall be.

Deep Blessings
Pastor Steve
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A spring of blessing

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
                  
O Infinite Blessing,
a forest of your grace rises in me,
a sea of blessing caressing every shore,
a desert whose light and air are blessing,
a city in me, a million blessings living there.
In me your blessing is a spring
welling up to eternal life.

Like light I radiate your blessing today
on all whom I meet, friend and stranger,
this moment and the next, blessing,
blessing the ones I love and who are hard to love,
blessing those on the street and in traffic,
blessing peoples far away and foreign,
blessing those who suffer and those who toil.
Each moment today will be a moment of blessing,
asking of me only compassion
and an offering of good will for all living souls.

And if I should tire,
if I should doubt my calling or weary of my task,
I will rest in your blessing
like a spring welling up
until it overflows agin,
flowing out from me,
out into the desert,
giving joy to thirsty creatures,
turning parched things green.

O Blessing One, O Cherishing Love, this day
may I shine with the light of your blessing.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Spring moments

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
                  I

         Getting there

Morning sun.
On the hubcap
a spider in her web.
Ah, I think today I’ll walk.

                  II

         Washing windows

If only I had earlier seen
how much what I saw
was inside,
how much I didn’t see.

                  III

          Winged seeds

So many little bits
floating down from trees,
spores, seeds, threads of life,
whole trees within—
all of us you send
out into the world.

         

         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Memorial Day

         
         
                  
O God of Eternity,
on this day we remember those
who have died while serving
in armed forces for their country.
For their service we humbly give thanks.
For their courage and self-sacrifice
we offer our praise and honor.
For the lives destroyed and the families grieved,
we pray for healing.
For asking them to bear such loss on our behalf,
for sending them into war with such ease,
for placing a human cost on our security,
we repent and ask forgiveness,
and pray for a change of heart.
May we never forget the price of our choices.
We pray that we, too, may serve as they have:
with courage and self-sacrifice,
with devotion to those beyond ourselves,
with discipline, purpose and unity,
to serve the cause of peace and the well being of all,
to dedicate ourselves and our very being
to healing, non-violence and justice,
to give our lives for the sake of peace.
God of Peace, we give thanks,
we open our hearts, and we ask your blessing. Amen.

         
         

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That Thou art mindful of us

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         When I look at your heavens,
                  the work of your fingers,
                  the moon and the stars that you have established;
         what are human beings that you are mindful of them,
                  mortals that you care for them?

                           —Psalm 8.3-4

My sister has finished her long journey of healing from lymphoma, through chemo and laughter and agony and drudgery and pain and wonder and prayer and shingles and friends, lots of loving friends, and here she is, healthy and whole. It’s pretty splendid. Meanwhile my wife is back in North Dakota going through her sister’s belongings, the little sister who died suddenly at Christmas and really ought to be alive. It’s pretty sad.

What do we say, that God has chosen this one and not that one? Or that God is not paying attention, that God is too busy spinning galaxies to notice our little lives and we’re on our own, good luck? No, the mystery is that the Holy One who holds the universe in strong and gentle hands also holds us, and cares for us, and accompanies us. The Beloved is with us. In death or life, joy or sorrow, the Compassionate One walks with us, breathes in us, suffers with us, and gives us the life we have. And that life, that amazing gift, is holy, precious and worthy of our wonder, no matter how long or pretty it is.

Our range of vision is so often limited to our desires— how fully we manage to cling to what we want and avoid what we fear— that we can’t see our lives from the perspective of the heavens: the sacred Oneness that our lives rise out of, the holy miracle of life in each moment, the magnificent mystery of which each of us is a spark, a blossom, a note. The promise is not that your life will be long or easy, but that it will be holy.

Treasure this gift of life. Notice the marvelous gift of breath and thought, love and beauty. Whether you are at ease or in pain, relief or grief, the Creator of the Universe is your intimate partner, giving you life, holding you in love. Whatever struggles you have, whatever brokenness, imperfections and even evil you suffer, it is the Beloved who gives you each breath, who carries you each moment, who pours love into your heart no matter what.

From the view of the heavens, all our lives are vanishingly short, but graciously given, magnificently beautiful, infinitely precious and mysteriously blessed. Whether long or short, hard or easy, your life is holy. Your life is a gift. And you are not alone. You are Beloved. Be in wonder, and give thanks.
         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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