Two years later

4 Jul

It is hard to believe I have been posting for two years!! This is post 228! I am amazed I could stick with writing that long.

Once more it is a day to celebrate freedom. I truly believe that freedom is found in our relationship with the Divine. As I plunge deep into the discipline of life in Christ, I rise in the joy and freedom of being a child of God. It is a wonderful life.

The gospel for Sunday is an interesting on. I have thought a lot about it this week. Jesus begins by speaking hardly to the folks who have not welcomed his good news.

16-19 “How can I account for this generation? The people have been like spoiled children whining to their parents, ‘We wanted to skip rope, and you were always too tired; we wanted to talk, but you were always too busy.’ John came fasting and they called him crazy. I came feasting and they called me a lush, a friend of the riffraff. Opinion polls don’t count for much, do they? The proof of the pudding is in the eating.”

Jesus states a universal truth; some people are never happy, no matter what you do. Their dissatisfaction leaves them searching for a perfection they will never find. Their dissatisfaction will give them an excuse to not listen or try to understand the good news that Jesus is sharing with them.

It is interesting that in the lectionary these first verses are matched with verses 25-30.

25-26 Abruptly Jesus broke into prayer: “Thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth. You’ve concealed your ways from sophisticates and know-it-alls, but spelled them out clearly to ordinary people. Yes, Father, that’s the way you like to work.”

27 Jesus resumed talking to the people, but now tenderly. “The Father has given me all these things to do and say. This is a unique Father-Son operation, coming out of Father and Son intimacies and knowledge. No one knows the Son the way the Father does, nor the Father the way the Son does. But I’m not keeping it to myself; I’m ready to go over it line by line with anyone willing to listen.

28-30 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

The last verses are more well know, “Come, to me all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”

I have thought about the connection between the ideas of dissatisfaction and being worn out. It is so true that when we find fault in everything, are unhappy with life, that it can become exhausting. No one meets our expectations; they are not quick enough, smart enough, caring enough, thoughtful enough. And, if everyone would simple be the people we think they should be, everything would be fine in our life. How exhausting!!

The only one we can look to for our happiness is ourselves. The source of my happiness and contentment is God; there is no other. I long ago learned that the only one I needed to please was the Divine Presence, and the only source of fullness and grace was the Divine Presence. It is in that relationship the I can “learn he unforced rhythms of grace.”

Is there someone who is frustrating you, not meeting your expectations, or “making you unhappy.” The only one who has charge of your emotions is you. You are the one responsible for your happiness.

I know the source of my happiness is God. It is freedom and joy and peace to come to the Divine and find peace.


One Response to “Two years later”

  1. Phyllis Terwilliger July 4, 2014 at 3:40 pm #


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