Changes over Time

I love the light at the end of the year.  The December and January light is lower in the sky but the clouds are fewer and everything seems to glow.  Thank You, God for LIGHT, and for SEASONS — even the barely perceptible seasons we have here.

Monday I was up at the end of Keeamoku St. and there was Tantalus with an amazingly white cloud behind it.  I gasped.  Your world is SO BEAUTIFUL.  Thank You for the World and for giving us a sense of beauty.

Then yesterday I was reading about the fact that the Arctic sea ice will be gone — at least in the summer — rather soon.  In fact, they aren’t sure just when because as the permafrost thaws more CO2 will be released causing an increase in the warming.  As a person living on an island I really hope (ask YOU?) that this warming thing doesn’t happen too suddenly.

A seasonal change is a delight, but I am not eager for MAJOR change • CLIMATE CHANGE . . . but then, is anyone?  Please, help me to care about my children and grandchildren’s world and not rest in the Not in My Lifetime view. . . Please!

Posted in climate changes, seasonal changes

On Moral Failures

Ah God, is there anything sadder than a Pastor who steps down due to “moral failure”?  Tiger we understand. . . sort of . . . ministers?  But here is an image of OUR INNER CAT — out in the cold looking for ? ? ?  AND WE ALL HAVE AN INNER CAT!

Dr. Arch Hart spoke right to the HEART of the PROBLEM several years ago when he talked here in Honolulu about ANHEDONIA.  The TOTAL ABSENCE OF PLEASURE.  The way he explained it was that when we are TOO BUSY — yes, God, even TOO BUSY DOING YOUR WILL — that we slowly build a wall around our brain’s Pleasure Center.  The wall eventually gets so high that simple pleasures can’t get in.  I guess that would be like being out in the cold without warm clothes.  ICE. COLD. NOTHINGNESS.

At that point, our inner cat, our inner pleasure seeking cat, goes out on the prowl.  Pleasure seems so essential . . . and God, perhaps it is.  Thus MORAL FAILURE.

Dr. Hart talked about a well known ministry leader who saw him thanks to his wife (and her threat to publicly blow him out of the water if he didn’t go).  Dr. Hart said get out your calendar.  CUT OUT HALF OF WHAT YOU ARE DOING!   And, under duress, he did.  One year later Dr. Hart got a thank you note from him.  He talked about the simple joys he was now able to experience . . . now that he had CUT WAY BACK.  So, God, I am not THAT busy.

BUT, DEAR HEART YOU ARE TOO BUSY!

Big sigh.  Yes, God.  Too busy.  CUT BACK!  I hear You.  I hear YOU.  Now help me enter into the needed humility to truly cut back.  And the wisdom to know WHAT TO CUT AND HOW!   Please!

Posted in busy, Moral Failures, Our inner Cat

Christmas Palms and Connections

Our Christmas Palm Tree

Good evening, God.  You, of course, have already noticed my resourcefulness in creating a Christmas Tree when the stores had sold out.  You might also have noticed that I didn’t plan ahead very well.  Planning vs Creativity?  Yes, we CAN have both.  Indeed, I aspire to have both. Help me visualize what that would look like, please!  No!  It is NOT PIGGY to ask YOU for both of them .  .  . although I must confess I need to eat less and spend less . . . so piggy is not a bad word.

Before doing any asking, I want to do some THANKING!  Thank You for the good visit with Sandy and Ian!  Thank YOU that Ian is growing in his social skills and that he WANTED to go out for meals and talk with me.  Thank You for daughters and grandsons!  And, speaking of daughters, I am off to go to the airport to pickup Suzy.  Please give us a good visit and give us a safe drive in the rain that woke me up as I napped.

Thank You for this YEAR of CELEBRATIONS and ANNIVERSARIES and SHARED TIME with FAMILIES and FRIENDS!  Connections are where the JOY is.  And maybe our connections here are lessons in how to connect with You?

Back from the airport with Suz — safe and sound — happy and tired.  Thank You!

Posted in connections, daughters, Uncategorized

the Joy of Light

Ah, it is continuing to rain, God.  Thank You!  I love waking up to the sound of rain.  And, when the sun breaks through there is the hope of rainbows.  Yesterday was full of them — one just lying flat in our valley.  And I am smiling at the memory.  Actually, God, I love LIGHT!  Light flowing through plants, light sparkling off water, light through the prism of raindrops — all ineffably wonderful.

So, this morning as we gathered to hear the old prophecies of Light Coming Into Darkness it coincided beautifully with the dark of our lengthening nights.  And, as I sit here offering You a bit of my mind and time, the main point of this glorious season comes to me:  Your Light is supposed to Flow through US!  Shine forth from us!  I think of the halos of saints . . . and I feel pretty opaque.

Sigh, I AM OPAQUE.  But, I love Your LIGHT.  And You don’t ever give up on us!  And now, dropping down into what is known as reality — I would say that the essential point is just exactly that — YOU NEVER GIVE UP ON US.  Your glorious (albeit very quiet) entry into History is all about YOU opening the WAY for us.  And You do indeed, stand at the door of our hearts, knocking . . . wanting to enter in and together feast with us on all You have provided.

No wonder hurting, sorrowing, depressed people find this simply too good to be true.  Ah, God, help us!  Help us unbolt, unchain, and OPEN up our hearts to YOU!   Reach out to us in music, in light — even on snow — in smiles and small acts of kindness.  And help those of us who are opaque to ask You for transparency . . . or maybe that is just a by-product of the small acts of kindness and joy?  Ahaaa.  Let YOUR WILL in me, be ONGOING!

Thank You!

Posted in Light, Light shining through, on being opaque

standing in the Light

Good Morning, God!  I’m just back from my Saturday morning trip to the Farmers’ Market — and I was taking photos on the way.  We walked past a cactus garden and I took pictures of spine covered palms and barrel cactus and agaves and so forth. But, God, it was this plant that caught my eye.  Why?  Because it seemed so clear that its leaves were welcoming Your Light.  They are broad and oriented toward the light.
Then I thought about the cacti . . . leaves? Do they HAVE leaves?  Or is it only thorns?

Aaah, plants that HAVE WATER can afford to support leaves!  Plants that have developed with very little water can’t afford leaves!  In Arizona the Palo Verde trees have narrow leaves and the trunk itself is green in order to extract the most nourishment from the light.

And, perhaps water can symbolize love.  People with a dependable source of love can afford to spread out tender leaves toward You and Your Light.  But when water/love is scarce — people like plants — might think thorns are a better choice.  Thorns to protect what they have.  Hm. I have been blessed.  Lots of water/love flowing through me.  Gosh, God, blessed makes it sound like I deserve the blessing. Lucky?

And here is the REAL question, God. . . WHAT ABOUT THE UNLUCKY?  What about the poor children of the world?  Then I see the impoverished children of Swaziland — joyful at little things.  Children carried on the backs of moms and sisters for years . . . children clearly loved . . . watered with love even when the water from the ground is polluted and unhealthy.  So unlucky HOW?  Poverty comes in many different forms, doesn’t it God.

And as for me, God?  Maybe I need to appreciate that cacti are built to absorb a lot of LIGHT!  They also make the very best use
of the water they get.  Humph.  And to think I have failed all these years to appreciate cacti.  I was focused on the protective thorns.  (You say that I have thorns, too?  That we are designed to be able to protect ourselves?)  I wasn’t impressed by the amount of light they could absorb and their clever use of water.

And now I am thinking about how You even things out.  Harsh environments call forth resourcefulness.  Sigh.  In a society that adores EASY, resourcefulness and resiliency don’t get a whole lot of respect. . . or even noticed.

I’d ask to be more resilient . . . but I’m pretty sure I’d find the path . . . HARD.
And, now, God, a BIG SIGH!  Please, help me to choose wisely.  Even if it is HARD!
Thank You, God.  Thank You for being TRUSTWORTHY!

Posted in adoring Easy, cacti, resiliency, resourcefulness, water and love

power and peace and gentleness

morning light at KCC

Thank YOU, God, for coming with power and peace and gentleness.  You healed a friends broken big toe on Wednesday at our Women’s Prayer Group.  And then yesterday You choreographed an amazing prayer “conversation” with two dear friends that left me with “chicken skin”.

You came in “Power and Peace and Gentleness” as my friend said. Thank You!

And now I am FILLED with an overwhelming awareness of HOW MUCH YOU WANT/LONG TO BE ASKED TO COME AND HEAL.

Amazing . . . staggering, actually.  How did it happen, God, that this natural clumping together to pray for one another got “lost”? How did it become privatized so that we mostly pray alone FOR others — instead of praying together WITH others?

How indeed!  Ah, yes, we are in the Era of the Expert. Professional training and education have been substituted for gifts and callings. Well, I suppose the intention was to ADD THEM ON to gifts and callings.

Or was it Fear?  Fear of entrusting ordinary people with an open connection to YOU?  OF COURSE!  Your Holy Spirit does come in peace and gentleness, but it also comes in POWER.  Godly power — even a Female Version of Your Power — is disruptive.

Ah, God, disrupt ME!  YES!  I say YES to You. (Albeit, with some trepidation . . .)

Posted in being together in a compassionate presence, power and peace and gentleness, the JOY of praying together

The lights of Christmas

No Christmas tree, yet, and it’s the 17th.  This would normally send me into a state of angst, God.  But, I might just skip searching for one of the 600 being rushed in and bring down my palm tree. Maybe it was my trip into the rural villages of Swaziland? Could be!

Or, maybe it is having Sandy and Ian here to visit Mom that gives so much richness to my life that tinsel and glitter seem unnecessary?  Still, I do love the lights.  I prefer the multicolored lights, but they seem to have gone the way of wishing people Merry Christmas.  Then again, it isn’t so bad having Christmas fall back into a time for followers of Christ.  Not that others are not welcomed!

Hm.  Then the white lights wrapped around trees all over town. . . which I LOVE might well be an expression of our human desire and love of light.  Are they remnants of the winter solstice celebrations that the Old Ones kept?

I don’t think You mind, God, for You are the Light of the World.  You know how important light is to us.  .  .  to us who still do dwell in darkness.  Come, please! Enlighten my heart today.  Enlighten us ALL with Your Light . . . the very essence of Truth and Love!    Please. . .

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Posted in family visits, the Light of the World, winter solstice celebrations

Waimanalo Morning

Sky over Makapu'u Head

Not quite a full day off, God, but still a very good day.  Thank You!  Ian wanted to go to Waimanalo so Sandy, Ian and I packed up the boogie boards and set out around the south eastern tip of Oahu.  It is one of my favorite drives.   I sat and watched as Ian enjoyed the small waves that lifted him up and down and once in a while moved him in . . . bringing him joy.  Hard not to be joyful . . . so much beauty . . . every direction called for photos. . . called forth delight.

Later Ian and I went to Zippys and I talked about my favorite skills.  Negotiating — which means you have to know what you want in layers, and means that you have to help the person you are negotiating with understand what they want.  God, I love the story of how Abraham bargained with You over Sodom and Gomorra.  So, God, if there were 50 righteous men there surely you would spare the city?  Right!  How about 45? And he persisted all the way down to 10.  It turns out You save us all for just ONE righteous man. And You had to provide Him.

So pushy, that Abraham!  How you must have loved him — standing there and bargaining with You for that city.  Flattering You, too, as I recall.  Well, perhaps not flattering You, just reminding You of Your excellent qualities!

Ah, now God, here is this lovely world that You brought into being.  Such a beautiful world.  And it was YOUR idea to entrust it to us.  You were the one who decided to trust us with free will. . . letting us disobey You and go on our merry way.  Surely then, YOU will not leave us to ruin it?  Surely, You who created it will put Your Thumb on the scale, so to speak and help? AND HOW WOULD YOU LEARN IF I REMOVED PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY?  Sigh, how indeed. . . . . . But, God, I HAVE LEARNED!  What I’ve learned is — WE NEED HELP!  Please?

Posted in appreciation, beauty, embedded in God's Time, negotiating

On not working

The Farmers' Market at KCC

You were RIGHT, God!  (Such surprise I’m showing!)  I did REST yesterday, instead of beginning a fight against all the stuff out of place and all the tasks whining to be done.  This lovely image from Saturday’s trip to the Farmers’ Market seems the most restful image I could find.  The people and the shopping lie ahead — but I have paused to appreciate Your Light on the grass.

PAUSING?  Pausing to appreciate?  Is this part of what You had in mind when you commanded us to refrain from working one day a week? Sandy and I bought a jamba juice for my mom and then played scrabble with her.  We were not purposeful until we went to see Mavis together and then I mostly listened and entered into Sandy’s World.  Ah, the BENEFITS of a third party being present. We open different doorways with different people.  And it was a gift to be there — listening — and joining in.

There was such acceptance and compassion in that room — both very healing, very helpful.  We need help.  And we need help in finding help.  Mavis asked if we could find an expert to help Ian manage his fears. Sandy hasn’t been able to find one.  Or rather, the “experts” just told them how it could be done, but they didn’t walk with them in the doing and redoing of it.  And perhaps that will be the way it is.  Still, please help us, God, in searching for help.

It was a very special day, God.  And, if I had pursued my “work” activities — even just tidying and putting away —  I would have missed it.  So, stopping, putting down my daily diversions, resting — was key to my entering more fully into YOUR presence… Your presence as “third person” in our lives — filling our lives with acceptance and compassion.  Thank You!      Oh, and YES, I might want to do this again.  Wanting might be more helpful than I realize.  Thanks!

Posted in A weekly day of rest, asking for help for myself, being together in a compassionate presence, putting down daily diversions, refraining from work, Wanting a protected time

Safe and Sound

Thank YOU, God!  Another marathon has come and gone and Kit is alive and well!  He is even happy with his time of 4:22 as it makes him 10th out of 200 in the 70-74 age group AND in his own age group of 75-79 he thinks he is second.  That is, if they notice that the one listed as second didn’t hit the mat out in Hawaii Kai.

I am VERY thankful!  And it hits me that a marathon is an excellent example of self-induced stress.  For Kit it is entirely voluntary!  He doesn’t have to run it.  And as for my stress?  It is just based on the few times some “healthy” person does drop dead during a marathon. I suppose there is more real risk in driving down to the starting line.  Still, I don’t want to lose him!  Indeed I don’t!  But the STRESS is mostly in my MIND.  It is in a mental construct that I created.  Shoot!  What a bummer to actually accept responsibility for the stress in my life.  And, then, to go even further and realize that I have authority over the fears in my life, too.  Yes, even the hidden fears!   . . . But then here comes the thought that this is GOOD NEWS!  I can clean up my mind, clean up my emotions, just like I can clean up my office.  CAN is, of course, the operative word, God.

Yes, You have given me authority and responsibility.  I am intended to be Queen of my Life.  But, I have this sneaking suspicion that while I may be Queen, YOU are the HIGH KING.  Gosh, God, it all seems very feudal.  But I like having YOU there to help. . . to send in reinforcements. . . to counsel and advise. . . even to tell me to stop and turn around.  Well, yes, I don’t like that last part in practice.  But, I know, I KNOW that keeping the Sabbath is what makes it possible to keep the other nine commandments.  So, once again, I hear You say: SO DO IT! AURGH!  HELP!

Posted in authority over my life, God as High King, putting pressure on ourselves, Queen of my Life, stopping

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