Again

On Thursday in Denver, the temperature will drop forty degrees. Many laugh at this, but those with chronic illnesses will suffer exponentially on account of it. Pray for them, try to show mercy when they are angry and sorrowful, and be thankful you do not share their miserable plight. If you want to begin to understand, read Psalm 88--slowly and repeatedly. There are many Hemans among us. Look for them, if you have the courage and compassion.

A Universal Lament for the Children of the Earth (corrrected; I first wrote this in a fit)

Oh God, our Creator, Designer, Law-giver, Revelator, Sustainer, Director, Judge

of all things, in heaven and earth and under the earth.

Oh Jesus, the Logos from Eternity, oh Jesus, Incarnate Logos in history,

full of grace and truth and virtue in perfection.

Light from light,

yet the darkness did not comprehend,

neither did it overcome

You.

A singular Man, born to die

the death no one else every died or could die,

even death on a Cross,

not by accident, happenstance or impersonal historical necessity

(Hegel be damned).

A man of sorrows and permeated with grief,

crushing disappointment,

frustration,

and lament upon lament for this wounded and wounding world

of his own making--and remaking.

Oh Holy Spirit, so present, yet so alien in this world of woe

and hidden.

Aching wonder, we feel it deep.

Spirit of truth...so often quenched and grieved by lies, ignorance, and

stupefaction.

Triune God!

Triume God!

Triunie God!

Hear our prayer, whispered, screamed, signed from within our mortal frame.

Hear our prayer, when we can muster one or two, between signs, moans, and screams

and Silences too deep to express.

We lament our lot,

our loss,

our languishing between the ideal

and the real.

Between joy fulfilled

and hope deferred.

Between virtue tasted

and vice bitter and acidic.

Between restoration

and dejection.

Between beauty

and ashes.

Between the perfect notes

and the botched chords.

Between love lovingly offered

and love stomped on by self, ego, flesh.

Oh Triune God of compassion,

of patience,

of mercy,

of forgiveness through blood and body.

--and of Judgment.

We call out to you,

not in goodness, righteousness, or Christ-like faith,

but in sickness, lifelessness,

near dereliction, destitution, derangement.

We hope for a listening heaven

An open heart above

A future with more grace

more hope,

more love,

more trusting knowledge.

We lament to the bone.

We lament in the soul.

We lament in the moment.

We lament for yesterday and today and tomorrow,

but not for Tomorrow.

Yet we pray that all of our pained yearnings may find

their home in
The One True God:

more true than our lies.

More true than our fears.

More good than our evils.

More full of grace, than we are full of sin.

We lament our state

Our souls are sick and hungry and noisy and weary.

We offer this catastrophe to you,

in hope of an eventual apocalypse of

Ecstasy.

But not without the nail-driven hands,

the hole in the side

The God with wounds, resurrected, but remembered for eternity.

yet with joy set before him.

Darkness is so often our closest friend.

We bring this bitter friend before our better Friend.

Heal him, and us, of God of the scars, wounds, and resurrection.

Turn our laments into

benedictions, doxologies, and oblations---

...

...

...

soon, lest we die.

Lament

Let yourself lament.

Read Psalm 88, slowly.

Remember that it is a prayer.

Inner Holiday: Three Escapes

Those afflicted with chronic illness, and the ones who live with them, cannot "take vacations"--something most middle class Americans assume happens in everyone's life. I prefer the world holiday, since vacation means to vacate, while holiday means an edifying change of scene, pace, and mood. It originally meant "holy-day."

Since we cannot take two weeks away camping, skiing, clubbing or museum-visiting in New York City (my wish), or anything of that sort, we need to creatively find holidays closer to home or in the home--but without forsaking the needs of our selves or those we (attempt to) care for. One needs a nontoxic escape of some sort, since life is so terrible. Here are two such excursions:

1. Escape into understanding. This phrase is from Marshall McLuhan. We are often helpless to change our situation very much (for the better); however, through reading and reflection, we may come to fathom the way things are to a greater degree. We can know, and find comfort in knowing--specially in knowledge of the things that matter most: God, the soul, and immortality.

2. Escape into beauty. Reality contains some beauty--fugitive and rarefied though its presence may be. Thus, one may enter it and leave the rest behind (for a time). "Mood Indigo" may enter through the portal of the ears into the soul--over and over, and in different versions over many years. Luminous and liminal paintings may be summoned to mystify, massage, and manicure the wounded soul. Behold: Georgia O'Keefe, Georges Rouault, Mark Rothko.

3. Escape into service. Engage in good works outside of helping the chronically ill. Volunteer for a food bank or splurge on someone who is depressed by something other than chronic illness. You do not do this strictly for yourself, of course. But it may change one's soul for the better in the doing of it.

But one must return to the chronic, and hope for grace there, too.

What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self ?--Luke 9:25

What does our age of constant diversion, distraction, and dissipation lack? It lacks meaningful discipline: self-denial for a cause greater than the self. But this alone gives meaning and truth to the self, which is otherwise derelict in its own finite absorption

Ways to Further the Ministry

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May it be done for the glory of God and the advancement of his Kingdom,

Doug Groothuis