Posts Tagged Jesus

“As Yourself”


          I’m fascinated by the idea of loving someone “as yourself,” and have spent an awful lot of time pondering the meaning, the possibilities, and the difficulties with loving someone else using the same means and measure in which we love and care for ourselves. In a culture as individualistic as the one in which we live, how rare is it we find someone who cares just as much about someone else’s needs as they do about their own. What would it even look like for one person to give up their individual rights, their individual freedoms, and their individual luxuries for the shared rights, shared freedoms, and shared luxuries of the community. Who in their right mind would give of their voice to a child who doesn’t have one, or give of their own food or property to those who have found themselves without. What kind of person chooses to give up what is rightfully theirs to keep. Who would give up their own life, their own desires, their own dreams, their own God-given resources for someone else.

          Jesus often gave instructions that pointed to the heart of this concept, the one that comes to mind first for me is this one:

If anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, let him have your coat also. Whoever forces you to go one mile, go with him two. Give to him who asks of you, and do not turn away from him who wants to borrow from you. “

          I’ve always seen this particular teaching of Jesus’ to be extreme and radical because it goes against the way most of us live today.  All of Jesus’ teachings teach us to love but were not meant to follow them as one follows a law, but we follow the spirit in which each instruction was given.  We follow love.  We give our shirt to the man who sues us because he is a man in need, because we love him, his needs our like our needs.  The person who forces us to go along with them for a mile, we happily go two, for maybe they just need a friend and we know what that’s like, no man should be friendless.  And when our neighbors, friends, family, or even our enemies ask or require something of us, we are to consider, what if it were me?

          For the young and for the innocent, this instruction, to love others as yourself comes really easy, almost natural.  It’s not rare to see this type of love in our children, for example, the time a young a boy begged his mom to get McDonald’s for the homeless guy on the corner, or the little girl who gave the contents of her entire piggy bank to the missionary who spoke at church.  But life often takes away more than it gives and one of the things it subtracts from our lives is our ability or willingness to love others as ourselves.  Most of us began in our young life, giving, loving, sharing as if others were just as important as ourselves, but then something happened: someone we gave to, took to much, walked away with a piece of our soul, or spit in our face.  The result of which is a heart that’s less open, less warm, less willing to give, to share, and to love, taking our natural ability to love others as ourselves and replacing it with a constant struggle to force ourselves back open.  The truth is to love someone as yourself, is to take a risk, to put your heart and soul on the line on a regular basis.  And inevitably, we all get hurt.  So what then?  How do we get back to where we once were?  The answer to this question is far from simple, I think when it gets to that point, we only have one choice and that’s to lean on the words of Jesus, that if we ask of Him, we will receive.

          Lord, knowing that this is the story behind the current condition of my heart, and my soul I call for, I beg, I plead, I desperately cry out asking for the restoration of my innocence, my warm and open heart, the chunk of my soul that disappeared. I pray that you do the same for all who find themselves here. I ask that you begin to change the fundamentals that are shaping the world around us from the mindset of the individual into the mindset of the community.  Revive in me the ability to love others as myself.

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Love Thy Neighbor

Love Thy Neighbor

The love that enlarges not it’s borders, that is not over spreading, including, and deepening, will contract, shrivel, decay, and die.” – George MacDonald.


        When you think about the relationships you have or have had with your siblings, or those you consider as such, several things may come to mind: you might think of how much you like, appreciate, or admire them, or of how they’ve let you down, you might worry about them and their well being, or wish you could take back the nasty things you said last time you spoke, maybe you wish you spoke with them more frequently, or maybe you think you speak to them too much.  No matter what thoughts are in your mind, you have to admit, you do think about them.  We don’t get to pick our brothers and our sisters, and so we fight, we give the silent treatment, we hold grudges, but in spite of all the fighting and bickering we just aren’t able to completely do away with the basic love we feel for our siblings.  For some reason or purpose we were created with an inability to resist the brotherhood within.  Indifference doesn’t come naturally but through much practice and determination and often times only serves the purpose of masking other more painful emotions.  Often times we may wish we could feel indifferent and we may try to force ourselves into a state of indifference, but if we are truly honest with ourselves, our sibling’s existence is not easily forgotten, discarded, or ignored.

        I point this out to say, isn’t this the way it should be with all the people we are connected to.  For what is indifference, really, but the neglect of love, or a general reality of lovelessness.  Isn’t it indifference that Jesus is asking us to a cast aside when he tells the story of the good and kind Samaritan man?  Wasn’t he challenging us to open up our hearts and our worlds to care about the people who near to us; the people he puts into our paths.  The truth is we do not pick our brothers and our sisters, we do not pick our neighbors, and we do not pick the people in which we connect with along our paths.  However, indifference is a choice, a choice that goes against the very nature of our existence because we were beings created for love.  What a beautiful thing it is to recognize our kin, our kind in those who are close and connected, to see bits and pieces of ourselves in those who cross our path.

        Lord, despite the flaws and frustrations I feel towards some of those who have crossed my path, I make the choice not to be indifferent, to my neighbor, my brother, my sister, or anyone who happens to be, at any moment, standing right next to me.

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The Art of Restoring What We’ve Once Destroyed

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I definitely am not one that can sit here at my computer and claim to know a lot about forgiveness, for ideally that should come from a man much stronger and wiser than I.  Yet even I, in all of my ignorance and stubbornness, understand how difficult it is to withstand the pain, embarrassment, and strife that can come from the hands of our fellow human beings, especially the ones who stick around long enough to gain our trust.  I, too, experience the temptation to judge and condemn those who use their existence as an opportunity to cause destruction and disconnect in a world that was meant for creation and community.   It would be easy to just refuse forgiveness all together.  It’s not like they deserve it.  If I were completely honest with myself often times this is exactly how I feel.  I imagine those who have hurt me coming back, pleading and begging for my forgiveness and I turn and walk away the same way they walked away from me, because that’s what I think they deserve.

Or instead, I could just agree to the bare minimum, (e.g. “I’ll forgive but not forget.”) or agree to forgive but only with a spirit of contempt only because it’s what I’m supposed to do.  It’s always going to fall back to what I think the person deserves.  It’s the law of “ just consequences.”  You walked away, you spit in my face, or you treated me like crap, there should definitely be some consequences and maybe it’s my job to make sure you feel them.

And yet what’s the ultimate consequence for MY actions. Is causing MORE destruction and MORE disconnect really the impact I want to make?  If Jesus’ purpose was not to condemn the world, then what business is it of mine?

Forgiveness is difficult because just like any other aspect of love it’s never indifferent; to forgive and walk away is to not forgive at all.  To forgive someone is to love someone, and to love someone is to continue a connection, to build a friendship, to construct a living community.  Forgiveness can be as simple as a hug or as complex as an ongoing uncomfortable conversation.  It’s an open heart and mind, a willingness to continue and the courage to begin again and it’s all of this with no regard for the ugliness that may come against us.  The real beauty of forgiveness lies in the risk, in the understanding that we may face a closed and cold heart time and time again.  And yet true forgiveness is ones ability to never close your heart to anyone for any reason.  It’s found in our ability to keep our hearts warm and open no matter how many times we come up against cold hearted or closed-minded individuals.  With every action we either create or destroy and forgiveness is the art of restoring what we’ve once destroyed.  Re-creation and Reconciliation, Forgiveness and love, it’s all the same.  It’s the result of a constant and consistent open heart.

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God vs. Scrambled Eggs

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Ronald Rolheiser in his book, “Forgotten Among the Lillies” tells a story of a young man who came to him for confession.  He had been involved in an affair with a woman and as a result she had become pregnant.  Ronald described him as “being a sensitive person who needed no reminders that he had been irresponsible.  He made no attempt to rationalize or offer excuses.”  He goes on to explain how he understood the irrevocable brokenness or destruction that was to come as a consequence for his action.  The young man’s last words really summarized the sadness and hopelessness that plagued his soul at that moment: “There is no way I’ll ever live normally again, beyond this.  Even God can’t unscramble an egg.”

I read this and I couldn’t help but think about my own scrambled eggs, the mistakes I’ve encountered and the messes they’ve left behind.   Whether it be the decisions of a governing system (Presidents, Congressman), the hurtful decisions of friends or family, or just my own mistakes and consistent failures, these are things I can’t go back and change, things no one can go back and change.    And the cynic in me, the broken, scared, frustrated, stressed, and tired person I’ve been screams out pointing to the hopelessness, the pain, and the ugliness of everything around me.  I point to the idiots that I see instead of the innovators.  I point to the corrupt instead of the honorable, and It always seems I’m more willing to point to everyone’s mistakes instead of pointing toward their joys and successes.

It’s like I’m on a boat with Jesus down below and my first thought is to wake him up to point out the storm, resulting in the very same rebuke heard by the disciples: “O ye of little faith.” Cynicism is the tendency in all of us to point in the wrong direction.  Doesn’t the world have enough commentators willing to point at all that’s wrong in the world, where are the ones called to point in the opposite direction, to point to hope.  Where are the Christians who were called to be light to the world, to remind us there is hope amidst the pain.

I think it’s time for me to try and take my place as a true Christian, pointing to the “true, noble, right, pure, lovely, and admirable.” and if their is nothing around to point to, I guess it’s my job to make sure there is.

So maybe it’s true, God can’t unscramble an egg, but he can provide another one, and another one, and another one.  With God, it’s not about what you’ve done, but what are you going to do, now? I think that’s how we can always know God from all others, it’s always about what you’re going to do NOW!

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Jane Fonda on Jesus…

jane_fonda“In the beginning, I thought, “Oh come on, give me a break.” But I began to realize that there is a fundamental need for human beings- it’s like we’re empty chalices, and our souls essentially yearn to fill our chalice with spirit. So I began to feel more and more drawn to faith. I could feel reverence humming in me… I very much feel the presence of God. And then this person Jesus- I am utterly fascinated by this man. I feel that what he preached was revolutionary, and it’s totally what we need now…”

- Jane Fonda (from in Interview in Rolling Stone Magazine)

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