We can never perfect the world. If one being is perfectly healthy, another may die. Things are so interrelated, any touch on the web is felt by another leagues away. But we can hope to heal: to make a whole that is more alive than the sum of its “parts.” There are no parts in life, no species: only one life.
:- Doug.
We cannot cure the world, only heal it; this is a modest task, for the work is complex and will take all of us. Then again, this partakes of particle thinking: yes, as individuals we can do little except salve the wounds and comfort and work in a direction. But together….
:- Doug.
Like the hod-carrier who was building a cathedral, one conversation at a time I’m bringing the universe together.
:- Doug.
Life may not end by a nuclear explosion
Nor yet by our sun flaring out
It might end by stupidity or greed
A broken oil well here
A couple copyrighted & patented viruses there
Soon we have devoured ourselves
:- Doug.
I don’t want a perfect world
I don’t even know what it would look like
I just want to pull & tug & invite & nip at its heals to get it to move a little more together
:- Doug.
Is the world
Torn and broken
Screaming in pain
—At the other
—Anything?
How can we respond?
In anger
With gentleness
Not to cure
Only heal?
:- Doug.
Ever since we were little children, sometimes we feel threatened by other’s words.
:- Doug.
Creation rolls on, and in an evolving world is for ever. The work of creation continues: not just repairing, but perfecting, expanding, making a better whole.
:- Doug.
We are trapped in our language and cannot see our way clear. Let us learn or invent another!
:- Doug.
The breeze refreshes my face
The electrons on the screen dance
God is moving
:- Doug.
Metaphors for God do speak of humans mainly, for it is the side of the relationship we see most clearly. But in depth the metaphors speak not of either God nor humans, but of the flow between: love.
:- Doug.
We are the love of God. “For the love of God” we say, and we say aright, for everything we do in this world can be done for and as this love, this movement, this healing.
:- Doug.
I have less trouble with verb talk about God, than noun talk: I can speak of what God does, but know practically nothing of “who” or “what” God is, and in fact I doubt that God is either a “who” or a “what.” Is God a “you?” Not even sure if Buber said so much; he did speak of meeting God, that all real living is meeting.
:- Doug.
God is not person and not less than person but is person-ing. God persons you and me, and be-s all beings. God “bears all things….”
:- Doug.
We most often use language of nouns for God: king, father, mother, lover, friend. These however for me are packages of the verbal moving. I am beginning (again) to see G*d as moving, not even motion, not a thing, not a being. Hard to express, since I am almost forced to say “a” “thing-ing” or being. This brings up to me the sieging forces who were dispelled with a rumor and a fear among them in an OT story: this is how God-ding works: moving through and among.
:- Doug.
It is said humans are imago dei. In our acting we have the capacity to respond to and repair and heal the world: we can demonstrate movement between and together: love. How can we give body to God’s love of this world?
We are not the hands
not the feet
not the mouth of God
We are the love
This love moves
our
hands feet and mouths
to work
:- Doug.
A metaphor for God speaks less of the parties and more of the relationship, the betweens of God and humans.
:- Doug.
We can begin to see God as mothering, earth as God’s bodying forth, loving, befriending.
:- Doug.
God is the among and between, the movement: verb.
:- Doug.
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