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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 716

Space being the best gift
—rich, fertile space—
let us give space to G*d—

Please pass it on.

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If we’re after change that matters and sticks, is it more likely to come from one person with a great idea telling us, or from several of us with great ideas working on them together? One person one way, or several evoking? Experts or us?

:- Doug.

If we’re to do something radical, it is important for us to allow space for the unprogrammed and un-planned for, yes?

:- Doug.

Ask often, What do we make of this?

:- Doug.

Inviters improve their meetings if they ask, What do we want out of this gathering? What can we hope? Is it possible to get money, physical labor, mental labor, or spirited engagement? Toward which end of this scale do we want to move?

So then, what if we moved the meeting toward the open, inquisitive side, seeking out this enthusiasm and the highest and best from these people, not just their money and grunt labor?

:- Doug.

What if? Let’s be inquisitive. Let’s ask harder, more enjoyable questions.

:- Doug.

The mistakes we make can—and probably will—bump us into better paths. You might say, “God loves a cheerful sinner!” That is, one who missed the mark and now found a higher one.

So you did not attain your goal? So what? Your sin—missing the mark—was good, valuable in reaching a better one, in putting you further along the road with no end. What is abolished is not sin (that is, missing the mark) but guilt (that is, getting stuck in the past). What is abolished is not sin but the past. That is why it is said God remembers your sin no more: it does not exist because the past does not exist.

God has no memory for his people. He only knows now.

:- Doug.

What makes you think success is any marker of the real? The true? Beauty? The good?

:- Doug.

We are being birthed every instant.

:- Doug.

Whatever you say: G*d is bigger than that!

:- Doug.

Now this
…is G*d
Now this
…is G*d

:- Doug.

How can you hold space? Space holds you. Space holds us.

:- Doug.

This is Eden! Our imperfection is our perfection. Perfection (as we once thought it) would allow only uniformity and no conflict, and probably no complexity. There would be no growth possible. Life would end. Or so it seems from where I stand today.

:- Doug.