MONDAY, FEBRUARY 18
Spiritual renewal for me goes hand in hand with my daily / weekly experiences that surround those people whose lives I am a part of from Achilles (Achilles members are all physically disabled in one way or another).
Every week I have an opportunity as a volunteer to share time with these “dear friends” that are living with any number of afflictions. To name a few, they are multiple sclerosis, muscular dystrophy, stroke survivors, brain injured and have seizures, quadriplegic, blind, or have Parkinson’s.
When I am with them, my focus quickly shifts to how they must find their way, day in and day out, and for some it seems like more than worth the struggle. I cannot be with them in a positive light without praying for them and knowing that a mighty God must be in charge and spiritually alive. Sometimes I pray so hard… I pray that some of them might even experience a miracle and be fully restored just because they seem to never have had a chance so early on in their lives. Even if a miracle does not take place in this life, heaven awaits them. Moreover, knowing that in heaven there will be no more struggle, fear, or pain, I can share the hope of an eternity with them.
Barb Wolter
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 19
Tell me one thing that is true. Being surrounded by liberal thinkers who allow for doubt of practically every aspect of our traditions, I have occasionally made this plea, if not always out loud. Tell me one thing that is true — please. Don’t qualify it, don’t disown it as you say it, don’t be polite about it. So, I challenged myself to find one thing that I could say about my faith that is unqualifiedly true, and here it is - relationship is at its heart. Relationships matter whether within family, among friends, in society, or with the various aspects of our own personalities. Relationships are not just evolutionarily useful ways to perpetuate the species (even if they do), but are, in and of themselves, sacred. They are the way that God manifests in our lives. To discount, thwart, or manipulate relationships is to sin. To love and be loved, to respect and be respected, to care for and be cared for - these are, for most of us, our best, most grace-filled window on the transcendent. In fact, these acts are transcendent, because we transcend ourselves to others. It is an act of God to love one’s neighbor and importantly, to love oneself. In other words, God is Love - literally. This is real. This is true.
Deborah Holbrook
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 20
“Gott, lass meine Gedanken …” - God, gather and turn my thoughts to you. With you there is light, you do not forget me. With you, there is help and patience. I do not understand your ways, but you know the way that is mine.”
This prayer of the German pastor Dietrich Bonhoeffer, renewed in a Taize song, was one of the most important “things” in my spiritual life last year. To accept that God knows the future, even if I don’t. To trust that this is good and healthy and enough for me – that is the essence of faith.
One day I went to a hospital to visit a woman. I knew that she would die in the next few days. On my way, I prayed: “God, help me to do the right things and to say the right words. I don’t know anything.” I met her husband in her bedroom. He had been there four hours and told me: “She can’t hear anything and can’t react.”
But then, when I sat on her bedside and told her that I would pray a psalm and began to read, she obviously tried to answer. We both, her husband and I, were in tears as we saw this.
Of course, I knew that our hearing is the sense that lasts the longest, but when this happened, I was overwhelmed again. It was not the first time for me to see and sense such answer when somebody was already “on their last way”. But it was like a reminder from God to me: “You don’t need any own word, own thought or great words of wisdom. There’s the word of God, words of the old witnesses who gave us power to live and die.” This gave me new trust and faith. Indeed, God knows even when I don’t.
That is the meaning of this prayer that I learned to understand in a very new way last year. Now it is my “everyday song”.
Joerg Utpatel (Joerg was a guest pastor at ORUCC in April and May 2007. He is a Lutheran pastor in Neubukow, Germany)
THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 21
In his collection of Bengali poems, Gitanjali, Rabindranath Tagore writes that the song he wanted to sing has never happened because he has spent his days ’stringing and unstringing’ his instrument. Whenever I read these lines a certain sadness enters my soul. I think of how busy my days and nights are, of how I cram my calendar and my life so full at times that my glimpses of God are like a rare and endangered species. I yearn to have the song of God sung in my soul but I, too, keep stringing and unstringing my instrument. I get so preoccupied with the details and pressure of my schedule, with the hurry and worry of life, that I miss the song of goodness which is waiting to be sung through me….
Joyce Rupp, OSM
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 22
Here’s what I’ve decided: the very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof. What I want is so simple I almost can’t say it: elementary kindness. Enough to eat, enough to go around. The possibility that kids might one day grow up to be neither the destroyers nor the destroyed. That’s about it. Right now I’m living in that hope, running down its hallways and touching the walls on both sides. I can’t tell you how good it feels.
Barbara Kingsolver (Animal Dreams)
SATURDAY, FEBRAURY 23
Laugh as often as possible. You must. Because the world will offer you every reason to weep. So as often as possible, you laugh. That, I think, is part of the Great Love.
Maya Angelou (Interview on the Hallmark Channel)
SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 24
Your way through life
will not remain the same.
There are years of happiness and years
of suffering.
There are years of abundance,
and years of poverty,
years of hope, and of disappointment,
of building up, and of breaking down.
But God has a firm hold on you
through everything.
Anonymous