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breathe in the breath of God

Monday, September 7th, 2009

clouds and skythis past weekend at the refuge in honor of labor day we had an evening of spiritual reflections around the word “rest.” one of the stations was a place to focus on breath. breathing in the life and love of God and breathing out all that hinders. here’s the prayer, it’s from christine sine, who has some wonderful prayers on her site. give it a try over the course of this week. and may you find rest, the love & life of God filling your lungs.

Breathe in the Breath of God

Breathe out your cares and concerns

Breathe in the love of God

Breathe out your doubts and despairs

Breathe in the life of God

Breathe out your fears and frustrations

We sit quietly before the One who gives life and love to all creation,

We sit in awe of the One who formed us in our mother’s wombs

We sit at peace surrounded by the One who fills every fibre of our being

Breathe in the breath of God

Breathe out your tensions and turmoil

Breathe in the love of God

Breathe out your haste and hurry

Breathe in the life of God

Breathe out your work and worry

We sit quietly before the One who gives life and love to all creation,

We sit in awe of the One who formed us in our mother’s wombs

We sit at peace surrounded by the One who fills every fibre of our being

holy

Monday, June 15th, 2009

dishes in sink

as we continue our conversations with God and each other, we are reminded that prayer is integrated into our daily life.   and that our daily life is holy.  God at work.  sinking into the beauty, the ordinary, the simple, the complicated.  our real lives.

enjoy the words of this song by carrie newcomer, from her song, “holy as a day is spent.”  it’s also found in the book, finding our way again: the return of ancient practices by brian mclaren (p. 181-182) it sure seems like a wonderful prayer to reflect on this week:

holy is the dish and the drain
the soap and sink, and the cup and plate
and the warm wool socks, and the cold white tile
showerheads and good dry towels
and frying eggs sound like psalms
with bits of salt measured in my palm
it’s all part of a sacrament
as holy as a day is spent

holy is the busy street
and cars that boom with passion’s beat
and the check out girl, counting change
and the hands that shook my hands today
and hymns of geese fly overhead
and spread their wings like their parents did
blessed be the dog, that runs in her sleep

to chase some wild and elusive thing
holy is the familiar room
and quiet moments in the afternoon
and folding sheets like folding hands
to pray as only laundry can
i’m letting go of all my fear
like autumn leaves made of earth and air
for the summer came and the summer went
as holy as a day is spent

holy is the place i stand
to give whatever small good i can
and the empty page, and the open book
redemption everywhere i look
unknowingly we slow our pace
in the shade of unexpected grace
and with grateful smiles and sad lament
as holy as a day is spent

and morning light sings “providence”
as holy as a day is spent.

MIKE - choices

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

in the early 70’s i worked in a very well to do neighborhood. the area around orchard and university boasted houses that, today, would sell for millions of dollars. many ceo’s, business owners and even a few denver broncos  resided there and could well afford the lavish lifestyle. but there was another group of people who call this neighborhood home, though they live in the somewhat cheaper homes (the $500,000 ones). they could barely afford the house, but nothing else. no drapes and some rooms had no furniture, at all. to me, this seemed sorta stupid. why not buy a cheaper house that could be easily furnished and enjoyed?

but i’ve begun to realize, that before i cast judgment on others, i need to examine how i do things, too.

can you see yourself in the following scenario? heading home from the airport after a fantastic vacation or cruise, in a fancy car that has all the bells and whistles and an engine bigger that you will ever need. playing your state of the art sound system, for the world to hear, as you go turn into the drive thru of your favorite starbucks and order your favorite shot of liquid caffeine you stop at the mail box and pick up a handful of bills and a pile of magazines. when you step into your humble abode you turn on the computer to check your e-mail or facebook. after checking the answering machine, on your land line, for messages you might not have received on your cell phone you proceed to the fridge, you grab a beer or diet pepsi and a bag of chips or bowl of ice cream. plopping down in front of your high def plasma tv, you grab the remote and begin surfing though all the channels that are available with your cable package, while you light up a cigarette or a joint. after finding nothing to watch you click on the pay per view menu and watch some championship boxing or maybe an x rated movie.

but your mind wonders, as you look at the pile of bills and wonder why you don’t have money for food, rent or that prescription drug, you so badly need.  bemoaning the fact that God, the rich man, the system or just plain luck has, somehow, screwed you over. if you just had more money, you think, life would be fine.

if you can see yourself in some or all of this scenarios you may want to stop reading right now. because this blog will probably annoy you or even piss you off. my hope is that it might convict you to the foolishness of your thinking. you see, except for the hd tv and the cable tv (2 things i’m not personally into), i have lived my life in all of these situation, at on time or another.

life is about choices. we are all slaves to our choices. and each choice comes with a result that is called a consequence. good choices produce good results while poor ones have bad consequences. some very harsh ones. i’ve always found a way to fund my addictions, but not always enough to pay my bills. anyone who has ever been in any sort of recovery program has heard: “doing the same thing over and over the same way and expecting a different result is insane” money is finite. each of us has a certain amount. some more. some less. but the fact remains that each of us have a certain amount of money to live on. if the money coming in is $100 and the amount going out is $101, we are going to have a problem. it’s called debt.

a few weeks ago karl tackled the topic of money, in church. kudos to you karl, for having the guts to take on this hard subject. it’s goal was not to guilt or shame people into giving 10% to the local church, using malachi as a spring board. this series was to help us realize that money can be a tool that we can use to help others as God is calling us to be generous. no pledge card. no giving envelopes. just between us and God. at the refuge we are ready to help with food or gas cards or other tangible gifts when folks find themselves in unusual positions of need. but we are trying to talk a proactive role in helping friends find permanent solutions to ongoing financial problems. there is an a old saying that goes like this: “give a man a fish and he eats for a day. teach him to fish and her eats foever”. the way we learn to fish is to make a budget. a budget, is simply a plan for spending less than what we make. karl is always available to help anyone that is interested in using this tool. in the example above i, like many other, believe that i need things that are really only wants.

i have a grandson who will say i need some candy. i need that toy. i need that game. he has confused what he wants with what he needs. brody is only four years old, but he thinks like many of us still think. the bible say we need food and clothes. i’m pretty sure we can all afford that. in 1 timothy 6:8 paul says: “so if we have enough food and clotheing, let us be content”. God doesn’t say we need a place to live (Jesus didn’t have one), by i’ll be more benevelont than God and allow that we need a place to stay. but we don’t need to go on vacation, drive any car(fancy or not). drink a fancy starbucks drink or any coffee, for that matter. the internet, tv (cable or not, hd or not), cell phones and pay perview are all wants. likewise, we don’t need soda, beer, chips, cigarettes, joints, porn etc to live.

40 years ago, i was going on a vacation, with a friend. we were out of college and wanted to go to  the west coast. we had been there before, but had always driven. this time we wanted to fly. the problem was that we would need a car, while we were there. we had the money for the plane ticket, the car and the vacation. the was one problem, though. in order to get a rental car we needed a credit card. neither of us had or wanted one. i chose to get one and pay it off as soon as the bill came it. that was 40 years ago and that card has never had a zero balance. it still doesn’t. i shudder to think how many thousands of dollars of interest i’ve paid to my visa company. i know it’s enough to buy the new car i’d like to get.the one with the bells and whistles. credit card=bad choice. i bought a house 34 years ago, so you would think it was paid off by now. well, it was once, but then came the choice to borrow a little against it. a few weeks ago , i tried to borrow $2000 money to carpet my home. i didn’t qualify. not because i didn’t have enough net worth,  but because sometimes i don’t pay my bills on time and because i have made the mistake of co-signing for family and friends and now my credit sucks. poor choices. recently i sat down with karl and can up with a plan to get my finances in order. it involves the dreaded budget, but for the first time in many, many years i feel i have the ability to get my expenses to be less that my income. and this gives me peace. but it will be all about making the right CHOICES. lol.

KATHY - hope is dangerous

Monday, January 12th, 2009

hope is dangeroushope. it can mean all kinds of things for different people, but i think it mainly implies “expectation.” a possibility that maybe things could be different, that there’s more to this life than just what we see, that there’s something better ahead. many of us, for all kinds of reasons, are afraid to hope. we have seen many of our dreams dashed. jobs lost. relationships crumbled. addictions destroy. God-not-delivering-the-goods-the-way-we-had-hoped. so we hunker down our hearts and do whatever we can to protect it against believing that good is really possible—again, or maybe for the first time. we settle for loneliness. we settle for disconnectedness. we settle for going-through-the-motions. the thought of something more hurts too much. what if we make ourselves vulnerable and hurt again? what if we try and they all get dashed anyway? what if we risk and lose again? the “what if’s” mount, hope gets held at bay, and we miss out on the thing that Jesus kept pointing to over and over and over again—life now. love now. hope now.

and it remains utterly consistent that pretty much everything Jesus calls us to is quite dangerous. so why would hope be different? hope will require a risk. it will require sacrifice. it will require working against our reflexes to run, hide, self-protect, self-medicate. it will require believing in what it unseen. it will mean we will hurt. it will mean we will be afraid. it will mean taking steps on a path we are unfamiliar with.

it will require us letting God’s spirit move in a way in our hearts that is mysterious and scary and maybe unfamiliar. so how do we get over our fear of hope’s dangerous-ness?

here are just a few thoughts:

admit what we’re really afraid of. is it being afraid to fail? are you afraid of your heart hurting? are you afraid that you’ll just end up mad at God again? what is it that freaks you out about hope? real relationship requires honesty.

seek courage in the small steps. we sometimes have such a high expectation of ourselves, that we’re supposed to somehow “take the hill” tomorrow, having conquered all that holds us back. that usually just leads to failure & shame & anger toward ourselves for our lack of faith and courage. small steps keep hope alive, especially when we celebrate them together in community.

expect it to hurt. hope’s gonna hurt. it’s supposed to. it means we are still really alive. Jesus made very clear that following him would mean pain. hardened hearts do not hurt. but soft open hopeful ones are sure to. i think we need to get better at bracing ourselves for hope to hurt.
recognize that hope in circumstances is not the same as hope in God. over and over in the scriptures the psalmists cry out “we hope in YOU, God…our hope is not in the world, but in YOU.” it is so easy to rest our hope in outcomes, tangibles, things-the-way-we-want-them-to-turn-out. this is why real hope is so dangerous, because it means accepting somehow that things may not be how we had hoped but that our hope in God mysteriously supersedes circumstances.

strain to see God, feel God, hear God wherever you can. i really think we get so blinded by our pain, our fear, our busyness, our self-centeredness that it becomes difficult to experience God’s spirit moving, revealing, challenging, strengthening, encouraging, pushing. especially when hope is waning and our anger or ambivalence is getting the best of us, we will need to strain to see him in small wacky ways that might normally be missed. in the eyes of a friend. in a word of encouragement. in a song. in the mountains. in a crisis. in a scripture. in where-ever-we-feel-a-flicker-in-our-heart-that-reminds-us-God-is-with-us.
yeah, hope is dangerous. i am afraid of it, too, but i sense God nudging me in all kinds of ways to let him fan more and more of it into flame. to risk my pride, my heart, my safety on hope’s behalf. i love romans 15:13 in the message:

Oh! May the God of green hope fill you up with joy, fill you up with peace, so that your believing lives, filled with the life-giving energy of the Holy Spirit, will brim over with hope!

this month, as we focus on hope as a community, i pray that we will be people willing to open ourselves up to its dangers. to risk on its behalf. to take steps toward life that scare us. to let God’s spirit move in ways that make our hearts come painfully alive. to let hope propel us to love.

a thanksgiving reflection

Monday, November 24th, 2008

autumn leafa thanksgiving reflection to consider this week:

O God, when I have food,
help me to remember the hungry;

When I have work,
help me to remember the jobless;
When I have a home,
help me to remember those who have no home at all;
When I am without pain,
help me to remember those who suffer,
And remembering,
help me to destroy my complacency;
bestir my compassion,
and be concerned enough to help;
By word and deed,
those who cry out for what we take for granted.
Amen.

- Samuel F. Pugh

The Refuge - the beatitudes

Monday, October 20th, 2008

stained glass jesus with arms outthe journey through the beatitudes at our sunday evening gatherings has been rich and challenging in all kinds of ways. this week, share some specific way your ideas and heart have been touched by the discussion so far.

 

 

 

 

You said…

Monday, October 6th, 2008

jesus windowas we continue our series on the beatitudes, may this prayer from this is church.com guide our week:

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” keep us from being preocuppied with money and worldly goods, and with trying to increase them at the expense of justice.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth.” help us not to be ruthless with one another, and to eliminate the discord and violence that exists in the world around us.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” let us not be impatient under our own burdens and unconcerned about the burdens of others.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are those who hunger and thirst for justice, for they shall be filled.” make us thirst for you, the fountain of all holiness, and actively spread your influence in our private lives and in society.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy.” grant that we may be quick to forgive and slow to condemn.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are the clean of heart, for they shall see God.” free us from our senses and our evil desires, and fix our eyes on you. 


Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God.” Aid us to make peace in our families, in our country, and in the world.

Lord Jesus, you said, “blessed are those who are persecuted for the sake of justice, for the kingdom of heaven in theirs.” make us willing to suffer for the sake of right rather than to practice injustice; and do not let us discriminate against our neighbors and oppress and persecute them.

Amen.

The Refuge - Blessed are the…

Tuesday, September 30th, 2008

heart on woodthis is the liturgy we wrote & have been using each week at our sunday gatherings focusing in on the beatitudes & the sermon the mount.  as the final line says, may these words sink deeply into our hearts, our lives in ways we never dreamed: 

 

blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 

God, we need you.

we’re at the end of our rope. we can’t do it. 

without you, we’re empty, un-filled.

ALL-  God, help us realize how much we need you.

 

blessed are those who mourn,  for they will be comforted. 

sometimes we are afraid to feel, we don’t know what to feel

we’re too tired.  we’re too afraid.  what if it starts & never stops? what if they use it against me?  what if i can’t?  what if i don’t know how?

ALL - God, help us learn to feel

 

 blessed are the meek,  for they will inherit the earth. 

we want to be the one who isn’t always butting into the front of the line, who isn’t demanding &self-centered.

we want to move more slowly, so that maybe we can see better

we want to be the car that changes lanes letting others merge onto the road.

the one who asks but is willing to wait.

ALL- God help us learn what it means to be gentle in a harsh world.
 

blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,  for they will be filled. 

we want to stand up for what is right, take action for our friends

reach out to those that have been pushed aside and down

be a defense

ALL- God help us be bold and advocate for others
 

blessed are the merciful,  for they will be shown mercy. 

we want caring hearts. compassionate hearts.  forgiving hearts. soft hearts.

hearts that can hold the breaking heart of another

hearts that offer grace, hands that offer help

ALL- God help us be vessels of mercy and grace
 

blessed are the pure in heart,  for they will see God. 

help our pride erode to humility 

peel away our hardness

discard the  moldy, unusable pieces, then unveil the deep inside, that which matters most

ALL– God remove what’s getting in the way

 

blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God. 

teach us to forgive

to be healing balm in places of strife.

to  lay down our guns & our need to win

to keep walking alongside the prisoners of war when we want to hide behind the barracks

ALL – God, help us be known as promoters of peace.  

 

blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

help us remember that you know what it feels like to be misunderstood, mocked, rejected

for we feel like rejects

we have tried to be more like you and we only feel less.  and lost

teach us how to count this as gain when every part of us thinks we’re failing.

ALL – God, may their misunderstanding of us mean that we have a better understanding of you.

God, turn us upside down and inside out.  may these ways, sink deeply into our hearts, our lives in ways we’d never dreamed.

ALL - AMEN.


JENNY- blessed are the poor…

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

mixed media art blessed poorIn response to Doug’s request, I “brought art” for The Refuge last weekend. He and Sage led the conversation on the 1st of the beatitudes: “blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of God.” It always warms my heart to hear how much Doug appreciates art as a valuable piece of the worship experience, how for him it makes such a difference in creating a holy space (and moment in time), and gives a focal point to help draw our attention to the intent of our thoughts and time together. So I was glad to partner with him on his Sunday.

I thought I might have something at home previously created that would work well enough, but during the week I couldn’t think of anything that fit. Even though we had a chaotic stressed out week, I wanted to create something about what was stirring for me about the poor, the poor in spirit and the kingdom.

cup detailMy personal kingdom was being invaded by some very bold mice in the kitchen. I got very creeped out as the experience wore on and so much of our time and energy was used for baiting traps (ugh!), clearing out cabinets, cleaning, and then bleaching everything. I’m still not done after days of it. During this time I have been reading a lot of stories about what Hurricane Katrina victims went through and my bleaching escapades do not compare with what they faced when and if they got back into their homes. The current issue of Oxford American is all about New Orleans 3 years later and includes first-hand accounts of local writers who have a strong connection to the city. One woman tells of her family’s traumatic experience of not evacuating as the water was rising. Many other people also faced dramatic challenges, the devastation of losing loved ones, homes, belongings, jobs, pets, etc. They had little before the hurricane and even less after. How were these folks valued and cared for? Were the delayed and botched rescue efforts an indication?
empty salt shaker
Jesus says some very radical things in the Sermon on the Mount (in Matthew) as he turns values and expectations on their heads. “Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom.” Luke’s version is more like “Blessed are you who are poor.” Both meanings are present in the Hebrew word behind the Greek. In fact, depending on the context, the Hebrew word for “poor” can also mean oppressed, afflicted, wretched, miserable, helpless, humble, patient, meek. Basically completely bankrupt in every way.

Jesus is saying that our emptiness and nothingness before God is not only a virtue, but brings the kingdom of God to us. We cannot look to ourselves because the cupboard is bare, the plate is empty. I had these things in mind while creating the art piece you see above. I was also thinking about how Jesus probably didn’t look “right”, talk “right”, dress “right”, and so forth to suit the wealthy, powerful, and religious in-group. He seemed more closely identified with the working people, those who might be wearing laborers clothes, soiled and ragged.
fork cross
He was willing to “fellowship” with them in the truest sense, to sit with them at table, and offer them the greatest thing in the world–true love and true life.

His offer is still open. His upside-down values are still in effect. Am I wearing workman’s clothes in the spirit? Am I bankrupt and wanting? I want to be, and I want to experience his kingdom and fellowship with him in the truest sense.

Thanks, Doug, for your request for art. It brought me an opportunity to see God’s Spirit at work during the week as I pondered Jesus’ words.

SAM - We Carry Around Both

Monday, May 5th, 2008

We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus,
so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.

2 Corinthians 4:10

Both the death and the life of Jesus Christ live within us.

tree and cathedral

Think about that for a second. We walk around each day carrying the death of Christ with us all the time. The pain, the suffering, the agony, the misery, the lashes, the thorns, the gasping. the trauma of Christ’s experience of death rests within us. We are never without it, for it is always in our body. Thus, we must never ignore it nor should we ever reject it, for it has a purpose.

Yes, there is a purpose for the death of Christ to live in our body. This is so that the life of Christ may be revealed. The death experience of Christ is embedded in our bodies and will always be with us. Perhaps in some way it is us. As we search and explore the depth of this reality we find the life of Christ is revealed by way of it.

Hence, the two are inseparable. We dare not experience the revelation of Christ’s life extended to us unless we are willing to experience the death of Christ that is always with us.

So are you willing to experience the pain, the suffering, the agony, the misery, the lashes, the thorns, the gasping. the trauma of Christ’s experience of death?

Regardless of your disposition, you carry it in your body everywhere you go.

It is always with you so that the life of Jesus may be revealed in your body.

Get to know it, get to feel it, get to own it, and through that the life of Jesus will be revealed.