I haven’t written a blog in a coon’s age (what is the age of a coon, anyway). The reason is clear to me. Back when I was blogging faithfully, I would set out and write a piece in the morning when my brain was fresh and I was feeling quite opinionated. Then later in the day, when I would go to write something else…like a book…there was no brain power left. So I decided to shift my priorities and work on my book project first thing and do a blog later. As you might expect, there was no brain power left for the blog. Alas. There is a power shortage in this old brain.
Today I thought I would write a blog because I read something this morning worth sharing. It is the Fourth of July. I am celebrating by doing the laundry and Bernie and I plan to have root-beer floats tonight and listen to the boom boom of the fireworks from our front porch. We can’t see them from here, but we can listen. But the Fourth of July isn’t what I set out to write about.
I like to write about Jesus. Some of you know that. If you are on my Facebook page, you will see me post a story about some kind human act and say something like, “Another WWJD moment.” Unlike most people, I think the Second Coming has already happened. Rather, I think the First Coming was enough and if we open our eyes and ears, we can see and hear Jesus all over the place.
So, here is what I read this morning, a thought from Richard Rohr sent to me by a dear friend. Rohr writes, “Christians have historically thought that God was saving us from our sins. Maybe another better way to say it is that Jesus was saving us through our sins.” Now that is a statement I can get my teeth into! I have never understood the meaning of the first. I knew that even though I claimed to believe in Jesus (another idea that baffles me…what does believe in mean?), I knew from the the life that followed that I was not in any way shape or form free from my sins. I mean, I kept doing pretty much the same old things I did before. I got better, but I wasn’t particularly transformed. I wasn’t the “new being” the bible told me about. I was the same old Judy.
Now, the idea of being saved through my sins makes way more sense, because this is exactly how my life has unfolded. Walking through life in my self-centered way, being inconsiderate of others, trying to control outcomes, being crabby about people, places, and things, I found myself at odds with the folks around me. I found myself depressed and confused and angry. In other words, my sins (or self-centered habits) were causing me problems and this is what spurred me on to search my soul, to face the truth, to take steps to change my attitude and correct my behavior.
I am not ignoring Jesus in all of this. When I read all that Jesus did I compare it to the way I lived and when I read his words, I ask myself if I am doing as he said. As a result, I have had many a wake-up call. More than that, the Spirit of Christ was shared with those who followed him (remember Penticost?) so that they were not only challenged to change their lives but empowered to do so.
It feels good to write on this beautiful day. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I hope my thoughts are useful to you in your spiritual journey today. Peace!