Sunday, June 20, 2010

Surely He hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows! He was wounded for our transgressions; He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him.

Isaiah 53: 4,5

Holding vigil brings about insights that many times we miss in the daily business of life. Neil Diamond wrote once :"Dear Father, we dream, while we wait". In the last post, I mentioned the idea that we are waiting at the foot of the cross. During this time, while so many politicians and interests debate who to blame and who to look for to do the miraculous, there are those also who wait, and dream.

Our contemplations draw us into the Passion of the Gulf. We look out over the crucified and come to realize that surely, it has borne the grief of our separation and carried the sorrows of our longing for connection. And we are coming to understand at that intimate level the reality that we are not separate, except in our perceptions. And our eyes are opened. We see clearly that on the cross is the divine, and our hands have joined together in bringing about what we witness.

It is a time of rawness. And we must walk through it even if we do not hold any hope. We must be where we are, and allow the experience to teach us in all levels of our being. That is the nature of wake up calls and hitting bottom. It leaves us as crucified as the one we have crucified. And in that place, we understand our connection. In the pain and stripping away of all that we thought we are, we are laid bare upon the sands of our lives, and it is there that the re-membering can begin to come about.

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