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Sept. 10 2019
Some impressions at lunch
It occurs to me today as I walk through the heart of midtown Manhattan that Christians don’t own Christianity: it belongs to God and the world. Jews don’t own Judaism; it belongs to God and the world. Muslims don’t own Islam; it belongs to God and the world. And so on.
If we understood this in the simple and most unadorned context of our various religious practices, we might see how we’re all servants who have no right to appropriate our religions (or anything else) as shields or weapons—which so often tends to be the case.
Another thought comes to me—I walk a bit straighter; my eyes see a bit more clearly. There is an inner gathering.
How best to represent the dignity and gravity bestowed upon us through life itself? There can be an effort to honor life itself—again, unadorned—by representing the Creator from within, in any simple task.
I bought baguettes.
What an astonishing gift they are! I ought to remember to be grateful that there is such a thing as bread; and that I can buy it. This isn’t some small thing, but a major event that lies at the heart of existence. I ought to see much more clearly how fortunate I am through these small things. I’m not worthy to gather the crumbs of the Lord up from under the table; yet here I am with a whole loaf of bread. God has well and truly blessed me, even though I’ve done nothing to deserve it: on the contrary.
Honor and Glory flow into us from above—Honor and Glory of the Lord, for all creation. When I’m available, some small portion of this force manifests in me.
Love is available—it can fill us in mysterious ways, in the most ordinary of circumstances. It flows inward in darkness; yet it brings light.
Today I thank God for my life in every detail.
and God close to your heart.
Lee van Laer is a Senior Editor at Parabola Magazine.