Hold me under water till I breathe in only you
Hold me in the broken arms of all who follow you

For they have sung with the breath that fills my lungs

Hold me under water till I breathe in only you
Hold me in the broken arms of all who follow you

For they have sung with the breath that fills my lungs
For they have sung with the Word that moves my tongue

Song written by Dave Warne

Thinking about Jesus as Rebel and as Obedient Son

One group of people see Jesus and relate to him easily as the listening and obedient son of the Father God. This is so perhaps because these people are looking for a certain kind of Jesus; a Jesus that lives a vibrant interior life with God, whose everyday life is ordered by kind supernatural interaction. What this group of people often doesn’t relate to is Jesus as the passionate rebel. At least for me, accepting Jesus as rebel sometimes seems too close to reality, too close to a kind of life where I would be held responsible for my actions; rebels are hanged if caught, I remember with a shudder.

But there is also a group of people who relate much easier to Jesus as the passionate rebel. They see him standing up for those who have no social legs to stand up for themselves, they see him overturn the tables of injustice, opting for fairness and reconciliation over individual profit. This group often finds it hard to see the usefulness of a Jesus who is a listening and obedient son; to them (and to me sometimes), it seems too escapist and far away from the reality of suffering people. To use an image of what ‘Jesus’ this group fears: Jesus alone praying on the mountain, seemingly helping nobody. This is a problematic image for this group (just as Jesus physically defending the cause of the poor people is a problematic image for the other group).

But what if Jesus were both passionate rebel and obedient son at the same time? Not only this, but what if one of these two characteristics were the essential cause of the other? Well, we will have to do some stretching because…

Jesus is the passionate rebel, pleading and defending the cause of the poor because he is the listening and obedient son.

To return to the above image, Jesus cannot bring a freeing voice to our world without going up the mountain to be with the Father God, listening to what that freeing voice is saying.

– Joel Mason

A Holy Longing

Where can we find you God?

Are you in the asphalt, steel, or brick?
Those man-made things of this world.

Or are you in the tree, the river, and the wind?
Those things that you created.

We forget how powerful you are.
Demonstrate your power in our lives.

God of the mundane.
God of the excellent.
Bring us back to you.

For you are the perfect synthesis of holiness and love.

written by David McCallum

A Prayer for Times of Loneliness

call out to your savior in silence
let him hear your faithful waiting
here in this dark place
where only the candle burns to remind us that
the Lord always comes for his own

written by Joel Mason

Good Things

God of
and yellow leaves in the air,
you have given us enough.
There is enough
for everyone, even for those
who die from too little,
because you have made
even death
You bring us,
if we would go,
from a pure heart,
to a growing heart,
to a pure heart.

God who
has hands all marked with work,
you have enough time.

You are a deep sea, deep enough
for peace under any wind.

I stretch like the leaves;
I follow your sustenance.
You are vitamins, you are molten core,
you are flint and secret ocean floor.
You are language, you’re the kiss,
you’re the one who walks in dreams.

I add my off-pitch notes
with the monks in their hoods,
cold cheeks and warmth in their chests,
to the morning mass woman,
old and regular, aching knees,
tongue stretched out for the host.
To the tree black crows in a yellow tree,
your harsh prophets.
To the maple leaf high in a grey sky,
before it goes to rest.
God, you are enough.

written by Katie Gorrie