George Bernard Shaw – The True joy of Life

This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by
yourself as a mighty one; being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish
little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not
devote itself to making you happy.

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I
live, my privilege to do for Whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly
used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live.

Life is no “brief candle” to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got
hold of for a moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible
before handing it on to future generations.

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Mysticism, Revolution or Suicide?


One of the books I’m reading currently is Henri Nouwen’s “Wounded Healer.” There is a lot that is quote-worthy in this text but I wanted to draw out a couple of quotes that have specifically speak to me.

For those of you unfamiliar with the book, Nouwen states that the main premise of the book is, “In our own woundedness, we can become a source of life for others.” This alone is powerful enough to reflect on. For one, I tend to wallow in my own hurt, becoming paralyzed by it rather than using it to serve others. I like to lick my wounds or maybe just bury them altogether.


Having Ears to Hear: Moving Towards Sympathy (Amos 8)

As you are all well aware this past weekend a not guilty verdict was handed down to George Zimmerman acquitting him of the murder of Trayvon Martin, the teenage african-american boy he shot last year. Martin had been walking through Zimmerman’s neighborhood wearing a hoodie and carrying a bag of skittles and some iced tea.

I, along with many others, are heartbroken by this Martin/Zimmerman pronouncement. But my sadness isn’t that I wanted to see Zimmerman face the death penalty, because to me the death penalty would only further perpetuate the cycle of violence. This isn’t simply a story about white and black America, nor is it a story that doesn’t really matter much to us because that kind of thing only happens in places like Florida and in the South.

This is symbolic of a much deeper issue and that’s what I want to talk about today.

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Jesus and Love – James Alison

We often speak of God as love, but what do we mean by that? Often “love” is used to mean “don’t take sides,” “remain neutral,” but is this reflective of who God is revealed to be in Jesus? I like James Alison’s response to this question:

God’s love cannot be understood, in the first place, somewhat counter to a certain, tendency of ours, as a series of passionate heart throbs or the pouring forth of a general sweetness. It consisted, and consists, in making available a rather particular human living out. Perhaps this is not what we want. What we want, when we want to be loved, is to be taken, cuddled, told that everything’s okay, that we’re okay, that there’s a general feeling of all being well. We want to be made to feel better about the situation in which we find ourselves. Well, it was not thus, apparently, that Jesus imagined love.

He seems to have insisted on bringing into being something which doesn’t correspond at all to our desires, like a boat which is heading off somewhere else. It is not as though he is consoling us in our small timorous identities; rather he is furnishing the means for us to take part in a different show, something which calls us to be something different from what we thought we were. – Excerpt from Raising Able p. 75-76