If Christ disrupts us… will we hear him?
Each threshold has within it some element of fear – some deep mystery that makes us uneasy.
And where there is mystery… Where there is transformation… There is God.
The problem with associating spectacle with religion, is that spectacle does not like to share.
It uses up all the air in the room
It exists for its own sake.
“Well,” my mother said “Jesus said that the stones could sing, not that they did.”
“Well,” I said, undaunted, “could they?”
It seems like the gospel writer is sneaking in little mean hearted comments just to make sure that we don’t mistake Judas’ remark for the remark of a caring person. Because, on the surface of it, it does seem like the objection of a caring person.
The kid has everything. I have nothing. He is free, and he is blind. I am bound, yet I see. It is a strange truth.
To worship a God who inspires violence, is to worship violence. And I do not worship violence. There’s enough of that already in our world.
You look at the painting, and you say to yourself, “Yes it is! It is a pipe!”
It’s like you are having an argument with the painting.
In Chinese landscape paintings, you might occasionally see a human, or the hint of human presence…
Not to be outdone by a bunch of scrawny pigeons, Isabel ran at them, waving her hands and kicking her feet.
This had better results. The pigeons flew away.
But something else also flew.