Tuesday, January 06, 2004

This is the 8th anniversary of my ordination - I usually give out stars to each person I see on this day with a word for the year as presents - but since I am not seeing too many people today - I send three Epiphany gifts and one word "DANCE"

From Lane Denson - Out of Nowhere
William James said it. "Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing."
From the looks of all the gravitas in the church these days, we're running pretty short on both. There's precious little common sense and not all that much laughter, although there's more than enough of the ludicrous to go around. The only dancing I've seen is on needles and pinheads. We seem never to get over taking ourselves so much more seriously than our work.
I wonder if maybe the cure for this could be right under our noses. Might common prayer and a sense of humility be the same thing, moving at different speeds... a sense of humility, just common prayer, dancing?
Nothing so well defines us as the Book of Common Prayer. In the cycles and crises of life, it tells the world [and us] who we are and what we believe about God and ourselves and how we'd like to think we relate to one another. Maybe, if we listen up, it can also center us into enough humility to experience an incredible lightness of being, which strikes me as a pretty good way to talk about common prayer dancing.
Our prayer is common, not empirical, our worship collegial, not pontifical, our faith corporate, not manipulative. If we look at it like that, we just might discover after all that our vocation is to be Heaven's colonists seeking an indigenous ministry.
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From an old country western song:

Life is a dance
with steps we don't know
Join the dance
Learn as we go.

"The Work of Christmas." by The Rev.Dr. Howard Thurman - chaplain of Howard U, 1940s and '50s
Â?When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild nations,
To bring peace among brothers and sisters,
To make music in the heart."

Prayers and blessings for the journey - keep following your star.