August 28 Sunday thoughts - I am not preaching this week but have been thinking about the readings. Click Here to read them.
Moses and the burning bush intrigues me. So much of nature seems to be holy ground. The long sandy beaches with basalt headlands found on the Oregon coast, our church camp near Esterbrook, Wyoming, and many other places evoke a sense of union with the Divine.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning writes:
"Earth’s crammed with heaven and every common bush afire with God. But only he who sees takes off his shoes and the rest sit around it and pick blackberries.”
Arthur Ocean Waskow and Phyllis Ocean Berman write: "Moses chased after the dancing lamb just as it disappeared around the mountainside; tripped, cut his knee, lost one sandal in a bramble patch. He rose hobbling, saw another patch of brambles — burning.
Yelling "Oh my God!" he dashed to clear a firebreak lest flames spread to the other dry thorn bushes on the mountain. His other sandal clattered unheeded off the path. He tripped, fell into this blazing bush, moaning, "Oh my God, my God." Click Here for the rest of this meditation.
The burning bush can be seen as Moses' shame of being raised a son of privilege while his sisters and brothers live as slaves. This shame rises up as he tends his sheep in the wilderness. God calls him to use his gifts and life experience to free the people. In this moment of awareness, when shame of life circumstances and choices are turned to gift and opportunity, the ground becomes holy. How can we open ourselves, allowing the Holy One to transform our lives into Holy Ground?