I realize I have been missing for a few weeks. Right after my last post I traveled to Amsterdam. The new meds I’d been given had some horrid side effects and I really was out of it for about 10 days, which made the trip sort of a trial. Still, I did some of my favorite things and searched online to find out the side effects would ameliorate. Here is one of my favorite places to sit in Amsterdam on a nice afternoon watching the boats in the canal:
See the ducks? Aren’t they cute? They’re lots of fun to watch. I also got a lot of work done, as usual, in my quiet moments. The following Saturday I travelled to Copenhagen for my first visit to Denmark. It too is very quiet, calming, soothing even. On Sunday afternoon a friend of a friend invited me to visit the bohemian collective Christiania.
And on Monday I attended a conference at the famous Royal School of Library and Information Science.
I went back to Amsterdam then for a few days, to do more writing, and relax a bit before coming home to teach.
Since I returned to Milwaukee there have been a lot of things going on personally and professionally, and it was delightful the other day to enjoy the hibiscus on my balcony … the ones I tried to grow in Philadelphia never ever got this excited.
The scripture appointed for today begins with a reading from Jeremiah 18 in which God creates a metaphor of God the potter … God reworks a spoiled vessel in the potter’s hand, making it better. I have to say I feel sort of like that vessel, like the last six weeks or so have been a time of poking and prodding and reshaping me and indeed the whole of my life—make what you will of the metaphor of the vessel, the metaphor of God the potter is worth spending some time pondering.
In my experience as a person on a journey of faith I have discovered a sort of dichotomy, or maybe I should just say there are two ways to see everything. That is, we tend to think of ourselves first and then to perceive everything else as happening against the backdrop of “me.” So we think God is a potter shaping us, and that must be why it feels like things are spinning and shapes are constantly changing. But of course the other way to look at it is that we are part of God’s creation and not its centerpiece, and therefore when the wheel spins we should enjoy the ride and when the shape of life changes we should change with it and do our best to perceive what it is that God the excellent potter is doing with the world around us. And always, then, perceive the role into which God is calling us.
In the reading from Luke 14 we see large crowds traveling with Jesus hanging on his every word and they are jubilant to have found him. They, of course, are perceiving themselves as at the center, gifted with his presence. He turns it inside out on them swiftly, telling nested parables about how unless we can give up everything we already perceive we cannot really be his disciples. (That’s my interpretation, of course—you can read the text yourself). The role of a disciple in the kingdom is to be the vessel of the grace and love that establish the kingdom. To do that we have to let grace and love be manifest in us. If grace and love are manifest in us then they will be manifest through us too.
I often have pondered this set of metaphors, or perceptions, with regard to life as a gay person. During my six weeks of sitting on the potter’s wheel the tax authorities have decided that those of us who are legally married ought to file tax returns as married people, regardless of whether the state in which we reside recognizes our marriages. Now that’s what I call reshaping the vessel! It will take us awhile to figure out what it means economically, or even just exactly what any couple among us has to do. But the fact is that this reshaped vessel now includes us as legitimately married people. Let’s hope our time in the kiln solidifies this new reality, which really is a manifestation of God’s own glory given to those of us who can make our faith—God’s grace and love within us and through us—manifest.
*Proper 18 (Jeremiah 18:1-11; Psalm 139:1-5, 12-17; Philemon 1-21; Luke 14:25-33)
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