As I was thinking about what to write this week, my eyes fell on this image of a wood carving designed to picture the Trinity. A story has been told that Augustine of Hippo was walking on the beach contemplating the mystery of the Trinity. Then he saw a boy in front of him who had dug a hole in the sand and was going out to the sea again and again and bringing some water to pour into the hole.

Augustine asked him, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to pour the entire ocean into this hole.”
“That is impossible, the whole ocean will not fit in the hole you have made” said Augustine.
The boy replied, “And you cannot fit the Trinity in your tiny little brain.”

I accept that my tiny brain, ever so much tinier than St. Augustine’s, cannot possibly absorb or explain the Trinity – I will not try to put the entire ocean in that small hole.  The many analogies used to help human understanding of the Trinity are dangerously limited in scope:
vapor, water, ice
shell, yolk, albumin
height, width, depth
apple peel, flesh, core
past, present, future.

It is sufficient for me to know, as expressed by the 19th century Anglican pastor J.C. Ryle:  

It was the whole Trinity, which at the beginning of creation said, “Let us make man”. It was the whole Trinity again, which at the beginning of the Gospel seemed to say, “Let us save man”.

All one, equal, harmonious, unchangeable, bound together with faith, with hope, with charity, to save us from ourselves. 

I run, rise, rest in Thee, all Three.
 
Grace and peace,  

Anita Sorenson
Pastor for Spiritual Formation 

Ten times a day something happens to me like this—some strengthening throb of amazement—some good sweet empathic ping and swell. This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.

                                    Mary Oliver

Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

Compassion as seeing clearly

A macro lens function allows you to look closely, see the detail, and pause long enough to appreciate the subject. That's true whether an Apple phone is used, or a heart fitted with imagination, lit by compassion and the capacity to see clearly the person in front of us.

Perhaps, compassion is the macro lens through which we are to see each person, viewed with imaginative compassion, appreciating the unique miracle that is the human person in front of us.

"Jesus looked, and had compassion..." The Gospel writers record that look often enough - it was clearly Jesus' usual way of seeing.

Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me.  I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.
                              John 15:4-5

Jesus invites  us to spend time with him, to lean on him, and to be nourished by him—not just to serve him. Father Greg Boyle discussed abiding in Jesus as an invitation to "marinate in the intimacy of God." He writes, "Jesus chose to marinate in the God who is always greater than our tiny conception, the God 'who loves without measure and without regret.' To anchor yourself in this, to keep always before your eyes this God is to choose to be intoxicated, marinated in the fullness of God." To live out of our belovedness, we need to soak in the abundant love that God offers us. 

I don't think Jesus was criticizing us when he said we can't do anything without him (John 15:5); he was simply stating the reality. We need to be connected to our source as the branches need to be connected to the vine. We need God's wisdom, nourishment and life flowing through us.
 
Grace and peace, as we marinate, 

Anita Sorenson
Pastor for Spiritual Formation 

Good things as well as bad, you know 
are caught by a kind of infection.

If you want to get warm you must stand near the fire:
if you want to be wet you must get into the water.
If you want joy, power, peace, eternal life,
you must get close to, or even into, the thing that has them. ˆ

They are not a sort of prize which God could, 
if He chose, just hand out to anyone.
They are a great fountain of energy and beauty 
spurting up at the very centre of reality.
If you are close to it, the spray will wet you: 
if you are not, you will remain dry.

Once a man is united to God, how could he not live forever?
Once a man is separated from God, what can he do but wither and die?

C.S. Lewis Mere Christianity

 Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

Day

Each one is a gift, no doubt,  
mysteriously placed in your waking hand  
or set upon your forehead  
moments before you open your eyes…
Through the calm eye of the window  
everything is in its place  
but so precariously  
this day might be resting somehow 
on the one before it,  
all the days of the past stacked high  
like the impossible tower of dishes  
entertainers used to build on stage. 
No wonder you find yourself  
perched on the top of a tall ladder  
hoping to add one more.  
Just another Wednesday 
you whisper,  
then holding your breath,  
place this cup on yesterday’s saucer  
without the slightest clink.

Billy Collins

Some days feel like this: 
teetering at the top of a finite number of minutes and hours,
trying to not topple over a life so carefully balanced,
even as the wind blows and the fencing sharp
and the ladder of time feels rickety.
It is a balancing act –
this waking up to try on a new day
while juggling everything still in the air
from the days before.
To stay on solid ground,
while flowing with the river of time,
I anchor deep
into the calm eye of your unchanging love,
reminded, once again,
I’m held up from above
when everything beneath me feels precarious.

Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson
Pastor for Spiritual Formation 

To be grateful is to be humble, recognising how much we receive from God and others.

To be grateful is to pay attention to all the good that is happening in our lives, and see God’s signature.

To be grateful is to be so thankful for our blessings that we try to be God’s blessing in someone else’s life.

To be grateful is to speak of Christ to others, and use our gifts generously in their service.

To be grateful is to remember the love and grace that has touched, changed and enabled us in Christ.

To be grateful is to look for the breeze of the Spirit rippling across the grain fields of our lives.

To be grateful is to begin each day glad to be alive, and determined to make each day count for God.

To be grateful, then, is to live in the joy of God, and to give thanks in all circumstances.

Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

The Servant Girl at Emmaus
(A Painting by Velázquez)

She listens, listens, holding
her breath. Surely that voice
is his—the one
who had looked at her, once, across the crowd,
as no one ever had looked?
Had seen her? Had spoken as if to her?

Surely those hands were his,
taking the platter of bread from hers just now?
Hands he'd laid on the dying and made them well?

Surely that face—?

The man they'd crucified for sedition and blasphemy.
The man whose body disappeared from its tomb.
The man it was rumored now some women had seen this morning, alive?

Those who had brought this stranger home to their table
don't recognize yet with whom they sit.
But she in the kitchen, absently touching
           the winejug she's to take in,
a young Black servant intently listening,

swings round and sees
the light around him
and is sure.

Denise Levertov

 Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

This week I got to thinking about the kids sharing their memory verses with the congregation on Family Sundays. When was the last time you memorized Scripture? Or anything??

Memorization has gone in and out of fashion in schools and churches over the decades, but I grew up in a time when memorizing Bible verses and poems was taken for granted. Texts have a way of becoming part of us, of getting inside of us and are available to us when we need a tether, an encouragement, a reminder of sacred reality.

Pascal said, “In times of difficulty, always keep something beautiful in your heart.” Memorizing a passage or poem, for me, allows me to live with it as if with a good friend, walking with it, breathing with it, learning from it, and often feeling consolation from it. Both things are important…the discipline required to memorize and the selection and value of what I choose to commit to memory.

I am curious what texts you try to keep in memory. And why. And when have you recalled it? It might be a poem, or a line from a book, it might be imperfectly recalled, but nonetheless permanently in you… What is it? And why?

 Anita Sorenson

Pastor for Spiritual Formation

A post-resurrection prayer for us all:

Lord God, 
when the hungry are fed,
the sick healed,
the lonely made family,
the outcast brought in,
the sinner forgiven,
the tyrant transformed,
and the enemy reconciled, 
we know your work by the fruit it produces.
May our lives bear fruit
worthy of your name. 
Amen.

(Book of Common  Prayer for Ordinary Radicals)
 
Grace and peace,

Anita Sorenson
Pastor for Spiritual Formation