CONCLUSION - Easter Sunday

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

EMBRACING LIFE

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The leaves on the large oak trees that border and shade my backyard have started to change to a golden yellow. Alongside them, the maples contribute a reddish splendor. Potted chrysanthemums fill up space on the deck where once herbs and zinnias flourished. Autumn’s colors surround us. It is a beauty in which to find delight.     

With my morning coffee from my favorite mug in hand, I settle into the cushion on a deck chair. Looking at the yard in these first moments of daylight, I smile. It has been a long time—both metaphorical and literal—since the ground was lifeless and covered with snow. Spring shared its blessing of buds, blossoms, and growth. Summer followed with its warmth. A transformation happened and is still in progress. Numerous perennial plants are going through their annual cycles—like actors, they walk on and off stage on cue. Change is a process that is constant.  

Through efforts of planting, watering, pruning, and cutting, Katie and I have participated in the transformation of the backyard. Our efforts have made a difference, and we can look at our work with a sense of pride and satisfaction. That being said, I say “participated” because we did not create a single piece of it. Creation is something much bigger than us. It is more powerful and cannot be tamed in spite of our efforts or delusions.  

While taking a swig of my rich, black coffee, I look at the backyard and smile again. In this moment, there is a simple joy. I know that things won’t stay the same forever. I know that fall will turn to winter. I know that growth is followed by decay. Life is followed by death. But at this moment…there is gratitude. There is also the invitation found in the parables to live life to the fullness as a gift—imperfections and all. 

Jesus’s parables—the entire Bible for that matter—are not some ancient, hokey incantations or spells that you can recite to make everything flawlessly work out. In real life, there is no guarantee or magic formulas—do this, believe this, and life will turn out perfectly. Life just doesn’t work that way. Those who hold such fantasy as their “truth” are ultimately disappointed.    

They also miss the essence of scripture. The Bible is a love story between God and humanity. God chooses to be present in the midst of human life with all of its imperfections and messiness. Instead of avoiding struggle, pain, sorrow, mistakes, or unholiness, God enters with a passion and determination to remain. Here we find the wisdom and teaching of the cross. God, in the life of Jesus, endures the violence of a cross in solidarity with a broken and hurting humanity. The cross, with all its ugliness and hatred, rejection and failure, is the very place that God plants the seeds of resurrection. 

The parables teach us that our life with God is less like a math problem and more like a dance step. Walk this way. Shuffle to the left, then to the right. The columns may not add up like you think they should or could, but that is alright. Don’t overthink. Participating in God’s Kingdom is so simple that a child could follow and yet so complicated that it takes a lifetime to master.  

With my morning coffee in hand, I sit down on a deck chair and reflect. Beyond my smile and gratitude, I enter into the sacred space of a moment. By the grace of God, I am here. At this moment, at this time, I have the life God has given me. I breathe deeply in the present—not fully aware of where I’ve been or where I’m going, I push past and future to the side. For now, there is the present. It is a present for me to cherish and open. It is what I have, what I’ve been given. It is sufficient, sacred, and not to be squandered. 

Settling into the comfortable cushion of the deck chair, I dwell in my identity as a child of God. God, through wisdom that passes my understanding, created my life (and yours too)! For that matter, all humanity has been chosen by God to bear the image, the essence, the “stuff” of God’s being. Created in God’s image, we are gifted. Our spirits remain connected to God’s goodness and life—even though we may not “feel” it. Even though our brokenness may be all too real and undeniable—we remain connected to God’s life.  

I receive and embrace this truth: I am, you are, and we are part of God’s life and Kingdom. As such, we have a worth that itself is sacred. We matter—no matter what anyone might tell us. No matter what we might say to ourselves, we matter and have a place in the universe that is unique. What is more, God invites us to engage, participate, dwell, and respond. For we are not alone; our backyard gardens are full of life. Look around and see the diverse plants and critters that inhabit the small portion of the world where we live.  

The coffee in my cup will not last forever. As the dark liquid is depleted, I feel a restlessness begin to take over. A new day lies ahead of me. This present is begging me to open it and live into it. I have an opportunity to be who God created me to be—right now. I can choose to love, care, nurture, and be available to others.  

Sure, I can run in the opposite direction. And I will, more often than I’d like to admit. I will lose my way, stumble, and stub my toe in the process. I’ll need a healthy portion of forgiveness, kindness, compassion, and grace.  

However, I find myself compelled, by the parables of Jesus, to make an effort. I will try, once again, to follow and be a faithful disciple.  After all, the Kingdom of God is near. It is time to turn in God’s direction. 

Time to receive and embrace this moment that surrounds us. Time to breath and exhale. Time to choose the life that Jesus models. 

Time to enter this day with gratitude. Time to love as God loves. Time to leave the comfort zone of the deck chair and live into the coming day.


STEP THREE: PRAY

Praise God from whom all blessings flow, praise God all creatures here below, praise God above ye heavenly host, praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, amen!


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Forty

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

Transforming the Yard: WONDER AND GRATITUDE

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It is still mostly dark outside when I pour my morning coffee and make my way onto the back porch. Facing east, I watch the sky as the ceramic cup warms my hands. Things lighten around me. Shades of green emerge as yellow and orange blend overhead with the purple sky. The calls and squawks of a half dozen birds announce the arrival of a new day.  

For me, this time on my backyard deck is a sacred communion with life. It is a tiny slice of nature and creation that renews and revives me to the core of my being. Everywhere I look, I see signs of life and growth. From where did it all come?  

Sure, Katie’s efforts of planting, pruning, and primping are partly responsible. Cal’s Market, a local nursery, is another healthy supplier. Favorable growing conditions made essential contributions. But there is something more—more than the accumulation and summation of the parts.  

In the sky, the purples have all faded and have been replaced with a baby blue. There is still yellow in the sky, but now it has turned pastel. The white wisp of clouds can be seen on the horizon. Light has arrived in penultimate fashion. Shadows have all receded. Single leaves and flowers are now visible and ready to be admired or fade into the background of the woods that lie just beyond the backyard fence. Critters can now be seen as they scurry searching for food. Birds soar and dart overhead. Another precious day begins 

Sitting with my morning coffee on the deck, I watch with wonder as the sky is now glowing with light. Before my eyes, another day is birthed. Another day begins as the ancient cycle of planetary rotation completes another turn. Facing the warmth and light of the sun, it is time for the day. Today is here. It is perhaps the most precious of all gifts. A day to live—full of opportunity, hope, and promise—lies ahead.  

Questions pop into my head as the coffee wakes me up. What do I have to do today? Where will I be going? What will I do in the coming hours? To what do I have to pay attention? A list quickly emerges as I feel my blood pressure rise. It is at this moment, when I am susceptible to shifting into gear, that I need to pause. Sometimes I catch myself. Before hopping onto that metaphorical treadmill and reentering the proverbial rat race, my soul needs some care. 

Before I get any further down the path of plotting out my day’s doing, I need to stop and breathe. My spirit needs me to take a good look around and see with the vision of my heart. This day is not mine to conquer, control, and manipulate. This day is a pure gift; it comes as a limited blessing from God.  

The day doesn’t belong to me, and I can’t seize it to make it mine. Sure, I will have plenty of opportunities to exercise personal agency. I will speak and move. I will interact with others. I will make thousands of decisions. I will triumph. I will fail. But to think that I have any claims of ownership on this day or any other is foolish and silly. There exists a spiritual arrogance and misdirection whenever I try to take for myself what belongs to God. 

Life—all of it, including this day—comes as a gift with which we are entrusted. For just a short while, we are blessed with the opportunity to live. How will I respond to God’s gift? Will I treasure or squander the gift? How about you—what choices will you make? 

The sun shines brightly through the trees. From where I am, it appears to be only a tiny burning orb. But it is so powerfully bright that I can’t look directly into the sun without it leaving a blotch on my vision. There is movement as the sun rises in the sky. Soon its warmth will make the morning chill disappear and dry up the blanket of dew.  

When each day is received and acknowledged as a gift something extraordinary happens. I find within myself a movement and a rising. From entitlement to gratitude. From pride to humility. I transition to a place of spiritual receptivity where I am more open to God’s presence. When this happens (which isn’t always, I continue to be a work in progress), I am more likely to be generous with my words, thoughts, and actions.  

When I approach the day as a gift, I am a better caretaker and steward of life. I fear less and trust more. I seek to be kinder and more compassionate in my dealings with others. Again, please hear me—I am a work in progress. I don’t always treasure and honor my days. But when I do, I notice that life is better and my relationships are more vibrant.  

At the heart of Jesus’s teaching in parables is the clear message that God’s Kingdom is at hand. It is today. Whether we welcomed the arrival of the day as the sun rose over our deck this morning or we slept in, we are now living in God’s realm and reality. What we do with this sacred gift matters for us, our families, our community, nation, and all of creation. Every action. Every thought. So, let’s start this day with gratitude and an awareness of the giftedness of this moment, so that we might really live every day.


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

each day of life comes as a gift from you.  Help me to receive it with a grateful heart.  Direct my living so that I might be a blessing to others. 

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Good Friday

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Volunteer Watermelon :

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The Kingdom of God is like a gardener who went into the backyard to plant vegetables. With care, she turned over the dirt in a six-foot square garden plot. It wasn't the first time that she planted. 

As the experienced gardener incorporated compost and manure into the soil, she smiled with anticipation. Soon the rows of beans, lettuce, and tomatoes would produce a harvest. Everything was in neat and organized furrows. With any luck, the small garden plot would yield enough veggies for herself and her friends. Based on past success, it was a reasonable expectation.  

Each morning, the woman went to look at her garden. Gradually, she watched the land come to life. Small leaves sprouted. Careful not to damage the seedlings, she weeded and watered the leaves. Before long, the plants established themselves. In every row that she planted, there were signs of new life. 

One morning, during her routine inspection, she noticed an odd plant in the corner of the garden. It didn't fit in any of the rows and wasn't of any variety that she planted. Still, it didn't seem to be a weed. With wonder and a sense of curiosity, the gardener decided to let it grow. 

With the same love and care that she gave to all her plants, the gardener tended to the mystery plant. 

Before long, the plant revealed itself to be a vine. With fat leaves, it snaked along the edge of the garden and onto the lawn. One morning, the gardener noticed a blossom on the vine. The orange-yellow flower bloomed alongside the crop of beans and with the yellow tomato blossoms. There was an unplanned beauty to it all.  

As the yellow flowers on the tomatoes turned into tiny green orbs of fruit, so did the unknown plant's blossom transform. It was bigger and heavier than the other vegetables. Imagine the gardener's surprise when she discovered that a watermelon “volunteered” to show up in her garden! 

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

Can you think of a time in your life when you were surprised by an unexpected blessing?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

I rush through most days like a chicken without a head! Life is busy. There is so much to do; so much that I must do. This confusion and kerfuffle have allowed me to buy into the lie that I alone am responsible for what I have. I have earned the blessings of my life, and it is my every right to keep every blessing close at hand. Give me the wisdom today to see the foolishness in such thinking. Help me to stop, breathe, and be grateful. Increase humility within me so that I might let go of misdirected entitlement and privilege. Forgive my blasphemy of control and stinginess. Create within me a generosity that imitates the love that Jesus has for all people. Redirect my doing so that it is less frenzied and more focused. Teach me to be your child.

Through Jesus Christ, amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Eight

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Mower :

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The Kingdom of God can be compared to a backyard lawn. Throughout the spring and early summer, the lawn grows rapidly; it becomes long, lush, and unruly. 

Upon seeing the growth, the homeowner will get out his lawnmower and cut the grass. Even if it takes him more than one pass, the homeowner will mow and mow, until the lawn is trimmed. 

The grass will continue to grow, and before long, he will need to repeat the process of mowing. Throughout the summer, even as the days lengthen and the pace of growth slows down, the lawn will require regular tending and great care.

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

What examples do we have of abundance from our lives and what do they teach us about God’s love?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

your Kingdom continues to grow around me. Give me the vision to see and delight in it. Give me the courage to participate in your love and grace.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Seven

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Toad House:

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There was a woman who bought a cute, mushroom-shaped lawn ornament from a local gift shop. She rushed home and placed it in her garden. It was bright and colorful with a little printed sign that clearly identified it as a “Toad House.” The woman wished to provide shelter for the many toads that she found hopping around her yard.  

Each day she checked to see if any toads had moved into this small domicile. Each day she noticed that there were no toads in the designated house.  

One morning, after checking “Toad House,” she noticed an old wooden bucket turned over. When she picked it up, a medium-sized toad hopped out from underneath.  

A few days later, the woman checked to see if that toad went into “Toad House.” It did not. The mushroom-shaped object was empty. She opened the base of her fire table to turn on the gas ignition. Once again, she was surprised to find a toad in the bottom of the fire table. It hopped away.  

The next morning, the woman once again checked “Toad House” for occupants. There were none. Walking to the shed to get the lawn mower, she noticed another large toad in the shade of a large rock. With big eyes and an expanding throat, the creature watched her without moving at all.  

So it is with the Kingdom of God. It surprises us by appearing in the times and places where we least expect it. Rarely does it appear according to our designs or well-laid plans.

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

Where is the place that you least expect to encounter the love and grace of God? 


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you surprise me. Sometimes in the strangest places and oddest times, I capture glimpses of your love and grace. When I least expect it, you bring a smile to my heart, and I’m filled with joy. At other times, when I try to conjure up your presence with religious thoughts and incantations, it seems like you are nowhere around. You elude my control. It appears that you refuse to play by my rules and follow my carefully laid plans and manipulations. Forgive my blasphemous attempts to harness your power for selfish desires. Enable me to trust in your presence and providence. Open my spirit so that I am available for your purposes and direction. Remind me that I’m not and I don’t need to be the center of the universe. Redirect my energies and efforts outward so that I may be found in the places of hurt, struggle, and restlessness. In the unlikely places of this world and my soul, let me discover you anew.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Six

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Bird Feeder:

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With what can we compare the Kingdom of God, or what parable will we use for it?  

It is like a bird feeder that someone hangs on his or her backyard deck and fills with seeds. Before long, birds will come from hidden places to feed. Different types and sizes of birds will perch upon the feeder and eat. Back and forth, they will fly. Chickadees and robins. Sparrows and wrens. Songbirds of all kinds will gather.  

As the bird feeder is filled with more seed, the avian feast shall continue throughout the year. With each bird that comes, the owner of that home is brought a sense of delight and joy.  

This is what the homeowners will do, they will hang new feeders. These added feeders will hold various types of seeds to attract more varieties of birds. Cardinals and finches will now arrive. They will even hang a jar of nectar to welcome hummingbirds. With each species that comes to feed, the bird-loving homeowners’ joy increases exponentially. 

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

How can you celebrate the diversity that God has placed into your day? 


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

the source of abundance and diversity, I thank you for your many blessings in my life. Feed me this day with an abiding sense of gratitude. Let me experience life as a precious gift. Give me a healthy sense of humility so that I back away from a sense of entitlement and privilege. Make me generous so that I share rather than hoard what you have given to me. Help me to put my life into proper balance so that I might relate to others with the same kind of love that you have showered upon me. In the process of my grateful living might I bear and bring delight and joy to others.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Five

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Springtime Rain:

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The Kingdom of God can be compared to a springtime rain. Suddenly, the sky turns dark. A single drop falls and we hear the sound of it hitting the earth. Then another and another. One by one, multiple drops fall, gradually increasing in volume and intensity.

In a moment, springtime rain surrounds us on all sides. It is like an orchestra that rapidly crescendos. There is an undeniable passion as the heavens seem to open and sheets of water pour upon the earth. Rain at this time of the year is substantial and laden with promise. You can smell it in the air. 

This water will quench the thirst of rapidly growing plants and buds. The rain will also sink deep into the ground and replenish the water table, which is sorely needed in advance of late summer drought. 

I tell you, even though the rain will eventually stop, its effects will linger and refresh. The experience will be remembered and celebrated.

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

What are the dry places in your spirit that are most in need of God’s refreshment?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you bring springtime waters that renew the earth. We thank you for the lakes and rivers, ponds and creeks, headwaters and aquifers. From the Red Sea of Exodus to the font of our baptisms, we praise you for the way that you have used water throughout the ages to bear your redemptive purposes. In this day, rain your love upon us. Fill us with forgiveness, grace, and a generosity of spirit. Open our free-flowing response so that we might channel your goodness and gifts to others..

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Palm/Passsion Sunday

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The earth produces of itself, first the stalk, then the head, then the full grain in the head. But when the grain is ripe, at once he goes in with his sickle, because the harvest has come.” 
— Mark 4: 28–29 

GROWTH

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Abundance. Bloom. Lush. Everywhere you look in my backyard there are multiple shades of vibrant green and splashes of color (white, red, pink, and purples). Hydrangea and peony have grown to the size of bushes and contribute softball-sized flowers as a backdrop to the annuals planted in front. Large green and white leaf hostas line the beds. I can go on with this escalating description of the plethora of beauty that is present in my yard these days. But I will stop. I don’t want to risk losing your attention or having your eye roll cause you to lose your place on the page.  

It is just when I look outside in this time of late spring (astronomical summer doesn’t arrive until late June), it is hard for me not to be effervescent in my descriptions. I am deeply grateful for the growth and plenty that can be seen everywhere in my backyard. I’m sure that I’m not alone in my observations. I bet that your yard is looking great too! Now is the time of the year, after all, that things are growing.  

Growth has a mysterious quality. Oh sure, biologists can describe how it happens. We can even capture a second-by-second record of a flower blooming with time-lapse photography and watch it happen. Still, there is something about growth that eludes us. It is almost magical whenever life flourishes. Looking at the beauty and abundance of a garden, I am convinced that there is something more that is happening than just the aggregate sum of biological processes.  

That “something more” I like to think of in sacred terms. Growth is evidence of the work of a Creator who remains engaged with creation. When I look at the flowering of a garden, I am filled with sacred wonder and gratitude. Thank you, God, for the beauty that unfolds before my eyes. I say these words in my heart as I witness the Creator in action. What joy there is to embrace with my senses of sight, smell, touch, and taste!  

If the last chapter was about “our work” and the need for our participation in the process of cultivation, this chapter is about the mysterious and fantastic quality of God’s work. The parables that I share will invite us to honor the life around and within us as a mysterious gift from God. I hope that they will also foster a sense of humility. Only with humble hearts are we better able to care for God’s creation.  

How do we do this in our everyday living? How often do we stop and give thanks for the blessings of life that surround? Do we pause long and often enough to be in awe of life? Do we espouse values of reverence and humility when we relate to creation? Do we let down our guards and stop trying to control and subdue what God made?  

I hope that this chapter’s parables will raise these questions among others. May we be surprised and refreshed in the cool shade of the trees in the backyard by the mysterious gift of growth. It is time for us to celebrate the harvest that comes from participating in the co-creating work of God.


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you are the source of all life, healing, and growth.  In mysterious ways, you bring the life that unfolds around us.  With joy we celebrate and praise you! 

Through Jesus Christ, amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Four

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

Transforming the Yard: WORKING HARD

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It wasn’t so long ago that I saw the crocus through the window in my living room that looks out into the backyard. Although they last for a short period of time, the crocus is perhaps one of my favorite blooms. Sure, the flower is pretty unto itself.  Its purple and white hues add a bit of needed color to the drab surroundings.   

Of greater import, however, is what this small purple blossom represents. Hope. Spring. New life. Gone is the harshness of deep winter. The time for green growth has arrived. Shortly after you see crocuses, you will be overwhelmed by the rapid deployment of spring.  

The annual arrival of crocus brings with it a reminder; their tiny, flare-shaped bodies trumpet a call that awakens my lazy self. Gardening season is near, and suddenly there is much work to do! 

Throughout this chapter, I shared parables of participation and effort. These were stories of “doing” the work of God’s Kingdom. Responding to God’s love and grace, we do. Or we do not. There are consequences to both our action and inaction. When we follow in the path of love, we are in alignment with God. When we follow our agendas and inclinations apart from love, we are heading in a different direction. Separation from God occurs; or to use the language of Christian tradition, sin abounds. This has negative implications in our relationship with God and with others. 

Although we can’t by our work obtain God’s favor, earn God’s grace, or fashion eternal peace, what we do matters a great deal. God’s Kingdom will be known or hidden according to our words, deeds, and responses. We have a role and a part to play. To ignore this reality is to pursue what Lutheran Theologian Dietrich Bonhoeffer labeled “cheap grace.” (see Cost of Discipleship).

The reason that my backyard looks lovely these days is a direct result of Katie’s many efforts of planting, pruning, weeding, mulching, fertilizing, etc. Were it not for her excellent work, the yard would be unruly. Sure, it might be green, but I doubt there would be as many flowers and we wouldn’t be awaiting a vegetable harvest. 

I am grateful for Katie’s energy, persistence, and attention. Like the area inside our house, Katie’s work has created a home space outside the back door. There is a favorable judgment to be made each time we sit on the deck, relax, and share time with friends.  

So it goes with the spiritual life. It takes work. It takes daily attention and care. Prayer, reflection, and engagement in helping others are all part of the good and holy work that is needed. Sure, the harvest will always come as a gift and usually when we least expect it; but hard work matters. Efforts of cultivation make a difference.  

Our life with God and with others takes tending, nurture, and care. Relationships grow as we engage with one another. When we ignore, deny, or overlook those with whom we are connected something diminishing happens. Relationships suffer and lie dormant or even die. Our inaction levies an adverse judgment. Sometimes the damage is irreparable or irreversible. From time to time, we can find ourselves in a hell of our making. 

Judged. Broken. Separated. Alone. Hurting. We are all in need of help, reconciliation, reconnection, and grace. Like the person who has fallen into a giant pit, our predicament is made worse by our inability to get ourselves unstuck. Now the work seems futile. Try as we might, at this point in the journey, we find ourselves unable to move forward. Enter frustration and despair. 

It is at this moment when we are lost that we are in most need of God’s intervention and grace-filled action. The good news, gospel, is that God acts. God’s nature is one of redemption. God responds, even when we are unable, to bring about renewal. 

Forgiveness is no longer an abstract concept. It is a tangible work of a loving God on behalf of a judged and damaged people. For me (and you) in real time. Forgiveness repairs the bruised and broken connections with the healing balm of love. No matter the tears and gaps in the relationship with God from the past, forgiveness mends and allows for something new for the future.  

A crocus breaks through the ground as a sign that spring has arrived. God remains steadfast and faithful. At this point, a new invitation to participate, cultivate, tend, and care emerges. We are given another chance to join in the daily work of gardening. It is never too late for us to take part in the work of the Kingdom. Thanks be to God for the cycles and seasons that surround us and give us hope.


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

with you forgiveness abounds.  You are a God of second, third, and fourth chances.  In fact, you never stop moving toward us with love.  Allow your grace and mercy seep to the core of our being so that we might know it without question.  Informed by your forgiveness, may we share this life-giving blessing with others. 

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Three

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Marigolds and vegetables:

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To what shall we compare the Kingdom of God? 

It is like a wise woman who planted marigolds between the rows of vegetables in her garden. Her friends found the unusual agricultural practice strange and unsettling. She was the only one they knew who mixed flowers with peppers and tomatoes. The neighbors talked about her without kindness. They judged her to be a misguided freak. She was labeled a “radical” who sought to dismantle tradition in favor of new-fangled and dangerous ideas. What was next? Did she plan to eat the flowers? 

The wise woman disregarded the chatter. Instead of defending herself, each morning, she tended her garden and delighted in its growth.  

Before long, the neighborhood gossip shifted to outright envy. Although the neighbors were reluctant to admit it, her garden outshone all the others. Not only were the flowers pleasing to the eye but the marigolds kept away most of the bugs.  

The only insects to visit the wise woman's garden were the bees that helped to pollinate the crops of nearby farms. Although all her critics needed to use toxic chemicals to ward off pests, the wise woman's garden remained organic.  

At harvest time, there was no question as to whose garden produced better-tasting vegetables. There was also no question about which garden was most beautiful.

 

A Question to Ponder: 

Where do you find yourself close-minded or not open to new ideas?  


STEP THREE: PRAY

You can use the following prayer today as you pray at mealtime. 

God of all, you have richly blessed creation with wondrous diversity. Thank you for the bounty of food to which we have access and which we can enjoy. Bless the food upon this table so that it might strengthen our bodies and allow us to celebrate differences. Through Jesus, Amen.  


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-Two

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parables of the Deck box and weed puller :

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Listen! Let those who have ears hear. Wake up and take action, for the Kingdom of God is at hand.  

Be like the wise person who takes in the seat cushions from all the deck chairs each night. With great care, he puts the cloth seats and pillows into the waterproof deck box, making sure that they are not left out. When the rain falls during the night or the dew falls in the morning, the cushions remain dry.  

Or be like the conscientious weeder who carefully scans the garden every few days, looking for weeds. When she sees a weed, she pulls it out immediately. I tell you, she will not let weeds grow and crowd out the good plants.

 

A Question to Ponder: 

What relationships in your life do you most overlook or take for granted?  


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

help me stay active and tend the garden that is my faith. Keep me ever aware of your love and the claim that it has on my living. Guide the way that I relate to others so that my actions, words, and thoughts might reflect your grace, hospitality, and forgiveness. Empower me to participate in the creative and redemptive work of your Kingdom.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty-One

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the DEER Buffet :

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One day a foolish man went out into his backyard to plant a garden. He built a raised bed garden box. Back and forth he went to the home store to buy bags of topsoil and flats of plants. 

After filling the garden box with dirt and raking it smooth, the man planted; he put in tomato and pepper plants. Carefully, he sowed rows after rows. He planted lettuce from a package of seeds. Around the border, he even put a set of onions. After much hard work, he surveyed his garden and was satisfied with all that he had done to make it as he wanted.  

Days passed by; each morning, the man looked at his garden with pride. He watched as tiny white blossoms formed on the pepper plants and yellow blooms appeared on the tomato plants. Soon he would reap a harvest of vegetables.  

During the night, however, the deer came into his unprotected yard. Undeterred, they feasted upon the blossoms and tender leaves. In the morning, the foolish man saw that his garden had been invaded. He was devastated as he looked upon the ruined plants.  

 

So it will be with all those who work hard and yet don’t take steps to safeguard what they have planted. The wise not only plant but they also protect the tender shoots and blossoms so that they might grow. 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

What are the tender shoots and blossoms of your faith life that need protection and attention?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

I thank you for your blessing and presence in my life. The gift of faith that you have given me is precious and fragile. So much in this world threatens its growth and its potential to bear fruit. Guard and strengthen me in your grace and love so that I might withstand the challenges and threats to my spirit. Give me the wisdom to tend my soul each day in prayer and devotion to you. Embolden my response so that I live my life with openness and trust. Send me out with renewed zeal to care for others.

Through Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Thirty

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Nesting material :

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Be willing continually to share what you have with those in need; be like the woman who fills a small wire cage in her backyard with bits of yarn, cotton fluff, and small twigs. 

Finches come and take these materials in their tiny beaks. They fly away to build their nests. As the contents of the cage are diminished, their nests grow as places to shelter eggs and vulnerable offspring. 

After a rainfall, they seem to return for fresh bedding. The woman, who will keep the cage full of dry and soft materials, remains diligent in her efforts throughout the season. 

I tell you, her efforts to provide for the tiniest of creatures will not go unnoticed by the Creator of Finches and people.

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

In what ways might you contribute to the shelter and safety of others?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you provide for all creation. Make me aware today of both your care and provision. Each breath I take comes as a gift. Each occurrence of shelter, food, warmth, family, and protection comes as blessings. As I am grateful for these things, make me aware of those who have less and are in need. Empower generosity within me so that I might share what I have with others. Let me be a conduit of your grace and love so that others might sing your praises.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Nine

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Worn Deck:

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Pay attention to what you hear!  


What does the homeowner do with an old, worn-out deck? I tell you, she will take the time, energy, and effort to sand it down, board by board, and repaint it. 


Or she will tear it up and replace the boards with new material made of composite plastic that doesn’t weather. The homeowner will not allow the worn-out deck to rot in place and fall apart because it poses too high a threat to her family.  

 

So it is with the Kingdom of God. The old and worn-out parts shall be rejuvenated or replaced.  

A Question to Ponder: 

What parts of your life have worn out and need your attention?

 

STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God, 

be present to me in the worn-out and broken places of my life. Forgive me where I have not loved or cared for others. Renew my worn-out spirit so that I might find new strength to live as you would have me live. Guide me anew in the paths of your grace so that I might participate in your justice and peace.

Through Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

The Fifth Sunday in Lent

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The measure you give will be the measure you get, and still more will be given you.
— Mark 4:25 

WEEDING

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Judgment. Whenever someone brings up the word "judgment," it seems to dampen the conversation. It makes us uneasy. I have also noticed that it seems to divide folks into opposite camps.  

On the one hand, the pro-judgment folks seem all too enthusiastic. According to them, what this world, with all of its chaos, ambiguity, and danger needs is a little more hellfire-inspired order. With nostalgic glee, these folks want to return to yesteryear’s firm rules about conduct and behavior. They will maintain that we’ve gotten too soft with our religion. There is too much talk about God’s love and not enough emphasis on morality. They want greater accountability—usually from others—in all spheres of life including the sacred.  

If the word “judgment” animates those on the right of the spectrum, it has quite the opposite effect from those on the other side. When the word judgment is spoken these folks cringe. For them, grace— God’s unconditional love—is, well, unconditional. Everything is forgiven and accepted. 

With iconoclastic fervor, these folks want to eliminate judgment altogether. Who is anyone to pass any judgment on anyone else? Ultimately, universal forgiveness makes any conversation about judgment mute. 

Forgiveness and acceptance are needed most in our messed-up world. Instead of building walls, we need to lessen all the barriers that keep people from one another. Fewer rules will allow freedom to purge fears and suspicion. They want greater liberty—usually for the ones on the margins—in all areas of life including the sacred.  

Even though neither side readily acknowledges it of the other, both the pro-judgment and anti-judgment sides read and use the Bible. Their interpretative lens and conclusions, however, are so diverse and contradictory. Sadly, each side’s engagement of scripture has the effect of increasing the chasm between both positions. 

Folks are quick to highlight their favorite passages concerning judgment or anti-judgment. There are enough mutually exclusive passages to go around and widen the impasse. Both sides can quote and debate the whole day long without convincing the other. Wielding the Bible battle-ax will bloody bodies, but it is not likely to win the day.    

I could ask you, where do you find yourself in this sacred struggle? If you really want to tell me, I’d listen. But honestly, I’m not all that interested overall in debating the concept of judgment with you. Here’s why. Discussion of judgment will eventually get to the whole issue of salvation. 

Many Christians obsess about what will happen when they or their loved ones die. Will they go to heaven or hell? What is the eternal judgment that God will hand down upon their souls? Worry and angst barge into hearts struggling with these questions. Souls obsessed with these dark, disturbing thoughts are more likely to shut down and turn inward than they are to open up and risk loving others. From my experience as a pastor, hell-inspired thinking can lead to separation and unbridled judgment of others.  

What I would rather talk about—and where I will be heading with this chapter’s parables—is the favorable role judgment and accountability can play in our spiritual lives alongside the ever-present abundance of grace. I will be staking out the middle ground between the poles of judgment and mercy.  

I need to raise a warning flag. There is a good chance that I might disappoint you. If you have firmly planted your feet in either the pro- or anti-judgment group, then you may not like where I’m heading.  

If you are a brimstone aficionado, you will notice that I leave the back door open. Salvation is not of our doing and will always come as the abundant and reckless gift of God. The fires of hell burn but the waters of grace are sufficient to put them out.  

On the other hand, if you are an “anything goes” and “everything is good” sort of person, you will notice that I will be lifting up the rule of love as a guiding principle that comes with accountability and responsibility. Love is, after all, the rule of Jesus. Christians are accountable on the basis of love. Love mandates, guides, and forbids. “Anything does not go” because everything is not loving.   

Unloving words and actions are inconsistent with the life, death, and resurrection of Christ.  Hatred of any sort is not good and deteriorates the spiritual health of individuals and church communities.  We need to be on our guard against both the overt and less obvious forms.   

I seek balance and a positive application of judgment in spiritual living. This is what Jesus does. Parables that might seem at first glance to advocate harsh judgment are alongside parables that speak of abundant grace. I think that this is on purpose. Jesus invites us into the paradox of faith. For the law-loving Pharisee (in all of us), Jesus’s parables pull in the direction of God’s overwhelming forgiveness. For the freedom junkie (again, in all of us), Jesus’s parables pull us toward greater accountability and action. 

So this is the “judgment” chapter. The parables that lie ahead will challenge us to follow Jesus’s mandate to love the other—family, friends, neighbors, acquaintances, strangers, and even the enemy. They hold up a mirror so that we can look at our unloving selves and do some critical reflection.  Implicit in them is the call of repentance and God’s promise of forgiveness.  We are invited to turn anew to the love of God and allow it to transform.     

It’s going to be hard and, at times, might even border on harsh. Are you willing to sit on the edge of the garden plot, like the Lichtenberger house cat, Celia—embrace rather than discard? Can you allow these everyday illustrations to inform your faith and provide some balance?  

For the gardeners among us, this is the difficult work of weeding.   


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

I get distracted and stray away from your ways.  At times I’m not even aware of how far I’ve wandered from your love.  At other times, I am willfully disobedient.  Forgive me and have mercy upon me.  Redirect my steps so that they head in your direction. 

Through Jesus Christ, amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Eight

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

Transforming the Yard: Lighting Up the Dark

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The mid-sized lantern hangs from a hook over the side of my deck. Inside, it contains a battery-lit, LED candle. The lantern comes on at some point after dark. I haven’t quite been able to quite figure out the timing. It seems to have a mind of its own. We have had it for a while, and it seems to not function as it once did. But it still works. At its own time, it will shine. I’ll see it from the kitchen as I look out at the otherwise dark backyard. Sometimes it will be on when I head out onto the deck in that pre-dawn time to write—unpredictable.  

As I think about it, my unpredictable lantern is not unlike my spiritual life; it gives light and witness to God’s love. The light, however, is not as predictable as I’d like. In my heart, I also want to be better at shining. I know that the world, my community, family, and relationships could use a little more brightness.  

When I shine my light, it feels good. It gives me satisfaction that makes me smile from the inside out. Shining into the darkness around, I begin to see the faces of others. My light reflects in the dark of their eyes producing a glint. Smiles are contagious. Joy spreads with the light. Soon, other lights emit. The process is organic and viral. Light begets light and allows for seeing, knowing, understanding. When light shines, a community is created among friends, acquaintances, and even strangers.  

But my light doesn’t always come on. Sometimes, I cower and cover the light source of my life. I get afraid and overwhelmed. At times, it is just pure laziness. When I dwell in the darkness—refusing or unable to shine—something negative happens in my soul. I become withdrawn and unhappy. Joy, itself, seems gone and unattainable. 

Without light, I buy into the paranoia that I’m alone in the universe and everything is out to get me. Seeing, knowing, and understanding become elusive. In the extreme, I will be vulnerable to conspiracy theories and tempted to take any means necessary to regain control and self-determination. 

Wow, that went south quick, didn’t it? And that is just the point—good people can get into dangerous places quickly when they are not clinging and walking in the light of God. 

Let’s shift our light metaphor for a moment. From a battery-operated lantern that goes on (or doesn’t) with a timer, I direct your attention to another light feature of my backyard paradise—Tiki torches. 

I’m not exactly sure why, but I’m a sucker for Tiki torches. Maybe it is because I love all things Hawaiian from the slack guitar chords to the loud floral shirts. Perhaps it is because I’m mesmerized by the dancing flame; I’m not sure and it really doesn’t matter. I like Tiki torches and over the years have always had them in the backyard. 

I like lighting my Tiki torches whenever I sit on the deck at night. Often this happens when Katie and I have company. We will turn on the fire table, a recent addition to our night-time illumination features. The open flames have an energetic dance party. There is something about fire that creates an atmosphere to bring people together. 

In the flicker of torches and fires, we see each other in a different light. Maybe we are a little more real in the warm glow of a flame. A little more human? A little less in the manufactured spotlight that highlights the facade we present to the world. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel more like myself in the dancing lights of Tiki torches and campfires. I can just be without having to worry about judgment. I find when I’m in this space, I’m more available and relaxed; ready to share life with others. I’m also freed to shine from the heart of my being.  

How do you shine? Under what lighting conditions are you best able to be the person who God made you to be? What candles, torches, and fires can you light this day that will help your light shine before others? Time has come to light up. The darkness, confusion, and division of our times need all of God’s “lanterns” lowing brightly on a more consistent basis.

 

STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you are the light of my life. When darkness descends in my world and in my heart, shine the light of your love. Push back the veil of despair and fear. Allow me to see with a vision that is inspired, open, and hope-filled.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Seven

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Homemade Firestarters:

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A resourceful, wise man had an old coffee can under his kitchen sink to save bits of wax. Each time a candle would burn out, he would take the stubs of wax and put them into his can. He'd also scrape melted wax from the bottom of candle holders and add that waste too. Friends would bring him small bags of their wax trimmings. Little by little, the contents of the metal container increased.  

At the same time, the wise man also kept the wood shavings and sawdust that he produced in his small garage workshop. For months, the refuse bin grew in volume.  

When both coffee can and sawdust bin were full, the wise man set out to make fire starters. Carefully, he placed the metal coffee can on the gas stove to melt the wax. Next, he took paper cups and filled them with sawdust. With practiced precision, the wise man poured the wax into the paper cups. The wood fibers absorbed the molten liquid quickly.  

After the wise man used up all the wax in the can, he allowed the fire starters to cool down. Before long, they hardened and were ready for use.  

Later that evening, the wise man took his recycled fire starters outside to his firepit. He placed one of his tiny creations in the center of a pile of sticks, twigs, and logs. Lighting the fire starter with a match, the wise man watched the repurposed materials burn with intensity. He smiled as the fire starter did its job. Over the next twenty minutes, the enduring flame ignited a roaring campfire.

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

What can you do to create some light for someone who is in a dark time?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

let me not hide your light or love. Give me the courage to shine brightly so that others might know of your care for them. Shine your grace, love, and forgiveness through me.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Six

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Solar Lights :

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Listen! Those who have ears, listen! A woman wanted to light a border around her yard. The woods that surrounded her backyard were dark and foreboding. It was frightening at night, so she went and purchased six solar lights from the local hardware store. 

With care, she pushed each solar light into the soil. Throughout the day, the sun charged the little solar cells. When night came, the solar lights turned on automatically. Although each light was small, together they formed a line of light. Like the function of a child’s night-light, the solar lights brought the woman comfort and courage to face the darkness of the night.

 

A Question to Ponder: 

Where could you use a little light to push back your fears and insecurities?


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

sometimes the night is scary. Darkness hides things. We can’t always see a clear path. Fear enters our hearts and we shut down. Shine your light of love in our night. Brighten the space around our hearts so that we might find the wisdom and courage to open up beyond ourselves. Make us instruments of your light so that others might know of your love and care.

Through Jesus Christ, Amen.


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Five

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Fireflies :

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The Kingdom of heaven can be compared to a summer’s evening just after the sun has set. Flashes of light suddenly appear against the violet sky. Random bursts of light shine here and there. Children will rush out with jars to capture the tiny fireflies with their magical bioluminescence. Watching the spectacle brings a joy that is at once elusive and heartwarming. Gleeful children chase insects as the sky darkens. Deep purple turns to black.   

  

Jars with holes in the lids hold the captured bugs that crawl and fly about within the glass containers—unharmed by the incident. Later the thoughtful parents will demand that the fireflies are set free at the end of the night. For the time, however, the fireflies are contained and serve as a source of light within a homemade lantern.  

 

Blink. Blink-blink.  

 

As the children add fireflies, light increases. Each bug contributes to the overall illumination. The glow is at once magical and fleeting—organic and unyielding. Even though the bugs might be trapped in a glass cage, each tiny, yellowish blip pushes back against the night. 

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

How might you be able to provide a little burst of light to someone who is in a dark place? 


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God, 

burn within my heart with the flames of your compassion. Ignite within my spirit a passion for your life. Let me see by your light the truth of your love and care for all people. Illumine a space in the darkness of fear, prejudice, hatred, and separation so that I might be able to see a path toward peace, reconciliation, and hospitality.

Through Christ, Amen.   


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.

Lent, Day Twenty-Four

STEP ONE: BREATHE

Take a deep, cleansing breath. Allow the air to fill your lungs and expand your body. Exhale and empty yourself into the room. Repeat three times - once for the one who Created you, once for the Incarnate One who walks beside you, and once for the Spirit whose life fills your being.

STEP TWO: DWELL IN WORD

The Parable of the Grill :

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Early in the day, a man invited his friends to an evening BBQ. It was a last-minute, informal invitation. His friends said they could come and offered to bring a side salad. The man went to the store and bought charcoal, steaks, asparagus, corn, and baby potatoes.   

  

A half hour before his guests arrived, he started his charcoal fire. It took some effort. First, he opened the twenty-pound bag of briquettes and emptied it into a plastic bin. Then, he filled a small chimney with the charcoal. With a match, he lit the old newspaper that he stuffed into the bottom.   

  

He then went to the kitchen and prepared the meal. It only took a few minutes to dust the steaks with seasoning. He put the vegetables in a salad dressing marinade and oiled the baby potatoes with a buttery spray. Patiently, he waited for the coals to turn an ashen orange and glow with heat.   

  

When his friends arrived, it was time to put the meat and vegetables on the grill. Sizzle. Sizzle. The intense heat seared the juices within the steak. Tsh. Tsh. The vegetables made their own pleasing sounds and smells.  

 

The friends gathered around the spectacle of roasting meat and vegetables. Conversations opened and bounced around. Friendships were nurtured and grew as dinner was cooked.   

 

How do you think the man would respond to the question: was it worth the effort? 

 

 

A Question to Ponder: 

When was the last time that you made time to be with friends and family?  

 


STEP THREE: PRAY

Gracious God,

you created community and friendships. Thank you for those we care about and with whom we share our lives. Help us to find and make the time to be with them. Strengthen us in the power of hospitality and forgiveness so that we might be generous with our love, companionship, and patience. In the midst of our busy lives, open our circle to include more people in the group that we count as “friends.”

Through Christ, Amen. 


Copyright 2020. Walt Lichtenberger. Permission granted to share with family and friends.