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Psalm 92 – My Version

March 15, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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My life is intended to feel the surge of joy,
That comes from living wholeheartedly,
A witness to the certain courage,
That belongs to those who hear God’s voice,
And, the beautiful conversation that emerges,
From words birthed out of Love’s heart.

My actions and his voice joined in perfect timing,
My heart embracing Love’s heartfelt words,
Daily seeking to hear the conversation,
Started because of Creation’s hopeful yearning,
That mine and His story would entwine.

Those who choose not to hear Eternity’s conversation,
Selfishly only speaking empty promises,
Will soon face the aloneness and the hollow echo,
Of the broken dreams that surround,
A story of constant clutching at withered shoots,
Created out of pride’s insatiable urging,
Where more is never enough.

Hope flourishes as the beautiful questions emerge,
That seek to know my heart’s first love,
I discover myself, found in perfect Love’s desire,
My daily God conversation,
Where words are gifts of love,
Seeking out the truth that belongs,
To the story begun my God,
And his conversation with me.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Psalms

A reflection on Psalm 92

March 15, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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My life is intended to feel the surge of joy,
That comes from living wholeheartedly,
A witness to the certain courage,
That belongs to those who hear God’s voice,
And, the beautiful conversation that emerges,
From words birthed out of Love’s heart.

My actions and his voice joined in perfect timing,
My heart embracing Love’s heartfelt words,
Daily seeking to hear the conversation,
Started because of Creation’s hopeful yearning,
That mine and His story would entwine.

Those who choose not to hear Eternity’s conversation,
Selfishly only speaking empty promises,
Will soon face the aloneness and the hollow echo,
Of the broken dreams that surround,
A story of constant clutching at withered shoots,
Created out of pride’s insatiable urging,
Where more is never enough.

Hope flourishes as the beautiful questions emerge,
That seek to know my heart’s first love,
I discover myself, found in perfect Love’s desire,
My daily God conversation,
Where words are gifts of love,
Seeking out the truth that belongs,
To the story begun my God,
And his conversation with me.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A reflection on Psalm 105

March 14, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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I will let every part of my life praise God,
From now on nothing held back,
My heart desired his kind words,
I sought them in all the wrong places,
It was only as I learned life’s harshest lessons,
Of this world’s rejection of the greatest kindness,
That my restless searching for belonging found truth.

Even when the odds look overwhelming,
I have absolutely no fear of anything,
Troubles will always come and go,
Fear is this world’s best weapon,
My God love is fear’s powerful adversary,
When I allow love to capture my heart,
Fear is the worst loser,
Throwing a tantrum day and night,
In its self destroying spiral.

Deliverance is the love’s greatest gift to me,
All of life’s bitter words said to me,
The threat of losing everything,
The sleepless nights of constant worry,
Were all given to God,
Now I live freely,
My heart and mind free to love God first.
Amen, Amen, Amen.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A reflection on Psalm 107

March 13, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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The search for grace is the heart’s first yearning,
Mercy is our constant quest,
The world is a pit of selfish cravings,
That seek to swallow our deepest pain,
But, our heart cannot be ignored,
Its restless wanderings must find a home,
Or else be condemned to despair.

My life has witnessed the black hopelessness,
Of being told that I don’t belong,
Born from anger but lived from pain,
Some wounds will never go away,
Lashed again and again the pain all the more,
Because of betrayal’s source.

Healing is the sweet voice of God’s kindest words,
That brings us to the warmest sound,
Words that give hope and love,
From whatever place we are found,
My wandering heart is home again,
My life speaking a message of forgiveness,
From where true love always begins,
Revenge is sacrificed to a merciful justice,
Hope for all to know love true rewards,
Is the first thought of each new day.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A reflection on Psalm 108

March 12, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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I love the bold life of living with God’s approval,
The day’s problems hold no fear for me,
They are just speck of discomfort that last for a moment,
My life is an adventure of eternity’s hope,
In which failure is no longer possible.
I will let detractors stand on the side ,
Looking to condemn for every little wrong,
I will leave them to their limited life,
They can keep their small pond,
I will strike out into an ocean of possibility,
Looking for every God given opportunity,
That Grace provides to God’s loved creature.

Today I will search for every possibility,
To offer praise to God,
Every smile, a soft word, a gentle touch,
I will speak my Father’s language,
Learning it one word at a time,
Refusing to speak the words of despair,
That belong to life’s detractors,
Confident in hopeful love’s acceptance.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A reflection on Psalm 106

March 11, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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My life is a constant celebration of God’s handiwork,
Opening my eyes in the morning a miracle,
Then to see beauty in the daily sunrise his gift to me,
A breath of fresh air that celebrates life,
Ears that hear a sweet melody sung in perfect tune,
All of this begun and completed by God.

My life is dedicated to understanding his love,
Selfish pride is the trap that is life’s death snare,
Pitiful self credited glory is the short way to despair,
When it’s compared to all that God has done.

God’s love doesn’t tolerate duplicity,
A one track heart is what he searches for,
All else is quickly discarded by his holy desire,
Love and pride locked in a battle for life,
Choosing is our most important task.

But, Grace is a beautiful sound,
That comes from each breath of God,
When I draw breath each day,
I am reminded of my life’s source,
The reminder of where my home is,
My heart found by perfect love,
My life held in Grace’s hands.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A Reflection on Psalm 148

March 10, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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When everything is right in my world,
My desire is to find ways to give thanks,
When I run out of words, God finds more,
It’s the sound of eternity in my ears,
That finds new praise words every day.

Every created thing is designed for praise,
A word of encouragement from a friend,
My glimpse of the sun’s rays each morning,
The constant steady love of my wife,
The daily provision of every daily need,
All this and more are praiseworthy.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A Reflection on Psalm 150

March 9, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Abundance is what I give thanks for,
God’s goodness overflows into my life,
Now I struggle to have enough words,
To fully express my love for God,
Whatever I can lay my hands on,
I will use to declare my love for God,
I will give God all I have,
My heart committed to his plans,
My undivided attention the first requirement,
Formed from my desire for God’s eternal love,
Life begins and ends with God’s praise,
I love adding my voice to love’s response.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A Reflection on Psalm 149

March 8, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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All my old excuses are gone,
My life is about putting God first,
Making him the centre of everything,
And, celebrating this loudly.

I will use anything I can,
To offer God all that I have,
This will be my reward for trusting,
Justice will stop hate in its tracks,
I will face the hate with courage,
Returning glares with love,
That cut deep into the the liar’s heart.

This becomes his death sentence,
After he lives a life of disappointment,
He will die with anger on his lips,
But, this is not my future,
I have learned my song’s words well,
Everyday celebrating the sheer delight,
That comes from knowing God’s rest.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A Reflection on Psalm 147

March 7, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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My deepest joy has been discovered,
It takes all my most painful memories,
And leaves them with yesterday,
Today I will begin with praise,
Assured that God remembers to love me,
Not one part of me is unloved,
Opposition to this love will be ended,
As God asserts his unfailing care,
To the one who trusts completely in him.

The self importance of arrogance,
Has little to say to God,
He only listens to his own words,
And they don’t impress God,
God is interested in those who remember,
When each day is started with him,
And, then completed with praise.

Every day is a reminder of God’s care,
It begins with the first rays of light,
Seen from an earth born from love,
Appreciated by the gift of understanding,
Transformed by truth’s first concern,
Lived in the Rhythm of grace,
Healing the broken spirits,
Of those who seek to discover,
God’s loving open word,
Spoken me each day.

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Leadership and Liminality

March 7, 2016 by Chris Gribble

About 18 months ago at the end of a retreat I was told that I was in a liminal space. These words came after sharing my story with a group of trusted friends and letting them reflect back to me some of their impressions.

I received their thoughts when much of what I thought I would be leading was gone and I was unsure of what the next step forward would be. There was a period of time when the only productive task that I completed each day was to pick up a load of free mulch that was provided by our electricity company, load it in the boot of our car and spread around our yard. I felt a huge achievement when I got one area of the front yard covered. This was the result of a continuous small effort day after day. In terms of achievements I wasn’t exactly climbing huge mountains.

It was during this time that I questioned if I had anything of value to offer to anyone. My eldest daughter still tells me today that that she was the only person in our family that was employed.

I then came across an article from Harvard Business Review that talked about leadership in liminal times. It began by explaining the term liminal:

The liminal term comes from Arnold van Gennep, the Belgian anthropologist who first outlined the common patterns in how cultures mark transitions from one human state to another (for example, from adolescence to adulthood). In his 1909 book The Rites of Passage he described three stages of separation from one world and entry into another. The liminal (or threshold) stage is central
(HBR)

During my period of liminality I couldn’t see a way forward. The best I could do was to know that, “the way behind had closed”. My life script had been altered in a way that I didn’t expect. I had a picture of how I expected life would work out and it didn’t happen that way.

Firstly I realised I was wrong.

I Thought

I thought that I was strong,
I thought that anything was possible,
All I needed to do,
Was to believe enough in myself,
And, it could be done.

I thought that I was in control,
I thought that I determined my future,
All I needed to do,
Was to have enough things,
And, my world was secure.

I was wrong.

This was one of the key discoveries I have made in slightly more than 50 years of living. Admitting that I was wrong, and that I was not in control gave incredible freedom to begin to contemplate the possibilities for the future.

Commenting l on van Gennep’s work, anthropologist Victor Turner explained it as “a moment when those being moved in accordance with a cultural script were liberated from normative demands…. In this gap between ordered worlds almost anything may happen.”

The word “liminal” comes from the Latin word limens, meaning literally, “threshold.” A liminal space, the place of transition, waiting, and not knowing is:

…a unique spiritual position where human beings hate to be but where the biblical God is always leading them. It is when you have left the tried and true, but have not yet been able to replace it with anything else. It is when you are finally out of the way. It is when you are between your old comfort zone and any possible new answer. If you are not trained in how to hold anxiety, how to live with ambiguity, how to entrust and wait, you will run…anything to flee this terrible cloud of unknowing.
– Richard Rohr

The “threshold” was a terrible place to have to wait at because none of my old excuses worked. There was nothing to hide behind, only the certainty that all my old protections were gone.

Secondly being wrong is not the final word.

For a while I had nothing to lead. But, then slowly I again took on some life responsibility. This was firstly for my family. There was much that I had neglected during my pre-liminal and liminal period that required my attention. I remember one day looking into the backyard and being surprised by the young man playing cricket in the backyard, it was my son. But, I had missed some important growing that had gone unnoticed by me.

In some of the most important places I had left a gaping hole that could not be fixed in an instant. There are some wounds that are bit like Humpty Dumpty’s predicament, “all the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again”. For me the coming back together was in a very different shape from what we had before.

Then, slowly I felt creativity begin to reemerge. Ideas began surfacing. Most of them totally impractical but I began allowing myself to dream again. This began my pathway back to believing that there was some hope.

Thirdly be ready for hope to emerge.

What does hope look like?

Smiles that start in my heart,
Songs that I feel in my stomach,
Shadows that cool the harsh light,
Rainbows where I know the end is close,
Dreams that are doused with love,
Ideas that are bigger than me,
Calling that knows my name.

This period was marked by a lot of uncertainty. I found it difficult to plan anything because I had no idea of what was to be next. And, because I believed I had been so wrong I hesitated to make any decision in case it ended being more disastrous than what I had just done. But, hope wouldn’t allow uncertainty to have the final word.

One of the most valuable activities was to have a retreat day with my wife. It was a day of silence, listening and talking. It led us to a discerning of the path forward for us. This discerning didn’t mean there was an immediate transformation but it did allow me to hold the liminal tension a little more easily. For me this day was the beginning of seeing the way forward but there was still a lot of uncertainty yet to come.

As hope returned new leadership opportunities emerged. I began to see any possibility with a new humility. The arrogance of self sufficiency was clearly shown to me to be an illusion. As Dickens says so well in “The Tale of Two Cities”,

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way”.
I am able to look to that liminal period as a significant marker in my life. It’s still very close and maybe the way forward is still emerging. But, as David Whyte says, it’s during these times that transformation can begin. That without some despair, or destruction something new cannot emerge.

There are three gems that I have picked up during this time,

  1. Admit where things went wrong.
  2. Recognise that this is not the final word.
  3. Look for hope to emerge.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Leadership, Spirituality

Leadership and the Psalms – Part one

March 7, 2016 by Chris Gribble

Note: I have used “he” when describing the leader in the third person. This was not meant to be exclusive but chosen because much of this post is written in the first person. Because I am a male I thought it would be best if this was consistent in the post. My apologies for the limitations of language to adequately convey the non gender tone I desired.)

Over the past year I have been finding myself in the Psalms by making the Psalmist’s prayers my prayers. I have sought to find God’s and my own voice as I have rewritten them in my own words. My methodology wasn’t correctly exegetical in anyway and I think sometimes the reader may have difficulty in recognising the original Psalm. While rewriting the Psalms I have discovered some great personal truths as I have travelled with the Psalmist and his journey of love, justice, rest, God, faithfulness, betrayal, disappointment and the rest of the gamut of human experience.

Because of its length I will divide this essay into two sections. This first section will cover my exploration of my first two themes about leadership and the Psalms. They are as follows:

  1. Leadership and loneliness.
  2. Leadership and disappointment

Then in Part Two I will explore the following two themes:

  1. Leadership and rest.
  2. Leadership and courage.

The first two themes will explore some of the shadows that accompany leadership and then in part two it will look at the places where there is light.

The reason why most of the Psalms are written is because leadership is tough. The psalmist is usually facing a situation that is very difficult and often feels like it’s beyond his control. Prayer is the way that he is able to work out the way forward in his understanding of the situation in the context of belonging to God.

My key points in this post flow from the understanding that leadership can be difficult. As I have written my own versions of the Psalms I have sometimes reflected on my leadership experiences and empathised with the Psalmist and his leadership journey. The words that have emerged in my versions of the Psalms have come from my heart as I have found myself in his prayers.

As the themes emerged in my writing of the Psalms new words were brought to me each day as I uncovered a prayer in my heart for that day. One of the most confronting themes for me was that of betrayal, where those who I thought would be there in a crisis didn’t turn up and even worse I watched as they turned their backs on me. Disappointment is that knowing I was deserted and then seeing those people becoming my most vehement critics. This is often the leader’s lonely path and one that we know was experienced by David who is one of the main psalmists.

The second theme that I will write about in this section is that of disappointment. Disappointment emanates from a sense not belonging and the often hurtful discovery of this can be transformative. I felt one of my deepest hurts when I was told that I didn’t belong to something that I helped create. Although this rejection was deeply painful the experience was also the start of something transformative in my life. This is the nature of opposition that is often firstly painful before it becomes transforming that every leader will face and then need to decide how to respond to.

1. Leadership is lonely.

There are some really tough lonely conversations that the leader will have as he leads. Most literature on communication and leadership is about the way the leader speaks to those he leads but the leader is also required to listen to those around him. These conversations when tinged with betrayal and accusation can bring a sense of separation leading to a despairing loneliness.

All of us desire a deep connection with another person, when it happens it’s a discovery of that place where we we truly belong. In my versions of the Psalms I have often referred to that sense of belonging as, “home”. Loneliness is that place that makes us seek out togetherness and brings us to where we desire home above all else. As I wrote Psalm 143 I was recognising the gift of togetherness with God when compared to an angry outburst I had recently faced where the person’s aim was to lash out and hurt me.

As I watched this person’s anger reflected in his words and eyes I felt that deep disappointment of a betrayed trust that any such outburst brings. To help deal with this I sought God’s mercy, one version of this Psalm starts it with, “Lord, hear my prayer”. This is every person’s desire, we want to be heard. One of the leader’s most important tasks is to hear the voice of others but sometimes in the midst of that it can be difficult to find a place where he is heard.

Psalm 143
Mercy is my heart’s cry today,
This morning your gift is its sweet words,
I allow only these words to fill me,
My dear enemy spews constant hate,
His cold eyes that have dark souls,
Drawing me into their emptiness,
Wanting to see me cling to false hope,
I feel the pain of disappointment,
The desert of loneliness,
When what was important,
Was too easily discarded for a trinket.

These words came to me as I considered the encounter in which I experienced vehement opposition that spilled over to become very personal statement about me. At first I was surprised by what I saw in the person’s eyes because I expected the gift of friendship. This was replaced by words that sought to drive me away. I was shocked that something so special as the deep connection I thought we had could be betrayed so easily by the other person.

This took me to the place of loneliness, where my prayers to God were for mercy. I was seeking a sense of togetherness and this was now lost in this relationship. Loneliness brought about by being told I didn’t belong was a haunting hurt that required mercy’s voice to speak to me in a more loving way. This emerged from Psalm 143 and many other Psalms that have found me in that alone place.

2. Leadership is disappointing

Disappointment makes us reconsider reality, and question what we thought was secure. It can help us reconsider our sometimes too generous assessment of the loyalty of others. It can bring us back to a more realistic truthful assessment of the motivations of others.

I can be overly optimistic about the intentions of others and loyal without the common sense of wisdom. This has led to deep disappointments when this loyalty has not been repaid in the way that I thought it would to be. I was guilty of making a deep emotional commitments that were never going to be reciprocated. In hindsight I should have seen the signs that betrayal was inevitable and been wiser in what I allowed my heart to be open to.

For me disappointment and opposition often come together to create a sense of overwhelmingness. When the opposition mounts I know I can feel quite besieged. Inundated by the words that are often carefully chosen to bring the maximum hurt I have recoiled into a state of numbness born from disappointment.

Psalm 43
Disappointment is a constant companion,
Opposition seems to dog every step,
Love isn’t my natural response,
To those who use confusion as their weapon,
Even those my own side are difficult,
Saying one thing but doing another,
They should be sticking up for me,
But, they are blocking my light,
I can’t see a way forward,

What will I do?

I think my best response to disappointment comes out of Psalm 142. I know that I have not always wanted to make love my first response but this was not right. I have discovered It is to whom I give my love that is important and will help shed light on the way forward. Making God my first love has helped me to be better able to love others.

I won’t depend on anyone now,
Except my God’s love,
Too many disappointments have come,
These seek to overwhelm me,
The powerful destruction of divided attention,
Is what slowly destroys love’s desire.

This world is always going to give its share of disappointments. Plans will not work out as we anticipated, people will be disloyal, we will be told we don’t belong. Each of us will experience these disappointments in our own way but one of life’s guarantees is all of us will experience it.

I know that when the disappointments have inundated me I have responded with uncertainty and by withdrawing. But, as I have sought God first and my attention has become less divided I have found the deep hurt of disappointment is able to be understood and then used as a transformative tool.

Leadership is a transformative task that requires the leader to work out their disappointments. Being let down is a part of the deal but as I learn to give my undivided attention I am better able to serve those who share a sense of togetherness in a task or common goal.

On the other other side of disappointment comes the possibility of transformation. Often what lies before has to be taken away before real change can happen. The leader’s task is to take up that disappointment and bring the group together with an undivided attention.

I finished Psalm 142 in this way:

My heart longs for a shared intentions,
The love of God above all things,
Lost in the maze of endless distraction,
But, I am brought home by trust in God,
Despairing of any loyalty,
My cry for help is heard,
Instead of pain I seek out the goodness,
That my God has given me.

Conclusion

Excerpt from “Monet Refuses the Operation”
by Lisel Mueller, from Second Language
if only you could see
how heaven pulls earth into its arms
and how infinitely the heart expands
to claim this world, blue vapour without end.

In the worst moments of my leadership journey I have wanted to disappear into a vacuum of nothingness. But, with a wife and four children and responsibilities crowding in from every direction this is not always possible.

What saved me was being able to take the time to step back from my circumstances. I was able to gain some perspective about my own loneliness and the deep disappointments that have come my way. I write this knowing that I have lived a privileged life that many people in this world would envy yet I still experience this deep yearning for what I believe is possible in the way that we work and live together. Writing my own version of the Psalms enabled me to pull the earth into the arms of heaven. The exploration of this world is expansive with increasing possibility that only expands my leadership capacity further as I bring God into the conversation.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Leadership, Mentoring, Spirituality

A reflection on Andrei Rublev’s Trinity

March 6, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Voice, flesh and breath meeting,
Lovingkindness sitting at humanity’s table,
Their gaze honouring eternity’s loyalty,
Sharing together the cup that is humanity’s gift.

Seated with them but looking to home,
The cup is handed to me,
My friends have filled it completely,
Showing the fullness of their welcome,
My first quenched forever,
Lovingkindness from the life stream of trust.

My heart longs for this table,
Where love’s eternal gaze is fixed on me,
Understanding hope is made complete,
When living in perfect fellowship,
My flesh becoming all that is desired,
When my three close friends first met,
Opening their hearts to me,
So now I could share this table with them.

Brokenness invited to join perfection,
Humbly gazes at each beautiful face,
Thankfulness is my deepest prayer,
Each grasping word accepted with Grace,
Belonging comes as a gift to me,
At that table with my place set forever.

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Where is God

March 5, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Joining Spirit and action,
Soul and work,
Heart and calling.

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Private: The Lightest Touch – Davide Whyte

March 4, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Good poetry begins with
the lightest touch,
a breeze arriving from nowhere,
a whispered healing arrival,
a word in your ear,
a settling into things,
then like a hand in the dark
it arrests your whole body,
steeling you for revelation.

In the silence that follows
a great line
you can feel Lazarus
deep inside
even the laziest, most deathly afraid
part of you,
lift up his hands and walk toward the light.

– David Whyte

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Renewal – A Cinquain

March 3, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Renewal
Hopeful, intimacy.
Forming ,feeling, loving.
Recovering what was,
Healed.

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The Field – Time to Rest

March 2, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Ploughed unceasingly,
It could no longer produce,
The crop required of its soil.

The field was left to fend for itself
Left – To creation’s care.
It held no value,
For those who believed they knew,
The purpose for what the field was intended.

Creation’s care appeared haphazard,
Planned out of chaos,
And, the result seemed worthless.
Worthless weeds, choking plants,
Thorny bristles repelling intruders.

It’s deeply furrowed landscape,
Slowly transformed,
By the storms with their floods of rain,
By the wind with its dusty blast.

From it’s mess of weeds and thorns
A fledgling took flight,
From its home where each year,
New life would come.

Creation’s plan in place again,
Time to rest,
Life continues in the way it was always intended.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

The Art of Forgiveness

March 1, 2016 by Chris Gribble

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.
Don’t try to see through the distances.
That’s not for human beings.
Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty & frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Rumi

I recently spend a few weeks in Asia with my wife looking after an orphanage for children with HIV. We were accompanied by one other person, a close friend that we have known for many years. Our days were quite long. Starting at around 5am and often not finishing till 10pm or later. As time went on we all became increasingly tired.

At about the 10th day the tiredness had developed into irritations at things we all normally would overlook. Finally the irritation expressed itself in words and tone – specifically my words and my tone. Neither of which were helpful to anyone. Immediately as the words escaped my mouth I could see that I had inflicted pain on my dear friend.

My wife was quick to let me know that I was out of line. I said to her that I would apologise to try to rectify things.

As we were walking along together with the kids I went up to my friend and said these words, “ I am sorry. But, you have been doing this (I named my irritation) the whole time”.

As an apology it fell far short of providing healing words. On reflection and judging by the further tears invoked by my apology I could see that they had done more damage than good.

After giving us a bit more space I attempted again to talk to my friend this time with some more carefully chosen words. This time they were more helpful in healing the damage that I had inflicted earlier. What was even better was that we created a new level of openness in our relationship.

Forgiveness is a part of daily life. Every day we have to make choices about what we do with the inconsistencies, in considerations, failures and shortcomings of those around us. We also need to work out what we do with those things we find within ourselves.

One thing that is evident in most people is there is a level of restlessness in our souls. This expresses itself in the unsettledness that many people have in their circumstances but I believe is pointing to a deeper yearning that we all have.

Hugh Prather says that the root meaning of the verb, “to forgive” is to “let go”. He says that when we consider forgiveness in this way it becomes a “restful activity”. I think that this is the balm that we are looking to heal the wounds that life inflicts upon all of us.

Parker Palmer in a recent article in On Being reiterates the actions that come from not being able to work out our pain. He writes, “Violence is what happens when we don’t know what to do with our suffering”. The only way that we know how to deal with our own unforgiveness is to pass our own suffering onto others.

Ellen Bass expresses the healing path beautifully in her poem, Mules of Love,

Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.

To conclude I would like to offer my own reflection on my actions on that day when I allowed my irritation to surface. I have immersed myself in the Psalms over the past year and sought to make them my prayers. The day after my outburst I came to Psalm 116 and this was the prayer that emerged from my reading of that Psalm.

Psalm 116

Forgiveness is my constant request Lord,
In a brief moment I chose death words,
That sought to see the worst,
In an instant anger took over,
Leaving deep hurt in its wake.

In the midst of this I cried for forgiveness,
I look to God for healing,
Seeking kindness to replace the anger,
Turning sadness into tears of laughter,
Lies are the hurtful twisting of truth,
That are spat out by venom’s tongue,
Seeking to separate my Spirit from God’s,
Looking for an opportunity for Death’s victory.

Today I will look for life’s words,
Seeking to restore the hope that begun,
Not allowing death to wreak destruction,
Looking to belong again after destroyed trust,
I will seek the goodness that belongs to me,
The rest that comes from loving deeply,
Giving daily thanksgiving to God,
For his abundant life giving words,
That are my hope for restoration.

I found in the last stanza the rest that comes from forgiveness that Prather talks about. The wounds inflicted required me to bring a different voice to our conversation that sought to discover the beauty in my dear friend. The conversation that ensued was one that brought a new level of honesty and a renewed capacity to care for each other.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Personal, Spirituality

A Reflection on Psalm 135

March 1, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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Deafness is this world’s worst illness,
Every day God shouts out his glory,
But, history repeats over and over,
God evidence is in every part of creation,
Yet arrogance still believes its own lies,
Thinking he will overcome God’s plan for me.

My experience tells me God is working,
Human’s shaking their puny fists are losers,
They always succumb to His will,
Their angry shouting has no effect on God’s plan,
God’s magnificence is not dimmed by hate.

Arrogance seeks to create fear in my heart,
Desiring to see me fail so he feels better,
He seeks support for his outbursts of hate,
Explosions of venom stinging those close by.

Then Truth emerges from the fray,
Trust is restored by God’s comfort,
Hate is muzzled by Grace’s kind words,
Life is restored in their sweet sounds,
Drawing fresh breath after a long run,
The finish line is clear – waiting to be crossed.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

A Reflection on Psalm 117

February 29, 2016 by Chris Gribble

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This morning’s first word is. “Praise”,
Everyone and everything should praise God,
Why? Because, he is with us forever!
There is no end to his love,
Praise is knowing this truth,
Praise is the words of belonging,
Shouted out in its celebration.

Filed Under: Going Deeper, Quotes

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