I came
across some words this week that spoke to where I am as I try to live into the nightmare
that is our lives today—they were words I’ve heard hundreds of times over the last 30 or so years—they are words
that could even be a prayer for this time
I certainly found myself reciting
them over and over again – turning them over in my mind.
They are words that you
also might know—especially if you came of age in the late 1980’s—some of you
will scowl at them but for some of you they might be poignant and maybe even
prayer.
They might
have even been words that Mary and Martha might have uttered as Lazarus
continued to get sicker and sicker---- words that they shouted to the heavens
as death crept closer to their doors and Jesus was nowhere to be found.
They are an anthem that the psalmist might have uttered –as he waited for God to act.
They are words
that were part of a popular song of those times--- they are words of yearning—yearning for something
different, yearning for something better but something not yet realized.
These are
the words
But I still
haven’t found what I’m looking for — Recognize them?
They are
the words of the popular band U2 words
I still
haven’t found what I’m looking for—has seeped into my prayers this week —as I’ve
look for but some bit of solace and
peace as life continues to swirl out of control and it’s hard to find a place just to take a
breath.
I still haven’t found what I’m looking they have been
my prayer when I don’t know what to do or how to respond when I am not sure whether
I am making the right decisions about this or that.
I still haven’t
found what I’m looking—has been a prayer of frustration— of yearning for something
else but not getting it. A prayer of frustration with the way things
are when I’m powerless to change them.
It’s been a
prayer of expectation. It’s been a prayer
of yearning for something better— it’s been a prayer of hope even for just a scrap thrown from the table -just a little something
better than the present.
I still
haven’t found what I’m looking for are words I’ve uttered again and again—in
frustration in confusion and in anger, I
realized that they are also words of faith that even in frustration, or chaos or confusion they are words that drive me to my knees and
words that turn my thoughts to the heavens—they are words inviting God again into the chaos or the frustration or the
confusion—
The Gospels
show us a Jesus--- a God who can and
will speak into the death and chaos that swirl around us.—the Gospels show us that God will raise up life and goodness from
the chaos and from death.
I still
haven’t found what I’m looking for but I’m banking that at this moment Jesus is
speaking words into the chaos and will raise up in us something that we need
for this day.
AMEN
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