tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12885898.post4128376082588271821..comments2023-07-07T10:05:07.005-05:00Comments on Kairos CoMotion Lectionary Dialogue: Psalm 126Wesley Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12667397352740469966noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12885898.post-20990001000029916902011-12-07T10:52:30.688-06:002011-12-07T10:52:30.688-06:00Thanks, Tom - it plays well both these ways and so...Thanks, Tom - it plays well both these ways and some others. The trick is to be able to pull the appropriate play out for a given situation.<br /><br />Our past helps us know a bit about categories and styles of prayer that might be helpful and to shape what might be prayed about in a current context. It also is the stuff of which dreams are made and idealized/idolized beyond its initial reality.<br /><br />Our future is but a dream that begins to take shape as we pray/act it into today.<br /><br />The interaction between prayer and dream continues, background now and now foreground. Likewise with being bound or freed by our experiences of the past or fantasies of the future. And yet again with abiding awhile or traveling on.<br /><br />I do like the shift you made with:<br /> Tears become weeping.<br /> Blessing becomes joy.<br /><br />Hope you heard my postlept laughter to your proleptian assertion.<br /><br />WesleyWesley Whitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12667397352740469966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12885898.post-24174971966935100312011-12-07T10:35:23.764-06:002011-12-07T10:35:23.764-06:00How does it play, this way
(with much gratitude an...How does it play, this way<br />(with much gratitude and apology, Wesley,<br />for "response" is always much easier than "call"):<br /><br />****<br /><br />We <b>pray</b> we have been restored before.<br />We <b>dream</b> we will be restored again.<br /> (If we have not been restored before,<br /> the dream becomes a nightmare)<br /><br />Advent <b>prays for</b> fulfillments prior.<br />Advent <b>dreams of</b> fulfillment on its way.<br /> (Has any of my life really mattered?<br /> and if it hasn't, may it yet?)<br /><br />We live beyond our <b>future</b>.<br />We live before our <b>past</b>.<br /> (An ancient Greek perspective saw our past spread out before us<br /> as we moved backwards into an unknown future)<br /><br />Tears became <b>weeping</b>.<br /><b>Blessing becomes joy</b>.<br /> (A few tears become weeping;<br /> blessing comes unsought, unexpected: joy follows)<br /><br />And so we stand, past <b>free</b>.<br />And so we stand, future <b>bound</b>.<br /> (After all, NOW is an open moment, free,<br /> except for what is still, NOW, unresolved, which our future binds us to resolve)<br /><br />We mourn <b>having to move on</b>.<br />We laugh <b>being stuck here</b>.<br /> ("Get it right and hold it" is the ultimate idolatry, no one is exempt;<br /> but after all, we know how to negotiate our particular briar patch)<br /><br />When?<br /><b>Already and not yet. We are prolepts</b>.<br /> (Advent is hell. We are in hell;<br /> Advent is heaven, we are in heaven)<br /><br />T.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com