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Jan
27th , 2008
Dark
Times for Starting New Ministry
Rev.
Philip Cable
I think our God is the kind of Loving parent that just adores when her
children come to her and ask ‘Mommy, please tell me about my birth.’
‘Tell me how it all started, and then tell me about life and what
to expect from it, where it’s likely to take me.’ ‘Please
tell me! I know you told me before, but please tell me again.’
I believe that God can’t wait for this kind of request and is delighted
to snuggle into a cozy rocking chair with us and start the story.
Well it all starts in the huge warm ocean of the womb. All your parts
started coming together there and growing into the shape and tools that
you would need for your great journey here on earth. Everything you would
need for your unique life was provided, and fed, and nurtured so you could
start to grow. And you really liked it in there at first, you danced to
the rhythm of my heart beat and after a while your dancing turned into
kicking, at first just playful like, but then it got sort of intense,
insistent. I think you decided this ocean was too small, and you began
to kick hard against the shores and before we knew what was happening
the damn broke and out you came into a new set of currents and flow, accept
this was a sea of air. It was in that moment, that instant, when you emerged
from the water of the womb into the sea of the air that I sent a dove
down to perch on you shoulder. A peace dove, and it sat there for just
the slightest moment cooing in your ear; ‘You are my beloved child!’
Then it changed into the most beautiful glittering gold dust and as you
gasped and filled your lungs with your first breath it was sucked all
the way down into your belly, and it moved from there into every cell
and fiber of your being. It is still there, most of the time it just waits.
When things get tough or you get frightened or distracted by the great
sea of the air it waits and it longs for you to stop, breath deeply as
you did as an infant and listen for its soothing song.
For here, here in ‘the sea of the air’ many new adventures
await you. There is much to learn, great diversity to observe and explore
and wonder about. Most of all there are many noises and distractions to
keep you from hearing and feeling the cooing song of your inner peace
dove. But do not worry, ‘fear not’ that dove is present and
persistent. In fact so persistent that it will convince you, will even
trick and connive you if it must to drive you out into dry places, dessert
places, even harsh places. This may sound cruel at first, but this inner
part of your being knows there is a different kind of muscle or tool that
needs to develop within you. It’s been there all along; you just
haven’t needed it yet, haven’t observed it, and haven’t
worked at developing it to its full potential. Just as in exercise your
body muscles need something to push against to develop, to become and
stay toned, so too your spiritual muscle or spiritual ear needs a resisting
force to push against to fully develop or tone itself.
To fully strengthen it so it can affectively assist you in fulfilling
your unique life’s purpose, travel your required journey, fully
explore your corner of ‘the sea of air’ and help others fully
explore, wonder about and claim theirs. (Harper, ‘Water into Wine')
These resisting forces, obstacless to push against are often called demons
or temptations, and they come in many shapes and disguises. Don’t
fool yourself child, everyone faces them. Everyone is given the gift to
push against in one and more often than not many ways. And the dove will
lovingly drive us back into desert places time and again until we have
received the profound gift maturing and toning these spiritual muscles
or ears.
If you are wise you will find trusted friends to share what they have
learned in pushing against there demons and temptations. But be aware,
most will probably be very cautious to talk about their personal demons
or wilderness experience. Many will try to deny such opposing forces in
their lives. Again, don’t let this frighten you. Persist, and with
the doves help you will find those who will join you on this great spiritual
task, those who will guide and accompany you along The Way.
You may grow to enjoy the routine of the gymnasium of the desert. The
exercises may grow as comfortable as old socks. But even the best made
socks wear out my child. And the time comes, like the breaking of the
womb dam, when the newly developed tools must be put to their work. For
even a spiritual tool must be used or it will go flabby. ‘Use it
or loose it.’ This is an unalterable law of Creation.
You will know the time. A friend or loved one will get the message to
you. Often, they will let you know they are in trouble. The powers and
principalities of this physical earth are threatening to imprison them,
maybe even threatening to remove their head. There will be dark times,
dark long nights that may stretch into years, decades, centuries where
it seems that the original message, ‘You are my beloved child’
that deep inner peace can never return, justice will never prevail, the
forces that press against us will seem destined to crush us. Yes even
my precious gift of life to you and your neighbours throughout creation
may seem in peril. It is in these darkest of dark times that you will
finally know:
This is the time for your ministry to begin.
This is the time you were sent for.
This is the time to reach out your hand,
the time to let others in.
This is the time to let your heart break,
the time to cry from the depth of your soul.
This is the time to teach a new dance step.
This is the time to sing a new song.
This is the time to serve up a new dish.
This is the time to lengthen your table.
This is the time to turn to your neighbour
listen with care and hear of their pain.
This is the time to die to your temper,
open new doors embracing all shame.
This is the time to spell out my teachings.
This is the time to sing out my praise.
This is the time to point toward my justice,
Right all relations and honour my days.
Philip Cable, Jan. 27, 2008
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