Showing posts with label Creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creation. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

practice makes perfect

"My generation is a practical generation, and I am challenged by my faith to be a practical person. Don't get me wrong: I love all verbal and theological things: story, theology, politics, and history, perhaps even inordinately.

But I believe in places. I believe that relationships, rooted in love, transform us. And it just so happens that most lasting human relationships are formed around the table." 

This is how Jeremy John begins his guest post on Tony Campolo's blog, Red Letter Christians. Jeremy writes on The Table is the Microcosm of a Practical Faith. After reading it, I realized it might as well have been written by me on this blog (although it might not have been as well-written). So, I'm sharing (stealing?) it.

Jeremy expands the theology of Eucharist beyond...well...theology. He calls us to see Eucharist in times when "the ordinary is made sacred." It is an embodied meal in more ways than one.
"The Eucharist gathers us at particular place, with a particular people, to eat particular food(s) together. While we believe theologically that Christ is present at the table with us, the Eucharist is more about what you do than what you believe...
...You may have guessed by now that I do not limit the Eucharist to Sunday morning. I believe that all of the foods we eat at our tables are sacred: not through their essential nature, but through the relationships that they represent: relationships between farmers and communities, relationships between food and bodies, food and the earth, and farms and our ecosystem."
And here's the kicker:
"Our tables are a microcosm of the way we live out our faith."
I love what Jeremy does by tying in not only the table fellowship, but the practical nature of meals: how we produce, harvest, distribute, buy, and consume food, as well as the relationships between all of the different parties involved (including creation).

And if the table is the primary place of practice for our faith, then we must ask: What does how we eat, including all of those practical concerns I just mentioned, say about our faith? It might be easier for us to determine how our faith would/could/should impact our lives, but what does our practice say about our faith? What does it say about my faith that I rarely eat with someone of a different cultural or ethnic identity? What does it mean that I view food as a commodity rather than a necessity? What does it say about my faith that I get buy what I want rather than what was fairly traded or organically grown or whatever...

So the next time you sit down at a table, ask yourself (as I will ask myself): Where did this food come from? Were those involved in its production and preparation fairly compensated? Am I willing to "bless the hands that prepared it"...and mean it? Who am I eating with? Who am I not eating with? Is my eating this meal actually taking opportunity for food away from others?
And - ultimately - what does how I practice a meal of the embodied Christ say about me as a person of faith, and my embodiment of Christ in my life?

Sunday, April 22, 2012

it's compost time?


It's compost time!

...I hope.

I've been thinking about starting to compost for a while. I remember my grandfather had a compost pile near his garden in the backyard, and we'd carry out leftover foods and scraps after meals. At Wadmalaw (see last post) I was the compost champ, diligently emptying the bowl once or twice a day. As one of our hosts, Trenholm, put it, "Isn't it cool to think that you're returning it to the Mother?"

...And it is. By composting, I participate in the natural cycle of death and life, consuming and producing, eating and feeding that which feeds us. There is definitely a spirituality in this process - a deeper recognition of our connection within Creation and with other created Beings.

Apparently, it is a spirituality that Suzy does not share.

When I floated this idea to her in the car, she was...hmmm...shall we say, less-than-enthusiastic? I believe her exact answer was, "Hell no. Look at me. (Remember: I'm driving the car.) Look at me. There is no way in hell you are going to put a big pile of trash in my backyard."

And no matter how much I tried to explain the process of composting, that it wasn't really "trash," and the benefits of composting, she wasn't going to hear of it. 

Maybe I can start a pile without her noticing...



Here's some info on composting.




If you know of other information or resources, or if you have any experience with composting - good or bad - let me know!

Sunday, March 25, 2012

fifth sunday in lent

Sundays are the Christian Sabbath, a day of rest, like God's respite after the first Creation.

Sundays are always a celebration, even in the season of Lent, like the celebration of resurrection at Easter.

So today I'm going to rest and celebrate. I'm going to sit and enjoy. I'm going to make time for some relaxation and recreation, as I re-create and revive myself in the hopes that I will find new life.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

day twelve: the birds

It only took us about five minutes. This afternoon we put the seed in the bird feeder, took it outside, and hung it on a limb.

Simple. Quick. Easy.

Looking down the sidewalk in front of our house at our new birdfeeder.

Hopefully our house won't turn into this. Considering how tiny our feeder is, I doubt it will.

There's not much to today's post, because there wasn't much to today's project. But that doesn't mean that what we did wasn't important.

As we were hanging the birdfeeder, I thought of one of Jesus' sayings in the Sermon on the Mount:
"Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?" (Mt 6:26)

Ultimately, Jesus is teaching about God's provision, and therefore that we need not worry. But it's a reminder that God cares not only about us as humans, but about all of Creation.

God feeds even the birds out of love for the Creation. Maybe we should do the same.