Buscamos inspiração na pessoa de Jesus para fazermos a nossa jardinagem do espírito. Ele foi o jardineiro por excelência. Soube cultivar as sementes da fé para produzirem plantas que fornecem abrigo e sustento. Este blog é um esforço para fazer a nossa jardinagem das passagens bíblicas à luz de Jesus que é digno de servir como nosso modelo.
Convidamos os leitores a aprenderem com ELE e fazerem a sua própria jardinagem.
sexta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2016
DUST AND THE SLEEP OF DEATH
You turn people back to dust,
saying, “Return to dust, you mortals.”
You sweep people away in the sleep of death—
they are like the new grass of the morning:
In the morning it springs up new,
but by evening it is dry and withered.
Psalm 90.3, 5-6 (read Psalm
I am old and will turn 86 on May 2nd if I
get that far. I feel the realty that all comes to an end. Nothing lasts forever.
But I'm happy. I was once only dust, and even that was a privilege. I didn’t
ask to become me, but it happened and I’m glad. I don’t know how long it will
last, but while I’m here I’m trying to cultivate wisdom.
I’ve learned that the beginning of wisdom is to know
that I don’t know. In my very early years I thought that there were final
answers to life’s questions. In my first year of primary school I thought that
whoever graduated from a university knew everything. When I finally graduated,
I realized I was still just beginning to learn.
Yet, when I got religion at the age of 16 I was taught
that the religious “truths” of the holiness movement of which I was a part were
absolute and unchanging. In my religious naivety I thought that our movement was
the most correct of them all, that we had all the answers and could explain
everything. This closed system of thought became my defense before the great
mystery of life. I wanted to feel safe and secure. I needed a
"shield" to protect me from uncertainty. At first, I did not realize
that this “shield” was also protecting me from truth. As time passed and my
world expanded the shield became too heavy to bear and slowly I lowered it and
started a new stage of growth.
Fortunately I've always been curious, wanting to see
ahead of the bend in the road ahead and to go beyond the horizons. One road
would lead me to other roads and new horizons kept appearing. I discovered that
there are no definitive answers, not even in the "exact sciences." We
cannot see as far as the end of the universe or reach the center of an atom,
let alone prove a philosophy or even the existence of God. Everything is
mystery. Whoever claims to have the answers is living a delusion.
Wisdom has taught me to live with and enjoy the Great Mystery.
To enjoy eating bread and butter, I do not need to know how a black cow can eat
green grass and produce white milk which makes yellow butter. We use domestic
and electronic devices without understanding the technology behind them. Nature
is infinitely more complex, and we are ignorant of the forces operative in it.
Wisdom seeks to live in harmony with its forces, knowing that they are
manifestations of the great mystery which many call "God", and others
don’t try to give it a name.
To be wise is to revere the mystery of the natural
order and to live in harmony with it. In the Psalms we find a spirituality
which makes confident statements and asks many questions but does not try to
When I see a beautiful sunset I am delighted with the
beauty of the sun as it approaches the horizon and disappears. Each day its
color combination is different from the evenings before. “Beautiful”, I think, "There
I go! Hopefully my twilight will be as beautiful!" Then I remember the
words at the beginning of Psalm 90: "Lord, you have been our dwelling
place throughout all generations." I feel that I am in the hands of the Great
Mystery that brought me to be who I am and has conserved me thus far. I feel
that the twilight of earthly life is as beautiful as its dawning and that I
will always be in the hands of the eternal, without beginning or end. The
Psalmist speaks of the “sleep of death”. Death may be a going to sleep here and
a waking up in some other reality.