By Lisa McMinn
“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him and he with me.” I memorized Revelation 3:20 in third grade, probably for Pioneer Girls. I heard sermons about opening my heart’s door to Jesus and liked the paintings of Jesus standing in warm yellow lamplight, knocking on a wooden door. What I don’t remember is hearing much about the eating part.
While references to eating are sprinkled throughout the Bible like a solid dusting of powdered sugar over French toast, until recently I mostly missed them, and I doubt I’m the only one. My food has pretty much always been guaranteed, so food and eating references felt inconsequential for the most part; the main point was to get our souls in order. However, for those for whom food is not guaranteed, identifying with stories of harvests, feasts, sacrifices, drought, famine, and farming is more natural. Only recently have I come to see the deeply spiritual nature of food—physical, fragrant, savory food.
As it turns out, food is both a pleasure and our salvation. We need to eat to live, and either a plant or an animal needs to die so that we can go on living. But Jesus also sustains life now, not just because of what he did in the past but because he holds all creation together (Col. 1:17). Jesus comes to us, knocks on the door, and sits down for a meal—maybe spinach salad with hazelnuts, cranberries, and feta; butternut squash ravioli with pine nuts and sage browned butter; and apple strudel for dessert. Feeding his disciples was one of the first things Jesus did after the resurrection—a breakfast of roasted fish served on the seashore by the risen Rabbi.
Eating offers a pleasurable way of communing. Unlike our family cat, Pollifax, whose diet consists of raw field mice and dry cat food eaten alone (generally with efficient gusto), eating isn’t simply a functional pleasure. We are created with potential to enter each other’s lives as we break bread together, to give and receive and enjoy pleasure as we partake in food that keeps us alive. The mystery of communion is that we eat in order to live more fully. We eat with others, with Jesus in our midst, that we might live better, love better, and be grateful.
When Protestants speak of communion, they typically mean a ceremony where bread and wine (or grape juice) are eaten and sipped to remember Christ, who sacrificed all for us. Various traditions practice communion in different ways and emphasize different elements and purposes. My own religious tribe, the Quakers, observes the sacrament of communion during quiet communal worship every Sunday rather than with elements. We work to see all moments of life as sacramental—every meal as sacred time, an encounter with God. As an observant Quaker I fail at this; every meal does not, in fact, feel like communion.
It comforts me to remember that the possibility of sharing communion with God at each meal takes place more through God’s initiation than through my ability to make it happen. Therefore I embrace the practice, however feebly, because I want to be engulfed daily in God’s love and presence, mindful of my commitments and belongingness, my shortcomings and need for reconciliation. When I pay attention, I more easily remember that life is sustained by God’s daily grace and the sacrifices that bring me food.
Today’s post is excerpted from Lisa McMinn’s book To the Table: A Spirituality of Food, Farming, and Community. pp. 21-23, Brazos Press, a division of Baker Publishing Group (Used with permission)
My husband Tom and I have just returned from one of our quarterly prayer retreats. For me this has been a much needed time of renewal and refreshment.
These last few months have not been a good season of listening for me. Much of what I have heard is distracting noise. And much of what I have seen is more pressure and work.This seeking after God is simple and ordinary, yet profound and powerful. God’s holy song is present everywhere but I have not heard it and I will not hear it unless I pause, take a deep breath, look and listen.
What is Your Response
Find a quiet place without distractions where you can sit still for a few minutes and focus on the presence of God. Take a few deep breaths in and out. Sit in the stillness of the moment and reflect back over the last few days.
What do you hear? What aspects of your days cries out to you with the voice of God? Where have you allowed the divine whispers to be drowned out by distractions?
What do you see? Does the world around glow with the divine image or is it darkened by the clutter of a busy life? Is there anything that you sense God is asking you to change.
A couple of days ago someone sent me this fascinating article about how going through a doorway wipes out memory. We move from one room to another and forget what we are looking for. It is called an event boundary. And as I return from retreat I am afraid that I have passed through a doorway that will erase my memory of the changes I intended to make in my life. Unfortunately the only solution the article had was to name what we were looking for as we move though the doorway in the hope that it will stick.
I feel I need to name my resolutions too, not just as I pass through this doorway but repeatedly. A little like the Israelites who were instructed to write the command to love God on the doorposts of their houses (Deut 6:9), so they would not forget it.
What helps me to do this is my weekly journalling practice. For years I have faithfully responded to the questions: What and I grateful for, What am I struggling with and What bears the fingerprints of God?
One of the new questions this season raises for me is: How faithful have I been to the disciplines to which I committed myself, not just in my spiritual life but in all of life? I realize that before I can take the question seriously, I need to be more intentional about the practices that will shape my life in this coming season.
I am reminded again of Pope Francis’ words
every single action of a Christian is to be a step closer and closer to God and to one’s neighbour.
The true purpose of life is the journey towards God and towards neighbours. When I am too busy, too distracted, too focused on tasks, I forget that. When I intentionally open my eyes and unstop my ears so that I truly look and listen and allow each step to take me closer to God and neighbour, the revelation is awe inspiring.
What is your response?
What doorways have you passed through that made you forget God’s intention for you? What practices help you to remember God’s commands and the purpose of your life journey? Is there a response that God is asking of you at this time?
Watch the video below and end with a time of prayer for a renewed commitment to the ways of God.
By Joy Lenton
As we continue to ponder the wonder of the resurrection of Jesus and His release from death’s steely grip, we would love our own mini-resurrections as such to be just as sudden, miraculous and breathtaking.
For the healing to be spontaneous, pain to disappear, long held hopes to be met and dreams to come true. Because sitting within the dark soil of our thorny, intractable situations, we long for release, new life to burst forth and bloom brightly.
But what if faith and change look more like a long walk of obedience in the same direction? What if simply showing up and saying a daily yes to God could precipitate alteration and heavenly celebration?
We say it is good to let go and let God, while many of us actually want Him to loose us from the chains of daily captivity – from a life-less-ordinary, unwanted circumstances, overly busy schedules, the stress and strain of our earthly existence.
In the letting go we are actually still rooted in reality, but the difference is we are trusting God for outcomes we cannot see. It’s not a resignation, a careless giving up or a turning away from those challenges. It’s a heart’s moment by moment decision to loose the hours and the future into God’s hands, to choose to trust where we cannot see, to decide to yield to His will and ways for our lives.
It’s letting our cares and concerns be looked after by our Burden-Bearer, allowing our own perceived control to go, to release stress, strain and pain to the One who gives us His perfect peace right in the midst of life’s muddles and mess.
And in the unloosing, we discover how it begins to make us free on the inside. Resurrection hope means that real freedom lies in a surrendered heart and life. Externally, life may go on as before but we are able to see things from a fresh perspective, have hope renewed, sense relief and feel at peace as our souls rejoice in the giving over to God.
Living in liberty
Sinking again into the darkness
of our self-inflicted tombs,
we often fail to see or sense God’s
presence within. He waits with patient
tenderness and deep willingness
to roll away those confining stones
which seal our hope and prevent
us living in His Light and liberty.
All God asks of us is a willing yes
as He works diligently to remove
one obstacle after another, to reveal
His great grace and unfailing desire
to be our soul’s first, true Lover,
dearest friend, guide and brother.
©JoyLenton2016
Is it easy? By no means. We lean toward God’s light while our wayward hearts tug us toward the accustomed darkness. It’s a decisive stretch in His direction, a matter of mind over matter and a wobbly walk of faith that leads to our souls rising strong.
My own heart has been down dark pathways recently as inexplicable discouragement sat heavy within. Life is so often not what we want it to be. There has been a real inner tussle and a painful deliberation to pursue peace and joy when it all seems so elusive.
But I urge you to keep looking toward the light of God’s countenance, keep pursuing Jesus for all you are worth and fight for your faith when it feels like everything around you is trying to pull you away from it.
We have our struggles because we live in a fallen world and in the here-but-not-fully-here-yet Kingdom where the enemy seeks to push us to our knees – and that’s in despair rather than prayer.
Yet we see glimpses of grace whenever we look for them. We see life and truth and beauty. We see joy in the midst of pain and hope nibbling at the edges of despair.
So if these post-Easter weeks have left you depleted, lift your weary head and remember this – God loves you so very much; you will be sustained, given strength to live with life’s challenges, hope to replace sadness, unexpected joy in dark places, and grace upon grace to become eternally whole as you are being renewed from the inside out.
by Christine Sine
I have just finished reading Lisa Graham McMinn’s new book To the Table: A Spirituality of Food, Farming and Community. This is a book well worth reading. Through the telling of stories, the sharing of recipes and the relating of her own personal journey from college professor to CSA owner, Lisa encourages us to head for our gardens, farmers markets and dining tables to learn to eat more intentionally and more prayerfully.
As a person who loves both gardening and hospitality, this book really spoke to me. It made me realize how much more I have to learn though. It is well researched and provides a rich foundation of facts about food and the systems that produce it. With its plethora of well thought out questions and reflections it is ideal for small groups, bible studies and personal reading.
My favourite quote:
Reflecting God’s image in the kitchen requires us to stop thinking about food only as body fuel and see it as one of God’s primary ways to express divine provision. And we can’t make the trade without a reverence for creation….. If food is one of God’s most abiding and daily love languages, then preparing food puts us smack dab in the center of a deeply spiritual and physical process that begins and ends in the arms of God. Once we see food as God’s loving, tangible provision, we find it in snap peas, in the freezer, the onions in the cellar, and the barley in the pantry. Working with tangible expressions of god’s love becomes holy work, good work. (pp 45, 46)
By Andy Wade –
How terrible it will be for people who call good things bad and bad things good,
who think darkness is light and light is darkness, who think sour is sweet and sweet is sour.
Isaiah 5:20 (New Century Version)
It’s easy to become overwhelmed by the chaos and confusion swirling around us. Before we realize it, we’re caught up in an emotional whirlwind. Oftentimes this whirlwind is filled with misperceptions that lead us into thinking that good is bad, and bad is good.
This can happen in our community as we strive for connected lives and flourishing neighborhoods. We encounter a problem in our community that needs to be addressed. That problem – you know what it is where you live – is causing tension and turmoil. Something has to be done!
Scratching below the surface, we discover the problem is simply a symptom of some deeper issue. And at the root of that issue we usually find people. This is where we need to focus. The creative potential of individuals and groups applied in destructive or divisive ways can manifest as major difficulties in the community. When we simply react to symptoms we fail to see where the image of God is present in the people involved. In our rush to address symptoms we easily discount, even demonize, the people behind them. When this happens, our reaction to the symptoms easily results in crushing the spark of God’s divine presence in those involved and, more often than not, results in the symptoms popping up in other forms.
Until we can slow down enough to untangle the person, the imago dei, from the issues, we risk snuffing out the “smoldering wick” in others while at the same time betraying our call as “ambassadors of reconciliation”.
There’s a weed in our yard, it’s called purslane. Although its roots are not deep, it spreads. In a fit of frustration I yank it out by its roots and, by all appearances, I’ve dealt with the problem. What I fail to realize is that, as I pulled it out, it broadcasts its seeds even further. But here’s the thing: like the dandelion in the photo above, purslane is one of the most nutritious greens in the garden!
Purslane may be a common plant, but it is uncommonly good for you. It tops the list of plants high in vitamin E and an essential omega-3 fatty acid called alpha-linolenic acid (ALA). Purslane provides six times more vitamin E than spinach and seven times more beta carotene than carrots. It’s also rich in vitamin C, magnesium, riboflavin, potassium and phosphorus.
Mother Earth News
There is a lesson in all of this, perhaps several lessons. But the one that captivates my imagination is that, in my pragmatic approach to life I can easily lose the wonder. To sit in my yard, or my neighborhood, to just sit and take it all in and marvel at its wonders, here is the beginning of wisdom. God is already present. God is already at work. Even in the most unlikely people and circumstances, God is here.
And here is my challenge for the week: Find a place where you can sit and listen, watch, and wonder.
- How might God be present even in places and people you thought were devoid of the Spirit?
- How might God already be at work?
- What would it look like to enter into that person’s life, or that situation, in a way that embraces the image and touch of God just waiting to be revealed?
By Rowan Wyatt
Rising
See the clouds as they weave in wispiness
Bobbing and waving as curtains they part
Floating white fighting the wind to open wide
A heavenly gateway opened for the beloved.
Each gathered kneeling, standing, sitting
Ringing in a human halo around the master’s hand
In tears of wonder, love and joy, each tinged
With the sadness of a loved ones loss.
The morning glow of warmed sunshine rays
Catch the salted sheen of tears and with
Ancient holy alchemy turns them diamond shining
Each shed for the home bound Messiah.
And the heavenly host proclaim the time in fanfare
Loud as angels blast their horns in triumph
As the once dead son returns to his father
And leaving the saddened throng behind to work.
Then as the curtained clouds are drawn once more
The gathered faithful stand and stare above
“Why do you stand and look to the sky”? the angels ask
In gleaming robes of eddying white shimmer.
He will come again the same way you saw him go.

The Ascension by Catherine Andrews used with kind permission
Thinking about Ascension Day may conjure up thoughts of sadness. To imagine Jesus disappearing into the clouds and going far, far away! I think about the way the disciples may have felt seeing their Master Jesus for the last time, keeping their eyes fixed on him like the last rays of the sun, until they could no longer see him, and then the message from the angels.
In John 14-17 this beautiful passage of scripture carries the voice of Jesus into how we can hold the mystery of his ascension. He promised that although he needed to return to the Father, he would be going to prepare a place for each of us. He promised to be with us through the ages, and to never forsake us. And he promised to send the Holy Spirit as our ever present Friend, Counselor and Comforter.
I find myself with Thomas in the room, a spirit crushed with the recent events of Jesus’ terrible death. He did not want to have his hopes raised only to be bitterly disappointed once again. A very special interaction took place between Thomas and Jesus, with an invitation for Thomas place his hands into the very wounds that purchased our healing and life. And a message, Stop doubting, and believe. Blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believe. John 20:24-29.
I have heard of Jesus appearing to modern day people since the day of his Ascension and giving them special graces, messages and encounters of love. For some, it has been on their death bed as a near death experience, and they have then returned to continue the fulfillment of their lives’ purpose. They have seen Jesus and been transformed powerfully through having felt his unconditional love.
Others have encountered Jesus in dreams and visions of the night, that have led to incredible conversions, miracles of healing or prophetic words for the future.
I went through a time a few years ago when I started to really desire to see Jesus in the flesh. Knowing God has no favourites, I struggled to understand why it was I did not experience what I longed for. But I came to a real fellow feeling with Thomas, and felt as though he could be a close relation. Not looking down on him from some high place, scorning his lack of faith. And then the words came to me, blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe.
There is a special blessing Jesus promised for us, who do not see and yet believe. Our spirit is with Jesus in the heavenly places – though our earthly minds cannot get to grips with it, we experience it in walking our day to day relationship with Jesus in the spirit of faith. This faith is his gift, not something we conjure up or strive for.
The moments of light, when we know we are encountering God, are true gifts, but even when we don’t see or feel, we can be completely assured and at rest in the completed work of Jesus and his resurrection power. He is faithful to the end and will not falter, no matter how the world falters, no matter how frail we sometimes feel, he has promised to never forsake us and eternally be true to us. He is in us as we are in him. And the Father loves us with the same love he has for Jesus.
The cross is the turning point of history, and the resurrection seals every promise eternally. The Ascension is his way of showing us where to look and keep our gaze focussed while we are earth bound and yet spiritual citizens. Look up. Don’t look to the left or the right, hear God’s voice saying, This is my Beloved Son, whom I love, listen to him. Look up from the daily incidences, from where we stand, look up. Keep our spiritual eyes and frame postioned upward, for the Lord has promised, he is coming again and will return in the same way the disciples saw him leave.
We can be completely assured that Jesus lives for us today! He is seated on the throne beside his Father and our Father. He taught us how to pray, as children in a great family, part of, belonging. He lives to intercede for us and his love has no limit.
“And , when I am lifted up from the earth, I will draw all people to myself.” John 12:32
In which areas of your life is Jesus drawing you to himself?
“…I bore you on eagles’ wings, and brought you to myself.” Exodus 19:4
Though we may not always see with our human eyes, we can know in our spirits, he is King of kings and Lord of lords in the heavenly places, and yet he is here, right now, reaching out for you and for me.
“The same one who came down is the one who ascended higher than all the heavens, so that his rule might fill the entire universe.” Ephesians 4:10
Maranatha
You have gone ahead of us, Bright Morning Star
Song of Heaven, you passed through the gates
With the blood you poured out.
Every instrument played through your being
With the crescendo of souls now redeemed.
Maranatha Lord, we cry,
Come, come again.
The final goodbye on the mountains of earth,
With a last embrace you departed and your friends stood
Watching, as the soles of your feet blessed the sky.
Every word you spoke, each miracle
Every touch, laugh, tear and wound:
Left as a sign for the ones to follow.
All that cannot be seen is now more real
Than flesh on flesh or blood in the veins.
You have drawn me up into the Heavens with you
And you are calling me still.
Maranatha Lord, we cry,
Come, come again.
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