Lenten Reflection #3

We had a fellowship group from my old church come to repaint the former office today to begin its transformation into the City Prayer Room (CPR, get it?) for Kingdom Causes Alhambra-Monterey Park. The vision of this room is for it to not only be a place of personal retreat, but to tap into that outward stream of praying for our cities.

Since the office is located in the central section of Alhambra, I had them first go out and prayerwalk for the police, school, church and court buildings right around the corner. They wrote some prayers I will post on a future wall board of city prayer people can post when they are praying.

Here's the quote I put for the prayerwalk from Eugene Peterson, appropriate as we near the end of the Lent season, but a great reminder for me that I need to get over myself a lot when I pray!

“The only way to escape from self-annihilating and society-destroying egotism and into self-enhancing community is through prayer. Only in prayer can we escape the distortions and constrictions of the self and enter the truth and expansiveness of God. We find there, to our surprise, both self and society whole and blessed. It is the old business of losing your life to save it; and the life that is saved is not only your own, but everyone else’s as well.”

Lenten Reflection #2

I shared this reflection at our first local training in Alhambra-Monterey Park today. Can't wait to let people post their reflections in later posts. But this reflection talks about the "both and" of prayer and action in Kingdom activity.

Prayer challenges us to be fully aware of the world in which we live and to present it with all its needs and pains to God. It is this compassionate prayer that calls for compassionate action. The disciple is called to follow the Lord not only into the desert and onto the mountains to pray but also into the valley of tears, where help is needed, and onto the cross, where humanity is in agony.

Prayer and action, therefore, can never be seen as contradictory or mutually exclusive. Prayer without action grows into powerless pietism, and action without prayer degenerates into questionable manipulation. If prayer leads us into a deeper unity with the compassionate Christ, it will always give rise to concrete acts of service. And if concrete acts of service do indeed lead us into a deeper solidarity with the poor, the hungry, the sick, the dying , and the oppressed, they will always give rise to prayer. In prayer we meet Christ, and in him all human suffering. In service we meet people, and in them the suffering Christ.

--From Compassion: A Reflection on the Christian Life

Lenten Reflection #1

Like the rains that seem to come every week, the last month I've been mostly sick fighting off a respiratory infection that seemed to affect everyone I knew, including my family.

The experience was dreadful at times; I had a terrible sore throat the first week, and the second week I was so congested I would wake up a few times at night because I couldn't breathe. There were times I could only squeeze out a "please God"--I couldn't remember the last time I was in such sickly misery.

I think people of faith can fall under two extremes when it comes to sickness: is it a God-given opportunity to exercise greater faith, or is it spiritual warfare, a concrete expression of the falleness of our world and therefore to be resisted at all times? Most extremes tend to destroy truly life-giving faith; perhaps discernment in the particulars of a life when we deal with sickness leads to a more truthful reality than a broad theological brushstroke.

Since this all happened during Lent's beginning, it was difficult not connecting it to the themes of sacrifice, suffering, and limitations. Compassion, according to Henri Nouwen, "removes all pretensions, just as it removes false modesty." In my case, my miserable state helped me understand in small part what it may be like for those around me who deal with chronic conditions or are frequently sick. As one who is usually healthy, it's easy to start tuning these people out as either hypochondriacs or just no fun to be around--what a drag being around sickos! But it also made me respect the great strength and willpower of those who despite it all don't complain, go to work, raise families, and create beauty around them.

If this bout of sickness has helped create a little bit more compassion for others who suffer, then I guess it was worth it--as a God-opportunity to deepen faith.