When I Say "I Am A Christian"...


When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I get lost!"
"That is why I chose this way."

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need someone to be my guide.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are too visible
but God believes I'm worth it.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I seek His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.


-Author Carol Wimmer - Copyright 1988

here's one for the so-called Bible Christians...

When I first watched this I could not help but say: "amen!" although deep inside me I know there's a lingering feeling that I myself is guilty of doing such a thing with regards to twisting the teachings of Christ, anyways I hope stings those who are guilty of doing such as I am.

anxiety

...for love is as strong as death...
Song of Songs 8:6
Needless to say no matter what I'll say or do your heart cannot be mine...

Fate seems to have this twisted humor that guts out our greatest hopes and dreams.

Why must this be too early seen unknown and known too late?

Living with the closeness of this reality of pain makes me wish that somehow I would be smitten with the surd of death --I have finally met you.

For me that is enough, for I can never go farther than being the person that I am to you now.

God knows how I want it to be like that but it seems that indeed the heart is deceitful in the midst of a flesh that's too weak to know boundaries in its desire for companionship, for the sweet kiss and empathic embrace of a fellow human being with whom in a heartbeat I would unquestioningly give my life to.

I am lonely. I am sad. I feel as though like I am dead.

And I just might as well be dead for all I care. You are there and I can't have you --or better yet I cannot give my life to you as I would hope you'd want me to.

I love you too bad I’ll never be able to say this to your face…

Helpless

I cannot help but
Hate myself now
You are there
And God knows
How much I would
Like to hold your hand
And feel your skin
Against mine
I am dying inside
I long for your embrace
I would die for your kiss
In this desire for love
That seeks to manifest itself
In a language of touching
And wanting to be touched
I reach out my hand to nothing
But the empty realization
That my heart’s deepest desire
Cannot be…

Speak with authority


A reflection on John F. Burg's Speak With Authority which was originally published as the foreword to volume 105 (2008) of the Wisconsin Lutheran Quarterly

We all have at one point in our lives struggled with the nature power.

In fact Aristotle’s line from The Politics which says that man is by nature a political animal is but an understatement of what we are, when it comes to our exercise of interaction among people as individuals that are a part of a community.

It is in these relationships that we ask and struggle about who it is that has to exercise the freedom to tell us what to do. Or who has a say on how we are to go about with certain decisions that will more or less have impact on another person life. It is in these carrying out of choices that one begins to ask about: mandate, qualifications, character and all those many other things that we ask in order to make sure that the one who is in power or the one who wishes to assert his or her authority over us has the right to do so.

Breaking the status quo of complacency


“…let justice roll on like a river,
righteousness like a never-failing stream!” – Amos 5:22

Anaesthetized

When I was younger I used to be scared out of my wits whenever I heard a ‘fire and brimstone’ sermon preached at our local church’s pulpit. God knows how much I tremble at the very graphic descriptions of the ‘end times’ and the Day of the Lord.

But nowadays, I don’t seem to feel anything.

A future not our own



Oscar A. Romero, was the Archbishop of San Salvador, in El Salvador, when he was assassinated on March 24, 1980, while celebrating Mass in a small chapel in a cancer hospital where he lived. He had always been close to his people, preached a prophetic gospel, denouncing the injustice in his country and supporting the development of popular and mass organizations. He became the voice of the Salvadoran people when all other channels of expression had been crushed by the repression.

I first read this poem a few years back when I was starting to cast doubt on the Evangelical tradition that I belong to, primarily because I feel so disenchanted with its “we're in/you're out” mentality that I feel seems to accentuate rescue from hell as the heart (or even totality?) of the Gospel.

No place like home

There is nothing like
Sharing your room with
A complete stranger
That would remind you
That you are not where
Your heart is
It has only been days
Yet I feel like
Its been years
Since I've been here
And conversations
About Glen Hansard
Remind me more
Of my loneliness
If only you
Had been here...

Living out our narrative identity in the midst of climate change


The deafening sound of urgency
I felt my heart beat faster than usual as I clapped along to 2 sheer minutes of booming beats that reminded of the loud noise that led to the crumbling of the walls of Jericho in the Biblical narrative. I thought to myself that this must be the deafening sound of urgency as I stood on the midst of sea of people in red shirts last, December 12th 2009, where I joined environmentalists, activists, and concerned citizens in the observance of the Global Day of Action (GDA) on climate change, where people all over the world will be doing simultaneous actions to highlight the urgency of climate action at the time of the United Nations climate change conference in Copenhagen, Denmark.

Ever since 2005, the GDA on climate change has been observed every year at the time of the annual United Nations Talks on climate change. People from all around the world have come together on the same day to demand urgent action on climate, and climate justice, from the governments of the world meeting at the annual climate talks.

For Filipinos the reality of climate change and its impacts like that of extreme weather events have robbed most of us of our property, our sense of security and of the lives of the ones we love.

Yet ironically the Philippines like many other island nations contributes to less than 1% of the world’s total carbon emissions, but is expected to be one of the countries to be hardest hit by the impacts of climate change. And around the world this scenarios is being repeated over and over. Poor countries are suffering disproportionately from the effects of human induced carbon emissions that mostly come from the developed nations. Whether it’s about water access, drought, flooding, vulnerability to more frequent and ever intensifying storms and other extreme weather events or exposure to diseases that the rising temperatures have encouraged to grow, the story remains the same: the poor people are yet have the means to mitigate and adapt to climate change.

That is why I have resolved to become personally involved in the growing movement that seeks climate justice from our world leaders as a part of my Christian witness to the God who has revealed Himself as a God of justice and righteousness in the story of Israel’s exodus from Egypt.

What is the Spirit's testimony?


Jesus says, “When the Advocate comes, whom I will send to you from the Father, the Spirit of truth who comes from the Father, this Paraclete will testify on my behalf. You also are to testify” (John 15:26-27)

What is the testimony of the Spirit? The Spirit will witness to the unconditional love of God that became available to us through Jesus. This divine love, as it becomes manifest within the structures of the world, is a light in the darkness. It is a light that the darkness cannot accept. The divine love of God reveals to us that fruitfulness is more important than success, that the love of God is more important than the praise of people, that community is more important than individualism, and compassion more important than competition. In short, the light of the Spirit reveals to us that love conquers all fear. But the world rules by fear. Without fear the world doesn’t know how to control or govern.

The Spirit’s testimony threatens the world. It is not surprising that anyone who testifies with the Spirit is a danger to the world.
- Henri Nouwen. Our Second Birth: Christian reflections on death and new life. (Crossroad 1998). Pp.167-168