Isaiah 6:1-8
Pentecost +1 ("Trinity") - Year B
Though lost we are not lost to the uttermost. We can yet see G*D.
Though saved we are not saved to the uttermost. We will again have unclean lips.
And so the journey begins for Isaiah and for ourselves.
After beginning such a journey, things get interesting just beyond the limit of this lection. In between lost and saved, we become a confusion to those who are only one or the other.
http://www.kairoscomotion.org/lectionary/2003/june2003.html
The line "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory" is a pretty thin way of getting at a doctrine of the trinity, even though it has the tradition of the early church behind it. They did some wonderful work and some lousy work (as do we today) a part of our task is to clarify which is which.
A better place to look is at one with "unclean lips" in the midst of an "unclean people" who sees the Lord of hosts. Imagine the connections between G*D, an individual, and a community. Out of this interconnection comes renewal of the individual, the community and G*D.
This interdependent trinity has as much vitality as an internal trinity of father, son, and holy spirit. We may need to start thinking about a trinity of trinities, or more.
individual - community - G*D
"creator" - "redeemer" - "sustainer"
past - present - future
[your addition] - [your addition] - [your addition]
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http://www.kairoscomotion.org/lectionary/2006/june2006.html
Isaiah 6:1-8
Psalm 29
Romans 8:12-17
John 3:1-17
It is so obvious that six wings divided by twos equals trinity. So we force our concepts into places where they should fear to go.
For the moment, presume Isaiah and the Psalmist are Trinitarians. Note the outcome and who cares about the labeling - freed from guilt/sin blotted out, strengthened people/blessed with peace.
Note the Trinity in the Romans passage: ourselves - G*D - Christ. Now aren't you excited enough to go share a glory of release with those you come in contact with!
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poor Nicodemus
he has lost his metaphorical thinking
and doesn't know where to find it
of childhood he remembers not
only age and size count
that will change, but not yet
flesh gives birth to flesh
spirit to spirit
and both rejoice in each other
where were you born
where will you be born
conceive a womb without walls
life is pregnant with us
should we have eyes to see
and G*D is midwife
so far we are up to 70x7 births
with more to come
for a metaphor never ends
throughout life we play each part
interacting with others
assisting one another's birth process
at the last Nicodemus
finds a 7th next birth
as a bringer of myrrh and aloes
[directly inspired by God: Beyond the Colouring Book by Peter Barns]
http://kcmlection.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html
Having a blind spot is nothing new. It's built into the system. Having a recognition of a blind spot and being able to use a gravitational (or other) field to look around leads to amazing revelations. An unseen can be glimpsed.
We can get so caught up with our usual peddling (both routines and trying to sell our particular vision) that a bluebird of happiness flits through unseen. A typical response is one of lostness, wandering, and boredom. Then, when a recognition of something more being present arrives, we are undone.
At any rate, one of the insights of life is not about the grandeur of some high and lifted up artifacts of glory but the being on a journey in the midst of the sublime and mundane all mixed together. "Here am I; I'm on my way."
May your journey continue through city and desert, crowd and retreat, until the twelfeth of never. Eventually G*D and People will recognize one another, even if but less than a tenth part of either remain. Hooray for this First Isaiah and all subsequent Isaiahs, including whatever number Isaiah you are.
Hop on board. Let's journey to release a holy seed from its stump.
http://kcmlection.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html
In the year that Jesus died, we experienced an astral spirit nicknamed, “Holy”, in a locked room. Seraphs in the form of winged fire rested upon us. The foundation shook and smoke filled the room.
Our first response was being lost. Jesus Crucified, ourselves overcome.
Then a voice from the flame joined my voice, “Our waiting is fullfilled. Power has arrived. Our fears departed, our weeping blotted up.” Between the two — a third voice came — a voice in another language. And together the voices of flame and self and the unknown started on a journey. “We’re ready as we’ll ever be. Let’s go.”
Without comprehending we began listening and encouraging more listening. We ignored our mind’s babble, paused our ear's attending to a beckoning siren, softened our eye’s search for a next shiny bauble. And we found a healing in an expansive and expanding company of diverse voices.
Cities have lain waste long enough. Exiles have been away long enough. Let’s talk. Let’s re-decide to use all the gifts available, discarding none. The least voice adds to our common wisdom. We go forth to learn other experiences, other ways to say, “L’chaim!” We find ourselves returned from Babel to Paradise.
http://kcmlection.blogspot.com/2012/05/isaiah-61-13.html