In thinking about my final Christmas sanctuary, a lot of
ideas came to mind of qualities and experiences we seek out and embrace
particularly during this season. Three
came to mind that seem to get at some similar things: Kindness, Love, Peace. In the midst of what often seems like a
myriad of threats, anxieties, selfishness, unrest in the world, we yearn for some
space to reconnect with benevolence and trust in our humanity. I will call this last of our sanctuaries
COMPASSION. We yearn for a space where
we can share compassion – giving it to others and receiving it for ourselves.
Our Christmas season often focuses us on those ideals: love,
kindness, empathy, forgiveness, transcending differences and divisions,
overcoming our violent tendencies and conflicts, but sometimes, quite frankly,
it gets sappy. That’s why I like the
word “compassion.” It means a kind of
connection or affection using “com-” which means “with,” but we’re “with” each other in our “passion”
– or suffering.
Now, we might identify what we’re going through at the
present moment as suffering… but often not.
We may just be going though our usual stuff. Yet how much of our
yearning for affection, for kindness, for forgiveness, safety, for easing of
conflicts and relief from fears or violence, has to do deep down with ways we
are suffering - maybe in big ways, maybe only in small ways – but things that
add up over time? Compassion sums it up for me. I want someone to be with in my passion and in theirs.
We know that burdens feel lighter when they are shared. We know when we feel a sense of safety with
someone who understands us. We know when
we feel the companionship of someone who loves and accepts us. We know fears
subside, challenges are minimized, and we feel strong and capable. We all need a sanctuary where we can be
authentic and vulnerable. And, perhaps
this is the most profound sanctuary of all.
Christmas offer us this sanctuary
with the promise of Jesus’ birth being a sign of “God-with-us.”
One thing I’ve realized in my months of “personal sabbatical”
is that my ministry in churches has been the primary means, the framework, for
the way I offer and experience compassion.
It is the way I have shared with people
my and their passions. For some
reason, God has given me this time without the church, and I’ve been confronted
with the question of how do I offer and receive compassion now? What framework do I use? How can I find and create the sanctuary of
compassion for myself and others in a new way? I haven’t figured it out yet. This is the question with which I enter 2014.
One ending note now on my Christmas sanctuaries. These sanctuaries
of Tradition & Remembrance, Home, Mystery,
Wonder, Darkness, Light, Hope & Joy, Giving, Meeting God, and
Compassion, I relate to Christmas only because this season, its story
and significance, gives us an excuse to concentrate our yearning for these
sanctuaries. But, they are sanctuaries
we all need and seek all year round, throughout our lives. We short-change
ourselves and each other if we somehow store them away like our Christmas decorations
in the garage until we can haul them out again.
My hope is that both you and I might remember to open the doors a little
wider to those sanctuaries for each other when we meet. Perhaps we can help
each other to recognize when we are in particular need of one of these
sanctuaries, and offer it to each other.
Hmm, is that a New Year’s resolution?
Maybe.
2 comments:
I loved this series, Barb!
December 24, 2015
Barbara - I am reading your poem, "The Light of Love" at the 11:00pm service at my church tonight (First Congregational Church of Auburn, UCC - Pastor Dan Spacek - also a PSR graduate). Your poem touched me deeply, to the point where I've been searching online to find you and tell you thank you for the beautiful gift of words that you share with many, many people whom you will never meet.
Christmas Blessings,
Barbara Bailey
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