JULY 4th: All Men (sic) Are Created Equal?

JULY 4th: All Men (sic) Are Created Equal?

“We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all men <sic> are created equal.”

Tomorrow is July 4th.  Americans will be marking Independence Day and its adoption of the Declaration of Independence in 1776 which includes this phrase: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men <sic> are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”


“All are created equal… have certain unalienable Rights”.   Really?   

Unalienable rights since yesterday’s passing of the bill that is about to hurt millions of Americans
– that will slash Medicaid leaving 17 million people without health care
– that will close rural hospitals
– that will devastate hursing homes
– that will cut nutrition assistance for poor children
– that will add trillions to their national debt
– that will slash Medicaid leaving 17 million people without health care?
– that will cause deaths
– that will affect farmers (and food chain)
– and more

Lately, I’ve been looking at the flowers in my back yard.  I see my bleeding hearts wave in the wind and am grateful for ‘bleeding heart’ people around the world who speak out to support those in desperate situations. 

On this July 4th weekend, I particularly remember and pray for ‘bleeding heart’ Americans who have been and continue to speak out … against Project 2025 … against the big bad bill … against the injustices of SCOTUS decisions; who are talking about Project 2025 and acknowledging that it is real; who are holding rallies in support of minorities who face racism, hatred, victimization, migrants who have done nothing illegal; who are in solidarity with women who have been told that even if their pregnancy were caused by incest or rape or that their life were in danger, there would be no health care for them; who feel and express compassion for children whose parents can’t provide for adequate housing, medical/dental care, nourishing food, schooling, socialization;  in support of physicians who follow the principles of medical ethics (including medical confidentiality and non-maleficence i.e. not to inflict harm), yet who are forced to break medical confidentiality by revealing the names of women seeking abortions; who are allies of LGBTQ2S+ whose lives will be dramatically changed if draconian laws are implemented;  who stand up for, stand beside, and stand with people of differing ethnicities, skin colours, sexualities, abilities, religions who are mocked, ridiculed, harassed, physically attacked, kidnapped, killed.

It is difficult to wish “Happy July 4th” this year when so many are not equal, even though the United States Declaration of Independence (posted at the end of this reflection), notes that all  citizens “are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”   

They may be “endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights,” but those Rights are being eroded more and more each day and particularly yesterday, July 3, 2025, when the House of Representatives voted to support what was known as the Big Beautiful Bill.  Those rights have been destroyed by Republican politicians who have forgotten or chosen to ignore, the oaths they took to “support and defend” the Constitution of the United States. 

It is difficult to wish Americans “Happy July 4th”. 

May the people of the United States have courage and strength, vision and persistence to “Keep on, Keeping On” in the pursuit of their unalienable rights by speaking out, speaking up and voting “blue” in November – voting for people who will bring the country back to the democratic vision of their founding fathers.

July 4, 2025 will not be a day to wish people “Happy July Fourth.”   The Bill that was presented and voted on in both the Senate and House of Representatives was passed by the Republicans. The blame is theirs.  The deaths that will come will be on them.   Had Senator Murkowski had the courage to vote “no,” the Bill would have stopped there and not gone on to the House of Representatives.  She said she voted in favour of it as she believed her first responsibility was to the people of Alaska.  She said that she had received promises from the President that would reduce some of the effect Alaskans would feel because of the passing of the Bill.  Clearly she believes he will honour his commitment to her.  He will not.  Nor will he honour anything he told the House Representatives who changed their vote at the last minute.

Read the Declaration of Independence and see if, after July 3rd’s vote, you recognize the United States the way it was intended.   

Then, after the shock wears off and more migrants who have entered legally, done no criminal act, yet have been arrested, detained, deported to another country or the concentration camp in the Everglades in Florida, escalates … as hospitals close; as trans are kicked out of the military; as seniors are forced out of nursing homes; as children die of malnutrition – become even more active and prepare for the mid-terms (God willing nothing will deter them from happening) so that the United States (as intended by the writers of the Declaration of Independence intended) can be a democratic country once again.

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© June Maffin
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WM-Maythe4thBeWithYou

The Declaration of Independence, July 4, 1776

On July 2, 1776, Congress voted to dissolve the connection between “this country” and Great Britain, declaring the “United Colonies of North America” to be free and independent states.

IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776  The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America:

“When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.

He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.

He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.

He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.

He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.

He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:

For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:

For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:

For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:

For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:

For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:

For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.

He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.

He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

New Hampshire: Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton

Massachusetts: John Hancock, Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry

Rhode Island: Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery

Connecticut: Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott

New York: William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris

New Jersey: Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark

Pennsylvania: Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross

Delaware: Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean

Maryland: Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton

Virginia:
George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton

North Carolina: William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn

South Carolina: Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton

Georgia: Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton

FOR JUST ONE DAY

FOR JUST ONE DAY

Proud to be a Canadian? 
Yep.   
Happy to be a Canadian? 
Very much.
Grateful to be a Canadian? 
Understatement.


Today is Canada Day.  Some people are celebrating!  Local towns are having parades … people have the day off work … families and friends are together at picnics, on outings, visiting one another.  Canadian flags are flying … happiness and pride for many because there is much for which we can be grateful.

 

Yet many people are criticizing our country … pointing fingers … questioning political decisions made in the past and present … wishing history had revealed different stories.

Frustration, dismay, grief, embarrassment, anger, disappointment, shame, resentment are being felt – like any day.

But I wonder –
I wonder if …
for one day,
just one day,
we celebrated … not dwell on the negative.

I wonder if …  
for one day,
just one day,
we focused on the goodness of this country
and not complain

I wonder if
for one day,
just one day,
we expressed gratitude
for the privilege of being Canadian.   

May all Canadians and Canadian-Wanna-Be’s have a happy and safe Canada Day.  🙂

 © June Maffin
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A FATHER’S DAY REFLECTION

A FATHER’S DAY REFLECTION

This is not the usual Father’s Day reflection.  Father’s Day – a day marked in North America and other parts of the world to remember and celebrate the fathers in our lives … biological, foster, adoptive, grandfathers, etc.  And at the same time, it is ‘usual’, because it speaks of love … love of a daughter for a father when he was fully present as “Dad,” and love of a daughter for a father who began to fade away from being “Dad.”

It was many decades ago when I learned of Dad’s dementia diagnosis.

It was a journey that our whole family took, but particularly Mom, as she watched the man she deeply loved, fade away.  Dad was a brilliant man – highly intelligent; articulate; wonderful conversationalist; art historian; consultant for the National Art Gallery in Canada; entrepreneur; stockbroker; loving and devoted father, husband and grandfather; autodidact and listed in Canada’s “Who’s Who.”   Not surprisingly, none of us could understand the dementia diagnosis for him.

The “why” questions emerged.  At that time, so long ago, little was known about the disease.  And there were no guidelines for caregivers.

Mom devoted herself to Dad and as a result, her health suffered.   We almost lost her.   A decision had to be made and because Mom emotionally couldn’t do that, I flew across Canada to be with them, signed the paperwork and travelled with them to the care facility.  While it was one of the most difficult decisions and days of my life, it must have been far worse for both of them.

I lived over 4,000 miles away.  My brother lived over 2,000 miles away.  He was seriously ill.  We couldn’t be there on a regular basis and take some of the caregiving of Dad off Mom’s shoulders.  Mom was on her own.  As she no longer drove a car, she took the bus – an hour’s bus ride to the facility in the morning, and an hour’s bus ride home at night in all kinds of weather.  From the day I signed the papers and Dad moved into institutional care, Mom was with him – breakfast, lunch, dinner – every day.  Not surprisingly, her health suffered.  We almost lost her.  Physically.   Her doctor became so concerned that he told her (and phoned to tell me) that she had to stay away from the facility and couldn’t visit Dad for six months.  We almost lost her again.  This time, emotionally.

She just couldn’t imagine not being with Dad every day.  Her grief was compounded by guilt and exhaustion at all levels.

When her doctor intervened, Mom was understandably angry and upset.  But she listened, heard my concern for her and my reassurance that Dad was safe and well cared for, did as she was advised and came to live nearby me.  Fiercely independent, she agreed to the move but wanted to maintain her independence.   Slowly, her health began to improve.  And slowly she began to see and understand the importance of self-care.

When she returned to Dad, she was healthy.  And, she was wiser.  She knew how to balance her time … time with Dad and time for personal rest and re-creation.   After Dad died, Mom formed the first Alzheimer’s Association in Ontario.  No surprise to anyone who knew her.   Mom (Joy Mack) was a woman of many gifts and talents.  She was a courageous woman with a vision who was determined to help people in Canada and their families faced with the diagnosis of dementia/Alzheimer’s and to this day, thanks to her, the Alzheimer’s Association in Ontario is an integral source of information, counselling and support for those dealing with dementia either as caregivers or diagnosed with the illness.

That was long ago.   Today, diagnoses of dementia/Alzheimer’s continue to be pronounced.  And as I get older, it seems that particular diagnosis is happening more and more frequently.  The road ahead is not an easy one for caregivers of dementia patients.  The person they knew, is no longer the same person.  As the illness is first diagnosed and then progresses, it can take more and more of a beloved spouse, parent, sibling, grandparent, far away from reality (sometimes, slowly; sometimes, quickly).   Gratefully, new medication is delaying progression in many instances but still, the changes are evident and there is deep pain at all levels for all concerned.

While dementia patients endure many basic frustrations and losses (memory is only one), caregivers endure frustration and loss when changes in their loved one emerge … the ability to enter into a meaningful conversation becomes short-lived or non-existent … the ability to understand banking or technology or recipes or even how the phone works becomes short-lived or non-existent … the ability to understand it to be a particular day or month or year … the ability to remember a birthday or anniversary or Christmas etc..

As the illness progresses, things can change for the caregiver even more … loss, grief, reality set in as the realization that the above ‘abilities’ are not functioning and no matter what they do, they cannot help their loved one to regain those abilities … stress can bring physical, intellectual, spiritual and emotional responses / reactions – not sleeping well –  exhaustion – not able to concentrate – anger – reliance on alcohol / prescription drugs / medication to help ‘get through the day’ – social isolation due to not wanting to leave their loved one alone for too long – frustration at having to repeat answers to the questions over and over and over – patience is no longer part of their personality – a sense of guilt arises about leaving the person alone at home while the caregiver gets their hair done, goes grocery-shopping, takes a course/workshop, etc..

What to do?  Self-care.  How that self-care is manifest, is different for every caregiver because every situation is different.  But the directions of flight attendants in plane emergencies: (“If the oxygen mask drops down, put yours on first and then help the person who needs help”) are a guide: self care, first and foremost. Dementia is a difficult journey for all concerned – the person diagnosed, family members who try to help by bringing up memories of the past and say “Do you remember when we … you … I did such and such?  Do you remember … fill in the blanks.”

The reality is, they don’t remember and realizing they don’t remember only serves to cause them distress.  So we must not go that route with them.   We must “be” with them – where they are … in their time zone, in their physical space, in their understanding of situations and people.   Not insist that they are with us in our time zone, physical space, understanding of situations and people.

My hope and prayer is … that family and friends will remember the importance of not asking the “do you remember” questions. May those who are afflicted with dementia know they are loved.   May family members and friends not judge the decisions caregivers make for themselves, or for their loved one who has been diagnosed with dementia, for they are doing the very best they can.

And may caregivers remember the importance of self-care and take care of themselves.

First.

Their loved ones would want them to.


A PERSONAL ASIDE:  Yes, this might be an unusual Father’s Day reflection, but hopefully it is seen in light of tribute to a man who faced his devastating illness with courage.  The man I remember this day and many other days, Albert Edward Mack (Eddie)  was a gentle, wise man – a loving and respectful-of-all-people man.  The lessons he taught were ‘gift’ as I was growing up, and even more so now that I am older than he was when he died.

This day, I remember Albert Edward (Eddie) Mack with much love and deep gratitude.

Rest in peace, Dad, this Father’s Day and all days.  You were a wonderful father, grandfather, husband to Mom and so much more.   I honour you.   Your memory is such a blessing.

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HOPE – LOVE – PENTECOST

HOPE – LOVE – PENTECOST

“It’s hopeless. You just have to accept that. Your child will never be a contributing member of society.  I can make arrangements for him to be institutionalized.  It’s all for the best.”

Those were the words the doctor spoke, telling the young mother that her son was “hopeless.”  

Hopeless? There are many situations that many think of as hopeless  … a marriage on the verge of collapse … a relationship that was desperate for reconciliation … war … a family that was estranged … a body that had run a good race for decades … corrupt politicians –

When human problems beset us … when our personal lives disintegrate … when the world seems as if it has gone crazy, it seems that we seek answers from every other physician, before we dare to “let go” and “let God” – before we resist putting our prejudices, our loneliness, our anger, our frustrations, our pride, our hatreds, our fears into the transforming hands of G_d, the Holy One, the Creator, the Personification of Love, the Bearer of Hope.

How long will it be before we reach out, like the woman with the hem who touched Jesus’ garment – or before we are like the story of Jairus, the ruler of a synagogue, who was searching desperately for some hope.  He’d tried everything and now, one last attempt.  When he finally found the man Jesus, he fell on his knees and repeatedly cried … “My little daughter is at the point of death.  Come and lay your hand on her so that she may be made well and live.”   Without a word, Jesus went with Jairus.  And while that’s all that Matthew’s Gospel tells us, the story appears in Mark’s Gospel as well and carries this story further as we learn that a messenger from Jairus’ home comes and says “Your daughter is dead.  Why trouble Jesus any further?”  To the messenger, the little girl’s death was the end of the story.  There was no hope.  There was no point in trying to go further.  It was hopeless.  Fear set in.

Like the day a phone call brought fear to a priest who, the evening of the phone call, wrote about The Not-Knowing-Time:

“An ordinary medical test was done. Anticipating nothing unusual, and yet there was. “Redo the test” said the physician. “Nothing to worry about –  but let’s rule out …” So, the test was redone and there it was.  Again! “A specialist.  I want you to see a specialist” she said. The rest of that day was a blur other than the ugly FEAR. “Get me to the specialist.  Now! Let me know what I’m dealing with, so decisions can be made and life can be planned. The fear is not of dying. The fear is of the not-knowing.”

When we are in such fearful and seemingly hopeless situations, is the God-of-All-Knowing the first we consider turning to?   Or turn to at all?

Then there’s the story of the woman who touched the hem of Jesus’ garment. The social context of the time was a significant factor.  Because she was bleeding, she would have been looked upon as ‘unclean’. And as such, she was a woman, a person with no rights, and would have been shunned, at the very least, for daring to be in the company of the men who surrounded Jesus, and to touch the hem of his garment.  Perhaps she prayed/hoped that her fears would be relieved. 

What of the priest who wrote about “The Not-Knowing Time”?  A week after the phone call, another entry in her journal: “Unraveling the Not-Knowing Time.”

“Sunday night I wanted to stay home, curl up in bed and watch some inane television program, but I couldn’t. I had responsibilities. In that moment, I hoped that no one would show up at church that evening and I could go home. But, there they were … the two of them. I couldn’t go home.

I remembered the phrase: “When two or three are gathered together, there am I, in your midst” and hoped/prayed that something happened for the two who came to church that evening and would happen for me. But, nothing happened for me. I felt no relief – no peace.  “The Unknown” still haunted me as walked home.

Home at last. A cup of hot tea brought solace, but no relief from the  Fear of the “Not-Knowing Time”. The phone rang the next morning with a message “Your appointment with the specialist is scheduled.” The “Not-Knowing Time” had begun to unravel.”

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Many others have desperate situations.  Perhaps they are facing a seemingly hopeless financial crunch … a marriage that is on the rocks … a teenager or toddler that you can’t handle … a parent who no longer can communicate with anyone in ways others remember … a spouse who is imprisoned either in body or mind … living in poverty and/or war, addicted with nowhere to turn … grieving over the death of someone loved very much …the thought of losing medical coverage – house – job – freedom … a child/spouse/partner/parent who is ill or dying … dealing with their own medical crisis … and the list goes on.

There are countless stories that remind us that no situation is hopeless.  But does this mean that if there is enough faith, every dead person will be raised to life on earth? … that money for every financial need will appear?… that everyone who is terminally ill will be cured? … that a job will be provided for all the unemployed?   No. What it means is that we will be met in our fears and uncertainties and comforted in our Not-Knowing-Times.

Like the true story, long ago, of a wealthy woman, an atheist, who lived in Hanover, Germany.  She wanted to prove to the world that there could be no resurrection. She gave orders to those who were to take care of her money after she died, to build a tomb of stone around her, so strong that her body could never rise out of it.   Since there was nothing illegal about her request, the men built her a great tomb, and around it, they built an iron fence.  What the builders didn’t notice was that a tiny seed fell into a crevice between two of the massive stones and one spring some years later, it sprouted.  As the seedling grew into a tree, it pushed aside the heavy stones and the unbreakable tomb was cracked open.  

If you go to a place in Hanover, Germany called Gartenfriedhof (Garden Cemetary), ask to be shown the Geoffnetes Grab (the grave that was opened).   You’ll have no trouble finding the tomb, because out of its great crack grows the finest tree in the garden. 
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Her grave was opened. Hope stepped into Jairus’ life … stepped into the life of the woman with the hemorrhage and healed her body … stepped into the life of the child whose doctor pronounced him to be hopeless … stepped into the life of the priest who wrote “Knowing Time … Holy Refuge”:

“Procedures have begun.  Nothing untoward showing up so far. Other complications on the horizon. Getting older and having the body not move as it once did is not fun. I must try to “let go and let God.” The talk about the “peace that passes understanding” isn’t just ‘talk.’ It really exists. Should fear well up within me again… should the unknown frighten me … should the “Not-Knowing Time” seem to engulf and entrap and overwhelm and I can’t move beyond it, I hope/I pray I will relax  into the gentle, caring, loving hand of Hope – of Love – of the Creator – and allow myself to move into “Knowing-Time” which, from God’s perspective – from Hope’s perspective – from Love’s perspective – from the Creator’s perspective is “Knowing-Time.”  Kairos … not Chronos. “Knowing-Time” exists … whether I feel it or not.
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No matter what situation you may be in now – or you may have to face in the future – with God, there are no “Not-Knowing-Times.”   There is always hope!   Consider these …

—- on a wall in Dachau prison, these words were scratched:  I believe in the sun even when it isn’t shining. I believe in stars even when I see them not.  I believe in God even when God is silent.”  

—- In a tiny room in a refugee camp in Sri Lanka, four women were teaching songs to barefoot, dirty, scantily-lad children. Since there was no room to sit, they all stood for this brief respite from the noisy, hot, humid, dusty and impossibly crowded communal living area. On the door, crudely printed, were these words “Life is a gift from God.”

The refugees in war-torn Sri Lanka, the concentration prisoners in Dachau – they knew Hope – they knew Love – they knew another word for Hope, for Love – they knew the Creator, God, By Whatever Name … even in the midst of a terrifying yesterday, a bleak and often hungry today, and a potentially fearful tomorrow. 

In many Christian churches this coming Sunday, people are marking Pentecost Sunday – a reminder that the Holy Spirit offers Hope – Love.

May we never forget that even sturdy tombs crack open!   … that Hope/Love/God enters lives (enters the “Unknown Times”) – enters the moments of apparent hopelessness.


© June Maffin
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WHAT HAVE YOU LEARNED TODAY?

WHAT HAVE YOU LEARNED TODAY?

I love learning.  No, scratch that. I’m passionate about learning!  I try to learn something new every day. Some days the learning is huge. Other days it’s subtle.

Some days
the learning is about me … what I believe, who I am, things I need to work on.  Some days the learning is about others … how hurtful, resentful, unloving, unkind, mean-spirited, unforgiving, people can be … how generous, gracious, kind, thoughtful, compassionate, people can be.

Some days
the learning involves a new approach … to technology or art or gardening or writing or music or a new chess move or craft or history or literature or religion or politics. 

And some days, it’s a combination.

Each night before I go to bed, I ask myself “what have you learned today?” 

Recently a difficult moment and at the same time grace-filled moment, helped highlight a lesson again.

It was the lesson  of forgiveness.  Again.

Just when I think I’ve learned this lesson, another situation / person / event reminds me that forgiveness happens over and over and over and over again.

Forgiveness of others … forgiveness of self … forgiveness of God/the Creator.

They’re not easy lessons, but they are important and integral to spiritual growth and self-awareness.

Yes, I love learning.
Not always.


But most of the time.    🙂

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MAY WE BE GENTLE

MAY WE BE GENTLE

This is a difficult time for many.  Terrible things are happening.
… The people of Ukraine continue to be at war. 
… Say the words “Israel, Palestine, Gaza ” and people “take sides.”
… People flee their homes in the hope of finding refuge from fire, ICE, earthquakes, tornados and more
… Fear, anger, loneliness, suspicion, hatred permeate conversations at home and work and on social media
This is a difficult time for many.


The concept of ‘gentleness’ … the quality of being kind … comes to mind. 
Gentleness has disappeared and is no longer present. Why?
Can gentleness exist when fear overwhelms?
… Can gentleness exist when suspicion transcends reason?
… Can gentleness exist when anger rages?
… Can gentleness exist when hatred fuels communities, families, elections, countries, politicians, so that there is no space for hope to filter in, for fear to be lifted, for hatred to dissipate?


Being gentle does *not* mean ignoring the role we can play by
… being a voice for the voiceless
… righting wrongs
… challenging principalities and powers by our words, thoughts, actions, prayers.


Being gentle *does* mean
… speaking in tones and words that don’t threaten
… acting in ways that don’t incite
… “thinking through” situations and responding rather than reacting.
… listening to the voices of those who have walked similar paths before us: Gandhi, Anne Frank, Malala, Martin Luther King Jr., Jesus, Elie Wiesel, the Dalai Lama and many others.


Being gentle *does* mean
… not giving power to hurtful words in personal emails, social media posts, phone calls, snail mail letters
… focus on addressing wrongs in our own community we’ve overlooked or ignored in the past because it was happening to *the other* and not to us, because we didn’t want to get involved, or we didn’t think it would make a difference.


Hurtful words and actions can push us forward so we give financial support to organizations who are being threatened … offer sanctuary in our homes, our cities, our countries … speak gentle words of strength, courage, steadfastness and hope to those who are deeply wounded by the rhetoric and chaos.


Embodying a life of gentleness could mean much to individuals, families, communities, countries
and this world.


May we be gentle with one another. May we be gentle with ourselves.  “Be gentle with yourself and others.  You are a child of the Universe.  So are they.  You have a right to be here.  They do, too.  So let us be gentle with others and ourselves.”   <an adaptation of American writer Max Ehrmann who penned the “Desiderata.”>

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© June Maffin
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