Sunday, 23 April 2023

The Gift - a poem in response to privilege and beauty

 Sometimes, there are no words...

A picture was painted for me in the form of an interaction.

Respecting confidentiality means I will not say more.

This poem is my response.

THE GIFT

The face was lined and soft

And at time her eyes flashed bright:

a blue of cloudless days that

once were filled with laughter.

A shuffle of her heavy feet, and two

gnarled, small hands that had

soothed children, friends and faces

long ago.

Clouds now muffled, and garbled

thoughts tumbled out and

many did not stop to care.

She had little, but a lot of time.

And her eyes lit up once more

and she gave all she had –

a broken posy from a bottle,

flowers fading and final

petals about to fall.

© JVandersee 21 April 2023

Monday, 19 December 2022

Who gives away anything for free, these days?

 Happy Christmas! A free gift for you…

Have you ever had your suspicions raised when someone is giving out things for free?

Why are they doing that? What’s “the catch”? Is there a hidden motive, or an annoying group or newsletter to sign up to?

There’s a great Aussie saying that “there is no such thing as a free lunch” --- everything has a cost to someone, somewhere, sooner or later.

Christmas gifts are costly – time, effort, thought and risk. What if the person doesn’t like it?

It’s easier these days to return gifts, or - to openly declare on social media what you want or do not want, and of course, money or gift cards remove a lot of the risk of giving.

What is the cost of Christmas lunch or dinner? Not just the food, but the preparation and the buying of ingredients, the management of time, household members and the invitations to guests who may or may not come. And the risk of relationships.

Christmas is a time when all of us need to prepare our hearts and minds to give gifts. Not gifts purchased or made, but much bigger than that. Gifts of forgiveness, grace, mercy and love to the undeserving of our own families and lives. Gifts that cannot be seen, or counted, or understood except with the heart.

A free gift that you give to yourself is to let go of hurt and free your heart and mind from anger and bitterness.

A free gift that you give another is to let them be the imperfect human that they are, without trying to make them into what you had hoped they might be.

On that first Christmas, the gift of the baby Jesus was to show imperfect humanity that they could come just as they were – poor shepherds, unmarried mother, confused father, and searching wise men.

The gift of Christmas is freely given, and we remember that we too have cost others time, money, patience, care, worry and troubles over the years of our lives.

When we receive freely given gifts, our natural urge is to want to do something to ‘pay’, but what about just accepting the gift, and saying “thank you”? Open your heart to ‘undeserved’ and unexpected gifts – time, compliments, free fruit, hugs, or other joys.

The point of God sending Jesus is that no-one is ever good enough, no-one is worthy: it is just pure love, mercy, and grace for humanity. That is the gift of Christmas.

Friday, 15 April 2022

That's My Soul - a reflection, and a poem

I first came across this poem (not in Larson, but another prophetic work) in the 1980s as a teen searching for how the Gospels and New Testament relate to what I saw and felt in church each Sunday, and in my professing-Christian home.  Thankfully, God was real to me back then, despite what I experienced, and God’s love has carried me through many searching times.

His mercy and grace are what that I pray desperately to pass on to others.

Now, I have better skills and can sit with others in their pain, sorrow, loss and questions.

And, this poem ‘found me’ again, as I want to bring Jesus to a post-post-Christian world: to those who have put their souls out there only to find they are mocked, abused, used and discarded when they don’t measure up, don’t have any money left, no longer have sex appeal, or are just not on trend any more. 

How will others experience God in me, through me?  How will I care for them? (souls = persons – as Martin Buber redefines: I-thou, not I-it)

“Through us, God spreads the knowledge of Christ

everywhere like perfume”.

2 Corinthians 2:14b (NIrV)

 

THAT’S MY SOUL by Ernest L. Stech

That’s my soul lying there.

 

You don’t know what a soul is?

You think it’s some kind of ghostly sheetlike thing

   you can see through and it floats in the air?

That’s my soul lying there.

 

Remember when my hand shook because I was nervous in the group?

Remember the night I goofed and argued too much

  and got mad and couldn’t get out of the whole mess?

I was putting my soul on the line.

 

Another time I said that someone once told me

  something about herself that she didn’t have to.

I said that she told me something that could have hurt her.

And I guess I was asking you to do the same.

I was asking you to let me know you.

That’s part of my soul, too!

 

When I told you that my mother didn’t love my dad and I knew it as a kid,’

When I said that my eyes water when I get hurt

  even though I am thirty-four and too much a man to cry,

I was putting my soul out there in the space between you and me.

Yeah, that’s my soul lying there.

 

I’ve never met God.

I mean I’ve never met that old man who sits on a

  cloud with a crown and a staff and knows everything

  and is everything and controls everything.

But I’ve met you.

 

Is that God in your face?

Is that God in your soul lying there?

 

Well, that’s my soul lying there.

I’ll let you pick it up.

That’s why I put it there.

 

I’ll bruise and turn rancid like an old banana if

  you want to manhandle it.

It’ll go away if you want to ignore it.

 

But if you want to put your soul there beside it,

  there may be love.

There may even be God.

(reproduced in Bruce Larson ‘No Longer Strangers’ Key Word Books 1971)

Sunday, 12 December 2021

from 2012 - Ash Wednesday Reflection - learning Anglican traditions

 

ASH WEDNESDAY REFLECTION

The afternoon light was gradually giving way to evening.  We entered silently.  Some sat, some knelt.

I felt the reflective spirit and sombre mood of the occasion.  This was special – the beginning of Lent and the preparation for the wonderful Easter to come.  It was new for me to see St John’s in candlelight.  A few last rays of the sun illuminated the stained glass beautifully.  I took it all in but mostly bowed my head in prayer and preparation.  I wanted to dwell on the words of the service, to open my heart more fully to God and to remember Him in the quietness and flickering shadows.

We all went forward for the Imposition of Ashes.  One by one receiving the grey-black ash mixed with oil in the sign of the cross on the forehead.  I closed my eyes and felt the signing of that powerful symbol on my skin.  I returned to my seat, eyes down and searching to understand the full meaning.

When it came time to exchange the Greeting of Peace, I looked about.  What a shock!  So that’s what I looked like!  Everyone with black marks at the hairline, some more cross-like than others, all evidently there, making a statement.

 Thoughts raced into my mind:  the black of sin – I am marked by my sin as I stand before God in this place…. But so are we all. 

Then – we are all the same – sinners in the sight of God so no room for pride.  We all bear the black mark of sin in one way or another, and all of us stand equal before God.

And then a joyful thrill to my heart as I realised also that the sign of the Cross was upon us all! 

The Cross of Jesus the Saviour, now symbolised in ashes and oil, had taken and paid for my sin so that I and all the others, could stand before God.

The black of ashes from Palm Sunday crosses reminding us of Jesus’ triumphal entry to Jerusalem.  Jesus went to that city full of God’s power to prepare for his work as Saviour – to die on the cross for my sin and for that of the whole world.  The oil, representing both preparation for burial – the death and burial of the old life - and an anointing to be special and set apart for God, and to now live for Him in response.

The strong symbolism and meaning rushed my brain and my heart at once and my eyes flooded with tears.  It was a most beautiful and humbling experience.

When I returned home, I kept on reflecting on how we are all the same before God – His children, marred by sin but now marked by Jesus, to be His, and to live for Him under the sign of the cross.

I took one last look in the mirror at the smudge on my forehead.  The ash and oil wash away but the imprint on my heart and mind is long-lasting.

J. V.

St John’s Dalby

2012

Advent 2021 - Luke chapters 1 and 2

 Poems written during a Quiet Evening led by Vivienne Holt --- A Mary Christmas --- at Christ Church Cathedral, Darwin, Anglican Diocese of the Northern Territory.  32 degrees C; 7-9pm.

Reflecting on Annunciation and Incarnation  

Here I am

a servant of the Lord

Yes.

I surrender.

May it be

Let…

And – “how” is okay

too.

For there are questions

It is uncomfortable.

“The power of the Most High”.

I’m not God.

“He will be called Jesus”.

Let it be to me.

Let God

Yes, God

Again… and again

What does it mean?

[Mary hid all these things in her heart]

“A sword will pierce your own heart”.

A spear pierced his side.

How?

God knows.

© JCV 09 December 2021, Darwin.

-  - - - - - -- - - - - - -

 

I wonder how God puts up with all the questions.

Bruce Almighty ---- the massive whine that reaches from earth to God.

The moans of millions

The bickering of billions

How does God…

 

The shouts of so many

The murdering of multitudes

How does God…

 

God came down – one of us.

Slept, shit, suffered

(Shat?)

And still we accuse:

How does God???!?!?!?!?!

 

God does. God loves.

Because he has. God is love.

(And as I write, the foul language flies flies in from the street and echoes into the expanse of Christ Church Cathedral Darwin, where Black Jesus hangs on a cross for those who don’t know, but God does).

 

© JCV 09 December 2021, Darwin. 

-   - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- -

The Annunciation and other pronouncements

(If I was Gabriel, frustrated already by Zechariah,

I would have had an attitude ready for Miss Mary)

 

But she’s just logical.

She’s different.

 

Her questions, her puzzlement,

her fear --- all very normal.

I, Gabriel, know this from

so much experience.

 

So, I’ll continue:

Joseph sees me in his dream

And gets up immediately and goes -

No questions asked.

 

There are other dreams and visions

In other times and places

But suffice to say, the Magi listened too, and obeyed.

 

And that’s what God is looking for.

Sure, you can discuss it

But don’t blame me for what happens next.

 

© JCV 09 December 2021, Darwin.


Wednesday, 31 March 2021

2 poems for Easter 2021

 

A poem for Easter 2021

 Sometimes silence

The space while Jesus scratches meaning 

In dust upon the ground 

 

Sometimes silence 

After raging storm has ceased and they are

Clueless Who's before them

 

Sometimes silence 

Deafens for He's laid in borrowed tomb

And soldiers guard the stone

 

Sometimes silence 

Of breaking hearts first morning of the week

and He's no longer there

 

Sometimes silence 

Gasping inhale when Risen is among them 

and opens blessed wounds

 

©JCV 01 April 2021

 

Un poém pour Pâques 2021

 Parfois silence

Pendant Jesus écrita par terre

Dans cette poussière

 

Parfois silence

Après l'avoir calmé la tempête

Tout surnaturel événement

 

Parfois silence 

Pendent la fermeture finale

D’une sepulchre banale

 

Parfois silence

Des femmes si éttonnées que

Leur Seigneur resussité!

 

Parfois silence

Entre tous qui ont surveillent

ses blessures frâiches, sacrées

 

©JCV 01 April 2021

Monday, 29 March 2021

When you can’t see… LENT 2021: Gospel of John, chapters 14-17

 LENT 2021:  The gospel according to John, chapters 14-17

When you can’t see the forest for the trees…

It’s been necessary for me to wear glasses since the age of 11, and now in my late 40s, the slow but sure decline of my vision continues a preoccupation with seeing clearly - seeing well.

The interactions of the disciples and Jesus during the final discourses of his life give us a glimpse into how hard it is to see, even when something, or someone, is right in front of our eyes. 

We can imagine that scene where John 14 onward, takes place:  Jesus was before them, in rabbinic traditional pose for teaching, and they – loyal followers of Jesus – were around him listening intently.

Disciples had been called to follow this man, and they had done so. They - and others - were there when he turned water into wine, when he fed thousands of people, when he calmed storms and opened blind eyes, and yet, the recorded conversation shows that they still could not “see” Jesus.  They were those of whom demons had been cast out, who had received healing, and who had donated towards the ministry, and now, who were hanging on his every word.

Here, Jesus was concluding his earthly ministry, heading to Jerusalem and to the cross as he had told them, and here leaves the incredible words of John chapters 14 to 17 to comfort his disciples, and ourselves.

In this beautiful passage, we get an interruption from Philip who piped up and asked the question on the minds of them all:  Show us, please Jesus! Let us see who you are talking about!  Who is this Father, and how does it all fit together?

Clearly, there was another picture in the minds of the disciples, something that they saw that blocked their view of Jesus.  Were they still dreaming of a Jewish revolution to overthrow the Romans and restore the kingdom of Israel?

Jesus had refused to be made a military leader.  Now, he reiterated that knowing him is the same as knowing God the Father, and having seen him (Jesus) is the same as having seen God. [Jesus already outraged the religious leaders by calling God his Father, John 5:18]. 

For the religious leaders of the day, that meant he must be removed – killed - as necessary to keep their observances calm from disruption.  For the disciples, this meant confusion and anxiety as to when and how the “kingdom” Jesus had proclaimed was going to come about. Neither group could see Jesus.

Philip and the others were following Someone who had up-ended their lives. They had given up everything for him – some their fishing boats and livelihoods; women regularly gave of their wealth to support Jesus, and one poured out a costly perfume. They followed up and down the dusty roads of the region, and they heard his words and saw what he could do.

Who was Jesus, if not a food provider, a magic worker, a mystical healer, or a purveyor of pleasant distraction from the harsh realities of life, or a leader to bring an end to Roman oppression?

The disciples both ‘saw’, and did not ‘see’.  There was something going on, and now Jesus was talking about leaving them. Right there, they could only see a gloomy future without this amazing man... they despaired of their teacher moving on and leaving them without a plan and without guidance.  The passages in John’s gospel show how much Jesus saw and felt for them in their pain and confusion.

There is no shame in asking questions, and the honesty of the accounts found in all the gospels and through the New Testament declare that real people met a real man who was really God. 

What about you and I today?  What clouds our vision of Jesus?

Do we come with glasses fogged by assumptions that he is just a nice moral teacher - not God, and not the Saviour?  Do we see the gospels as a bit fanciful - merely interesting or amusing? 

Or, do we come with eyes of faith, asking for help to see clearly as we put daily trust in Jesus as Lord and Saviour?

The solution to our problem of seeing Jesus is firstly in recognising that we cannot see – we are blinded by sin to our own sins, and that is our fundamental issue. As hard as it is to admit, our lenses are scratched and our eyes are clouded by a variety of preconceptions and fears. The Bible is clear - all is not right in the world, and the name of this is sin.

Secondly, accepting that there is a Hope that is so much more than corrective lenses – there is transformation power that happened at the cross where sin was dealt with, and when we accept this - repent, and let Jesus in - we have our eyes opened.  Then, we can see and know and live for God, because of what Jesus did that first Easter.

Only in the salvation provided through Jesus Christ’s life, brutal suffering and death on a cross, his burial, resurrection to life on Easter morning, can we live for God, now and always – only in this Way can we truly see.

Saturday, 16 January 2021

Cracks in the wood...

 What if your faith 'cracks'?

What if what you were hoping for - in a person, a movement, a moment - does not eventuate?

As the Donald Trump illusion fades, many people are questioning their faith in him as the "one" who would right the wrongs of the USA and 'Make America Great Again'.

***

No human can right all wrongs.  No political party has it all together.

Having "enough" faith, or faith to believe that things can be different, is just not enough.

***

"Faith", by itself, is nothing.

Faith is always a bounded concept, which has worth only in the 'what' or 'who' of its grounding.

Faith in a chair fails when a leg cracks off.

Faint in an office, or position, fails with the character of the incumbent.

Where is your faith? Who, or what, is your faith in?

***

If its in yourself, you had better be sure to live worthy of that honour, for you would not want to put your faith in something or someone who fails.

***

If you are tired of fallible human leaders, broken promises and 'doing it all' yourself, you are in good company.

If you cannot muster up "enough" faith to keep going - even as COVID-19 looks like menacing 2021 just as it did 2020 - then think about who or what your faith is grounded in.

What if there was more to this life... more than just humans who fail and our own selves which cannot hold strong to 'the faith' in ourselves?

Why not ask the Good God who makes a Way for all to approach and find strength for this life's journey?

"The Lord God is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness.  Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance..." from The Bible: 2 Peter, chapter 3, verse 9.

May the cracks that we see in our fragile faith lead us to the One who never fails, never falters, and who longs to see wholeness and healing for all.


penned 25 November 2020.   edited and blogged 16 January 2021




Sunday, 23 February 2020

The Final Journey

There was a recent post on Facebook somewhere, asking if you could be a character from the 'Narnia' tales, who would you like to be.

Well, I have been in love with Prince Caspian since I was 9 years old, and until recently may have said "Mrs Prince Caspian"...

Many commenters responded that, no matter who we *want to be*, we are all really Eustace - and I agree.

However, I would now definitely chose to be Mrs Reepicheep:  to stand beside the brave man (in mouse form) who fought for Narnia; who was *prepared to* live without his tail, but wouldn't dare come before the great and perfect beast Aslan without it; and who was gratefully cured (new tail!) by Lucy's magic cordial... 
who stuck firm in the battles against evil, and who committed to the 'Dawn Treader's' last voyage though it may sink:  whose parting words on the final journey were that even if that happened, he would then keep going - swimming towards Narnia and Aslan the king - until he died.

THAT bravery, loyalty, courage and devotion I would love to walk beside... I pray to BE that myself, regardless.

We are all actually on that "final journey", and we all have the choice to follow Aslan or not.
May we chose to be one who serves the mighty lion.

God bless us all!!!  Narnia awaits!!!!

[I'm going to re-read all from the beginning - the analogies have limits, but oh they have wonders!]

Wednesday, 5 June 2019

Self-love, and "scratching your own itches"...


"Love your neighbour AS YOURSELF" says the Scripture.

Well, bad luck Neighbour, because I'm fighting scratching raging to get my own needs met!!!

The social justice call for love, care and concern for the other - and to stop "othering" them is right!!! Great ambition and right thinking here.

Yet, where is a person to start, for if most people treated their neighbours as they treated/Love themselves, there would be LESS quoting of this verse.

See, this verse doesn't just 'appear' in a vacuum, on a list of good suggestions from a cool dude named Jesus...

It's from a context of community, and from a place of possibility in and only through  surrender to the Lordship of Jesus, Son of God and Saviour. 

When you and I have to keep ensuring that certain parts of our lives - emotional, sexual, relational, identity - are "looked after" by ourselves, then that is self-focussed. 
How then can we be loving to the others - just scraping off a bit of our spare energy and emotion after we are sorted?

Isn't this what social justice concern has been RIGHTLY critiquing in a church where Jesus is not Lord, and not allowed to be everything, resulting in scratchy grabby Christians who have ignored the poor and allowed systemic injustice to go on?

The big picture is that my self and my personal issues are connected to the wider whole... 
An example:  I feel threatened by being fat/divorced/single/whatever so I take care of myself and buy myself a holiday, a massage, new clothes and shoes. These things are not wrong - but what is my inner motivation?

I want to FEEL good - something, anything - for a moment, a minute, an hour, and this is fine --- if one believes that "the moment is all we've got".

Yet, if we are made for something more, and if true love of self is not just a minute of pleasure, status, or happiness, but a progression to BEING known and loved and accepted, then surely True Love of the other - neighbour/refugee/spouse - will not come from grabbing moments for myself.

It is being known, embraced, and secure as a child of God - through Jesus - that "enough" is present for me and OVERFLOWS for my neighbour.
Then, I can live out The Golden Rule.

Monday, 27 May 2019

Describe the air you are breathing, and tell others...


Reflection after reading: Acts 10

As Christians, when we start to describe God - the indescribable - we are at risk of 
– nothing, actually!  

For as we need air and are often totally unconscious of it entering and leaving our lungs, we grapple to try and describe the amazing and the mundane of breathing.

When we turn and think of GOD --- GOD just is, and who God is will not be changed by our frail attempts at understanding (theologising) or describing.

From the Bible, from creeds and confessions, though ultimately in the Incarnation – when God came down to be with us in the Person of Jesus Christ – we can see and understand some things, and therefore take heart about a few things that God is not:

-             God is not a ‘bulldozer’ set on destruction but One who wants human flourishing and wholeness;
-             God is not malicious or vicious, just waiting to watch us trip up, but One who lifts us out of the  
         darkness of sin and trouble;
-            God is not without a plan or purpose, and is working towards a good end, desiring that no-one 
        should perish but all come to eternal life through Jesus Christ --- The Way, The Truth, The Life.

An apophatic approach regarding what God is “not”, may lead down many interesting paths of meandering.  But we are not without direction.  God's word clearly shows us so much about who God is, and how God’s work in the world with humans is so amazing and transforming and challenging. 

So, let us for a minute look at one major aspect of God:
  God is a missionary God – a God of calling, moving, disruption, danger and daring…. God enters ‘human space’ [for all space is God’s, really!] and this has effects.

The missionary God is DISRUPTIVE
§                         Abraham, get up and go!  Genesis 12:1…
§                        Peter, get up and go! Acts 10; and --- many others throughout the Bible.

The missionary God is DANGEROUS
§                     Old Testament prophets, “you [Israel] stoned, put to death” many – Jesus; Hebrews 11...
§                     Jesus, they wanted to put him to death…and we too must take up our cross and die daily.

The missionary God is DARING
§                   God ‘took a chance’ on humanity - his creation – to send Jesus and to call followers who would  
              give their all.  The disciples in Acts 2, when the Holy Spirit was poured out, were transformed.
§                    Stephen dared to speak and act, by the power of God the Holy Spirit
§                    Paul's speeches and actions were enabled by the power of God the Holy Spirit

When we put our trust in Jesus Christ and commit to live for God alone, we are setting out on an adventure with the One who wants to disrupt our lives in good ways, for us to have life to the full.  

When we look at the New Testament, we see that following Jesus is not without cost or danger --- it is just as Jesus said it would be.  The last thing Jesus commanded was, in our going, to tell and teach everyone all that he had said, and to baptise these who would also become his disciples (followers).

There are so many waiting to hear this message:  do we dare to live it like it’s true, and to share in whenever and wherever possible?

Saturday, 25 May 2019

Narrow and few?! Says WHO ?

Jesus, actually...

https://www.patheos.com/blogs/christiancrier/2019/05/10/why-is-the-gate-so-narrow-and-so-few-find-it/?utm_source=Newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Evangelical&utm_content=46 

What hope for wounded creatures? Preliminary thoughts...


What hope for wounded creatures?

There are explicit and traumatising accounts of human abuse, torture and terror reigned upon the non-human creation coming at us through the media. It is right to be disgusted, and right that we do all in our power to stop deliberate and sustained attacks on everything – from rivers and landscapes being filled full of filth, to flies whose wings are pulled off by children, and to dogs or donkeys whose skins are pulled off while they are still alive. 

Records of humanity’s “inhumanity to man” are as old as time, and the vile treatment of the non-human is plain.  The cries to “do something” for animals in pain come frequently to our ears, bombarding our senses, and overloading our emotions.  Are we to hate people and reject community with our fellow humans?

Here are some points that I hope will encourage further thinking on this issue, given with the understanding that this is a huge topic and I am not an expert:

Firstly, animal rights activists are correct to tell us ‘all is NOT okay with the world’, as they point out abuses heaped upon innocent creatures.  Their voices are right to shout out that evil exists, and is present in societies all over this world.  Something is very wrong with the person who would slowly torture a kitten, grasshopper, dolphin or deer, to death.

[This article is not going to address food choices.  I accept and participate in swift and ‘humane-as-possible’ dispatching of various creatures for human consumption, without waste or disrespect as Indigenous peoples can teach us (no “pleasure” hunting or fishing); and with regard to approved health and hygiene standards.]

All creation is crying out for full and final redemption, in whatever form that may ultimately take.  The Bible tells us this, as the story commences with God’s perfection which then becomes marred and pained by human wrong-doing.  This wrong affects everyone and everything, including ecosystems, invertebrates, air quality, and especially human relationships with each other, and the creation.

What to do then, with seemingly ‘competing’ values? While it is actually possible to do more than one moral thing at a time, many seem to have abandoned their fellow humans and decided that non-humans deserve attention they have lacked for some time.  I was recently given examples of this on a Facebook thread where attempts to ask questions were met with such vitriol that I cannot imagine the pain and abuse lying behind the respondents' bile.  [I say more about it at the end of this piece].

One attempt to manage competing concerns was the “values clarification” of the 1990s[1] which clearly is not helpful. Who wants to live in a world where a bus full of children is ‘sacrificed’ to save the last sloth crawling slowly across the dangerous mountain road?  

For those who may say “serve you humans right – you are in that precious and endangered sloth’s territory so you deserve to go over the cliff and die”, that raises many more questions than this article can address, including whether I would want to live next door to you.

Secondly, trying to relate to hurting creatures as equals does seem to underpin the actions of many animal rights campaigners. This may be the ideal, yet fails to recognise the otherness of the creature.[2] A dog is not a sheep, is not a shark, is not a snail, is not a turtle...so how can these creatures “connect” to each other?  It does happen occasionally, usually in circumstances that are unusual – a human’s backyard, a zoo, or other interventionist arena.  

How is it showing respect for the other when the creature is forced to interact with those not of their own kind?  What are the ethics of this kind of treatment of animals?

Many people seem to turn to animals in their own pain and woundedness and see themselves in the dark liquid pools of a dog’s (or other critter’s) eyes and “feel” a connection.[3]  There is as yet no possibility of objective data for confirming or dismissing “connection”, and data around communication with invertebrates doesn’t seem to warrant much attention.

I wonder, is what they see there a reflection of their own hurt, rejection and loss?  In what way are wounded humans able to actually help the abused creature through reaction borne out of our own pain?

Humans are charged with greater responsibility, and so will be held to account for the uses and abuses of God’s creation.  We are responsible for responding (or not) to God’s call for healing and hope that is provided through Jesus Christ the Saviour, and as we are transformed by this good news, we will be able to bring healing to creation.

Humans hurt by other humans are still hurting.  Avoiding fellows and mistrusting all is not a long-term solution.  And, those who “turn to” animals for comfort are still on the outside “looking in”, for a person is not a sheep, nor a lizard, nor a dog.  

By insisting on anthropomorphism are not humans just bringing creatures to the level of humanity?  And how is that helpful to the creatures that we – collectively – have a degree of ‘power over’ that we may both assist them, and affirm them, in their difference to us?

Thirdly, creation IS glorious, wonderful, and praises its Creator.  All through the Bible, there are metaphors which speak of the mountains, hills, rocks and streams praising God who knows the flowers and grasses of the fields, and even tiny sparrows as they fall.  Sparrows will fall, as will humans, for we are all going to die one day.  We are not to speed-up that death by pollution, cruelty, or mismanagement of resources. Yet, there remains a distinction:  there is the human, and there is the non-human.[4]

Many times, it seems that in reaction to having previously forsaken animal care, and as a reaction to examples of horrendous treatment, finite resources are gathered for appeals to provide new beaks for ducks, wheel-chairs for foxes, and hysterectomies for old hens. This is completely immoral in my opinion.

What must be done firstly, is to be honest about the wealth and privilege of pet and animal owners in western countries, while in developing countries, many count it a privilege to have a goat, a fish or a chicken to kill for dinner. 

I wonder what is the monetary, annual cost of giving pets hip replacements, chemotherapy, and medications for epilepsy, arthritis or diabetes?

What about the equitable sharing of resources – private and communal - to provide for hungry children, for infant and maternal health, for adequately-trained carers for those with disabilities as needed, for a resolution of teen homelessness and the prevention of elder abuse on our doorstep, just beside our shops and schools? 

Human lives must take priority.  I place humanity somewhere quite differently than on the same level as a goat, snail, donkey or shark, and I believe that the Bible also does this.

The world is in a mess, and yet there is healing in and through the Person of Jesus, who came down to this earth as a human, in order to save humans. 

We are certainly going to be held to account to whether or not we have loved our neighbour as ourselves, for the parable of Jesus which illustrated that was humane treatment of another human being, and not of the donkey that the Good Samaritan set the injured man upon.[5]

By not speaking of the donkey, Jesus did not in any way condone animal mistreatment, for he certainly allowed for breaking the Sabbath to provide the basic needs of all.[6]  Homo sapiens are you and me and our family and friends and neighbours and enemies – all made in the image of the Creator who longs for human community, and who are distinct from animals, plants, rocks and stars and planets.

So much more may be said, and from many different perspectives.
  
What I know is that I refuse to accept a charge that I hate animals because I chose to eat them, under certain conditions as alluded to previously. I also chose not to despise my own species; despite the evils they continue to perpetrate.

I am a human being who has felt very strongly in the past that the only ones who understood me were non-human ‘furries and featheries’.  There was so much pain inside me that I could not bear it, as I rejected humans for their foul deeds and looked to the non-human for company.  

My testimony that I am finding healing and hope ONLY in the Lord Jesus Christ.  I had to surrender my pain, my hurt, my abuse, and instead receive a new heart – one that remains soft towards animals and in right relationship to them as non-human creatures – that can love all people.  Jesus alone offers hope for wounded creatures of all sorts, now and ultimately.

It is a choice to be healed and to walk a healing journey.  It is very difficult to give up feelings that have long been close and comfortable, to say “yes” to trusting Jesus. 

Jesus is FOR you, and for all creatures.  Jesus came to this earth as a real human being, and was abused, betrayed and suffered at the hands of humans.

Will you let him take the crushed and bleeding part of you that identifies with the abused of any description, and make you whole?



[1] Many may remember those exercises involving – for example – a number of people in the boat with fewer life jackets than folks, and having to decide who gets one, and why.  I believe that these were used to determine from rationalist thinking where the value of a human life comes from, through their ability to contribute to the ecosystem, and not from any innate dignity of being.  This is a challenge to the “imageo dei” concept, which is itself is now under review.
[2] The ideation of animals as “pure” and “wild”, with humans their antithesis, is beyond the scope of this paper. Any cursory glance at search-engine results indicates that “animal soul”, “animal purity”, along with the idea that “animals make us better humans” are current in popular culture; some current philosophical and theological debates are exploring these ideas further.
[3] There is as yet no possibility of objective data for confirming or dismissing “connection”, and data around communication with invertebrates doesn’t seem to warrant much attention.  Science - as concerned with the physical and provable - should not venture into issues of “soul” and “connection” if it wishes to remain credible in its material inquiry (empiricism). This is different to the concept of “consciousness”, which is accepted:  https://www.newscientist.com/article/mg21528836-200-animals-are-conscious-and-should-be-treated-as-such/
[5] For further study:  What if the non-human creation is already “saved”?  What if is already God’s own possession, as he made it all, and it praises him continually?  What if the creatures are watching us to see how we treat each other – even the least ‘worthy’: the criminal, the drug-addict or the “illegal” refugee – to see how much we care for our fellows?  What if the non-humans go directly “to God” upon their deaths, while humans must choose to follow the Saviour and repent of sin and reject the evil that continues to entrap and blind?
[6] Don’t you lead your ox or donkey to water on the Sabbath? Luke 13:15, and 14:5; see also Matthew 12:11 about assisting sheep, or any animal, as needed.  Jesus “broke the Sabbath” to care for others, and saw it as acceptable for meeting the physical needs of all creatures, Mark 2:23-28.