Saturday, July 22, 2023

Place of Color

We are forever making things clean.  Many of our activities are about putting things back in order.  We often believe that things can not be clean enough.  We talk about them being sacred even.  I am not here to tell you not to clean I am afraid, but I want you to think about this in the proper context.

The first thing to understand is there can be too much of a good thing.  As a child of the seventies it is rather funny to know that my favorite food of the time is extinct.  I loved the bananas then more than anything.  My birthday cake had to have them, but over the years the cakes would never be the same.  They got very good at growing bananas.

We got so good at growing bananas we created new types of nations: the banana republic.  This phrase people like to throw around, but it really is tied to the extinction of my banana.  This wonderful system they had relied on clones for one thing.  They would take parts of the banana plant and replant and make new plants.  Well actually they would make identical copies.  A fungus came along and found one plant it liked and it found it liked all the plants around.  Monoculture was the problem.

There were many lessons learned from this experience yet what they did was find another banana and do the same thing.  That banana we eat today may change again soon.  How does this relate to cleaning?  They tried to clear away everything from their field that they thought would not make them money.  They wanted more and more of what made them money.  Good was good so more would be great.

There are reasons that this is not true.  There are pros and cons.  Yield maximization, easier to manage, and higher revenue vs higher pesticide use, soil degradation and fertility loss, higher use of fertilizers, high water use, decrease in biodiversity and impact on pollinators, economic risks,.  So monoculture is super popular.

In most subsistence farming practices, crops are grown and harvested to feed a family or local community. In monoculture agriculture, however, the crop is produced for commercial purposes, which gives an oppressive aspect to the whole process of using farmlands to grow monoculture crops. 

Once the harvest is reaped, it will be transported long distances to a large number of destinations.

Our scripture today comes from two sections of Mathew 13 and it paints a clear and difficult picture.  Despite all our efforts when we try to do too much we create worse damage.  As we read this scripture we are going to think deep about the words weeds and good seed.  I will read Matthew 13:24-30 from the Amplified Bible: Weeds among Wheat

24 Jesus gave them another parable [to consider], saying, “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field.

We have a story here of practical application.  We begin with judgement.  There is good seed and there is something else.  The confounding thing is they produce things that resemble each other.  Well the assumption we make is the seed that is not good is simply of no use.  The good seed is so defined by what it is eventually used.  If it fills the belly of a warrior.  If it fills the belly of a widow.  If it fills the belly of a king.  If it falls as a scrap and fills the beggars belly.  These are not closed stories Jesus is telling, but like this life they are confusing.

Back in verse 13 Mathew informs us why Jesus is talking in parables.

13 This is the reason I speak to the crowds in parables: because while [having the power of] seeing they do not see, and while [having the power of] hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand and grasp [spiritual things]. 14 In them the prophecy of Isaiah is being fulfilled, which says,

‘You will hear and keep on hearing, but never understand;
And you will look and keep on looking, but never comprehend;
15 
For this nation’s heart has grown hard,
And with their ears they hardly hear,
And they have [tightly] closed their eyes,
Otherwise they would see with their eyes,
And hear with their ears,
And understand with their heart, and turn [to Me]
And I would heal them [spiritually].’

Already a sad story.  Our scripture continues:

 25 But while his men were sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds [resembling wheat] among the wheat, and went away. 26 So when the plants sprouted and formed grain, the weeds appeared also. 27 The servants of the owner came to him and said, ‘Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? Then how does it have weeds in it?’ 28 He replied to them, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The servants asked him, ‘Then do you want us to go and pull them out?’ 29 But he said, ‘No; because as you pull out the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. 30 Let them grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, “First gather the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; but gather the wheat into my barn.”’”

There is a political question here for the church about who planted the weeds.  They are talking about a specific plant that looks like wheat but has no value.  We often think of weeds as plants we don't like.  Here we have something more.  A mimic almost a parasite.  There is also a practical question here that I find more relevant today.  The church has long wrestled with interpretation.  Many churches don't speak to each other much..

It is a mixed bag.  There are so many that resemble each other.  It is an odd word to use but there is an evolution of religion.  In the past you can be assured there were more types.  In the future there will be less.  It was so with us.  Where ever we look in the past we find similar things.   There have been many types of people.  If you look into tradition there are more types than can be counted.  If we look with a scientific eye we find new continuously.  We learn about the future and the past if you think about it.  We are currently looking at early galaxies that seem too complex and wonder if the universe might be twice as old as we think.  

Would explain the stars that seem to be older than the universe for one thing.  The Catholic church once said time started October 22, 4004 BC.  Today the same institution now speaks of the big bang 13.7 or perhaps 26.3 billion years ago.  Nobody seems to really care anymore what they think.

The way to respond to problems is usually to do something, but for practical purposes there really is nothing we can do in certain cases.  To the people who heard only half our scripture today this  would almost be a depressing message.  There is nothing to be done.  Good when sown will grow but it would seem also will evil.  This scripture almost foreshadows the entire darker side to the churches history.  Often people have tried to rip up whole types of people.  What they found at the roots was they were too intertwined to take apart.

Ecclesiastes 4:12 And though one can overpower him who is alone, two can resist him. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

Matthew 19:6 Amplified Bible: 6 So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore, what God has joined together, let no one separate.”

Mathew takes us deeper with the disciples in 13:36-43 again from the Amplified Bible
The Weeds Explained
36 Then He left the crowds and went into the house. And His disciples came to Him saying, “Explain [clearly] to us the parable of the weeds in the field.” 

What a blessing to be able to ask the great teacher a question and what a blessing to have this response here:

37 He answered, “The one who sows the good seed is the Son of Man, 38 and the field is the world; and [as for] the good seed, these are the sons of the kingdom; and the weeds are the sons of the evil one; 39 and the enemy who sowed them is the devil, and the harvest is the end of the age; and the reapers are angels. 40 So just as the weeds are gathered up and burned in the fire, so will it be at the end of the age.

Again to the practical first we see these sons resemble each other.  Even if we could tell them apart we would not be able to separate ourselves from the great battle of our time.  Of every time.  As we actively work to make the world better there are people who actively work to make the world worse.  Why they do is less relevant than they do.  In the end all they have to do is change, but for us there will be no shortage of work.

 41 The Son of Man will send out His angels, and they will gather out of His kingdom all things that offend [those things by which people are led into sin], and all who practice evil [leading others into sin], 42 and will throw them into the furnace of fire; in that place there will be weeping [over sorrow and pain] and grinding of teeth [over distress and anger]. 

It is easy to see why the apostles wanted to believe this would all happen in their generation.  In the ways that are important it happened during their generation: they fought the great fight.  In the ways that are important it is happening in our generation and your generation and my generation: we fight the great fight.

43 Then the righteous [those who seek the will of God] will shine forth [radiating the new life] like the sun in the kingdom of their Father. He who has ears [to hear], let him hear and heed My words.

The good seed in the end in not in danger.  The righteous seek the will of God.  There is something over simplified as if the world was back and white.  We like to believe that so much our intuition tells us more good is all we need, but when we look at the context again we see a more complex picture.  Where we manage to create black and white like those banana fields it always takes oppression.  Along with the comical aspects of the banana republic the foundations are truly dark.

Reality has more color and most of the world reflects this fact.  I have this sense when people talk about the third world this is what they are really talking about.  This need to make the world black and white.  To rip out the color is not to understand what is white light: all the colors together.  There used to be a first and second and third world.  The second one was this two camp theory of the world and included all the communist countries on alternate development paths.  Poland in 1963 is a pretty fair example of a second world country.

So you see there really no longer is a second world yet people still talk about the third world.  There is something in common that is not easy to name, but when I look around the world I see these places of color.  Practical difficulties created by the great fight.  Where people separate themselves there is this oppression involved.  There is really no way around.  A place of white that wants to separate itself out.  The flaw in white supremacy is that all the colors are present in itself.

When we go out in the field we must understand there is going to be some confusion.  We can equally understand that there is good reason.  People working towards different ends resemble each other.  God would not lose one.  There are people working towards our extinction.  The great battle is happening in every generation so yeah I am sure they don't feel wrong.

Let Us pray
Creator of All
We seek your will
We find ourselves confused
Your son told us we would be 
We glorify the one who uses even our confusion 
We ask your help in all we do
Continue to guide us we ask in the name of your son Jesus Christ
Amen

Benediction
In your community you will find confusion
This another sign to glorify our Father in Heaven
Rejoice in your confusion and know you are not alone
Go be community

Nottingham UMC 7/23/2023

Place of Color

 Reality has more color and most of the world reflects this fact.  I have this sense when people talk about the third world this is what they are really talking about.  This need to make the world black and white.  To rip out the color is not to understand what is white light: all the colors together.  There used to be a first and second and third world.  The second one was this two camp theory of the world and included all the communist countries on alternate development path.  Poland in 1963 is a pretty fair example of a second world country.


So you see there really no longer is a second world yet people still talk about the third world.  After spending several weeks in Mexico I find we need new words.  There is something in common that is not easy to name, but when I look around the world I see these places of color.  Practical difficulties created by the great fight.  Where people separate themselves there is this oppression involved.  There is really no way around.  A place of white that wants to separate itself out.  The flaw in white supremacy is that all the colors are present.

Monday, July 17, 2023

Mexico

I fall in love easy
Did you ever meet someone you were sure you already knew
My how life taking trips was always to see someone

There are cooks and artists in the kitchens
Artists bring you back
They don't seem to recognize each other

The heat is what I miss the most
No concern for the weather
Not a topic of any concern

Where I come from it is almost all we talk about
If you don't like the weather it will change
The heat not interested

No bad days in Sayulita
The heat grabs hold of you
Olympic epic sweating

Everywhere I go here is cold
I miss the heat being held
Every single interaction positive

Showered down and cleansed my soul
Was never one much for heat
First to say it is easier to get warm

Traveling light I could have travelled lighter still
Not a single forecast other than for the waves
Never really knew the temperature but not below 80 18 days

Brought little rain with me
Absent seven months
It is a special type of life that thrives here

Despite every obstacle and speed bump
Love speed bumps in Mexico wave motif I guess
There is a rhythm to cross the road

Not a first time feel something words fail to describe
A place of color
A place that feels like home

A place of white such a contrast
A place better organized
A place that feels like a fortress

Whatever was going on I felt warm
With other foreigners in the combi the AC engaged
Without the window open

Was a long time for me not to drive
Hunted by waves from Singapore in Mexico
I miss the heat




Saturday, July 8, 2023

The Main Break

As much fun as I am having I am really only at the end of the beginning
But as of today I have been to the main break
Not all that much to report but I caught each wave

Somewhere I wasn't sure I would ever be and just found myself
Roberto called me lets go
It was gonna be a lot of sun and I might look like a Mexican after he said

I finally had his name right
I said I was with Sergio they said they think there was some confusion
I said I was sure there was

We had spoken many things
Beyond words
Beyond names

There was Hannah volunteering from Australia
You couldn't guess what she guessed
There is no way for you to know

You need a name to recommend
You need a name to share
A teacher really don't need a name

Might have guessed it was the main break as a boat load was dropped 
Made my way out there
The board will run some when you stop paddling

It was the same but different
There was more time to do everything
Those last three paddles made all the difference

These beautiful green mountains
What you saw most of the time there was people giving up
Everyone and everything is so much closer than it seems

I ran down not sure how many times
Six hours all told
Back at the camp I needed my arms to get up from the chair

I was not in pain I was depleted
Walked back from town walked down to town
Everything was functional and I was feeling good

I could not have planned a better schedule
Should not take credit next time would plan less
I was lucky I was out on the main break before I knew I was

The last two I knew I was done 
You don't know how much you got
But you can measure yourself at the main break






Thursday, July 6, 2023

Surfing 104

The fourth lesson Sergio was telling me about the third eye in the chest
I already got one of those
The fourth eye from the center of your heart
He told me a story

When you get up look from your heart
Ok yes we agreed the fourth eye
It made me happy
I stood up and knew where to go

He said follow your heart
He did not have to tell me twice
I could stand and now knew where I was going
I wonder if I explained that 

Words lose their hope
It was the heart he said to follow
There is another use of the heart chakra
How you surf is with the heart

I thought this was a longer poem
But that was before it was written

Wednesday, July 5, 2023

Sayulita Waves

I have kindred spirits in these waves of Sayulita
What is special about them is instantly clear to me
They have come from further than I have
Grey in the temples you might say

These grandparent waves so suddenly arrived
The information transmitted not the water
We like to think it is the water that travels
I like to imagine the water travels

More than our imagination can create
You have to see it arrive so abrupt
How is it ready?
And I hear some whispers

It was long way to come
Enough it was to be
Transmuted surfed perhaps
Renewed

The waves never go home
And never stop only go below your perception
What is a large wave
You are one larger

What is a small wave
You are one smaller

Tuesday, July 4, 2023

Surfing 102

The day after tomorrow I will surf next
Been watching been thinking
Working myself into shape

The green waves make me miss the mountains
So many miss them
Three hard paddles

Three I yelled 
They wait for the water to take them
The water is not going anywhere

Just up and down
Sometimes the sun builds island in the sea
It is the potential that becomes kinetic

It is like eating the neck bone
Ninety percent of surfing is paddling
Makes me think of the chair lift

As we go up we charge up
The amount of potential energy we have is 10,000 waves frozen
I miss the green mountain white

The speed and the sun burn in common
Wind burn down the mountain
With out an engine I have never gone faster

I would surf again
I will ride the chair lift more
Ninety percent of skiing on frozen water is skiing