Thursday, 26 May 2022

Meditation on 1stCentury Document on the end of life of Jesus

Mark story-pair 8 (Mk 2:1-12)

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My heading

He makes amends with faithful friends; to predispose his chance with foes. 

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He does more with faithful four. Helps the leaders - & us readers!


1Καὶ εἰσελθὼν πάλιν εἰς Καφαρναοὺμ δι’ ἡμερῶν ἠκούσθη ὅτι ἐν οἴκῳ ἐστίν. 2καὶ συνήχθησαν πολλοὶ ὥστε μηκέτι χωρεῖν μηδὲ τὰ πρὸς τὴν θύραν, καὶ ἐλάλει αὐτοῖς τὸν λόγον. 3Καὶ ἔρχονται φέροντες πρὸς αὐτὸν παραλυτικὸν αἰρόμενον ὑπὸ τεσσάρων.

4καὶ μὴ δυνάμενοι προσενέγκαι αὐτῷ διὰ τὸν ὄχλον ἀπεστέγασαν τὴν στέγην ὅπου ἦν, καὶ ἐξορύξαντες χαλῶσιν τὸν κράβαττον ὅπου ὁ παραλυτικὸς κατέκειτο. 5καὶ ἰδὼν ὁ Ἰησοῦς τὴν πίστιν αὐτῶν λέγει τῷ παραλυτικῷ· τέκνον, ἀφίενταί σου αἱ ἁμαρτίαι. 6Ἦσαν δέ τινες τῶν γραμματέων ἐκεῖ καθήμενοι καὶ διαλογιζόμενοι ἐν ταῖς καρδίαις αὐτῶν· 7τί οὗτος οὕτως λαλεῖ; βλασφημεῖ· τίς δύναται ἀφιέναι ἁμαρτίας εἰ μὴ εἷς ὁ θεός; 8καὶ εὐθὺς ἐπιγνοὺς ὁ Ἰησοῦς τῷ πνεύματι αὐτοῦ ὅτι οὕτως διαλογίζονται ἐν ἑαυτοῖς λέγει αὐτοῖς· τί ταῦτα διαλογίζεσθε ἐν ταῖς καρδίαις ὑμῶν; 9τί ἐστιν εὐκοπώτερον, εἰπεῖν τῷ παραλυτικῷ· ἀφίενταί σου αἱ ἁμαρτίαι, ἢ εἰπεῖν· ἔγειρε καὶ ἆρον τὸν κράβαττόν σου καὶ περιπάτει; 10ἵνα δὲ εἰδῆτε ὅτι ἐξουσίαν ἔχει ὁ υἱὸς τοῦ ἀνθρώπου ἀφιέναι ἁμαρτίας ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς– λέγει τῷ παραλυτικῷ· 11σοὶ λέγω, ἔγειρε ἆρον τὸν κράβαττόν σου καὶ ὕπαγε εἰς τὸν οἶκόν σου. 12καὶ ἠγέρθη καὶ εὐθὺς ἄρας τὸν κράβαττον ἐξῆλθεν ἔμπροσθεν πάντων, ὥστε ἐξίστασθαι πάντας καὶ δοξάζειν τὸν θεὸν λέγοντας ὅτι οὕτως οὐδέποτε εἴδομεν.  Mark 2:1-12  NA28 (yet to fix linksStudy Helps: Translations, via Bible Gateway etc; Parsing; Expository Dictionary.


  1. And having entered once again into

              Capernaum, days later it was heard:

    "He's back at home." Folk gathered (as they do)

        -  together, so that there's no room - absurd?!


  1. - not even at the door outside (no few!),

    and he was telling them the message there. …


               Along they come and bring to him this dude,

    a paralytic being carried where 


  1. his group of four would take him. (When Plan A  ,  

though now begun, was stymied, they'd then give 

Plan B a try, or then Plan C create.

This creativity was how they'd live!)

 

  1. To come near they weren’t able.   - Not today!

                because the crowd (that gathered made a sheath)

                they then broke up the roof above (some way),

                removed the roof where he was (underneath),


  1.     then they let down the pallet there, on which

    the paralytic man (could only) lie.

    And Jesus, having seen their faith*, his pitch

    to paralytic bloke (was this "high five"!):


  1. "My son, the sins of yours - 'forgiven' are!"

    (He looked up at the roof, and at those men*.

    And he knew of some others not too far

    away, whom he would battle with again:)


  1. Some Teachers of the Law were sitting there

    and thinking, dialoguing in their hearts:

    Why does this man say this? He blasphemes! Where

    can folk (outside of priests in temples) start


  1. to speak for God like this? It's God alone

    who can forgive your sins! And straightaway

    then Jesus, in his spirit having known

    that this was what their inside voice would say,


  1. said unto them "Why these thoughts in your hearts?

    (then in their questing, he helps them along,

    with questions, and with signs from God, he starts)

    "Which one is easier, (as folk look on)


  1. to say (with matching words and deeds as well)

    to paralytic people "Now your sins

    'Forgiven' are!" or else to (show and) tell:

    "Get up, take up your mat and walk!" (Which wins?


  1. I'll do the clearest, hardest one to do!)

    Just so that you might know the Son of A

    (where A stands for "a" man, but  "Adam" too)

    has (God's) authority, right here today,


  1. on Earth, for giving sins away (and that) !

    Addressing then the paralysed (alone):

    "I say to you, get up, take up your mat 

    and go back (now, yourself) into your home!"


  1. And up he got, and straightaway he (tried,)

    -  took up his mat, went out before them all

    so that they were amazed and glorified

    God, saying "We have not seen this before!"


*  Imagine the scene. Be the director/ producer/ even a character in the story.. consider this question that was prompted to me from the text:

How does Jesus "see their faith"? 

Check your imaginative version of the story: How did they "let the man down through the roof, to the place where Jesus was"? In your imaginative "movie", when the man hit the floor on his mat, what did the four do with what connected his mat with their hands? 


As I've done the work of entering into the story, and letting the story into me - imaginatively; I've found new understandings come to me!




Audio (not very pollished, walking towards Bribaree from Lone Pine NSW, from Temora).



Wednesday, 25 May 2022

A bit of a response to this morning so far..




So "Thank you"  to Creative Love that works

along with our small efforts to fill up

what's needed, we don't need the other perks, 

Creative Love just loves to fill the cup.


Creative Love might be a bar tender.

My cup is always overflowed a bit.

I'm glad to walk this road with who's a friend, 

a mentor too, and such a clever wit.


And for the way all difficult things are

worked over and made servants of the way,

espesh'ly when we can't see very far.

I've seen creative love fix things today.


This calls for some resilience and trust,

to not think that because I'm not in charge,

or can't see how this project won't go bust,

that I cannot endorse it, or just barge


in and take over, in the ways I've learned

to manage or manipulate outcomes.

I'm checking my allegiance, not to spearn

a simple trust in who has done their sums.




Wednesday 25 May 2022 pm



Still on Morangarell Road.


I went to put my feet up on a fence,

then saw those pesty ants upon the ground

where I was just about to lie, so hence,

I picked my water bottle up and found


my way back to the road, though some what slowed

by stinging in my feet. I soon will jog.

And here's a few more places that soon showed

they came to view soon after twelve o'clock:


On the right, 

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on the left:


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Amazing to think of how many things have been done to serve the purposes of creative love. Like this school. Did the job. Well, not the technology of the school: the Education Department,  the building, the curriculum, etc.;. but the human beings, the teacher Elsa, and the students named above, in families of care and training, in order to see the purposes of creative love worked out. The technology can, no doubt, be a useful tool. 


We don't want the tail wagging the dog!



About 12:30pm i find this sign, beside a sewn field. Level with the horizon, on the right. Heartening.


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A bloke in the pub yesterday asked regarding  'Narraburra': "How do you know there's so many skinny rabbits out there?" 


."I don't know." I said. 


Maybe a prompt could be: Where does a rabbit live in the bush? Now look at the name. Say it out loud if necessary.


There you go.



Another reflection on walking - again.


At about 12:50 I pass Balwin's Road on my right, (a sign tells me I've come 19 km from Temora) around the site of the Narraburra Post Office and Hotel (with footy field, cricket pitch, & race track nearby)

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At 1pm, on the right here is the sight of another scool that lasted for 30 yrs from the late 1800's to the early 1900's..

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Amazing eh?



A bit of a rest on a disused bridge, at about 1:30pm (on the road on the left)

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Lovely moss to lie on, a railing to prop feet on, and no ants (that I could see at first).

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Wow, at 3:30pm I came upon the little Narraburra Hall. Looks like someone has bought it and maybe is living in it,  or in containers out the back. It stopped being a community hall in 1986.

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Then about 5min later i found out how far I've travelled from Temora.

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Then around 4pm, that angel whom I met for coffee this morning brought out my trolley. It was going to be at around 3pm, because then the car had to take kids swimming at 3:30pm, BUT, the swimming was cancelled, because someone was sick, so I got to have another trolley-free hour. I think I made better time because of that.

Thank you Derek, and family, and extended family who has freed him for this kind of thing.



Then trying to make it to smewhere I could pitch my tent a bit off the road, I kept on. A bit concerned when i saw a sign like this:

And this:

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But, forward ho, in company of creative love, we'll find out how to get through.

Travelling accross the road from right to left on a judicious path, i managed to only get about 1cm up my boots, and none in them…


Walked on to the Lone Pine turn off and camped.

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The outside of the tent is the fly, and this one is onside out. I am just airing the fly to dry it from the moisture on it when I packed it up two days ago. 


Thank you those who helped.



more reflection on walking/ moving

- again.



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.can you make these trees wake? ( https://youtu.be/sdz8XBR7mPo





Some things become your views, more than guess-

es; when your being moves, it coalesc-

es: bits that you see through a paling fence

into a house or yard. The movement hence,


enables kinds of insight that were not

turned on before you moved around that lot.

Though there is value in just standing still,

Creative Love does movement, at its will.


And sometimes there's another thing occurs,

as you move, you unlock more views of Earth's

inhabitants, its mountains, hills and trees

you are a motive force, along with breeze.


Its true that you conferred that movement to

some things that do not move unless you do.

But what fun - baby gods can bring to "life"

the mountains, hills and trees, with not much strife,


just moving of themselves throughout the land,

and helping rows of trees to march or stand,

contributing with winds to help them dance

in lines of happiness, at loves good plans.


For we are they, of all creation that

contribute meaning, purpose, 2D flat

world, oo that next dimension under love

with wisdom that comes only from above.


So I will let you move me in your world,

externally, internally, and hurled

to places where your breath or wind sees fit,

and in imagination, and spirit.




To see these trees move in and out, and dance,

before the Lord of Life, Creative Love,

is something that I've seen some of,  per chance

as sneaky wisdom moves things from above.


And I could show you, if you'll come and see,

and dance as would befit, exu'brantly,

as life's heart beats, and burgeons to be led

in dance before such Lord who would be wed.