April 17 – B, 2023

String Lake Reflection Oil Paint Rendered — Grand Teton National Park, Jackson, Wyoming
What's money for?
Buying what's needed
to do what needs to be done.
Buying the tools required for the work.

What's the work?
Being servants of the light.
Asking the questions that beg to be asked.
Saying the things that cry out to be said.
Being who the situation calls us to be.
Doing what the situation calls for.
Rising to the occasion
by doing the right thing,
in the right place,
at the right time,
in the right way.
Being like the spirit
that is like the wind
blowing where it will
in the service of the light.

All of this is metaphor.
Metaphor is all there is.
Because we cannot say what is.
It is too much to be said.
There are no words.

Sit down.
Shut up.
the emptiness, 
the stillness,
the silence,
and wait
for the energy of life and being
to stir to life in the silence
and bring to mind something urgent,
drawing you into the field of action,
into the flow of the energy of life,
that resonates with your heart and soul,
and calls you forth
in the service of the light
to do what must be done here/now,
who knows why,
it doesn't matter why,
or how we know,
without being able to,
or needing to,
our action,
trusting wisdom to be known/validated
by its children,
or its grandchildren,
or to be the necessary mistake
that wakes us up,
and turns the light around,
sending us off in a different direction
in the service of the light,
like the wind that blows where it will,
not knowing where it will be blowing next.

There is no plan,
no agenda,
no map,
no rules to carefully keep,
no footprints or recipes to follow...

There is only the silence
and what arises within it
to draw us into action
like a lover following the beloved,
not knowing where/when/why/how,
only this or that here/now,
trusting ourselves to know what to do
when the time for doing 
is upon us,
allowing ourselves to be led as needed
to do what is needed
in each situation as it arises
through the circumstances as they evolve
our entire life long.

And letting that be that.

And yet, and yet...

There is balance and harmony at the core,
at the center,
and stability/certainty/confidence/reliability
at the heart of aimlessness and unknowing.

It is a knowing unknowing,
a deliberate aimlessness,
a peaceful, joyful, participation
in the experience and expression of transcendence,
as we become ourselves a metaphor
for more than words can say.


Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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