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We sing the Magnificat in with Mary
Historical Mary? - A first century Jewish woman living a hard-scrabble life in a land violently occupied by a foreign power.
We fly to Thy protection, O Holy Mother of God; Do not despise our petitions in our necessities, but deliver us always from all dangers, O Glorious and Blessed Virgin. Amen.
Sub tuum praesidium confugimus, Sancta Dei Genetrix. Nostras deprecationes ne despicias in necessitatibus nostris, sed a periculis cunctis libera nos semper, Virgo gloriosa et benedicta
The council treated Mary in Chapter 8 of Lumen Gentium - the document on the Church rather than a separate document because Mary belongs “within the Church” rather that outside of it.
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Aug 15 - Assumption
* I do not know...
—– Mary's yes to God.
Woman's yes to man. —– The Spirit comes Most high overshadows Holy one is born of God Elizabeth conceives Nothing is impossible Let it be…. —– <html> <iframe width=“560” height=“315” src=“https://www.youtube.com/embed/UvRcGnMX3jU” frameborder=“0” allow=“autoplay; encrypted-media” allowfullscreen></iframe></html> ====Magnificat==== (Lk1) * “My soul proclaims God's greatness, * and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, * for you have looked on the humble estate of your servant. * For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; * for you who are mighty has done great things for me, * and holy is your name. —– * And your mercy is for those who fear you * from generation to generation. * You have shown strength with your arm; * You have scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts; * You have brought down the mighty from their thrones * and exalted those of humble estate; —– * You have filled the hungry with good things, * and the rich you have sent away empty. * You have helped your servant Israel, * in remembrance of your mercy, * as you spoke to our ancestors, * to Abraham and Sarah and to their offspring forever.” —– Starts with the mystic lost in God: * My soul proclaims the greatness * My spirit rejoices Moves to the prophetic * Your mercy * Shown strength / scattered * Brought down / raised up * Filled / emptied * Helped / spoke —– Occupy Bethlehem <html> <iframe width=“560” height=“315” src=“https://www.youtube.com/embed/StFAiPzHflY” frameborder=“0” allowfullscreen></iframe> </html> —- Yes to God's Project in the Fiat No to the Project of Oppression in the Magnificat —– ====Did you not know?==== Finding in the Temple (Lk2) * His mother said to him, “Son, why have you treated us like this? Your father and I have been anxiously searching for you.” * “Why were you searching for me?” he asked. “Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?” But they did not understand what he was saying to them. * Then he went down to Nazareth with them and was obedient to them. But his mother treasured all these things in her heart. And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and man. ====Do whatever he tells you==== John 2 * When the wine ran short, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.” [And] Jesus said to her, * “Woman, how does your concern affect me? * My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servers, “Do whatever he tells you.” —– =====Part Four - Mystic and Prophet===== ====Inkblot==== Migrate feminine images back to God. Develop / share a meaningful marian spiritual practice or image, or a challenge —– === Parable of the Trapeze by Danaan Parry === Sometimes I feel that my life is a series of trapeze swings. I'm either hanging on to a trapeze bar swinging along or, for a few moments in my life, I'm hurtling across space in between trapeze bars. Most of the time, I spend my life hanging on for dear life to my trapeze-bar-of-the-moment. It carries me along at a certain steady rate of swing and I have the feeling that I'm in control of my life. I know most of the right questions and even some of the answers. But every once in a while as I'm merrily (or even not-so-merrily) swinging along, I look out ahead of me into the distance and what do I see? I see another trapeze bar swinging toward me. It's empty and I know, in that place in me that knows, that this new trapeze bar has my name on it. It is my next step, my growth, my aliveness coming to get me. In my heart of hearts I know that, for me to grow, I must release my grip on this present, well-known bar and move to the new one. Each time it happens to me I hope (no, I pray) that I won't have to let go of my old bar completely before I grab the new one. But in my knowing place, I know that I must totally release my grasp on my old bar and, for some moment in time, I must hurtle across space before I can grab onto the new bar. Each time, I am filled with terror. It doesn't matter that in all my previous hurtles across the void of unknowing I have always made it. I am each time afraid that I will miss, that I will be crushed on unseen rocks in the bottomless chasm between bars. I do it anyway. Perhaps this is the essence of what the mystics call the faith experience. No guarantees, no net, no insurance policy, but you do it anyway because somehow to keep hanging on to that old bar is no longer on the list of alternatives. So, for an eternity that can last a microsecond or a thousand lifetimes, I soar across the dark void of “the past is gone, the future is not yet here.” It's called “transition.” I have come to believe that this transition is the only place that real change occurs. I mean real change, not the pseudo-change that only lasts until the next time my old buttons get punched. I have noticed that, in our culture, this transition zone is looked upon as a “no-thing,” a noplace between places. Sure, the old trapeze bar was real, and that new one coming toward me, I hope that's real, too. But the void in between? Is that just a scary, confusing, disorienting nowhere that must be gotten through as fast and as unconsciously as possible? NO! What a wasted opportunity that would be. I have a sneaking suspicion that the transition zone is the only real thing and the bars are illusions we dream up to avoid the void where the real change, the real growth, occurs for us. Whether or not my hunch is true, it remains that the transition zones in our lives are incredibly rich places. They should be honored, even savored. Yes, with all the pain and fear and feelings of being out of control that can (but not necessarily) accompany transitions, they are still the most alive, most growth-filled, passionate, expansive moments in our lives. We cannot discover new oceans unless we have the courage to lose sight of the shore. So, transformation of fear may have nothing to do with making fear go away, but rather with giving ourselves permission to “hang out” in the transition between trapezes. Transforming our need to grab that new bar, any bar, is allowing ourselves to dwell in the only place where change really happens. It can be terrifying. It can also be enlightening in the true sense of the word. Hurtling through the void, we just may learn how to fly. —– - Pneumatological mariology that considered Mary in light of the Holy Spirit offered a fruitful approach. - I explore a theology of Mary as friend of God and prophet in the communion of saints. http://aclerkofoxford.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunday-lyric-restless-mind.html Jesus Christ the Apple Tree. Jesus as tree of life. === To a Snowflake === by Francis Thompson * What heart could have thought you? – * Past our devisal * (O filigree petal!) * Fashioned so purely, * Fragilely, surely, * From what Paradisal * Imagineless metal, * Too costly for cost? * Who hammered you, wrought you, * From argentine vapor? – * “God was my shaper. * Passing surmisal, * He hammered, He wrought me, * From curled silver vapor, * To lust of His mind – * Thou could'st not have thought me! * So purely, so palely, * Tinily, surely, * Mightily, frailly, * Insculped and embossed, * With His hammer of wind, * And His graver of frost.” —– =====Part Four - Mystic and Prophet===== ====Uncreated Trinity==== ====Created Trinity==== ====Evangelical Trinity==== ===Treasure=== * Mt 13:44 The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. ===Seeker=== * Mt 13:45*6 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it ===Seeking=== * Mt 13:47 Once again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net that was let down into the lake and caught all kinds of fish. ====Cosmic Trinity==== ===Love * Loving * Beloved === * It's too easy to remake trinity in our image - two men and a bird * Can we instead make ourselves in the trinitarian image.
* Reach out to someone who looks different than me. * Reach out to someone who sounds different than me. * Reach out to someone who talks different than me. * Relationship and love heals implicit bias. * What if cell network is more real than superhighway network.