Herod parts and Jesus parts.

There are moments when the fox visits me and I question whether I ought to have done other things with my life.  If I had made different choices would I be happier today?  Often I am weeping in frustration and deeply disappointed in “the state of things”.   In our passage for Sunday, Jesus names himself as a Hen when the Fox we know as Herod is coming for him.  Herod thought mostly about himself.  Jesus did his best to watch over others in love.  May God lift us up as those parts of ourselves, the Herod parts and the Jesus parts battle it out in the farmyard.

What I loved in the beginning, I think, was mostly myself.
Never mind that I had to, since somebody had to.
That was many years ago.
Since then I have gone out from my confinements,
though with difficulty.
I mean the ones that thought to rule my heart.
I cast them out, I put them on the mush pile.
They will be nourishment somehow(everything is nourishment somehow or other.)

And I have become the child of the clouds, and of hope.
I have become the friend of the enemy, whoever that is.
I have become older and, cherishing what I have learned,
I have become younger.
And what do I risk to tell this, which is all I know? 
Love yourself.  Then forget it.  Then, love the world.

(from Evidence,  by Mary Oliver)

(inspired by lectionary blog:  The Bite in the Apple)



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