MORGAN'S MOMENT
My neighbors got a puppy…
         well
         it was a puppy for a while.
Puppies are like kids…
         cute
         at least in the beginning.
Both kids and puppies…
         grow
         by leaps and bounds.
Leaps and bounds and sounds…
         increase
         around the neighborhood.
What you worry about is
         control
         and who's in charge.
Good news is the word
         school
         and puppy training.
A trained dog is
         happy
         and so are its neighbors.
Like the Bible doesn't
         say
         but does almost:
“Train up a puppy in the way
         (and place) it should go
         and when it is old
         it will not depart from it.”
- Art Morgan 
 
MOMENT MINISTRIES  April 1, 2000
25921 SW Airport Ave.   Corvallis, OR 97333   541-753-3942
email at  a-morgan@peak.org


 
FOR YOUR INFORMATION
This will be the last Blue Sheet until Easter, due to our being out of town (actually, out of the country) for a couple of weeks.
We could have a pre-Easter Blue Sheet on our Web Page on Thursday or Friday before Easter, if anyone is interested. We will be out of e-mail contact between April 8 and 19.

 
EASTER !
at
INAVALE FARM
10:00 a.m.
CELEBRATION WITH 
SHARED BRUNCH FOLLOWING
31798 HORSE FARM LANE
(Airport to Sexton to Horse Farm Lane)
Norm and Alice Glass 929-5776
EASTER READING
For some reason I'm more interested in the destiny of life in general than in my own everlasting destiny. If fact, I find the Easter concern with personal survival both self-centered and far-fetched. That preachers beat that same drum to big crowds year after year (I mean the connection of Jesus’ resurrection to our own) does not engage me. My reading and thinking about the universe and my amazement at being alive at all are wonderful enough for the time being. To worry about my here-after seems to take away appreciation for the here-present. 
(That paragraph was supposed to be a one sentence introduction to some current reading, but it got away from me. When I read it, it was too good to throw out!)
One small book with some big ideas is Freeman J. Dyson’s latest, “The Sun, the Genome, and The Internet.” These three make up his guesses about the most important things to come in the 21’st century. Since these three are already pretty big, we wonder how they will retain prominence. The more hopeful projection he makes is that these three things will contribute greatly to social justice. It raises my spirit to hear a scientist—or anyone, for that matter— talking about social justice.
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HOLY LAND ON A POPE-MOBILE
        We're coming right up on Palm Sunday, celebrating the day Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey. 
        Now, here comes the Pope, riding into Jerusalem on his Pope-mobile. 
        Lots more people noticed the Pope than noticed Jesus. Where was TV when we needed it?
        I watched with some interest while the Pope toured the traditional sites of biblical stories. It's been quite a few years since I covered that ground. It is a great place for piety and reflection—and cynicism. 
        The guides are likely to say, “This is the very place where…” Your eyes glaze over as you try to remember the story of the woman at the well, or carrying of the cross, or the sermon on the mount. My eyes rolled, I'm afraid, when our leader pointed to a foot-sized indentation in a rock and told us it was the point at which Jesus ascended into heaven. Apparently it took a mighty push off.
        And someone says, “The story must be historical, because here's the very place mentioned in the Bible.” No one stops to think how many fictional stories are set in historical places. It improves the story, but not the history.
        In the future we can do the Holy Land thing and visit sites now revered because the Pope was there, whether Jesus ever was or not.
        I was happy to see that they didn't make the old Pope carry a cross up the Via Dolorosa as so many pious pilgrims do. Anyone can do it, of course. There is a Rent-A-Cross business right there. You have to turn it back when you're done. I guess Jesus didn't have that choice.
        Pope Paul didn't try walking on water. Just sat there and prayed over the Sea of Galilee. At least I went swimming. I tried walking on the water, but sank. I came closer when swimming in the Dead Sea. I couldn't walk on it, but I couldn't sink either.
        Everyone wondered whether the Pope would come right out and apologize for the Catholic non-response to the Holocaust. I don't think he did, but he did apologize for Christian atrocities and anti-Semitism for 2000 years. I'm not sure saying, “I'm sorry,” really cuts it. Too little, too late. The seeds of bigotry have been so well watered and fertilized by Christians through the ages that roots will probably never be removed. It was a long overdue gesture and nicely staged by the Pope and his aides. I hope Christians paid attention.
        It was nice seeing some Jews and Moslems and Christians shaking hands. But if you've seen the day by day struggles for possession and use of various holy sites between the various religions and between factions within the same religion, you have to be skeptical of any real interfaith breakthrough. Again, a worthy gesture.
        The Pope seemed to be having a deeply spiritual time of it as he went to these various places. I would like to have known what was actually going on in his mind, because he surely is aware of the historical doubts surrounding most of these sites. Although sometimes awed at these sites I didn't have a sense of holiness about them. No mystic feelings or visions flooded over me. Maybe it's different for Popes. 
        I can tell you that if you want to feel close to the Holy, you can do it as well—and cheaper—at home. The Holy does not abide in any land or building. As Master Eckhart once said:   “To go around looking for God is like sitting on an ox looking for an ox to ride.” 
        Of course, if you're the Pope, you probably don't have to look for the Holy. You're it. But once in a while, just for kicks, you take the Pope-mobile out for a spin. You see some sights and make a little history. Not a bad way to prepare for Easter.
 - Art Morgan, March 2000