Sometimes
I become sad, or angry, when I encounter Quakers who are lukewarm
about their faith. They go to meeting, fill a committee slot, and
dutifully do what Quakers are supposed to do. But they lack
enthusiasm or joy. They seem to be living in a world of Quaker gray.
I
have to struggle against judgmentalism. I have to remember that, as
Quakers used to say, they are living according to the measure of the
light that they have been given.
Remember
when computers had black-and-white computer monitors. At that time,
black and white seemed perfectly fine and we were satisfied with
shades of gray. Then there were monitors that displayed sixteen
colors. Suddenly the old black-and-white world seemed drab. We was
dazzled by the new technicolor universe, a universe with sixteen
different colors!
I remember when I was given a monitor
that could display 286 plus colors. At first, my amazement was beyond
words. Who would have thought that the human eye could perceive that
286 plus colors! Yet when I looked at this monitor and compare it to
the real world, I realized that the real world contains thousands,
maybe millions, of nuances of color that the human eye can perceive.
And of course, the human eye perceives only a fraction of the total
color spectrum. Even humble insects can see ultraviolet shades that
are invisible to us. We should therefore never imagine that an insect
or a flower is drab simply because we can't perceive its beauty. That
pale, sad-looking wild flower may be emitting ultra violent light
waves more spectacular than the reddest of roses!
Robert Barclay said that those who
have not yet experienced the presence of God in their lives are like
people who are color-blind. These not yet fully enlightened souls see
the world in shades of grey, or in black and white. But those who see
the world as God made it, see it in living color, in shades too
various and too subtle to put into words.
The Psalmist said that the "Word
of God is like a lamp unto my feet." I'd like to update this
image by comparing the Scripture to a flashlight. This extremely
useful device emits a narrowly focused beam of light that helps us to
find our way in the dark. Scripture can be very useful when you are
in the dark. But when you turn on the light of God's love and it
fills the room, or your life, you don't need the flashlight of
Scripture any more. You might keep it around for emergency power
shortages, but you don't go shining into every one's eyes. The same
should be true of the way that we use the Bible.
The experience of God's presence
changes everything. George Fox, that earthy man, had a more pungent
image for this transforming spiritual experience. He said, "All
creation has a new smell." You can almost imagine him leaning
over and sniffing the earth in springtime, when the soil is rank and
pregnant with new life invisibly stirring beneath the surface. In
spring, new life stirs everywhere, in the earth, in the air, and even
inside of us. Some of springtime's odors are fragrant, some are
pungent, and some are downright irritating. The same is true of
spiritual "scents." Spirituality isn't just about smelling
roses; it's also about smelling corruption.
I once knew a woman who had no sense
of smell. She couldn't tell if something had gone rotten in the
refrigerator, unless she labelled and dated it. Only when she read
the label could she be sure that something was fresh.
Many people are like that when it
comes to spiritual matters. They lack the ability to "smell out
the truth." They need labels and dates to guide them. But as a
Sufi master once said, "Truth has a smell." If your
spiritual senses are in good working order, you can perceive truth
directly, just by sniffing the air, so to speak. It doesn't take a
spiritual genius to discern that baloney and roses have a quite
different aroma!
When our noses and our eyes have
opened, we realize that the practice of the presence of God is not a
one-hour-a-week Sunday morning ritual. To experience God's presence,
we must be willing to be open ourselves to the truth twenty-five
hours a day. We must be willing to inconvenience ourselves, to give
of ourselves totally. At very least, we must be willing to spend time
with kids outside of Sunday school, to share their joys and concerns,
to have fun with them, to listen to them, and to let them know that
we care, that God cares.....Words are not enough. Our very lives must
speak....
A young man went to an old desert
monk, and said, "I have studied the Bible and I have prayed
diligently, and yet I feel that something is lacking. Tell me what I
must do." The old man stood up, stretched his arms into the air,
and light seemed to stream from his finger tips. The young man was
dazzled, and the old man said simply, "You must become fire."
This
is what Barclay and Fox and Jesus and other great teachers have tried
to tell us. We must become fire. We must open ourselves to all the
world's colors and smells, and most of all, we must open ourselves to
God. When we are truly open to God, we will be given all that we need
to convey the glory and wonder of God's spirit to young and old
alike. Then the world will truly have a new smell--the smell of
truth--and we can trade in our thread-bare Quaker grays for Joseph's
technicolor dreamcoat!
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