During the last few trips I've taken to Mepkin Abbey, I've noticed more crèches. Is it because I've traveled during the very end of the Christmas season (Feb. 2, Candlemas, the end of 40 days of Christmas season)?
Or have the creators of the gardens by the gift shop simply enjoyed planting these crèche scenes in nature?
A crèche scene makes me think of so many things: the joy of a birth, the difficulty of travel, God's glory breaking through in the world in ways that most people didn't notice.
In our creative lives, what is in us, waiting to be brought forth? What is waiting to be born?
How can we nourish that divine spark that is within each of us?
I'm a lifelong Lutheran, and although I'm aware of some of the problems with Liberation Theology, it has spoken to me for much of my adolescent and adult life. All of the thoughts on this blog are mine (or those of commenters), and I don't intend to speak for any other Lutherans or Liberation Theologians.
A poet, a scholar, an administrator, a wanna-be mystic--always wrestling with the temptation to run away to join an intentional community--but would it be contemplative? social justice oriented? creative? in the mountains? in the inner city?--may as well stay planted and wrestle with these tensions and contradictions here, at the edge of America.
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