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Friday Devotion
At that moment
the curtain of the temple was torn in two,
from top to
bottom. The earth shook, and the rocks were split. Matthew 27:51
Patterns
By
Paul
Simon
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6GTmN7Fhv6o
The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl
Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me
From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies
And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell
And it's fitting that it should
For in darkness I must dwell
Like the color of my skin
Or the day that I grow old
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Paul Simon
Patterns lyrics © Paul Simon Music
Grace and peace to you from our Lord and
Savior, Jesus, the Christ.
During Holy Week we will continue our
Lenten Series of exploring the human condition through the lyrics of Paul Simon
and addressing the malady suggested by the song with the Gospel.
Pastor Scott W. Gustafson posits a fresh
approach to interpretation of the Scripture in his book Biblical Amnesia. He contends that the human condition can be
best described by the pattern of domination.
The Divine calls humankind into a new relationship away from patterns to
partnership ways. God is out to break
our patterns of domination through covenants and interaction as partners.
Simon’s lyric aptly describe the human
condition. Those born in a certain zip
code or of a certain color are given a pattern to follow and it is almost
inevitable that one follows such environmentally and systemic patterns.
If you are a male of color you will be
stopped more often by the police. You
will be watched in clothing stores. A
black clergyman entered a local upscale clothing store and was followed
throughout his time in the store. The
store clerk was embarrassed when asked by the customer why he was being
followed.
Imagine being born on a Native Reservation
in the USA and the pattern that sets up for your life. The existential reality is that each of us is
trapped by patterns and caught up in the domination system.
No longer is politics about serving the
common good, but rather maintaining power at any cost even taking away the
right to vote in a democracy. Unilateral
power has taken the place of communal power as the dominator system thrives on
maintaining oppressive patterns.
Jesus was part of the patterns of the Empire of his
time. Patterns of Roman oppression
thrived as people knew their place and kept their place. Slaves remained slaves, women remained
property, indigenous peoples had to be controlled, born into privilege you did
everything to maintain your privilege, if you were ill or disabled it was your
fault or your families fault and thus you were caught in the pattern.
Christ broke open all those patterns: healing the sick,
uplifting the marginalized, eating with sinners, championing the place of
women, crossing ethnic barriers. And in
his passion breaking the domination of the cross.
After Christ – the cross evolved into a symbol of
divine love and ultimate sacrifice overcoming death itself. From his ‘throne’ on the cross Christ
announced a new way: “Father, forgive
them for they know not what they do.” To
the Persian thief he announced: “Today,
you will be with me in Paradise.” By the
way paradise is a Persian word. Was Christ being inclusive of other evolving
faiths?
So on this dark Friday we recognize the patterns on our
walls. And now the curtain of division
has forever been torn open. Those
patterns do not have the last word because Christ has ended those patterns and
brought us into partnership with the Divine.
Amen.
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