Going the Distance, the Ends of the Earth

"Going the Distance, the Ends of the Earth"

How few of us staying creatable courses . . . Jubilee Distances! 50th Day Resurrections! Pointing even to Ways far surpassing our own! How all the species are levelled at last! Finding Common Ground -- Common Life, Common Wealth, Common Hope, Common Good -- without vertical ranking, scaling of kinds, one over another; none higher, lower, superior, inferior, holy, unholy, closer to, further from, Source, Resources -- Salvations! Liberations!

Every form of life now has exactly the same amount of evolutionary history beneath it! Every person, every people, every nation! 192, and counting! How many more may our grandchildren come, we hope, to count? To countenance?

Every species equally evolved since origins of life! Diversity arranged across single plain of equivalence. From simple to complex, from E.coli to leader of Free World -- each species -- each individual -- at precisely the same level! (Ibid)

Love is the Consummate Leveler, Evolution the Consummate Love.
Beleveled, Beloved, Vine Branches, Vine . . . .

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"Ends of the Earth" not only to do with points on a globe, or minerals we go there to take; more so doing with peoples, cultures, differences -- to be loved as there are so many of them! Spirit forever bringing World home. "Ends of the Earth" unfulfilled futures of One Who Creates it all, opening in, and among, us whatever it takes to get over ourselves.

Wherever we are, God is, first blowing, then opening, minds to whatever is new; what Jesus, for instance, means by "Power" we are to "receive from on high" -- rudely disturbing our reveries of powerless bliss! Purities of pretense! Preserving ourselves "above" messy mixings, Church and State passions -- Some way in Conscience to bypass the Cross? Who are we, after all, to be powerful? Power not yet another worst nightmare to us? Who want it so easy to be "left behind?" Skipping price Jesus still pays for his politics!

Carry me on in the City, Seat of their Powers, Scene of their Crime, clothed only with your Power! Sung to "Jamaican Farewell" --

It was the Holy Spirit's Day, sing joyful alleluia!

A frightened people met to pray, sing joyful alleluia!

With rushing sound, with heavenly flame,

on them the Holy Spirit came!

In city streets they praised Christ's name,

sing joyful alleluia!

(Parish of the Holy Covenant)

"On Easter Sunday prophecy rises from the grave, eternal, triumphant, unfinished, unrelenting! Not about end of anything! About beginning Prophetic Reign of God! But it cannot happen unless we ourselves leave the site of the tomb . . . go to streets and hovels and powerful of our own time . . . and say a prophetic word!" (Joan Chittister) And say a prophetic word . . . .