My Faith Pondering
Daily Office Readings for Tuesday of Week 6 of Easter Year 1
“Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to care for orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world.” (James 1:27)
I like this definition of what pure religion is. Many people today claim not to be religious but rather they say they are spiritual. Most of these people are trying to distance themselves from “organized religion.” James does not let them off the hook. Also, I am reminded that Jesus in his invitations on the beach did not say go and be spiritual. He said “follow me.” Therefore we are “organized” after all. James further organizes us to take care of the orphans and widows, the voiceless ones and all people in need of help. I don’t believe Christianity is meant for everybody to be Christian. But if you feel that you are called to help the needy without insisting that the people you help also become followers of Jesus, ironically, then Christianity is probably right for you. We assist, we shouldn’t enlist. Oh, they can join us through baptism but they should understand what they are getting into. In this way we stay unstained by the world, a world that says success is measured in the number of followers you have.
My Fitness Pondering
I’m still maturing in my due diligence to do “all” my exercises in the morning. I am faithful with pushups, but sometimes negligent with what follows. I am writing this journal entry as a confessional so that hopefully it will prompt me into being more diligent. I am due to retire next year. It is my plan to continue pondering about faith, fitness and music as a career practice for as long as I am able. Today however, I am happy to report that I did all of my exercises: I did pushups, pull ups, sit ups, dips, vertical leg lifts, and bend and squats. Confession is good for the soul, at least as for my exercises are concerned. How about you? Are you sticking with it?
My Music Pondering
I saw an article on TV where Steinway Pianos were made in Queens, New York by mostly immigrant workers, a tradition that has been maintained for more the 150 years. All of the Grand pianos were hand crafted. The reporter doing the story was a pianist himself. He was afforded the opportunity to play one for a moment. Even through the television I could sense his joy as he listened to the sound the piano made. I thought of how nice it would be to hit the lottery and buy one; maybe in my dreams perhaps. I would love to play one though. I have faith. Maybe in my travels, at an airport or a hotel lobby or even while visiting a church there will be a Steinway just sitting there. Halleluiah!
Let us hear what the Spirit is saying through (and to) the people of the Creating Word and then let us “Ponder anew what the Almighty can do.” John Thomas Frazier Sr.