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Thursday, July 17, 2014

3rd St. Johnstide 2009, Hope Flares

St. Johnstide
John 1: 19-39

This is the testimony of John, when the Jewish leaders sent priests and Levites from Jerusalem to ask him, “Who are you?” Freely and openly he made confession. He confessed, “I am not the Christ [the Anointed].”
Then they asked him, “Who are you then? Are you Elijah?” And he said, “No, I am not.” “Are you the prophet?” He answered, “No.” Then they said, “Who are you? What answer are we to give to those who sent us? What do you say about yourself?”

He said in the words of the prophet Isaiah, “I am the voice of one crying in the loneliness: Prepare the way for the Lord [so that the Lord may enter into the inmost soul [self].”

And those who had been sent by the Pharisees asked him, “Why do you baptize if you are neither the Christ, nor Elijah, nor the prophet?” John answered them, “I baptize with water. But someone is standing in your midst whom you do not know, who comes after me although he was before me. I am not worthy even to untie the strap of his sandals.”

This took place in Bethany near the mouth of the Jordan where John was baptizing.

The next day he [John] sees Jesus coming to him, and says, “Behold the Lamb of God who takes upon himself the burden of the sin of the world. He it is of whom I said: ‘After me comes one who was before me, for he is greater than I  [for he is ahead of me].’ [After me comes one who was (generated) before me, for he is the prototype.] Even I did not know him; but for this I have come, and have baptized with water, so that human souls in Israel might become able to experience the revelation of his being.”


Sombart
And John testified: “I saw how the Spirit descended upon him as a dove from the heavens and remained united with him. I did not know him, but he who sent me to baptize with water said to me, ‘He on whom you see the Spirit descend, so that it remains united with him, he it is who baptizes with the [breath of the] Holy [Healing] Spirit [and with fire].’ And I saw this, and so I testify that this is God’s Son.”

The next day John was again standing there, and two of his disciples were with him. And as he saw Jesus walking past, he said, “Behold, the [sacrificial] Lamb of God [through whom humanity’s sense of self will be purified.]”
The two disciples heard him say this, and they followed Jesus. Then Jesus turned and saw them following and said to them, “What are you seeking?”
They answered, “Rabbi [Teacher], where are you staying [where do you live] [where do you take refuge]?”
He said, “Come and you will see!”
And they came and saw where he stayed [lived], and remained with him all that day. It was about the tenth hour [four o’clock].

3rd St. Johnstide
July 12, 2009
John 1: 19-39

There are two forces, two streams that flow side by side within our human constitution. One is the instinct for self-preservation. The other is for the perpetuation of the species. These two streams rise from deep within our soul-bodily constitution. They are symbolized by the twin serpents of wisdom, twining upward around our spinal column. They guard and protect our selfhood, our life, and ensure the perpetuation of the human race.

John takes pains to speak what he sees: in Christ Jesus, John sees and proclaims that there is a new image arising in the constitution of man, the image of the lamb. He is seeing the emergence of a new human archetype.

Memling
As a young animal, the snowy white lamb represents upwelling, joyous new life. But ironically, this is an animal that offers no resistance when its own life is taken.

The old double serpent is being metamorphosed into the lamb. The wise serpent of self preservation is metamorphosing itself into an image of outspreading and self-sacrificing life. And the wise serpent of the generative force that perpetuates family and tribe is metamorphosing and rising into the innocent purity of an outpouring love for all of humanity.

John says ‘The lamb in us must increase; the serpents must decrease.’ Naturally we don’t like metamorphosis or self-sacrifice; for us, they are hugely threatening; it feels too much like a death. It takes courage to change one’s whole disposition. It takes courage to say with the poet:


I praise life's bright catastrophes,
and all the ceremonies of grief.
I praise our real estate - a shadow and a grave.
I praise my destroyer,
and will continue praising
until hours run like mercury
through my fingers, hope flares a final time
into the last throes of innocence,
and all the coins of sense are spent.[1]


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[1] “I Praise My Destroyer”, Diane Ackerman