by Debra K. Farrington
Sitting on my bookshelf is a sign containing
one word: Shalom. While the word is
printed in Hebrew, it’s one of the few
Hebrew words many of us recognize even if we
don’t know any other. Shalom is used
to mean many things: hello, goodbye, peace.
On the Sabbath, Jewish people wish each
other "Shabbat shalom," Sabbath peace
or wellbeing. I bought the sign to remind myself about
being peace in this world, and some days it
works.Other days, I’m like the cat on one of my
favorite greeting cards. Sitting in a yoga
posture that I doubt cats ever actually try,
she lists the contemplative practices she
pursues. But despite her efforts, she still
(as the card tells us) wants to clobber
someone. I practice contemplative prayer. I meditate
sometimes. I’m still less like my shalom
sign and more like the cat on the card.
I’ll keep trying.
On the other hand, maybe peace isn’t only
about being quiet, gentle, and at one with
the world. Jesus wasn’t always sweet and
relaxed, as writer and pastor Frederick
Buechner reminds us. Jesus upset the
money-changers’ tables angrily in the
temple, for just one example. And yet Jesus
is the Prince of Peace. What do I make of
that? "The contradiction is resolved,"
Buechner writes, "when you realize that for
Jesus peace seems to have meant not the
absence of struggle, but the presence of
love" (Wishful Thinking: A Seeker’s ABC, HarperSanFrancisco,
1973).
Now that might be an attainable
goal for me. I doubt that I’ll ever come
close to being at peace with the world on a
constant basis, but I can definitely work on
being more loving. Given the evils and
injustices in this world I can’t imagine
feeling 100 percent of the time. I suspected
there would be something seriously wrong
with me if I could. Maybe I can pray more for those who infuriate
me, even in the midst of my anger, and ask
God’s peace for them. That’s hard to
imagine, but I suspect it’s possible, and
even a good idea. Perhaps I can learn to
love the sinner in front of me, even if I
despise their words or deeds, just as Jesus
loves me, the sinner standing before him. At
the very least, I can practice what a wise friend once taught
me to do when I can’t love and can’t pray
for someone: I can ask God to help me
want to love and want to pray for
that person. Surely I can do that much.
I don’t know about you, but I know I
don’t do a very good imitation of Jesus some
days. I’ve got a lot more to learn about
loving and about peace. But perhaps in
trying to love (and maybe actually
succeeding here and there), I can help bring
just a smidgen more peacefulness into the
world around me. Maybe if we all worked on
it, we could increase the peace
exponentially.
Debra K. Farrington has written
eight books of Christian spirituality. Check
out her Web site at
www.debrafarrington.com
This article is published in the
April
2008 issue of Lutheran Woman Today.
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