On direction

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October 29, 2018

There are places we’ve been, people we remember, and events that have taken place, all working together to shape who we are and who we are becoming. Some are subtle. Others may be significant – as Kay Burgi reminds me in this morning’s Fruit of the Vine or even violent.

My mom died nineteen days ago. Her pain was under control. She was surrounded by family. My time with her and my dad over the last four months (I moved in with them at the end of May) was filled with conversations about hard things as well as the retelling of stories, laughter, countless visitors bearing food and flowers. Now, only a week after her memorial service, I can see how significant this time has been. The direction of my life has changed.

What about you? How did you get to where you are today? Where are you going?

Kay writes about her visit “to early Quaker sites in the Lake region of England.” Those Quakers who gathered at “the dining room at Swarthmore Hall,” praying together, making plans for visits, writing pamphlets, encouraging one another – the direction of their lives was changed by an encounter with God in community. Kay writes that from there, “They went out in all directions to spread this ... gospel of the kingdom ... a dramatic and revolutionary movement.”

What about us? How are we encountering God in community? Where are we going?


Those early Quakers had “good news of hope and reconciliation.” My recent experiences prove how important both hope and reconciliation continue to be. And I pray that no matter where you find yourself – no matter where you are going – that together we might continue to be bearers of good news, speaking hope and working for reconciliation with everyone we meet.

Eric Muhr

P.S. Seeds of hope is the three-year campaign to fund the ministry of Barclay Press by developing new titles, supporting small churches, and balancing the budget. In order to stay on target to meet our goal of $162,000 by December 31, 2020, we need to get to $54,000 by the end of this year. As of this morning, we have raised $35,372 in gifts and pledges.





 
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A quiet place

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October 22, 2018

“Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.” Flo Harvey shares these words  of Jesus in her Fruit of the Vine devotional this morning. 

These are good words for Barclay Press publisher Eric Muhr this morning. Yesterday afternoon was the memorial service for his mother, LaVern Muhr, who passed away October 10. 

Long Story Short is uniquely short and focused this week. Please hold a special place in your prayers for Eric as the loss of his mother is added to the heavy load he carries with his leadership of Barclay Press.

Dan McCracken





 
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Take it to the Lord in prayer

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October 8, 2018

In this morning’s Fruit of the Vine, Kathi Perry remembers her maternal grandfather, who “was not a man of many words. In response to almost any story I would tell him, he would pat me on the arm and say, ‘Well, how about that.’” Kathi says she expects her grandfather prayed in the same way – instead of using a lot of words, he simply “spoke to Jesus as he would speak to a friend. He spoke his mind, and he trusted God.”

I imagine that there may have been times of prayer in which he didn’t speak at all. After all, when you’re spending time with a good friend, the spaces in a conversation don’t need to be filled up. Sometimes all you really need is to be together.

“His favorite hymn was ‘What a Friend We Have in Jesus,’ and in his final days,” Kathi writes, her grandfather wanted to be with his friend. “As Grandpa got closer to heaven, he began to believe that the railing on his bed was a fence. He often tried to climb over this fence because he could see Jesus on the other side, and he wanted to go to him.”


Kathi poses a question for us: “How does one develop this intimacy with Jesus?”

Maybe it is through prayer – silent or spoken. Maybe it is in the singing of a favorite hymn. For me, my encounters with Jesus often occur in the sacred silence of natural spaces. The photo above is from one such place, Soapstone Lake – a small mountain lake nestled on the west side of Oregon’s coastal range in Clatsop County.

Wherever or however you experience the presence of Jesus, Kathi notes that for her grandpa at the end of life, there was a “quiet certainty that waiting just over the fence is that friend who ‘knows our every weakness,’” and she believes her grandpa loved this particular song because of its clear answer to the question she offers: “‘Take it to the Lord in prayer.’ I believe Grandpa did this all day long.”

“Jesus, you know already how weak I am and the burdens I carry,” Kathi prays. “Remind me today to hand them to you.”

Eric Muhr

P.S. Seeds of hope is the three-year campaign to fund the ministry of Barclay Press by developing new titles, supporting small churches, and balancing the budget. In order to stay on target to meet our goal of $162,000 by December 31, 2020, we need to get to $54,000 by the end of this year. As of this morning, we have raised $33,695 in gifts and pledges.





 
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