Just a brief post on this lazy Sunday morning in gratitude that the end of the world did not come yesterday.
For the umpteenth time a president of the United States is attempting to initiate a peace process in Israel. The history in this part of the world is much too rich and complex to think that there are any quick-fix solutions. I take comfort, however, in this song by Steve Earle called “Jeruslaem.” Earle’s voice holds authenticity for me–he has seen a lot of pain in his life and yet he can muster the courage to be hopeful without falling into naivete. It would be nice if his hope were infectious.
Jerusalem(Steve Earle)
I woke up this mornin’ and none of the news was good And death machines were rumblin’ ‘cross the ground where Jesus stood And the man on my TV told me that it had always been that way And there was nothin’ anyone could do or say
And I almost listened to him Yeah, I almost lost my mind Then I regained my senses again And looked into my heart to find
That I believe that one fine day all the children of Abraham Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem
Well maybe I’m only dreamin’ and maybe I’m just a fool But I don’t remember learnin’ how to hate in Sunday school But somewhere along the way I strayed and I never looked back again But I still find some comfort now and then
Then the storm comes rumblin’ in
And I can’t lay me down
And the drums are drummin’ again
And I can’t stand the sound
But I believe there’ll come a day when the lion and the lamb Will lie down in peace together in Jerusalem
And there’ll be no barricades then There’ll be no wire or walls And we can wash all this blood from our hands And all this hatred from our souls
And I believe that on that day all the children of Abraham Will lay down their swords forever in Jerusalem
I am an eager student learning more about our Instructor and about staying in class together.
My career has been in the fire service and emergency response, and I am now back in the “seedbed” to try to grow my understanding and participation in conflict and crisis. Presently, I am studying theology and international peace and conflict in Washington, DC.
Since none of us can disentangle ourselves from our various "ropes," I want to keep mine anchored to Jesus.
I’m working on a research project to which I welcome your input and sources.The basic relationship under analysis is how identity affects care. More specifically, how does self understanding of identity affect the way individuals and groups care for others? To delineate a bit further, identity will, of course, be explored as contingent and contextual, while care is here connoting physical provision or assistance rather than simply concern or varied emotional and psychological attachments.
My program is a fun brew of theology and international affairs, so we have a wealth of variety open to draw from. Your tips and examples will be fun to explore, and they are greatly appreciated! Drop me a line here with books, articles, or simply your musings about identity and care.