Widow Of Seven Husbands: On The Other Side

 Matthew 22:23-33

On the other side
will I see them again?
What a reunion
with all my seven men.
Awkward,
I imagine.
Do I really want
to meet all of them again?

On the other side
whose will I be?
Can there be fights
Over There?
And if not: how else
will we solve it?
Whose
do I really want to be?

On the other side
what will we do?
Won't they expect me
to serve them as I did,
housework and cooking
and childcare and sex
for ever and ever?
What do I want to do?

On the other side
I think I'd like to be free.
To do what I want.
To belong just to me.
On the other side
I'd like no more pain,
no more loss, no more grief,
no more conflict or shame.

You say
on the other side
He'll call me by my name,
no longer wife of a man,
mother of a son,
daughter or sister
but me.
You say
on the other side
all I need to know
is I am His,
and He wants to be mine.
You say
on the other side
all will be new
and all will be changed.

The other side
is still shrouded in mystery
but I am not afraid
because Love is there.
And Love will take me by the hand
across
into the mist,
and I will trust
all shall be well
on the other side
with You.

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[27. Jun2 2023]

The Sadducees try to trick Jesus with a question. They don't believe in the resurrection, so they try to show how ridiculous the idea is by telling the story of a hypothetical woman who got married 7 times (through the custom of levirate marriage). Who will be her husband after the resurrection?

Jesus' answer is that they have a completely wrong idea of what resurrection / "life after death" mesans. What they are rejecting is not actually that which Jesus means when he speaks of eternal life. Eternal life does not mean living on just as we do now. It will be completely different, marriage won't be a thing anymore. And while writing from the woman's perspective I considered what that would mean for her (a woman experiencing marriage in a patriarchal setting and 7 times not being allowed to choose who she wanted to spend her life with!).

To what extent do we still view "life after death" the way the Sadducees do, as an "extension" of life on earth, which (sometimes problematic) things from our human cultures "carried on" to eternity? The things we know and are comfortable with now are not good for everyone. God has promised us a new creation where there will be no more tears, no more pain, no more grief - and for that to happen, some things that we take for granted now must fall away. And that's not comfortable, because that makes it way harder to picture what it will be like.

Jesus does not tell us what happens to the wife of the seven husbands - he does not give a concrete picture of eternal life in this conversation with the Sadducees. All he says is: there is a resurrection of the dead because God is a God of the living, not the dead. Through the love of God, God choosing us, God taking us by the hand, we can have eternal life. That is all we need to know: that God is there, that God's relationship with us is what will "carry us across". Which also means: if we get to know and love God now, then the unknown won't have to be so scary. Because we won't have to go into it alone. And it's not completely unknown anymore, because we have someone we know there: God.

Picture: Alphonse Osbert

Nursing Mother: My All For You

"But we were gentle among you, like a nursing mother taking care of her own children. So, being affectionately desirous of you, we were ready to share with you not only the gospel of God but also our own selves, because you had become very dear to us." (1. Thess 2:7-8)

I am no longer my own.
This is my body,
given for you,
for that pink, hungry mouth,
rooting for food,
for those sticky, clutching hands,
grasping for calm,
for that small, helpless body,
looking for home.

I am no longer my own.
I give myself to you,
my own body becoming food,
my whole self a haven
where you learn how to trust,
my life your first parable
of a greater Love.

I am no longer my own.
Little hands pulling me,
little feet following me,
loud cries calling me,
demanding my time,
my presence,
my body.
This my living sacrifice,
denying myself
for you.

I am no longer my own.
I must look after myself
if I want to care for you,
I can't give what I don't have:
I need water, rest and food,
love, peace and calm
to share with you.

I am no longer my own.
Let us go this road together
as long as you need me this way.
Let me watch as you grow
and your needs change.
Let me see with joy that day
when you walk on your own feet.
Until then I will be here
my all for you.

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[24. June 2023]

Saw this verse shared on Instagram yesterday and knew I had to write about it (again: not a woman from the list 🤦‍♀️🤣). Paul uses breastfeeding as an image for ministry. 

It's a tricky image! Because it can be misunderstood as just selflessly giving all the time. Yes, selfless giving is part of it. Emulating Jesus who gave his life for all of us ("This is my body.."). As long as your child is a dependent baby, you really have to reapond to every squeak. But a child grows and their needs develop. So also the people we serve and minister to. Breastfeeding does not stay the same, breastfeeding a newborn is quite different from breastfeeding a toddler, you adapt to needs and at some point you can set boundaries and communicate pretty well (my nursling is 2.5). And at some point they stop nursing altogether. Ministry adapts too in this way. 😊 

I also learnt while breastfeeding that if you're looking after a vulnerable little person you need to look after yourself too. Milk supply especially in the early days suffers if you're dehydrated or stressed. Yes, breastfeeding is very self-giving and in a sense self-denying, BUT it also teaches you a "healthy selfishness". Because without adequate self care you get difficulties caring for others. (And it's quite sad that in some countries and contexts with lack of maternity leave / support / pressures and expectations etc this care of self is made harder or blocked.)

Another thought I had is how in the nearness of mother-child / parent-child that happens in breastfeeding but also formula feeding, holding, carrying, cuddling, etc the child has a safe haven learning trust and love in a tangible way. Making something invisible (love) physically felt (much like a sacrament makes invisible realities / mysteries of God tangible). In that sense breastfeeding / holding / cuddling are a parable of parental love that the smallest baby can feel and understand, and create a basis for trust later on as the child grows up and that intense nearness of the early days starts to dissipate. I get the impression that it's because of that nearness early on that children feel confident to become independent later on. I'm sure that also says something about ministry, modelling the love of God and who Jesus is through our lives, and enabling the people we serve to build a relationship with God of their own.

Picture: 19th Century sculpture from Democratic Republic of Congo

Psalmist's Mother: My God, my God

 Psalm 22

"Yet it was you who took me from the womb; you kept me safe on my mother’s breast. On you I was cast from my birth, and since my mother bore me you have been my God. Do not be far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help." (Ps 22:9-11)

"My God, my God"
I moaned, I cried
and then he was out,
delivered.

Then there I was
swamped with feeling,
a tiny purple thing
latched to my breast
overwhelmed with love.

My child, my child,
how can I love you
how shall I protect you
from the baying dogs
and the charging bulls,
from people who will laugh
and scorn and abuse,
from death that lurks
for us all in the end
who am I
to take you by the hand
in this world where I have no control
helpless
just like you?

My God, my God,
I cast him onto you
for what else can I do?
When I am too weak
when I am too small
when one day I am gone
You will be there.
A Love even greater
than the one that's threatening
to tear my heart in two.
My God, my God
never forsake him,
do not be far from him
in his time of need.

Can a mother forget her child?
Never.
And neither can you.

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[11. June 2023]

Reading through the Psalms right now and found out Ps 22 mentions a mother and a birth scene and I was inspired.

In my daughter's first night I looked at her at one point and just had to burst into tears ober the realisation that God loves her with a love even greater than I could ever have. For me as a mother, knowing that God is there when I can't be is such a great help with so many things in motherhood and in life just not being in my control.

Ps 22 is the famous "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" Psalm that Jesus quotes on the cross. Having this little scene of the mother entrusting her child to God in the middle of it for me is a reminder of how we are dependent on God from the beginning. These verses set a contrast to the negative beginning. But also emphasises again the question: Where is God now in my suffering?

The Psalm ends with the experience that God is still there and does not really turn away or abandon anyone. The lament of the first half abruptly turns into praise. God can be trusted. I wanted to make this poem less about the lament (though I picked up some elements from the Psalm) and more about the trust, and that decision to entrust one's child to God because we can't do this parenting thing alone.

Picture by Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida