Categories: life-in-general
Tags: church
Date: 24 January 2010 15:24:35
The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to release the oppressed,
to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor.
I'm not sure quite what I want to say about this. It was one of the readings at church today. It used to resonate so strongly with me: yes, it was Jesus' "Mission Statement" (I did my LLM training in the 90s when "Mission Statements" were all the rage. I still think of this passage in those terms.) but I used to see it as mine as well. And as that of all Christians.
And now? Well, I feel more like the luke-warm ones that were so eloquently spat out of the mouth of God in Revelation. I don't seem to be able to take hold of that statement from Luke 4 and feel that it's "mine" as I used to. I'm wimpy and weak and wibbly in my faith - but mostly, I'm apathetic. As long as it doesn't cost me anything I'm happy to go with the flow. I have lost the fire - though to be honest, I don't think I ever did anything much more than smoulder, even at my most enthusiastic...
And perhaps the most worrying bit is that: I'm not sure I really care...