We had hoped!

Here is a paragraph from Richard Rohr.

In Romans 8:22, Paul says, “From the beginning until now, the entire creation as we know it has been groaning in one great act of giving birth.” Just this one line from Paul should be enough to justify a Christian belief in evolution.


Sign of spring on a door passed on my walk

Consider this as an example of progression toward acceptance of scientific evolution:  I don’t believe in scientific evolution; I think evolution might be true;  I wish evolution were true; I believe evolution is true; I have so much faith in evolution that I think and act as though it were true;  I live as though I know it is true, while admitting that I do not know everything about evolution. This is my wisdom. (or foolishness.)


A jigsaw puzzle

On the eve of the day that Jesus is said to have been raised from the dead, two of his disciples were walking from Jerusalem to Emaus. While they walked they talked about recent events.  The tone of their voices and the countenance of their faces revealed disappointment and despair.  A stranger joined them and they told him that they had hoped that Jesus was the One for whom Israel longed. Their hopes had been dashed by his death.  A few women had reported that his tomb was empty, yet they had no hope that Jesus had risen from the dust and ashes to which his body had been lovingly committed.


Owl seen on my walk

 As they walked the stranger opened up the scriptures. At table in their home the stranger took some bread, blessed and broke it.  As he did it, the eyes of his hosts were opened and they saw to their amazement that it was Jesus. Then Jesus disappeared.

Jesus appeared to his disciples when they were behind locked doors. Jesus appeared to his disciples on the shore of lake Galilee and picniced with them on freshly fried fish. By the lakeside he commissioned Peter to leave off fishing and be a shepherd of sheep in the church.  At his last appearance he went upward and disappeared out of sight beyond the clouds.  This series of events is often classified as the post-resurrection appearances of Jesus. They could just as well be listed as his disappearances.

In my next post I will suggest where those who have ears to here and eyes t0 see may be aware of the presence of Jesus today.

About Martin Lehman

I was born 92 years ago, the son of a Mennonite pastor and organic gardener in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. At age 10 I was baptized as a member of the Marion Mennonite Church. I own the "Old Fool" moniker because I want to walk the Jesus Way even though the world and much of the church takes me as a fool for doing so. In my life I have moved from being a young conservative to an elderly radical. I tell that story in My Faith Journey posted on my website.
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1 Response to We had hoped!

  1. Freda Zehr says:

    Martin, I read and re-read this contribution from your thoughts. I so wish I could talk to you in person. I have so many questions in my mind, questions which I fear at times border on disbelief of all I have been taught over the years about God, the Bible, etc. I wonder just why, that now, in my old age (eighty years) that these doubts haunt me. For instance, the belief in HELL. As I read about Jesus and how he demonstrated Gods love, I find it so difficult to believe that a loving caring God, of whom the Bible says, “loves us as a father loves his children”, would plan for this.As my little four old grandson asked me one day after seeing a news item of a father who had burnt his children, being found guilty of abuse and put in Jail. my little Nevin said, (he had just heard about hell from someone, not me) “Grandma, aren’t we Gods children? You always tell me that God loves us, so why would he make a place like hell—-well maybe if someone killed someone ever day for forty years, he could go in hell for forty years, but forever?, that just does not seem fair”
    I had no answers, but I suddenly looked at it from his eyes. In fact I read that the word “hades” used back in the old translations was also the name of field outside Jerusalum, where the people took that refuse to burn, and it was called the “eternal fire”, because they never left it go out, they kept it burning. ItI have laid my soul bare and perhaps said too much, but I simply cannot believe in an everlasting torment, that a loving God would do. It seems so archaic and like it was written in a different time, then today.

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