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Sharing John’s Grief and Doubt Advent 3; Matthew 11:2-11 I grieve when I read of John imprisoned and in doubt. John as Baptist prepared the way for one more powerful than himself, one who would take an axe to the fruitless, thresh the grain and burn the chaff with unquenchable fire. Who is John, now unsure of his Messiah? “Are you the one?” he asks, robbed of his own fire and purpose. The death he foresees seems pointless and unseemly. Would the evidence of healings and good news to the poor, or Jesus’ offering of muted praise have consoled John’s last days? No prisoner am I but having just turned 70 I feel a closing in of walls, and the confronting absurdity of death in the wings. I am subject to minor fates: on Sunday my car broke down in a country town, on the way to a church service, leaving a gathered people without a priest, and me as priest without an altar. I had looked forward to speaking of peace, sharing at table, watching a dark child lighting the Advent candles. It’s not that I doubt the healings and good news, or that Jesus is the one to come. My doubts are about being retired, turning 70, car and my peace breaking down, losing the purposeful journey. I want to be consoled by the gospel, but what I feel is grief. Barbara Messner 7/12/2022
That touches how I feel so very often!!
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