So last week I was blogging about the Holy Spirit and God’s constant presence and action through the Holy Spirit. Is this “déjà vu” all over again? No, but…
Today (Wed, Jan 29) I finish my final day of the week intensive study at Drew for my Doctor of Ministry program which the end of this semester will be the half-way point. Our focus is Public Theology (which should be no surprise to you). It is not a PhD program but instead a DMin. No dissertation per se, but there is a project.
Right now, our current assignment is to develop a theological-ethical framework for public theology that looks suspiciously like a 25-page paper due on March 15. You’re welcome to weigh in on what public theology looks like to you. Feel free! For the next few weeks, this will be percolating.
Yesterday, one of our guest speakers was Dr. Laurel Kearns who came to share with us about her vocational call to the environment and related ecological issues. She is a Quaker and shared some outstanding reminders and exegesis about the Judeo-Christian creation stories.
Genesis 1 is the seven-day creation story in which the first two verses (NRSV) are:
1 In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, 2 the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters.
The Hebrew word for “wind of God” is Ruah, which is often translated as “Spirit” or understood as the Holy Spirit. It is the literally the breath of God.
If you pull out your Bible and read on, you will see and hear the breath of God in all phases of the creation, especially the flora and fauna of this beloved blue marble we’re riding on. Plants, animals, humans, all share in the breath of God.
Plants exist on sunlight and the CO2 that comes out of our mouths while the rest of living creation—mammals, fish, amphibians, and humans depend on the oxygen expelled from the flora. The circle of life in the literal breath of God.
We all share in the Ruah.
I love that!
Here’s your homework: go read Psalm 148 (forgiving the ancient patriarchal language) to enjoy a praise song to God’s creation.
Thanksgiving for the Ruah.
Praise God all you angels!
Grace and Peace,