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The Christian Virtue of Hypomone – Transfiguration Community (Bible Study)

hypo – under
menein, mone –

  • to remain standing, to stand one’s ground (as in an Olympic wrestling match)
  • to endure to the end (as in a race), to last the distance
    • under the impact of evil
    • under the impact of a burden
    • in the face of a hostile and unbelieving culture
    • in the midst of seductions and temptations
  • to withstand resistance
  • to bear or suffer (patience)
  • to persevere
  • to be immovable

Its opposite is:
cowardice, caving in, colluding,
passive doormat kind of suffering,
running away, to waver, wobble, flee, give way,
to be changed, to pass away, to be transient, perishable

Menein is an active stance, a brave withstanding, a virtue.  Hypomone is used 7 times in the book of revelation, as the right and necessary virtue of the faithful i the old aeon (age)

Biblical: the soil that bears fruit under pressure

  • Luke 8:15 ‘But as for the seed in the good soil, these are the ones who, when they hear the word, hold it fast in a beautiful and good heart, and bear fruit in hypomone.
  • Acts 14:22
  • Romans 2:7, 12:12, 15:4-5
  • 1 Corinthians 13:7
  • 2 Corinthians 6:4, 12:12
  • Ephesians 6:11, 13, 14 The goal of the wrestling with the principalities and powers etc is to stand (used 4 times). The word used here is not hypomone but stenai.
  • Colossians 1:11
  • 1 Timothy 6:11
  • 2 Timothy 3:10
  • Titus 2:2
  • Hebrews 12:1
  • Revelation 2:2ff, 2:19, 13:10; 14:12

Walter Wink – Naming the Powers

Steadfastness in Prayer
Refusal of idolatry
Absolute intransigence – Unbending determination – an iron will.
The capacity to endure persecution, torture and death without yielding one’s faith – one of the fundamental attributes of non-violent resistance.
The power to sustain blows.  Obstinacy – Endurance.
Perseverance on the basis of the inner victorious sense that all contrary relationships and hostile forces can be overcome.

The strength that comes from faith, hope and love.

Hypomone is not gritting one’s teeth in stubbornness but the strength to suffer that comes from faith, hope and love. ‘Let your only experience of evil be in suffering – not in its creation.’

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Creating the Right Space – CBM (Panel)

Considerations for creating spaces that are inclusive of people with different levels of ability:

  • Want belonging and feeling treated the same/normal even though we know we’re not
  • Eye contact but NOT staring
  • Participation not about my disability – wanting to engage like everybody else
  • Fundamental dignity: each of us have something to share/contribute
  • Atmosphere – feel connected
  • Send lyrics/talk text in advance and can direct it into Braille or audio myself (needs to be communicated if this is available and PDFs aren’t readable by the programmes)
  • Everyone should be respected as a beloved son/daughter of God – I want to contribute to Christian community > able to share gifts
  • Talk to me not around me as if I’m not here e.g. “Will she have tea?”
  • Need space to be honest about how we feel – don’t pray away my feelings
  • Have communion where they do (with them) e.g. if someone can’t access the alter – don’t just bring them theirs but have yours with them where they are
  • Push in a little bit – there is fear (of being pushed away, rejected, condescended to…)
  • How do you know you’re “in”? On a roster, invited home for lunch, take the communion cup around in my wheelchair.
  • Regular time, place and routine for L’Arche rhythms (known and familiar)
  • Can’t find love, can’t find friendship. Government can’t do that > spiritual communities are REALLY important
  • Care-fronting sometimes with a conversation
  • Time “efficiency” need to allow room for the spirit… can’t plan things. Let it be what it is. Let [people be themselves in their fullness (where people might talk more slowly or move more slowly… let their pace be OK)
  • LABELS: Don’t freak out about it. Don’t let it be your barrier to talking with me. Have names for us too “sighties” and “Sight-trash” – it is a characteristic of who I am like having brown hair. Unhelpful…. handicapped, sufferer of…, carry a cross, disorder… use person-first language. “wheelies” and “cripps” like “queer” turning this language around to a positive framework named and claimed. If you have a relationship with me, let me use the word for myself and learn from listening. In safe space don’t need a label to feel safe but sometimes in public we do (paradox) – label can be the easiest way to get empathy/understanding when someone is behaving in unexpected ways.
  • We have outsourced care and compassion e.g. Cert IV in disability – what would it mean to engage with me directly.

Barriers

  • Physical things – steps/access/etc. and atmosphere
  • Bad theology praying for us to be healed/whole > need to confront that. What do you think that says about my lived experience?
  • “Perfect” Jesus still bore scars from the wounds on his body – perfect in imperfection.
 
Parables of Non-Violence – Transfiguration Community (Bible Study)

‘Making Things Right’: the call to be agents of reconciliation, peacemakers, restorers of broken relationships. How?

  1.  What/who are the obstacles, the enemies, the hindrances to peace and reconciliation? Ego, culture, systems, celebrity, technology…

BIBLICAL: Portrait of the Enemy – Do we even know it? Do we take the existence of evil seriously?

  1. How do we resist these?
  1. Contemplative practice:
    • first disarm your own heart
    • the wrestling is not with flesh and blood but spiritual (the aim in wrestling is not to bring your opponent down but to remain standing yourself)
    • the arena is within us
    • then change from the inside out will happen

BIBLICAL: Jesus’ Temptation in the Desert (in the desert you have to answer some questions)

  1. Danger of outer journey without inner journey
  2. Story of 3 brothers: 2 activist, 1 contemplative

How does the kingdom of God come? How does lasting change happen (repentance)? Not by programs, ideas, ideologies or our mind being in control.

  1. Slow
  2. Hidden, in secret
  3. Non-violent, harmless growth or gestation
  4. Internal
  5. Surprising and inevitable fruit, in the face of formidable obstacles

Like a joke, pint is in the last line – fruit comes at the end.

Non-violence and love are the same. Self-emptying love – no power or manipulation of any kind: mental, emotional, physical…

Using power “for the best” > controlling

  • Ask forgiveness (brothers and sisters don’t walk away from me, walk towards me)
  • Daily discipline
  • Have to listen

Being silent re-sensitises us to what is really happening, awareness, intuition, feeling… Going in to look at God leads you to look at others. Can’t only breathe in, have to breathe out.

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Contemplative Space: The Cave/Gregg Morris

A stoic mind and a bleeding heart
You never see my bleeding heart

And your light’s always shining on
And I’ve been traveling oh so long
I’ve been traveling oh so long

A constant reminder of where I can find her
Light that might give up the way
Is all that I’m asking for without her I’m lost
Oh my love don’t fade away

Mumford and Sons (lyrics)

Help yourself

help

Someone asks for help   …someone replies

helpyourself

Are they saying: “Don’t ask me for help, help yourself”
or “Help yourself, there is an abundance – share in what I have”
and extending hospitality?

What would you say, as you walk along the way, to someone asking for help?

Here

020copyHere in this vortex of risk, vulnerability, hope and fear,
I stand with you.
Our paths are not the same
But for the ways in which they mix and
tangle in each other,
sometimes parallel,
sometimes perhaps at cross purposes,
yet never quite falling out of sight
I am glad and grateful.
May the journey bring answers,
growth and joy.
May the stepping out be its own reward.
May you be bold, and honest, and safe,
and return to me.

~ Bronwyn Hayward

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On the 410 bus…

{for your entertainment, please note that font size denotes volume of the conversation happening on a crowded peak hour bus}

“How old are you?!”

“33”

“What?”

“33”

“Are you married?”

“No.”

“I’m looking for a woman!”

“…spoken for though”

“What?”

“Spoken for.”

“What?”

         “I’m not available!”

(silence)

“You dye your hair.”

“YOU DYE YOUR HAIR?!”

“Yes, yes, I dye it”

“What colour is that?”

“Red.”

“Oh. What colour will you dye it next time?”

“The same.”

“Oh. What colour is it underneath?”

“Blond”

“You follow footy?”

“No.”

“What’s your name?”

“Talitha, what’s yours?”

“Stanley”

#communityengagementinFootscray #onyastanley #thisismystop

Sweet Darkness

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your womb
tonight.

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.

You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.

— David Whyte
from The House of Belonging
©1996 Many Rivers Press

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Butterfly in the garden…

04.01.15

Terns by Mary Oliver

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Terns

Don’t think just now of the trudging forward of thought,

But of the wing-drive of unquestioning affirmation.

It’s summer, you never saw such a blue sky,

And here they are, those white birds with quick wings,

Sweeping over the waves, chattering and plunging,

Their thin beaks snapping, their hard eyes

Happy as little nails

The years to come-this is a promise-

Will grant you ample time

To try the difficult steps in the empire of thought

Where you seek for the shining proofs you think you must have.

But nothing you ever understand will be sweeter, or more binding,

Than this deepest affinity between your eyes and the world.

The flock thickens

Over the rolling, salt brightness. Listen,

Maybe such devotion, in which one holds the world

In the clasp of attention, isn’t the perfect prayer,

But it must be close, for the sorrow, whose name is doubt,

Is thus subdued, and not through the weaponry of reason,

But of pure submission. Tell me, what else

Could beauty be for? And now the tide

Is at its very crown,

The white birds =sprinkle down,

Gathering up the loose silver rising

As if weightless. It isn’t instruction, or parable.

It isn’t for any vanity or ambition

Except for the one allowed, to stay alive.

It’s only a nimble frolic

Over the waves. And you find, for hours,

You cannot even remember the questions

That weigh so in your mind.

F*** off

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