In this account from Mark, Jesus had compassion. This word, splagchnizomai in Greek, comes from the root splagchnon (meaning “bowels”) which has a sense of a visceral, gut-level form of compassion. It intrigues me that this deep, embodied compassion prompted Jesus to teach.
Leading up to this moment, Jesus is trying to get away, to rest. His disciples row him toward the people; however, he is compelled by compassion to teach. As he is teaching, I imagine the crowd turning to one another—What did he say?—repeating his words, passing them along.
In this artwork, the elements of the story are framed in a stained glass window design. Centered, the people gather in circles, passing the scarcely abundant food to one another. Waves encircle the crowd, representing the twelve disciples. The outer architectural elements portray the twelve baskets full of pieces of bread and fish—a representation of abundance from scarcity, powered by collective belief.
Jesus did not have a microphone. It was the people in the front who passed the still, small voice of God back to those behind them. It was the people in the front who passed more than enough food back to those who were hungry. In our propaganda-filled global information system, we must remember: God is not holding the mic. God is present in the still, small voice and in the smallest offerings, multiplying one by one. The message, the compassion, the corners of bread, and the pieces of fish all return in abundance.
– Hannah Garrity
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Delilah/The Table on Tap
We talked about “witnessing” and ways to “witness”. Some of us personally believe that there are different ways to witness. For example, UMCOR witnesses through action and relief, they don’t actually use words. Many of us are uncomfortable with the idea of doing it with words. Possibly, because aren’t really sure what God has done in our life, or are often questioning our beliefs. We know God is here – how can show that to our friends, neighbors – the world?
Things that have worked:
Finding something in common – my parents know our neighbors because they are all retired (they’re all at home during the day).
Paying attention – we realized that our neighbor was pregnant and took over diapers.
Reaching out with a friend – it’s easier to meet new people when you have someone familiar close by.
Smiling and simple “hellos”.
We also realized that sometimes being friendly can “freak” a person out. So we have to challenge ourselves to be friendly, kind and welcoming anyway. We have to be conscious and aware of the people around us and to not let our worries, stresses and burdens get in the way of “encounters”.
We had a really great conversation and are thankful that our Kitchen Table can be a “Jerusalem” for us or a safe stable place for us to be with others who watch over each other in Love.