On Facebook I came across a Christian community group in which some anonymous person puts up beautiful memes and pictures every day.
The illustrations usually cite wonderfully incisive and inspiring quotes from Christians famous and obscure, but also from other faith and wisdom traditions.
This is how it’s described at the Facebook site itself:
Join me, friends, in filling your minds, hearts and eyes with what is inspiring, encouraging and gracious.
Sometimes it simply features a picture that gives its viewer meditative pause, like this one below of a boy and his dog. (And what’s not to love about a child with a dog.)
Oftentimes the daily posts at “Limping” are taken from other spiritual FB community groups that I go to and start following.
The group site is called “Limping to Jerusalem”–a name that got me quietly excited the first time I saw it.
Admittedly, it doesn’t take much to get me quietly excited when I see something that stirs me spiritually.
But that name–Limping to Jerusalem–grabbed me because it comports with my own personal theology. And longtimers here at the Cult of the Jitterbug know that my theology in the proverbial nutshell is this:
“We’re all broken people, all doing the best we can in a noisy, violent, broken world, all in need of God’s healing powers of love, extravagant grace and tender mercies–all of which the healing God is happy to provide.”
That’s a way of saying “We’re all broken people, all limping to Jerusalem.”
The anonymous person behind the Facebook group has a messenger button on the page, so I sent a private message and this is the communication we had:
Love the name “Limping to Jerusalem. That’s chock full of theology.”
Thank you, Paul. Here’s a little paragraph I wrote to explain the name. (You’re the FIRST one who hasn’t asked me for an explanation. You understood it immediately… Bless you, brother, from your sister Claudia way up in North Idaho.)
Why Limping? We live in a world where human strength is idolized. We gaze longingly upon the athletes…so dazzled by their leaps and bounds. But what impresses God?
Psalm 51 says: “You [Lord] do not desire a sacrifice, or I would offer one. You do not want a burnt offering. The sacrifice You desire is a broken spirit. You will not reject a broken and repentant heart, O God…”
I have despised my brokenness, but God does not. I am a limper, but scripture tells me:
“What joy for those whose strength comes from the Lord, who have set their minds on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem. When they walk through the Valley of Weeping, it will become a place of refreshing springs. The autumn rains will clothe it with blessings. They will continue to grow stronger, and each of them will appear before God in Jerusalem.” (Psalm 84)
Though I have spent many years in the Valley of Weeping, I will appear before God in Zion. I will limp up the hill into Jerusalem, singing a Psalm of Ascent and carrying my sheaves with me. Follow me, fellow limpers, and make your struggle the most beautiful part of your song.
Blessings back atcha up there in the frozen north, sister Claudia.
More posts from the many and very many posts at Limping to Jerusalem: