Miracle?

A News sound bite announced, " the discovery of the Pool of Siloam." This is the pool where Jesus healed the blind man. Jesus spat on the ground and made clay with the spittle, putting it over the man's eyes and bade him to wash in the Pool of Siloam. After the man washed, he returned "seeing." This man was blind from birth.

An inquisition takes place between the crowd who knew the blind man and Jesus and then it shifts to the man's parents and then to the man himself. The questions pertain to "who is this man who healed" and of what essence is he? Is this healer of G-d or of Satan? The healing took place on the sabbath so therefore the crowd agreed, the healing was through the agency of the devil.

At the begining of the recounting of the story, John states, how the crowd believed the man's blindness was due to either his sins or the sins of his parents. In the conclusion of the story, Jesus states it is those with sight who are sinners because they do not understand the miracle and the man who now has sight has intimate knowledge of the miracle. He knows the truth of his experience and he recognizes Jesus as the healer.

The discovery of the pool of Siloam is a reminder for me that the church or christianity does not control the agency of God in the world and neither does it always recognize the Jesus of whom they preach so vehemently. In my heart, I know that in this world where people want to act and react from fear and hatred that there are some who have enough love "to cast out fear" and like Jesus operate from love.

There is a reason why some cannot see those of us who are gay and / or HIV positive. We are used to casting out our own fear as well as other's fears. We know how powerful we can be when we stand strong in who we are and love both ourselves and others. Through the process of coming out over a life time, we continually learn to recognize the agency of compassion and love as a divine act. Too bad, so many who are not gay or HIV positive need to rely on what "they think" to recognize the divine. I now, for myself, that I "feel" it through the spit and clay that makes me human! My life and my sexuality have taught me where I can feel the proximity of the divine.

Every day, I understand the miracle of my life, even if, at times I am less aware of the wonder of it! If you need certainty don't look to dogma and theological head trips but try to "feel" the miracle of your life. The harder the life, I would suspect, the more intimate the truth of the miracle.

http://www.bibleplaces.com/poolofsiloam.htm

http://www.newsday.com/news/nationworld/world/la-sci-siloam9aug09,0,7466922.story?coll=ny-leadworldnews-headlines

With thanks to Stuart Dumitt for his comment on my last entry.

I am a faerieshaman.