Archive for ‘Faith’

August 2, 2024

The OpenHand

by Rod Smith

You open Your Hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing. PSALM 145: 16

Open your hand using all your strength. Stretch your fingers. Allow the lines on your palm to feel as though they might tear apart. Study the contours, colors, ridges and valleys, joints, dents and spaces. Push, pull, and rub. Move your fingers through their paces: together, apart, back, forward, curved, strained and relaxed, cooperative yet unique. Feel the texture and every curve. Touch the crevices. Spread your hand further, turn it at the wrist, examine and compare patterns from every angle. Here are pieces of yourself you might never have studied. 

Your hands are your constant companions. They have met the needs of others, pioneered romantic moments and worn rings of commitment. They are the way your heart leaves fingerprints, the eyes at the end of your arms. Hands reflect a person’s being and are the front line agents of your life. If eyes are said to be the windows of a soul, hands express the soul. 

Hold other people with your hand thoroughly open. Allow them to know the warmth and welcome of your hand, investigate its curves and benefit from its scars. Invite others to follow the lines into the fabric of your life and see the risks you have taken and the adventures that are yours. Allow them to wrestle and rest, search, see and speak. Let them stay; let them go, but let them find your hand always open.

The Open Hand of friendship, at its widest span, is most rewarding, most challenging and most painful, for it enduringly acknowledges the freedom others have while choosing not to close upon, turn on, coerce, or manipulate others. In such friendships, expectations and disappointments become minimal and the reward is freedom. As others determine a unique pace within your open hand, they will see freedom and possibly embrace their own with excitement and pleasure.

Openhanded people do not attempt to “fix” others, change, or control others even for their own good. Rather, each person is given freedom to learn about life in his own way. Openhanded people, instead, express kindly and truthfully what they think and feel, when asked, knowing even in the asking, others might not be interested or willing to learn. 

The Open Hand is not naive. It is willing to trust, while understanding and accepting that no person is all good or all bad, and that all behavior has meaning. The Open Hand is convinced it cannot change others; it cannot see or think or feel or believe or love or see for others, but trusts people to know what is good themselves. It will not strong-arm, pursue or even attempt to convince others because it has little investment in being right, winning or competing. Here is offered a core-freedom of the deepest and most profound nature: allowing others to live without guilt, shame and expectation.

Further, the Open Hand offers oneself freedom that extends to one’s memories, ambitions, failures and successes. This allows for growth of enduring intimacy, greater personal responsibility, authentic autonomy, and the possibility of meaningful relationships with others. 

In the discovery of a closed hand, even at the end of your own arm, do not try to pry it open. Be gentle. Allow it to test the risky waters of freedom. As it is accustomed to being closed and fist-like, it will not be easily or forcefully opened. So let the closed-handed do their own releasing and trusting, little by little, and in their own time and manner. 

When openhanded people meet, lives connect in trust, freedom and communion. Community is set in motion. Creativity is encouraged. Mutual support is freely given. Risks are shared. Lives are wrapped in the safety of shared adventure and individual endeavor all at the same time.

Copyright ©️ — Rod Smith, MSMFT, 1997

July 27, 2024

Emlyn Jones

by Rod Smith

Rev. Emlyn Jones was a regular guest at Durban North Presbyterian Church. He occupied the pulpit in such a way that despite his short stature he and his voice filled the entire church building. 

I was in my early twenties when I first encountered him and I couldn’t help but pay attention. His warmth and personality somehow drew every eye and ear toward the pulpit for a poetic, personal, often funny, romp with all things practical and spiritual.

Emlyn preached to crowds, but for the listener, it was intimate.

When he preached it was as if I was alone with him and we were chatting over a cup of tea.

I felt like he’d done all his preparation just for me. 

Emlyn Jones made God tangible, intimate, deeply caring. 

As a listener I was momentarily transfixed and believed I could become something for this caring God, a God who wanted me, had a place for me, and who desired for me to take it.

His preached word wooed me out of my complex and confused self and showed me I could be part of loving, seeing, and knowing the world and have something to say to the people in it. 

Emlyn Jones modeled love and wisdom.

I wanted to do the same.

I have never forgotten his pulpit manner, mastery, and presence, which I know has given me enormous respect for fine orators and, ironically, even as a young and complex man, a longing desire to be one. 

The very idea scared but never left me. 

A highschool assignment involving presenting to a group of peers had me planning my own demise. Yet Emlyn’s sermons, his pulpit manner, were wooing something, stirring something within my core into occupying a pulpit myself.

Emlyn preached a sermon about a self to live with and a cause to live for and it offered me a bridge into a future that, at the time, was beyond my capacity to imagine.

Even on leaving the building and making my way home, I knew something of my life’s trajectory had shifted. 

Can terror, possibilities, and joy dance together? 

I think so. 

They augmented into a respectful rhythm, a waltz of sorts, of hesitancy, gratitude, and freedom.

Emyln Jones played music and I was a willing listener.  

“Oh love that will not let me go…..”

July 27, 2024

Music music music

by Rod Smith

Music was very much a part of my childhood.

Mom often sang around the house.

Doris Day and Virginia Lee and Jim Reeves were her favorites.

Dad loved to dance.

My parents turned heads on any dance floor.

Ancient hymns became markers for me.

I knew if they sang “From sinking sands He lifted me” we had no money.

“What a friend we have in Jesus” meant someone somewhere was in trouble.

When they sang about the “Three little fishies that swam, swam, swam all over the dam” I knew they had enjoyed a good time at a party.

“Abide with me” and “Nearer My God to Thee” meant Dad was thinking about the war and his time in the water after HMS Dorsetshire went down and he had to take to the ocean and swim for his life.

There was a duet only my parents sang that I have never heard performed by anyone else.

“With the kind of love that you’ve been giving,”….

…. dad would sing, holding the last note until mom joined him with...

“I could reach the moon up in the sky.”

They’d perfected harmonies for the rest of the song:

“A little cooperation my dear,
a kiss or something whispered in my ear,
would help me banish the thought of fear, with a little cooperation my dear.”

I liked unison parts best:

“Without your love I couldn’t go on living, wondering how I’d get by.
But with the kind of love you’ve been giving,
I can reach the moon up in the sky.”

July 23, 2024

Grace of Targeted Giving

by Rod Smith

#GraceuponGrace

I was in the Western Cape these last two weeks. It rained and rained and rained even more.

When I tell you the following I’m telling you because you know, those among you who read my posts, that it is you, not me. It is you who have empowered me to do this. I’ve said a hundred times, I’m the bridge and not the giver.

I was able to give (“Targeted Giving” – I call it) to 5 individuals and families I know, people I trust — $2500.00 ($500 each) to boost their good works and enhance their impact where they work.

For one family: it was a very cold and windswept afternoon. I called and asked the mom to meet me on the sidewalk at her address.

She was suprised to get my call — I do live 8000 miles away.

Dressed for the weather the whole family (I think I’m recalling correctly) came out.

I requested she and her husband get out of the weather and into the car and that we take them to their bank. The young son and dad joined us and they were able to deposit a large sum of Rands – they were not anticipating a gift — which I’d already exchanged on their behalf.

This gave the family what appeared to be an unimaginable boost!

Fewer than 24 hours later the mom sent my sister, not me, a photograph.

The family fed a huge crowd breakfast of porridge and bread the very next morning — because now they had extra.

Can you imagine the joy of getting such a call when it’s unexpected and the weather is pounding. Oh the stories that will be told of your generosity for ages to come.

How nice it indeed was to be the bridge (5 times) for your gift, your generosity.

You know who you are.

Thank you.

Let it be known we were also able to give $1000.00 to a local (in my town) safe house for young girls and women and send a local (from my town) boy or girl (I requested not to know who) to Summer Camp with Young Life. Cynics will often say and correctly say — “we have enough needs right here in Indiana.” I will assume they are giving handsomely to a local fund offering assistance.

Contact me if you’d like to help me repeat this community act of Grace.

July 12, 2024

The Alphabet of Healthy Relationships: M is for….

by Rod Smith

Meaning

I want my life to count, make a difference, contribute to the greater good, to have MEANING.

I cannot exist in a vacuum, but in a community with persons of similar desires to create something beautiful with the skills, resources, and years that we have at our disposal.

I want to serve a cause that is greater than my own fulfillment.

I want to plant now, so people I may never meet or know or hear of me, may harvest something rich and rewarding in their futures.

The only photograph — I’m aware of — of my mother and me.
July 7, 2024

Alphabet of Healthy Relationships: I is for….

by Rod Smith

Deep down where soul, spirit, will, heart, mind, meet, I have a magnificent gift – the instinctual, God-given, desire for INTIMACY.

Togetherness.

It comes wrapped into my humanity. I want to be intimate, to belong, to be part of a family, groups, teams, causes.

I don’t want to be alone.

I want to know others and be known by others. This desire usually whispers, but must sometimes yell, for recognition, especially when my equally powerful instinctual desire for autonomy has enjoyed its pleasures.

I want to be heard and treasured as a companion and friend. I want to be an integral part of the lives of close family and friends.

I want to be fearlessly open with a handful of loving friends and for them to be similarly open with me. If I repeatedly ignore this primal desire, I place my emotional well-being and physical health at risk.

I was not designed to be alone. I am designed for connection with others.

Acknowledging this essential part of who I am,  respecting it, enjoying it, enhances my capacity to love myself, love others, and become fully, and more beautifully human.

*to be read in tandem with A is for Autonomy 

My 1st born son and I enjoying our beautiful connection which is as meaningful today as it was the day of his birth…. He’s 26 now!
July 6, 2024

Alphabet of Healthy Relationships: H is for….

by Rod Smith

Hope

I am convinced that there are always reasons to HOPE.

No matter how dire, or conflicted the circumstance, no matter how bleak the prognosis, while there is life, and even beyond it, there remain reasons to be hopeful.

I’ve seen hope in action.

I’ve seen painful family scenarios, the most estranged of siblings, the most obstinate of personalities, turn, then find previously unimagined degrees of humility, and move in healthier directions.

But, of course, evil abounds. It tries to rob people of hope. Sadly, we all know men and women who are capable of inflicting much hurt and destruction.

Nonetheless, I will continue to believe that good far outweighs evil.

Goodness, kindness, benevolence, empathy, are latent in every man, woman, and child, and such qualities exercised by individuals, squelch humanity’s sometimes crazed desire to spread hate and destruction.

While I am well aware my ideas will be considered absurd in some circles, heresy in others, I’d suggest that when a lonely woman reaches again for alcohol, or a depraved man engages in illicit behavior, or an adult or teenager self-destructs, these behaviors are desperate acts of prayer, desperate attempts at sanity, desperate attempts to relieve pain and restore hope.

I will be an agent of hope to those who feel hopeless, abandoned, or aimless. Having seen my own life change, and an occasion, my own difficulties diminish, I know others can successfully face fearful, problematic situations, and emerge with increased hope. I will live a hopeful life and spread hope wherever I go.

Today I’m headed, not to Windhoek, but to Cape Town #graceupongrace
July 4, 2024

The Alphabet of Healthy Relationships: F is for……

by Rod Smith

Forgiveness

The capacity to FORGIVE is a divine gift. It can precipitate healing within people and among groups of people. The person who initiates acts of forgiveness is usually (but not always) the one who reveals greater strength. He or she may be the one carrying the deeper burden. It is the stronger person (usually) who is first to forgive, and both parties – the forgiver and the forgiven – benefit from the act if apologies are expressed and accepted. When I choose to forgive I seldom have anything to lose, and usually much to gain.

I know I harbor resentment when I am uncomfortable being around a particular person and would rather avoid him or her. I know I am holding onto hurt when I have little or nothing positive to say to or about someone and when I find it hard to think positive thoughts about someone. I will forgive as efficiently as I find it possible and can muster the strength from within to do so. 

I will forgive when someone’s actions toward me (real or perceived) seem sealed into my consciousness and I can’t let them out of the prison within my head. I know it’s time for me to forgive when I feel haunted by someone whose acts against me will not let me go. Forgiveness links me with the divine, heals fragile families, calms hurting communities and restores hope within broken people – and – sets the forgiver free.

Our daily walk takes us through this forest — a 5 minute walk from our home

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May 31, 2024

Chatel — Friday — FCM

by Rod Smith

STUDY: John 21: 1-19 

We have repeatedly discussed each of the 8 Bowen Concepts and looked at discussed genograms. I think you have worked very hard. I have tried to demonstrate how the concepts interlock and how they are Bowen’s observations about how families and groups and society “works” and evolves. 

In closing today I would like to look at:

ANXIETY (3 kinds) / NON-ANXIOUS PRESENCE 

Definitions of Growth and Holiness and Spirituality 

And try to answer any questions you may have. 

While walking to afternoon coffee.
May 27, 2024

From Durban

by Rod Smith

Hi Rod,

I assume that your email address in this morning’s Mercury is current.

Thank you for taking the time to come to see me. I was sorry not to get to any of your talks. After two years in lockdown and not going out of the building, at 94 I find  that I can’t face going out! I had to go to the dentist and for hearing aids. I was really nervous and took a walker to lean on. My balance with even one little step is not good.  

Thank you for visiting us at Beth Shalom when you were in Durban. It was also good to see Jen with you. The residents were delighted that you gave us time. Your talk was of value, appreciated and taken to heart. That evening one resident, Marilyn Dinner, told me that she had gone straight to her room and emailed three letters asking for forgiveness, one to her daughter. She received three positive acceptances immediately. And later wrote a few more letters.

Your boys must have been happy to have you home but now you are away again, to benefit others, this time in Switzerland.

Keep well and fit and bringing light  into the world.

With kind regards and best wishes,

Elaine G.