Stations of the Christ – Vision 1: Christ Reigns

Dear Jesus Christ,

I stand at my feet and feel them on the ground. I look up and rising up above me is my body, a mountain. I begin to walk up the mountain, up my legs, until I arrive at the place of procreation, the genitals, the place of sexuality. I look up again and walk to the place of the stomach, the pit of fear, the point of despair. I look up and walk up to the place of the heart.  I look up and walk to the throat, the place of the voice. I walk up and arrive at my head, the top of the mountain. A church appears. Its steps are in the place of my throat. I walk in. Above the altar is a stained glass window depicting Jesus loving the children, like the window at the Church of Our Saviour, Arlington, Massachusetts. The stained glass window dissolves into a wall of white light. I step into the light, into the egg of light, the place of the virgin birth, the crown of my head. The top of the egg begins to open like a lotus with a thousand petals unfolding. I looked out beyond and there is the whole universe in motion.

Coming towards me across the cosmos is the Risen Christ, you. I feel all the love, nurturing and wonder of the universe flowing into me through you.  Massed along side you I see all the hordes of angels and seraphims gathering. I remain half in the egg of light with my head sticking out and looking up. The egg of light grows into a larger place, an opening of light where the universe connects to me. I step to one side and the angels begin to pour into the egg of light and down into my body, where they take up positions in ordained places.

You arrive and stand beside me. You take my hand gently and say, “Walk with me.” Together we walk down into the church, my head. Angels fill the pews and begin to sing the glory of God. You turn and kneel in the middle of the church facing the light and speak the words you spoke in the Garden of Gethsemane on the eve of your unification with God. You pray to God.

You turn and walk out of the Church and stand on the steps of the Church, my throat, the place of voice. There you speak the words of the Beatitudes:

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the Earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.

And I hear the words of John spoken by an angel, “In the beginning was the Word and the Word was God.”

Then you say, “Come, walk with me.” We walk down to the place of the heart, a circular beautiful piazza. In the middle of the space is a throne. In the circle around, many rows deep angels throng, dancing and singing for joy as you are enthroned on the throne of the right hand of God in the center of my heart. I come before you. I kneel and prostrate myself before you and you say, “Arise and love God with all your heart, soul, and strength. And love your neighbor as yourself.”

You get up and walk down to a place of the stomach, the place of the cross, next to the pit of despair. You are crucified on the cross and all my despair flows out of the pit and onto you. You cry out, “My God, My God why have you forsaken me?” At that point my agonies are no more. You die taking my despair with you. All my agonies and worries are absorbed and absolved by you. The cross turns golden and a beam of light coming from the Risen Christ connects from heaven above to the cross below.

We walk to the place of the genitals, the place of the Last Supper, the place of communion. You break the bread and you give your flesh and body as a spiritual communion that unites all people and reunites the spirit from generation to generation from now to eternity.

We walk down to my feet and into the world. I see you washing my feet and I am humbled beyond all humbling and know that I am commanded by you to wash the feet of others forever.

From that moment onward I know that when I wake up in the morning you will wash my feet, break bread for me, die for me, love for me, speak for me, pray to God for me, and you will rise again for me to give the everlasting love of life to me everyday. I know you will serve, share, forgive, love, speak, pray and know me as I born of God and ask of me the same.

Again, I am in the egg of light, the crown of my head. Jesus, you appear before me like a normal man. I kneel and you anoint me on the forehead and you say to me “Do your life in memory of me.” I cry. My tears pour down into my body. Where my tears touch the parched ground the earth blossoms into green and flowers sprout everywhere. An enormous sense of joy fills me. A joy of the world, a dance, the ability to see the light of Christ in each person, every which way I turn I see the joy of the Risen Christ flowing in people. In all their lives and all their beings I see their goodness and I love them all. My friends and enemies, I wash their feet and humbly submit my life to the love of Christ and it directs me in all times, all places and all spaces.

In the Church, my head, Christ turns and says, “Now you too will read the scriptures, and you will read into the scripture the work of the living so their worship may be sanctified in my name.” We walk out to the steps of the Church, my throat, and you say, “You will write words of the Spirit to give unto others.” In the place of the heart you say, “You will serve by reaching out and touching from the heart.” In the place of the crucifix, my stomach, you drop blood on my chest and say, “You will wear a red cross.” In the place of communion, my genitals you say, “You will give bread and wine.” In the place of the feet you say, “You will wash the feet of others.”

I rise up out of my body, beyond the egg of light and I see the face of Jesus, your face, and all the loving, nurturing power of God pulses into me. You begin to move aside and the presence of God as the Father, a light so blinding and terrifying begins to emerge from behind you and appear around one side of you. I quake with total fear because I know that if I see God as Father I am dead and a voice cries out, “You are Dead. You are Alive. Understand that the two are joined and they are joined in you forever more. No more fear because every person is chosen. Some do not wake to realize their cause. Love them all.” I turn before I can see God as Father and I watch as the angels pour down through into me and out to places on the planet.

And the angels say to me, “You are a gateway for us. You will give people angels; little words — aphorisms and epithets — that will spin out of you into their hearts and out to go throughout the world. But stay close to town because it begins around you, nowhere else.”

Again, I am in the egg of light, the crown of my head, the place of the virgin birth, Jesus you appear. You anoint me on the forehead and take me down to the Church, my head. You pray to God and walk out of the church to the steps, my throat and you say, “Love in the deepest sense that comes from God and know that it is the calling of every person to love all with the might of their self, as their self rests in the heart of God. So the love that they can give is mightier than they know. Go, look into your neighbor’s eyes and love the light and love the darkness too. Go to the place of the heart and to the people and say to them, “You have the power to inspirit the parable that is you. In turn, turn and inspirit the person next to you.” Tell them, “All your parables together, inspirited with the love of God and the fellowship of the living humans around, will build the world that you are looking for.””

The angels say, “Do not underestimate that there will be other forces at work. You will walk in the place of the cross, your stomach. The writhing agony of Jesus in his last hours will absorb all the pain and suffering you feel, all the despair, all the dark days and he will die on the cross for you. And the cross will become silver and then gold and then the light of the risen Christ will reflect in it and you will see the suffering melt into love.”

“Walk to the place of community, the genitals. It is the communion of the flesh and blood of Jesus Christ that is the real communion. Do not be deceived that sexuality is the real communion. People are only alive in the communion of Christ. When it comes to claims of marriage the only question that matters is, “Do these two people standing here, stand with the communion of Christ, so through his love they be joined in body and flesh and blood and love?””

“Remember Christ washes your feet. The only Son of God was sent to wash your feet. Do not forget who holds your feet to the ground. Gravity is the servant love of Christ that holds your feet to the ground. Remember this, as you turn to your neighbors to serve them and to respect them where they touch the ground.”

The angels say, “Now come, rest in the body that you have been given and the relationships that you have received. Go to sleep this night and know that in every moment of sleep we are working, reorganizing your life so that you may serve the One God.”

Amen.

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One Comment

  1. deb hamilton
    Posted April 1, 2012 at 6:53 am | Permalink

    Thank you, Jamie dear, for this wonderful letter on Palm Sunday. Hope we can walk or ride together soon.

    Gratefully, greatfully,

    Deb

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