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Home Beneath the Church - Poetry Collection - A Mini Review

You know that feeling when your emotions and feelings just received a jolt and are now on the fritz? It is a feeling when your quiet thoughts and aching memories find a similar soul to speak the same language. That is how Home Beneath the Church by Lauren Davis feels for me: a meeting of feeling and energy beyond any spoken word. But this is a mini review, and this poetry collection is very much full of words, experiences, word play, and something mystical. Maybe even divine. The poetry collection is broken up into three sections. Other than being a division of the poems, there is almost very little difference between each section. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Just a bit of nuance from an editorial perspective. A bit of the poems are more prose poems, there are a few rhyming gems such as "But Most of All". Theologically, there are snippets of the Christ story where Davis reinterprets Mary, the woman who anoints Jesus's feet, as a mother. There is something so bea

Take Me Back

There are sometimes when a thread of a past experience finds itself unraveled in the present. That’s how it feels when I listen to some songs. For instance, the song that DJ Alle Farben redid titled “The Night We Met,” which originally was written by Lord Huron and written by Ben Schneider.

It’s still a powerful song even though it went through musical derivatives. I think the line that is most powerful to me is the beginning. I’m in a theological education program. One that inspires me to be inquisitive. And I am very inquisitive about the beliefs we say we believe. I am very inquisitive about the ideals we believed and then created into doctrines and to a degree dogma.

The opening lines of the song strike hard: “I’m not the only traveler who has not repaid his debt.”

Truer words never spoken. I think theologically we all walk around with a debt. It’s never spoken about in the biblical witness. It’s definitely not clear in the things we say such as “the crucifixion is salvation” or “baptism is the mark of salvation”.

What debt was so bad, so very bad that we created a debt that Our God had to die at our hands? What are these misdeeds that we do that we continue to incur a debt? Are they really as easy as:

  • we don’t value life?
  • we don’t value God’s good creation?
  • we don’t value God as the highest priority on our list?
  • we question the passion: crucifixion, death, and resurrection of our Triune God?

Are we really just travelers passing through and can’t make that kind of difference to this world? I honestly think why not? Why not just be a traveler that passes by and tries to do things for a change in this world. Why can’t the mark of salvation be that we are created in God’s image to seek justice, love kindness, and be humbly God’s good creation?

“When is it ever going to end?” I ask myself more as a person, why can’t I just say: No. It stops here. My last post talked a little bit about things I want to end or affect. I don’t seek to create change because of my ego or id. I have a big enough ego that makes me question my low self-esteem issues. I want to change things because enough is enough.

God’s good creation, the universe as spoken about eloquently in science, every living and nonliving organism needs to be defended by our darker sides. Needs to be defended by the powers or beings or energies that seek to destroy the goodness that is there. Love needs to win, because I need it to win.

I want to be a responsible traveler like many who have come before me. And like many who will come after me.


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