Do Not Our Hearts Burn Within Us?

I hope I do not turn my face away from the flames.

A White Christian’s prayer

Pentecost fires are burning this week.

I hope the fires burn away my apathy as a white Christian in a racist society. I hope my malaise burns away too. I hope I do not turn my face away from the flames.

Pentecost fires remind me of other biblical fires.

  • “Did not our hearts burn within us?” the disciples on the road to Emmaus asked. They thought they were traveling with a stranger. The stranger was Jesus. Crucified. Resurrected. Walking the way with them.
  • A bush burns but does not burn up. God calls to Moses in the flames. Moses says “yes.” But he doesn’t want to.
  • The Israelites follow a flaming pillar through the wilderness. It is night. They are afraid. God’s fire shows the way.
  • A fire warms Peter’s hands. He breathes words of denial into the night air. They float away. Hot embers on the wind.
  • Jesus builds a fire and cooks breakfast on the beach. His followers taste resurrection in the ash-smoked fish. 

In Scripture, in the days and months after Pentecost, the church wrestled with its identity. Who are we? Who are we to become? What is our purpose?

What about us today? Who are we? Who are we to become? Can we imagine and ignite a new thing? A more hopeful way? A way of justice?

I pray we can.

But before that can happen, we must confess and lament. We haven’t confessed our complicity in racism. Not really. And we haven’t lamented the deaths of black and brown people in our communities. Not really.

We need radical lament.

Radical is from the Latin radix and means root or base. We need to lament the root cause of violence against our sisters and brothers—the sin of white racism.

We need radical lament. And we must lament radically—with our whole bodies. God is calling to us through Pentecost flames to take action, to stand against racism, to stand for justice.

So, we confess. We lament. We pray.


God of Wind and Fire,

Make our hearts burn within us–

We feel the heat of so many flames, O God.

Fires of revealing.
Fires of guiding.
Fires of denying.
Fires of resurrecting.

Make our hearts burn within us–

Fires of confessing.
Fires of lamenting.
Fires of acting.

And if we weep, O God?

May we weep tears of cleansing,
not tears of dousing, dampening, diminishing
fires that rage against injustice.

Make our hearts burn within us—

So many winds blow around us, O God.

Winds wailing with pain.
Winds howling with agony.
Winds stirring up the dust of our humanity.

            Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.

Stir us up, Holy Wind.
Stir up Wisdom.
Stir up Mercy.

Make our hearts burn within us–

No more crushed windpipes, O God.
Let justice breathe.
Blow your radical love into us.
Through us.
All around us.

God of Wind and Fire,

Heal us.
Resurrect us.
Put our feet on the road to justice.

Make our hearts burn within us–

Come Home Free

Ah, the joys of self-publishing!

Self-publishing is intriguing. And when you self-publish on Amazon and immerse yourself in the world of Amazon’s algorithms connected to sales, reviews, and rankings–well, Amazon’s self-publishing world is something of a mystery.

Yesterday, Come Home Free went on sale for a limited time on Amazon for .99.  Amazon suggests sales promotions such as this to encourage people to read self-published books, especially novels. We got the word out about the sale through Facebook, Twitter, and blogs. We also put an ad on Kindle Nation Daily. Throughout the day yesterday we watched on Amazon’s author “report” page how many people were downloading the book. We had fun seeing the purchase numbers rise and our Amazon ranking number fall (lower numbers meaning that our book is higher in the rankings).

I have learned much about self-publishing and have a new respect for editors and both traditional and non-traditional publishers. These days, it takes a lot of effort to create an eBook and make it get attention in a world where hundreds of thousands of others are writing and publishing.

Come Home Free will be on sale for about 18 more hours today, until midnight tonight (October 30). Sheila and I are eager for folks to meet some of our favorite characters–Aria, Clara, Sarah, Ruth Maiers, and the rest. We also hope that the story these characters embody offers laughter and perhaps even a glimpse of hope for readers.

We hope you might read–and enjoy–Come Home Free. And don’t forget to add your review of the book online. Reviews make the self-publishing world go ’round!