Dai­ly Reflec­tion
Decem­ber 16, 2004

Thursday of the Third week in Advent
Lectionary: 190
Bar­bara Dilly

Read­ing the prophet Isa­iah can be grim.  Today he reminds us about the bad things that hap­pen in this world that some­times give us the feel­ing that God has for­sak­en us.  We can all relate to one or more of them.  Imag­ine the pain of a woman who longs for chil­dren but can­not con­ceive or a woman who has been desert­ed by her hus­band because she did not con­ceive.  Imag­ine the suf­fer­ing of a wid­ow or a wife cast off for anoth­er woman.  Con­sid­er the shame we feel when we think of all the things we did when we were young that we hope no one remem­bers.  And reflect on the fear we expe­ri­ence when the moun­tains and hills are shak­en by earth­quakes.  But Isa­iah also reminds us that in the midst of all that fright­ens, grieves, and shames us, God comes to remind us that God’s love will nev­er leave us.  That should cause us to raise a glad cry and to break forth in jubi­lant song as Isa­iah exhorts us to do.

In oth­er words, it is bet­ter that we learn to focus on what God does for us than try to explain why bad things hap­pen.  The Psalm for today reminds us that the Lord helps us get through the bad times.  The Lord res­cues us from despair.  The Lord even res­cues us from God’s brief moments of anger.  And the Lord helps us through our peri­ods of grief and mourn­ing.  God’s endur­ing love trans­forms all this into danc­ing if we only ask for help.

This is the mes­sage of John the Bap­tist.  Acknowl­edge the right­eous­ness of God.  It is at hand.  And so, at this time of the year, we repent, or turn around, so we can see where God is at work in our lives instead of when we feel abandoned.

As I pre­pare for Christ’s com­ing into my life anew this Advent sea­son, I find it help­ful to briefly reflect on all the times I thought that God had for­sak­en me.  There was pain and suf­fer­ing, but in the larg­er scheme of things, I have an over­whelm­ing sense of God’s great ten­der­ness for me.  I feel like I have been res­cued many times.  I could write a coun­try west­ern song enti­tled:  “I’ve been res­cued again, thank God Almighty, I’ve been res­cued again.”  Some would call that a naïve opti­mism or maybe a sign of good men­tal health.  Oth­ers would say that I am just lucky.  So I am care­ful when I share my faith because there are folks who seem to be born pes­simists or skep­tics.  They are always cry­ing for help but they either don’t rec­og­nize it or they reject help when it arrives.  But peo­ple of faith believe that help is always on the way.  Dur­ing the Advent sea­son, the best gift we can give, I believe, is a wit­ness to our faith in the Lord of endur­ing Love.  It is a time to break forth in jubi­lant praise of the Lord who has pity on us and res­cues us.

Thank God Almighty, we’ve been res­cued again! 

Bar­bara Dilly

Pro­fes­sor Emeri­ta of Cul­tur­al and Social Studies

I came to Creighton in 2000 and retired in 2020. My twen­ty years of teach­ing, research and ser­vice in the Jesuit tra­di­tion enhanced my own life. It was an excit­ing time of cel­e­bra­tion. I loved teach­ing and inter­act­ing with Creighton stu­dents because they respond­ed so eager­ly to the Igna­t­ian ped­a­gog­i­cal empha­sis on the devel­op­ment of the whole per­son. It is this spir­it of whole per­son devel­op­ment and cel­e­bra­tion of life that I hope to infuse in my reflec­tion writings.

My aca­d­e­m­ic back­ground is eclec­tic, prepar­ing me well for the Lib­er­al Arts aca­d­e­m­ic envi­ron­ment at Creighton. I earned my BA in World Arts and Cul­tures from UCLA in 1988 and my Ph.D. in Com­par­a­tive Cul­tures from the Uni­ver­si­ty of Cal­i­for­nia, Irvine in 1994. My research focused on rur­al com­mu­ni­ties in the Amer­i­can Mid­west, Latin Amer­i­ca, and Aus­tralia. I taught Envi­ron­men­tal Anthro­pol­o­gy, Qual­i­ta­tive Research Meth­ods, Social and Cul­tur­al The­o­ry, and Food Stud­ies courses.

I retired to Shell Rock, a small rur­al com­mu­ni­ty in North­east Iowa where I enjoy gar­den­ing, cook­ing, quilt­ing, dri­ving my 65 Impala con­vert­ible an my 49 Willys Jeep­ster. I have lots of fun play­ing my gui­tars with friends from the Cedar Val­ley Acoustic Gui­tar Asso­ci­a­tion. But most impor­tant­ly, I am still work­ing to make my com­mu­ni­ty and rur­al Amer­i­ca a bet­ter place. I host a com­mu­ni­ty quilt stu­dio and serve on the Mis­sion Board of my church. I also serve as the Cli­mate Com­mit­tee Chair and on the Exec­u­tive Board of the Cen­ter for Rur­al Affairs.