Author: Rev. Jennifer L. Sacks

Rev. Jennifer believes that all people desire and deserve to lead fulfilling, joyful lives. She is a compassionate, creative, dynamic preacher and teacher, as well as a faithful, intuitive, visionary spiritual leader. Rev. Jennifer’s mission is to inspire and encourage others in embracing their divinity so they can discover peace and contentment along all the roads of life, no matter the twists and turns. With warmth, vitality, and gentle good humor, Rev. Jennifer invites and inspires others to travel their spiritual journeys as they open their hearts and minds to the infinite possibilities of God’s abundant universe. She is Senior Minister of the Beloved Community of Unity Atlanta Church, Peachtreee Corners, Ga.

Called to Be Our Best

On May 28, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, SpiritualityLeave a comment

We used to run around all over the place, busy, scheduled, appointments up the ying yang.

Go here, go there. Things to do. People to see.

Articles about how to do our make-up and conduct meetings, on airplanes. Pack for a week in one suitcase. See the Taj Mahal in an hour. Travel the entire world in ten days.

Let’s admit it: A lot of us were exhausted and we didn’t even know it. We just kept winding ourselves up, and going, going, going.

We were exhausting ourselves and our resources: emotional, mental, physical, natural.

Some us had no spiritual exhaustion because spirituality was for sissies. Or we had our silos, the church, mosque, synagogue, temple that was our club, where we went to be seen.

And some of us thought God was only in the building on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Or we tried to steer the Universe by ourselves.

We were running after elusive fountains of youth and measures of success which strained all our reserves. Some of us strained others, too, sucking life from them like vampires, so we could have more. Some of us were human bulldozers, plowing our way through fertile fields; we didn’t notice what we ran over. Until it was too late.

We were so wound up, we didn’t know how to unwind.

A couple of weeks ago, while livestreaming from the pulpit in an empty sanctuary, I shared a message I heard in Washington, D.C., during the Yuppie 1990s: “The one who dies with the most toys wins.” And how I remember whispering to myself: “OK, but they still die.”

And some people might say: “You can’t say that Rev. Jenn. That’s not motivating. That isn’t inspiring.”

Really?

When current events remind us how precious life is? That disease is the great equalizer?

Check out sacred scripture. Read any of the Gospels. Jesus says repeatedly: “I’m only with you for a while. Listen to me now. Here’s how to live.”

Check out God’s conversations with Moses. How many times God says: “I am the Lord your God. And you are Moses. This is your job. And this is how much time you have.”

So, if someone is upset with me for mentioning death, I invite them to consider how well they’re living. What they’re doing with their precious time, this awesome gift of life they have.

Because, in my experience, with those I’ve been honored to share this journey, no one ever said, “I wish I’d spent more time at the office. I wish I’d bought more stuff.” But all of them said, each in their own words, “I hope I was the best person I could be.”

We are called to be our best selves. The stuff we have is garnish.

Embrace your best self, right here, right now, and live it out loud.

That’s our call, and God knows, our world truly needs it.

Doing the Limbo

On April 23, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Spiritual Maturity, SpiritualityLeave a comment

Anyone who’s attended an old-time dance party knows the Limbo Rock. The popular dance asks us to shimmy ourselves below a bar without knocking it over.

Succeeding at the Limbo Rock doesn’t require the coolest moves. It requires the most dexterity and flexibility, which we also need to dance the Limbo of Life.

Literally, limbo means being between here and there, neither in nor out, on nor off, when we don’t know what’s next. Limbo is an uncertain, indefinite time of waiting.

Millions live in limbo these days, as our governments, institutions, and organizations attempt to determine new standards of safety and well-being. Perhaps, you’ve noticed, Blessed Reader, few of them agree about these standards. So, we’ve reached one of life’s waystations where we’re left to discern our new normal.

During this time, spiritual maturity helps us remain patient as we renew our faith and build our spiritual strength. Rather than fuss about waiting, force things to happen, or hide in terror, dexterity and flexibility let us:

Enjoy time in stillness and silence. Sit, rest, gaze at artwork on the walls or flowers in the garden, pet the dog, cradle a child. If we believe that we aren’t doing anything, remember that all spiritual masters became that way because they knew how to be still and wait.
Connect, at least weekly, with a prayer partner and BFF. Share gratitude for the present and imagine hope for the future.
Honor our bodies. Get enough sleep, exercise, and nourishment. Take necessary medications. If we are ill, all our energy and attention turns to healing. If we’re caregivers in any capacity, we honor ourselves and others best when we choose self-care first. None of us can give from an empty well.
Honor our feelings, especially sadness, grief, and confusion. Many of us are experiencing losses, so cry as needed. Tears aren’t a sign of weakness; they mean our hearts are open and we’re mourning something we love.
Tackle a task we’ve avoided, especially if it will bring ease. If we need assistance, many professionals including accountants, attorneys, mental health counselors, and organizers are glad to work virtually. Research recommendations from trusted friends.
Embrace a creative activity or learn a new skill. Countless online classes are available, and libraries and museums offer an abundance of free, virtual resources.
Schedule playtime. No attempts to accomplish anything. Just have fun. Find board games the whole family can enjoy like Monopoly or Chutes and Ladders. Or use an old-fashioned deck of cards to play Canasta, Gin, or Go Fish.
Appreciate the simple gifts of good health, safe shelter, comfortable clothes, and a full belly.

Overall, know that even when our lives seem to be “on-hold,” we still have the inner power and intuition to choose our next steps. Especially, remember that God in the midst of us is assurance and wisdom as we remain open to the best paths ahead.

What’s Happening Now

On April 2, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Spiritual Maturity, Spirituality1 Comment

During a difficult life transition, I fretted about outcomes, sometimes feeling as if I’d spin out of control. Fortunately, I attended a weekly sangha, and our group meditations anchored my faith. One day, I admitted my fears to our teacher, Maggie. She acknowledged them, then reminded me to stay present to my new life unfolding. “It’ll be all right,” she assured me. “This is just what’s happening now.”

More than 20 years later, Maggie’s wisdom still resonates because it’s a hallmark of spiritual maturity: When we accept what’s happening now, we remember that we control little more than ourselves in life, so we can choose how we’ll flow with what is.

To find comfort in what’s happening now, we can:

Remain anchored in our contemplation, meditation, prayer, and reflection practices. Breathe deep, belly breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. Concentrating on our breath relaxes our minds and calms our racing heartbeats, anytime, anywhere.
Do daily chores mindfully. Everything from peeling an orange and inhaling the scent to humming a favorite tune as we wash our hands is a grounding, mindfulness practice.
Limit long-range planning, pushing for long-term commitments, or rushing to make decisions. Focus on present needs such as completing today’s projects and buying this week’s groceries.
Dive into a creative activity: carving, coloring, gardening, knitting, painting, sculpting, etc. Work it step by step, noting accomplishments daily.
Avoid instant gratification which may lead to later regrets. Ask: “How will I feel about this next week, next month, next year? Am I willing to wait? What other choices might I have?” Then list all the choices we discern are best now.
Halt dramas and conversations about how awful or difficult life is, how hard we are/aren’t working, or what someone else is/isn’t doing.
Beware offering or accepting unsolicited advice. As soon as we say or hear, “You should,” we likely need to pause and re-examine our intentions. This applies to our inner voice, too. No “shoulding” on ourselves; we’re doing the best we can.
Get out of bed, no tossing and turning, if we awaken early, anywhere from 3:00 to 6:00 AM. During these “God Hours,” we’re most attuned to Spirit and our inner creativity, so they’re sacred times for extra meditation, study, or crafting.
Acknowledge grief and loss. Those moments which seem like we’re walking through pools of molasses or crying for no reason are ways we mourn. Even if we feel silly, we can find comfort in hugging a pillow or stuffed animal, digging in the dirt, singing at the top of our lungs, pounding bread dough, or skipping around the neighborhood.
Be physically distant for safety and well-being, but stay socially connected by phone, text, email, social media, Zoom, FaceTime, etc. Plan virtual visits to share meals, play music, dance, or continue book group discussions.

Remember, especially, that life sorts itself out. As we remain faithful, present to what’s happening now without attaching to it, we discover simple joys in things as they are. And as a new season unfolds, we can let the journey carry us to what’s next, trusting that this too shall pass.

Faith and Sensibility

On March 12, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, Journey, Personal Growth, Spiritual Maturity, Spirituality

One winter, the entire high school where I taught shared an ailment. It started with laryngitis, though no physical discomfort. Then it became a cough and a chest cold, which led to bronchitis for me. When I saw the doctor, he said it was viral, not bacterial. An antibiotic would do nothing; I needed to boost my immune system, rest my body, and ride it out. Which I did, slowly, faithfully, day by day, long into spring.

Our faith helps us ride things out and assures us that “this too shall pass,” just as other things have. Yet, our sensibility, the power to gauge and monitor our reactions and behaviors, determines how we ensure our safety and well-being so we can function and thrive, even during trying times.

Amid tremendous anxiety about coronavirus, bear markets, and dysfunctional political systems, we can behave sensibly by:

Refraining from hoarding. Hoarding is fear-based belief centered in lack. If we’re concerned about our supplies, we can take a gratitude inventory of food, medicine, personal care items, and/or bank balances, specifically noting how much we have to sustain us.
Being gentle with ourselves. No matter our current health, this isn’t a time to rail against the healthcare system or worry that we didn’t wash our hands long enough. Instead, we can focus all our attention on renewing our life energy, building our strength, giving ourselves time to heal, blessing our bodies, and savoring peaceful sleep.
Beginning and ending our days with prayer and meditation. Breathe deeply, chant mantras, count blessings, give thanks. When we pray, let’s include our world leaders, the media, and all those working to mitigate and eradicate disease.
Connecting with loved ones. If needed, create a buddy system, agreeing to check-in daily to say, “Hi,” “I love you,” “I feel better today,” or share other good news. No fear-mongering or pity-parties allowed.
Avoiding all “ain’t-it-awful,” “the sky is falling” dramas. Remain focused on the present and what can be done today.
Choosing a few specific times — never at mealtime or bedtime — to check news, financial markets, and social media. Set a 15-minute limit; then log off.
Checking facts and figures before sharing information, so we don’t inadvertently spread rumors. Check at least 3 reliable, vetted sources that conduct their own research.
Getting outside into sunshine and fresh air. Commune with nature by digging in the garden or raking leaves. Sky gaze and track moon phases. All these extend our view beyond ourselves and give us a broader perspective of life.
Scheduling time for exercise, fun and laughter. Play games, cook a favorite meal, binge-watch some comedy, read a new novel, color, draw, paint, dance, and sing.

Overall, remember that even though we desire certainty, much of life is uncertain and change is inevitable. As we remain patient and flexible, we’re less flustered and more adaptable as schools close, events cancel, or circumstances alter. With faith, we remain sensible about our choices, and day by day we discover that gentle, consistent pacing guides our way.

Feel the Hope

On February 27, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Personal Growth, Spirituality1 Comment

Sometime after the New Year 2015, I experienced divine discontent, that feeling which is part God-nudge, longing, and dissatisfaction. All seemed well enough in my life, and yet something else called.

In late February, while planning a church class, I wrote in my journal, “Start a blog.” I hoped to create one, because my dearest friend already was writing her own.

That spring, I saved snippets of my Sunday messages for rewrites. That summer, I began publishing, hoping that I could reach others around the world who want to embrace their faith, grow in spiritual maturity, and navigate their life journeys with ease, grace, courage, and joy.

Hope keeps me going, driving my faith in myself, my knowledge, and my ability to keep learning and growing. Even when my direction has seemed foggy, I trust that I’ll arrive where I need to be, when I need to be there.

Along the way, I’ve discovered that we block hope when we:

Attempt to order the Universe or employ the same old strategies, especially because that’s what’s always been done.
Say that something “should” work, though it hasn’t and still isn’t.
Lie or make excuses to hide the truth, whether from ourselves or others.
Believe the myths that we can be, do, and have it all, or that life is futile and will never get better.
Strive relentlessly to succeed, especially believing that we can’t rest until we complete a never-ending to do list.
Expect someone or something to change, especially when they show us repeatedly that they won’t.
Compete with and compare ourselves to others.
Try to do it all ourselves, because no one else can meet our standards and expectations.
Live on social media and believe that’s real life. Social media is like reality TV; much of it is staged.

In comparison, we feel and sustain hope when we:

Stop rehashing our problems and posting all our woes.
Give ourselves a reality check about what’s occurring so we can decide whether to stay, go, negotiate, adjust, or alter.
Trust the time we need to grow our savings, lose the weight, build the muscle, heal the wound, mend the fence, find the job, or meet our beloved.
Take some action toward the goal every day, remembering that life often unfolds in small steps, rather than in grand advances.
Journal our progress and reflect on how far we’ve come.
Connect with faithful companions who encourage our dreams, celebrate our successes, and remind us of our worth.

Especially, hope is about our relationship with God. So, we feel hope best when we see God in the midst of our lives, trusting that all things work together for good for those who love God (Romans 8:28), no matter what’s occurring. Then, we feel renewed faith in ourselves to go forward and we feel the hope of a bright future.

During the next few months, Faith for the Journey will be updated, with additional features besides the blog. Please stay tuned. I hope you’ll continue the journey with me.

Into Another Year: A Prayer for New Year 2020

On January 1, 2020January 1, 2020 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Spirituality1 Comment

Into another year we go,
Onto possibility’s path,
Untrammeled and untraveled
Paved
Unpaved
Repaved
The re-examined, reconsidered life.

Within the closet of ourselves we contemplate new garments,
Cutting through cloth tattered and torn,
Embroidering the past’s patchwork tapestry with hope’s glistening threads.

Into another year we go,
Crushing regret’s dried leaves beneath our feet,
Compost for other footsteps, other lives.

Awesome Creator God, which created us in love,
And continues to love us into being,
May we heal our heartbreaks with loving care so we can wear our scars like fine art.
May we forgive our trespasses through another’s field so we can cultivate our own gardens.
May we discover easy steps around rocky passages so we can reach grander vistas.

Into another year we go,
Older
Stronger
Wiser.

Into another year we go,
Bathed in grace’s abundant rains,
Watering
Restoring
Renewing us,

Yet again.

Grateful for every breath,
Every moment.

All things now made new.

And so they are.

Amen.

The Greatest Gifts

On December 19, 2019 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Spirituality

Less than a week before we celebrate the seasons of light, miracles, and rich cultural heritage, we Americans are processing another presidential impeachment. In their outer solemnity, some people secretly celebrate. Others scream and argue, as usual. Yet, some of us are sad, shaking our heads in shock and surprise that it’s come to this — again. We wonder what, if anything, we can do.

Some of us will say we must pray. And, yes, for those who believe in the power of prayer, let’s pray. And let’s also, after our “Amens,” be willing to do the deep, sometimes challenging inner work, which allows us to act, rather than re-act, with compassion and discernment.

Spiritual maturity requires that we live with integrity, both acknowledging and accepting that we’re responsible for our choices and our behaviors, whatever they are. Only some people can live this way, and however we travel our life journeys, we’ll encounter those who choose to blame and shame.

We can say whatever we want about them. Though the truth is: We still must consider how we’re living ourselves. Are we willing to examine every angle before we pass judgment? Can we forgive what we imagine is unforgivable? Will we choose to love, even when we do not like? At the end of the day, these are among the questions we must ask ourselves if we want to feel peace of mind and contentment, even in challenging times.

The child who’ll be born in a manger, because there was no room for his family at the inn, would expect nothing less. He’ll encourage us — again — to live as he did. He’ll teach us to be wary of those who demand to be worshipped, using their greed and power to exclude and dominate. He’ll remind us, by his life and teachings, that the only One worthy of reverence is our Creator, whatever name we call It, which doesn’t need or demand our allegiance, but invites us to live fully and faithfully, in the awe and wonder of all other creations.

In this season, are we willing to open the inn of our hearts to make way for new life? Will we be the peace which nurtures equity, inclusion, and understanding in our world? Of all the gifts we’ll give this season, these are the greatest.

Happy Holidays, Blessed Readers. Namaste.

A Place of Thanksgiving

On November 27, 2019 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Spirituality

As I prepare for Thanksgiving and reflect on the latest news about refugees, immigration, and border patrols, I’m also reminiscing about giving the invocation and benediction at a naturalization ceremony. Before the ceremony, the guest speaker, a naturalized citizen who was an engineer, shared his story with me.

As a child in India, he lived in a dirty village in a tiny house without any amenities, including clean drinking water. He loved to read, though books, a luxury more valuable than gold, were scarce. He said he knew that one day he would come to America, a land of opportunity, flowing with milk and honey, though he didn’t know how. Even then, he loved the idea of Thanksgiving, a day to feast on all his blessings. His childhood faith astounded me, much more hopeful than mine at that age, and I had plenty of clean water and shelves of books.

As I stepped forward to deliver the invocation, I looked into the crowd. Forty-one candidates for citizenship, all beautiful, beloved creations of God looked back at me. I acknowledged these divine expressions and greeted them as if they were my congregation: “Namaste. The Spirit in me welcomes, honors, embraces and truly rejoices in the Spirit in you.”

I could only imagine their life journeys to reach that day. Yet, I still felt our connection, as if we were united for a sacred purpose. I remembered my own family’s stories. Three of my four grandparents, several aunts and uncles, and numerous cousins also left other homelands, and became U.S. citizens. They, too, had dreamt of new lives, faithful despite an unknown future.

After the ceremony, one of the new citizens thanked me in carefully spoken English for my prayers. I offered my congratulations. She beamed and shook my hand. “So thankful,” she said. “So thankful.”

Wherever we are this Thanksgiving weekend, whether we listen or not, we’re surround by a chorus of grateful stories: mine, our relatives’, the engineer’s, other naturalized citizens’, and all those awaiting a new homeland. However we’re willing to hear them, they speak similar truths: As divine children of God, each of us desires safety, security, freedom, comfort, and peace of mind. We seek a better life for ourselves and our loved ones. We want a place we call home, where we can savor all our blessings.

No matter who we are, who we love, where we’ve been, how we look, or what’ve done before, we can hold dearly, sometimes cling tightly, to the faith that leads us forward in courage and guides our steps in grace. For every story and for all those who’ve paved a path for us, let us celebrate that kind of faith. Especially, let us be thankful for all we are now and all we’re still becoming.

Happy Thanksgiving, Blessed Readers. Namaste.

A Friend Indeed

On October 17, 2019 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, Journey, Personal Growth, Spirituality

Years ago, as a young executive, I had a friend who seemed to walk on water. We hung out a lot, and I held her word as sacred.

Often, I took her advice, even when the faintest still, small voice whispered that her way wasn’t best for me. Sometimes, I could feel my body tense, my stomach rumbling and heart pounding. My intuition attempted to guide me, but my intellect said, “She’s so much smarter. She must be correct.” Alas, to my own detriment, she was not.

One day, I sheepishly approached a senior colleague and confided that the relationship felt “off” to me. I knew that she understood when she said, “You feel ‘bad’ around her, as if you’ll never be good enough unless you do everything her way.”

When we’re growing and learning, no matter our calendar age, our differentiation — the ability to remain true to ourselves and stay connected and compassionate, even during conflicts or disagreements — may feel “bad,” “lonely,” “yucky,” and/or “uncomfortable.” Yet, we must differentiate because it’s paramount to our healthy spiritual growth and maturity. And part of the process means that some relationships will end, while others will transform. As we mourn these life passages, honoring them for what they were, we also can celebrate our capacity to make new friends.

To distinguish among bosom buddies, office pals, blessed mentors, inspiring teammates, and casual acquaintances, as well as false friends, we can:

Understand that having 1,000 friends or followers on social media doesn’t mean we have a lot of warm, caring friendships.
Trust the gut. If, for example, we repeatedly tune someone out, clench our jaws, or get headaches when we’re with them, it’s likely a signal that we’re out of sync. We don’t need to analyze the circumstances, though we usually need to terminate the connection, especially if someone pressures us for money or romantic commitments.
Heed criticism lightly and consider all the angles, even if we truly value another’s insights and advice. We’re all entitled to our opinion.
Avoid those who need to be “right” and make us “wrong,” or who gaslight, ghost, discount, diminish, turn away, and/or reach for their smart devices whenever we speak.
Beware those who constantly:
- offer unsolicited advice;
- talk about themselves and never ask about us;
- want to coach, correct, fix, and/or instruct us;
- push their products or personal causes;
- disregard our boundaries, privacy, and personal space;
- need rescuing from another drama;
- philosophize about how we could be, if we only did this, that, or the other thing;
- gossip about others;
- interrupt whenever we assert ourselves; and/or
- know all the answers.

Overall, remember that even if we feel lonely for a while, we aren’t alone. Our inner spirit is strong, faith-filled, courageous, and capable. As we trust ourselves and our intuition, we can take small steps forward into those places and relationships where true friends await, ready to love, support, encourage, and accept us for the divine people we are.

What I Remember

On September 11, 2019 By Rev. Jennifer L. SacksIn Faith, God, Journey, Spirituality

We each have our own memories. We remember various aspects, specific images, certain feelings, in myriad ways.

18 years later, this is what I remember:

Leaving home

Car thermometer: 72^o

New Jersey Turnpike entrance

Crowded lanes

Sunshine in my window

Her Majesty, the Statute of Liberty

The Beacon Twins, the Towers

Busy streets

McNair Academic

4^th day teaching Honors English

More nervous than the freshmen, still

Bells ringing

Short-story discussion:

Determine plot, distinguish character, define motive, discover resolution

Incomplete

Sirens wailing, wailing, wailing

Mike R. entering

“Look out the window”

Opening windows

Leaning out windows

Hundreds of windows, thousands of heads

Smoke, steel, gray, black

Horror

“Oh, My God!”

Numb

“What?”

Fear

“Where are they?”

Tears

Hugs

Rushing to phones, finding phones

Silent phones

Climbing stairs

4^th floor, Yearbook Office

1 phone

Faint connection

Relief

Terror

Waiting

Tears

Hugs

Up and down stairs

Classroom doors opening, closing

TV monitor

Flames

Smoke, steel, gray, black

Preparing to dismiss for home

“Who’s going home?”

“Who’s coming home?”

Short-story analysis:

Determine plot, distinguish character, define motive, discover resolution

Some late, sick, delayed, lost, saved, dead

Heading home

Deserted streets

Gray sky out my window

New Jersey Turnpike entrance

Police car, officer

“Where are you going, Ma’am?”

“Home”

License and registration

Driving home, finally

Empty lanes

“Where are the cars?”

Arriving home

TV images

Smoke, steel, gray, black

“Oh, My God!”

Hugs

Tears

Hugs

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