Sunday, September 14, 2014

September 14: Seventy by Seven Fold

 In Genesis chapter 4, Lord says that whoever kills Cain will suffer a sevenfold vengeance. The violence has escalated.  Cain killed Abel and now the Lord knows it will only escalate.  The Cycle has begun.  And later in the same chapter, Lamech (the sixth or eighth generation after Adam—depending on which chapter of Genesis you are reading) Lamech escalates the violence even further---vowing to seek vengeance  seventy by seven fold!  Whew!  That’s a lot of violence.

Syria.  Iraq.  Israel. Palestine. South Sudan.

300 girls in Nigeria kidnapped by a terrorist group.

On an average day in the United States of America, there are 308 acts of shooting and 86 deaths due to gun violence.

In American schools, 71% of students say that bullying is an ongoing problem and more than 1 in 3 students have received threats online.

Just within one week, the Nigerian government reported that more than 6,000 people fled their homes after Boko Haram militants stormed at least four villages and killed hundreds of people.

On average in the United States, 24 people per minute are victims of rape, physical violence or stalking by an intimate partner— more than 12 million women and men over the course of a year.[i]

Are you thinking---enough already?  It is overwhelming.  And hard to know what to do.  We can begin to figure out how we might help when it is an individual in front of us (although even that is difficult and complex), but when we hear these huge numbers that are nationwide and worldwide---we don’t know where to begin.  And the uncertainty of not knowing where to begin can cause us to kind of become paralyzed or numb to the problem---we feel we can’t fix it, so we ignore it.

Understandable.  But as people who follow Jesus, we cannot ignore it.  What does Jesus have to say about this?  What is Jesus’ answer for all this violence—this escalation of seventy by seven fold of human cruelty and injustice enacted upon humanity?

“Then Peter came and said to him, ‘Lord, if another member of the church sins against me, how often should I forgive?  As many as seven times?’  Jesus said to him, “Not seven times, but, I tell you, seventy-seven times.’”  Another way this is proclaimed in Scripture is: seventy by sevenfold times.

Clever Jesus.  Do you hear what he just did there---talking to these people who know the Old Testament, the stories, the trajectories.  Where Adam’s 6th or 8th generation descendent, Lamech, escalated human violence through vengeance---seventy by seven fold,----Jesus turns that on its head and says: Nope, that’s not how humanity, that’s not how God’s Created, God’s people are meant to act.  Instead of seventy by sevenfold vengeance, we are to live and move and have our being through forgiveness---seventy by sevenfold----forgiving over and over and over.  As Jesus has shown us---even when people don’t request it or earn it or deserve it.  Forgiveness, God says, Forgiveness, Jesus shows---is the answer to the world’s problem of violence and brokenness.

Maybe you’re thinking---“Well, I don’t know how my forgiving that rat-fink Donald is going to do anything about the violence in Syria…..”  But, let’s just take a closer look at this forgiveness and see what we find about how it works.

First of all, forgiveness isn’t about the other person.  I used to think forgiveness was kind of a gift or a reprieve I was giving someone else.  Silly me.  Sure, sometimes forgiveness helps the other person to feel released and free---but forgiveness is all about releasing and freeing me.  Releasing me from my anger and bitterness.  Freeing me from my despair and despise of others.  Healing me from the wounds that have come from others’ hands and words---but also the wounds that have come from my reliving and replaying the injustice or violence I received.

Forgiveness is all about a changed heart---my changed heart---regardless of the status of the heart of the person I am angry with or the person who hurt me.  It’s about my heart. 

When I was teaching, I would see students fill their backpacks with every book, folder, and notebook needed for the day---they always declared there was not enough passing time to get back to their locker.  So, they carried it all in the their backpack….all day long. And by the end of the day, they hurt.  Their face was weary.  Their bodies were bent.  But, still, they carried it all around.  Even after the passing time was lengthened.  They continued to declare that it was “easier” to simply carry it all rather than to take things out of the pack until they were needed.  The joy and the energy they had in the morning was sucked clean out of them by the end of the day.

In college, a friend asked me to be a part of a “science” experiment.  Again, silly me, I said, “Sure!”  She gave me a class of cold, pink liquid and asked me to take a drink.  I made her assure me that it was harmless.  I drank a long drink.  Yum!  Refreshing.  It was so pleasant and it quenched my thirst.

Then she took out a dropper with clear liquid in it.  She told me she was going to put one drop in the glass and have me take another drink to report if there was any change.  Again, I asked if it was harmless; she said, “Of course.”  She put in one, small drop.  Stirred.  I drank.

Nasty.  Ruined.  What had been pleasurable and quenching was now disgusting and bitter.  The very character of the beverage had been transformed.  With one, small drop.

Anger.  Bitterness.  Resentment.  Woundedness.  These are our overloaded backpacks and that small drop of clear liquid to our hearts, our spirits.  When, like my students, we are determined to carry them around instead of letting them go, they change us.  They make us tired, hurt; our faces and words become ugly; our hearts become hardened.  Our very characters change.  Where we were once pleasant, we become bitter.  Just one drop can change how we see and live and choose.

We avoid people.  We avoid situations.  We avoid places.  We would rather carry around our anger, our bitterness, our woundedness, our disappointment than to have the conversations that are necessary for reconciliation and healing---the face to face conversations.  Rather than to confront “our enemy” (whom Jesus calls us to love), we plan our days, our routes, and our calendars so we can pretend that they no longer exist.

Or, worse yet, we decide since we’ve been hurt---we can just hurt them right back.  Ratcheting up the violence---seventy by sevenfold---ignoring the call to forgiveness because we have our righteous indignation to keep us warm at night.

You know, forgiveness is hard work.  It’s messy.  It often takes quite a bit of time.  And the other person may not be interested.  But, whether the other party decides to become engaged in the act of reconciliation or not---it is still our work to do.  Because forgiveness is about our right relationship with God.  Forgiveness is about our heart---our Spirit----our being.  

Bishop N.T. Wright put it this way: "Forgiveness is like the air in your lungs. There's only room for you to inhale the next lungful when you've just breathed out the previous one. If you insist on withholding it, refusing to give to someone else the kiss of life they may desperately need, you won't be able to take any more in yourself, and you will suffocate very quickly." – (Matthew for Everyone)

Still, what does any of this have to do with Syria or domestic violence or gun violence or Nigerian schoolchildren?  We make a difference in the world by how we live in the world.  When we live and love and move from forgiveness, then we see the world differently and we respond to what’s happening differently.  We ask our politicians to respond in certain ways; we elect people who will respond in different ways.  We use our resources and gifts in different, life-giving, forgiveness-centered ways.

And, perhaps most importantly, we live differently with others---creating a small circle of reconciliation.  Which ripples out into the community---creating a slightly bigger circle reconciliation---which ripples out into the surrounding people of that community….and so on and so on and so on. Seventy by seven fold.

Remember, we are the light.  The light that is lit from Christ’s light. And light can be reflected and shared and spread.  It all begins within us.  How each one of us chooses to live.  When each one of us chooses to live forgiveness---it cause a wrinkle in the fabric of life---a wrinkle that softens our hearts and the hearts of others---changing hearts of stone into hearts of flesh.

In her book Seeking Enlightenment; Hat by Hat, author Nevada Barr reflects on hearing the passage we heard last week when Jesus reminds us that whatever we bind or let go of on earth is also bound or let go of in eternity; she writes this;
To me it sounded not as if a power to forgive or not forgive was being bestowed but rather the apostles were being reminded, perhaps warned, that every transgression they did not forgive would be retained.  Retained by them, by us, by me.  Carried by me, fed, watered, and hauled from place to place by me.  Or I could forgive and be free.

The evildoer would continue to exist doing what he does, repenting or not.

I would continue to exist.

But the evil itself would be over, gone, done, history as in no longer is, not happening.  I realized what had been alive and biting was not the original evil but my oft-rehearsed, dearly held memory of evil.

My definition of forgiveness is a sigh, very like a sigh of relief, on which the memory of evil is breathed out.

With letting go of the memory, discontinuing the incessant replaying of pain, and instead feeling the unmitigated overness of the evil, the evildoer looks quite different: flawed, like me; a child of God, like me.  Forgiven. Like me.        (page 21)


Beloved, God invites us to a life of forgiveness---a life of letting go of anger, bitterness, hard-heartedness—a life of freedom, of large hearts, and clean spirits---Say yes!  For God’s sake, for Creation’s sake, for your heart’s sake: Say yes!

Friday, September 5, 2014

September 5: Useful Lives

"What makes monastic life useful to God is the space it gives him."  
p. 110, Punkmonk by Andy Freeman and Pete Greig

What a wonderful image---and reality---monasticism as the practice of making space for God.  Several years ago now, I heard a wise nun describe the contemplative, religious life as a gathering of people who held the world in prayer.  She explained that as the rest of humanity ran around with our busy-ness and jobs (which she deemed as important and needed), the work of a religious was the thread of continuous prayer her community provided to hold the world up to God as it continued to spin on its axis.  That wisdom has stuck with me for several years now.

As I read this book about new monasticism, Punkmonk, and feel within myself this deep desire to creatively and fruitfully reveal God's Kingdom in this world through prayer, I am returned to Mother Hilary's description.  The power of prayer.  The value of prayer.  The ability of prayer to "make space for God"----space for God to do God's work within me and through me.  Within a community and through a community.

Prayer is an important and essential "space-maker," but so are the other aspects of a rule of life that all of us Jesus followers require in order to live this life of discipleship.  Sacrament---particularly Holy Communion---makes space for God.  By participating in the "re-membering," the "putting back together" of the Body of Christ---we meet Christ face to face (St. Ambrose of Milan) as if we are brought to a mirror in which we are invited to be bold enough to see our own selves---who we truly are----the beloved sons and daughters of God who are made in the image of God.

When we serve others, we make space for God because we are removing ourselves from the center of our being and doing and seeing.  When we worship in community, we make space for God because, again, we are called to make room for others---in hospitality and welcome, in acquiescing to another's preference, in letting go of individual comforts in order to have communal cohesiveness.  

Today I sit and drink my tea, read my book, as the cooler air outside and the children in the schoolyard remind me that summer is fleeting, and I am invigorated by the Holy Spirit reminding me of the necessity to make room for God.  And dreaming of the beauty that will come, not only in my life but also in the lives around me, as God inhabits more and more space within---I am inspired and renewed.  

Heavenly Father, grant me the will and desire to make space for you within me, so that like Mary, I might be empowered to give birth to Jesus in this world through my words, choices and actions----truly being a living member of the Body of Christ.  Amen.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

August 17: Shocked into Reality

Shocked into Reality
Proper 15 A
Sunday, August 17, 2014

It was just before Christmas.  When we lived in De Pere, part of our custom was to hang icicle lights off our front porch as part of our decorations.  Murray was outside and noticed that one bulb had broken off---leaving exposed wires.  He decided to fix it then and there.  He didn’t, however, unplug the lights.  So when he tried to pull the broken bulb off---he was shocked.  Shocked right back into the reality that live wires are dangerous.

Getting shocked into reality might not be fun, but it is often an important part of our formation.  Let me tell you about Lyle and Maud.

Lyle and Maud have lived in their neighborhood for years, but they have really let things get out of hand and their neighbors have had enough.  Their yard is a mess; the garage door is broken and always left partially open; newspapers are piling up on the porch.  The hanging plants are all dead and the gardens are becoming a jungle.  People still see Maud come out and get the mail—she often waves and smiles at whomever is outside---but no one is brave enough to say something to Maud about the disaster Maud and Lyle’s house and yard are becoming.  It is an eyesore in the neighborhood.

The neighbors decide to bring it up at a town council meeting---asking the town council members to do something---to have a talk with Maud and Lyle, asking them to take care of their property---after all, it will have an effect on the value of all their properties, so it is only right that Maud and Lyle get their act together.  As one neighbor is describing the mess of their property and explaining that Maud and Lyle are being incredibly inconsiderate and downright “un-neighborly” to allow their property to become such a disaster zone, Maud walks into the meeting---late and out-of breath.

A hush falls.  The complaining neighbor sits down.  Uncomfortable tension rises.  Looking a bit disheveled and pushing Lyle in a wheelchair, Maud walks up to the now vacant microphone.  She clears her throat as she begins to speak:
Hello my neighbors.  I apologize for being late.  I heard that our property was on tonight’s agenda, and I wanted to be here, but the only way I could manage it was to ask my sister---who lives an hour away---to take some time off of work and help me to get here with Lyle.  I hope you’ll forgive our tardiness.

And I am hoping you will be understanding.  You see things have really changed for us.  Lyle was diagnosed with Parkinson’s three years ago, but he didn’t want anyone to know.  You may have noticed that you saw him less and less.  He retired early and began to spend more and more time in our home.  This disease has moved pretty quickly.

 About eight months ago, he became unable to get around on his own---so we got him this wheelchair.  He’s very private and did not want to burden others with his troubles.  We were doing pretty well---at first, I could still work and call him during the day.  But, for the last six months, I have been at home as well.  I don’t seem to get much done---except taking care of Lyle.  As you know, we don’t have any children, and our families do not live nearby—my sister is the closest and she has her own children still at home to take care of.  I don’t know how everything fell apart so quickly.  But it has.  I came here tonight to ask for your patience and understanding.  We do not want to be bad neighbors, and we did not mean for our property to fall in disrepair.  We have simply been overwhelmed.

Everyone in that room is shocked back into reality.  The reality that they did not know the story, the truth. The reality that they were focused completely on what wasn’t rather than on what was.  They focused first and foremost on themselves, and not for a moment on their neighbors. And in that moment of shocked recognition, they all had to re-examine and reorient their thinking and seeing and knowing.  Shocked into reality.

Jesus is shocked back into reality by this Canaanite woman—this outsider and outcast---this one who may be the only one present to truly recognize who Jesus really is and the one who expects Jesus to be her answer and her way forward.  Now, this Gospel reading might make some of us uncomfortable because it is Jesus---the Son of God after all---who seems to have it all wrong.  But, I for one, find comfort in this reading.  It shows me that Jesus is fully human.  That even Jesus, perhaps, needed a reminder from time to time.  In this story we see Jesus so focused on what the woman wasn’t---a Jew, that he seemingly forgot for a moment who she was---a beloved daughter of God.

So, she reminds him, gently and with compassion, and Jesus is shocked back into reality---God’s reality and God’s vision.  Maybe this happened because Jesus was still trying to swallow the truth of the hugeness of God’s vision ---salvation not just for a chosen people---but salvation for all people because all people are chosen and created by God.  Jesus’ words betrays that in that moment, when he is first approached by the Canaanite woman, he is still thinking in small human terms---salvation for the worthy, the chosen---as God’s plan.  But her shocking words, “yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their masters’ table,” have the effect of a live wire and they jolt Jesus back into God’s mission.  In that split-second, Jesus clearly sees God’s truth as he witnesses the faith---the belief and dependence---of this woman in Almighty God.  This woman who is supposedly outside the circle---she is the one who understands how God is working in the world---working in the world through Jesus.

It’s always important to know what we are seeing—that we see what is, not just what isn’t. This woman persists because she knows she is seeing the Son of God, the Messiah.  She may be a Gentile, she may be an outcast and an outsider---but she sees clearly.  And her words cause Jesus to see clearly again---the live wire of her words allow Jesus to see her as the Father sees her---a beloved child.

We all have those moments—those times of judgment---even if we never speak our thoughts of judgment out loud---when we have decided we know another person’s story and we allow ourselves to critique the other person.

The parents of the baby who won’t stop crying at the restaurant,
The woman in the grocery store who is dirty and unkempt,
The person who keeps asking for help, seemingly uninterested in changing his life,
The family with the broken-down house and messy yard. The addicted, the mentally ill, the whiner, the stingy, the foreigner, the poor, the homeless, the stranger.

As disciples, we are called to put ourselves in spaces and places of worship, prayer, study, and service---so that we can be jolted back into reality---God’s reality. We are to schedule and plan---prioritize our calendar---so that we will consistently take advantage of these thin places where we encounter God and learn about God and are reminded of who we are and whose we are---so that we can be jolted awake.  Jolted awake to God’s mission for us---that we can be shocked by the live wire of the Holy Spirit and empowered to maintain justice.  That we may be granted the desire to keep Sabbath; that we are given the ability to hold fast to God’s covenant; that we become committed to being a parish that is a living, breathing house of prayer. Jolted awake to this new life of being the living members of the body of Jesus.

God invites us to come together---regularly, intentionally, and with joy---in worship, in study, in service to others—so that our system and our lives are shocked into God’s reality, and we will see with the Eyes of the Father, love with the Heart of the Son, and respond with the compassion of the Holy Spirit.  So that when we see our neighbors---whether they be known or unknown, dearly loved or uncertain stranger---that we might see what is---a beloved child of God---instead of what isn’t.  Beloved, let us be committed to putting ourselves in the position to be jolted---turned and re-turned---over and over again---to God’s mission and dream for the world.

Most powerful Holy Spirit, come down upon us and subdue us.
From heaven, where the ordinary is made glorious, and glory seems but ordinary,

bathe us with the brilliance of Your light like dew.  For we know that if we be as you, God, dream us to be….we will set the world on fire with your love.  Amen.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Being the Wheat: July 20, 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014  Proper 11a
Readings: Isaiah 44:6-8; Psalm 86: 11-17; Romans 8:12-25; Matthew 13:24-30,36-43

In God’s Creation, there are both wheat and weeds.  That’s our reality---in this life on this earth in which Jesus has initiated the Kingdom of God, but the Kingdom has not fully taken root everywhere and every place----there are both wheat and weeds.

Wheat symbolizes the fruitful growth of the Sower---the life that reveals and illustrates God’s love and compassion, while the weeds are the growth of that which works against God’s love and light and mercy.  

Often this parable is simplified down into a small tasty nugget of “there’s good and bad” and of course, we self-identify with the good (the wheat) so that we can then safely say: well, whatever doesn’t look like us or act like us must not be wheat, but a weed----and bad.

Let’s try to walk away from that particular interpretation today and enter the parable through another truth:
Yes, in God’s Creation there are both wheat and weeds.  And, as the wheat (the fruitful growth of the Sower, God Almighty)---it is not our job to rid the world of the weeds, that is evil.  We are not called to identify the weeds or to pull the weeds, kill the weeds or condemn the weeds.
Let me repeat that:  Our job---at least as seen in this parable---is not to identify the weeds, pull the weeds, kill the weeds, separate ourselves from the weeds or condemn the weeds.  In this parable---our Good News for today---we are to be the wheat in the midst of the weeds.

We are called to live as the fruitful and life-giving harvest of God’s seed, God’s Word, God’s works in the world.   Right there among all them weeds---we are to live as the fruit of God’s love.  As Jesus tells us: We are the light and the salt---that which is good and life-giving----this is who we are.  Even in the midst of that which is not, in the midst of evil.

In the midst of tragedy and destruction, darkness and vengeance.  This means when evil shows its ugly face, we are called to respond first as God’s people.  So often we respond in ways that are self-centered, protective of our way of life, our stuff, our treasure.  We respond as Democrats or Republicans, if we deem it political.  If it’s about our family or children, we respond as “Johnsons” or “Bemowskis (insert your last name here).  If our nation is involved, we respond as Americans.  If money is involved, we respond with our checking balance at the top of the list.


But today’s parable invites us to consider this: if our identifying marker is that we are Christ’s own---sealed by the Holy Spirit and marked as Christ’s own forever---shouldn’t our response to any and all situations be based on who is our King?  This world would have us believe that our identity is split based on the situation: our identity might be political, family, national, social status---what have you.  But, the Gospel of Jesus Christ, says otherwise:  We have one identity-----God’s beloved.  Everything else is rooted and grounded on that.  If we are serious about this Jesus living, then how we see and respond to situations must be considered from this Truth.  If our job isn’t to condemn the evil or root out the evil or judge the evil (God’s work, not ours), then our work is to live as God’s people in the midst of the evil.

How do we live as agents of the Kingdom in the midst of thousands of children fleeing violence in their home nation?  Imagine how desperate the parents must be to send their children hundreds of miles away---often on their own. It’s almost impossible to imagine: I think to myself: “I’d never do that.” But, here’s the truth: Parents from Central American countries do not love their children any less than you or I.  But, due to the violence and turbulence in Central American countries, these parents do not have the ability to keep their children safe like you and I do.  So, if it came down to being able to give our children a life free from violence---a life with the strong promise that they’ll actually have a tomorrow---wouldn’t we, as parents, do almost anything for our children?
This crisis is a complicated business; there are no easy answers.  And I certainly don’t have them.  You and I do not have to agree on the same solution for this crisis that is happening on our Southern border; this crisis that is about immigration; these children and parents who are refugees---fleeing from a life of violence and retaliation that offers them no sanctuary, no safety.  We don’t have to agree on a solution, but as Christians, we are called to consider this situation first as a follower of Jesus.  Not as an American, not as a taxpayer, not as a Democrat or Republican, but our first question should be: How would Jesus have us respond? 
I read an article that interviewed people who live in Texas, near a temporary shelter for some of the children refugees and one person said: ““That’s my tax money taking care of a foreign national or however you want to classify them. …I don’t want to take care of a foreign national. It’s not my problem.” (new york times, July 16, 2004)
Friends, let’s be honest.  Jesus would not classify any of these people as “foreign nationals” nor as “immigrants” nor as “refugees.”  Jesus might call them: my little children, brothers and sisters, the poor and the needy, but most certainly as: God’s people.  Our neighbor.  Our own.  They are our problem.  Not because they are Americans, but because they are God’s people.  And yes, it’s complicated.  And yes, we live in a world with legislation and laws, with pragmatic matters and an economy-----but none of that should determine how you and I---if we are going to be the wheat in God’s Creation---how you and I respond.
We are joint heirs---heirs of God’s Kingdom—any place and any where God rules.  God’s Kingdom begins small---like a mustard seed---in our hearts and minds.  Taking root there and then growing---through our actions, choices, our positions and words---to our homes, our neighborhoods, our parishes, our communities, our states, our nations, our continents, and beyond all borders.  Just like Jesus in the Gospels who wanders among Jews and Gentiles, crossing borders and boundaries of nations and ethnicities---we, as the fruit of God’s love and compassion—we are not bound by borders and boundaries.  God doesn’t see us based on nationality and race; gender or age; position or status.  To God, each one of us is God’s creation, made lovingly and purposefully to fulfill the promise for the wholeness of all God’s people.

The Roman Catholic theologian Richard Rohr writes this:  “Why does the Bible, and why does Jesus, tell us to care for the poor and the outsider?  Because we need to stand in that position for our own conversion.  We need to be in a position to actually need the mercy of God, the forgiveness of God, the grace of God.  When we are too smug and content, then grace and mercy have almost no real meaning.  They are just words.  Jesus is always on the side of the crucified ones.  He changes sides in the twinkling of an eye to go wherever the pain is.  He is not loyal to one religion, to this or that group, or to the worthy; Jesus is only and always loyal to human suffering.  Jesus is what mythology called a “shape-shifter,” and no one seeking power can use him for their private purposes.  Those whose hearts are opened to human pain will see Jesus everywhere, and their old dualistic minds [of us and them] will serve them less and less, for the Shape-Shifter ends up shifting our very shape too.”

I know these words I speak today may be challenging.  I know some might hear them as “political.”  Well, if political means what is good for the many, the all…..then they are.  But the intent of these words is not political, but Gospel.  The Good News of salvation for all people.  No borders, no boundaries, no nationalities.  If we live in a land of many blessings, then our truth is we are called to be a refuge and a fount of blessings for others who do not have the riches we have. 

I do not ask you to respond in any specific way, that is not my place nor what I am preaching---but I do think we are called to respond from a specific identity: as those who have drowned to one way of life in order to live the new life of Jesus.  As those who have promised to respect the dignity of every human being; as those who follow the command to love one another as God loves us; as those who claim Jesus as the Lord and Master.

Our lives, our daily living, constantly demand that we respond.  Some of the situations are joyful and gracious---it’s so much easier to respond with God’s love and grace when we are in the midst of the wheat—when it is people we love or situations for our benefit or events that are life-giving.  But, the rubber truly hits the road when we have to take ownership for the reality that we are also called to respond in fruitful, other-centered, God’s compassionate ways when we are put face to face with the enemy.  With evil.  Jesus did not ignore or turn a blind eye to the pleas of those who suffered---even when they were Samaritans, or lepers, or women or children (who were basically nobodies in his society).  No, Jesus says: Bring the little children to me; Come to the table and let me feed you; Come to the fount and let me refresh you with living water; Come.
And to us who already claim Jesus as our identifying mark---to us who have made promises and who call ourselves Christians, Jesus says: Follow me.  Do what I do.  Speak as I speak.  Love as I love.  Respond as I respond. 
“Then the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father.  Let anyone with ears listen!”