Speak the God You Know

 

It was a really, really rough week for me, personally. I came down with a nasty head cold Monday morning that kept me in bed almost all week. I made myself get up Friday and pound out this sermon, praying that I would actually be well enough to travel to Valdosta to preach it.

And I was and I did. 

See what you think.

Texts: 1Sam 16:1-13; John 9:1-41

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There’s a portion of one of the canticles in Morning Prayer that I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

It’s from the Second Song of Isaiah…which quotes from the 55^th chapter of the prophet:

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor your ways my ways, says the Lord.

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways,

And my thoughts than your thoughts.”

In both the first reading from this morning in First Samuel…and in our Gospel…there’s a theme of people thinking they know more about what God wants and what is right with God than what is really true about God and God’s thoughts.

Samuel initially thinks that Eliab…the very tall eldest son of Jesse…is the man God wants as the new king of Israel.

Tall men are important men, right?

Wrong.

Fortunately…Samuel was able to park his own prejudices to follow God’s lead…and he anointed David.

Then in our Gospel…Jesus and the disciples come upon a blind man as they’re travelling.

The disciples…caught up in the cultural beliefs of the time…want to know who sinned to cause this man to be blind.

Thankfully…we are living in times now where we know “sin” isn’t the reason for a physical difference.

Sadly…there are still places and people who profess belief in Jesus…who think that one can be healed of a disability.

I have friends who tell stories of well-meaning family members taking them to tent revivals hoping for a cure.

The experiences not only failed to change them…in many instances…they left my friends angry and embittered toward religion.

While the story of the blind man is one in which this man gains his sight…for the first time in his life…this passage is telling us more about everybody else in the story.

And it’s saying a lot about the way people respond to change.

The blind man is pleased…maybe even a bit overwhelmed.

He has never been able to see his surroundings.

He heard the voices of people…but now he sees faces.

This is a new experience…and he’s just getting used to this reality.

Meanwhile…the people in his village see him and they don’t recognize him…even though he’s been living with them as a beggar his whole life.

But now that he’s not dependent on them…they don’t know who he is.

The religious figures are up in arms when they hear it’s this Jesus character again…and they demand to know more about all of this from the blind man.

Still not satisfied with his answers…they call out his parents. And his parents are like, “Hey…he’s an adult talk to him about it.”

With each new group…with each inquisition…the blind man’s recounting becomes firmer and with more conviction.

And as his faith and trust in the truth of his story grows…everyone else…from his family…to his synagogue…to his community…refuses to see…and will not accept his answers.

It’s as if they have become blind to the light that is glowing through his now opened eyes.

In the end…he’s cast out.

This is a tale familiar to anyone who has dared to speak their truth…to tell their story…only to be faced with hostility and rejection from the hearers.

One might hear the acronym “L-G-B-T-Q-I-A” in place of “blind” and substitute “the Christians” for “the Jews” and get the same idea.

          Too often…faith communities have turned their backs on members when they “come out.” This change in the person’s identity challenges other people’s prejudices…and they are unwilling to accept a new reality.

In our current climate…there’s a real concern about the identity of Christianity.

In an interview a few years ago…Russell Moore…the editor of Christianity Today and former head of the Southern Baptist Convention…talked about a pastor who was confronted after preaching a sermon on the Beatitudes.

The parishioner was angry about “blessed are the peacemakers” and that the preacher had presented Jesus as having empathy.

“Where did you get those liberal talking points?!”

The preacher…a bit stunned…responded…”I’m literally quoting Jesus Christ.”

You’d think the parishioner might apologize at that point but no they did not.

“That doesn’t work anymore. That’s weak!”

As Moore said, “When we get to the point where the teachings of Jesus himself becomes subversive to us, we’re in a crisis.”

I have heard many people say to me that they don’t want to identify as “Christian” because of the growth of the White Nationalism Movement within Christianity.

They don’t want to be seen as having any part of the church that cheers on war…thinks nothing of those who have lost access to healthcare coverage…and demands that women be silent in church and society.

I get that.

I don’t want to be part of that church either…and certainly not that version of Christianity.

If we look back at the Gospel lesson for a moment…the thing that we see is that as this poor blind man is being interrogated by everyone…Jesus is nowhere to be found.

It’s when the man has been turned away by his community that Jesus comes back to seek him out.

This is when the man makes his confession that he does believe in Jesus…”The Son of Man.”

He believes in the Jesus who heals.

He believes in the Jesus who sees.

He believes in the Jesus who sought him out and did not cast him away by telling him:

“Go figure out how to get through life, buddy.”

This is the Jesus who…like with Nicodemus…tells us he didn’t come to condemn the world…

But he is going to judge it.

He’s going to look for those of us who will profess our love of God…and demonstrate that love of God by the way we love our neighbors.

He’s searching for…and calling into service the people who see the needs in their community and find ways to meet them.

The ones who don’t let our human differences of skin color…ethnicity…language…gender… ability…orientation…or identity get in the way of extending kindness… especially in times of anxiety and uncertainty.

We know a Jesus who loves…deeply and unconditionally.

If this is the Jesus we know…we have nothing to fear in asserting that truth in the face of a culture or even a church that is blind to that Jesus.

Because even if we face rejection by others…we can have confidence that Jesus will be there to whisper,

“Well done, good and faithful one.

Keep the faith. And keep going!”

In the name of Our One Holy and Undivided Trinity.

 

 

 

 

The Apostle to the Samaritans

As our country has decided to upend everything in the Middle East by bombing Iran, killing schoolchildren and teachers at an elementary school, and blowing through a billion dollars a day in munitions...it is a grim reminder to me that the world would likely look a whole lot different if we had elected a Hilary Clinton or a Kamala Harris instead of this mad old man as our president. 

And Christianity in the United States would probably be a lot better off if the loudest mouthpieces for the faith weren't the ones who have mistaken the flag for the cross.

I don't dive into all of that in this sermon. However I couldn't help but delight in the realization that the Gospel story of the Samaritan woman at the well happened to fall on International Women's Day this year. And that the multiple symbolic elements in this story spoke to a story of how women are at the center of reconciliation.

See what you think.
 

Text: John 4: 5-42

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It’s not every time that the Gospel assigned for a given Sunday pairs so nicely with the celebrations happening in the secular world.

But this is one time where all things fell into alignment so that we in the church experience this long dialogue between Jesus and the Samaritan woman on the same day that people throughout the world are marking International Women’s Day.

And wouldn’t you know the theme of this year’s International Women’s Day…Give to Gain… is about “sustainability.”

And we just heard about “living water.”

Isn’t that an amazing occurrence?!

God never seems to waste a moment to remind us that the spiritual and the secular live in the same world.

Time to prick up our ears and pay attention.

And we have a lot to think about here in this reading.

 As I told the people in the Midrash class the other night…this exchange between Jesus and the Samaritan woman is the longest…and deepest…conversations Jesus has with anyone in all of the Gospels.

That it happens between Jesus…a Jew of the Jerusalem Temple sect…and this Samaritan Jew adds a whole other layer to what John is wanting us to see.

The Jews and the Samaritans are not friends.

The bitter rift happened centuries earlier with the conquest of the Assyrians…the various exiles…and disagreements over the rebuilding of the Jerusalem Temple.

When Assyria took over an area…they were known for bringing a bunch of other tribes into it.

As a result…Samaria had a mix of various pagan groups who then became enmeshed with the remnant of Jews who were not carried off to foreign lands.

Because of this syncretism…they adopted a type of Judaism that was foreign to the Jews who returned to Jerusalem…and tensions frequently stayed at the boiling point between the two groups.

Jesus and the disciples had been out in the Judean countryside and were going north toward Galilee.

Now…they could have taken a longer route around…but the direct path to Galilee went through Samaria…so off they went.

This trek was tiresome…and Jesus decides to send the disciples off to find food while he takes a break in the middle of the day at Jacob’s well.

Along comes this woman with her water jug.

Most women would have gone to the well earlier when it wasn’t so hot…but she’s by herself.

She sees Jesus…not one of her kinfolk…sitting there without a bucket.

I want to take a pause here…because even this small detail of the story is an interesting set up…for what’s going to happen.

When I pray our Eucharistic Prayer C…I intentionally…and with the bishop’s permission…I expand the language in the Prayer Book to not just list the God of our Fathers…as written in the Prayer Book…but I say the names of the God of our Mothers.

And when I do…I note that Jacob has two women who were his wives….and technically also had two more women.

And where did he first meet his wife Rachel?

At a well.

And this well…. out in the Samarian countryside…. is on land that holds special meaning for those who first heard John’s Gospel.

Because this is the land where Jacob…who had stolen his twin brother Esau’s birthright…came in great fear and worry to meet his brother…the big red-headed hunter… after so many years of separation.

Jacob was ready for the worst.

But Esau surprised him with a hug and a kiss.

And the two men were reconciled at this spot where Jacob would then place this well.

So here we are again….this time…a Jewish man and a Samaritan woman…two people from opposing sides…meeting in this place of forgiveness.

Jesus looks at her.

Sweat is dripping from his brow…and he’s feeling his tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth.

“Give me a drink?”

We can imagine the shock on her face.

First…he’s a Jew.

Second…he just talked to her like he knew her.

And third…where’s his bucket?

She probably looked at him with suspicion.

But soon suspicion turns to curiosity as this conversation goes from, “Give me a drink from this well water” to “Let’s talk about living water.”

Now…just like Nicodemus last week…this Samaritan woman is thinking Jesus is talking about living water…as in… flowing water…y’know…like what’s in the well.

She could have walked away…but instead…she wants to know what he’s talking about?

“Living water?

This is our ancestor Jacob’s well here.

What living water are you talking about?”

“Oh, my dear woman. This water only quenches the thirst of the mouth. But there’s a much deeper well…a stream of living water…that once you drink from it…you’ll have water that will change your life forever!”

The way Jesus presents this living water…that idea of a never-ending spring that bubbles and flows so abundantly that one never thinks about thirst again…this was intriguing.

Of course she wants some of this water.

“Go, call your husband,” says Jesus.

Ahem.

Here the truth comes out.

She doesn’t have a husband.

In fact…she’s had five husbands.

And right now…the one she’s hanging with…isn’t even really her husband.

We might imagine that this is why she’s not joining other women to fetch water in the morning.

Perhaps she’s one that others whisper and gossip about.

But Jesus isn’t hung up on her personal life…and most scholars agree that the reason we learn this factoid about her is to highlight his prophetic wisdom.

But for her…the fact that he knows this…and doesn’t shame her…but remains in conversation and community opens her up.

She is now even more curious about this Jewish man.

For centuries…her people and his people haven’t seen eye to eye on anything…even though they both have religious roots that sprung from the same tree.

And yet…he has said things to her that clearly means he sees her…he knows her…he accepts her.

Is this the Messiah?

Is this guy really him?

The barriers between these two cultures have crumbled.

Ancient hatreds no longer matter.

This man has met her…in her perfect imperfection…and she has met him in his tired yet unconditional love.

And this conversation has filled them both up so much that neither Jesus nor this Samaritan woman have any need for water out of the well…or that food brought back by the disciples.

In fact…she’s so over this need for well water that she left her water jar behind!

She rushes back to her people…her fellow Samaritans…her mind and her heart overflowing with amazement at this stranger…this Jew…that she met at Jacob’s well.

She wants others to know what just happened to her.

This Samaritan woman is telling her people “Come and see!”

“Come and see this man, this man who met me at our well…and met me as I am without harsh judgment. This man whose words are like living water.”

The Samaritan woman is as much an apostle to this group as Mary Magdalene will be later in the story to the disciples.

Both of these women…having had an experience of Jesus…are moved to share this incredible encounter with others.

Both having met… and been met by Jesus in their own circumstances…these women have been changed in profound and invisible ways to help sustain them through their difficulties.

He has given them a taste of that drink of wisdom that will never leave them thirsty again.

 

Through their testimony… that wisdom of God…the living water…begins to spread.

Seems women might be important players in shaping and moving the world toward mercy…compassion…and justice.

Both Mary Magdalene and this Samaritan woman have brought many others…both then and now…to taste and see that there is something nourishing and sustaining…loving…life-giving and liberating in this One who was sent to teach us to care for ourselves and each other and the resources all around us.

Come and see.

Go and share.

In the name of Our One Holy and Undivided Trinity.

 

 

 

 

 

The Dawning of Nicodemus

 

As seems to be the case now every weekend, our government at the direction of the president does something monumental and catastrophic to shake up the world. This time it was a coordinated bombing of Tehran igniting a war with Iran. They're calling it "Operation Epic Fury." I'm calling it "Operation Distraction from the Epstein Files." 

Many priests were posting on Facebook that they were scrambling to re-write their sermons...again. I did not re-write mine but did include "war" in my discussion points about the "dark side" of human nature.

Meanwhile...I hope that what I was inspired to say in my sermon not only gave pause for reflection, but also gave reason to hope for a better future. 

See what you think.

Text: John 3:1-17

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 I remember many years ago having a discussion with my mentor about this passage we heard this morning from the Gospel of John.

I was interested in Nicodemus and what I quickly realized as we talked that there wasn’t much love for this Pharisee…largely because Nicodemus didn’t “get” what Jesus was talking about.

Come to find out…there are a lot of Christians who look down their noses at Nicodemus...for any number of reasons.

But chiefly…it seems…they don’t like his questions of Jesus and his failure to understand the importance of being “born from above”…which is where we get the idea of being “born again.”

For some…that phrase “born again” raises the spirit.

For others…it raises eyebrows.

And for too many…it is the only thing they see in this exchange with Nicodemus…and since he doesn’t “get it”…he’s not a true believer and therefore “boo hiss” on him.

But I think if we rush to such quick judgment…we’re not “getting” it either.

And I think it’s a way for us to avoid the truth about ourselves when it comes to what it means to journey with Jesus.

Because…if we were honest…we’d acknowledge that we are a lot more like Nicodemus than we’d like to think.

So let’s think through what’s happening here and the way John uses Nicodemus to illustrate what the journey of faith…and possible conversion looks like...and why Nicodemus is an important player in this story.

First…we need context for this scene…which means we need to know what happens right before this exchange Jesus has with Nicodemus…and I’m also going to get to the rest of Jesus’s words to him because those matter too.

In the chapter before our reading from this morning…two big things happen.

One: Jesus has performed his first miracle of turning water into wine at the wedding in Cana.

And then two: He then heads to Jerusalem…goes to the Temple…where he makes a whip of cords and flips over the tables of the moneychangers.

Mark…Matthew and Luke have that incident happening later. But in John’s Gospel…we meet the provocative Jesus here. The chapter ends with Jesus in Jerusalem at the time of Passover…with many people believing in him because of the signs he was doing.

But…even though they were interested in him…and were wowed by that water turned into wine…Jesus knew better than to get caught up in their excitement.

John tells us that Jesus didn’t “trust himself to them…because he knew human nature too well.”(see the CEB translation).

Yeah…their impressed with him…but are they prepared to do what it takes to follow him?

Did they understand that despite that disruption in the Temple…Jesus is a Prince of Peace?

So that’s the set up for today’s Gospel reading where we meet Nicodemus…a Pharisee…a respected member of the Sanhedrin…the Jewish Council…who comes out to see Jesus at night.

In the dark.

Undercover as it were.

This makes sense…given that scene in the Temple right before a major Jewish festival.

The Pharisees wouldn’t have been too keen on all of that.

There was all that buzz about the wedding at Cana.

So who is this guy?

Nicodemus…a learned man of the law…decides he wants to find out.

But he doesn’t want others to know that he’s going to talk to this troublemaker.

So he goes at night.

This is also significant because John uses the imagery of darkness and light as an analogy for moving from unbelief to belief.

And if we read all the way through the Gospel of John…we will see Nicodemus making that journey from darkness to light.

He’ll show up again in the middle of the Gospel…seeming to raise a defense to the Jewish Council to hear Jesus out…rather than arrest him for his teachings and talking in his “I am” statements.

And then he appears at the end…with Joseph of Arimathea…to help bury Jesus.

Did he come to believe in Jesus as the Son of God?

That’s not clear.

But he’s willing to take the risk of being seen as caring for the one killed by Rome who had become a problem for those religious authorities who were happy to keep the status quo.

And it all began with his desire to talk with Jesus one night in Jerusalem.

We might imagine what it was like for him to engage with Jesus…thinking he was going to have a typical rabbi-to-rabbi exchange…and then Jesus hits him with talk of being “born from above.”

“Born from above?

But how is this possible if I’m already here in the flesh?”

Now I know they didn’t have things like the Myers-Briggs test back in the days of Jesus…but if they did…my guess is that Nicodemus would have been one of those very logical…rational types…the ISTJ or ESTJ…that knows how to keep the hours and follow the rules.

And while one might read Jesus as scolding Nicodemus for not understanding him…we can also make room to think of this as Jesus teasing him in a humorous way,

“Aw c’mon man…you’re a teacher of Israel!”

We might see Jesus smiling wryly, as he pushes his conversation partner.

 “Think of this like the wind. You’ve heard the things I have done and you’ve come out here looking for me.

Now I’m challenging you to get out of your head…your intellect…and realize that I’m about changing hearts.

I’m here to help you and the people see that you can free yourself  from the rules of the oppressor by tapping into the deep well of the One who sent me here.

Listen to what I’m saying and live in Love.

I’m not here to condemn the world but I am here to save it from its own condemnation.”

Now…unfortunately…the diviners of our lectionary decided not to let you hear the conclusion of this conversation.

I don’t know why they chose to stop here…because Jesus had some more to say. The next few verses…were important for Nicodemus to take in as he wrestled to understand and journey with Jesus.

They are also vital to our own need to ponder what it means to follow Jesus in our time of conflict and war.

So here is the rest of this section from John’s Gospel.

Jesus has said he’s not condemning the world…but he is passing judgment. Hear what he says:

“…the light has come into the world, and people loved darkness rather than light because their deeds were evil. 

For all who do evil hate the light and do not come to the light…so that their deeds may not be exposed. But those who do what is true come to the light…so that it may be clearly seen that their deeds have been done in God.” (John 3:19-21).

That had to be hard for Nicodemus to hear…given that he chose to approach Jesus in the dark.

I am not saying he approached Jesus at night because he was evil.

But because of the culture and circumstances…a corrupt Roman Empire…he had to wait until it was dark to seek out the light.

And in this darkness…he was given some food for thought as he left that conversation.

And his journey toward enlightenment could now begin…as he contemplated the words of Jesus against the backdrop of his world.

We too are now given these sobering words of truth to consider in our own circumstances.

We live in a world where there are so many things that get swept under the proverbial rug…hidden from the public by our leaders and a corporate media that no longer serves as the watchdogs of democracy.

Lawmakers in state legislatures keep passing bills to stop children from learning the hard and sometimes ugly truths about our past…which only compounds the anger and divisions in our present and jeopardizes our future.

We have secret police grabbing people at work sites and in court houses…and disappearing them into a maze of private for-profit prisons.

There are decades old crimes against girls and boys buried to protect the wealthy perpetrators of such evils as sex slavery and human trafficking.

And we start wars based on half-truths or falsehoods…putting both civilian and military lives at risk.

These are the dark things in human nature that made Jesus leery of trusting those who claimed to be interested in his miracles and ministry.

The people who speak a good game about God…yet their actions don’t follow a path of mercy…justice…and walking humbly with God.

We have an opportunity at Lent to recognize our own tendencies to run back into the dark…hiding our true selves…seeking power over others.

This is our time to consider how we prefer comfort and acceptance instead of realizing that to follow Christ means to not stay silent while others suffer…but to speak up for the vulnerable at the risk of not being popular.

Now is the time to follow the lead of a Nicodemus…and do that work of transformation…chiseling away at those stony parts of our hearts…so that the light of Christ might shine through us in bigger and brighter ways.

In the name of our One Holy and Undivided Trinity.

 

 

 

 

Resistance is Not Futile

 

As I said in the introduction to my sermon from Ash Wednesday, the heaviness and the heartache about what's been revealed in re: the Epstein Files and the class of men who seem to enjoy a status of absolute immunity from having to live by the same laws, rules, and mores as the rest of us has been forefront in my mind.

Then, as I looked at the three main lectionary readings assigned for this First Sunday of Lent, I was having a hard time figuring out which one should be the central text for the sermon. I mean, yes: the Gospel is always the best choice; however, the reading from Paul's Letter to the Romans (which, when taken in this snippet of a pericope does not do Chapter 5 of Romans justice, IMO) shouldn't be left hanging as some convaluted ramblings of Paul. And the first reading about the Garden of Eden illustrated why Jesus' ability to resist Satan fed into Paul's thesis. 

So...I broke my own rules...and decided to take up all three readings, but focusing mostly on the Gospel. 

How did I do?

See what you think...and feel free to let me know in the comments.

Texts: Genesis 2:15-17, 3:1-7; Rom. 5:12-19; Matt 4:1-11

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It’s always a challenge when the diviners of the lectionary lay out on the platter of readings a rich feast with so many options.

It’s as if they want to tempt me to preach a thirty-minute sermon so I can cover everything we’ve heard up to this point.

Don’t worry; I’m not going to do that.

But I do want to touch briefly on both our First Reading and the Epistle because they are connected to what we’ve just heard in the Gospel.

We started this morning with the recounting of that critical moment in the Garden of Eden where a sneaky snake gets Eve to do the one thing God said NOT to do.

This is an allegory to explain the pervasive sinful nature of us humans…and our desire to push God aside and take charge and make ourselves our own gods… instead of seeking God for guidance…wisdom and understanding.

As we heard in our Epistle reading….Paul is giving a lot of thought to what happened in the Garden of Eden as he thinks about the redemption we receive through Jesus.

Now...it may feel as if we have to do a lot of mental gymnastics to understand Paul.

But…putting this in the broadest…and hopefully the simplest terms…the gist of what Paul is saying is that sin exists in human nature.

But despite the existence of sin… the love and grace of God is much more powerful…and for those of us who believe in Jesus…we can look to him as the way to stand up against those things which seek to disrupt and divide us from God’s love.

Because God’s grace is always there for us…if we choose to live our lives in alignment with Christ.

We don’t have to earn it.

We don’t have to perform some amazing feats to deserve it.

Grace is a free gift to us.

And with this free grace enfolding us …Jesus has given us new life…and a heart capable of goodness.

His ask is that we now carry forward his work of mercy…justice…and compassion.

So…that’s the very short…somewhat sweet…and to the point discussion about those first two readings.

And having heard them…we’re now brought out into the wilderness with Jesus and Satan for forty days and forty nights.

So let’s dive into this scene a little bit…and by doing so…we might gain even more insight into Paul’s Letter…the Garden of Eden…and ourselves as we are living in these trying times.

Think about what it feels like to be famished.

Not just hungry…famished.

A time when your stomach won’t stop gurgling and there is no food to eat.

But this famish is not just about lack of food or water.

Think of what it feels like when you’ve been so busy…working…studying…traveling and you haven’t had time to rest.

Those times where your limbs feel heavy…your feet are hurting…but you can’t stop and you can’t lie down.

And because you’re hungry and tired…and aching…your mind is racing and you can’t focus on anything.

This is complete exhaustion.

And this is where we find Jesus…the human Jesus…in the wilderness.

The wilderness is a wild and unsettling place…a state of feeling unmoored from everything.

It’s also the place of testing…challenge and change.

So it’s no surprise that this is where Jesus…when he’s at his absolute weakest point…finds himself wrestling with the Tempter.

It’s an experience that might feel familiar.

It always seems that it’s when we’re exhausted and we have nothing left in the tank that our minds go searching for some way out…a quick fix…that easy solution to our problems…even if it means we’re going against our core beliefs or values.

This is what Jesus is facing in this moment.

The offers get more and more tempting…the chance to feed himself by making stones into bread…making God prove God’s power to save by jumping from the pinnacle of the Temple…and the biggest one….the temptation to have power over all if he’ll turn from God and give himself over to Satan.

And to all of it…this dog-tired Jesus says No.

Out there alone in the wilderness…Jesus didn’t succumb to the tricks.

He stayed true to the mission…that he was one with all of us who suffer from hunger…and from feeling physically spent.

Jesus stuck with God…remembering the words from Deuteronomy…and proved that it is possible to resist temptation.

When offered the fruits of comfort…and power…he did not take that bait.

And rather than accept the offer to show himself as divine…able to be miraculously be saved from a leap off the heights of the Temple…he chose to stay connected to us…in the flesh…so that we see we are not separated from him in this moment of struggle.

Now we know that his journey will come to the ultimate test when he goes to the cross.

But having been through this trial…and having met this challenge…he has shown that through trust and faith in God…and maintaining God and not himself at the center…he is capable of keeping the corrupting powers of sin and evil from consuming him.

We have these same abilities to reject temptation and siding with the evil instincts that lurk within us.

And there could be no more important time than now for us to look to this strength that Jesus has shown us…both in the wilderness and on the cross…as we face the challenges that are before us now.

We have seen in the news what happens when those with the power and privileges take advantage of their status.

It leads to abuse…to criminal acts committed against children and women.

It makes for war…and for the destruction and poisoning of our natural resources.

Like in the allegorical story of Eden…when those with unchecked power and astronomical wealth place themselves at the center of the universe…and obey their own instincts and not a higher moral authority…it leads to pain…and suffering…and deadly consequences.

What Jesus demonstrates for us in the wilderness is that we don’t have to follow that path.

We can choose Love and life…even in our most exhausted…frantic…famished…and frightened times.

Jesus shows us that when we’re caught up in the whirlwinds of chaos and trouble …we have it within us to look to that goodness in our hearts and turn to God for our strength and courage.

We can remember that we are loved beyond all measure…and that free grace abounds for those of us who are willing to keep doing the work of justice…mercy…and compassion in a world that doesn’t always see our efforts as worthy.

Resistance to evil is not futile.

It’s a necessary…constant task…and yet it is the way to life…liberty…and abundant love.

In the name of our One Holy and Undivided Trinity.

 

 

 

 

 

Lament, Learn, Change.

As we begin another season of Lent, I could not help but consider that this one is much different than others I've experienced in my lifetime. 

Because this one feels as though the nation needs to be putting on sack clothes and sitting in ashes. The staggering amount of corruption in the Epstein Files, the violence of sexual abuse perpetrated on children and young women.

And all of it tied to the very monied and powerful of the world: the ones now being called "The Epstein Class."

Not just rich. Rich and depraved.

This brutality is not new. It has been in the world forever. And it's time for it to end. 

All of that was on my mind as I looked at the first reading assigned on this Ash Wednesday. 

See what you think.

Texts: Joel 2:1-2, 12-17

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As I stand here tonight…at the start of another season of Lent…I have to say it feels as if we’ve already been living in this Lenten season.

It feels as if we’ve been wandering around in the wilderness for quite some time.

These several months have seen crisis after crisis at the national level.  All of it…filtering down into our local communities with people living in an almost constant state of irritation, agitation, and fear.

I measure some of this by observing people’s driving behavior.

I spend a lot of time on the road between here and Tallahassee.

And while I have found the driving culture in Florida’s capital city always to be erratic at best…it seems recently to have become devoid of obeying any traffic laws at all.

I have seen drivers weave around other cars and blow through a red light.

Stop signs are now merely suggestions.

The overly aggressive road rage feels as if it mirrors the same reckless disregard and amoral attitudes pervasive in this country where officials refuse to answer questions and programs to help with health care and food supplies get cut or frozen.

Where we spend billions on retrofitting warehouses as prisons…and separating families…while killing anyone who dares to question this brutality.

It makes the words of a fifth century BCE prophet such as Joel sound like a modern-day writer when he talks about:

“…a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and thick darkness!

Like blackness spread upon the mountains a great and powerful army comes;

their like has never been from of old, nor will be again after them in ages to come.”

Even though things might have felt dark and gloomy lately…the truth is this hasn’t even really been a moment of living into Lent.

Because if we really were living into the meaning of the Lenten season…we wouldn’t be focused on the darkness surrounding us.

We’d be engaged in that latter part of our Joel reading:

The part about returning to the Lord…and lamenting over the things done and left undone.

And we’d be rending our hearts and not our clothing.

To rend is a strong verb.

It implies violently ripping apart.

Back in the days of the prophets…it was common practice for those in the Biblical narrative to rend their clothes when things were going awry.

Kings and whole populations would see their misfortunes as God punishing them for not following commandments.

They’d rip up their clothes…put on sackcloth…and sit in ashes…seeking forgiveness from God for whatever wrongs they’d done.

We don’t do that anymore.

But these past several weeks have been exposing a lot of the ugly truths that we have tolerated for too long.

We have not taken care of children and women the way we should.

We have not punished perpetrators for their criminal and abusive behavior.

We have not addressed the concerns at our borders…or met the needs of those in the system who have cried out for a fair and thoughtful way into this country.

And we’ve buried our heads rather than admit that economic injustice has been the engine driving us down the path of more racism…and classism…and division in this country.

Time to rend our hearts…and open ourselves to acknowledge how these failures happening at the 30-thousand foot level have been raining down on us here in the valley.

This Lent might be the time to not just look inward at our own lives…but to see the breaches that have happened in our public life…and commit to repairing those broken places.

We may not see the end of poverty in our lifetimes…but we must still do our part to alleviate that suffering by becoming conscious of the decisions that we make.

Where do we shop…and what are we buying?

How much do we need…versus’ how much do we want?

We each have a part to play in making things better for others and we are each going to fall short of getting it right 100-percent of the time.

And that’s not a failure.

It’s a learning experience.

As our collect this evening reminds us…God does not hate us.

Jesus’ life…ministry and mission…was all about showing us the extent of God’s abounding love toward us….and inviting us to join him…and be part of his team in extending that love to everyone.

What we’re to remember is that when we find ourselves losing our way…and following the path of self-centeredness…there’s always a way back to Love.

And that road is always there and available…especially when we come with tears and regret.

On this night…we retrace that invisible blessing of the cross that was made on our foreheads at our baptism with the visible sign of an ashen cross.

We are reminded that we only have so much time in this mortal life to make a difference.

So before you wash away these ashes…take time to look into the mirror…and think about the meaning of that cross.

Consider how it signals our commitment to work toward mercy…compassion…and justice for all.

What might each of us do to turn away from those things that seek to divide us…so that we can more fully embrace that commandment to love our neighbors as ourselves?

Look at that cross and ponder the question posed by the poet Mary Oliver:

“What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

In the name of Our One Holy and Undivided Trinity.

 

 

Listen to Him

The more I sat with the readings for this Last Sunday after the Epiphany, the more I kept thinking that the operative phrase spoken from the cloud on that mountain top was "Listen to him!" I mean, if those who claim to be Christians would just listen to what Jesus says and then do those things, we'd be a lot better off.

But instead, we have the likes of Attorney General Pam Bondi, who had the gall to sport a gold cross on her necklace as she sat before the House Judiciary Committee, and rather answer questions, berated the Democratic members as they asked her simple and legitimate questions regarding the lack of information coming out of her department about the child sex trafficking ring once run by the late Jeffrey Epstein. Worse, when asked to turn around and apologize to the survivors of Epstein's sick and criminal activities, Bondi refused. Her callousness and coarseness make a mockery of that cross she wore around her neck and what it stands for.

Clearly, Pammy Jo doesn't listen to Jesus. She listens to only one person: the president who appears in the Epstein files over a million times from some accounts. 

Shame. 

Text: Matthew 17:1-9

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I want to start with us taking a moment…each one of us…to do a thought exercise.

You can close your eyes if you wish or just soften your gaze.

Try to remember a time when something happened that made you stop in your tracks.

An event or an occurrence that left you transfixed by the wonder or the awe of the thing.

Do you remember the sounds in the air?

Any colors that you associate with that moment?

The sense of time and space: were you standing or sitting or lying down?

Are there certain aromas or other smells that you associate with whatever this moment is?

These sorts of sensory details live on in our memories long after a major event.

Often…we associate them with tragedies.

Whenever we come up to the anniversary of some catastrophe…there are always retrospective reports and people asking each other on social media,

“Do you remember where you were when “x” thing happened?”

And usually…people share in vivid detail.

There was no Facebook or X or Instagram on the day Jesus led his friends Peter, James and John up that mountain.

But as we heard in the account in Second Peter…the vision of seeing Jesus almost exploding with light…flanked by Moses and Elijah…the cloud descending around them and that voice booming, “This is my Son, the beloved, with him I am well pleased: listen to him!”…that all left a pretty significant impression on those witnesses.

In this moment…God is pulling back the veil and showing these three disciples that Jesus is not merely the Son of Mary.

He is God’s Beloved Son…the one sent to bring salvation to all the world...

Listen to him.

The lead up to this moment of the transfiguration is important.

 In the chapter before this morning’s reading…Jesus had quizzed the disciples about his identity.

“Who do the people say that the Son of Man is?”

And they give him lots of answers.

“Well, let’s see…Elijah, Jeremiah, John the Baptist…”

“Yeah, OK, but who do YOU say that I am?”

And…that’s when Peter pipes up with saying Jesus is the Messiah.

But when Jesus tells them what being the Messiah means…that he will suffer and die in Jerusalem and then rise on the third day….Peter doesn’t like that idea and tries to tell Jesus to come up with a different ending.

And Jesus tells Peter, “Get behind me Satan.”

He also reminds all the disciples that to follow him…to be on Team Jesus…means to experience suffering.

It will mean sacrifice.

But he assures them that there is more to gain in losing their life….that false sense of security… for the sake of following him …because there is a better more abundant life if they live into his Love-ethic of compassion…mercy…and justice.

That brings us to today’s reading when they ascend the mountain…and have this mountain top moment with Jesus…and that voice:

Listen to him!

Listen to what he has told you:

“Those who want to save their life will lose it…and those who lose their life for my sake will find it.”

We may not be standing on a mountain top in the territory of the Golan Heights.

But on this Last Sunday After the Epiphany… I want to suggest that we are in the same spot as Peter…James…and John.

We have had five weeks to hear…read…mark…learn…and inwardly digest the words of Jesus.

We have had time to consider the call that God is making on our lives…to align our day to day living in such a way that others can see something in us that makes them think, “I want to know that person. There’s something about them that says, ‘I am kind. I am trustworthy. I will see you.”

We’ve been reminded that it’s the people…the ones who don’t have all the power…or the answers to the biggest questions…who are blessed…who are the salt…and the light.

It’s the ordinary ones who have within in them what is needed to make things right in the world…and to do the work of repairing the breaches in society.

These five weeks have been building to this moment where we are now…the moment of this foreshadowing of the risen Christ…a brilliant light shining into the darkness of a world marked by violence and corruption.

We are summoned here to this instance…to fix the eyes of our hearts on this transfigured Jesus.

We’ve been brought here to prepare ourselves for the next step.

Because as wonderful as it might be to hang out on a figurative mountain top…basking in the light and delighting in the awe of it all…the truth is this is just a moment. 

There is still work to be done in the valley.

And indeed…the next scene in the Gospel that follows Jesus’ transfiguration is a father asking Jesus to heal his possessed child because Jesus’s disciples couldn’t do it.

Seems that once they are back in the valley…away from the mountain top…. they become people of “little faith.”

We…too…face similar challenges when we leave this place each Sunday.

While we’re here…gathered together…we’re fed both with the Word and with the bread and wine…the body and blood of Jesus…at this table.

We may leave here with the last hymn still playing in our heads.

And then we face the circumstances of the world around us…the needs of our families…friends…and communities.

And our “little faith” gets put to the test repeatedly.

We pull back from others.

We stay silent when our voice is needed.

And instead of listening to Jesus…we listen to that nagging critic that tells us the lie that we don’t matter…we can’t change systems.

We forget that Jesus talks about having the faith the size of a mustard seed…and that we still can accomplish amazing things.

“Listen to him.”

Jesus keeps reminding us that we can’t avoid the difficulties of the world.

But…placing our faith in God…we have all that we need to make things better.

And we are to not hold back…but to give and share our Love…a love that comes from a God who loved us first.

That powerful light of God that was glowing through Jesus is the beacon for us…that lights the torch we are to carry into those times and places when things are look their bleakest.

Listen to him…and remember his words…and take this light out to others.

It’s the light to enlighten all nations…all peoples…and it will not be extinguished by any darkness.

In the name of the One Holy and Undivided Trinity.