Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 7, 2024

Honoring All of God's Creation: A Sermon for 6B Easter (Rogation Sunday)

 


This was a first for St. Barnabas: a celebration of the Rogation Days, a practice from the 5th Century England where the priests and church would bless the land in hopes of a fruitful harvest. These days are celebrated right before the Ascension Day, whcn Jesus is finally lifted into heaven. And while this was primarily started as a time to ask a rogatio or blessing from God on the land, the Episcopal Church has expanded it to also include commerce and industry. This way urban and rural can meet each other in a time of seeking God's mercy and grace upon all that we do here on the planet. 

As I said, St. Barnabas had never done a Rogation Day celebration before. But we have a group focused on Creation Care and linking faith to action in taking care of things around us. I felt that we could take some of that a little further...and came up with a sermon that looked at all of creation. See what you think.

Texts: Acts 10:44-48, Ps. 98, 1 John 5:1-6, John 15:9-17

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Welcome to Rogation Sunday!

Rogation…that fancy schmancy word for “asking” or “petitioning” God for a blessing.

We began our worship this morning outside at our gardens. We prayed for the goodness of the soil and those who tend it.

We blessed the fish in our koi pond and sought God’s help to remember our part in caring for the fish and all animals.

We gave thanks for the Bishop’s Garden and asked for a blessing upon this space where we’ve gathered for prayer and worship.

We lift all these prayers on this Sunday.

If we really wanted to get into the spirit of Rogation Days…we’d take this next Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday as times to seek divine providence to bless all industry and commerce in our area.

We’d be at the entrance to Moody Air Force Base…and downtown at the seat of local government…at the offices of the Valdosta Lowndes County Chamber of Commerce…at V-S-U and South Georgia Medical…blessing the industries of our local area.

Maybe next year.

We blessed each of these areas with the waters of baptism. 

The same waters that connected us to Jesus and the whole history of God’s people.

We heard it in our first reading this morning from the Acts of the Apostles.

Just like last week’s reading with the Ethiopian eunuch…Peter and the other Jewish followers are witnesses to the truth that God’s grace, love, and mercy are meant for everyone…without any kind of proof of proper pedigree or pre-requisites.

The spontaneous response to this witness was to baptize these Gentiles…bring them into the growing community of believers.

They use water to signify that those who were “them” are now one of “us.”

Water as that symbol…that outward and visible sign of the inward and spiritual grace.

And if you think about it…that’s what we’ve done today.

With our blessing of flowers…plants…and fish.

What we’ve said is that these wonders of creation are also one of us.

It’s something that I don’t think we’re always aware of in our day-to-day living.

That phrase about stopping to smell the roses…is more than just a reminder to slow down. But to really understand that we have a connection to those roses.

I think one of our greatest sins of our day is to separate ourselves from all the rest of creation.

As wonderful and amazing as the Industrial Revolution was in opening our minds to engineering better and more efficient ways to produce food and make our lives more comfortable…I think it also disrupted our relationship to the land and the sea and all that moves within it.

In those moments when we are reminded of our role as stewards of creation…we can fall into thinking that stewardship means a paternalistic role…as if we are the better and smarter part of creation that needs to tend to these lesser things.

I remember some years ago attending a lecture by the Old Testament scholar Dr. Ellen Davis of Duke Divinity School.

She was doing a teaching on the Book of Leviticus…which she says is the greenest book of the Bible.

Dr. Davis talked about how in Leviticus the various codes of proper living involved a trinitarian like relationship: God is in relationship with humanity and with the land. She drew a triangle with God as the apex and humanity at one corner and the land at the other with the lines connecting all three together.

Davis said that God holds an equal relationship to humanity and the land and that we…as the human part of creation…are to have an equal level partnership with the land…not a domineering subduing type of relationship.

She noted that the Holiness Codes in Leviticus use the body as a guidepost for how one is to treat and be in relationship with the land.

For instance…verses that talk about men not trimming the edges of their beards were a bodily physical reminder to not trim the fruit from the hedges…so that foreigners would have something they could pick and eat.

But Davis also drew our attention to the verses at the end of chapter 18 in Leviticus…ones where God gives warning to humanity…to us…about what can happen if we don’t treat the land with respect.

Right there in the text…the Hebrew is translated to say that the land can “vomit us up” if we defile the land.

So our scriptures do give us guidance for how we are to treat the land…the sea…and all that is in it. To see them as having equality to us in the eyes of our creator God.

And while we work to improve how we treat those parts of creation…our Gospel reminds us that we have another responsibility.

We must love one another as Christ loved us.

We must look to the ways in which Jesus stepped outside of himself…went beyond just his own kind…to meet people in their lives…sat with them at the water well and engaged with them. Took a stand for those whom the rest of society were ready to stone to death. Most importantly…sat at the table with the ones considered the disinherited rabble.

Not only did he “lay down himself for his friends” in the truest sense by going to the cross; he laid down himself over and over again to heal and treat people with the respect and the dignity and love for the other person.

Because this is the love that God has for all of us. And Jesus wanted the whole world to know it.

That message is just as true now as it was some two thousand years ago.

Caring for creation means caring for all of creation…plants, flowers, animals, fish, and human beings.

As we have blessed all those things that remind us of life…may we remember that we have the responsibility to be a blessing to all others.

In the name of God…F/S/HS.


Wednesday, June 7, 2023

The Story of Ourselves

 


Hello again! I've been away for two Sundays enjoying time in France. A post on that later. 

While I was there, it gave me time to rest, relax, and reconnect with nature. My wife's family's home is in a very rural part of the Pyrenees. Day time was filled with the sound of insects, birds and cow bells from the nearby pasture. Night time gave me the chance to see the stars in brighter array than when I am at home in Florida. 

And all of it helped feed me as I thought about our First Creation story slated for the Sunday when I got home. 

Text: Genesis 1:1-2:1a

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I love music.

I can’t play an instrument to save my life, but I enjoy listening to others play.

And as I have gotten older…I have come to appreciate the classics.

Not Jimi Hendrix, but Joseph Haydn.

Particularly Haydn’s masterpiece called “The Creation.”

I first heard this piece about ten years ago when I attended a concert at the Bradfordville Baptist Church in Tallahassee.

For about five minutes… the orchestra plays a through an overture in a minor key that rises with some dramatic punctuations of strings…woodwinds…and brass.

Then it drops to almost a near silence.

We hear a baritone voice sing out…

“In the beginning when God created the heaven and the earth…”

This baritone continues singing a capella…with the occasional punctuation by the orchestra…going lower and lower to match the darkness on the face of the deep.

Then the chorus of sopranos, altos and tenors joins in.

Their multitude of voices become the music of the Spirit moving over the face of the water of this formless void.

And in a quiet staccato they sing:

“And God said, ‘Let there be light.’”

And then…in an explosion of all the instruments and voices…the answer comes

“And there was LIGHT!!!”

The orchestra blasts out an exuberant interlude as we progress along with the singing of creation.

I highly recommend looking up this music… whether you’re someone who likes the classics or not.

It’s a beautiful way to capture the poetry of this opening to our Scriptures and adds an aural dimension to get that sense of what a Trinitarian God might sound like in our ears.

One voice… with many notes and ranges.

This is my best way of describing the Trinity.

Too many people have tried to come up with analogies for explaining the Trinity…like the one about St. Patrick and the three-leaf clover.

But I think obsessing over this doctrine…that really came about as a church festive date in the 14th century… gets in the way of us having what I think is really supposed to be more of an experience of God than an intellectual argument about God.

And perhaps that’s why our diviners of the lectionary decided that Trinity Sunday is the perfect time to get us back to the beginning and hearing this opening chapter of Genesis.

Because it places us with God… the Trinitarian God…in the act of creation…as it says… in the beginning.

We’re invited into an experience of God… the creator, redeemer, and sustainer… that is all-encompassing.

It shows us that for God… the very essence of our being is the earth.

Because let’s face it: we…the human race… aren’t the beginning of this story.

God didn’t start with creating people… or nations…or even animals.

Out of this formless void of nothingness …God’s spirit moves as a wind…like that mighty wind we heard about at Pentecost last week…a breath blowing  over this vast expanse of what is called “earth”.

God issues the command to have light as a contemporary to darkness.

And… just as Haydn’s orchestration illustrates…it’s an explosion of wonder.

I’ve always loved this first creation story from Genesis… and yes: there are two: the other one is Adam and Eve.

I love it because of how it attempts to tell the story of the world.

An understanding of how we came to know and see…and touch…and smell… all that has come into being.

There are many other creation stories from other cultures as well… each of them a noble human effort to explain where in the heck did this world come from and how did we come to be part of it.

It’s in our human nature to tell stories like this.

I also love it for what it says about God: God is a creator… a cultivator… an artist and… in many respects… a hopeless romantic.

All of what God brings forth is good.

Once God has finished…there is still time to enjoy and delight in the work done in creation.

And perhaps that’s really the most appropriate way for us to mark Trinity Sunday.

Instead of trying to find some rationale for a belief that God can exist as one in the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, we might instead sit with this amazing and beautiful telling of this creation story and contemplate the meaning of a God who labored with such love to make all of this that surrounds us…including us…and be like our psalmist…taking note of the wonder of God’s works.

Spending time in France with my wife’s family at their home in the country gave me many hours of quiet to take in the sound of the wind blowing through tall grasses…and cows with their bells clanging in what at times sounded like some sort of Buddhist retreat.

Walking along the roadside…I could see little dots of red wild strawberries…ripe and ready for eating.

Not all nature is friendly.

When I stupidly pushed aside a stinging nettle branch in the driveway… my mother-in-law took me back outside and showed me the broadleaf plantain…not like the fruit, but a Greenleaf herb that grows wild in Europe…that had the medicinal benefit of relieving the throbbing pain in my fingers from touching the nettle.

Even when nature produces a villainous plant like the nettle… there is an equal remedy growing only feet away… and it was good!

(By the way…I’ve been told that nettles have good qualities, too. But I’m a little more cautious about that plant.)

All the goodness in this creation story culminates in the last of God’s creative works.

God…the “They”… the plural pronoun God “Elohim” in the Hebrew… brings forth humans in God’s image.

God is both male and female…and every other conception in-between. God is both flesh in Jesus and God is Spirit in that flaming breath that was there at the beginning.

Again…God is an all encompassing in this creative work.

God declares humankind to be good.

So good…that God entrusts humanity with the important task of having dominion over all the rest of creation.

In fact…as the story tells us… God blessed us with this opportunity to enjoy the earth and all that was brought forth from it.

It’s in our second creation story… where Adam and Eve eat of that one tree in the Garden of Eden…that we get the idea that we might be created for good…we might have access to all the good things… and yet we will still always find a way to get it wrong.

And we come back to the nettle plant.

We have those good qualities and we can be good.

But we also prick and hurt one another.

This happens when we make the mistake of centering ourselves in the creation story.

We forget that while we have dominion over all things in creation… we are not separate from it or each other.

We are made of the same dust of the earth…that is in our plants, birds, fish, and animals.

Seriously… we are only some variation of DNA strands apart from all the rest of creation!

We need to remember that the story we tell about ourselves is one that puts us on a continuum of God’s creative action.

And it is God’s creation, not our own.

Fortunately… we have the reminder from Jesus that we are not alone.

We have the promise from our Gospel that in all that we do… we can look to Jesus to be alongside us… and serving as the guide who encourages us to remember who we are created to be.

And it is good.

In the name of God… F/S/HS.