Sunday, January 26, 2025

Embodying Mercy, Embodying Justice, Embodying Christ : Sermon for the 3rd Sunday after Epiphany (and Annual Meeting) January 25, 2025


   
This last year, for comfort, I began rereading a book of essays by the poet Mary Oliver entitled Upstream. Her insights into the creative process are delightful. But within the first thirty pages, I was stopped in my tracks by this sentence:

Attention is the beginning of devotion.(1)

I’ve been turning that small sentence over and over in my head the way your turn a smooth river rock over and over in your hand or in your pocket, tucked away. The more I thought about it, the more the words rang true.

When we were children, the thing we yearned for most was attention from those we admired: our parents, or older cousins, neighbors and as we just saw, from our clergy and the adults in our parish. When we became the big kids, we noticed the little kids wanting the same from us. Hopefully we kindly have obliged as much as we had been obliged when we ourselves were small.

Likewise, when we were small, many of us fastened upon often the most ordinary things that completely fascinated us. Chin propped on hands, watching the orderly dotted line of ants moving in and out of an anthill. Searching through the day for a four-leaf clover, and along the way noticing the variations in the edges, tones, and patterns on all the rejected clover-leaves. Watching the industrious uncoiling of the tongues of what were then common butterflies like sulphurs, Monarchs, or blues as they competed with the bees for the clover or drank from the fallen, exploded sandplums under the trees. Learning how to tamp down your natural reaction when a bee landed on you until you could allow one to crawl across your hand with no fear because you know how not to startle it.

I remember thinking how amazing it was that this bee crawling over my arm would have visited this flower, and I would never have known it were I not here to see and notice it right at that moment—and that all around the world, there were millions of bees contemplating millions of clover flowers that I would never get to see. I became aware of how many hundreds of bees would visit this patch of clover in my backyard every day, whether I was there to observe them or not. Later I was given a piece of wild honeycomb by my Dad’s mother, whom we called One Granny, and saw where the bees’ destination as they flew away from me was. We marveled at how they could help create such sweetness from flowers that weren’t particularly pretty or sweet. I learned that bees made honey, but butterflies did not, nor did they make butter. Weird.

I learned to start paying attention. And certainly that started me on the path of devotion to creation in most of creation’s quadrillions of living creatures (not so fond of cockroaches or grubs or water snakes, all of which gave me the heebie-jeebies, to be honest). But I learned something else: the path to devotion ran straight through a way-station called amazement. I was young, and therefore brave enough to be openly amazed and filled with wonder. I didn’t care if that amazement could be mocked by others as being naïve—I was lucky enough not to even know that lots of people sought to be above amazement, thinking it made them look knowledgeable and worldly.

As I listened to Bible stories read to me by my mother, I began to notice when in the Bible it stated that a character was amazed, such as is implied this Sunday, when Jesus reads from Isaiah’s scroll in the synagogue. Those who heard him were amazed. And so the adventure of Christ’s ministry begins.

Today, in our gospel we hear the good news—that’s literally what “gospel” means. We hear Jesus at the beginning of his public ministry, and the framers of the lectionary have chosen for us to hear the very best news of God’s dream for God’s people as they live in community. What we are hearing is the SOCIAL good news—what God imagined for people in order to live their lives together.

Offstage—and because we Episcopalians hear other versions of the start of Jesus’s public ministry—it is hoped we remember that this inspirational start of Jesus’s teaching ministry, which he has been preparing for from infancy and youth in Luke’s full telling—comes after his baptism, which is followed by 40 days in the wilderness, fasting and being tested by the worst impulses of humanity.

First comes the temptation of greed, for gluttony, and taking shortcuts to get what we want rather than coming by it honestly. Then, the greed for power that only comes from selling one’s soul to the devil, as the saying goes. Then doing dangerous, harmful things and then expecting God to swoop in and save us from our recklessness—and of course, if God doesn’t act like Santa Claus, we are led further away from God by believing that God doesn’t exist at all. All of these temptations that Jesus faced in the wilderness were also about extolling the individual with no consideration for how one’s action would affect others. In other words, all of these temptations we don’t hear, but that hang there just offstage, are basically from the narcissist’s handbook.

Jesus is tempted to do what he wants for himself—but the tempter forgets that Jesus had already rejected all that when he chose to be born to a brown-skinned teenage mother in an occupied territory. He was born to a family that had to flee for their lives and live as refugees simply because those in power suspected that families like his could upend the framework of oppression, cruelty, and division that kept them in power. In all these temptations, Jesus points out that signs of God’s wonder, love, grace, and mercy are all around us, no magic tricks or putting God to the test required. Being willing to be led by faith and the imaginative spark of God’s love made visible through us as individuals and as St. Martin’s parish.

Our faith and fidelity to the good news of Jesus calls us to celebrate the abiding love, grace, and mercy of our God and share those gifts with the world.

Perceiving the signs of God’s wonder all round us could even be said to start with our ability to see at all, given the complexity of the eye gathering light, the retina focusing that light, the optic nerve conducting that data accurately, and the brain receiving, interpreting, and filtering that data to turn it into something meaningful. This is a metaphor for both physical sight and imaginative sight. It is this sight I call on us to employ in our spiritual journeys and as we meet today to consider our past, celebrate the gifts this parish has and gives, and plan for a future of discipleship.

The life of faith is absolutely centered on developing and strengthening that imaginative sight, that allows everyone from scientists and poets and architects and artists and engineers and leaders and teachers and chefs and doctors and nurses and especially people of faith to see not just what is, not just what can be, but helps them inductively forge a path between where we have been, where we are now and where we could be. It is that life we are called to embody here at St. Martin’s.

It is this willingness to imaginatively engage the gospel in our lives today—the very thing that God used to create all that is-- that is the very gift that God implanted in us that most marks us as being made in God’s own image and likeness. It is this ability to give attention to the beauty potentially all around us that commits people to a life of faith. It is a life that sees God’s call to us not as a burden, but as a gift and honor, providing purpose to live a life that really matters, one that seeks to unite rather than divide. There is beauty in each and every heart and face here, and there is just as much beauty and worth in those outside these doors. And that beauty gives hope to a world that desperately needs it.

And so our readings today invite us to set our imaginations free, metaphorically and literally, for the sake of the world. Psalm 19 starts at the cosmic level of God speaking creation into existence, and creation answering back a resounding song of praise, all the way down to the words we lowly humans speak. Everything in creation is speaking—except for one might think, God. But God speaks THROUGH creation here.

Creation itself attests to the truth and beauty of God’s love for us! The Law of the Lord is perfect and revives the soul—as Jesus reads from Isaiah. This is all that is needed for enlightenment- to have God’s judgments, God’s love, and God’s mercy to be revealed to us and in us. We then enact our faithfulness to act on that enlightenment in keeping God’s Law of Love, Grace, and Mercy. Our attention to the prophetic Word is the guide to living a life of worth, rather than depending upon one’s own judgment (presumption). Temptation and sin will capture your heart at times, but God’s loving plan for us laid out in God’s commandments can reset our focus and our commitment to living a life centered in community.

Paul’s brilliant metaphor of unity in Christ by being unified with each other is a call to imaginatively understand the purpose of the gospel of Christ: it wasn’t just to save us after we die. It was to save us from living lives disconnected from anything but our own selfish needs and wants. Paul invites the church in Corinth, which was being divided by the narcissistic culture that surrounded them, by class and wealth considerations. Paul urged his audience to instead understand that everyone is part of Christ’s body and therefore worthy of respect, dignity, and most importantly, LOVE in action. We are more powerful when we care for each other and respect each other than we stand silent in the face of cruelty and dehumanization.

Paul reminds us that everyone in Christ’s body are imaginatively and in reality the only visible bearers and enactors of Christ’s presence and work in the world—and that the world around them was literally starving for that presence, for that making visible of God’s love through how believers in Christ live their lives for the sake of God and for the sake of others. Paul, who had never seen Jesus in real life, nonetheless joined himself to the same Body of Christ through his sudden awareness of Christ’s love reaching out to him even as he persecuted Christians in his earlier life.

And then we conclude with Jesus, fresh out of being tempted, proclaiming how his ministry will be the fulfillment of prophecy. He does this not just by reading from Isaiah’s scroll, but imaginatively engaging with it. Jesus announces that he is here to do five things in our common life together:

1 to bring good news to the poor,
2 to announce freedom to captives,
3 to restore sight to those who cannot see, perception to those immune to wonder,
4 to free people from oppression (which can also be linked to the first task), and
5 to proclaim the year of God’s favor, a Jubilee year, a year of community and rejoicing and giving thanks for the many ways we are cared for by God so that we can care for one another.

Jesus then closes the prophet’s scroll and announces that today those prophetic words have been fulfilled within his audience’s hearing. This is Jesus’s work for the sake of the world. And as Christ’s Body, each of us commit to taking up our own parts in embodying that jubilee message for a world mired in scarcity, suspicion, and, too often, cruelty. As individuals, and as St. Martin’s. We work together to strengthen each other for this holy witness and discipleship.

What would it mean for the Scriptures to be fulfilled in your hearing?

How would that happen?

Would we expect God just to wave a magic wand, and poof! everything would be perfect?

Or would it mean, as witnesses to Christ and the Body of Christ in this place, at a time such as this, for us to perceive our world holistically, the good and the bad, and commit to expanding the good by our conscious participation in it, by truly acting together in fellowship to all creation and all people as true children of God? Would it mean realizing the amazing witness we are and can be even more emphatically by taking seriously the joy and blessing of being God’s children and Christ’s body here at St. Martin’s? We have each of us received God’s love, grace, and mercy. We have promised to give that same love, grace and mercy to others.

We live in a world that runs on dividing those who should declare their common cause with one another and dividing them, often by giving them scapegoats and othering those already marginalized. We live in a world where we are told that all are equal as long as, in George Orwell’s warning words in his book Animal Farm, as long as some are more equal than others. As long as some have more liberty than others. As long as some can oppress others by denying their membership in the human family.

No.

God calls us to proclaim a world where we are ALL sustained by God’s grace, but somehow preaching and urging mercy gets derided as “hateful.” A world in which those who preach God’s grace and who urge us to remember our essential unity; our potential to imagine a better, more faithful world for all through commitment to all, results in death threats.

Which is exactly what happened to Jesus after his glorious proclamation of the kernel of his gospel for the sake of living in a Godly community. Seriously. Look it up. Oppressive empires have always acted thus.

Beloveds, 2025 is the 60th year of this parish’s existence. We are now charged and responsible to prepare a firm foundation for the next 60 years and beyond.

We are called to look with the heart, with the soul, with the imagination, and with gratitude for the blessings God has given, is giving, and will give us in our lives together as Christ’s body. We are called to attention to God and each other—and attention is the beginning of our devotion to God and to each other as the people of God and the people of Christ’s Body known as St. Martin’s through the help and mercy of God that we embody. Our devotion begins with our attention—and our brave witness to God’s love, grace and mercy.

Amen.

Preached at St. Martin's Episcopal Church in Ellisville, MO on January 26, 2025.

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Citations:
1) Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays, p. 8.

Sunday, January 19, 2025

Everyday Glory, Everyday Faithfulness: Sermon for the 2nd Sunday after Epiphany


 
In year C in the lectionary, the readings we will hear this weekend always are heard near the day we honor the life and legacy of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King. Although I don’t know if that was deliberate or simply serendipity, I think it is worthwhile to examine the readings alongside Dr. King’s life and legacy.

Our reading from Isaiah 62 and Psalm 36 highlights God’s love, faithfulness, and redemption, and protection, and use wedding metaphors to remind us of the covenant between God and God’s people. Given that last week we were called to remember our own baptismal covenant with God, our promises to live and act faithfully as witnesses to God’s lovingkindness in all we do, we see a common theme between these last two weeks of readings.

The reading from the 12th chapter of First Corinthians emphasizes unity, honoring differences, and the gifts given by the Holy Spirit… and of course is leading up to Paul’s famous, poetic tribute to Godly and Christian love in the next chapter—a reading that is often read at weddings. The gospel portion from John 2 highlight’s Jesus’s first miracle at a wedding, focusing on issues of God’s abundance, and questions of honor at the occasion of a wedding. Jesus, as God’s son at the start of his ministry on earth, makes sure the bridegroom would not be accused of poor hospitality as the start of his married life.

If you step back, there is a tie among all the readings about covenantal relationship, like those between God and God’s people, and like those between two spouses. The recurring themes are about God’s faithfulness and love, and the enduring and mutual obligation that makes a covenant so much more serious than a mere agreement or contract. The same longing to discern and feel God’s presence in our lives is one that we humans still feel today, whether we use the words “God” or “Jesus” or “Holy Spirit”—or not. expressed that I would think most of us have felt—to know that God loves us and is present to us, that sense of immanence that can be all to difficult to find in our profoundly secular and often overburdened daily lives. But there is also an implication here to remember that, as people of faith, we have, at our baptism and henceforth, entered into a covenant with God and with each other in fulfillment of the Great Commandment, which commits us to love of God, and love of our neighbor in all our actions and choices.

Even though Cana is an obscure place (8-9 miles north from Nazareth) that is mentioned nowhere else in the Bible, Jesus’ first two signs as supposedly performed there (the nobleman’s son is cured also at Cana in 4:46-54). This is the beginning of Jesus’ public ministry—and in a tiny little town. But weddings are important milestones in people’s lives. In John, therefore, Jesus begins his ministry with a miracle at a notable event in people’s lives- a wedding. In between these two signs in John, Jesus goes to Jerusalem and cleanses the Temple—yet no sign is performed there. Thus this miracle shows Jesus doing the most unexpected things in the most unexpected places—not surprising for a man from the backwater of Nazareth. This glory Jesus reveals is not performed to dazzle thousands of spectators.

Further, the final verse remarks that, in this act, Jesus “revealed his glory.” This is not the kind of glory that rips apart the heavens or sends choirs of angels to sing over trembling shepherds. It is. instead, the same quiet glory Luke shows us with the babe in the manger. It is the glory of the incarnation itself, with all its earthly implications. It is a story reminding us of the abundance of God, and reminds that there are wonders around us everyday that reveal that glory of God, if only we take the time to look.

Jesus has gone to the wedding of an ordinary couple who is unnamed, not intending to be anything but a guest, as he remarked to his mother about his time not being come. The only people who actually witness the miracle are the servants who are the lowliest witnesses you could imagine. And Jesus takes ordinary elements-- water and stone jars-- and uses them to turn one substance into another--but quietly. No showy waving of arms or appealing to heaven. One second it’s water and the next it is wine.

We can imagine the bridegroom when being confronted by the steward not being able to account for this sudden abundance of good wine either and probably being very confused.

How does this fit into the theme of Epiphany? Once again, Christ’s light is shining forth into the world, no matter how trivial the location, and his love for us is overflowing just as the jars of new wine are. Jesus is “giving himself away” at the wedding; two people give themselves away to each other in our modern understanding of what a marriage is.

Note Jesus’s mention of “time”—that his hour has not come. Biblical scholar Karoline Lewis in her commentary on this passage points out that the wine had run out on the third day of the wedding feast. This is a detail I had missed previously. The language brings to mind Jesus’s death for our sakes, a precious gift that shows the overcoming of evil and death --and leads to his resurrection “on the third day.”


 How does this apply to the life of Dr. King? We have to remember that Dr. King’s leadership in the civil rights movement began partly from being in the right place at a critical time: he was a 26-year-old pastor in Montgomery, Alabama when Rosa Parks famously refused to give up her seat on a Montgomery bus and was arrested, inciting a 13 month-long boycott of the Montgomery bus system by African Americans. Dr. King’s sense of calling to fight against segregation and racism stemmed from his call to be a faithful witness to Christ, who always took the side of the oppressed, the marginalized, and as we saw above, the overlooked.

He was empowered by his deep faith in God at a time when the laws and culture in which he lived sought to disempower and control people of color by legalized oppression. As a direct result of his faith in Christ, he prophetically confronted a cultural hierarchy that denigrated the honor and dignity of the lives of African Americans all over the country, but especially in the Deep South.

Dr. King gradually acknowledged that his time to lead was now, as he said “The time is always right to do what’s right.” Words that we certainly see Jesus embodying again and again through our gospel accounts, and words that remind us of our obligation not remain silent in the face of oppression or need, but instead to “strive for justice and peace among all people, and respect the dignity of every human being” in the capstone commitment in our baptismal covenant.

Jesus sought to create a community of faith here on earth that encompassed all, regardless of rank or station. Dr. King, too, grounded his work in the image of the “Beloved Community,” bound together by faithfulness and the love of God and love of neighbor. This dream of a Beloved Community was inspired not just by his Christian faith but also deeply grounded in the covenant described in the Preamble to the US Constitution. He sought to create “a more perfect union,” establish justice that would ensure domestic tranquility, create a mutual sense of security, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty for ALL people. His ideals were aligned with the most sacred ideals of our common life together.

May we too remember and live into our covenant with God, and continue in the quest that Dr. King frequently described as being guided by “Soul Force.” To be guided by the Holy Spirit who gives us all gifts, a Paul reminded us, in order to lift up those around us.

On this coming Monday, let us remember that our country was also founded on promises to create a country where all receive the blessings of liberty, as the Preamble to the US Constitution declares. Let us honor the legacy of a great modern prophet who called us to heed the better angels of our nature. And let us always remember that God is a God of abundance, love, and faithfulness, who has called us into covenant with God and each other. Let us remember that the glory of God is not revealed in flashy miracles, but in God meeting us in the everyday needs and occasions of our lives, and performs wonders too glorious to number sometimes by using us as people at the right place for a time such as this to reveal the love of God for all ourselves.

Amen.


Preached at St. Martin's Episcopal Church on January 18-19, 2025.

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Sunday, January 12, 2025

The Water Will Lift Us Up: Sermon for the Baptism of the Lord, January 12, 2025


   
My parents, having grown up in the oil fields of the central plains and in the cotton fields of southwestern Oklahoma, were determined to make sure their kids knew how to swim, having each lost classmates and cousins to drowning. Therefore at the age of seven, off we went to one of the big municipal pools that the City of Tulsa built when it was flush with oil money, and into Polliwog class I went. It was the summer my One Granny lived with us after breaking her collarbone. So she and my Mom and my siblings were sitting in the bleachers.

The problem was, no one had asked my Granny if she was cool with seeing me learn to swim. She was NOT. The first time they asked us to put our faces in the water and make motor boat noises I heard One Granny screaming to “get that baby out of the water!!!!!” Meaning me. There was no dang way I was putting my face in the water with all that going on. My instructor tried a new tack: they told me to lay back in their arms and try to float on my back—No face in the water necessary.

And so I did, and she told me to relax and inflate my chest with air, and tilt my head back. I was fine—until my instructor dropped her arms. One Granny screamed again, I tensed up like a coiled spring, and, having absolute zero body fat at the time, I immediately sank butt first to the bottom.

That trauma took a while to get over. And that’s why I flunked Polliwog class three times that summer. I didn’t trust the water to hold me up.

I was thinking of this when I was contemplating this week’s gospel, and about how much baptism varies across Christianity nowadays. I don’t remember my own baptism at Southern Hills United Methodist Church, but I do remember those of my siblings. No immersion required. Water was poured over our foreheads and tops of our heads. Invocations of God the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit were said. A little dab of fragrant oil was applied to our foreheads. babies were patted dry and handed back to their parents. And just like that, we were members of the Universal Church, the Body of Christ.

The baptism John offered in the river Jordan was for the repentance of sin, but it was not a “one and done” act back then. It was more like a ritual bath that people took to be purified, or to be healed. It was also an act the purified priests for ministry and kings for governing.

Especially since we practice infant baptism, we don’t emphasize baptism as solely a way to wash away sins—although it is certainly in the baptismal covenant, and it is good that it is there, because when we repeat those words we acknowledge that sin and evil are very real—as if the last many years haven’t reminded us of that already.

We emphasize that the action that washes really away our sins, instead, is true repentance to God—turning away from the easy sins, like complacency or pronounced powerlessness in the face of evil, and determining instead to deliberately choose life and witness that God is greater than human contempt and selfishness. In other words, baptism is NOT a “get of jail free” card. It is instead a covenant and commitment to a way of life in which we take very seriously our sinfulness, yes, and commit to frequent admission and repentance of those sins, but in which we are also assured of God’s grace.

Yet there are still some parts of the Christian Church that teaches that baptism washes away one’s sins. And you know, a question arises: if Jesus is without sin, why does he undergo baptism? This was a question that plagued the early church.

Maybe that’s why the actual baptism of Jesus in our gospel appears offstage. But what Luke does say is that Jesus goes to see his cousin, who is pointing out that the people who are coming to him are society’s marginalized, because they are scorned by those around them, Even Joh has just spent a pretty long while calling them “broods of vipers” and accusing them of living lives that did not tend to others. Of being selfish and self-centered and relying on their descent from Abraham rather than on making a real effort to encounter God through prayer that fuels action, action that makes visible he wonders of God without fancy signs from God.

And so it is fascinating that Jesus turns up here, and that he calmly takes his place in line with these acknowledged sinners. But this is actually Jesus’s very first step into his public ministry—and he does it by taking a step into the midst of human frailty and imperfection. Here is the Son of God, taking a common stand with us flawed human beings.

Thus on a personal level, the story of Jesus’s baptism reminds us again that Jesus stands alongside us, just as we stand alongside him in those waters, and we too, through baptism, hear God’s powerful, loving voice proclaim us God’s beloved, precious children, in whom God is well pleased. Through the story of the baptism of Jesus we hear today, we hear a story of being named and claimed by God.

No, Jesus didn’t go down into those waters for repentance. Jesus did go down into those waters so that WE could remember how important it is for us to seek to repent and the renew our commitment to walking with Jesus in the Way of Love. In seeking baptism, Jesus models for us the obedience of discipleship. In going down into the same waters to which we are all drawn in baptism, Jesus leads the way. Not just leading the way, actually, but standing alongside us in solidarity with us.

Now, it’s true that most of us do not remember our own baptism. But it’s important to note that we begin to live into this truth: Baptism formalizes a relationship with God in which God too, declares us God’s children. In which God too names us as beloved and precious. In which God too declares God’s delight with us. Several times a year we repeat the baptismal covenant, and in doing so, we recommit ourselves to that ongoing relationship with God, and I hope and pray that each time we do that together, that we all take seriously the renewal and conversion to which we are called in our baptism.

But I also hope that you remember that those waters anointed you, each of you, as God’s precious child. As Beloved. As someone in whom God takes great delight in. In the waters of baptism, all hurtful names that have been attached to us are also washed away, and instead, we are reminded of our worth and our preciousness in the sight of God. I am convinced this is a message the world is desperate for, a message that offers regeneration and renewal for those who are willing to believe that God loves us that much.

We are called as Christians to follow Jesus into the waters of baptism, and to ourselves be opened to the power of the Holy Spirit within our own lives. It’s an amazing journey parents commit their children to when they are baptized, and not to be taken lightly. It will require the remainder of our lives to be shaped by, and it’s one that lays out for us the requirements for living a fully human, fully God-directed life—a life of integrity. A life of resistance to evil. A life described in our baptismal covenant as requiring faith, a commitment to learning and intellectual rigor, a determination that the good of community and the protection of the vulnerable within that community is the greatest obligation of the command to love God.

It is seeking to serve Christ in all persons, especially those the world despises, and that we might be prone to despise ourselves. It is a reminder for us all about the power of prayer, and how vital it is for our spiritual life to engage in a practice of prayer, of conversation with and listening to God. The heavens open- releasing the Holy Spirit to guide Jesus’ ministry. And when we pray, we enter into that sacred space too between heaven and Earth.

The problem for many of us modern Christians is that the stories of Epiphany are chock-full of the kind of experiences that we modern Christian do not experience—and maybe we long for them, or maybe we like our lived neat and tidy in which most days we give God a passing notice, but on our own terms.

Most of us do not experience theophanies or epiphanies very often. I mean, the only burning bush I have ever seen was in a garden store, and that name was just an allusion to the brightness of the shrub’s leaves—no actual bursting into flame required. Most of us, except my mother, do not admit to hearing the voice of God. But that voice is there. We just need to be willing to listen. And remember that the story of Jesus’s baptism reminds us that God has shared in all our experiences, and calls to us in love to BE an Epiphany for other people—all by the power of our baptism and our prayer life.

We can trust that the water will hold us up.

Amen.



Preached at St. Martin's Episcopal Church on January 11-12, 2025, the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord.

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Sunday, January 5, 2025

Led By Wonder, Led by the Light: Sermon for the Feast of the Epiphany C, January 5, 2025


   
There is a beautiful, somewhat overlooked carol that sometimes gets sung around this time of the year. It’s called “I Wonder As I Wander,” and was written by American folklorist and singer John Jacob Niles around 1933.

He told a story that he was in the Appalachian mountains of North Carolina, and at a meeting of Christian evangelicals who were being harassed bby police, he heard a young girl named Annie Morgan sing just a fragment of a song, and the melody and three lines of a verse she sang captured his imagination. He later took the fragments and used them in composing his song “I Wonder As I Wander.” His melody later was included by composer Benjamin Britten’s collection of folk song arrangements, and has since been covered by Barbra Streisand, Vanessa Williams, and been arranged for choir by Carl Rütti and John Rutter. Its lyrics go like this:

 

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus, the Savior, had come for to die
For poor orn'ry people, like you and like I.
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

 

When Mary birthed Jesus, t'was in a cow's stall
With wisemen and farmers and shepherds and all,
But high in God's heaven a star's light did fall,
And the promise of ages, it then did recall.

 

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing
Or all of God's angels in heaven for to sing
He surely could have it, for he was the king!

 

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus, the Savior, had come for to die
For poor orn'ry people like you and like I.
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

 

The song captures the sense of wonder people used to have when they looked up on clear nights and saw the spangled expanse of the Milky Way. You can imagine seeing some bright star, possibly Polaris, or Sirius, or Alpha Centauri, or Arcturus, and thinking of the tale of the star that blazed over the place where the infant Jesus lay. Today our night skies are veiled and dimmed—when we even are willing to look up in the first place. But hopefully, once this storm is over, you might try to look up into the night sky, and try to remember that same sense of awe and wonder.

This activities of stars like that described in our gospel kind of sign had meaning to ancient people. First, even ancient seafaring people used the stars to navigate by just like those Wise Men, and people still attempt this today—there’s even a wikihow page devoted to this topic. The guiding star used in celestial navigation is called the “lodestar.” A lodestar could also be used to make reference to one’s true love as in Shakespeare’s sonnet 116, when he speaks of true love as

“the star to every wandering bark
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.”(1)

For us, we are reminded that Jesus comes to us as Love Incarnate, and is the lodestar of our lives to guide us in way of justice, mercy, and peace.

For the Romans, the stars were signs of power. The Romans—and the imperial apparatus—used astrology to augment their claims of legitimacy, even as many learned Romans actually scoffed. The Emperor Augustus, second in the line of Emperors, shored up his claims to power by claiming divinity as the “Son of God.” He did this by claiming that at the death of his adoptive father and uncle, Julius Caesar, the appearance in the sky of a comet the Romans called “the Julian Star” was a sign from the gods that Julius Caesar had been made a god at his death. That then made Augustus, the ruler of Rome at Jesus’s birth, the real “Son of God.”

And so that explains the inclusion of this story of a star suddenly appearing at the birth of Jesus. If Caesar got a star as a pagan God, of course the true Son of God had to get one, too.

And it also follows that Herod sees foreigners acting upon this celestial sign, and sees it as threatening his own claim to power. This also holds significance and hope for us in our own time, as we encounter our own Herods in our common lives. And so, on the Feast of Epiphany, which is the season of light, we always start with the story of the Magi or Wise Men or Three Kings, led by a star.

The star is the sign, which goes back to the discussion of light as a guidepost in Isaiah. The Magi are able to interpret these signs independently; Herod’s flunkies can only see when they are forewarned, and yet the exact location of the baby is hidden from all of them. Thus the Magi represent that God’s plan and love is for all of us, God reaches out to all who can open their eyes, and have the faith to interpret and see the signs.

These wandering astrologers are seekers—and so this story resonates with us. We too are engaged on a quest to find Jesus, but in our everyday lives. To find that kind of inner peace and sense of purpose that Jesus gives, as seekers we have to be willing to acknowledge, to ourselves first of all, what we are seeking. Then we can be willing to inspire others to seek him, too. The Wise Ones are willing to travel hundreds of miles on their quest for knowledge. They are willing to form a hypothesis based partially on their own faith in their ability to see and recognize signs—signs that in those days were filled with portent; signs in the night skies that we would all mostly miss today, with all the light pollution and other distractions we have to keep us from even going outside to view an lunar eclipse when it’s right there for us to see. There were willing to wonder, and wander in search of illumination to satisfy their need to know.

How might our imagination—that holy part of our minds and our souls that God gave us to be God’s true children and image—be sparked by this idea of seeking after the light? We all know that we are in the midst of an unprecedented turning away from organized religion.

And if we are brave enough to be honest, there are many understandable reasons for some of this rejection. Churches acting as institutions for worldly power rather than seeing their identities of humble followers of Jesus. The clergy-abuse scandals that have appeared in every denomination, but has been especially devastating in the Roman Catholic Church. The clericalism that has enabled that abuse for centuries and makes laypeople mere pawns who are supposed to shut up and obey—no questions asked. Pastors teaching women and children in abusive relationship to stay and be more subservient as the answer to their problems. The outcasting of our LGBTQ kindred. These things may be done by some in Jesus’s name, God help us. But they are not OF Jesus. This is a message that too often gets drowned out.

And here’s a sad truth: too many people when they think of Christianity think of a predominant theology that focuses on breaking people down as condemned sinners and scaring them with visions of eternal torment. This is not why that baby Jesus came to us. Jesus came rather to leading us to the light of true repentance by affirming our worth while also acknowledging our sinfulness. Jesus comes among us now to inspire us to honestly confess and then seek forgiveness, atonement, and restoration or relationships damaged by sinfulness. Jesus comes among us now to inspire our own journeys and our own embrace of each other as all beloved of God.

But the truth of the story of Magi is that they were willing to put everything aside in order to find out not just where Jesus was, but who he was. They were willing to seek, and take risks of being thought fools. And think of how seeing that little child changed them—and has changed the lives of so many people in the world today. And how, if WE are brave enough as seekers and fellow pilgrims in our time on this earth, to

I close with a poem.

 

Shining Forth

 

We know now
   the night sky as ancient record-
   the ages and eons required
for the light of each star to fall on our eyes.
If we look up.
                        We may even
look upon what has flared out and died
when life was new and God’s song of creation
echoed still through galaxies, the final blast of light
trailing behind, Schroedinger’s star,
   dead and alive at once,
perhaps memory only, but like all memories
   still serving as guide in the now.

Lured by a star, did they
stop as dawn drew a blue
diaphanous veil between earth and heaven?
                                                                      Or did they
continue westward, shifting their allegiance to the sun?

But here they are now, turning up
   dusty, grimy from the road, uneasy.
They shake sand from their beards as if ruefully disagreeing.

The door is low—bowing they enter,
then bowing again, offering 
gold, frankincense, myrrh
power, worship, anointing.
All that meets their eyes
   could be dismissed as humble. Yet
as the infant gaze blinks and falls upon them,
and in eyes as wide and wise as centuries
the star’s birth flares anew,
                        alpha and omega.

After cradling him gently in callused, weathered hands,
   one by one that fire descended and swelled within each heart.
As if awakened from a dream,
they stumbled through the low-slung door
   to draw all nations to awe and praise.
The road is now elsewhere.
They go home now by another way. (2)

 

May we search for and seek Jesus in all we do. For if we do, we cannot help to find our way home altered, and our destination made holy.

 

Amen.



Preached at St. Martin's Church, Ellisville, Missouri, on January 4-5, 2025.


Readings:

Isaiah 60:1-6

Psalm 72:1-7,10-14

Ephesians 3:1-12

Matthew 2:1-12



Citations:

1)William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116, found at Shakespeare Online.

2) Leslie Barnes Scoopmire, "Shining Forth," first published at Episcopal Journal and Cafe's "Speaking to the Soul," January 5, 2023, copyright 2023.