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Thursday, September 12, 2019
Prayer 2417: Inspired by Matthew 2:13-23
Almighty God, we lift our hearts to you,
that they may be purified of all meanness
and poverty of spirit,
that our wills may be molded by your love.
Blessed Infant Jesus,
who was forced to flee the rampages of a tyrant,
guide us to open our arms and hearts to all
who seek refuge from storm or violence.
Help us, O God, to hear the cry of innocents
as they seek assistance and respite.
Help us to remember the blessings without number
that you have showered upon us, O Savior,
and let us respond to those in need
with compassion and welcome.
Spirit of the Living God,
burnish us with goodness and mercy
that we may broadcast grace
with every action we take today.
Gather within your arms, Lord Christ,
all who cry out for help of relief,
and grant your peace to those whose cares we lay before you.
Amen.
Friday, March 15, 2019
Prayer 2238: Mourning for Christchurch
Beloved Creator,
we thank you for sustaining us
through the deepest watches of the night,
and shielding us by your grace and faithful love.
Plant within our hearts
a reverence for your law of love
and a joyful zeal
to share your good news of salvation.
Help us draw all creation
into the fellowship of your kindom, Lord Christ,
seeking your wisdom as a pearl beyond price.
Spirit of the Living God,
place the seal of your blessing over us
by the power of your Holy Name,
and burnish our spirits by the fire of your love,
granting your peace to all whose prayers rise before You.
Amen.
As we reel from the news of a terror attack on Muslims at prayer at two masjids in Christchurch, New Zealand.
Sunday, June 24, 2018
Faith Despite the Storm: Homily for Proper 7B
Today we get the story of Jesus stilling the storm on the sea (and don't try to say that three times fast). Our story today occurs on the same “day” as the parables we heard last week which are all directed at explaining the kingdom of God. Could it be that this story is directed at the same topic, but perhaps about keeping the faith when our progress toward God’s kingdom encounters turmoil or difficulties?
In our story today, the storm rages all around Jesus, but he sleeps on peacefully in the back of the boat, until the terrified disciples awaken him. Jesus then demonstrates his mastery over even nature, and rebukes them for their lack of faith.
The verses we heard last week made it clear that while Jesus may seem to be teaching the crowds in riddles, he has been explaining them to the disciples who are close to him. They’ve been getting extra tutoring, as it were—and yet they STILL don’t get who exactly Jesus is as is clear when they ask at the end of our reading today, “Who then IS this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?” Now, in the Jewish imagination, the wind and sea were uncontrollable, signs of the chaos God conquered in the act of creation. It was one thing to the disciples that Jesus healed lepers and people suffering from possession by evil forces. But for Jesus to command obedience from the storm and the sea? THAT filled them with possibly as much fear as the storm itself had.
My friend Maria and I were discussing this gospel, and she reminded me that there are other boats around the disciples’ boat, out there on the sea, in the midst of the storm. I think this is a vital reminder for us today.
With so much going crazy all around us right now, it is important to remember that others are just as swept up in turmoil and strife. Wednesday was World Refugee Day. Some of us may have missed that, even while there’s been widespread turmoil regarding the effects of the zero-tolerance policy on our southern border here in the US. Thousands of children are being held apart from their parents, some of whom are infants and toddlers, and I’m not sure anyone knows how or when they will be reunited.
And as horrible as that situation is, when we consider that this is part of a larger refugee crisis, it seems worse. Hundreds of thousands of people in South Sudan have been driven from their homes during the civil war that has raged there since independence, including many in our companion diocese of Lui. Earlier this month, Spain finally agreed to accept a boat filled with 600 refugees who had been denied entry in Italy despite maritime law.
Friends, we are all out at sea in boats that are being tossed about in the waves. Jesus has urged us to cross to the other side, no matter how much that going out across the water may scare us. There are always going to be times when our boat begins to take on water, and the first reaction we often have is “Where are you, God?” But God is always right there with us in the storm.
As Christians, we are called to cross barriers all the time, between “us” and “them”—to realize that there IS no “us” and “them.” For we are all, no matter where we come from or what we look like or what we have or have not done, children of God, bearing God’s image. And that means we are specifically called to embody God’s kingdom values of faith and community—community that acknowledges no borders or boundaries, but is one in the love of Christ.
The storm is a symbol for all that keeps us fearful, reactive, vengeful, and centered on the slights and wounds that have been inflicted on us. The storms prevent us from exercising perspective and reason, and instead call us to lash out from a sense of despair and fear: “Do you not care that we are perishing, Jesus?”
We live in a world beset by fear: fear of strangers and refugees, fear of guns, fear of being without a gun, fear of government power, fear that government is not powerful enough, and on and on it goes. We tell children about “stranger danger,” yet often the persons most abusive to children are friends or loved ones. Statistically and realistically speaking, a gun in the home “for protection” is often far more dangerous to the persons living there than useful against intruders. In other words, we often misunderstand the direction our fear and anxiety comes from, and although fear and anxiety are different conditions, they are related closely to a general sense of being reactive rather than rational and deliberate in our actions.
When any of us is anxious or fearful, our perspective often narrows to focus on ourselves, rather than be able to have perspective about the world around us. We can see this demonstrated in the disciples’ question: “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” There are other boats out there on that sea—but the disciples are worried about themselves. And that’s how we are programmed to be by instinct. But those of us who claim the name of Jesus as part of who we are must NOT forget the other boats out there at sea.
We must not forget that Jesus’s words, “Peace! Be still!” are directed not just at the storm, but at us, because Jesus calls us to the embodiment of faithfulness and peacefulness, especially in the times of the storm.
After the storm within and without has been calmed, Jesus doesn’t ask, “Why were you afraid?” Instead, Jesus asks, “Why did you have no faith?” Jesus was right there with them all along—but they, in their fear, forgot that, and lost their hold on the faith they had. All during this day, in the stories we heard last week and this week, Jesus has been talking about faith, about being faith-ful—and the lesson we are meant to learn is that faith is the antidote to fear.
The foundation of the kingdom of God is faith. That may sound obvious, but living in a time of anxiety and fear, I am convinced this cannot be repeated enough. Through faith and grace, the kingdom of God grows within us from a mustard seed into the fullest expression of who we are meant to be— open, loving, generous, members of an open, loving, generous community that provides abundant welcome and acceptance for all, just as the mustard tree provides homes for all the birds of the air. The kingdom of God grows through the power and grace of God, and we don’t know how. All of this happens through faith and trust—counter-cultural values in our world today.
When I was ten years old, a terrible set of tornados—four in all-- struck Tulsa, part of a massive super-storm. My mom, my sister, and my brother all laid under mattresses in the central hallway of our house, because they don’t have basements in Tulsa—yes, it’s crazy! We watched that storm moving closer and closer. My dad was sitting in our 1967 silver Lincoln Continental with the suicide doors out in the garage with the radio on, with our dog and some liquid courage of the Jack Daniels variety, chain smoking AND chewing tobacco at the same time, because if he was going to go, he was going to go on his OWN terms.
As I peered around the hallway wall, I saw—and heard-- two sparrows driven by the wind into the glass of our sliding doors. I can’t imagine they were flying in that mess—I can only guess that they’d gotten blown out of one of the trees bent double by the wind behind our house. I watched those sparrows thud against the window, slide to the ground, then shake themselves off and huddle in a corner of the back patio of our house. At that point, I remembered that we are assured in Matthew 10:29-31 that God loves us and cares for us as much as God cares for sparrows, sold in the marketplace at two for a penny. I remembered that if a penny’s-worth of sparrows could find shelter in that storm, so would my family and myself. As my mom led us in prayer, the first tornado passed overhead and landed the next block over, damaging and even leveling houses—but I knew, no matter what happened, God was there with us, in the midst of that storm, and I knew we rested in God’s arms, come what may.
The next morning, and in the days that followed, our neighborhood pulled together. We peered at sodden photographs we found scattered up against fence-lines and on the edge of ditches, and went around the neighborhood trying to return them to their rightful owners. We barbecued all the meat in our freezers before it went bad as we lived without power for two weeks, and spread out tables in the back of the elementary school and gave thanks for what we had. The storm made our community stronger, and our faith in God’s love stronger, even in the midst of chaos.
When storms and tempests rage around us, that is when we are most called to practice a life of faith, and ironically, that is when our faith gives us the most comfort. Religious faith is a great paradox: it is the times that test our faith in which our faith is the most use for us, as long as we understand that having faith does not protect us from trials, tragedies, illness, and even death. Faith is not a talisman. Faith fortifies us and comforts us, in good times as well as bad.
It is that same faith that was displayed in Charleston on three years ago this week, when Dylann Roof was arraigned for the murder of nine worshippers at “Mother” Emanuel AME Church, as mentioned above. Many times, people ask “Where was God?” when unspeakably evil things happen. As Christians, we are pointed to the answer in this gospel: God is right there with us in the storm-tossed boat. God was also most emphatically there when the some of the relatives of Dylann Roof’s victims voiced their forgiveness to him at his sentencing.
When Jesus says, “Peace! Be still!” he is speaking to us in our anxiety and fear as much as to the storm, because the storm is as much inside us (and inside our communities, which the boat can signify) as outside of ourselves. When storms inevitably rage on the outside, we, through faith which is the opposite of fear, can seek to be peaceful, still, and faithful on the inside. For we know that Jesus is with us in the midst of the storm, and we can rely on him to never abandon us or not to care.
God is with us in times of pain and loss and unspeakable tragedy. And in the end, may we find comfort in that, and open ourselves to the presence of divine love, even in the face of storms of terrible power.
We are all called to cross through the barriers that divide us, and to have courage to face the forces of chaos that seek to impede our way. Jesus leads us, through faith, to renounce the power of storms in our lives, to ultimately acknowledge our part sometimes in creating them, and to denounce the powers that benefit from the raging of these storms around us. May we ever remember the other boats around us, and work together for justice and real peace to flourish as a sign of our faith in Christ.
Amen.
Preached at St. Mark's Episcopal Church in the St. Louis Hills, St. Louis, MO, at 8 and 10 am on June 24, 2018.
Readings:
Job 38:1-11
Psalm 107: 1-3, 23-32
2 Corinthians 6:1-13
Mark 4:35-41
Images:
1. Rembrandt van Rijn, "The Storm on the Sea of Galilee,"
2. Photo from USAToday for World Refugee Day, June 20, 2018, at https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/2017/06/20/world-refugee-day-record-number-people-displaced-2016/412566001/
3. South Sudanese refugee, from https://editorials.voa.gov/a/world-refugee-day-2018/4445724.html.
4. He Qi, Chinese, "Peace! Be Still!"
5. One of the June 8 tornados after it passed our house and headed west across Garnett Road.
6. The TG&Y just outside our subdivision underwent major damage. Photo from the Tulsa World.
7. Icon: Jesus stills the storm.
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Saturday, June 23, 2018
Prayer 1974: inspired by Psalm 90
O God our Refuge, we find our home in You,
Who welcomes all who wander,
all who seek shelter and protection.
O Merciful One, you bring us under the shadow of your wing,
and turn away no one who seeks You:
may we embody your mercy and lovingkindness,
humbly giving thanks for your salvation and love.
Lord God, forgive us our faithlessness and cynicism,
our consumption without concern for tomorrow
or the needs of those around us:
set our hearts again within your law of love,
and strengthen us in integrity and communion.
Teach us to number our days, O Spirit of Wisdom,
that we may apply the time you have given us
to growing in compassion and discernment,
pursuing justice and reconciliation
with hearts grateful for your saving grace.
In the name of Jesus, grant your comfort and rest
to those whose needs we now lift before You, as we pray.
Amen.
(Psalm 90)
Friday, June 22, 2018
Prayer 1973: Welcoming All in God's Name
Most Merciful God,
we thank you for the gift of this new day.
Let us spend this day in joyful service
to the coming of your kingdom on earth:
may we make your will for justice and true peace our own.
Remembering how often we ourselves have been forgiven,
let us be forgiving and loving in all our ways,
reconciling and healing in the name of Jesus,
and welcoming all in his name.
Holy One, sanctify us and strengthen us today,
to courageously witness to your generous gospel of love,
that all may have life and have it abundantly.
We also ask your blessing and comfort
upon all who are in anxiety, distress, or pain,
especially those whose needs we lift before You.
Amen.
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Prayer 1972: Welcoming the Little Ones
O God, Shepherd of Our Souls,
you love us and watch over us with a never-sleeping eye,
and your hand holds us fast.
You have set your angels over us to encompass us all,
interceding for us before your throne:
deliver us, we pray, in our troubles and trials,
and forgive us our manifold offenses.
All we like sheep have gone astray:
yet when we wander from your paths,
You seek us out and find us, O Holy One,
rejoicing at redemption and turning away from wrath.
Teach us to likewise seek the lost,
to serve the outcast,
to be merciful and forgiving in all our ways,
to the glory of your name.
Help us turn from evil and do good,
help us to seek peace and pursue it in word and deed,
remembering your justice is ever grounded in mercy and love.
For you sent your Son into world
in the name of salvation, not condemnation,
and we as your disciples are called to do likewise,
testifying to and embodying your great mercy and love.
Remembering your faithfulness in always hearing us,
in being alongside us whether lost or found,
we ask your blessing upon all those cry out to You,
O Spirit of Reconciliation and Healing,
especially those whose needs we now lift before You as we pray.
Amen.
(Psalm 34 and Matthew 18:10-14)
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Prayer 1971: Living as children in the kingdom of God
(Matthew 18:1-9)
Almighty God, our Abba and Protector,
we awaken knowing your angels have watched over us,
feeling your protecting hand cradle our heads,
and we have rested securely in your embrace:
we thank you and bless your holy name.
Our Savior, you place a child before us
as an exemplar of your love and devotion:
make us likewise humble and innocent,
and give us welcoming hearts for all who come to us.
Strengthen us, we pray, in kindness and wonder,
in reverence and awe at the beauty of this world,
which is your gift and your charge to us.
As your disciples, Lord Christ,
may we embody charity and faithfulness,
working for justice and mercy,
protecting the vulnerable and comforting the refugee,
renouncing the forces of cruelty and contempt
at loose among us.
Spirit of the Living God,
kindle within us the fire of mercy and compassion,
and set our feet upon the holy path of reconciliation
that all we do may glorify the name of Jesus,
and testify to the lovingkindness of our God.
Merciful One--
Creator, Redeemer, Sustainer of our souls--
sanctify us to your service this day,
and gather into your arms those for whom we pray.
Amen.
Photo: Child playing in a park in Paris, Square Rene-Viviani in the V Arrondissement, Quai de Montebello, 2012. The fountain he rests his hand upon is dedicated to St. Julian the Hospitaller, who is sometimes depicted as carrying a leper through a river (the image the child's hand rests upon).
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Prayer 1967: Living the Commandment of Love
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord,
we sing a song of thanksgiving before You,
recalling the comforting weight of your hand
shielding and guarding us through the night:
O God, we lift our hearts to You.
God of Compassion, grant us wisdom,
that we may study your Word,
and never stray from the heart of your law:
to love You in word and deed,
and to love our neighbors as our own selves.
Almighty One, you command us to relieve suffering,
to stand alongside the oppressed,
to welcome the homeless,
remembering that your law is grounded in love,
for we are ourselves upheld
only through your grace and mercy.
Blessed Savior,
strengthen us in integrity and compassion,
that we may we do justice,
love mercy,
and walk humbly and honorably with You in every moment.
May we tear down the edifices of cruelty and injustice,
remembering we are each other's keeper
as Christ's hands and heart in the world.
Accept now, we pray,
our intercessions and our cares which we place before You,
O Merciful God,
Creator, Redeemer, Sustainer,
that your blessing may cover these beloveds
in a cloud of comfort and peace.
Amen.
Written in response to the Attorney General's claim that removing children from their families at our borders is Biblical based on Romans 13:1.
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Thursday, June 7, 2018
Prayer 1958: inspired by Matthew 14:13-21
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| Two little girls sleep in a detention center in Nogales, Arizona run by the US government in 2014. Photo from this article, Forst peek: Immigrant children flood detention center," June 18, 2014, at https://www.azcentral.com/story/news/politics/immigration/2014/06/18/arizona-immigrant-children-holding-area-tour/10780449/. |
For peace, we pray to you, Lord God:
accept and consecrate our hands and our hearts,
offered to you today to assist your holy work as your disciples.
Blessed Jesus, you mulitplied the loaves and fishes
that all who came to your disciples hungry would be fed,
with much left over:
renew our steadfastness to your gospel of abundance,
that we may tend each other in love and tenderness.
Lord, you have commanded us
to care for the hungry, the outcast, the homeless:
purify our hearts to hear again your word,
that it may fall like seed upon good soil,
that righteousness and justice may flourish within us.
May we overcome evil with good in your Name,
O God of Mercy, O Undivided Trinity,
empowered by your Holy Spirit,
nourished by your Word and sacraments.
Holy One, we place ourselves into your care,
trusting in your grace and mercy always:
extend the awning of your comfort and blessing
over those whose needs we lay before You as we pray.
Amen.
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| Children warehoused in a detention center in 2014 in Arizona-- photo from the article cited above: https://www.azcentral.com/story/news/politics/immigration/2014/06/18/arizona-immigrant-children-holding-area-tour/10780449/ |
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Jesus on the Border: A commentary on Matthew 25: 31-46
I wrote this back on July 16 for episcopalcafe.com's Speaking to the Soul on tomorrow's gospel; the link can be found here. Thought I'd repost it, especially in light of President Obama's executive order on immigration this week.
Today’s gospel starts with a discussion of separation. In
the vision of judgment Jesus describes, one people will be separated from
another, and he compares them to the sheep and the goats. Using symbolism that
appears repeatedly throughout scripture, the sheep are those who are blessed
and obedient to God’s will—in this case, God’s will of radical generosity and
care for others: feeding the hungry and providing drink for the thirsty,
welcoming the stranger, clothing the naked, and visiting the sick and those in
prison. Jesus’s vision makes it clear that he himself had been welcomed when
the poor, the sick, and the outcast had been cared for.
Psychologically and sociologically speaking, the boundaries
of our world usually progress from our own self, to our family, to our
neighborhood, to our community, to our state, and to our nation. Some of us
include other circles within this mental Venn diagram: our parish, our diocese,
our denomination, and the Church overall, in the case of Episcopalians. It is a common occurrence in our culture to
see a sharp separation between ourselves and others. This is nothing new.
Throughout scripture, in both the Old Testament and the New
Testament, there are dozens of laws and reminders to treat the strangers and
the aliens among us with hospitality and compassion. Closer to home, there is
Jesus’s parable of the Good Samaritan, which he told in answer to the question,
“Who is my neighbor?” In short, the answer was, “Not whom you expect.”
We are called to love our neighbors as ourselves by being
reminded that that neighborhood encompasses those we traditionally think of as
rivals and enemies. We are called to
care for those who seek our help. Again and again, we are called to break down
the barriers that separate us in response to the vision of the kingdom of
heaven, as Matthew likes to phrase it--
a unified humanity in a unified creation bound together in love to God
and each other.
We are commanded in our gospel reading today to welcome the
stranger, with dire consequences if we fail. Yet we seem to have more than
enough problem welcoming our neighbor, much less the stranger among us. It
seems modern society is more fractured than ever, both in the United States and
elsewhere in the world—even among our countrymen there is so much contempt and
denigration directed at those we have deemed different from us. If we can’t
love our neighbors, how can we respond to the stranger and the alien among us?
We are not seeing many good results regarding the increasing
crisis along the US southern border, where, in just the last nine months,
52,000 unaccompanied minors have been placed in detention while seeking asylum
from violence in their homelands. We
have read reflections on this crisis in just the last few weeks from our
Presiding Bishop, the President of the House of Deputies of the General
Convention, and the Chief Operating Officer of the Episcopal Church, to name
but a few.
But the challenge of care for those who are outcast is
certainly not limited to the United States. In Israel, we have the ongoing
bloodshed between Hamas and the Israeli government in Gaza. Earlier this
spring, anti-immigrant candidates in Europe received a shocking amount of
support in European Union elections, buoyed by a backlash against a surge of
refugees from Europe and Africa. In Africa, refugees flee Nigeria, the Central
African Republic and South Sudan, to name but a few areas of turmoil.
The ancient Hebrews were commanded to provide for the
orphaned and the alien among them, which was an act of remarkable generosity if
one considers what a small people they were, often subject to displacement
themselves. We Americans are blessed to have been largely immune as an entire
people to displacement. Does that mean we can have no understanding for or
humanitarian response to those who have been torn from their families and
homes, and who have experienced warfare and bloodshed?
We are called to transform our vision of the “least of
these” from nuisances who place demands upon our finite resources of money and
compassion. Again and again, we are called to remember that Jesus was not, and
is not, the one everyone expected. He was not born into the ruling classes,
from a powerful family, from a cosmopolitan city in the center of the empire. He
was not the warrior king who would restore the political fortunes of Israel.
For those of us who cling to Jesus’s teachings today, we are
reminded that Jesus not just was but IS. This is why scripture still speaks to
us. “As it was, is now, and ever shall be.” We read about the Jesus who was,
and many of us try to appeal to the Jesus who will be, but we often forget
about the Jesus who IS , right now. Can we understand that Jesus is among us
now? The face of Jesus still is the face of our neighbor, the face of the poor,
the sick, and the refugee.
In Jesus’s parable, the goats, those who did NOT respond
with openheartedness to those who were vulnerable, protest that they did not
turn away Jesus, because they did not recognize who Jesus was at the moments
when compassion was called for. Jesus stands in solidarity with “the least of
these”—those who cling to the margins of society, those who were easily spurned
or shunned, those who are seeking to survive.
These are our neighbors. These are the faces of Jesus.
Repeatedly, we have to be reminded that the Jesus we claim
to follow is not the Jesus we expect. Jesus was not really that well-groomed,
handsome man who smiles at us from so many paintings, sculptures, and, lately
movies. Jesus is, however, the one who calls us to open our hands and our
hearts, to love as we have been loved, to give as well as receive. Jesus calls
us to serve him, to see his face in those we could turn away.
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