Monday, March 29, 2021

The Magic of Love: Speaking to the Soul, March 29, 2021



I loved the Harry Potter books, despite my being an adult when they were published. I was teaching middle school at the time, and I had young children. I got to see the books through their eyes, and it was lovely. We would actually talk about the word play in the books, and kids didn’t stop to think how nerdy it might be to talk about the influence of foreign languages on the names and spells, or on the etymology and mythology and puns behind the words.

We all want to believe in magic. Even adults. After all, who wouldn’t want to be able to solve problems with just a thought or a wave of a stick or a few syllables. If they rhyme, all the better!

Yes, we may congratulate ourselves on our modernity, but really, superstition is still a huge influencer of human behavior. We want talismans, charms, or potions, magic pills that melt fat away. We look for the four-leaf clover. We may carry a rabbit’s foot or avoid certain colors of M & Ms. Black cats, broken mirrors, spilled salt, stepping on the baseline between home plate and first or on the cracks in the sidewalk? Here comes trouble.

The Bible mentions that pharaoh had magicians who could match Moses trick for trick when he was demanding freedom for the Hebrew children—at least until it came to the plagues of the gnats and the boils. But one of the verses we will heard recently as a Gospel reading has become a kind of talisman in the popular understanding: “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.”

I would guess that John 3:16 is one of the most quoted verses in all of scripture. It is also an important link between other readings as we finish our walk through Lent. God’s gift of Jesus to the world as God’s son draws those who see Jesus’s light to a life with God by believing —only through faith (vv. 16-17). Yet the verse misused becomes a type of false talisman— something people worship instead of treating as a link to God’s love.

One of my personal, petty frustrations about how this verse can be misleadingly applied is seen in the ways that John 3:16 pops-up on television. There it is, held up on a large placard in the end zone. Often there is a hip, ALWAYS male, tattooed, preacher intoning that, if you feel lost, all you have to do is pray something similar to the sentiment in John 3:16, and you shall be saved—just like that. Presumably you can then go about your business having checked-off the box to keep your soul from hell, the implication being that nothing else is required. A formula is NOT enough.

John 3:16 is not a magic trick to be used to evade responsibility for one’s shortcomings, nor is it a “get-out-of-hell-free” card. There is no magic formula that helps one evade the consequences of actions that lead a person astray—something all of us have done. Our wrongdoings should rightly elicit remorse and a determination to change behavior for both our own sake and that of those around us. Fear of hell or damnation ought not be elevated to the sole role in the lifelong conversation between God and our souls.

God loved the world—and everyone in it—so much that God withheld nothing from us in seeking to help us live the most fully human lives we could live. Not even God’s own son. We are not called to summon Jesus like a wish-fulfilling genie. We are called to follow him and walk in his ways. All in the name of love.

Love—self-emptying, other-affirming, self-sacrificing love– IS the most powerful magic in the universe, as even the Harry Potter books pointed out. And the most potent magic of love is found in the fact that we ALL are borne up by the grace of it, and be changed forever by that self-giving, no-holds back love that Jesus offers.


This was first published at Episcopal Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on March 29, 2021.

Friday, March 26, 2021

Prayer, day 2982



Our praises rise before you,
O God Most High;

Our prayers rise unto You,
O Redeemer, Our Lord Jesus Christ;

Our fears we lay before you,
O Holy and Eternal Abba,
Father and Mother.

Our hopes we breathe in from your Eternal Love,
O Savior;

Our resilience we draw from you,
Abiding Holy Spirit,
who lifts us and prepares us
for our work in your kingdom today.

O Creator,
we turn into your embrace for solace and strength,
and lay before you those needs for whom we pray.

Amen.

Thursday, March 25, 2021

Prayer 2981



O God,
you call us to wakefulness
from our dreams,
and from our resistance to your gospel of love:
help us to see
that the ground we stand upon is heaven itself,
holy and sacred to You,
that you call us to stand tall
on the solid rock of love turned outward.
Help us to see hell
as the place where hope is abandoned,
and to reach out our hands and hearts
to those whose hope is foundering.

We are one people,
made in your image:
You who delights in earthworms and whales,
who whispers the melody of rejoicing
into the hearts of sparrows and robins.
May we recover that wonder and joy
and let that light shine forth from within us,
all thanks to You, O Creator.

One in heart, one in fellowship,
may we share one another's burdens,
and lighten each other's load,
all to the glory of your Name, O Holy One.
Blessed One, draw within the shelter of your compassion
all those who call out in need or anxiety,
and draw within your embrace, Lord Christ,
those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Springing-Up: Speaking to the Soul, March 25, 2021



John 12:20-33

Finally the blue sky finally unfurled itself before our wondering eyes—but it sure seems like it has been raining for weeks. And for all that we are told that

April showers
Bring May flowers,


it’s just as true around here that

March rain brings flood
and icy cold mud.


Today, though, we have been rewarded: I have seen the first buds on the redbud tree in our front garden. The redbud is grandchild to the wee, timorous stick brought across two states from Oklahoma in a bucket by my dad, who has been gone these last fifteen years.

These nascent buds are beautiful, though transitory. Those same blossoms must fall to the ground to make way for the heart-shaped leaves that will soon provide a canopy of cool shade. Then, in November those leaves too will die and drift to the ground.

So, also, we are reminded in a recent Lenten gospel that the solitary grain of wheat must fall to the ground and be buried before it can bring forth fruit. Otherwise, it remains a single grain—the original Greek here actually says, “Remains alone.”

Jesus, through his upcoming passion, will also be nailed on a cross, facing death and feeling abandoned and alone.

We know this will happen.

We also know that that cross will then awaken the world to the greatest power on earth—the power of love that does not hold our frailties and sins against us, but calls us to a new life in love. We know that the cross is not the end for Jesus, but just the beginning of victory. This is what is known in religious lingo as “the Paschal mystery.” Dying leads to rising. And around again.

So the image of the grain of wheat says something first of all about Jesus as the Christ, but second of all it says something about us. Christ transforms death through his own death on the cross, and then rises again to bring light and hope into this divided world. We become faithful by dying to our own divisions and fears and embracing love as Jesus spread his arms of love on the cross.

This is what all of scripture and God’s revelation has been trying to get through our thick skulls all along.

Our faith doesn’t tell us how to die.

It tells us how to live.

It doesn’t tell us what to give up.

It tells us what we will gain.

It doesn’t tell us that the world is broken.

It tells us how to make the world better. Hope springs up where love reigns.

Let us begin.


This was first published at the Episcopal Cafe's Speaking to the Soul, March 25, 2021.

Sunday, March 21, 2021

Making Jesus Visible: Sermon for 5 Lent B


People came from all over for the festival of the Passover. They came to Jerusalem to be reminded of the way that God not just freed but formed a people. The festival of the Passover is the most solemn and community-building days in the Jewish calendar in the Jewish religious calendar. It is a festival centered around community, family, and the shaping of a ragtag bunch of former slaves into a people—a specific people singled out by God and preserved over and over again from death, even the literal angel of death who swept across the land of their captors, and whose savage reaping finally convinced the Pharaoh of Egypt to, in the words of the famous spiritual “Go Down, Moses,” to “let my people go.”

And according to the Christian calendar, we are eagerly awaiting next week’s pageantry, with Jesus triumphantly entering Jerusalem to shouts of Hosanna and declarations of his rightful claim to be the Messiah, the anointed one appointed by God to liberate the captives. Jesus will ride triumphantly into Jerusalem in the name of liberation during the festival which celebrates the liberation of the people of Israel from bondage. That’s often what we ourselves are called to remember. Jesus didn’t come to support the status quo, but to proclaim the power of God—a God who reveals Godself through the life of Jesus.

But there were two processions parading through the streets of Jerusalem at that moment we will celebrate and re-enact next Sunday. As Jesus and his band of followers come in from the east, a much more impressive procession would be entering from the west. The Roman governor would himself put together a huge military display and ride through the streets of Jerusalem with rows of infantry and a powerful show of force of cavalry.

Each year, as the people of Judea started dangerously talking about their freedom and about the power of their God, the Roman authorities would put on their own show of force, reminding the people that they WEREN’T free, that they were still enslaved under the relentless forces of empire. As Jesus’s followers proclaimed him the heir of King David and dreamt of a return to the glory days of Israel seen through the lens of myth and legend, the Roman governor would remind the people that they could be crushed at a moment’s notice. That he represented someone who also claimed to be God’s son on earth—the Roman emperor.

But those Romans aren’t the Gentiles we hear about in today’s gospel. The Gentiles who approach Philip with their homely request are probably “God-fearers,” and they attempt to contact Jesus through the two disciples whose names are Greek. But who ARE these two strangers? What significance do they have at the time in this story? They show up, and then they disappear. One of my Bible-study compatriots asked me that this week, and I didn’t have a good answer for them.

“Sir,’ they say as they approach Philip, ‘we want to see Jesus.”

Don’t we all? How many of us resonate with that request? We want to see Jesus, too.

Maybe their appearance is a throw-away detail in the story at the time. And yet, I keep coming back to these two Gentiles who screw their courage up and approach these two disciples who also have “Greek names” and ask to see the infamous wandering rabbi. Do they get to see him? Or do they get turned away in the hustle and bustle of the festival and all the demands upon the disciples’ and Jesus’s time and attention.

I am haunted by these two unnamed seekers, because I wonder how many times someone has approached us, and asked US to help them see Jesus. Oh, I am not talking about directly asking us—that would be too easy. But what about all the people who look upon us as we are going about our days—acquaintances or strangers. They may be able to tell that we claim the identity of Christian. Maybe they see a cross hanging around our neck. Maybe they saw you with an ash cross on your forehead on Ash Wednesday. Maybe they see the pet-blessing sticker saying “My pet was blessed at St. Martin’s” that I keep hoping eventually all y’all will place on the bumpers of your cars—even those Corvettes and Lexuses that you polish with an old baby diaper like Cameron’s dad in Ferris’s Bueller’s Day Off. But maybe you didn’t even notice them. Maybe they didn’t ask out loud.

Maybe they were the person who was having a bad day near you last week. Maybe they were angry, or close to tears. Maybe it was a dad in a grocery store with a screaming three year old who is screaming because dad didn’t let him eat the strawberries out of the carton before they were washed. Maybe it was the kid with the lip piercing and neck tattoo who made you a smoothie, who had been awakened that morning by having a parent call them ugly and lazy and flick a lighted cigarette at their head and demand they get up and fix step-mom breakfast before a full day of school and work. Maybe they are an ex-convict hoping to get a second chance, not be sneered at for their past.

But the thing is, we brush up against people all throughout each day who may not be able to put it into words, and may not even be aware of it, but who are hungry to see Jesus. The Jesus-on-a-cross thing possibly scares them, or confuses them, and makes no sense, so that’s not the Jesus they are ready for right now.

No, they are looking for the Jesus in us. They are looking for the flash of recognition—for each of us to look at them, to see them as an individual despite our differences. They are looking for a smile, a small kindness, a dropping of pretenses and aloofness and a demonstration of compassion and really seeing people for who they are: beloved children of God, made in God’s very image.

The topic being circled about oh so delicately here in our gospel today is Jesus’s coming crucifixion. When discussing the cross, John’s gospel is different from the other gospels. Jesus’ suffering on the cross is downplayed, in favor of the concept of the cross being a means of glorifying God— witness the “lifted up” reference from last week’s gospel passage from John 3:4-11. All through this gospel, Jesus is a heavenly figure who comes to us to reveal to humanity the true way of faith, and hope, and love, and then will ascend -- be lifted up-- bringing glory to God. In this gospel, Jesus is very clear about his divine origins, so he doesn’t engage in a lot of tap-dancing around his status as the Messiah. This view of Jesus is of one who is in charge.

And now—NOW--Jesus is going to be exalted—lifted up—on the cross and beyond the cross, held up to bring all of the world to see—to see so that the world can not just see, but come to KNOW the amazing healing power of Jesus and his message of hope, healing, community, and redemption. Jesus makes this clear when he says: “I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all people to myself”. In the gospel of John, this is the point where Jesus moves from his ministry toward his exaltation-- when we come to Jesus. Victory can push through to us at the darkest of times. For John, the crucifixion brings victory, because the cross brings the world to God. We don’t usually think of it this way, but the metaphor of the grain of wheat helps us remember this too. Jesus speaks again in paradox. In order to live we must die. Those who die to themselves will finally have a full life.

The metaphor of the solitary grain of wheat falling to the ground is a homely, pastoral image, one that many of Jesus’s followers could relate to. That single gain must fall to the ground to be buried before it can bring spring to life abundantly and anew; otherwise it remains a single grain—BUT in the original Greek the term actually means “remains alone.” There is a message here for us as well. Unless we are willing to be transformed—to let go of our old life of suspicion, and hardness of heart, and fear, we can have no trust in the love Jesus has for us, and we cannot be true servants of Christ. We have to break through the rocky soil of our own hearts to allow the seed of the promise of God’s love to grow.

And that image is one that often gets all the attention. We can all relate to it if we have ever planted any seeds of watched them sprout—heck, even if we’ve left a bag of potatoes or an onion around for too long out on the counter, we have seen the tendency of plant matter to drive toward regeneration and new life, no matter how removed we are from farming or gardening we ourselves are.

But what I also see being emphasized is the idea of Jesus being made visible throughout this passage, appoint that has been building in our readings steadily in the last few weeks. What I also being insisted upon is that Jesus was never meant to be a “personal savior” only. Too often, having a “personal relationship” with Jesus ends up being just that—a solitary, individualist pursuit, in which the focus ends up on the individual rather than on the community. We see that being addressed her as well in this passage. What Jesus actually says about that single grain of wheat is not that it remains a single grain—that’s our translation choices again running beneath what we ourselves see and hear. No, in the original text we have handed down to us, Jesus says that unless the grain in planted and tended it “remains alone.” Jesus calls us to move beyond our own self-centered ways and embrace our unity with those around us, calling us to be willing to love each other in deed and embrace each other as kindred despite our differences.

As we head toward the passion story of Christ in the next two weeks, we need to open our ears to the multiple meanings of the words in front of us. Because despite Mel Gibson’s incredibly bloody retelling of Jesus’s tortured last week on earth being one meaning of passion, there is another meaning for passion, as theologians Marcus Borg and John Dominic Crossan point out in their own book on the last week of Jesus’s earthly ministry. They remind us that “passion” is a term for suffering in Christian theology, yes. And especially in some branches of the Christian faith, that suffering is emphasized intensively. But if Jesus’s suffering for us becomes the core of Jesus’s message, the gospel message he embodied the other 32 years and 51 weeks of his earthly ministry to us itself gets overlooked. That’s why we have to remember the multiple meaning of the word “passion,” and remember the energy and the joy that passion can give to all life.
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Because a “passion” is also something that is your love, your focus, your reason for being. So Jesus’s passion is not just about Jesus’s suffering on the cross. Jesus’s passion is about us examining the focus of his life, his words, and his example, which was the preaching of repentance so that we would be citizens of the kingdom of God.


Jesus’s passion was in healing those who were sick or isolated, in looking for those he could help, in confronting injustice and oppressing, of which there was plenty, just like there is now. Jesus’s passion was drawing disciples to himself who would themselves share in that work and not be miserly or reluctant about it. Jesus’s passion was that the abundant love of God would be made visible to the entire world—a world awash in suffering, fear, and cruelty already.

We want to see Jesus. And Jesus calls us to make him visible. Jesus asks us to lift him up each and every day. That’s what we are here to do. We are here to show that Jesus is OUR passion, our center, our model, our teacher, our guide.

Let us live our lives so that we DO see Jesus, every day, in ourselves, and in each other.

Amen.

Preached at the 10:30 online worship from St. Martin's Episcopal Church in Ellisville, MO.

Readings:
Citations:
1) Marcus Borg and John Dominic Crossan, The Last Week: What the Gospels Really Teach About Jesus's Final Days in Jerusalem, preface.

Sunday, March 14, 2021

Snakes and Complaints: Sermon for the 4th Sunday in Lent B



Have you ever been around someone who complained all the time? I have. It’s maddening. And the thing is, often grumblers have no sense of perspective. EVERYTHING is a grievance worthy of World War III to the kvetcher. I have known people who love to complain so much that they will complain to the empty air when those around them have stalked off and sworn to listen no more. They grumble just loud enough for their loved ones to still hear the griping, but not so loud that they can’t try to deny it if caught.

They grumble because everything is about THEM, and they have no perspective to see others who are suffering more. Nope, it all about meeeeeee. Gripe, gripe, gripe. Grumble, grumble, grumble. I mean, you don’t have to Pollyanna. But not everything is worthy of complaint. And it’s been one solid year since we were able to be together to worship together and have Eucharist around this altar. So God knows there have been plenty of opportunities to be not just sad, to be not just anxious, but also to grumble. But a little of that is to be expected.

Let’s face it, though, during the Exodus, those Israelites have been acting like petulant, faithless toddlers all through their time in wilderness, and that is an insult to toddlers everywhere. They have complained, and they have complained some more, and they’ve been impatient, and they have been faithless. They’ve made promises and broken them repeatedly.

And the thing is, when all you look for is what is wrong, all that you see is wrong. And the first few times they did it, God patiently tried to assuage them. Hungry? Here, eat the same bread the angels ate, and meanwhile, I’ll just have a few thousand quail drop down in front of you—all you gotta do is pluck ‘em, clean ‘em, and roast ‘em. Thirsty? Moses and Aaron will strike yon rock over there, and fresh water will come a gushing out.

Complaining and the lack of gratitude and perspective that come with it are a deadly poison to the soul. So no wonder then that poisonous snakes rise up among the people. It’s a symbol of the poison they have been loosing into the world rather than marveling at all the good things they do have: Family. Freedom. A return to their homeland. A God who cares for them again and again. In Moses, a leader willing to give up his own comfort for their sakes. And even though they claim that God has sent those snakes among them because God has finally had enough of the constant kvetching, I suspect that they knew that those snakes had sprung up from every disagreeable complaint that had fallen from their lips and gone splat like a lead balloon on the hard, rocky ground at their feet.

And it is often the case that in order to get well, you have to be able to name what made you sick, and evaluate what role you yourself might have played in your illness in the first place. So since their poisonous complaint set loose poisonous snakes among them, the solution is to fasten a visual representation of what is attacking them. In other words, God orders that the Israelites have to look on the image of their own guilt and ingratitude. They have to look upon that poisonous snake, and realize that the real problem was their own poisoned hearts and souls. Admitting that they had set the snakes loose among themselves was the crucial first step to healing and health.

In our gospel, Jesus compares himself to that shiny snake lifted up on a pole, and that sounds just as bewildering a comparison. Jesus is hardly a poisonous reptile. But that bronze or fiery snake was placed on that pole that the people might look upon the symbol of their transgressions, accept their sinful, hateful tendencies, and lift their eyes from their fear, their pettiness, their self-absorption, and their unpleasantness. They looked up at that snake and knew the snakes were actually themselves. And then determine to turn away from death toward life.

Likewise, Jesus is lifted up on a cross—a symbol or torture, a symbol of shame—and we too are called to look upon him , remembering that what put him there was the very worst evil fearful humans could devise, so that we might see him, believe, and live.

But believe what? To believe in the love that Jesus calls us to embrace that we might have eternal life. To remember that Jesus himself is Love Incarnate. And to remember that our own love of evil rather than love of good has put Jesus there. It was said those who lived by a sword would die by a sword—yet, except for overturning some tables and braiding a whip made out of his own frustration, Jesus has actually spent most of his life denying the power of violence and the power of the sword. And yet there he will be-- placed there by all the forces that rule through fear, and violence, and oppression, and exploitation. The living example of love in human flesh that Jesus is absolutely is anathema to the forces of evil and death to which we cling so desperately, because it is all we have known.

We know how to insist on our own way. We insist on our own way out of fear, out of jealousy, out of spite, out of a misguided calculus that says that one is only winning if one has more than all of those people over there. We know how to be vengeful. We know how to scorn others, to put others down based on their ethnicity, their race, their culture, the threat they pose in competition with us for things we have taught to covet because we believe they are scarce. We know how to complain when everything doesn’t suit us, and to let that poison run wild through our relationships with both each other, and worse, with God.

We are human, but that is not an excuse. It’s not that flesh is bad and spirit is good, as many people have twisted Paul’s words we heard this morning. If the material world were fallen and evil, Jesus would have never come to live among us as one of us, and we wouldn’t be eagerly looking forward in a few minutes to taking common things of the earth-- grain and grape, bread, wine, and water-- and together joining in invoking the Holy Spirit to make of these things of earth the Bread of Heaven and Cup of Life, a living memorial of just how much Christ loves us and gives himself for us, and calls us to give ourselves for each other. No, when Paul speaks of the “flesh,” it has to do with about our tendency to be self-centered, even “self-obsessed.” It’s that same self-obsession that caused the Israelites to spout their venom at God, blaming God for their discomfort. As we all are prone to do.

Too often we concentrate on how we are separate from others, and fearfully seek to protect ourselves against the perceived threats that others may pose to us through competition in seeking to fulfill their OWN desires. The problem is, extreme individualism doesn’t make us feel safe, but actually vulnerable and exposed to attack, since everyone else is a potential competitor for what we’ve been told are scarce goods and resources. This, to me, seems to be the ultimate crisis in our modern western society. For every passage like this, Paul also usually provides another passage reminding us that we are part of the Body of Christ and thus part of each other (such as 1 Corinthians 12-13). When we look at THOSE passages, we are reminded that the gospel of Christ is one of abundance: abundant mercy, abundant grace, abundant kindness, abundant healing. And that abundance is found within community, not against it.

All our fear comes naturally. But we have to be taught how to love. And so Jesus is given to us.

Jesus makes it clear in our gospel today that Jesus is God’s gift to us, given to us out of love, so that we might know how to live as fully human, fully beloved humans made in the very image of God. It’s right there in John 3:16-17:

“For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life. Indeed, God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.”

Likewise, Paul affirms “God is rich in mercy,” bearing us “great love” as we benefit from the “riches of God’s grace,” --even when we have stubbornly, fearfully, or selfishly rejected calls to repentance and atonement with God. God claims common cause with us out of love, and calls us to align ourselves with that love that we might have abundant eternal life. That is what “atonement” really means—say it slowly, and you hear it “at-ONE-ment.” Being at one with the love that creates and sustains the world. This requires dedication, determination, and discipline upon our parts—and a willingness to own up to our shortcomings and sins when presented with them. Atonement must never be seen as painful or denigrating, but of lifting up our eyes from our self-centeredness to a life of hope and healing.

So we must affirm that God sends Jesus NOT for judgment, but for love. For mercy. Because justice is such an important concept, central to the very identity of God and God's commandments, it has both an opposite, which comes from ignorance and even hatred, and a companion, which comes from love. The opposite of justice is injustice, and it is a sin, whether a sin of commission, or a sin where we benefit from unjust systems and shrug our shoulders at our alleged powerlessness. The companion of justice is mercy—in which we receive grace and forgiveness where we deserve wrath and punishment. God calls us to not just receive justice and mercy, but to enact it for those around us.

Jesus calls us to repentance not for punishment, but for healing, wholeness, and for joy. For eternal life. Right now. For us all as a community. God so loved the WORLD, we are reminded. And that includes everyone—even those at odds with us, even those we resist calling our neighbor because we like the word “enemy” so much better.

John’s gospel does not speak much about “the kingdom of God/heaven” that we hear of repeatedly in the synoptic gospels. Instead, the term which John most emphasizes is “life.” And in 18 of those instances, the adjective “eternal” comes before that—and he first time we see that pairing is right here in today’s gospel. So eternal life is NOT about what happens to us after we die. Eternal life is about what happens right now. It is a new way of living that brings ultimate peace, ultimate contentment, ultimate joy. We attain those blessings through walking in the way of Jesus, through joyfully taking up our cross of love for Jesus, through being brave enough to lift up love God calls us too rather than the sins to which we cling -- to look upon that love lifted up, and live.

We all take our turns in the wilderness. Do we look only to our own needs, or do we look, and act, for the welfare of those around us? This past year has put us to the test on that. It is only a life lived for others that can bring about the security and hope that we all long for. Anything else sets us at opposition to one another and makes us miserly in our response to God’s great gifts. And that is no life at all.

But love—love that redeems us and claims us as beloved, love that is lifted up to unite us with all creation—that is eternal life right now.

Amen.


Preached at the in-person and online 10:30 am Holy Eucharist, the first on Sunday in exactly a year, at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville.

Readings:

Images: Michaelangelo Buonarroti, detail from the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel; Moses strikes the rock at Massah; Georges Roualt, Crucifixion, 1936; Complaint department button from Etsy.


Tuesday, March 9, 2021

Prayer, day 2865


Lord Jesus,
whose arms are eternally stretched wide to embrace us,
be with us this day, and teach us.
Teach us to embrace your call to repentance and renewal,
that we may be brought before You as little children.
Teach us to embrace this day and its beauty,
rather than worrying about tomorrow.
Teach us to embrace the poor and the outcast,
for we are one in body and spirit.
Teach us to embrace love,
regardless of the cost.
Teach us to embrace obedience,
to empty ourselves so that You may fill us completely.
Teach us to embrace those
who do not understand us or reject us,
and to love them wholeheartedly anyway.
Precious Savior,
place your hand of blessing over those we now name,
drawing them to You in your mercy.

Amen.

Monday, March 8, 2021

Prayer, day 2864



Let all creation sing a song of praise to you, O Love Divine,
for we depend upon your mercy.
Give us discerning hearts, Merciful God,
to do your will in our lives today,
for we are your hands in the world.
Imbue us with the energy we need
to meet today's challenges,
for we know that you are the source of all power.
Blessed Savior, govern our hearts and minds
and help us to persevere,
just as you never give up on us
even when we stumble.
Guide, guard, and protect those for whom we pray this day.

Amen.

Sunday, March 7, 2021

Housecleaning for our Souls: Sermon for the Third Sunday in Lent B



The pilgrims would travel from all over the known world. Just as spring was beginning to blossom and the flowers in the trees, as the sere, arid brown winter began to give way all around the Mediterranean, thousands would travel with a single destination in mind. By foot, by donkey, by caravan, they would travel the dusty byways and the thief infested highways to be able to gather together as one people once again, if only through just over a week. Many more would board boats from all over the Roman Empire, their destination the port city of Jaffa near what is now Tel Aviv. There they would join the throngs crowding the highways leading into Jerusalem.

Scripture and tradition demanded a full eight-day ceremony, always held between the 14th and 21st days of the month of Nisan, during what for us would be March or April. Such a journey was arduous, perilous, and for many people terribly expensive. They had to travel light to be able to make it there at all. They brought with them only that which they could carry-- it was certainly unsafe, not to mention impractical, to be dragging livestock along with him for the journey.

Yet this was the pinnacle of the religious year -- to commemorate the liberation of the Israelites from slavery and cruel bondage in Egypt at the hand of God. they would recount the series of plagues that had failed to change pharaoh's heart – frogs, boils, rivers of blood, flies, lice, locusts, darkness in the middle of the day. None were compelling enough -- until that terrible night that the Angel of Death himself swept over the land and plucked the first born male of all living creatures and carried them away, never to be seen by their families again in this life. Only then had Pharaoh's heart been turned long enough for the Hebrews to make their escape. Only through Moses’s skill in leading a ragtag fractured people through the howling wastes, Moses who was chosen by God as God's preeminent Prophet and leader, did the Israelites eventually stumble into the freedom of the Sinai Peninsula.

The observation of this deliverance was mandated to be observed every year. And originally it had been held in individual homes. But especially in the last few years, the Temple had become the center of all religious observance, and so people turn their faces toward Jerusalem in order to recount, remember, and renew their covenant to obey the commandments of God in thanksgiving for God delivering the people all those centuries ago, delivering the people and making them a unified people out of a ragtag collection of slaves who had forgotten their homes.

And as the children asked their questions so that the stories could be retold, they were reminded that the only thing that kept the Angel of Death from their own family’s doors was the painting of the doorposts and lintels with the blood of spotless lambs that they had then roasted whole and ate, prepared at any time to flee at a moment's notice should Pharaoh's heart turn.

So as they traveled to Jerusalem, the pilgrims arrived knowing that they would have to purchase animals to sacrifice at the altars. On the first day, they would go to the Court of the Gentiles and exchange their Roman currency that had gotten them thus far, for the shekels minted by the Temple in order to pay the Temple tax and be able to participate in all the rituals. They would then purchase oxen if they were wealthy, and sacrificial lambs, or pigeons, or doves, depending upon how wealthy each family was, and bring them to the priests to be sacrificed. The slaughter was nonstop; the lambs were specifically slaughtered from 3:00 to 5:00 PM. And in all these exchanges profit was made-- profit to the money changers, profit to the sellers of the animals, profit to the Temple authorities themselves whose coffers would soon be filled to the brim with taxes paid by the pilgrims.

It was a neat system. The money changers benefited. The sellers of animals benefited. The priests and scribes benefited. Herod, who had been working on rebuilding the Temple for 42 years, benefited by being seen to be a patron of the Jewish faith , despite his uncertain pedigree and claim to the throne. The Romans benefited, because while the people were engaged in their religious rituals , the chance for unrest in trouble greatly decreased.

Until Jesus walked in. and he stood there looking at the buying and the selling, at the bargaining, at the deal-making, at the monetary burden that often was too high a price to pay for the very poor, who were then excluded from full participation in the religious rites of their faith. Jesus saw the Angel of Death hanging over the very seat of God.

And he decided to do something about it. The Prophet Isaiah had declared that the Temple would be “a house of prayer for all nations and for all people,” but all Jesus saw was the profaning of worship. Instead of adoration, he saw a price of admission. Instead of praise, he saw profit. In place of Hallelujahs, he saw haggling. Instead of offerings, he saw deals being struck and bargains being made.

And here we see a different side of Jesus from the gentle shepherd with the unlined, beatific face. His face hardens, but his actions are deliberate. Carefully, deliberately, probably getting more angry as the whip lengthens, he braids the strands of the cords to make his whip, and as he did so, he planned carefully his line of attack.

Jesus engages in an emphatic protest about the commercialization of the Temple cult in this action, and that criticism is NOT lost on the authorities, who make their living off charging for space to the sellers of animals and were suspected of skimming profit off the top of the Temple tax and the money-changing that was required to convert one’s currency from the Roman coins to the sanctuary shekel to pay the Temple tax. 

Jesus is claiming that the point of worship has been monetized and turned into a transaction rather than a point of transformation. The worship of God has gone sideways because now it is all about checking off boxes of obligations rather than true gratitude and reformation. The stuff that is supposed to enable worship has instead taken up all the oxygen and all the room in the outer courtyard.

Jesus is depicted here not as meek and mild, but as angry, engaging in a violent rebuke of those who are selling religious goods within the boundaries of the pinnacle place of worship in the Judaism of that era. In particular, he is attacking the market forces that had invaded worship of God. The money changers are not doing people favors so that pilgrims can pay the Temple tax in Temple currency; instead they profit, of course, and charge a fee for the transaction. Likewise with the sellers of sacrificial animals; they do not seek just to break even but of course to make a profit. And Jesus's active public rebellion here disrupts the flow of profit an exchange of goods, as well as, undoubtedly, the ability of some pilgrims to perform what they thought were their obligations.

Of course, Jesus doesn’t actually “cleanse” the Temple. He creates a ruckus in it, and unlike with the transfer of some of John’s followers to Jesus early in chapter one or the miracle at the wedding at Cana at the start of chapter 2, this is the first time Jesus acts on his own. Jesus’s actions here are a direct challenge to the idea that worship of God is tied to being in ANY specific building.

The Temple in Jesus’s time and for centuries before had developed into the center of religious life for observant Jews—although it would soon be pulled down, stone by stone, by the Romans not long after Jesus’s own crucifixion. But for all those centuries, the Temple was believed to be where God dwelled among God’s people on earth— the focal point of the nation, and of the national way of life.

Jesus turns this upside down. His cryptic comment that the Temple is actually his body means that Jesus is the place now where God can be found on earth -- the primary point for revelation, above anything made with human influence. This includes even scripture, which is often elevated to an object of worship itself and claim to be inerrant when the compilation of scripture was actually accomplished over a process of hundreds of years of human decisions, sifting, accepting, and rejecting some texts depending upon political agendas in the early centuries of the development of the Christian Church.

As we come up on the year anniversary of worship being shut down in our diocese due to the rising pandemic, I am convinced this story has a lot to say for us. Jesus claims that the primary location for the worship of God is not in any building made by human hands, no matter how beloved. The true Temple is in his body, which has two meanings: the flesh and blood and sinew and spirit that resides within him as the Incarnated One, and also among us as the Church at home, the Church as the Body of Christ. 

Whether we are gathered together or remotely, our worship of God does not depend upon a specific place, or a sanctuary, or an altar, as much as those things a beloved tools. But we cannot be dependent upon them. The true worship of God begins in the heart—the heart that seeks to turn and guide the remainder of one’s life to following in the literal footsteps of Jesus as much as can as humble humans who can be empowered by God’s love and call to do great things.

Jesus continually calls us to sweep out all the clutter and distraction and commercialism that can and do distract us from our call as disciples to worship God and share God’s love and reconciliation with all people. Jesus calls us to clean out and let go of all that prevents us from being more fully alive and present to the God who seeks sanctuary within us and within our congregations.

What tables might Jesus overturn in the Temple of our bodies and our lives? Do we recoil from such an idea in shock and fear? Not to worry—I don’t think that’s what would happen. Instead, I think Jesus actually expects us to overturn the tables of the money changers in our own hearts—the places where we criticize and evaluated everything in the church on the basis of cost and benefit, on the basis of whether an activity specifically benefits myself versus does God’s work in the world.

Time for a little spring cleaning. Hopefully no whips will be involved. Time to embrace all that brings us closer to God, and to each other, regardless of what the marketplace might demand.

No building can serve as the central meeting place between God and humanity. Instead, it is Christ's body itself -- which will be offered up and broken through our own rejection of his gospel of love, even today -- that provides the meeting place between God and humanity. That means each of us, as individuals, are called to likewise cleanse and purify ourselves to be fitting Temples for God's presence, a presence that will then captivate us, bless us, and use us for God's greater glory. That is where real worship is.  It means that all of us, as the big C Church that calls itself Christ's body in the world, can no longer passively sit back, ask God to fix all the problems human action have caused in the world, or trust that the completion of mere ritual alone will fulfill our obligations as children of God.

It's time to clean the house of our souls, and to do so with joy an gladness.



Amen.

Preached at the 10:30 online worship from St. Martin's Episcopal Church in Ellisville, MO.

Readings:

Prayer, day 2863: Third Sunday in Lent



We come before You,
O Love above all Loves,
gathered before your altars,
giving thanks to your Holy Name.
Cleanse us of all that separates our hearts from You,
Our Creator and Helper,
that we may worship You with rejoicing.
Open our eyes to see your wonders, O Living God,
that we may hear your call of repentance and new life.
You are our Home, O Savior:
may we carry your healing love into the world.
Joined as one Body,
led by the Spirit,
sanctify us to do your will, O Redeemer.
Pour out your blessing like a balm, Lord Christ,
and gather into your embrace those we now place before You.


Amen.