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Sunday, June 4, 2023

Likes and Loves: Sermon for Trinity Sunday, year A, 2023




A pilot and a priest have died and are waiting in line outside the gates of Heaven for entry. When they reach the front of the line, St. Peter beckons the pilot forth.

"Who are you, so I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?" he asks.

"I am Steven Armstrong of Houston, Texas." St. Peter consults his list.

"Ah, Captain Armstrong! You were an airline pilot for Southwest Airlines for 32 years. Take these silk robes and this staff of gold; you may enter the Kingdom."

St. Peter then beckons the next person in line forth—the priest. He repeats the same question again: "Who are you, so I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"

The priest straightens out. "I am the Reverend Denise Ford of Stanford, Connecticut," she replies. "Episcopal priest for the past 32 years."

"Reverend Ford," St. Peter says as he flips through his list. "Pastor of the Trinity Church for the last 12 years, honest, supportive, kind, diligent in study and always willing to help. Ah, yes. Take these wool robes and this wooden staff and enter the Kingdom," St. Peter says. The priest shrugs and accepts them before entering.

Later, she finds St. Peter out fishing by a crystalline stream. "Sir, I'm just curious, but the man who stood in front of me outside the gates of Heaven was just a pilot, but he got silk robes and a gold staff. I preached and spoke the word of the Lord for most of my life, but I received these wool robes and this wooden staff. What gives?”

St. Peter turns to the priest. "Well, Mother, up here, we go by results. While you preached and gave your sermons, people slept.

"While he flew, and especially during landings, people prayed and called out to Jesus unceasingly."


Welcome to Trinity Sunday. It’s a day so dreaded for preaching that the Rev. Shug and I flipped a coin and I lost. I am hoping that I will neither bore you, put you to sleep, nor make you scream in terror over the next few minutes. It’s a pretty low bar, you might think. But Trinity Sunday is a day dedicated to a concept that is so famously difficult to preach about that seminarians are warned that no matter what they do, they might either bore their audience, put them to sleep, or commit heresy. All choices one normally would like to avoid.

So why do it? Even better, why have to do it every single year????

This is a question I also ask myself every year.

We start with understanding that the basic definition of the Trinity is that there are three “persons” within, but one God, and all three persons as equal.

But just putting it into words, which are finite in meaning on their surface means there are many ways we end up limiting God when we try to talk about God. For instance, I made a distinct choice there not to use the pronoun “him” just there, because God is beyond gender. God has no need for gender. Our *language* does, though, but if we constantly default to speaking of God as male, or female, we prioritize certain expectations about how God operates over others.

Some people claim that the Trinity doesn't even show up in the Hebrew scriptures. Untrue. But sometimes subtle. For instance, where was the Trinity in our creation story? You might discern it right there where God referred to "us" making God in "our" image. Some claim that the story in Genesis about three visitors who came to Abraham under the oaks of Mamre were actually the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. That's the basis for the painting on the cover of our bulletin at this service, by the way. When Jesus is baptized, the Son goes down into the water, the Father's voice rings out, and the Holy Spirit descends on Jesus like a dove.

But even artists struggle with to depict the Trinity. They often show the Holy Spirit as fire, or a dove. When I was younger I saw a medieval painting that showed one figure with three faces overlapping-- there were four eyes because the faces overlapped and three noses anti was truly the stuff of nightmares. Thank God a pope declared that one a heresy itself. Yuck.

Last night I used two different artistic representations in the bulletin for the 505. The first one depicted God as three male figures. The Holy Spirit was shown as a young African man in the foreground. The Son was depicted as an 8-year-old Middle-eastern boy. And the Father was depicted as an elderly Australian Aboriginal man. It’s a beautiful painting by a Welsh artist who deliberately depicts Biblical images as diverse races.



Then elsewhere in the bulletin I used an icon by Kelly Lattimore that updates the famous 14th century Russian icon of the Trinity as three angels sitting around a table that is on the cover of our bulletin today. Many people today love the original icon because it is actually ambiguous as to whether the characters are male or female—as it should be but is pretty much impossible to do, especially in art. Mr. Lattimore goes one step further and, like the painting I just mentioned, has his figures be recognizably from different continents—one is possibly Latin American, one is Asian, and one is African. He also depicts them as more obviously feminine.



As time has gone on, I have become persuaded that those of us in Lectionary-based churches are challenged each year on the Sunday after Pentecost to address the Trinity because it keeps us humble. It reminds us of the limitations of our ability to express great mysteries, whether in words or image or music. It reminds us that God is a great mystery—the greatest mystery of all—and yet also a mystery that at various times reveals Godself to us in our times of greatest need and greatest wonders and joys.

Language, for instance, contains notions of gender. In French and Spanish and German, nouns can be male, female, or neuter. English makes the neutral option kind of “less-than” and privileges a binary way of thinking about gender--one that is frankly not helpful to reflect the realist of gender expression in all of life. And that limitation has fueled the culture wars over people’s personal pronouns right now. Even though no one is aiming their pronouns, or living their lives, for God’s sake, *at” anyone else.

Especially as we enter Pride Month, that understanding right there might go a long way to cooling down the hatred we have been seeing lately directed at our LGBTQ kindred.

What I find fascinating is that people who resist giving people the dignity of being the final arbiter of who they are also espouse a Christianity that does not see God as Trinity—as three persons but one God, and all three persons as equal. They often privilege Jesus, since he was born a human male, or God, since God was often referred to as “Father.” The Holy Spirit is often waaaaaay too squishy to deal with for these folks, usually. I mean, hey, even artists usually depict the Holy Spirit as a bird or as fire rather than in a figural way. Language-wise, however, the words used 99% of the time for the Holy Spirit in both Greek and Hebrew are female. The words for “breath” and “spirit” are female in those original Biblical languages. So then, we are called to consider that the Trinity, mystery that it is, is also a powerful reminder to us that God is NOT gendered, either.

Further, by extension, we are being shown that God’s image is fully present in ALL people-- regardless of what gender—or no gender-- they claim. Thinking about the Trinity as containing a variety of genders or none at all also has deep implications for how we understand human beings. So NOW we might be getting an idea of why this yearly discussion might be useful, after all, for the world in which we live.

And so, we are stuck with using analogies to describe God. Even “Father, Son, and Holy Spirit”—or, if you are old school “Holy Ghost—are imperfect analogies. So we use that formula, but also perhaps consider others, acknowledging all are imperfect. Alternatives include:

There’s “Abba, Christ, Paraclete,” for the Greek-minded.
Source, Word, and Spirit.
Earth-maker, Pain-bearer, Life-Giver, from the New Zealand Prayer Book.
Wisdom of God, Love of God, Grace of God, from a common blessing.
Majesty, Word, Spirit.
Creator, Redeemer, Sanctifier
The Lover, the Beloved, and Love Overflowing (from St. Augustine)

We struggle as we use a variety of ways to talk about what God is “like.” That’s fine—except analogical thinking is in short supply nowadays. It’s not being encouraged in our schools or in a public sphere. Too many people believe that things have to be black or white, up or down, right or wrong. And it’s okay to think that way—if you are a child. As we get older, though, most of us begin to observe that life doesn’t come at us in two options, just like ice cream doesn’t come in just two flavors. As long as we remember that whatever we think God is “like”—whether that’s a three leaf clover or a raindrop or three heavenly beings seated around a table, that God is still MORE yet, besides. God is like…. And off we go, metaphors and similes coming fast and furious. And yet God is so much more besides.

As I mentioned last week, we returned the Creed to our liturgy last week, after the Great Fifty Day Feast of Easter ended. This was a deliberate choice. The Creed came about to try to describe the Trinity, and how it worked, so it’s good to hear it again with new ears. I hope you do. Because if you DO hear it anew, and actually examine what is in the Creed. You will notice that there are a BUNCH of analogies in it to try to describe the three Persons of the Trinity and yet maintain their full equality: "God from God, light from light, true God from true God, begotten not made, one in being..." Think of that again: to recognize the differences among each person of the Trinity, and yet to honor them as equal. Perhaps practicing this with God would help us practice this with each other.

Wouldn’t that be great?

To recognize that despite all the diversity of the way God touches our lives, that ultimately that diversity is still all part of ONE God. That diversity in unity is a strength. A blessing. A gift for living our own lives with each other.

Just as the Trinity is intimately bound up in each other to ultimately be One, so were we created by God. As we begin Pride month, Trinity Sunday calls us to remember that love is the most powerful force in the universe, and we should always stand for MORE love, not less. Or consider that the Rev. Shug and I are wearing our orange stoles to symbolize our hope to work to end gun violence. If we truly took seriously our invitation into the Trinity’s divine dance of love as children of God, would this madness even be possible?

Sure, some might scoff. Not everybody will do it. But how would it change the world if those of us here and those all around who profess to follow Christ would take the power of that Trinitarian love and mutual support seriously?

What would that be like? Isn’t it worth it to try?

St. Patrick was a missionary to the Irish, and we will hear part of one of his poems to the Trinity in one of our songs today. One of the ways he is depicted in icons is holding a shamrock, which he used to try to explain the Holy Trinity to the Celts in Ireland (which is also a heresy if you stop there, but hey, you have to start somewhere….) He was so good at this that the Celts place the idea of the Trinity at the center of their spirituality. And so perhaps we can learn something from them.


In Celtic Christianity, the concept of the Trinity reminds us that the heart of God is about relationship. It’s not about like—it’s about love. It’s about friendship. It’s about community. It’s about those three persons in the Trinity bound together in love, dancing around each other, taking turns stepping forward or stepping back so that different aspects are revealed about God as is right or necessary. That the heart of God is love, and that we, as God’s children, are drawn into that love. That, if we are made in God’s image, just as the three persons in the Trinity depend upon each other and rely upon each, so too we are called to give up our ridiculous notions of isolation and stubborn pride and realize and even celebrate how much we are made for each other. To love each other. To affirm each other. To see our differences as strengths, not as something that separates us, or worse, calls us to attack each other. 

The Trinity models for us what it is like to love and understand each other at the deepest level. As the great proponent of Celtic spirituality John O’Donohue wrote about the love at the center of the Trinity, and our relationship with that One God:

In this love, you are understood as you are without mask or pretension. The superficial and functional lies and half-truths of social acquaintance fall away, you can be as you really are. Love allows understanding to dawn, and understanding is precious. Where you are understood, you are at home. Understanding nourishes belonging. When you really feel understood, you feel free to release yourself into the trust and shelter of the other person’s soul. This recognition is described in a beautiful line from Pablo Neruda: “You are like nobody since I love you.” This art of love discloses the special and sacred identity of the other person. Love is the only light that can truly read the secret signature of the other person’s individuality and soul. Love alone is literate in the world of origin; it can decipher identity and destiny.

…The Christian concept of God as Trinity is the most sublime articulation of otherness and intimacy, an eternal interflow of friendship. This perspective discloses the beautiful fulfillment of our immortal longing in the words of Jesus, who said, Behold, I call you friends. Jesus, as the son of God, is the first Other in the universe; he is the prism of all difference. He is the secret [soul friend] of every individual. In friendship with him, we enter the tender beauty and affection of the Trinity. In the embrace of this eternal friendship, we dare to be free. (
4)

Remembering that we are all beloved of God, all marvelously and wonderfully made by God, made for love in all its true, generous expressions, may we give thanks for being invited into the beautiful mystery of the Trinity, who invites us into the dance of life, or creation, and of celebrating difference and diversity.

Amen.

Preached at the 505 on Saturday June 3 and the 10:30 am Holy Eucharist on June 4 at St. Martin's Episcopal Church in Ellisville, MO.


Readings:

Citations:
1) Holy Trinity icon by Andrei Rublev, ca 1425. 
2) "Christ with Three Faces" image of the Trinity by the Netherlandish school ca 1500. 
3) Kelly Lattimore's icon of the Holy Trinity (used by permission-- all rights reserved). 
4) St. Patrick icon with a shamrock.
5) John O'Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom, pp. 14-15, kindle version.

Thursday, June 1, 2023

AfterGlow: Speaking to the Soul June 1, 2023



In the beginning there was light. 
As the first flash of light danced at creation,
and the gravid Earth burst into song,
as it was formed,
Elizabeth and Mary danced
and rejoiced, so too
reflecting
the dance of Trinity, mothering and brooding over
all three, all three.

Who are we
that God would invite us into the dance?
Who are we
that our lowliness would be swept aside
by the Mighty One
who nourishes the hungry
and cradles the fallen sparrow?

The heavens are telling
that love–
the shy or tentative or bold assent
to the pull of attraction
in either astrophysics or the mystery of God–
holds all together,
disparate bodies treasured, precious
regardless of difference.

So we look up at the blue skies
looking back down at us like the bluest eye,
and so we look at the smallest ant–
all wonders, wonders all, setting us wondering–
lovingly, tenderly made by God’s very fingers.
Each flares out with the divine afterglow of creation
that burns within each heart,
and sets aglow this star-shaped phlox,
echoing that first flash of love
from when this world
was but a thought.


--This was first published at Episcopal Journal and Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on June 1, 2023.

Sunday, May 30, 2021

Entangled Loves: Sermon for Trinity Sunday B

 

It’s a blessing that Trinity Sunday falls the day before the centennial of the Tulsa Race Massacre. On May 31, 1921, a white mob attempted to lynch a black man accused of rape in an elevator in downtown Tulsa. Even though the police were dubious about the entire story, they arrested the young man. The Tulsa evening paper called for him to be lynched. Black veterans showed up at the jail determined to protect him, and a gunshot went off when a white man tried to seize one of their weapons. 

 

Within the next hours, forty square city blocks of one of the most prosperous black communities in the United States was reduced to rubble and ash. Twelve hundred buildings—churches, homes, businesses-- were destroyed, some by firebombs thrown from airplanes. Machine-gun fire raked streets filled with those trying to escape. Probably 300 African Americans died, bodies dumped into the Arkansas River or unceremoniously into unmarked mass graves. Although at first Tulsa’s leadership was appalled, soon, the story of that terrible time and the truth of the deadly consequences of division and hatred were buried, unmarked, as well. The estimated death toll of that day makes May 31, 1921 the day of the worst act of domestic terrorism in United States history.(1)

 

This massacre began with the great evil of division—the sin that denies our common bonds as humans, that encourages murderous jealousy and greed, that tries to divide us so that we are isolated and weak.

 

It is an unfortunate fact that we humans often find it easy to tear things down into their constituent parts. We categorize and separate. But to take a step back and see how all is connected, and to feel that as a reality, is a spiritual as well as a imaginative challenge. Yet scientists are discovering all the time how things we formerly thought were separate are actually united in community.

 

And so it is with us. We have a tendency to break ourselves off from the rest of creation as humans, and then we have the tendency to divide ourselves up further still, by race, language, gender, sexual identity. Chop, chop, chop. Some people even use the Bible to justify such division.

 

But creation tells a very different story, and science is just now beginning to catch up.

 

Physicists now talk about something called quantum entanglement. This is a phenomenon where when a group of particles come into proximity or relationship with each other, they remain influenced by each other even after being separated by distance. Though they separate, they behave as a singular whole. Ironically, many of these same physicists who are also people of faith see the similarity – including the difficulty of describing what this means—in the concept of the Trinity. 


It also reminds us of how even fleeting relationships can change us and remind us of our essential similarities. Even botanists are now seeing similar unifying principles where once only separateness was admitted.

 

In Fishlake National Forest in Utah, in the south-central part of the state, near Kanosh, just east of Interstate 15, south of Salt Lake City and Provo, there is one of the oldest and largest organisms on earth, nicknamed Pando. He covers over 106 acres, but Pando is estimated to weigh 13 million pounds, so he certainly is both more visible and largest in term of weight than any living thing found so far on Earth.  He is also 80,000 years old, born in the Pleistocene epoch, during the last Ice Age. He spent the three-fourths of his life before humans ever stepped foot on this continent approximately 15,000 years ago—indeed he has been alive for half the time that homo sapiens has roamed the planet. He survived and flourished at about the time of a massive die-off that killed three-fourths of large mammals in North America.

 

He (for he is male) is a colony of Quaking Aspen that has been named “Pando” (Lat. “I spread”) by the scientists who have studied him since his discovery in 1968. Above the surface of the ground, he appears as if he is simply 47,000 individual trees. However, under the surface of the ground, Pando is actually one genetically identical organism that spreads via vegetative reproduction, developing a complex and expansive root system that from which shoots rise to pierce the surface of the ground. 

 

Probably there were other seeds that sprouted on that same day and in the long years since. Yet Pando was born at the right time, and in the right place, and with the right characteristics for survival and endurance, as the rest of his generation have themselves subsided back before memory. As he grew, he raised his arms toward the sun, and with all the other trees of the forest, he sang songs of joy and praise before God, dancing in the breeze like David before the Ark. 

 

Pando was already old and wise by the time that stories of Moses were being passed from generation to generation at the juncture of Asia and Africa, thousands of miles away. He had barely begun living alongside humans by the time, half a world away, a wandering teacher named Y’shua began calling disciples along the banks of a small sea called Galilee. 

 

And Pando is not a solitary example. We are now finding that trees talk to each other through their root systems even across species. The beat of a butterfly’s wing on one side of the world can generate a storm on the other. All of this leads to one thing: Separation is an illusion. It also leads us to deny the nature of creation, and the nature of God. Being is relational. Our lives are entangled with others even when-- especially when-- we can't see it.

 

Trinity Sunday is our dedicated yearly reminder—hopefully we think about this more than once a year—that community lies at the very center of God’s inner reality. When the Bible insists “God is love,” it says so because at the heart of the mystery of God lies the Trinity: Holy Spirit, Son, and Father, all drawn together in mutual love that the flows outward to all creation. I deliberately wrote those in a different order than that to which most of us are accustomed, because even as some theologians affirm that each "person" of the Trinity is equal, there often seems to be a preferencing for God the Father to always come first, even though scripture itself often uses other orders. 

 

Why does this matter? Because it puts a sharp point to the lie that our lives within God are hierarchical, solitary, individual, or self-centered. God’s essence is joyful community, equality, affirmation, sharing. The relationship within the Trinity is often described as a dance, and there’s even a fancy word for that: perichoresis.  God’s very self exists in love, kinship, and community, and we are called to be children of God. Further, God draws us into the loving relationship of God through Jesus as Incarnate One in particular. 

 

There’s a story of a monk who was asked by a man if Jesus Christ was his personal savior.

 

“Nope,” the monk replied. “I like to share him.”(2)

 

Sharing is at the heart of God. It is at the heart of the life of faith. And it is at the center of the web of life and love that makes up the universe.

 

We are made in the image of God, and whatever that vague phrase might mean, it has to mean that we are called, with our free will, to choose to live a life worthy of God. To live a life in which we see the concept of the Trinity as a beautiful mystery, yes, but as a beautiful challenge to us all to let love’s call sing out in our lives. If we might truly take hold of the truth that our lives were meant, from the time of creation, to be entangled with each other in love, fellowship, and kinship, how might we be changed?

 

Through Christ, the Beloved Son, we are taken into the very heart of God. We are called to inhibit the same spaces and graces that Jesus himself inhabited as one of us. And it IS possible to love that much and that freely. It’s countercultural, but it is possible. We are called to live as Jesus lived, here on earth, yes—a life that had a beginning and an ending. 

As theologian Mary LaCugna states:

 

“Living trinitarian faith means living God’s life: living from and for God, from and for others. Living trinitarian faith means living as Jesus Christ lived, in persona Christi: preaching the gospel; relying totally on God; offering healing and reconciliation; rejecting laws, customs, conventions that place persons beneath rules; resisting temptation; praying constantly; eating with modern-day lepers and other outcasts; embracing the enemy and the sinner; dying for the sake of the gospel if it is God’s will. Living trinitarian faith means living according to the power and presence of the Holy Spirit: training the eyes of the heart on God’s face and name proclaimed before us in the economy; responding to God in faith, hope and love; eventually becoming unrestrictedly united with God. Living trinitarian faith means living together in harmony and communion with every other creature in the common household of God.”(3)

 

We are all one, held together by the love of God that is the heart of God. May we rejoice in our entangled lives, and our entangled loves. Only then will we know the peace and justice of God.

 

Amen.



Preached at the 10:30 am online Holy Eucharist at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville, MO.


Readings:


Citations:

1) See Tim Madigan, "Remembering Tulsa: American Terror" in Smithsonian Magazine, April 2021, at https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/tulsa-race-massacre-century-later-180977145/

2) Related by Scott Cairns, in "The End of Suffering," in Image Journal, Issue 52, 2006, at https://imagejournal.org/article/the-end-of-suffering/  

3) Catherine Mowry LaCugna, God For Us: The Trinity and Christian Life, 400-401.

Prayer 3042: For Trinity Sunday



Blessed Trinity,
we turn our hearts to You
that you may lead us into community and grace:
hear the prayers of your people,
O Life-giver, Creator, and Savior.

Move over the chaotic waters of our souls,
O Spirit of Renewal,
and create within us new life
woven together in silken threads of faithfulness.
Breathe your justice into us, O Creator,
as we proclaim our origin in your precious Word
and seek the path of our Living Savior.

Teach us to look into our own hearts
with honesty and integrity
that we may purify what needs to be reformed
and strengthen our will to love without limits.

Draw us deeper into your divine dance,
O Holy Three, Mysterious One,
our lives entangled with each other
and with all creation,
that we may rejoice in each other
as reflections of the love at God's very center.

Merciful One,
cast the mantle of your truth upon our shoulders,
and embolden us to be your witnesses.
Grant the cooling balm of your lovingkindness
over all those who seek shelter and care,
as we pray.

Amen.

Monday, September 21, 2020

Prayer 2795



God of Creation,
we praise you with our whole hearts
knowing your eye is upon us
and your love inspires us to discipleship.

Blessed Jesus,
may we take up your yoke with steadfast faith,
revealing your healing presence in each moment.
May we walk in your ways with reverence, O Redeemer,
and draw closer to you in devotion,
for you are the source of life.

Holy One, Blessed Trinity,
may the power of the Holy Spirit wrap around us
like a late-summer breeze
to renew us in zeal as your children.
Give us joy
in taking up our work in your kingdom,
of reflecting your light and truth in the world.

Extend the cooling shade of your blessing,
O Eternal Wisdom,
and let the comfort of your enduring peace
rest upon all for whom we pray.

Amen.

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Prayer 2692: A Prayer of Hope and Renewal


God of the Rising Wave,
Ground of Our Being,
Source of All Blessing,
who dances,
and creation springs up beneath your feet
as you pass by,
we rise to meet your gift of this day.
We praise You and sing to You,
O Blessed Trinity:
Creator, Redeemer, Sustainer;
Maker, Savior, and Wisdom-Giver.

Plant your Spirit within us
that we may grow in wisdom and grace,
making each others' burdens our own
until all may share in the peace of God
and the security of the kingdom of heaven.

May we be bound in love and empathy
until the forces of division have no home,
and the bonds of love and faithfulness
are the only ones known on Earth.

May we dwell in amity and joy,
and tear down injustice within our land 
nd uproot its bitter grip in our hearts.

Create within us clean hearts and right intentions,
that we may view with joyful eye
the dawn of a new day of hope,
secure in our belovedness and purpose
as we work for the glory of your Name.

Bless us to your service, Beloved Jesus,
and place your hand of blessing
over all for whom we pray.

Amen.

Sunday, June 7, 2020

The Big Bang, the Trinity, and the Shared Life: Sermon for Trinity Sunday, June 7, 2020


In the beginning was the formless void.

One second passed.

In the first second after the universe began, the temperature was about 10 billion degrees Fahrenheit, according to NASA. There were fundamental particles such as neutrons, electrons and protons. These decayed or combined as the universe got cooler. Those that combined began the dance of creation itself, drawn by mutual attraction, spinning around each other and dwelling with each other.

Because light could not carry inside of it, this early formless, awakening mass was invisble, were anyone able to look at it. NASA has described it this way: "The free electrons would have caused light (photons) to scatter the way sunlight scatters from the water droplets in clouds." Yet over time, the free electrons met up with nuclei and created neutral atoms. This allowed light to shine through about 380,000 years after the Big Bang.

As scientist and journalist Elizabeth Howell explains, 


This early light — sometimes called the "afterglow" of the Big Bang — is more properly known as the cosmic microwave background (CMB). It was first predicted by Ralph Alpher and other scientists in 1948, but was found only by accident almost 20 years later.
Arno Penzias and Robert Wilson, both of Bell Telephone Laboratories in Murray Hill, New Jersey, were building a radio receiver in 1965 and picking up higher-than-expected temperatures, according to NASA. At first, they thought the anomaly was due to pigeons and their dung, but even after cleaning up the mess and killing pigeons that tried to roost inside the antenna, the anomaly persisted.
Simultaneously, a Princeton University team (led by Robert Dicke) was trying to find evidence of the CMB, and realized that Penzias and Wilson had stumbled upon it. The teams each published papers in the Astrophysical Journal in 1965.(1) 

God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was darkness, and there was light. What our poetic forebears, who told this story around blazing campfires thousands of years ago on the eastern shore of the Mediterranean, called “the first day.”


From the beginning of creation, even as the universe has expanded and continues to accelerate, nonetheless, laws of attraction and combination have formed constellations, galaxies, stars, planets, moons, asteroids and other heavenly bodies. Light became the measuring stick for distances and speeds and time, even as those ancestors counted the turning of the new day not with the rising of the sun but with its setting- perhaps so that they could look up around those campfires into the depths of creation and time itself. There was evening, there was morning, and another day’s work and wonder would begin.

The very lessons of our universe remind us that beginnings lie in darkness, but that the darkness gives way to the light, and both become visible, present to the naked eye. Yet the other lesson from the resonant and wondrous tale of the universe’s beginning—whether expressed by astronomers and astrophysicists or by ancient holy men and women—is that all that we know, all that is good, as God declares in our account from Genesis, comes about through things combining. This mutual dependence enables all that is to become stronger, to expand, to flourish. Those elemental particles that failed to respond to the pull of attraction decayed and died. 

Even as the spaces between the objects in space continue to increase, nonetheless they are tied together by their common origin. The space between doesn’t undermine or diminish the original unity, energy, and essential commonality that existed in that first moment and continues onward.

This is a lesson we forget at our own peril. And that’s why I give thanks for us to have this opportunity today to ponder the mystery and the gift of the reality of the Trinity. This doctrine—described in various places in scripture, even as the term “Trinity” never appears—reminds us that the very God we worship relates to itself and to us only in community. Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; Abba, Christ, and Paraclete; Source, Word, and Advocate; Earth-Maker, Pain-bearer, Life-Giver. All distinct, and yet all one.

Early Greek theologians proposed an important word to explain how the persons within the Trinity related to each other in unity: perichoresis, which, roughly translated, means rotation, to describe the mutual indwelling, mutual existing, and mutual penetration of each person within the Godhead. English theologian Alister McGrath describes perichoresis as allowing “the individuality of the persons [within the Trinity] to be maintained, while insisting that each person shares in the life of the other two.” Yet, a more poetic description of perichoresis, inspired that it shares a root with the word “choreography, perhaps, is “the dance of the Trinity.” Yet this kind of dancing is not like ballroom dancing, where the two partners move largely only in response to each other. This kind of dancing is the kind that invites others to join in.


A few years ago, in Barcelona, my dear friends Joe and Joanie, my daughter Katie, and I were in the town square, watching people from all over the city come together to perform traditional Catalan national songs and join together in folk dances. All around the square, groups of people from four to forty or more would gather around mounds of flowers and form circles by joining hands. Yet those on the outside of the circle were not mere observers—soon the dancers invited others into their circles and move their feet together as a display of their pride in their culture and home. 

And yet, they invited strangers, including my daughter and my myself, to learn the steps and dance with them in their celebration. Even those who were not Catalan were welcomed into the circle, taught the steps and encouraged, and then celebrated as all joined together in celebrating essential unity in diversity, in beautifully expressing the vitality and resilience and mutual bonds of community.


As English priest and poet John Donne insisted four centuries ago, no person is an island, separate from others. And that truth is rooted in the nature of God Godself, and in the nature of our essential relationship to God.

We worship a God who exists in community. We worship a God who creates form from formlessness and light from darkness, a beautiful and necessary darkness because it allows us to see light. We worship a God who calls us into community—and more astoundingly, through Jesus, who is both God and human—invites humanity into God Godself and invites us into the dance. A dance that is the basis of life itself, a shared life that cannot exist without each other. 

By taking on our humanity, God invites us into the dance of divinity. God indwells in us, and we indwell in God. What a wonder! What a blessing! It’s as our psalm today wonders, in the Common English Bible translation, 

3 When I look up at your skies, 
     at what your fingers made— 
     the moon and the stars 
     that you set firmly in place— 
4       what are human beings 
             that you think about them; 
         what are human beings 
             that you pay attention to them? 
5 You’ve made them only slightly less than divine,
   crowning them with glory and grandeur.
6 You’ve let them rule over your handiwork,
   putting everything under their feet— 
7     all sheep and all cattle, 
       the wild animals too, 
8        the birds in the sky, 
          the fish of the ocean, 
              everything that travels the pathways of the sea. (2)

Some have looked at that last claim of dominion over creation and misrepresented and misused it. We have been given the gift of freedom, but that freedom comes with a responsibility and duty to the rest of creation to care for it, to serve it, to realize our indwelling within it, our literal dance within creation, upon which our very existence depends. We are tied together with everything from the smallest honeybee to the most humble laborer halfway around the world who harvested the cotton that made the clothes you are wearing. We are tied together to the man gasping for breath in the street and suffocated by contempt as much as we are tied to familiar friends and family.


Window in St. Gabriel of the Sorrowful Mother, Avondale, PA
In being invited into the dance and life of the Triune God, we are also repeatedly called to celebrate and give thanks for our dependence upon unity with each other. From the simplest perspective, this is one of the most important commandments we repeatedly receive from God, the message given to prophets and sages throughout the ages. Our gospel reminds us of our anointing to each other, our responsibility to share the Good News of salvation to all the ends of the earth, to invite ever more people into the dance of love that shapes, sustains, and blesses us. To invite everyone into life abundant. To stand alongside the oppressed and the exploited and to love them with the same breath given to each and every one of us by God at our birth. To proclaim boldly and joyfully our common humanity, our common dignity, our common loveliness and belovedness in the eyes of God.

This drawing together into mutuality and interdependence flies in the face of those who worship self over community. As we watch people all over the world pour into the streets animated by concern for a man they have never met whose life was taken in a slow, torturous, lynching played out before our very lives, we are called to join in that dance too—this is, in fact, what we are made for. To love one another as much as we love ourselves, and to be willing to lay our breath and movement alongside the vulnerable in reverence to the life and love that calls us into the dance of God, the dance of the Trinity, the dance of the universe. To realize that we are all diminished by even one person’s suffering, and that we are given a holy charge to resist anything that would divide us, to repudiate it as being unholy, death-dealing, and evil.

This is why the doctrine of the Trinity matters. It matters, because it affirms that life abundant is not found through self-centeredness, but through community and mutual aid and unity with one another, with no exceptions. Our task—no, that’s too negative a word. Our joy, our honor, our privilege and gift from God Godself—is to make sure that everyone and everything hears the call to join in, too, and has the ease and the freedom from anxiety, pain, suffering, and fear to take each other’s hands and learn the steps. To be welcomed into a dance that starts in the testimony of astrophysics and the testimony of scripture that love, the saying yes to the pull of attraction between bodies that are all equally treasured and honored regardless of difference. This love and unity is the force that binds the universe together and allows it to flourish, and draws us into life eternal and abundant.


Margie Thompson, Dance of the Trinity
This is how we participate in the life of God—a God who could take no notice of us, as our psalm reminds us, but instead chooses to lift us up into the divine life itself. A God who reaches out to us in love repeatedly, despite our circumstances or flaws, despite our sin and willfulness and tendency to cruelty when we give in to fear. As we join in the dance, we find that those things that we clutch to ourselves, like hatred, racism, violence, exploitation, contempt, hard-heartedness, fall away, spun off in the beauty of the dance of love that God has knit into creation from its very first bursting forth from the womb.

This day is a new beginning. May we clasp hands in love and hope, and join in the dance that unites us with God and unites ourselves with one another.

Amen.



Preached at the 10:30 am online service from St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville, on June 7, 2020.


Readings:
Genesis 1:1-2:4a
2 Corinthians 13:11-13
Psalm 8
Matthew 28:16-20


Sources:
1) Elizabeth Howell, “What Is The Big Bang Theory?” November 7, 2017, at Space.comhttps://www.space.com/25126-big-bang-theory.html
2) Alister McGrath, Christian Theology: An Introduction, p. 325, cited in “Perichoresis,” in Theopedia, https://www.theopedia.com/Perichoresis.
3) Psalm 8:4-8, from the Common English Bible.


Prayer, day 2689: Trinity Sunday


Almighty, Life-Giving God,
we gather before your altars
in cathedrals and in temples,
in cities, towns, and woodlands,
proclaiming our thanks
for your abundant blessings in our lives.

Fill us, we pray, with the love of God,
that calls us and all creation into unity,
that we may be filled with compassion.
Mold us, we pray, into imitators of Jesus,
embodying the healing and reconciling power
of God in human flesh.
Imbue us, we pray, with the power of the Holy Spirit:
may we welcome her wisdom and fire in our lives
and be transformed as true disciples,
witnessing to your glory in the world.

Holy Trinity, draw us into your dance of love,
and pour out your blessing and grace
upon all who seek You.
Grant rest and comfort to the weary,
solace to the bereft,
and peace to those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Saturday, April 4, 2020

Prayer, day 2623


Be among us, Lord Jesus,
as we make our prayers to You.

Be among us, O Almighty One,
as we meditate upon your Word
and remember your saving help.
Be among us, O Spirit of Truth,
to guide our hearts, minds, and souls
and make them holy offerings to our God.
Be among us, O God,
as storms rage without and within,
and lead us to safety and reconciliation.

May peace, justice, compassion, and love reign
in our lives today, O Merciful One.
May we embody God's grace in our words and deeds,
and testify always to your mercy and care as we pray.

Amen.

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Prayer, day 2621


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.

Monday, October 21, 2019

Prayer 2456


Holy One,
we rise to center our hearts in you,
offering you thanks and praise
for your protection and love;
for you are Creator of All--
Creator of this little bird
and Creator of the seed she is eating.

You gather all things to yourself, O Merciful One,
and we rejoice at your lovingkindness,
O Holy and Undivided Trinity:
Source of All Being, Incarnate Word, and Holy Spirit.
Help us be alert for opportunities
to do justice,
to love mercy,
and walk humbly beside You, O God,
that our testimony to your beauty
may be a light to all who see.

By the power of the Holy Spirit,
make us wise and resourceful in fulfilling our call,
offering to You, O God,
from the blessings you have given us,
that we as your disciples
may do your work in the world around us.
Beloved Savior,
press the kiss of your healing love
on all who turn to you
for comfort, for relief, for peace,
especially those for whom we now pray.

Amen.