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Sunday, October 5, 2025

Living By Our Faith: Sermon for Proper 22C



Today we complete the five-week liturgical season of creation in the Episcopal Church. The season is planned so that it concludes with the Feast of St. Francis of Assisi, which is celebrated yesterday, on October 4.

In yesterday's Beacon, I shared with you all a sweet story of St. Francis preaching to the birds about gratitude. In his Sermon to the Birds, the Saint noted that the birds receive everything they need for their not just survival, but flourishing, from the abundant creation God provides in all its complexity. If you remember, in the story the birds then flew into the sky, formed the shape of a cross, and then divided into four groups and flew away, each group in a cardinal direction, to share the gospel of Christ all over the world.

Francis's love of nature, and the way that his spirit was nurtured by the natural world as a living testament to God's mind-blowing love for us, is quite famous, and so tender. No wonder he is that patron saint for creation.

The readings we hear today however, are the readings regularly scheduled for this week, not the propers for our saint. And yet it is interesting to examine the way that the life of the saint intersects with our readings we just heard about having faith in God in the face of injustice.

For there was another side to Francis than just a tree-hugging nature lover. His story is also an incredible conversion story. In his youth, he had been a wealthy young man, born into a wealthy merchant family, and he lived the life of a playboy-- a kind of work hard, play hard kind of existence. He also became a soldier and fought in the Crusades, killing in the name of Christ as European armies attempted to win the Holy Lands from the control of Muslims. He was captured and imprisoned, became very ill, and was released to return home to recover. It was during the recovery that Francis began experiencing his first visions of the presence of Christ in his life. Francis abandoned his wealth, his privilege, renouncing them all, and soon became a wandering preacher who lived by begging from town to town, occasionally gathering followers as he went along.

Francis looked upon a church that at the time was a sponsor of warfare through the Crusades-- He himself knew that first hand. And yet the more that he preached and lived a life of poverty and simplicity in solidarity with the poor and the marginalized. He also realized that the gospel of Christ called him to renounce violence. As he went from town to town, he would great people by saying, " "Pace e Bene!" -- "Peace and goodness to you!"

He devoted himself so firmly to the cause of nonviolence and the renunciation of war that in 1219 he trailed behind crusaders heading for the next wave of fighting, and spent a year walking from Italy to North Africa, where the Sultan who led the Muslim armies was encamped. After pleading with the Cardinal who led the Christian armies to stop the violence and killing, and being turned back with scorn and derision, he then managed to gain an audience with the Sultan to urge the same thing, impressing the Sultan greatly by his humility and piety.

Francis did not succeed in his mission to either side, and the wars continued to rage on. Yet this aspect of the saint's life is where we see a connection with the readings that we have just heard. In our reading from Habakkuk, we hear yet another prophet they're crying the oppression of the poor and the lack of justice that is available in the land. God answers the prophets lament in the first half of our first reading by reminding The prophet, and all who listened to him, that God's will and God's justice are not based upon abstract principles of winning and losing, especially not of power and the will to use it. Instead, God joins the prophet in Condemning the perversion of justice that is pervading the government of Israel. Our brief reading ends with this observation: "Look at the proud! Their spirit is not right in them, but the righteous live by their faith."

This declaration leads directly into the opening verses of our gospel passage. In the opening verse, we hear are apostles exclaim, "Increase our faith!" Jesus then goes on to tell the apostles that if they had the faith the size of a mustard seed, they would be willing to accomplish great things. It mustard seed of course was one of the tiniest of all seeds, then and now.

Surely, the apostles have faith that size. Surely the crowd's following Jesus have faith that size. Surely we can have faith that size, faith in a God who calls us to work for justice and to fight against oppression, even in the face of our position by the world all around us, just as Saint Francis himself faced in preaching a gospel of nonviolence, yes, but also a gospel that called Christians to be willing to place everything on the line who could not in the cause of those on the margins, those who were most vulnerable, those who could not speak for themselves, and who would not be heard, even if they had tried.

Jesus's message, amplified by servants like Saint Francis, is just as relevant today as it was 2000 years ago. Especially now, as we are plunged into a world in which the nihilistic pursuit of power and wealth justifies or, kidnapping, violence, and even contemplates genocide.

Jesus's entire life of ministry on this earth was lived in the pursuit of embodying God's justice-- which is not based on punishment and violence, but on love and mercy and grace. It is a life that we who follow Jesus are also charged with taking up as our calling: like Jesu, to give of ourselves and of our resources to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, heal the sick, welcome the stranger and the homeless, and transcend barriers.

This is the heart of the gospel, this is what Saint Francis sought to embody in his life, and what we are called to embody in ours. We are not called to silence and apathy in the face of the pain and suffering that swirls around us. We are called to seize hold of our mustard seed faith, to plant it in the soil of the love that God has for each and every one of us, and then to share that faith in action abundantly by standing up for those who are unable to stand up for themselves. We are called especially to renounce a gospel of hatred, a gospel of destruction, a gospel of exploiting human and beast and forest for the profit of only a few.

On the day Saint Francis died, he said to his followers, "We have only begun to practice the gospel." Seven hundred years later, those words still ring true, and yet we have the assurance that God calls us into relationship with each other through even the tiniest amount of faith, faith which is in itself can achieve miracles. Amen.


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Preached at the 505 on October 4 and the 10:30 Eucharist on October 5, 2025.

Wednesday, October 18, 2023

Prayer 3885: For Peace and Compassion



Most Holy God,
we turn our eyes to the rising sun,
and our hearts to your commandments.

May we dedicate ourselves to your instruction
to love one another as You love us;
to turn aside from war to be makers of peace;
to seek reconciliation and healing
in our relationships with God and each other.

Strengthen us in compassion and mercy;
give us a delight and awe at your handiwork all around us;
help us to tread gently upon this earth
and as companions in your Way of Love and Justice.

Spread the canopy of your protection, we pray,
over all who turn to you for help, O Most Holy,
especially for those we now name.

Amen.

Thursday, July 6, 2023

After the Fireworks: Speaking to the Soul for July 6, 2023



The moon beams aloft, reclaiming her throne
from the waning of rockets’ red glare; 

Dogs army-crawl, dazed, from under our beds,
still in shock from bombs bursting in air; 

The owl and whip-poor-will renew their song,
vesper hymns lifted God-ward once more, 

That true freedom rings out in sounds of peace--
precious after the echoes of war.



This was first published at Episcopal Journal and Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on July 6, 2023.

Sunday, May 22, 2022

The Shalom of Resurrection: Sermon for Easter 6C



“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.”

For several chapters in John’s gospel. Jesus gives an extended speech known as his Farewell Discourse, and we have spent the last few weeks of the Easter season reminding ourselves of what instructions Jesus gave his disciples, including us, as his earthly ministry was drawing to a close. And it doesn’t take much imagination to understand that what Jesus is saying, the disciples do not want to hear. They don’t want him to leave them. Nobody wants the people they love to leave.

And so the disciples are afraid and anxious, facing an unknown future. Just like us. We have been thrown into a state of constant upheaval particularly since March 2020, when the entire world seemed to halt in midstride due to the outbreak of a novel coronavirus now known as “COVID-19” and all its variants. In the early days, when there was no treatment, much less vaccines or boosters, there was fear, and panic. Both of these things stemmed from a lack of knowledge, a lack of certainty. And that lack of knowing is also exactly what Jesus’s disciples are facing as he tries to make them understand what is about to happen, and as he spends several long chapters describing something unimaginable to his friends.

The late, great Tom Petty once famously sang that “the waiting is the hardest part.” He was right—because waiting when you don’t know what the way forward into the Great Unknown—which Tom called “the Great Wide Open” in another song—is exhausting. And so we are tired.

In response to the fears the disciples have been plunged into, fears of abandonment and uncertainty at the potential loss of their beloved teacher, Jesus offers what sounds like a simple gift: peace. The word peace is repeated: “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you….” This is a precious gift indeed and much needed, since Jesus tells his friends he is leaving them. But Jesus reminds them that the gifts that come from God are untarnished and unsullied by the penury that functions in society when he continues: “I do not give to you as the world gives.”

I think of the juxtaposition between the way society “gives” and God gives. “The world” around us focuses on profit, leverage, competition, and advantage. It encourages giving only if that giving does not inconvenience oneself—giving out of one’s remnants rather than giving out of our first fruits, as the earliest scriptures commanded.

But too many among us are also angry, which is another reaction to stress. And anger is dangerous when it leads to hatred and violence, to looking for scapegoats instead of working for understanding and positive change.

The key to managing the kind of stress and uncertainty in which we have been often lies not in defying but in managing our expectations. Some people today manage them by adopting the lowest standard, like those who are determined to expect the worst from the people around them and from the institutions that make up society. This can make one seem savvy rather than naïve. After all, disappointment is often a daily dish served cold to each of us.

But having expectations be set cynically low leads not just to worse behavior from others—it leads to worse behavior in ourselves. After all, in the transactional world in which we live, the golden rule itself has been twisted from its original intent. It used to be “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” It seems like all too often lately, that has instead become “Do unto others before they can do something to you first. Too many of our fellow citizens walk around angry, frustrated and focused on their grievances, whether real or imagined. This especially is on my mind as we hear of a teenaged white supremacist in Buffalo driving all the way across the state to murder Black people in a grocery store in a black neighborhood based on a paranoid delusion that white people are endangered by the mere presence of people of color.

The “peace” the world offers us is too often no peace at all. It is a peace that is based on a lie, of denying that injustice and inequality exists. It is a peace bought at the price of inaction and silence in the face of evil. It is a peace that requires no shared sense of purpose but that pushes the burden onto other people. It is a peace that requires the suffering to be patient in their suffering rather than disrupt the status quo and question those whom he status quo benefits.

The peace that Jesus offers to his disciples and therefore to us, however, is not the peace that the world offers. The peace Jesus talks about is a word most of us have heard: shalom.

Shalom is an amazing word. Apparently it’s one of those words that has a multitude of synonyms when translated into English, and no matter what, we still don’t get the full equivalent of its meaning. Those of us who are not speakers of Hebrew hear “shalom” often as a synonym for the word “peace,” and indeed that is how “shalom” was translated in our reading. But shalom means much more than this. Shalom can also be used to express health, wholeness, completeness, welfare, safety, tranquility, perfectness, harmony, rest, or health. A state of shalom is a state of completion. A state of shalom is a state without fear. It’s exactly the kind of situation as described in our readin from the Book of Revelation.

Shalom, real peace and contentment even when we encounter setbacks, is the embodiment of a phrase we pray all the time in the Lord’s Prayer as we will in just a few minutes: “Thy kingdom come; thy will be done/ On Earth as it is in Heaven.” Do we mean it? Then we can start by living the resurrection, right here, right now.

In praying that prayer, we are not asking God to come in and fix everything that is wrong with the world we have made. We are praying for the strength, the wisdom, and the love to make God’s will of peace, plenty, and security our own will. We are not praying for peace for ourselves—that’s giving as the world gives. Instead, we are praying for our hearts and minds to be transformed so that we can embody Christ’s peace here on Earth the peace that God wills for all, whether friend or stranger. Peace that is not merely the absence of tension and division, to expand upon a statement by the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., but the presence of justice.

Shalom is the very definition of a resurrection-shaped life. Shalom is the fulfillment of Jesus’s promise to us, but it can only be fulfilled if we demand peace and justice not just for ourselves but for our brothers and sisters. A society cannot live in wholeness and health if it does not tend to the well-being of all its members—and this is triply true of a society which claims to be.

Shalom cannot happen by accident— it requires the deliberate practice of love and justice for even the least in society. We love peace, but we must love justice more. Welfare for all cannot be harnessed to the plow of inequity. Urging others to peace must never be used to mean passive acquiescence to evil.

Now, the cry, “Peace!” can also be used to urge patience. “Peace!” can be used to tell us to be still. “Peace!” can be used as a way to urge people to give in to injustice in the name of order. “Peace!” is a lie when put in the mouths of those facing protest against their own actions. “Peace!” can be used to encourage silence in the face of robbery. “Peace!” can be used as a way to urge others to tolerate wrong. This demand for order over integrity is a demand for willful blindness. This was the situation Dr. King faced while jailed in Birmingham, when religious leaders in the community urged peace in place of the demands of justice, when they urged patience in the face of inequality.

If we close our eyes to injustice, we turn our backs on Christ’s peace and become hypocrites to the call of Jesus to create the Kingdom of God on Earth.

In 2017, some good friends of mine surprised me with tickets to see Arlo Guthrie in concert on the 50th anniversary of his album “Alice’s Restaurant.” It was a wonderful evening and Arlo put everything into it he could, even though he was ailing and had slowed down considerably since the last time I had seen him in college, and his daughter took over performing at times so he could have breaks at times during the concert, and she was an amazing performer herself. He ended the concert with a song whose lyrics were written by his father, the great Woody Guthrie, that Arlo had put to music. It was called “My Peace,” and he encouraged the audience to join in singing the simple but profound words:

My peace, my peace is all I’ve got that I can give to you
My peace is all I ever had that’s all I ever knew
I give my peace to green and black and red and white and blue
My peace my peace is all I’ve got that I can give to you.

My peace, my peace is all I’ve got and all I've ever known
My peace is worth a thousand times more than anything I own
I pass my peace around and about ‘cross hands of every hue;
I guess my peace is just about all I’ve got to give to you. (1)


The heart of the resurrected life is a life is which we, as followers of Jesus, offer our peace, the peace we have received from Jesus, to the world, just as the song insisted. To demonstrate the love of God for us, to do as well as say, we are called to practice shalom in all its gradients. Peace that brings forth justice. Peace that brings forth reconciliation. Peace that works against poverty. Peace that values the least rather than the powerful. Peace that is true shalom, called for by the prophets throughout history and implied in our gospel. That’s why God calls us to practice peace, real peace through witness in our lives and actions. Our actions and our lives have to serve as witness to reflect God’s love for us back into the world.

Justice, mercy, empathy, and love for all are the building blocks for lasting peace. The society God wants us to build has been described to us repeatedly. We are to care for the widow and the orphan, without distinction. We are called to feel the wounds of the world as Jesus did—to see them, and then work to heal them. We are to feed the hungry, even if our loaves are few and our fish are small. We are to insist upon a society in which there are not winners or losers, but in which each other person’s suffering is our own. We are not to be self-righteous in the face of poverty lest we reveal the poverty of our own spirits. We are called to action, not passivity, if we truly want to practice who we claim to be.

The Rev. Shug and I are wearing orange stoles today to memorialize the lives lost this week in mass shootings. And even more appalling is that there have been already 201 mass shooting in the US already in 2022, and we are only in the 19th week of the year.

The events of the last few weeks and months insist once again on us understanding this truth: evil cannot be overcome by evil-- it can only be overcome by good. Let us be united in our denunciation of the evils of racism, gun violence, and hatred. Let us pray for the souls of those victims of course. But let us be willing to ourselves act to eliminate the scourge of maimings and killings in which our society is drenched. Then and only then, will we truly embody the resurrection of heart, mind, and soul to which we commit ourselves each time we pray that prayer, and gather together here, individually and as the Body of Christ.

We are also called to take the long view as Christians—and to see the image of God in every person. We are called to serve our neighbors and love our enemies. We are an Easter people—a resurrection people. That means that we see that working to make our society more just and more filled with shalom will also increase our own connection with God and each other. The work of shalom, justice, and mercy is holy, and it benefits us all.

Peace, true peace, is a gift that blesses us only if it is shared with others—and the more the better. Jesus gives us the gift of shalom so that, by the help of the Holy Spirit, we can share that gift of shalom with those around us—and therefore we ALL benefit. Let us give of ourselves—not as the world gives, but as Christ gives to us.

Amen.


Preached at the 505, and the  8 and 10:30 Holy Eucharist at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville, MO on May 21 and 22, 2022.

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Citations:
1) Woody Guthrie, "My Peace," lyrics found at https://woodyguthrie.org/Lyrics/My_Peace.htm   A video of Arlo Guthrie performing this song can be viewed below.





Thursday, November 11, 2021

The Spirit of Service: Speaking to the Soul, November 11, 2021




Isaiah 58:6-12, Matthew 25:31-40

One hundred and three years ago on this day, a terrible war was at last grinding to a halt across much of the world. Those in charge of the perpetrating that war decided to declare an armistice on the feast day of the patron saint of soldiers (as well as conscientious objectors). So, on the Feast of St. Martin the Merciful of Tours, the trenches across Europe and Asia at long last grew silent, and the so-called “Great War” shuddered to a bloody halt. Today, here in America, we call today Veteran’s Day. We must never forget this as a day of peace honoring first that one who had the strength to lay down his weapons and take up the shield of faith, clothing himself in a spirit of service to others.

The assigned readings in today’s lectionary valorize not war, but peace. The reading from Isaiah is a bold proclamation of abundance that leads to the celebration of the dream of God for our lives. The prophetic words insist not that might makes right, but that the greatest strength is demonstrated by standing in solidarity with the vulnerable and the oppressed. The gospel reading insists that the face of Christ is found in every person in need whom we encounter, just as Martin showed mercy on a beggar in Amiens and gave him half his cloak, the first step in his journey from soldier to servant of Christ. And so, may we take a moment to center our hearts in gratitude for those who have laid aside their own desires to embrace a life of service, humility, and compassion, and to seek to follow in that same path.

We praise You,
O Compassionate One,
and lift our hearts
to be filled by your light.

May we embrace your call to sacrifice
that we may seek to serve others
as Blessed Martin did,
seeking not our own will but yours.
May we devote our lives and resources to peace

and the good of others:
setting the oppressed free,
feeding the hungry,
clothing those who are naked,
housing the homeless and the refugee.

Clothe us, O Lord,
in a spirit of compassion and generosity,
draped in a mantle of honor and integrity:
give us the imagination
to see ourselves
in the place of our suffering kindred.

May we see the face of our Savior,
in the one shivering in the cold,
and in the refugee fleeing the ravages of war.

May we put down our swords
in the name of your love, Blessed Jesus,
and work for true peace in the world.

Grant your peace and healing, O Great Physician,
to all in recovery from the shock and horror of war,
that they may lay down their arms in safety and gratitude.

Pour out your spirit upon us,
O God of Grace,
and grant your blessing to all who seek You.

Amen.



This was first published at Episcopal Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on November 11, 2021.

Image: 12th century drawing of St. Martin with the beggar (who was Christ).

Sunday, August 22, 2021

The Armor of Vulnerability: Sermon for the 13th Sunday after Pentecost (Proper 16B)


I used to love to watch war movies with my Dad, especially those John Wayne classics like The Sands of Iwo Jima and The Longest Day. We loved The Fighting Seabees, because my Dad WAS a Seabee in World War II. I also loved playing games based on battle: Battleship,Stratego, and Risk.

In all those movies and in all those games, there were a few life lessons scattered in there for anyone, whether destined for the military or not. Think twice about attacking if you are outnumbered. Always try to defend the high ground, not the low ground. An army travels on its stomach. Offense is more costly and risky than defense if you are defending your home turf. Even: Never get a tattoo while drunk.

And of course, I grew up in churches that used war metaphors in their hymns, hymns like “Onward Christian Soldiers,” and “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” (which, while it is a patriotic song written during the Civil War, was also in the hymnals of most churches we attended when I was little). Then there were other hymns that glorified the topic of blood: “Because He Lives,” “Are You Washed in the Blood?” “Nothing But the Blood” “What Can Wash Away My Sin?”-- all drawing on the image in the Book of Revelations about the faithful being washed in the blood of the Lamb of God, and made white as snow.

So many words in that image right there that can be deeply problematic if not handled carefully. When I was really little, and trying to understand that last song particularly, I also used to wonder how my friends who were people of color felt about being turned white by Jesus—until I was old enough to read the verse and see that it was talking about garments, not skin. But still, the privileging of the color “white” and its association with some people can be very much misused in prejudiced persons’ hands.

And so, the readings this week brought back some memories—memories of being taught a pugnacious faith, a faith in which Christians were deemed to be persecuted by society and under assault by Satan in a place where every business still was forced under law to be closed until noon on Sunday, the Christian day of worship, and in which my sixth grade homeroom teacher in a public school forced each one of us to take a turn leading the class in prayer every morning, and in which the study of the Old Testament was in the Tulsa Public Schools’ English curriculum not once but TWICE between grades 9-12. And the kids we had in school who were NOT Christian—in particular, the Jewish kids and the Buddhist kids who were refugees from Vietnam and Cambodia—were left to understand that America was a Christian nation, and if they wanted to fit in, they needed to get with the program. Which isn’t exactly how Jesus would have put it.

And these verses from Ephesians were often a chosen text in urging Christians to be ready to violently respond in defense of their faith in Jesus. This section is sometimes referred to as “The Armor of God.” The voice used her is a voice of command—the imperative. That is admirably suited for a passage so filled with martial language. Christians are ordered to take up our positions, to pray (repeated three times) and be alert.

Let’s catalogue the military terms that are scattered like buckshot through this brief passage: “armor” (twice), “belt,” “breastplate,” “shield,” “arrows,” “helmet,” “sword.” Then notice the verbs: “stand” (as in military formation) is used four times; “take” is used three times; “put on” is used three times. The New Interpreters’ Study Bible notes that the word translated as “take” in v. 13 is used in military context for preparations before battle. The order in which the Christian puts each item on is the order used when putting on actual armor and at the end one puts on one’s helmet and places his sword in the sheath.

But then let’s remember who the Christians at Ephesus were: a tiny minority group who chose to follow Jesus in a huge port city that made its living on trade and pagan worship, especially dominated by a Temple of the Goddess Artemis—that also served as one of the biggest banks in the Mediterranean-- that was so big it was one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. That is a VERY different context from ours today, even with fewer people attending church. Even now, for some, claiming the title of Christian is a means to social acceptance and upward mobility, a path to belonging rather than to a life of faithful witness.

The pressure was on these early Christians known as the Ephesians from two directions. First, many of them had converted from Judaism, and Jesus was NOT considered to be the messiah by mainstream Judaism. Second, those who were Gentiles had converted from the civic pagan faith, and their abandonment was feared to possibly bring about the wrath of the gods. They were a tiny, ragtag group of people living in a culture that could turn hostile should some calamity descend and should their neighbors need a convenient scapegoat. They were vulnerable in the worst meaning of that word.

Thus, St. Paul has to urge them to keep the faith. But he does NOT do it by urging them to take up arms against their neighbors. Almost every single piece of the armor mentioned in his metaphorical list is defensive, not offensive. He is also clear that this armor is put on for the gospel of PEACE. The world was already a violent enough place. Jesus spent his public ministry urging people to put down their hatreds, their violent tendencies, and instead to love their enemies and pray for them. Even in this week’s gospel, when people are offended by his blunt words, he doesn’t force them to listen or force them to stay—he lets them depart in peace.

It is even more of a stark contrast to see that the thing Paul is urging those Ephesian Christians to defend in such military terms is “the gospel of peace.” Notice that some of the words used here were also used in our psalm: strength, and then the urging to prayer. Further, the belt Paul urges wearing is truth, the breastplate is righteousness, the shield is faith, the helmet is salvation, and the sword is the Spirit, which is equated with the word of God (not in the sense of Jesus or the scriptures, but in the sense of general revelation). In other words, the tools given to us in the fight against evil are gifts from God, and a sign of God’s loving-kindness toward us.

Nowadays, many of us are rightfully uneasy with concepts of religious warfare, tainted as this imagery is with the evils of the crusades, forced conversion as in Spain in the 15thcentury, jihad throughout the ages, and so on. We continuously see Christians at war against even other Christians. Yet at the same time, the world is in need of people willing to put their entire being behind living out the gospel of peace, grace, and mercy, who ARE willing to stand up for and alongside the cause of the poor, the oppressed, the marginalized.

We see Muslim attacking Muslim in Afghanistan right now, with the Taliban attempting to use brutal, military force to impose their fundamentalist, rigid understanding of Islam on their neighbors who have thus far not been persuaded by their words and deeds. Their willingness to kill fellow Muslims in the name of a religion whose name means “Surrender” shows that Christianity is not alone in its tendency to misplace the peaceful heart of faith with the fist of war.

It is important, therefore, to treat these texts respectfully and also carefully. As we have seen repeatedly over the last many months, sometimes one has to physically put one’s body on the line in the cause of justice and creating a lasting PEACE within society. Our efforts are not in the cause of force and oppression, but must be in the service of the “peace of God,” which surpasses human understanding. Jesus’s gospel is one of vulnerability in the BEST sense: openness, the willingness to lay down one’s privileges for the service of the weakest members of society. Just as Jesus himself did, again and again. It’s a vulnerability that projects strength, not fear,because it is grounded in love and service to others.

Does Paul say this armor is to be used to attack others? NO. He says the armor of God will make Jesus’s disciples who put it on bold—bold in proclaiming the living, loving faith of Jesus, in word and deed—ESPECIALLY against the forces of anger, violence, and destruction. It calls for us to be made WISE, not murderous. The armor of God is the armor of love in the face of hatred.

In the end, we have to remember that armor is just an empty shell. Armor’s importance lies in protecting the one wearing it. God’s armor is not meant to block out the cries those around us, but to enable us to stand alongside them in solidarity. The armor of God is what we put on every day that we choose to not just be fans of Jesus but to be followers of Jesus. This armor acknowledges our vulnerability and our freedom to choose a way of life that is NOT always easy, that does come with some cost and sacrifice.

We hear that kind of vulnerability in Jesus’s question to his closest disciples as some of the crowd drifts off in our gospel, shocked by his unflinching talk about blood and flesh. “Do you also want to go away?” he asked sadly, yet with understanding and compassion. Jesus’s love is a freeing love; Jesus’s path is a path NO ONE can be forced to walk. At the heart of this love is the great mystery: that Jesus doesn’t just come to save us from hell, but to show us the way of life as we are living it. It is a life lived for each other no matter how distant or different we are from each other.

We are called to fight for love over conquest, and to fight using our hearts and our honesty, not our fists. May we all choose the armor of truth, the armor of righteousness, the armor of love and light—the armor of vulnerability.



Preached at the 10:30 in-person and online service at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville, MO.

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Thursday, November 5, 2020

The Better Angels of Our Nature: Speaking to the Soul for November 5, 2020


This last Sunday the gospel we heard, leading us into Election Day, was
Matthew 5:1-12, when Jesus sits down on a mountain to teach the crowds, and we receive one of the two versions of the Beatitudes in the gospels.

"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
"Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they will receive mercy.
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
"Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. "Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.”


I am grateful for this gospel being stretched over us like a canopy this week. Many of us are anxious for an extra reason in the next few days: the election on Tuesday. We have all heard people, even before voting began, anticipating their idea of the worst and vowing to resist violently and to turn on their political opponents.

This is NOT the American way, nor is it the way of people of faith. But it does have precedent in American history.

In the election of 1860, Abraham Lincoln was elected president in a fractious election that featured the vote split among four candidates. After the electoral college met in December of 1860, states began attempting to secede from the Union, even before Lincoln took office on March 4, 1861. Seven states had announced their decision to part by the time Lincoln addressed the nation in his first words as president. In his First Inaugural address, he appealed to calm, reason, and affection, to shared history and values. Lincoln closed with this plea:

We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.


In the end, Union prevailed, albeit at great and terrible cost, but unity remains harder to come by, even now. Yet it is never too late to turn aside from the forces of division, and embrace hope.

Look back over that list of eight blessings from Matthew. Each of them refers to better angels of our nature. Each of these blessings begins in the present (Blessed ARE…) and points to the future (for they WILL BE…), except for the first and the eighth statements, which say that the poor in spirit—the downcast, the anxious, in other words-- and those who are persecuted are blessed “for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

Is. Present tense. And so too, our political lives are rooted in the present, but should look forward in hope to a better future for all.

And yet, as the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, preached in a perfectly named sermon entitled “When Peace Becomes Obnoxious,” we are confronted with this powerful stone of truth: "True peace is not the absence of tension, but the presence of justice.” We cannot have peace if it is founded upon silence in the face of injustice and the suffering of others in the sake of profit. That is the way of the world—that world that Jesus calls us to work together to overturn in the Beatitudes.

The Beatitudes remind us that those who are especially blessed of God are not the high and mighty ones, but those who are on the side of those the world esteems little: the poor, the weak, the suffering, the innocent, the peacemakers, and those who persevere in discipleship even when they stand at risk of unjustly losing all the things the world values. The Beatitudes are addressed to the Church, those who proclaim that they are disciples of Jesus. Those who are blessed are those who look beyond themselves.

No matter what the results on Tuesday are, however long it takes to resolve, I pray for us all to be bold witnesses and peacemakers who stand for justice, unity, and respecting the dignity and worth of every person.




This was first published at Episcopal Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on November 5, 2020. It is adapted from my weekly rector's reflection at St. Martin's Episcopal Church on October 30, 2020.

Friday, May 15, 2020

Prayer, day 2665: Inspired by the Beatitudes in Matthew


(inspired by Matthew 5:1-10)
O God, You bless us in every moment, and uphold us by the strength of your Love: hear our prayer, for our hope is in You.
Bless those who work as your servants, for they have fixed their hearts upon salvation in each moment
.
Bless those who are gentle and kind, for they draw others to You through their witness.
Bless those who hunger for a just society, for they seek to build the kingdom of God.
Bless those who demonstrate mercy and forgiveness, for they live out a life of Love and Charity.
Bless those who are innocent and childlike, for their hearts are always open to You.
Bless those who spread peace in their wake, for they call us to live as better people and children of your household.
Bless those who suffer for their faith, for their resolve will never be shaken.
Bless those who cry out to You, for they know that God will fulfill all their needs.


Amen. 

Thursday, January 9, 2020

Prayer, day 2537: Inspired by Psalm 121


Let me sit in silence
and abide with You, my Savior.

O God, I lift my eyes to You,
for You are my heart and my help.
I lay upon my bed at night
knowing You watch over me and keep me safe,
and I am at peace.

You hear my cries,
and know my fears:
your hand rests upon my head
to bless and protect me.
Evil cannot enfold me,
for I rest in the embrace of the Almighty,
whose love never sleeps or turns away.

The Maker of Heaven and Earth loves me
and tenderly cares for me:
who can do me harm? 
God watches over me in all my journeys:
God sets my feet firmly upon the way of love and compassion.

The God of Peace calls me to the path of righteousness,
whose foundation is justice and equality.
The heat of anger and fear may beat down upon me,
but my God shades me and shields me, 
and I am at peace.

Let me raise up the needs of your children,
my kindred souls, who put their trust in You

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Prayer, day 2536: A Prayer for Peace


Our help is in the Lord God
who is making the heavens and the earth,
and calling us to turn from darkness
with steadfast love and compassion
for our waywardness.

Holy One, 
the ground shifts beneath our feet, 
and we wonder, will we fall or will we fly? 
Yet your love bears us up, 
and leads us in hope and light. 

Give us the courage, O Savior, 
to stand for right, 
for the protection of the vulnerable, 
and against the tyranny of fear 
that is used to justify violence. 

Give us the wisdom, O Spirit of Truth, 
to hear Jesus's teaching 
that fear begets fear
and the enemy of love is selfishness,
but the way of God is generosity, compassion, and integrity. 

O Merciful One, 
pour the blessing of your peace upon our turbulent hearts 
that we may be reconciled and enlightened 
to live as your children in word and deed. 

Extend the shelter and balm of your grace, O Lord, 
and relieve us in our trials and cares; 
plant your peace in our hearts, 
and comfort and heal those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Prayer 2535


We gather our thoughts 
and center our hearts on You, O Lord of Life, 
seeking your guidance 
as we give thanks for your unfailing love. 

May we witness to your glory, O God of All, 
 telling out your faithfulness and care 
as you call us to renewed hope and courage. 

May we ever sing out our thanks 
for your abundant grace and mercy, 
for your saving help both past and yet to come. 

May we be tender stewards and caretakers of creation, 
remembering our dependence upon this good Earth 
and all that dwells within and upon it. 

May we confess our failures with honesty and humility, 
and do whatever we can 
to repair the damage we have done 
through carelessness, avarice, or contempt 
to ourselves and each other.

May ewe remember 
that we are bearers of your name, Lord Christ, 
called to discipleship and love. 

Help us stand against the evils among us, 
and reject inaction in the face of wrongdoing. 

Lord, we ask for your blessing and your grace, 
and ask your peace and light to rest upon those 
whose needs we lift before You.

Amen.

Monday, January 6, 2020

Prayer 2534: On Epiphany


Blessed Savior, we come to you in wonder, 
and lay our hearts before You: 
fill them with wisdom and courage
that we may love You boldly
and show forth your glory in our lives.

May we persevere in reflecting your light, Lord Jesus, 
in all we do and say,
by embodying compassion and integrity,
resisting the forces of evil and injustice, 
and serving each other and You in humility and hope.
May both our words and our silences
be ever aligned with building true justice and peace, O Holy One.
May we ever be mindful
as the Body of Christ in the world,
bearing your name
as a sign of our devotion to your gospel, Blessed Jesus,
that we stand with the lost and forgotten as You did, 
and never acquiesce to fear, exploitation, or hatred. 

 May we remember
that we are the children of your Light, O God, 
and called to holiness and love.

May we be forces for healing and reconciliation,
and embrace each other in charity and empathy 
in the name of Our Shepherd and King.

Lord, we ask for your blessing and your grace,
and ask your peace and light to rest upon those 
whose needs we lift before You.

Amen.

Sunday, January 5, 2020

Hope in the Time of Herod: Sermon for the Feast of the Epiphany


Today we observe the Feast of the Epiphany, which actually occurs tomorrow in the Church calendar. We listen again to the story of the Magi, and are called to reflect with gratitude the recognition that Jesus was sent to be savior to all, a light to all nations. It’s a beautiful story.

Yet this year, particularly, I am drawn to the opening words of our gospel passage, because it makes clear the risks involved in this story.

What does it mean to live in the time of King Herod? The opening words of our gospel reading today make it clear how far removed from thrones and principalities and power the coming of Jesus, the Son of God, was. Matthew’s story of Jesus begins by reminding us about the dislocation of power that Jesus came to confront. As we follow the path of those Magi in our gospel today, Matthew’s opening words remind us that Jesus’s birth itself, off in a dusty corner of Judea, in a nondescript place, to a nondescript family that hadn’t even really become a family yet, was nonetheless accompanied by signs and portents that even foreigners could see.

Yet the signs weren’t obvious to those who would be most affected by the birth of this tiny baby. Those who are only concerned with themselves often miss noticing the signs of miracles that swirl around us every day, much less big signs written in the light of the heavens. And so, these astronomers come. The songs tell us they come “from the east”—possibly from Arabia, or from Persia, modern Iran. 


But the word used in the original manuscripts to describe the origin of these “wise men,” anatole, literally means “from the rising of the light,” from the direction of the rising sun. Wherever they come from, they come from where the light rises, and they follow the light of a star to see this newborn baby, described by the prophets as the light from God sent to the world. This entire story is bathed in light—the light of stars, the light of knowledge and wisdom, the light of curiosity and the willingness to follow it, the light of the sunrise of a new era, and even the implication of the falling light of a dying regime.

That light stands in contrast to the darkness of life in Herod's time. Jesus was born into a world that, frankly, ran on terror, scarcity, and the demand for order which is always really a demand for unquestioning submission from fear. In Matthew’s gospel, we don't get Mary loudly singing a song of revolution with her voice full of agency. Rather, Joseph is the only one who speaks, and who has to be urged along into decisions he would rather not take, and then only in dreams—hardly a reliable basis for decision-making, even then. 

Already in Matthew’s gospel, we see Joseph as a character bound by rules of honor and obligation to follow the Law. The Law stated that any woman who was caught out to have committed adultery was to be stoned. Mary was betrothed to Joseph, which was a binding contract, but he knew the child she carried was not his. However, rather than demand her public execution, he at first resolves to “put her away quietly.” Yet it would only have been a temporary solution, for once her pregnancy became visible both she and he would possibly have been at terrible risk. This harsh religious law code is also a part of what it meant to live in this time. This, too, was part of life in the “time of King Herod.” 

What did it mean 2000 years ago to live in the time of Herod? Herod claimed to be the king of the Jews, and yet he himself was actually an Arab by birth from Edom—his father had converted to Judaism, and his mother was a princess of Petra, according to the Encyclopedia Britannica. His father had been a great friend of Marc Antony—yes, THAT Marc Antony, lover of Cleopatra and general under Julius Caesar. Herod, through his father, was also a Roman citizen. Thus by blood his claim to be king of the Jews was on the shakiest of ground, and his loyalty to and concern for the people of Judea even more suspect. It was only through the patronage of the Romans—and through his willingness to bend to their will—that Herod occupied what was called the throne of Judea. He was instead a puppet of the enemies of Israel. He was a wolf rather than a shepherd.

Herod was familiar with Galilee, where Joseph and Mary came from—in fact his father had appointed him the governor of that region. But later, when civil war broke out, Herod was forced to flee to Rome. He then became king by allying himself with the Romans against the will and wishes of the majority of the people he would later claim to rule. In fact, the Romans provided him with the army to conquer Judea in 37 BCE. He even managed to survive Marc Antony’s downfall—and the Emperor Augustus not only overlooked Herod’s support for his rival, he granted him profits from valuable copper mines on the island of Cyprus so that Herod could rule in style and completely rebuild the Temple in Jerusalem as a monument to himself and to Rome rather than to God.(1)


Herod was willing to do anything to remain in power, and was ruthless as well as mentally and emotionally unstable. He divorced his first wife and banished her and their son so that he could make a political marriage among the former ruling family of Judea, who were related to the Maccabees. Even though he also loved this wife, he eventually had his mind turned against her and murdered her. Eventually, he has six other wives, and 14 children among them. He eventually even murdered his first-born son as he was manipulated by his half-sister. 

Biblical scholar Amy Lindeman Allen makes this observation: “In the time of King Herod”: only six little words (five in Greek)-- and yet they say so much. Jesus was not born into a time of comfort or peace. Jesus was not born into a family of standing or wealth. Jesus was born into a world that pretended “peace” on the backs of the lives of ordinary people like Mary and Joseph. To prosperity that depended upon the kind of “Order” and “Righteousness” that would have stoned Mary and, very possibly, Joseph for being unwilling to complete the task himself. In the time of King Herod, to a silent mother and a scared father, Jesus came. God Immanuel, God-With-Us.”(2) 

 Herod was not the first political leader to care more for himself than about the common good—and he certainly wasn’t the last. And this is not just some ancient history. 

Why? Because we, too, live in the time of Herod. We live in a time in which calculations of profit overcome and trump the notions of civic virtue and integrity that are the bedrock of decent society. We live in the time of the wolf, even as we long for the time of the shepherd.


Drug Company CEO and felon Martin Shkreli
We live in a time of actuarial tables which presume to predict how much suffering and even death is an acceptable in maximizing profit from decisions of raising the price of insulin or denying coverage for a surgery. We live in a time when the fines for corporate malfeasance are only a fraction of the profit to be made from that same behavior, and so become merely the cost of doing business. 


We live in a time when deliberately manufactured scarcity is used to divide and conquer as those who promote it have more wealth than they could spend in twenty lifetimes.

We live in a time of endless war.

We live under systems that that pervert justice and seek to overturn the quest for the common good in the name of the worship of the individual. We live under systems maintain power by convincing us we are powerless, that subvert the common good by dividing us so that we cannot see our own common humanity. We live under systems that instead seek to use alleged differences in race, religion, and gender to fragment the bonds of decency, community, generosity, compassion, and faithfulness that are the true foundation of any great people and nation.

But should this lead us to despair? No. There is hope yet, and it too is embedded right in our readings we hear today. We hear that hope in Isaiah’s prophetic, joyous shout to an exiled people, imploring them to both arise from their oppression and more importantly to shine as reflections of the light of God that has come into the world. We see the power of that hope in the way that Herod and his flunkies in Jerusalem tremble with fear at the news that the true kingdom of God has drawn near in the birth of a tiny baby into a tiny family who will soon flee for their lives as refugees, dependent upon the kindness of strangers. This baby will be the kind of king who is a shepherd, not a wolf, as the prophet Micah predicted.

Matthew proclaims that the news of the birth of this tiny baby shook Herod and his cronies down to their bones. And sic semper tyrannis—thus it is always with tyrants everywhere. They know they cannot prevail where love and a commitment to each other as kindred stands united against them. And as the Herod’s own advisors explained the prophecy from Micah, this newborn King would be a leader who power came from his care and solidarity with his sheep, who placed their trust and hope in him as their shepherd. 

This is the good news: Jesus was born for those of us who live in the time of Herod.

I am convinced that the story of Jesus’s birth 2000 years ago can remind us of how Jesus’s birth and coming into the world can still have the power to tear down the thrones of the Herods of this world, to upend their reigns of violence, warfare, corruption and wholescale suffering for the benefit of the despoilers and the grifters who support them. The Herods of this world, who rule by fear and division, know and themselves tremble at the power of love and unity to which Jesus as the Son of God continues to call us. 

The Magi looked into the eyes of that tiny baby and, and their minds and hearts were transformed. Transformed from seeking to finding, transformed by the light and hope that had led them to the Prince of Peace in a time of war and division. And we are called, first, to share that journey with them. In the midst of fear, they instead respond with wonder and reverence. And in that response, they remind us that this newborn king is not just a national leader, but one who calls all the world to himself, who calls us to come to our senses by grounding ourselves in peace and unity.


Sophie Scholl, Lutheran anti-Nazi martyr
But we are also called to extend the journey that the Magi began. We do not return to another country. Unlike the Magi, we are called to witness to the light right under Herod’s nose. Rather than evade Herod, the Christian disciple is called to take seriously the transformative and restorative power of the light of Christ, and to bear our witness to our Savior out into the world against the forces of suffering and death, of empire and oppression.

The Herods of the world seek to keep us in exile from hope—but the transformative power of Jesus awakens us to the true love that underpins creation and binds the universe together. But the Magi are symbols of hope for all of us. Their journey reminds us that we can outmaneuver the Herods of the world, that we can refuse to declare our helplessness before them, and instead choose to return home by another way.

The celebration of the feast of the Epiphany is the celebration of the universal love of God for all of humanity and all of creation. What could be more important as we live in fear especially after the events of this last week, on the knife’s edge of unpredictable terror and war?

Many of us too often find ourselves groping about in the dark, lost, lonely, afraid—and we are meant to stay that way to make us feel powerless against evil. Yet, our gospel reminds us that Christ was born for a time such as this. Jesus bids us again to understand the power of rejecting fear in the name of love. 

When we take seriously the way of love that Jesus our shepherd laid down for us to follow, we can stand together against the wolves that prowl and the Herods that scheme. In the name of love, we can open instead ourselves to the inbreaking of God into our lives, and hear that call to follow our own star of hope that seeks to lead us home by another way—the way of justice for the oppressed and solidarity with the marginalized that leads us to true amity and kinship with each other.

The Magi show us a lot about how to start. They used both their reason and their intuition to find the Christ-child. The not only used their eyes, but their imaginations. They knew, as we have forgotten, that dreams are not foolishness, but sometimes the only things that allow us to make great leaps of faith. They were brave enough to be pilgrims in their search for the truth, and in that search, they helped reveal the universal love of God manifested in Jesus entering time as one of us. And now we are called to extend their search for the light of Christ, to locate its home within our hearts, souls, and minds, and to carry the power of love out into the world to turn the Herods from their thrones.

May we too, be willing to be led by light even when it seems darkness presses in from all around. May we be willing to search for the truth that will always overturn those who sit on a throne of lies. May we too be able to find hope and resilience against all the Herods of the world, and instead proclaim and reflect the transformative light of Christ by bearing it within us, allowing it to lead us home to our truest natures.

Amen.

Preached at the 505 on January 4, and the 8:00 and 10:30 Eucharists on January 5, 2020, at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, Ellisville, MO.

Readings:
Isaiah 60:1-6
Psalm 72:1-7,10-14
Ephesians 3:1-12
Matthew 2:1-12


Sources/ Attributions:
(1) Stewart Henry Perowne, "Herod King of Judea," at Encyclopedia Britannicahttps://www.britannica.com/biography/Herod-king-of-Judaea .
(2) Amy Lindeman Allen, “In the Time of King Herod” from the Political Theology Network, January 1, 2018, at https://politicaltheology.com/in-the-time-of-king-herod-isaiah-601-6-matthew-21-12-amy-allen/