Sunday, August 31, 2014

Blessing of the Backpacks (Prayer)




 
Prayer for Re-entry into School 
August 31, 2014 

Lord Jesus Christ, as a boy, you studied and learned, and astounded your teachers in the Temple.   

Bless these school materials and the backpacks to carry them.  Help them be for these students symbols of the wonders of the world they are to learn about.   

Bless these students with sharp minds, good memories, and industrious habits, and help them do their best in their studies and their common life with their fellow students and teachers.   

Protect them from laziness, distraction, and bullying or being bullied.    

Keep alive their joy in your creation, and make them prosper in all their good undertakings. 

In your gracious name we pray,  AMEN.  

Come and Die (Proper 17A)

 
 
Come and Die (Proper 17A)
31 August 2014
8:00 am Eucharist with Holy Baptism; 10:00 am Sung Eucharist
Parish Church of Trinity, Ashland (Oregon)
Jeremiah 15:15-21; Psalm 26:1-8; Romans 12:9-21; Matthew 16:21-28

God, give us hearts to feel and love,
take away our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh. Amen.

The only "F" I ever received in any class was in a half credit required Phys. Ed. Class I took as an undergraduate.  I had chosen it to stretch my limits, to enrich my appreciation of something completely different for me.  I did pretty well in running, in weight training, in swimming.  But despite all my hard practice and effort, not missing a class or a practice session, I flunked in beginning ballet.  The teacher had pity on me because I had tried so hard, and gave be a D minus.  But the score on the course performance evaluation handed out at the end of class to me was a F.    I simply did not have the kinesthetic sense for ballet, the sense of where my body was in space and how its parts related to each other in position. I never regretted taking the class, however, since I have loved and appreciated watching ballet ever since. 

My younger brother Mel, however, had great kinesthetic sense, though he never did ballet.   He was a diver. He also had heart. Mel would get up repeatedly to try to learn a new dive, horribly slamming his chest and legs again and again into the water.  He would be beet red, and not from sunburn! I remember one day when he was about 13: he was learning a 1½ reverse dive from the three meter board.  Again and again, face flop.  Once, he hit the board with his head and had to put butterfly closures to stop the bleeding.  His coach finally said, “Mel, if you don’t want to keep hurting yourself, you’ve got to go all out!  Put everything into it! Don’t hold back!  It’s only by diving like your trying to kill yourself that you won’t end up doing so!”    And, fearless as he was, Mel dove again, this time finally succeeding in getting the basic dive down. 

Commitment!  Going all out!  It is something we Episcopalians are not generally noted for.  I remember the first time I came to an East Coast Episcopal Church and stayed after for coffee hour: bread and butter cucumber sandwiches with the crust trimmed off, some coffee for the real addicts, but mainly strong black tea with a cloud of milk.   Not at all like the hearty church dinners of my Mormon youth!

Commitment!  Going all out!  We want to have things moderate, rational, and done in good taste.  Our besetting sin here is seen in the experience of young Anglican priests John and Charles Wesley when they first began to try to preach a gospel of going all out.  The vestry and wardens of Charles’ church in Islington thought he had gone too far, and asked the Bishop to intervene.  The Bishop of London, the Rt. Rev. Dr. Edmund Gibson, called both brothers in for a chat.  After hearing one of them explain why they thought that grace was by faith alone, and how important it was to have a sense of God at work in our lives, he famously replied, “Enthusiasm, Mr. Wesley, enthusiasm! This simply will not do!”  He removed Charles from the church in Islington. 

Commitment! Going all out!  This is the essence of holiness, of sainthood.  We see the sad stories of how we treat people who take it seriously repeatedly in our saints calendar:  last week, we heard about Bishop Charles Chapman  Grafton, founder of the monastic Society of St. John the Evangelist and ecumentist.  When he consecrated his successor as bishop of Fond du Lac Wisconsin in 1900 and included Old Catholic and Eastern Orthodox prelates and appropriate rites and vestments for such a gathering, the national church went into a feeding frenzy.  He was subjected to the worst insults and rumors, with national newspapers ridiculing the “Circus in Fond du Lac.”  But he kept pursuing the gospel.    Next week, we read about Bishop Paul Jones, who was forced by the National House of Bishops to resign his episcopacy because he was intemperate and foolish enough to opposed the First World War and say, “war is unchristian.”    

I have to admit it.  I am as guilty of this as the next Episcopalian.  I hear someone say “Lose your life to save it!  Give all to the Church!  God demands it all, and nothing less!” and my fundamentalist feelers start wiggling.  I start listening very carefully for the catch, for the moment when the person calling for total sacrifice substitutes himself or his faction for God in the equation.  I have been beaten up by hierarchs who abuse authority.  I have suffered from pastoral abuse.  So I am wary.  I want my cucumber sandwich, and my cup of tea with a cloud of milk.  When it comes to religion, I am wary of too much spice. 

But here’s the thing.  Jesus himself said “If you want to follow me, deny yourself, pick up your cross, and follow me.”


Dietrich Bonhoeffer, in his magnificent The Cost of Discipleship, summarized the idea this way:   When Christ calls a person to follow him, he calls on them to die.” 

The word “deny” here means disown, renounce claims to ownership. “Picking up your cross” refers to the fact that prisoners who were to be executed by crucifixion had to carry the crossbeam to the place of execution. Crucifixion was the Roman execution reserved for revolutionaries, slaves, and bandits who fought against the established order. It was a brutal form of slow torture ending in death, where you were stripped naked, fixed in a posture impossible to hold without pain and slow suffocation, and left there to lose control of your bodily functions, and beg, moan, and gasp out mad gibberish until you stopped breathing.   All this was conducted in the most public of places, along a major highway, for instance, to make sure that the shameful punishment had deterrent effect on anyone else even thinking of challenging Roman power.

So what Jesus means is something like “If you want to follow me, you must give up any claims you may think you have of owning yourself. You’ll have to stick your head in the hangman’s noose to follow me. You must become the object of disgust, horror, and pity if you want to follow me.” 

We often misread what Jesus is saying here. We think he is praising suffering for suffering’s sake, and extolling the virtues of a stoic victim-hood, or worse, of a vicarious suffering for someone else’s wrongs. “This is my cross, and I’ll have to bear it” is the proverbial expression of the idea. Sometimes this wrong idea is actually used to encourage passivity and enabling behavior by the abused or the oppressed.

Or we think that this saying presupposes a knowledge of what was going to later to Jesus, his own (future) crucifixion and resurrection.  So believers think that somehow this is about suffering for others.  And some scholars think that the saying does not come from the historical Jesus, but is a creation of the later Church.   

But this saying most assuredly comes from the historical Jesus.  It is too well attested in multiple sources, too disturbing in its content, and too unlike what later Christians made of Jesus’ cross for it not to go back to him.  And it fits.  It is like Jesus’ other sayings, “If you try to save your life, you’ll lose it.”  “If you give up your life, you’ll have it!”  And the imagery is the stark, shocking imagery we have come to recognize in the sayings of this first century marginal Jew, a Galilean peasant artisan. 

Jesus here has no clear idea of what is going to happen to him, though he is all too clear of the risks he is running. Orthodox Christology is that Jesus is wholly God and wholly man, and that he suffered like us in all ways save for sin. That for me means that He shared our unknowing fear of the future.

What Jesus is calling for is this: He is calling for those who wish to follow him to actually follow him: follow God’s call, work for God’s kingdom, announce the liberation of the captive, help the sick and the downtrodden—and do this even when we know that it may very well have a high price.  He is asking us to take risks, in fact, to risk everything for God’s Reign. 

Jesus is not asking us to deliberately set out to kill ourselves or to be drama queens, constantly trying to deliberately annoy people so that they will persecute us, and then whining about the persecution we have baited.  When he says “come and die” he is telling us to lose our false selves, to turn our backs on the falsehood of the past.    For the quickest and easiest way for us to avoid the call is distract ourselves.  If we are judging others, arguing about trivial matters, or pursuing false allegiances, we are not following Jesus.   Those too concerned about trimming the crust on the cucumber sandwiches lose sight of the hungry who need to fed a square meal.  Those too concerned about a person’s clothes, or their looks, or their accent or speech impediment fail to see the person.  

This week, I invite us all to a thought experiment.  Its purpose is to help us take personally Jesus’ words here, “Come and die” “Take up your cross and actually follow me.”   During our daily prayer and meditation time, I would ask us to reflect on the expression “I’d rather DIE than …”   Fill in that blank.  What is it that we so detest, loath, or fear that we actually would prefer, at least theoretically, death than it? And then, once we have that clear fear or dread in mind, then reflect on the phrase, “To follow Jesus and work for God’s Reign, I must be willing to tolerate even …” and then add the fear you have identified. 

The great Roman Catholic defender of Christian Faith for the common person,  G.K Chesterton wrote, “The Christian ideal has not been tried and been found wanting.  It has been found difficult and never been tried” (in What’s Wrong with the World). 

May we find the heart and courage to go all out, to commit, to risk.  May we be willing to get an F to expand our horizons, and willing to get up and dive like we're trying to die so that we might not hurt ourselves.  May we take Jesus at his word, and take him seriously.

In the name of Christ, Amen.  


Tuesday, August 26, 2014

A Greeting (Mid-week Message)



A Greeting
Fr. Tony’s Mid-week Message

The other day I came across a poem I had stored away by Fr. John O’Donohue, the Irish priest, poet, and philosopher who died in 2008.  O’Donahue, an expert on thirteenth century mystic Meister Eckhart, was the author of Anam Cara: A Treasury of Celtic Wisdom, a book that made available to many the glories of Celtic spirituality.  Anam Cara is Gaelic for “Soul Friend.” 

The poem is a blessing that uses several images to describe the despair that the pains and sorrows of life sometimes bring us:  a weight on the shoulders that makes us fall, a window obscured by frost in the winter a leaky currach (an Irish boat made of stretched skins or canvas over a wooden frame) that is about to sink.  It uses several images to describe the healing and remedy for such sorrow:  the clay of earth, a rainbow, the moonlight on the sea.  It describes the human breath giving the blessing as a wind that draws a protective circle, a Caim, around the sufferer who is being blessed, as an invisible cloak of care.  The poem is named “Beannacht,” Irish for “Greeting.”

Beannacht 

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.

And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

~ John O'Donohue, in Echoes of Memory

Grace and Peace, 
Fr. Tony+ 



Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Thermostat not Thermometer (Mid-week Message)



Fr. Tony’s Mid-week Message
August 20, 2014

Thermostat not Thermometer

In his earth-shaking “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., wrote:

“There was a time when the church was very powerful--in the time when the early Christians rejoiced at being deemed worthy to suffer for what they believed. In those days the church was not merely a thermometer that recorded the ideas and principles of popular opinion; it was a thermostat that transformed the mores of society. Whenever the early Christians entered a town, the people in power became disturbed and immediately sought to convict the Christians for being "disturbers of the peace" and "outside agitators."' But the Christians pressed on, in the conviction that they were "a colony of heaven," called to obey God rather than man. Small in number, they were big in commitment. They were too God-intoxicated to be "astronomically intimidated." By their effort and example they brought an end to such ancient evils as infanticide and gladiatorial contests.”

Bishop Hanley and the Diocese are talking now a lot now about “vital congregations.”  What does it mean to be a living, breathing, active church community, and what does it mean to be a congregration that is slowly, gradually, dying? 

I think part of the answer lies in Dr. King’s comments above.  Church, if it is to be alive and vital, must see itself as a “colony of heaven,” an agent of change in the larger society.  It must be “God-intoxicated.”  Churches that focus only on themselves, and see their primary responsibility as serving and forming the members of the Church, are doomed to wither and decline.    An outward focus, a desire to serve and attract others, does not necessarily mean a sectarian proselytizing orientation, a desire to make all others over in our own image.  It means a desire to model our values and faith so that others want what we have, however they might feel comfortable in pursuing it.  It means being able to show through our lives and explain in welcoming, enticing terms our own faith experience and hope.   This is what being a “missional church” is all about. 

It is only thus that we can be a thermostat rather than a thermometer in society.    

Grace and Peace,  Fr. Tony+

Sunday, August 17, 2014

'Air Quote' Jesus (Proper 15A)

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"Air quote" Jesus
17 August 2014
Proper 15A
Parish Church of Trinity Ashland (Oregon)
Genesis 45:1-15; Psalm 133; Romans 11:1-2a, 29-32; Matthew 15:21-28 (|| Mark 7:24-30)

God, take away our hearts of stone, and give us hearts of flesh. Amen

Today’s Gospel bothers me.  It should bother you.  Did you hear Jesus being so hard-hearted, so stingy with God’s blessings to that foreign woman?  Did you notice that Jesus threw her a racial slur?   “Heal your daughter?  I’m sorry, but my calling is to go to children of Israel only, not foreigners like you.  It’s just wrong to take the food for the children and throw it to dogs.”

The way Jesus reacts is quite offensive to us of modern sensibilities.  But it was also offensive to ancients: Luke dropped this story from those he borrows from Mark’s Gospel.  And Mark and Matthew both seem to want to soften the harshness of the saying by putting the Greek word for “little dogs” or “puppies” on Jesus’ lips, rather than the more common word for “dogs,” which would have been the usage in Jesus’ native Aramaic.  Even thus softened, however, the saying remains a slur, harshly excluding the woman and her daughter from God’s grace. 

Scholars both ancient and modern try to soften the slur by suggesting that Jesus meant it ironically.  In modern tellings, he would have put “air quotes” around the phrase:  “It is wrong to take the children’s food and give it to the ‘dogs.’” 

Maybe, but there’s no way of telling since there was no punctuation to help us determine what was meant.    Besides, such irony still would be very harsh.  White people are well advised:  the N word used ironically by an African American is one thing, but something entirely different on the lips of a European American.  

Jesus’ reaction here is strange, given the fact that he has already in this Gospel healed a gentile in gentile territory, that the verses preceding this story tell of Jesus breaking down barriers of clean and unclean in Jewish Law, and that the gist of many of his parables seems to be the overflowing abundance of God's goodness and grace.  Again, Jesus' talk here about God’s blessings almost as if they were a zero sum game is strange.  In his previous feeding of the crowd (including children), there was a ridiculous overabundance of leftovers.  But here Jesus is so focused on his mission to fellow Jews that he cannot hear the woman.   Jesus, ever true to his calling of feeding the lost children of Israel, feels he has to limit the scope of his work, be stingy with grace. 

In the Creed, we say that we believe that God became incarnate of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin Mary and became truly human in the person of Jesus.  But we usually don’t like to see Jesus as quite this human.  Here he seems to be cold and unfeeling.   It’s almost as if the bigot before us in the story can only ironically be called “Jesus.”

The doctrine of the incarnation as defined by the early church is clear:  Jesus was fully human and fully divine.  In his person, the Love that lies behind and under all things is most perfectly seen and made known.  But he remains one of us, a human being.  Two complete natures united mysteriously in one person.  The tradition of mixing a little water into the Eucharistic wine before the prayer of consecration from earliest times has always been taken as a symbol of this:  those two natures were complete and separate, yet once mixed, cannot be separated.  That’s why the early church and the Mainstream of the Church ever after has said it is right and fitting to call the mother of our Lord not only the Christ Bearer, but also the God Bearer, the Theotokos, the Mother of God.   You can’t separate the divine from the human in Jesus, just as you can’t say he was a 50-50 hybrid:  no—he’s 100% God, 100% human being, united and inseparable. 

Confusion on the subject is understandable.  God and human being are two opposite poles:  God is being itself, perfect, unchanging, all knowing, all able, ever the same.  Human is imperfect, growing, changing, learning, forgetting.    Various Christians from the beginning have erred in understanding Christ by stressing too much one nature at the expense of the other.   The Proto-Evangelium of James, for instance, has a baby Jesus, just weeks from birth, giving long sermons, working miracles, and even blasting naughty playground mates with lightning:  too divine, not human.  Some today seem to believe that the virginal conception of Jesus in Mary’s womb is a doctrine about the absence of a human father more than it is about the presence of a unique relationship between Jesus and God:  too much God, not enough human.  Arius argued that Jesus, fully one of us, later became the Son of God at his baptism: too human, not divine.  That’s why the Creed responds and says that the Son was eternally begotten of the Father from before all time.  

The classic way of talking about this is that Christ was human in all things except in sin.    This makes sense when you understand that sin is something that alienates us from God.   How could God made flesh alienate himself from himself?   But sin is also something that alienates us from others.  And Jesus most definitely alienated those about him.  His own kin accused him of neglecting his family duties; his religious opponents said he was a blasphemer. 

The problem of course, is that our conceptions of right and wrong, righteous and wicked, are social constructions.  And over the centuries, we human beings have been able to learn and improve our moralities, even if we haven’t followed them.  Jesus in this story is most definitely following the morality of his age.  In that sense, he is human in the best sense of the word. 

But Jesus did not limit himself to the moralities passed on to him.    In this story, he listens to the woman, who persists in her request despite Jesus’ initial reluctance.   And by listening her, he recognizes something amiss in how society has formed him as a human being. 

It is this very trait of Jesus—his transparency to the presence of God, his willingness to learn and to change—that is the hallmark of his divinity.  The letter to the Philippians calls this kenosis:  the Son’s emptying himself so that he can be filled with the Father.   Christ shows us the face of God because of his openness to reimagine the world, to re-look at things, in the light of the basic truths he had come to learn, truths like how God was a God of welcome, not rejection; of abundance, not scarcity; of all peoples, not just the Jews. 

This story says that Jesus can learn!   He accepts the human dilemma of not knowing everything and possibly getting something fundamental just plain wrong because of our heritage and formation.  And it is because he is so open to learning and the unexpected grace of God that he actually shows us God in human form.  Like the water and wine, his humanity and divinity are united, mixed and impossible to separate!  It is in how he handles his humanity that his divinity most sharply revealed. 

 
The foreign woman for her part also accepts her own and Jesus’ humanity.   She has heard Jesus teach and seen him heal.  She wants what he has.  And when he tries to exclude her with a racial slur from the tradition that has formed him as a person, she accepts it, not losing sight of the fact that she wants what Jesus has, even though he is not offering it to her.   “Sure, I may be a dog, but those dogs sure can eat the crumbs and lick the floor clean, can’t they?”    

Jesus is overwhelmed by her nerve, admits his own deficiency, and calls her reaction “faith.”   She is showing the same openness to grace that he is showing.  She is accepting the unfortunate facts of life as well, not letting them force her to close her heart and stomp off offended at our “air quote” Jesus.   So he heals the daughter. 

Jesus turns back from—repents, as it were—the casual callousness that his focus on mission and its boundaries that his religion has set.   He is not so much turning from an act of his that alienates him from God as he is opening himself further to the unexplored country to which God is leading him, and to which God is leading the woman.    This scene embodies another land, where, as St. Paul says,  “In Christ, there is no Jew nor Gentile, no slave nor free, no woman nor man.”


Sisters and brothers:  we are far too hard on ourselves.  We are far too hard on others.  We tend to focus on failings and make this close our hearts where we need to open them.  We like to think of things in binaries, polar opposites:  good or bad, sinner or saint, appropriate or inappropriate, politically correct or incorrect, citizen or alien, God or human.  And we use these polar opposites to judge, to whip into shape, and to exclude.  Sometimes our best values and our religion tell us to do so. We are far too hard on ourselves and others. 

But Jesus leads on a less obvious path, one where the love of God, the first given of the universe, leads us to strange and new places. In recognizing ourselves as God’s own beloved ones, we admit freely our own failings, disabilities, and strength, as well as those of others.  And we turn it all over to God.   The key is closing our mouths and opening our minds; listening, really listening.

This week I welcome each of us to that unexplored country.  I invite each of us to find one way to be make things easier on ourselves and one way to make them easier on someone else.  Listening, really listening to others will help us find a good way to do this. 

In the name of Christ, Amen

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Jeremy Taylor (Mid-week Message)

 


Fr. Tony’s Midweek Message
Jeremy Taylor
August 13, 2014

“O God, whose days are without end, and whose mercies cannot be numbered:  Make us, we pray, deeply aware of the shortness and uncertainty of life; and let your Holy Spirit lead us in holiness and righteousness all our days; that, when we shall have served you in our generation, we may be gathered to our ancestors, having the testimony of a good conscience; in the communion of the Catholic Church; in the confidence of a certain faith; in the comfort of a reasonable, religious, and holy hope; in favor with you our God; and in perfect charity with the world.  All which we ask through Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen.” (BCP, pp. 489, 504)

This is one of two collects in our Prayer Book written by Jeremy Taylor, whose feast day is today, August 13.  Taylor was one of the Anglican priests caught up in the turmoil of the English Civil war and its immediate aftermath (1649-1660).  Arrested by Parliamentary (Puritan) Forces and imprisoned during the war, and expelled from Church ministry during the Puritan Commonwealth and Protectorate (military junta), Taylor became a bishop when the Monarchy, Prayer Book, and Episcopacy were restored at the coronation of Charles II in 1660.   A leading “Caroline Divine” (spiritual writer under King Charles, Carolus in Latin), Taylor argued for a “reasonable” (rational), “religious” (bound by spiritual rules), and “holy” (dedicated to God) faith, against what he saw as the extreme emotionalism and restrictive Biblicism of the Puritans on the one side and the cold formalism, ritualism, and hierarchy of Roman Catholicism on the other.  He saw both Puritans and ‘Papists’ as tyrannical in their own ways. 

His most famous and enduring work is The Rule and Exercises of Holy Living (1650) and The Rule and Exercises of Holy Dying (1651), usually printed together and called simply Holy Living and Holy Dying. He wrote the work while he was in internal exile during the Puritan Commonwealth. In it, he says that there are three general foundations of holiness in life (“instruments of holiness”):  intentional use of time, purity of intention, and awareness of the presence of God.  Being in the moment and fully intentional, exercising love unfeigned, and practicing contemplation are the hallmarks of each of these, respectively.

Here is Taylor’s description of an exercise to make us aware of God’s presence in our hearts, with language adapted to modern usage:

“When you begin any act of prayer, liturgy, or charity, first make an act of adoration, that is, solemnly worship God, and place yourself in God’s presence.  Look upon God with the eye of faith; and let your yearning actually fix on God as your worship’s aim, your hope’s cause, and your blessedness’s fountain. For when you have placed yourself before God, and kneel in the Presence, it is most likely that all the following parts of your devotion will correspond to the wisdom of such an apprehension, and the glory of such a presence. 

Let everything you see represent to your spirit the presence, the excellence, and power of God; and let your conduct with your fellow creatures lead you to the Creator.  If you do this, you shall all the more frequently worship with an actual eye to God’s presence, since you have often seen God reflected in the created things around you.  In the face of the sun you may see God’s beauty; in the fire you may feel God’s warmth; in the water, God’s gentle refreshment.  It is God who lifts up your spirits when you drink spirits.  It is God who is the dew of heaven that makes your field give you bread.  The breasts of God are the bottles that serve you drink in your need.  This philosophy, obvious to everyone’s experience, helps us to be gentle and kind in our spirituality.  Understanding things this way helps check any willful tendency we have toward violence and wrongdoing.”  (Holy Living: Chapter 1, Section 3, part 2)

 Grace and Peace.  –Fr. Tony+

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Changelings (Feast of the Transfiguration; Midweek Message)




Transfiguration of Jesus, Fr. John Giuliani 

Changelings
Fr. Tony’s Midweek Message
August 6, 2014
The Feast of the Transfiguration

“…Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain apart, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them, and his clothes became dazzling white, such as no one on earth could bleach them. And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, who were talking with Jesus.  … Then a cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud there came a voice, ‘This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!’ Suddenly when they looked around, they saw no one with them any more, but only Jesus.”  (Mark 9:2-9)

The transfiguration is a moment of sudden clarity for the disciples that they don’t fully “get” until after the resurrection: that the “glory of God is shining in the face of Jesus,” that, in the words of John’s Gospel, “Whoever has seen [Jesus] has seen the Father.” 

St. Paul says that Christ is the image of God, and that we all, beholding the glory of God in the face of Christ, are ourselves “being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another” (2 Cor 3:18). 

How is it that we can "gaze upon the glory" of our Lord so that we, like him, can be transformed?    Regular Church attendance helps us to remember the stories, and hear the scriptures.  But in gazing upon the Lord's glory, we must be the Church, not simply attend Church.  It is not just a passive act of admiration.  Following Jesus in doing corporeal acts of mercy, in serving our fellows, in standing with the outcast, the downtrodden, and the sick--these give us an experience of who Jesus is and what he does.  Sharing our faith and trust in Good and Life with others by telling them how we have come to faith is a key part of this. 

Given the stresses of life, it is easy to lose heart.  It is easy to believe that people cannot change.  But the miracle and mystery of our faith is this—we can change because God can change us.  In the Apostles’ Creed we affirm that we believe in “the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting.”  This makes no sense at all if you don’t believe that God is at work transforming us, and that we shall be changed
Understanding that we are being changed from one glory to another in the direction of the image of Jesus is seen in the classic line from African-American preaching quoted often by the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. "Lord know I ain't what I outta be.  And Lord know I ain't what I'm gonna be.  But thank God Almighty, I ain't what I was!"

Thanks be to God. 

Grace and Peace,  Fr. Tony+

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Table of Plenty (Proper 13A)

 

Table of Plenty
3 August 2014
Proper 13A
Spoken Eucharist 8:00 a.m.; Sung Eucharist 10:00 a.m.
Parish Church of Trinity Ashland (Oregon)

God, take away our hearts of stone, and give us hearts of flesh. Amen

Earlier in the week, during tea after the Sewing Women at Trinity (SWAT) work, Maggie McCartney told us of a story one of her children in elementary school.   Her husband then and she were poor grad students with kids and she had come upon a free source of yeast.  So she learned how to bake bread, delicious and fresh, and also very cheap and helpful on their grad school budget.   One child came home from school looking unhappy.  “Why are we so poor we always have to eat home made stuff?  Can’t you, just once in a while, afford to buy that wonderful light white bread the other kids have in their brown bag lunch sandwiches?”  Thinking he had some specialty bakery item or expensive artisanal bread in mind, she asked him more.  He replied finally, “It’s so fluffy and light, almost like cake, I think they call it WONDER BREAD.”  Maggie’s story brought back memories to us all, of lunchbox or brownbag envy in primary school, or of confusing poor, imitation products for the real thing.   

The one thing we all noted was that no matter how good our lunches were, we all had experienced curiosity and even envy at the lunches brought by our classmates.   Sometimes it was just a desire to be like others and not stand out.  I remember learning to be embarrassed at my mother’s Boston Baked Bean sandwiches, no matter how tasty they were, simply because they were so weird to my classmates.  As our curiosity was satisfied, we learned to distinguish between good and bad lunches, what we liked and didn’t like, and what made us sick or uncomfortable.  We became picky about the contents of our lunch boxes.  We also became picky about what kids we sat with at the lunch table.      

Today’s Gospel is the Feeding of the 5,000.  The story is told in all four Gospels, with minor differences.  All agree that Jesus fed more than 5,000 people with five small pita breads and two small roast or dried fish.   Rationalists have questioned whether such a thing happened historically.  While all serious historical Jesus scholars agree that the historical Jesus was a gifted faith healer (even his enemies admitted as much when they accused him of working wonders by the power of the devil), many scholars question the so-called nature miracles as legend-spinning efforts to explain the importance of Jesus in the life of the believer.  Classic liberal protestant treatments of the story reduce its outward marvelous deed of power to a more interior miracle: convincing the various members of the crowd to share their food with each other, and so they find that they have more than enough for all.   

But such re-readings, I think, miss the point of the story.  One of the things we know about the historical Jesus is that he was what John Dominic Crossan called a “party animal.”  He constantly was dining and drinking with the wrong kind of people.  “He associates with drunkards, traitors, and whores” was the common accusation leveled against him.  Again, nearly all historical Jesus scholars agree that Jesus practiced open table fellowship, sharing his table with all and sundry, regardless of religious or purity law observance, morals, or background.  For him, sharing bread with someone is a sign of compassion, respect, and honor, and helps us approach the compassionate and beneficent God who gives the blessing of rain and sunshine upon the righteous and the wicked alike.   Open table fellowship, along with his “cleansing of the temple,” was part of his criticism of the corrupt religious leadership of his nation, with its power centered in the oppressive system of Temple taxes and assembly-line rites, and its support of the Roman Imperium.   It was ultimately what got him killed. 

Open table fellowship is what this story describes.  The religious system of the day said you are what you eat, and so you must be very, very scrupulous about what you put in your mouth, and very, very picky about who you share your table with.  The mass of people following Jesus here are hungry and are not all that picky.  But by eating with everyone else, and eating whatever they are given, God knows where it came from, they are trusting and making a companion of the host and every other person at the meal.  They don’t ask “is it kosher?”  They don’t ask, “does it contain any food I’m allergic to, or do not like?”  Jesus himself doesn’t ask “Is it kosher?”  Here, the host himself becomes a beggar just as much as all the guests at the meal.  And beggars can’t be choosers.

While Matthew, Mark, and Luke in this story simply have the disciples scrounging up the scant food, John says the bread and fish were originally given to Jesus by a young boy who had brought a sack lunch along with him.  When the boy offers his food, he offers what he has, and doesn’t wonder “is it acceptable by Jesus’ standards?  Does it meet the dietary or religious demands of all those people?”  No, he simply offers what he has brought for himself to stave off hunger and gives it to Jesus when Jesus asks.  Apparently, givers can’t be choosers either.    Picky tastes, either in foods or in people, or even in table manners, are not what we need when it comes to dining with Jesus or helping others dine with Jesus.



This actually has a big theological impact.  John, alone among the Gospels, uses special language of the Eucharist in this story:  Jesus blesses (eucharisto) the food, makes the people sit on grass in small groups, and then distributes the food (using the word that later Christians used to describe giving the Eucharistic elements to believers).  This is important, because in the last supper as told by John, there is no Eucharist, and in the public teaching of Jesus as told by John he says he is the bread of life, and that his flesh and blood are food indeed. 

What this means for me is that the Eucharist was intended by Jesus as a sign of openness and inclusion to all.  It is clear that he practiced open table fellowship in his ministry as a sign of God’s love.  I wonder how Jesus feels when he sees his people putting up fences around partaking of the Eucharist.   Some, stressing his words “this is my body, this is my blood,” take the elements as holy and divine, and have sought to protect them from “blasphemy” or “misuse” by the “wicked” or “unworthy.”  They say that only those who have confessed their sins and been absolved can commune.  Or only those who properly understand what the Eucharistic elements are.  Or only baptized Christians. Again, I wonder how such things feel in the heart of our Savior, who meant the sacrament as a sign of universal inclusion, not exclusion or division.   Of the two sacraments the Gospels say Jesus instituted, baptism is about us coming to God and God’s reaction.  Eucharist is just about God’s loving welcome.   I don’t think the current canon of the Episcopal Church to offer the Eucharist to only the baptized is warranted by what we learn of these two sacraments in scripture.  Let us welcome all, as Christ does for all those people in that field!

This story is about God’s abundance.  I have seen again and again in my life that God provides what we need, even when—or especially when—we are in most fear of not having enough.  As the Stones sang, “You can’t always get what you want, but… you can get what you need.” The key is being open to God, and not being picky.  Beggars cannot be choosers, and in Christ, givers cannot be choosers either.   That’s what Jesus is calling his disciples to when he sends them out two by two, without any luggage or travelers’ checks, relying on the kindness of others.  He asks them to eat whatever is set in front of them, be thankful, and not complain. 

This is a spiritual principle, not a rule.  What matters is the companionship of sharing bread, and how this reflects God’s love.  We offer gluten free wafers for Eucharist because we understand that people with celiac disease get really sick if they eat wheat.  And if they need to be a little picky, even a lot picky, to keep their health, that’s okay.  What matters is that we share.  What matters is that we keep ourselves open, and have a little of that curiosity we had in elementary school lunchrooms.  What matters is that we be inclusive, and not exclusive.  What matters is that we thankfully recognize Gods gifts when they come.   Our need to be picky, our desire to control, grounded in our experience and biases, is what gets in the way. 

This week, I invite us all to look for areas in our lives where we feel that we simply must be in control, must be picky.  Ask ourselves—is this something needed?  Or is it a bias?  Let us further ask, does this help us include others or does it exclude?  Once we have a sense of how our desires to control things measure up to the standard of compassion, inclusion, and open fellowship, let us pray that we can let go of pickiness, the desires that keep us closed and unable to be companions with all.

In the name of God, Amen