Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Prayers for the Nation (Mid-week Message)

 
 
Prayers for the Nation
Fr. Tony’s Midweek Message
August 31, 2016
 
With the election campaign gearing up for the after Labor Day rush and political discourse in the community getting shriller and louder, I thought it would be helpful to share with you several prayers from the Book of Common Prayer for our national and community life. 
 
For the Nation (BCP 820)
Almighty God, you have given us this good land for our heritage: We humbly ask you that we may always prove ourselves a people mindful of your favor and glad to do your will. Bless our land with honorable industry, sound learning, and pure manners. Save us from violence, discord, and confusion; from pride and arrogance, and from every evil way. Defend our liberties, and fashion into one united people the multitudes brought here out of many kindreds and tongues. Endue with the spirit of wisdom those to whom in your Name we entrust the authority of government, that there may be justice and peace at home, and that, through obedience to your law, we may show forth your praise among the nations of the earth. In the time of prosperity, fill our hearts with thankfulness, and in the day of trouble, suffer not our trust in you to fail; all which we ask through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
 
For the President of the United States and all in Civil Authority (BCP 820)
O Lord our Governor, whose glory is in all the world: We commend this nation to your merciful care, that, being guided by your Providence, we may dwell secure in your peace. Grant to [Barack] the President of the United States, [Kate] the Governor of this State, and to all in authority, wisdom and strength to know and to do your will. Fill them with the love of truth and righteousness, and make them ever mindful of their calling to serve this people in your fear; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, world without end. Amen.
 

For an Election (BCP 822)

Almighty God, to whom we must account for all our powers and privileges: Guide the people of the United States in the election of officials and representatives; that, by faithful administration and wise laws, the rights of all may be protected and our nation be enabled to fulfill your purposes; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
 
Grace and Peace. 
 
Fr. Tony+

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Party Animal Jesus (Proper 17C)



Party Animal Jesus (Proper 17C)
Homily Delivered 28 August 2016
8:00 a.m. Said and 10:00 a.m. Sung Mass
Parish Church of Trinity, Ashland (Oregon)
The Rev. Dr. Anthony Hutchinson
Sirach 10:12-18; Psalm 112; Hebrews 13:1-8, 15-16; Luke 14:1, 7-14
God, give us hearts to love and feel,
Take away our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh.  Amen


When I was a junior foreign service officer serving at the U.S. Embassy in Beijing, I remember the first time I was asked to draft a cable to Washington arguing for a policy direction.  It had to do with how we were to manage certain exchange programs and public policy positions in the aftermath of the Tiananmen massacre of June 4, 1989.  I argued for an unremarkable, obvious course of action, and made reference in the draft several times to “the moral course of action,” and “doing the right thing.”  It bounced back to my desk almost immediately, with scrawled corrections and edits in red in the margins.  The Minister Counselor for Public Affairs had written in his distinctive and careful Yale cursive, “If possible, never argue a policy position from morality. It encourages disagreement in your readers.  Instead, appeal to the national interest, stated and already agreed upon policy goals, or basic utilitarian enhancing the good for the greatest number.”   Then, throughout the cable, again and again, he had drawn red lines through any reference to the moral, the good, and the right, and replaced them with appeals to the U.S. national interest, pragmatic effects on our programs in the future, or language cribbed from statements of the President or Secretary of State of that time.  It was a moment when I felt I had been initiated into the fraternity of government policy advisors, who never would stoop to appealing to the right or moral, but always couch things in terms of interests, goals, and instrumentalities.   Later in my career, I found myself initiating younger officers into the same circle.  It was only after I left government service that I wondered if I had lost something in the process. 
  
Today’s Gospel is about our motivations and intentions in our social interactions and hierarchies, and in a real way questions the whole utilitarian, instrumental project.  The reading tells of Jesus being invited to a banquet.  Where generally the attention of a banquet is on the host and the guest of honor, everyone here is looking at Jesus to see how he’ll behave.   He has a reputation for telling shocking stories with twist endings, of challenging the accepted order, and of breaking rules such as the Sabbath.   They want to see if he is going to commit a faux pas.  Inviting a wild man to dinner can provide its amusements, and that seems in part to be what’s happening here. 

Jesus himself is somewhat of a party animal.  He says that Kingdom of God is a banquet, a big party, and says that God is indiscriminate in his invitations.  His critics say he is constantly spending his time with whores, drunks, and money-grubbing traitors.  They see that Jesus is a party animal, and they don’t like it. 

Jesus is an observer of social behavior, even at this dinner party. He notices people jockeying for good table positions, working the room for social and professional advantage.  Then he quotes a truism found in the Book of Proverbs, 

“Do not put yourself forward …
or stand in the place of the great;
for it is better to be told, "Come up here,"
than to be put lower in the presence of a noble” (Proverbs 25:6-7).

Better, says Jesus, to be seen as a non-assuming person worthy of being lifted up among the great, than to be seen a grasping wannabe who must be put in his place.  He adds, “For those who exalt themselves will be brought low, and those who make themselves low will be lifted high.”   Putting on airs inevitably brings humiliating deflation; a self-deprecating low profile will attract praise and honor from others.  As Miss Manners Judith Martin expresses it, “It’s far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.”

If that is all, then we are just talking about a utilitarian truism, a strategy for getting ahead in the game of using rank and manners to manipulate others, to exploit them.  It is part of the practical wisdom of those on the make, of those who go along to get along. 

But Jesus knows the difference between effective social moves, good  manners and right ethics.  He talks about our motives for throwing parties in an effort to get at the underlying truth of what makes manners, like Law, either good or harmful:
                 
“You invite people so you can put them in your debt, so you can get things out of them.  That’s wrong.  You need to invite people who can never repay you.  You need to invite people who need the meal and the companionship, not those whom you need to build your own network.”

Here and in the Gospel readings we have seen in the last few weeks, Jesus tries to describe the perceptions and values of someone who welcomes God’s Reign, of God come fully in charge, right here, right now. 

Last week and the week before, he said our approach to written rules and God’s Law—when to apply it rigorously and when to apply it loosely or even ignore it--must depend on whether our actions help those who need help, or simply use them for our purposes.  Manipulative behavior is not Kingdom behavior.  Manipulative legal interpretation is not Kingdom legal interpretation.  Manipulative manners and social relations are not the manners and society of the Kingdom.  

“Manipulation” comes from the word manus, Latin for hand.  It means handling people so they do what you want.   You treat them as instruments, a means to an end.   Welcoming God’s Reign rules out manipulating.  We must become servants, handmaids, not handlers. Manners, rank, and social interaction, if they allow us to help and serve others, are good.  Used instrumentally merely to exploit others, they must be seen as what they are:  hypocrisy.

The Greek word “hypocrite” simply means “actor.”  Jesus regularly calls his opponents hypocrites, saying they are just pretending to serve God in order to manipulate others.  They pretend they are better than they are in order to continue being the way they are.  There is a big difference between that and pretending to be better than you think you are in order actually to become better. “Fake it till you make it,” means pretend you are better than you believe you are so that you can actually become a better person. To my mind, this is not “hypocrisy,” but rather simply one tool of trying to respond to God’s call.

So it is with the social insincerities of good manners.  If we use them to manipulate others, bad on us.  If we use them to help affirm and give dignity, good.  Jesus expects his disciples to “be as smart as snakes but harmless as doves.”  He wants street smarts and a benevolent heart.  He expects us to have good manners and adept social interaction, never merely to advance our own interests, but always to welcome the Kingdom by serving others.   

Jesus says the Kingdom is a big party.  And we must party on and enjoy it for the sake of it in itself if we are to have any place at the table.  And that means welcoming others, especially those who need a party the most.  In the Kingdom, manipulation will cease.  The social order will be turned upside down: the first will be last, the last first, the poor shall be exalted and the mighty brought low. He teaches us to first become a servant of all, and not strive to be a leader, of someone to be served.  We must be handmaids, not handlers.

This week, I invite us all to take some time to think about how we manipulate others, how we use them, how instrumentally we think of them.  We all do it.  In meditation and prayer, let us identify at least one specific relationship that we have where we manipulate, and then let us think of ways that we can turn the relationship into an occasion of our own service to the other person.   

In the name of Christ, Amen.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Dorothy Day on Discouragement (mid-week message)



Dorothy Day Feeding the Hungry, Julie Lonneman

Fr. Tony’s Midweek Message
August 24, 2016
Dorothy Day on Discouragement

We live in a world that demands results, and judges by measured performance.  But we are called to a life in Christ that by definition seems always to be headed for failure by the measurements of the world.  When we measure the effectiveness of our ministries by numbers—how many in Sunday attendance, how many newcomers who stay, how many homeless sheltered and fed—we often see that these metrics don’t capture the heart and life of ministry.  Frankly, it can be discouraging. 

Blessed Dorothy Day, pacifist co-founder of the Catholic Workers’ Movement, wrote the following to a friend in 1936:

You sounded so discouraged and you know as well as I do that discouragement is a temptation of the devil. Why should we try to see results? It is enough to keep on in the face of what looks to be defeat. We certainly have enough examples in the lives of the saints to help us. Not to speak of that greatest of failures (to the eyes of the world) of Christ on the cross. Why look for response? After all, we can only do what lies in our power and leave all the rest to God, and God will attend to it. You do not know yourself what you are doing, how far-reaching your influence is…  God often lets us start doing one thing and many of the results we accomplish are incalculably far-reaching, splendid in their own way, but quite different from what we expected. Let us think only in terms of our own selves and God, and not worry about anyone else.

I just go straight ahead, doing the best I can with the very poor human material God sends us. Just look at the kind of disciples He chose for Himself, and how little they understood Him, how they wanted a temporal kingdom and thought all was lost until the Descent of the Holy Spirit enlightened them. Why should we expect to be anything else but unprofitable servants? We simply have to leave things in God’s hands.   (To Catherine de Hueck Doherty, Aug. 9, 1936)

Following Jesus, regardless of the cost, is what counts.  Trying to keep a rule of life rooted in his example and teaching, this is what matters.  Serving the needy and all with kindness, regardless of how hopeless things look—that’s the point.  Continuing to maintain the link with all believers in all times and places by simply worshipping in spirit and truth and sharing in the Lord’s Table—this is what matters.  Jesus said that when two or three are gathered in his name, God is in their midst.   The world’s metrics of success are not what Jesus has in mind anyway.  The seed that is the Kingdom of God sprouts on its own, and grows with or without our intervention.  One plants, another harvests.  Trust and not getting discouraged is what it’s all about.

Grace and Peace,  Fr. Tony+ 

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Strategic Inaction (Proper 16C)



Jesus Heals the Bent Over Woman, detail from the Two Brothers Sarcophagus, mid-4th century, Vatican Collections, Rome

Strategic Inaction (Proper 16C)
Homily Delivered 21 August 2016
8:00 a.m. Said and 10:00 a.m. Sung Mass
Parish Church of Trinity, Ashland (Oregon)
The Rev. Fr. Tony Hutchinson, SCP, Ph.D.

God, give us hearts to love and feel,
Take away our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh.  Amen
 
When I was a first year Chinese student, mid-year I had an experience that taught me how profoundly the words we use color our thoughts and feelings.  We had had a long weekend, and my instructor asked me in Chinese what I had done.  I replied in my ever improving but still very tentative Chinese, “I rested (休息, xiuxi).”  He continued, “And how did you rest?”  I replied, “I went to the gym, and then we went hiking and camping in the Shenandoahs.”  He replied, “But you didn’t rest!”  “What do you mean?”  “You played (玩儿, wanr).  You had fun.  That takes energy.  You may have enjoyed yourself, but you did not rest!” 

The difference between rest and play: oh how I wish I had learned that distinction as a younger man!   Later, as a student of Buddhism, I would learn in taiqi the importance of lifting your weight off a leg and foot, and using absence of weight and of effort as a tool in the struggle of balance that occurs in any physical confrontation.  In meditation, I would learn that emptying one’s mind was the ultimate presence.  And as a U.S. diplomat, I learned the importance of strategic inaction as a tool in advancing one’s national interests.   Though derided in the West as lazy, laissez-faire, not-so-benign neglect, or mere ineptitude, strategic inaction is a key element of theory behind Sunzi’s Art of War.  The Chinese Taoist proverb says it all:

无为而治
Do nothing, but accomplish everything. 

Today’s Hebrew Scripture asks us to take a rest, and give each others rest. Remove the yoke from among you.  Don’t exploit each other.  Remove the pointing of the finger, speaking ill of others. Don’t reduce others to objects to be evaluated and judged, ridiculed, made fun of, or maligned.  Give food to the hungry and satisfy the needs of the afflicted.  Stand with the downtrodden.  Help and don’t judge.  Give them a break because they need it, not because they deserve it. 

It ties these social justice issues to the Sabbath.  We shouldn’t place a heavy yoke upon us ourselves, even if we think this serves our purposes.   We shouldn’t belittle ourselves, or think ill of ourselves when we take needed rest.  We need to find time to rest each week, and make this a priority.  We need to not consider this shameful, but rather honorable:

If you refrain from trampling the sabbath,
from pursuing your own interests on my holy day;
if you call the sabbath a delight
and the holy day of the LORD honorable;
if you honor it, not going your own ways,
serving your own interests, or pursuing your own affairs;
then you shall take delight in the LORD….

To be sure, the commandment to remember the Sabbath is not just a call for regular down time, periodic torpid rest.  The commandment is to remember the seventh day by keeping it holy.  This means, as the Prayer Book puts it, a duty “to set aside regular times for worship, prayer, and the study of God’s ways” (p. 847).   That is a key part of resting from what usually consumes us.   As Second Isaiah says, this should be a delight. 

Yet rest is still at the heart of the commandment.  In the catechism of the Roman Catholic Church, we read, “"[The Sabbath] is a day of protest against the servitude of work and the worship of money" (Catechism of the Catholic Church, para. 2172). 

In the Gospel reading today, Jesus gives respite to a woman.  She has been bound down by a debilitating illness, here personified as a demonic spirit, that tautly tied her muscles and held her doubled over and unable to stand up straight and relaxed for years.   He simply lays his hands on her, unbinds her, relaxes her, and restores her natural posture.   She rejoices, thanking God. 

But a community religious leader nearby is not pleased.  He sees Jesus as a competitor calling for people to be lax in following the Law, not stringent in their religious duties.  He doesn’t want that particular yoke removed, and he points his finger and speaks ill:  “Your business appears to be faith healing and here you are, doing business on the Sabbath!”

There has been quite a lot of scholarly discussion on whether this is a fair representation of how Jesus’ critics historically may have reacted to such a situation. A scene in John has Jesus healing being criticized for breaking the Sabbath.  There, he mixes his saliva with dirt to make a mud as a kind of healing ointment, rather than just laying his hands on the afflicted.  Since the mixing of mortar for building or clay for potting was a specifically defined form of work forbidden for Sabbath, some believe that it is this, and not the healing per se, that may have been criticized.  

Most rabbinic treatments of the Sabbath indeed include the saving of a life as grounds for allowing things otherwise forbidden for Sabbath.   But is being bent over a life-threatening condition?  Perhaps this woman could have waited a few hours until Sabbath was over to be restored to health.  “There are six other days of the week on which you could have done this,” says Jesus’ opponent in our story. 

However you understand the specifics, one thing is clear.   Jesus notes that his critic fails to see the joy of the woman.  Pulling animals out of the mire was allowed on Sabbath in rigorous interpretations, even if their lives were not immediately threatened.  This woman was more important than an animal!  Her taut binding, bent over in pain for years, was worse than the suffering of a beast caught in the mud!  So couldn’t an a fortiori case be made to allow healing her? 

Since many people thought that illness was a punishment from God, the pointing finger of the community leader implies something else—why should Jesus even try to heal the woman at all, since she is only getting what she deserves?   And to break Sabbath in the process!  Jesus, you lazy keeper of the law! 

Jesus will have none of this.  Break the yoke! Remove the pointing finger!  

What we may be dealing with here is a Galilean rural flexibility to Law running into an urban or Judean doctrine of legal rigor:  rigidity on the Law versus flexibility.   Generally a critic of rigorists, Jesus himself could have his moments of tightness when it came to the Law:  it is almost certain that the Historical Jesus forbade any taking of oaths or swearing on things, and the casual repudiation of one’s dependent spouse that was the divorce of his day.  

But for him, how to decide when to give more loosen up or tighten up a bit depended on how this effected the people involved. 

Second Isaiah had said, “if you honor [the Sabbath], … then you shall take delight in the LORD” (Isa 59:12-13).  The woman who has set free from her bonds here is rejoicing in the Lord, and so, thinks Jesus, how can we possibly have violated the Sabbath?   A good tree yields sweet fruit, a bad tree, bitter.  What possible criticism is there when such obvious good has been wrought? 

Knowing when to give ourselves ourselves and each other the grace of rest, and when to get busy to get good things done, is a trick.  No set of external rules can tell us when to tighten up and when to let loose.  This art cannot be mastered without an open heart and open hands, without trust in God and benevolence or good will for all.  It is rooted the principle that Jesus taught: forgive others that we may be forgiven; treat others as we ourselves would want to be treated.   This complex of ideas is covered by what Buddhists call detachment, compassion, and doing no harm. 

We all pray for rest at times and we all must be able to give it. We are all in this together, and proper humility demands that we have solidarity with all our other creatures.  It demands that we be gentle. 

Remove the yoke, take away the pointing finger. The rule of thumb that Jesus uses here in this story is good—look at the effect of our actions on ourselves and others.  Regardless of the fingers pointing at us or the yokes laid upon us, as we hold on to the line of our lives and our duties, tighten up or loosen our grips as necessary to advance human dignity, love, and freedom.  

Jesus said his mission was to announce the Year of the Lord’s Favor, to break the bonds, to set the captive loose.  He announced the coming of God’s Reign in full power, and acted in ways that show he saw himself as the Year of Jubilee when all debts were forgiven, as the Sabbath of Lord, when all could rest and rejoice. 

He says, “Come to me, you heavy-laden and exhausted, and I will give you rest… My yoke is easy and my burden, light.”  He wants to give us rest. We should let him do that.  He calls us to lighten up on ourselves and each other.  This is how the pointing finger will be removed, and yokes broken.  Let go.  Take a Sabbath. Give rest to yourself and to others.


In the name of Christ, Amen.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Our Work as Church (Mid-week Message)





Fr. Tony’s Midweek Message
Our Work as Church
August 17, 2016

This last week saw the birthday (August 15) of Blessed Oscar Romero, Roman Catholic Archbishop of San Salvador who was assassinated in 1980 as he was celebrating Eucharist.  His feast day in our Lesser Feasts and Fasts cycle of commemoration is March 24, the day of his death.  A servant and advocate for the poor, Romero was killed by paramilitary troops defending the privilege of the wealthy elites then ruling his country, backed by U.S. governmental support.  The beginning and end of his life are bracketed by Feasts of the Blessed Virgin, whose Magnificat declares the ultimate vindication of the cause of the poor:  August 15 is the Feast of the Assumption of Blessed Virgin, and March 24 is the eve of the Feast of the Annunciation by the Angel Gabriel to her.

Romero said the following about ministry in the Church, lay and ordained, and it gives us grounds for hope in the ultimate success of our efforts, a broad view of what it means to be Church: 

“The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, it is even beyond our vision. We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work. Nothing we do is complete, which is another way of saying that the kingdom always lies beyond us.  No statement says all that could be said.  No prayer fully expresses our faith. No program accomplishes our mission.  No set of goals and objectives includes everything. That is what we are about.  We plant the seeds that one day will grow. We water seeds already planted, knowing that they hold future promise.  We lay foundations that will need further development.  We provide yeast that produces effects far beyond our capabilities.  We cannot do everything, and there is a sense of liberation in realizing that this enables us to do something, and to do it very well. It may be incomplete, but it is a beginning, a step along the way, an opportunity for the Lord’s grace to enter and do the rest. We may never see the end results, but that is the difference between the master builder and the worker. We are workers, not master builders; ministers, not messiahs. We are prophets of a future not our own.”

Grace and Peace,
Fr. Tony+



Sunday, August 14, 2016

Interpreting the Present Time (Proper 15c; Blessed Jonathan Daniels)

 
Blessed Jonathan Myrick Daniels, Icon by Tobias Haller, BSG
Interpreting the Present Time
Homily delivered the Thirteenth Sunday of Pentecost
(Proper 15; Year C RCL)
14 August 2016; 8 a.m. Said 10:00 a.m. Sung Eucharist
Parish Church of Trinity Ashland (Oregon)
Readings:
Jeremiah 23:23-29; Psalm 82; Hebrews 11:29-12:2 ; Luke 12:49-56

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

Yikes.  “Have I come to bring peace to the earth? No, I tell you, but rather division! From now on, five in one household will be divided, three against two and two against three; they will be divided: father against son and son against father, mother against daughter and daughter against mother, mother-in-law against her daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law against mother-in-law.”  This seems to be no loving Jesus, meek and mild.  This is mean, nasty, open-me-a-can-of-whup-ass Jesus.  And this gem of a Gospel is with that beauty from Hebrews:  “Some were tortured, … suffered mocking and flogging, … chains and imprisonment… stoned to death, … sawn in two, … killed by the sword, … [covered] in skins of sheep and goats [to entice wild animals to eat them in the circuses], … persecuted, tormented…. [They] did not receive [the deliverance of faith] promised, since God had [something better in mind],” being examples to us the living now, so that “they would not, apart from us, be made perfect.”  Yikes. 

The last few weeks in the Lectionary, we have been reading scriptures more and more about the cost of faith, about what we need to be willing to give up out of trust in God.   And here the scripture is telling us to give up hope on a loving, kind Jesus who will protect us from danger and fire.  Here, he wants the fire to burn.  Like the rioters in Watts in the mid sixties:  “Burn, baby, burn!”  

None of this should be taken as if Jesus is actually a mean and nasty pyromaniac and house wrecker.  It just is pointing to the truth that if we take Jesus at his word, if we take the Gospel seriously, if we don’t try to weasel out of it and try to find an easier, softer path—it sometimes feels that way.  There is no easier, softer path.   That’s because the world cannot accept Jesus, and if we do, we are bound to be in conflict with it, even with those closest to us.  The trust and love we have for Jesus, faithfulness to his heart of loving kindness and compassion, inevitably will bring stress and division.   When Jesus says here “let the fire burn!” he is basically saying the same thing that Winston Churchill expressed memorably: “When you have to go through hell, the quickest way is to just keep going!”   Jesus here is encouraging us to accept the inevitable stresses that love produces when it takes on flesh in this world, to embrace them as a way to get through them.   

In order to illustrate this truth of the Gospel, I want to talk about a saint, a martyr, whose feast day is today, August 14.

Blessed Jonathan Myrick Daniels was a white civil rights worker killed in Hayneville Alabama just after the signing of the 1965 Voters’ Rights Act. He became a martyr to the faith by living the Gospel even when it demanded that he come into conflict with others.  

Born into white privilege in New Hampshire, he went to Virginia Military Institute for High School and then to Harvard for college.  Raised by Congregationalists, he became an Episcopalian in High School.  But he had a crisis of faith in college after deaths in his immediate family.  He experienced a profound conversion experience on Easter Day 1962 at the Anglo-catholic Episcopal Church of the Advent in Boston, and felt a call to ministry.   He entered the Episcopal Theological School in Cambridge.  Near the end of his second year there in March 1965, he saw on television the appeal of Martin Luther King, Jr., to come to Selma to work for black voting rights.   Jim Crow separation of the races and discrimination were the norm in the country, and most Episcopal Churches at the time were segregated.  The non-violent struggle of freedom riders in summer 1964 deeply impressed him.  In King’s appeal, Daniels heard Jesus calling him to serve the “least of these, his brothers and sisters.”   After a long weekend pursuing King’s program, Daniels returned to seminary and asked ETS to grant him a leave of absence for the rest of the semester so he could work in Selma, sponsored by the Episcopal Society for Cultural and Racial Unity; the seminary approved, expecting him to return and begin his final year before ordination that fall.   

Daniels’ conviction that he was following Jesus’ way was deepened at daily Evening Prayer.  The singing of St. Mary’s Magnificat spoke of God’s call to social justice, “He hath put down the mighty from their seat and hath exalted the humble and meek. He hath filled the hungry with good things, and the rich hath he sent empty away.”  Daniels wrote, “I knew that I must go to Selma. The Virgin’s song was to grow more and more dear to me in the weeks ahead.”

In Selma Daniels stayed with a local African-American family.  He worked to integrate the local Episcopal church by taking groups of young African Americans to the church.  This caused great conflict and controversy in the Church, whose members did not welcome Daniels or his guests. In May, Daniels returned to the seminary to take his semester exams and passed.

He returned to Alabama in July, where he did more mainstream civil rights work: assembling lists of resources for the poor, tutoring children, filling out aid application forms for the poor, and registering voters.   The federal Voting Rights Act was passed and signed that Summer. 

The work and hardships of Selma had a profound effect on Daniels.  His letters tell the story:  “The doctrine of the creeds, the enacted faith of the sacraments, were the essential preconditions of the experience itself. The faith with which I went to Selma has not changed: it has grown ... I began to know in my bones and sinews that I had been truly baptized into the Lord’s death and resurrection ... with them, the black men and white men, with all life, in him whose Name is above all the names that the races and nations shout ... We are indelibly and unspeakably one.”

Fifty-one years ago today, on August 14, 1965, Daniels was arrested along with 29 others for picketing a segregated store.   His cellmate was Stokely Carmichael.   When he and his companions were unexpectedly released six days later and left stranded far from where they had been arrested, they feared that this was a ploy to allow the Klan to kill them.  As they waited for transportation, Daniels and a white Roman Catholic priest took two of their fellow prisoners—younger African American women—to a small store for cool soft drinks.  As they arrived at one of the only stores in town catering to blacks, a man wielding a shotgun stepped out and tried to shoot seventeen-year-old Ruby Sales.  Daniels pulled her to one side to shield her from harm, and was killed in her stead by the near point-blank blast from the 12-gauge gun.

Upon learning of Daniels’ murder, The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. called what Daniels had done “one of the most heroic Christian deeds of which I have heard in my entire ministry.”

Fr. Tom Murphy, one of our assisting priests here at Trinity, started his Episcopalian training for ministry that fall at ETS.  He tells eloquently of the stories his classmates and teachers shared about Daniels’ faith and sacrifice.    Here was not someone who sought controversy or division, or courted martyrdom.  Here was simply a follower of Jesus, fully convicted of the truth of the Gospel, taking Jesus at his word, and letting his actions follow his belief. 

Sometimes following Jesus will cause deep division and strife.  Sometimes it may get you killed.  But that’s no reason for holding back, for trying to somehow weasel out of what love demands.  

This is what Jesus means by “interpreting the present times” right:  you don’t let the opposition or the stress deflect you from your mission.  You don’t let the complaints of members of the local congregation who just don’t want to worship with blacks get you to back down or stop inviting.  Love has a clarity of vision.  The fire that Jesus brings burns bright, and is not confounded or confused by smoke and darkness. 

In the name of Christ, Amen.  


O God of justice and compassion, you put down the proud and mighty from their place, and lift up the poor and the afflicted: We give you thanks for your faithful witness Jonathan Myrick Daniels, who, in the midst of injustice and violence, risked and gave his life for another; and we pray that we, following his example, may make no peace with oppression; through Jesus Christ the just one, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Friday, August 12, 2016

Root and Sky (funeral)



Root and Sky
Homily delivered at the Funeral of Rudolf E. Vest
12 August 2016; 2:00 p.m. Said Rite I Burial Office, Eucharist, and Committal
Parish Church of Trinity, Ashland (Oregon)
Readings:  Lamentations 3:22-26, 31-33; Psalm 121; 2 Corinthians 4:16-5:9; Psalm 23; John 14:1-6)

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

In the second Act of As You Like It, we hear the oft-cited lines:
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then, the whining school-boy with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then, a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden, and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice,
In fair round belly, with a good capon lined,
With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws, and modern instances,
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

Ruedi was an actor, and loved the stage.  He met his beloved Emilie when both were part of the same troupe in San Francisco.  And to the end of his life, he often would produce from memory snippets of theater pieces in which he had been a player.  I heard him quote the “all the world’s a stage” piece in a Parish forum once, stressing the varied roles we have throughout our life.  He was given to theatricality, and when I knew him was “full of wise saws, and modern instances.”  Often as he left Church on Sundays as I greeted parishioners as they filed out, he would say in a bass several tones below his normal speaking voice, “I will be brief.”  Many of us here at Trinity were close to Ruedi and Emilie because we first met them in a friendship dinner group the first year we were here. 

But he was not just an actor.  He was a soldier (and passionate about Korean War era veteran’s affairs), a football player, a prep school student in New Jersey and then a home grown scholar here at Ashland High and Southern Oregon College.  A mathematician and engineer, he provided for his family with more conventional work than the stage.  He was the avuncular presence in our parish gatherings over the last 15 years. 

He had strong opinions, always expressed firmly but respectfully.  I knew early on exactly just what he liked and didn’t like about the “new” liturgies of the Church and Bible translations after the introduction of the 1979 prayer book.    “Rite I and the old prayer book have it right:  it’s all about cadences, the rhythm of the language.”  “Don’t use a microphone, Tony, use the voice and diaphragm God gave you.”  “Preach from your heart, Tony.  It’s all that people hear anyway.”  

In some ways, Ruedi was a man of deep spirituality.  He felt his whole life was a gift from God, and something that he needed to make beautiful in return for the gift.  A cradle Episcopalian, he felt that proper courtesy and good taste were a sign of showing thanks for God’s love.  But he was no prig or prude.  He enjoyed life, right down to the single evening cocktail with his beloved each day.  In this, he was very much a disciple of our Lord, who loved good storytelling, a good joke, and good bread and wine with his friends.  

Eternal life in Christian doctrine does not start at death.  Rather, it always exists.   We begin to participate in it as we hear God in our hearts and respond to Jesus’ call to us to follow him, knowingly or unknowingly.   Eternal life is timeless, but so overwhelmingly full of life that our biological deaths cannot touch it.  Death, as the Prayer Book anthem I will recite in the Columbarium today so eloquently says, is indeed in the midst of life.   And life is very much in the midst of death.  Trusting in the one who rose from death, that’s why we hope for the resurrection, and for seeing our loved ones again on a brighter, happier shore. 

One of the plays Ruedi performed with the Bishop’s Company in Episcopal Churches around the U.S. in the 1950s was Christopher Fry’s “The Boy with a Cart.”  It tells the story of St. Cuthman of Steyning.  Cuthman was a poor young man who sought a livelihood where it might present itself.  Since his mother was paralyzed and he was her caregiver, he hauled her with him around the countryside in a cart wheelbarrow with a rope handle that placed her weight on his shoulders.  The rope broke several times, but he always improvised a way to repair it and continue his precarious way and care for his mother.  Finally, he took a final breaking of the rope in impossible circumstances as a sign from God that this is where he should settle, and build a church to express his thanks for the care God had given him and his mother.  Joy and thanks in hardship, gratitude and faith in difficulty—this is the Christian hope that finds its ultimate expression in our hope in the face of death.  One of the lines from the play, I think, sums up Ruedi’s life: 

It is there in the story of Cuthman, the working together
Of man and God like root and sky
; the son
Of a Cornish shepherd, Cuthman, the boy with a cart,
The boy we saw trudging the sheep-tracks with his mother
Mile upon mile over five counties; one
Fixed purpose biting his heels and lifting his heart.

In the name of Christ, Amen.