Friday, September 25, 2020

Applying the Words of an Ancient Hymn (Pent 17A

 Who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death --- even death on a cross.

The text from Philippians brought to mind two stories – one from long ago and one related to a news piece I read this week. I’ll share the stories and then take a moment to make the connection to Philippians chapter 2.

 

Many years ago I saw a documentary film – it began in a large living room where a dozen or so people were gathering to share in a community healing exercise. It is explained that those participating have been through significant events in their life and require some kind of healing; and that the exercise is a practice that has Indigenous roots.  The film continues in a series of vignettes. Focusing on one person at a time the film rewinds time to capture and tell a deeply personal experience about that individual – kind of like a journal entry on the theme of looking for and finding hope/peace/love/Spirit/God in a troubled time of their life.  After going through a dozen stories, the film returns to the large living room where the dozen people gather in a circle, each with an item in their hand.

Each person was invited to bring with them a gift to give away.  The gift -the item each person was holding in their hands-  was to be an item of great significance, a prized possession, and one of great worth to the person holding it. As the group formed a circle, the participants began by offering a moment of gratitude – for creation, for each other, for their experiences, for family, for new friends, for healing, for the food to be eaten after the gift exchange. Next, each person in turn, shared the story of the significant gift they brought and then would give it to the person beside them.

Those of us who watched the vignettes had an inside story on the gifts being given and their significance to the giver: The kayak that an individual had used everyday since their father died to cope with grief and find peace on the water; the eagle feather, the handmade handkerchief, that were tokens given to the givers by significant people in their lives – tokens that reminded them to be themselves, to fight demons of unworthiness pulling givers out of addiction, or abusive situations; and so on. The givers brought gifts that marked significant turning points in their lives – without the item, perhaps the person would not have come through the troubled time, or come to this circle of healing.

What was being given, was not so much the gift of the item, the gift was in having a circle of people attentively listen to one’s life changing experience. And to give someone the privilege and honour to be the bearer of the giver’s story of resurrection, restoration, resilience.

 

This past week Robert Graetz passed away at the age of 92. Robert was a Lutheran pastor in the United States. In the 1950s there was a shortage of Black pastors so Robert was asked in his career to serve majority-Black congregations: leaving seminary he went to Trinity Lutheran church in Montgomery, Alabama. Six months into being a pastor at Trinity, ministry went into full swing. He was the only white clergy person who supported the 1955-56 Montgomery Bus-Boycott, and actively contributed to plan it and make it work- driving 50 or more to work every day; engaging the congregation to participate whole heartedly. In the congregation, his ministry was embraced...outside not so much.

He -and his supportive wife; along with their children- were shunned by the majority of the white community, they endured vandalism and verbal harassment, they received notes suggesting their children be shot while playing outside. Their parents wanted them to send their children away to school to protect them. Graetz was harassed by police- taken to jail with trumped up driving infractions. His house was bombed, twice. His life’s passion was working on and speaking about civil rights issues right up to his death.

In a 1956 interview Graetz stated: “Some time ago I read that the first requisite of a successful missionary was that he become color blind. I figured that the same was true of my work here. I know that I shall be criticized for my stand. I may even suffer violence. But I cannot minister to souls alone. My people also have bodies.”

 

 

In his letter to the Philippians, Paul’s main concern was to appeal for unity in the community of faith. His persuasion begins with the passage we read earlier, likely words from a known hymn of Paul’s time, perhaps used as part of a baptismal liturgy. Being baptized into Christ means living lives that follow the example of Jesus.  The example of Jesus in the hymn is kenotic – a ‘self-emptying’ of Jesus’ own will and in so doing becoming entirely receptive to God’s divine will. The Oxford Annotated NRSV blip about Philippians commentates: a very good example as to why the discordant factions in the Philippian church should be willing to empty themselves of their opinions.

 Paul then continues by offering examples of Christ-living, people who have had their lives endangered, including imprisonment for the gospel: mentioning Timothy, Ephaphroditus, and Paul himself – all people who would have been known to the community hearing the letter.

The message -after so many examples- should be easy to understand.

As members of the Christian community, follow the example of Jesus, and if that is not plain enough, use Jesus’ followers as a standard for right living.

 

Specifically this text focuses on how to go about right-living. To participate in the reign of God on earth it requires humility and vulnerability; one can not empty one-self otherwise. And then, it is a bit of a paradox because in ‘emptying oneself,’ one is filled with divine grace, resulting in union with God. It is from the midst of this divine grace and union with God that one lives righteously.

 

In our everyday lives, I suspect we do not spend a lot of time pondering the righteousness of our actions, or the example or standard we are setting for right living. If someone were to ask you for an example of faithful -God oriented-living – who would it be?  This week, at the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg, we were reminded of people who give their whole lives; dedicated to fighting for the rights of others and changing unjust systems.  Such lives can make some of the rest of us feel inadequate – or at least not able to make such a huge difference.  This is one reason I shared with you the story of Pastor Gaetz, along with his supportive wife and children. Perhaps a closer to home example -with actions-that are doable (albeit with good dose of courage) for this community, doable for me, doable for you.

And if not that, surely the example set in the circle of healing is a model of action for the time in which we find ourselves.  Thanksgiving and Christmas are both drawing close – we have spent a lot of time in our homes, physically distanced from family and friends-  we have had a lot of time to be with our stuff, whether material or memory; we have many significant items and powerful accompanying stories ; gifts to give away.  What I am suggesting is that between now and Christmas we take time to be humble and vulnerable, sharing- gifting others: life changing moments, how we coped and made it through scary situations, deep aha moments, memories of mentors/guides/faithful people, times where one persevered and yet might not know how you made it through.  Wrap significant material item, along with a written note or phone call to tell the accompanying story to someone in your wider circle.  There is no better gift than to give yourself.

What I found so beautiful in the documentary film was the care people took in telling their story – and the sacrifice to give away an item that meant so much – only to find that in the giving they received back so much more. The fullness of healing came in the emptying of oneself -to be humble and vulnerable; to have someone else share in holding and experiencing their story, a little piece of who they are.  The story grew – as did hope for the future because the participants were united with each other in spirit. Once emptying oneself, one was also able to receive the precious story/item of the other, expanding one’s connection with another.

What better gift can you give – then to empty yourself – spilling the nature of who you are and in so doing sharing your experience of life, death, resurrection in the moments that have made life what it is. This is you --sharing the gospel applied to daily living, uniting on a deeper level with those in your wider circle. #forthehealingoftheworld

 

Who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death --- even death on a cross.

Friday, September 18, 2020

Unprecedented! (Pent 16A, COVID reopening)

the window at the Lutheran Church of the Resurrection placed in memory of those who lost their lives in the Halifax Explosion, Dec.6, 1917.


On that particular Sunday it was a two-fold celebration.  In the morning the people were commended – praised with the words of Nehemiah 4:6: So we rebuilt the wall...for the people had a mind to work.

In the evening the people gathered to give praise to God with the words of Psalm 26: 8: O Lord, I love the house in which you dwell, and the place where your glory abides.

This was August 4th, 1918. It had been 8 months since the congregation -the members of this church- had met in this space. 

On Dec. 6, 1917, two ships collided in the Halifax harbour, producing the most devastating human-made explosion in the pre-atomic age. Thousands died and were injured, sections of the city destroyed.  The church record book records that “among the killed were 17 Lutherans (this doesn’t include the Norwegian sailors on the SS IMO). The church property was also badly damaged.” ---damaged such that the church building closed, to reopen 8 months later (as the records state), with repairs fully made, the church reopened with appropriate services. 

It has been 6 months since we gathered in this space, in-person. We are greeted with the words:

..in the morning you shall have your fill of bread; then you shall know that I am the Lord your God.

By no means have we forgotten the Lord our God over the past 6 months, by no means have we not been filled over the past 6 months; today feels different - fuller. Today is a celebration of weathering a storm, keeping faith in changing times, living through a time of drawing on Word rather than sacrament to fill the hungry heart and thirsting soul; today is about the abundance of God and praising God for our ability to bear witness to the Word through new expressions and practices, and finding ways to stay in community when face-to-face is not possible.

Today I feel like, we are returning to the Lord – you see, I was once again comfortable – church life was happening in a scheduled way: online services were working, Bible Study by email led to reflecting and articulating what we have read and sharing a diversity of thought; coffee conversation had deepened my own self-reflection and getting to know others; council was meeting, there was lots of music available for whatever mood I was in, hymns with words to feed the soul.  And now – with a little trepidation, our practices change yet again. Today we will have bread- sacrament; albeit in a different way, but we will have our fill of bread.

 I kind of picture myself in the wilderness -like the Israelites- full of fear, anticipation, lots of questions, wanting to ensure my basic human needs will be met, wanting a plan, wanting an end date for the journey.  I can see days of wondering about where to worship God in a strange place while on the move. I ponder the awkwardness of approaching God with how I feel...which very well might sound like a pile of complaints, but are only an expression of fear articulated in prayerful conversation.

Today standing here, in your midst – those here, those with us live on Facebook, those who are listening to this sermon via Youtube- we gather as a large community...and in our gathering we hear the word proclaimed:

I am going to rain down bread from heaven for you, and each day the people shall go out and gather enough for that day.

Over the past 6 months, have we not gathered enough for each day?Yes, we have.  And we are here today, changed through the experiences of engaging with God, faith, and community in alternative ways – we are here gathered together in an expanded form of community; in three ways and remaining one.


The two texts for today are one in their message to us this morning. They share a couple thoughts in common. First there is grumbling and complaining: the early workers came to the landowner expecting more than a days wage based on the generosity shown those who started late in the day – when they received just the daily wage – they grumbled.  The Israelites in the wilderness complained too – no water, no bread, no meat.

I am sure that over the past 6 months you have complained – grumbled – just because. Yet, as a community there has been an overwhelming articulation of gratitude: comments on FB, notes and emails coming to the church, spoken thanks when paths cross, the giving of tithes and offerings. This speaks loudly and clearly about how we embrace God’s word and practice it; the behaviour expected and experienced in this faith community. The truth is it is not about us – this expression of the commonwealth of God is rooted in the beginnings of this sacred space. 

For us, these are unprecedented times, however this sacred space in its 100 and some years of history has witnessed another ‘unprecedented times.’  Built in war time, a few years later being badly damaged and rebuilt (once again during the same war) in the chaos of the aftermath of the explosion, as well as dealing with ongoing spread of tuberculosis, and then the Spanish flu epidemic of 1918 --- unprecedented times were filled with hope.  In troubled times, Resurrection lived into its name; resurrection, life. Living faithfully was literally building the Gospel in bricks and mortar, and sharing the abundance of God in a time when resources were rationed and scarce.

The second thought that the readings have in common is a challenge to conventional views- the stories are not about scarcity, but, rather, abundance. And the abundance is for everyone! not dependant on a person’s work, ability, position, tribe/race... In both stories, abundance -bread from heaven- is given and received in troubling times: the Israelites are a displaced people fleeing slavery (refugees), the labourers are the dispossessed in a broken society occupied by a foreign power.

This morning’s parable from Matthew ends with pointed questions: Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? Or are you envious because I am generous?

If we put God as the landowner and speaker of these words, God is then the giver of abundance – full wages- recognition, hope, bread, life; an invitation and welcome for all.  An unprecedented action! An unprecedented expenditure of abundance!

At any time, but more poignant in unprecedented times, people of faith have options: A people can complain about what is and compound the complaint by grieving about what is missing.  A people can be envious of what others have and what others are doing. Another option is to set to work to rebuild a wall, as the people did in Nehemiah’s time – rebuilding the house of the Lord – in other words build/grow the commonwealth of God.  This congregation, during WW1, chose to build the house of the Lord - twice. This congregation, during pandemic, chose -chooses- to build the commonwealth of God. We do that by building community and sacred space with the tools at hand. It is challenging, it is different, it is new creation, it is being faithful, it is sharing the Gospel with every means possible, it is bringing Christ to the world ... unprecedented times are not about death. Not in this place.  Unprecedented times through the abundance of the commonwealth of God is what our fore-bearers ingrained in this sacred space, and in our ethos, in our hearts...unprecedented times are about resurrection.

This is our name.  This is who we are.  This is who and what God expects us to be in this time and place. Resurrection.

This morning you shall have your fill of bread; then you shall know that I am the Lord your God.

And with that bread -with hope and life and the abundance of God- we will go to make sacred places in our own homes,  and then set out to share God’s abundance with the world.

I am going to rain down bread from heaven for you, and each day the people shall go out and gather enough for that day. ... resurrection for unprecedented times. Thanks be to God.

 

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