Do This and You will Live: A Sermon for the 7th Sunday after Pentecost (proper 10, Year C)

I don’t know about you, but the parable of the Good Samaritan annoys me. It especially annoys me, since I’ve been ordained a priest. It’s at the back of my mind every time I walk out the door, every time someone stops me to ask me for money. It popped into my mind yesterday, as Corrie and I were walking to the Farmer’s Market, and passed someone sleeping in the grass. As we went by, Corrie asked me, “He is breathing, isn’t he?” We didn’t give it another thought; although I’ll admit, I did look for him when as we made our way home an hour or so later. Continue reading

Corrie’s write-up of Monday night’s party/shelter meal

WHAT A PARTY!

An elderly gentleman dancing with two little girls as Jim spontaneously conducted the band. Ginny giving a little TLC to a frightened, newly homeless 19 year-old. Neighbors from the Lorraine pitching in, as well as in and out-of-town family and friends (from as far away as Colorado and France!). A fury of egg deviling, tomato slicing and mac n’cheese engineering on one side of the kitchen. Later on the other, a NYC-trained chef, at least 3 Harvard PhDs, and an experienced shelter meal cook and painter extraordinaire trying to keep up with demand as the irrepressible Emma and others delivered plates to some 85 guests from the shelter and off the street. (Expecting around 65, we got “slammed” as they say in the culinary world. But we got everybody well fed in the end.) And, a vision of heaven: two long tables filled with the most exquisite-looking pies imaginable (and tasting even better).

Actually, the whole thing was a vision of heaven or at least, what the Kingdom of God should look like: people from all walks of life coming together to make this thing we call “church” (a free translation of ekklesia could be “party”) happen: feeding as we are fed by God and by the neighbors we serve and with whom we share more in common than we sometimes realize. This is how grace—and Grace—happen.

There are so many to thank. Somewhere around 45 Grace members and community volunteers who at one point or another (and many throughout) helped with set up, cooking, clean up, hosting and serving. And even more of you were present via your donations for the meal. That support not only made this meal possible, but it has helped give some relief our very meager Shelter Meal budget. (Did you know that Sarah and Sparky make the monthly meal—often feeding 150 guests—with a budget of less than $250/month?) There was the vivid presence of our Sunday School children who, with Carrie Scherpelz’s help, made banners of themselves welcoming our guests (see them still in Guild Hall). As always Russ was indispensable and Sheila and Janet kept communication and accounting flowing smoothly. Special thanks to Deb Barber for the extra help with Second Harvest and for providing (along with many of you) all that lemonade. And to Greg and Stephen—who brought heaven out of a “hotter than…” kitchen in a pie shape—well, the swoons and smacks of delight on Monday evening said it all.

And we are so grateful and honored by the help of the following local artists/artisan, farmers, and restaurateurs:

  • Smoky Jon’s Barbecue, especially manager Joel who came in on his day off after the busiest weekend of the year to do the meat for us. Joel wanted to do it because he was once a shelter guest.
  • Tony and Julie Hook of Hook’s Cheese in Mineral Point who gave us a generous discount on their award-winning cheeses. And their neighbors Mike and Marcia Bingham of Bingham Horticulture who did the same for their beefsteak tomatoes.
  • And our musicians, some of whom play regularly at the Contra Dances held in this room: Hollie Benton, Roger Diggle, Michael Kuharski, Carol Ormand, and Gregg Sanford, who put the group together. And all present were charmed and inspired by their children Callie and Nellie, who presented a quart jar full of donations they had collected for the Shelter Meal. Before we could even write to thank them, they volunteered to do it again.

The party isn’t over. We are called to make it happen every month. Perhaps we can’t always do it this elaborately. (Or can we?) But we must do it this collaboratively. …

Proper 9 Year C

July 4, 2010

I’ve never really been a big fan of the 4th of July. I’m not that patriotic in the first place–maybe it’s because I graduated from high school in 1976 and we had to wear red white and blue graduation gowns. Over the years I’ve come to think that the primary purpose of the 4th of July is to provide sales for fireworks vendors. I’ll be curious to hear what it sounds like tonight. In fact, growing up, the main reason I looked forward to Independence Day was that it was a day off of working for my dad building and renovating houses, and on my summer calendar on which each day of work was marked off, it meant I had made it through one full month and only had two more months to go.

It’s always a sensitive issue about whether, or how much, to focus on the national celebration in our worship; but it’s even more curious when Sunday falls on the 4th as it does today. In fact, there’s a temptation to conflate Christianity with patriotism. I’m sure it happens here in Wisconsin, too, but churches in the South would advertise their patriotic celebrations on the Sundays closest to Memorial Day and July 4, promising visits from armed forces color guards, patriotic music, and the like. There was one Baptist Church in Greenville that lined its property from one end to another with a display of American flags.

We won’t have any of that, you can be sure, as long as I’m at Grace, but there’s nothing wrong with enjoying the traditional rituals of barbecue and fireworks. I certainly will later today. But that’s for then. And there’s certainly nothing wrong with giving thanks to God for all of the blessings bestowed on our nation over the centuries, for the freedoms we enjoy and for the lives we live. But that’s only part of the story. As Christians, we need also to acknowledge that God’s favor is not unique to our country. Moreover, while I’m no fan of the Freedom from Religion folk, I agree wholeheartedly with the ad I saw on the side of a bus this week. It was a quotation from President John Adams (who was a Unitarian, not a Christian, by the way). It said something to the effect that the US was not founded as a Christian nation.

This morning, let’s keep our focus on the scriptures that were put before us. I hope that as you listened to the first lesson, the story of Elisha and Naaman, you were intrigued by the way in which this story deals with questions of nationalism and religious identity—questions that come to the forefront on today’s national holiday.

Aram and Israel were neighbors. Occasionally they cooperated with each other to repel common threats; often, though, they quarreled with one another. The story suggests that Israel was weaker than Aram. The story plays off of ancient near-eastern assumptions about the relationship between religion and the state. Even at this stage in Israel’s history, few people believed that their God, Yahweh, was the ruler of the universe. Instead, their God was their God, while other peoples worshiped other gods. Religion, nationalism, and ethnic identity were all bound together. So Naaman’s arrival in Israel constituted a foreign-policy crisis, evidenced by the terrified response of Israel’s king.

Still, Elisha is able to extricate the king from the quandary by offering to heal Naaman. Naaman comes to him, but instead of doing what prophets do, namely make a big show of their power, Elisha simply instructed Naaman to wash in the Jordan. Naaman’s response is typical of a patriot—aren’t our rivers better than yours? It’s only after further persuasion from his Israelite slave girl that he accedes to Elisha’s commands, washes and is cleansed.

Although the reading this morning ends there, the story doesn’t. Naaman returns to Elisha and proclaims his faith in Israel’s and Elisha’s God: “Now I know that there is no God in all the earth except in Israel.” He wants to give Elisha a reward, but when Elisha refuses, asks that he might take two wagonfuls of earth from Israel so he can worship God on the holy land of Israel. He also asks pardon in advance for having to worship the gods of Aram with the king of Aram.

The mention of taking dirt to Aram underscores the connection in the ancient near East between the land and the gods. But it’s not just the biblical tradition in which that connection is made. Other religions do the same. Most of the world’s religions have a profound sense that there is some sacred ground. It’s no accident Israel is called the Holy Land by many Christians. It’s also no accident that Muslims, throughout the world, pray in the direction of Mecca, and have as a life goal making the haj, the pilgrimage to Mecca. Even Hinduism has something similar. There’s a story about one of the leading princes of India who was invited to attend Queen Victoria’s diamond jubilee, celebrating her 60 years as queen. He came, but he had to bring with him his yacht, on which was brought enough soil from India that he would not have to risk impurity by walking on English soil.

This tendency is not just, perhaps not primarily religious, although as a former scholar of religion, it galls me to say that. There is something deeply human about our connection with the land, be it the land of our ancestors, our family property, our nation. We imbue it with sacred significance. We ourselves are rooted to that land, rooted in the land, even if we have never owned a piece of it ourselves.

How very different is the attitude expressed in the gospel today. As we have already seen this summer, Jesus has set his face to go to Jerusalem. He and his disciples are on the way, on the road, from Galilee to meet their uncertain fate in the capital city. There is a sense of urgency in that mission, in that journey, and in today’s gospel, we see Jesus extend that sense of urgency from himself to his disciples.

In fact, this is one of those scriptural passages over which scholars have had sharp disagreements over the years. Many think that this commissioning of the seventy cannot be traced back to Jesus himself, but rather reflects concerns and strategies of early Christians in the first generations of the faith. There are strong parallels in early Christian literature to the exact instructions Jesus gives his disciples here and they reflect many of the concerns in early Christianity about the lifestyle and support of itinerant missionaries

The instructions Jesus gives are quite austere. He stresses the danger and urgency of the mission: “See, I am sending you like lambs into the midst of wolves. Carry no purse, no bag, no sandals and greet no one on the road.”  The seventy are to accept the hospitality of towns and people who receive them, but they are also to dramatically reject those towns that reject them; symbolizing that rejection by shaking the dust from their sandals.

It’s an interesting juxtaposition, isn’t. Naaman, who wants to take some earth from Israel with him when he goes home, so he can worship the God of Israel, and the seventy who are instructed to rid their sandals of earth from those villages that reject them. Both are natural human tendencies and we can imagine ourselves, perhaps, doing something quite similar; in the one case holding on to something that has deep emotional ties for us, in the other, dramatically symbolizing our break with relationships or places that no longer nourish us.

But there’s something else to which we should attend and in a way this leads us back to where we began, reflecting on our national celebration. The sending of the seventy is not just a story about Jesus commissioning the disciples, although it is that. It says something about the way we, as his disciples in the contemporary world, should live. We tend to imagine that what Jesus had to say was meant only for those who walked with him, even the twelve. But for Jesus, for Luke, for the early church, all of those who followed Jesus were his disciples. All were called to make that journey and that idea continues to challenge us to look ahead, not back, to act with urgency. As humans, our very natural tendency is to stay in our comfort zones, to make a life that is safe and secure for ourselves and our families. But Jesus calls us to move out into the world, to take the message of the good news of the kingdom of God into the world, to travel with no purse, no bag, or sandals.

The Spirit blows where it wills

In February, The Isthmus published an article by Joe Tarr about the Men’s Drop-In Shelter at Grace Church. It was titled “Bleak House” and it aroused considerable anger among supporters of Porchlight and the shelter. It also raised issues about conditions in the shelter. There were already conversations taking place among churches and social service agencies about homelessness in Madison but the article galvanized interest. For example, we have probably had a half-dozen meetings at Grace about the shelter, homelessness, and what our role as a parish is.

Many people lashed out at The Isthmus. Complaints centered around the author’s unfairness and narrow perspective. Looking back, it’s clear to me that the wagons were circled in protection of Porchlight’s work.

The week after the article appeared, I received a call from someone at Epic Systems. They had read the article and wanted to help. I put them in touch with Steve Schooler, executive director of Porchlight. A few weeks later, a group of people from Epic toured the shelter at Grace, as well as other Porchlight facilities. A couple of weeks ago, I was invited to a meeting with Porchlight management and Epic to go over their proposal. As The Isthmus reported this week, Epic is proposing to fund and oversee major renovations to the space at Grace.

Often, when things we love, have deep commitment to, and have worked hard for, come under criticism, our tendency is to react viscerally. We want to protect what we love and work for. But almost every project, every institution, every agency, can be improved. Criticism is not just destructive; it can open up new possibilities. Had Joe Tarr not written that article, Epic would not have become involved.

Thanks to him, to Epic, and to everyone who works so hard to help make the shelter a place of refuge for homeless men.

We never know what might emerge from things that on the surface seem negative. As Jesus said in John 3: “The [Spirit] blows where it chooses, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes.”

A Sermon for Proper 8, Year C

A few nights ago, Corrie and I watched a movie called “Cold Souls.” It’s not a great movie by any means, not even a particularly good one, but it has a great premise. Paul Giamatti, who has made a career out of playing middle-aged men stuck in lives they don’t like, plays an actor who is struggling with his current role—Uncle Vanya in the Chekhov play. He can’t get into the part. He tells his director that he feels sick, like there’s intense pressure on his heart. After another sleepless night, he comes across an article about a company that can remove his soul and put it in cold storage. The technique promises that it will rid him of all his existential angst and he will feel light and carefree again. Of course he does it, and most of the movie concerns his struggle to get his soul back. Continue reading

A Still, Small Voice: A Sermon for Proper 7

Proper 7_YrC
June 20, 2010

Elijah should have been on top of the world. He had just been declared the victor in the “Israel’s Top Prophet: Celebrity Edition.” The finale was a doozy. Elijah on one side; on the other 450 prophets of Baal. Their task was to bring fire from heaven down on an altar on which a bull had been killed. The prophets of Baal had tried to work their magic all day, and failed. And then Elijah came up. To make an even more dramatic impression, he instructed the stage crew to drench the altar with water as well as all of the ground around the altar. And then, in contrast to the dramatic efforts of the prophets of Baal, who danced, and shouted and sang, and even cut themselves, Elijah uttered a simple prayer to God. And the fire came. He proved that Yahweh, the God of Israel, was more powerful than Baal.

But Elijah didn’t get the big payoff. He didn’t get his own show on the Prophecy network; he didn’t win $1,000,000. No, he had to flee for his life. He had aroused the wrath of Jezebel, who was the chief promoter of Baal in Israel and she put a contract out on him. So he flees. He flees all the way across Israel, across Judah, and down into the Negev desert where he finally came to the Mountain of God. Mt. Horeb, it’s called here, but we know it better as Mt. Sinai.

What happens next is one of the richest and most dramatic stories in all of scripture. Elijah, to use our language, is burned out. He has done everything God has asked, but in spite of all of his successes, all of his miracles, he seems to be a failure. To buck him up, God promises to appear to him. “Now there was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence.” Probably not a very good translation here—the KJV reads: “a still, small voice.”

Just like at Mt. Carmel with the prophets of Baal, God pulls out all of the special effects. In fact, the special effects are the same as when God appeared to the Israelites when he gave the 10 commandments at Mt. Sinai. But for Elijah, God was not present in earthquake, wind and fire. The point of the story seems to be that all of the spectacular events, the natural phenomena that might have been associated with the presence of God, may be nothing compared to the direct, quiet voice of Yahweh.

Both the gospel and the epistle readings involve similar confrontations with the divine. In Galatians, Paul is working with one of the central conflicts in the earliest decades of the new Christian movement, indeed, it was really before Christianity and Judaism had established clear boundaries between each other. The community to whom Paul was writing consisted of Jews who had accepted Jesus as the Messiah, and Gentiles, non-Jews, who also had come to regard Jesus Christ as the Savior of the World. The question for them, and for Paul, was whether Gentiles who joined the community were required to practice the laws of Judaism. To that question, Paul answered a resounding no; but in Galatians he is also attempting to explain why the law was valid for the Jewish community.

In today’s lesson, Paul probably is quoting a baptismal formula, something that was said when early Christians came out of the waters of baptism: “In Christ there is neither Jew nor Greek, slave or free, male and female.” The point of the statement is that traditional barriers, social, religious, ethnic, and gender, no longer exist. The new community called into being by Christ is a community in which such distinctions do not matter. It was a revolutionary claim, and we see in other Pauline letters some attempt on his part to move away from the radicality of that claim. But for now, let’s stay with the idea that this experience of the Risen Christ was so powerful that it changed everything. It changed the way people related to one another. It broke down barriers that were ensconced in religion, society, and the state. It made everyone equal.

The gospel lesson makes something of the same point. Jesus and his disciples have left Jewish territory, they are now on the other side of the Sea of Galilee, in Gentile country. The first person they encounter is doubly, or triply, unclean. He is a demoniac, possessed by evil spirits, and he lives among the tombs. Jesus casts out the demons, and when they complain, he casts them into a herd of swine, again, an unclean animal, and they drown themselves in the sea.

This is one of those stories that may be most puzzling to the contemporary mind. Few of us, outside of the Cineplex, encounter people possessed by demons. We might be tempted to interpret such behavior in the gospels as signs of mental illness; and that may be legitimate. But there is another level to the story. The demons are named “legion” and they ask Jesus to allow them to possess the herd of swine. Now a legion was the standard military unit of the Roman army—6000 men, not including support personnel. And the image of a pig, or a boar was a potent symbol of Rome. Indeed, the legion that was stationed in Syria, and took part in suppressing the Jewish revolt in the 60s, had depicted on its standard, the image of a boar.

Here, Jesus is doing battle not only with the forces of evil. He is also doing battle, at least symbolically, with the forces of Rome. But more than that, the demons, the possessed man living in the tombs, the swine, even the Roman legion, are all profoundly outside the people of God. In the gospel of Luke, this is the only time that Jesus clearly ministers outside the Jewish community and outside Jewish territory.

And what does Jesus do? He restores him to his life, to his community, to the world. He had been living alone, naked, among the tombs, but now he is back in the middle of things, even if the middle of things is a Gentile community, not among Jesus’ closest companions. Still, the message is one of inclusivity. To put this event outside of Jewish territory is to underscore, for the gospel writer, that Jesus came for everyone, Jew and Gentile.

And of course, that’s the message of Paul in Galatians. In Christ there is no Jew or Greek, male and female, slave or free. But such a community, for Luke and for Paul, is not created only by our efforts and hard work. It is created in our encounter with God in Christ.

The gospel story continues by relating that the residents of the territory to which Jesus had come were seized with great fear and asked him to leave. Having encountered the mighty power of God, having witnessed Jesus power to transform lives, they were having none of it. They didn’t want their world or their lives transformed, they wanted to get on with their old, humdrum lives.

Even Elijah shows something of that same tendency. He expected God to act in certain ways. When he defeated the prophets of Baal, he expected God to make things work out so he could have a successful career in Israel. When he came to Mt. Horeb, when Yahweh said he would appear to him, he expected Yahweh to come to him in earthquake, wind, or fire. Instead, God came to him in a still small voice.

But no matter. The message came with the same power, and the same capacity to transform. What didn’t happen was that Elijah turned his back on God. He didn’t ask God to leave.

That still small voice is around us, calling us. It may often be drowned out by the noise of our world, by our busy lives, by the work we have to do, by our family’s demands, or by TV, music, movies, video games, the cell phone—indeed everything that our culture has created to keep us from being alone with ourselves.

But the still, small voice is around us, calling us, in the emptiness of our hearts at the end of a day, in the needs of the poor and the destitute. It is calling us to be transformed by the power of the Spirit, to live into the community called by Christ.

Forgiveness: A Sermon for Proper 6, Year C, June 13, 2010

Our lessons today bring us up squarely against one of those ways in which the language and world of the Bible confronts our world most profoundly. The Biblical world uses the term “sin” to express the chasm that separates human beings from their creator, and in our texts today, we see “sin” in all of its complexity and all of the suffering it causes. From the Hebrew Bible, there’s the story of King Ahab coveting and seizing a commoner’s vineyard. From Paul’s letter to the Galatians, our reading begins with words that shock us: “we ourselves are Jews by birth and not Gentile sinners.” And the gospel presents the story of a sinful woman who receives forgiveness from Jesus.

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Grace in Ordinary Time: A Sermon for Proper 5, 2010

Finally, things are beginning to settle down. We have entered that period of the church year known as Ordinary Time, the weeks after the Feast of Pentecost. We will be in Ordinary Time all the way through November, right up to the beginning of the next church year, which begins on the First Sunday of Advent. Since last December, we have been following, more or less, the life of Jesus from his birth, through his baptism, on to his death and resurrection. With our celebration of his Ascension and Pentecost, when we remember the coming of the Holy Spirit, we turn our attention away from Jesus’ nature, his life and death, and turn toward his teachings and his ministry among the people of the Roman territory of Palestine in the first century.

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Madison Marathon

Today was the Madison Marathon. Other than a great deal of confusion leading up to the day concerning access on W. Washington (turns out, there wasn’t any), the Marathon had relatively little impact on Grace. Oh, numbers were down, of course, because people couldn’t get to church. And people were late because of the struggle with parking, traffic pattern, and crowds. And there was the noise, of course. But it was a good day. We blessed the new coolers and freezers in the Food Pantry. There were visitors, as well as a few St. Andrew’s folk who couldn’t get there from downtown.

And the epistle reading was appropriate for the occasion:

Since we are justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have obtained access to this grace in which we stand; and we boast in our hope of sharing the glory of God. And not only that, but we also boast in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us. (Romans 5:1-5).

A Sermon for Trinity Sunday, 2010

Trinity Sunday

May 30, 2010

Today is Trinity Sunday. It’s the one day in the church year when our focus is not on the ministry or teaching of Jesus Christ. Instead, our attention is drawn to one of the central doctrines of our faith—the belief that God is Three: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. It is that doctrine which separates us most clearly from our fellow monotheists, Jews and Muslims. The Trinity deserves at least one sermon a year, because of its importance and its complexity.

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