Friday, December 5, 2014

First Friday in Advent

First Friday in Advent
Isaiah 29:17-24; Psalm 27:1-6,17-18; Matthew 9:27-31
(Note that psalm verse numbers are from the Book of Common Prayer; NRSV has different numbers)
Short and sweet - and challenging. “Do you believe that I am able to do this?”  “According to your faith it will be done to you.”
The psalmist asks, “What if I had not believed that I should see the goodness of God in the land of the living?”  Jesus’ answer:  “According to your faith it will be done to you.”  
Fortunately for me, sometimes God’s grace exceeds my faith.  God entered my life when I had no faith.  All I had was desperation.  That turned out to be enough.  Then Jesus entered my life when I had no faith in him.  It was done to me beyond my faith, thank God.
Now my faith is deeper.  Experience has piled up examples of what God can do for me and for others.  Yet at each new place, each scary decision or situation, I have to ask again: “Do I believe that you are able to do this?”  
Sometimes, I admit, I have believed, but I’ve been so afraid of change that I would not ask.  I knew that if I asked, it would be done for me, and I knew I wasn’t ready to be done for.
Then something cracks.  Theologians call it “prevenient grace,” this grace that precedes our choices and opens us to make the requests that heal us.  The two blind men in the Gospel - what made them cry out and believe?  That’s prevenient grace.  What made me get on my knees when I didn’t believe in God?  What made me walk into a church years ago and not leave when the Mass started?  What carries me today beyond what I’m certain I’m ready for?  God’s amazing prevenient grace.

Do you believe that Jesus can heal you?  Do you believe you will see the goodness of God in the land of the living?

Thursday, December 4, 2014

First Thursday in Advent

First Thursday in Advent
Isaiah 26:1-6; Psalm 118:19-24; Matthew 7:21-27
Is it just me, or does this Gospel passage make you nervous?  
I’m just not sure I’m walking the walk.  I can talk the talk, I can even talk it in ways that might entertain or enlighten you.  But am I walking?  Am I building on rock?
Today is the third day of our quarterly silent retreat.  For three days we try to put aside our work and our conversations in order to listen to God.  I spend time with Scripture, and out in nature.  I try to empty my mind of the daily in order to hear the voices I usually miss.  It’s actually quite new for me to be at the computer during those days, but i believe this writing is part of my retreat.  It’s time with Scripture, time for reflection.
But it can easily degenerate into looking out the window, doing a puzzle just because, or reading beyond the limits of digestion.  I can follow the rules and still miss the point.  
On the other hand, I can ignore some of the practices that do build my foundation because they don’t fit my picture of spiritual practice.  Every morning I write for 15 minutes about something I’m reading or a problem I’m working on.  I plan my meals for the day.  Then I do 30 minutes of yoga, then I wash.  Finally I sit down with Jesus.  Some days i think I’m slacking because I used to spend more time on Scripture.  I neglected to exercise, I didn’t reflect on my life too much, but by gum, I was with Jesus!
Now I see that my daily practices open me to God in ways just as real and profound as sitting and reading.  They are part of my foundation.  They aren’t as dramatic as ecstatic prayer, much less casting out demons; but they center me and make me useful.
In this season of the coming of the immanent God, Emmanuel, God with us, I can begin to see that my picture of “spiritual practice” can still be too focused on the transcendent God at the expense of the God who shows up in daily life.  Today I pray for strength to do my yoga, I begin my writing with gratitude, I read everything as I would Scripture.

What practices do you use to build a foundation?  Which ones no longer serve you?  Which ones do you need to adopt this year?

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

First Wednesday in Advent

First Wednesday in Advent
Isaiah 25:6-9; Matthew 15:29-39; Psalm 23

Food, glorious food!
Today is Advent banquet day.  Isaiah promises a feast, the psalmist declares that the table is spread, and Jesus feeds 4000 men, plus a multitude of women and children.  Come to the table, all you who hunger!
I can get a little nervous with all this food talk.  Left to my own devices, I will eat way too much.  Point me to a buffet, and I’m in trouble.  I need to plan my food each day to ensure I don’t eat more than I need.  
This is not a problem for most people.  Most people in the world, including many Americans, struggle just to get enough for the next day.  My overeating - and that of so many Americans - represents a real distortion of the earth’s resources, in a way that harms those with too much as well as those without enough.  Diabetes, heart disease, all sorts of troubles are diseases of too muchness.
But I am convinced that my trouble with food, our trouble with food, is not really about having too much.  It’s about the scarcity in my soul that keeps looking in all the wrong places to get fed.  For years I used food, or alcohol, or drugs, or sex (yes, my dears, I said sex) to feed the need in me.  As I encountered God, I could let go of a lot.  When I fell for Jesus, more of me got fed.  But there’s still a place in there that’s scared, a place that thinks I won't get enough.
Jesus comes to show us abundant life.  The miracles are signs of that abundance, but they are just the tip of the iceberg (lettuce).  The real abundance is when our hearts fill, when we open to the abundance of love within and around us.
These days, every meal at our house is a feast.  That’s not because of the rich foods or the wine.  It’s because of the gratitude we bring to the table.  It’s because we come with empty stomachs and open hearts.  We don’t take our food for granted.  Every meal is a miracle.

Who needs feeding today?  Look around.  As you feed others, you will be fed.  If you feel empty or lacking, ask God to fill you with joy and peace.  Thank you for all you do today!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

First Tuesday in Advent

First Tuesday in Advent
Isaiah 11:1-10

Isaiah’s words of comfort continue.  Today he promises the Messiah, the descendant of David who will rule with justice and equity, bringing not only political peace, the absence of war, but cosmic peace - lions and lambs lying down together, little children safe and leading the animals.
The whole first week of Advent sounds like this - promises, promises.  Read as promises, they lack a certain punch for me.  I may like the sound of them, but can I believe them?  When, God, is this going to happen?  Is this just a rotten joke, or a missed opportunity, or what?
But then I think, it’s not exactly a promise.  It’s a possibility.  I don’t mean possibility like “it’s possible for the US to end gun violence,” or “it’s possible I’ll win the lottery.”  I don’t mean possibility as something in the future, something to work for or ward off.  Peace is a possibility right here, right now, when we stand for it.  When we become people of peace, peace enters the world.  
This is not a matter of advocating for peace in the political realm.  You may do that, and that’s good.  But the way I’m using possibility here, it’s not advocacy.  It’s standing for peace, being peace.  It’s how we go about everything we do, including our advocacy.  
***heresy alert****
What if you are the Messiah?  What if you are the answer to Isaiah’s dreams, as you make the possibility of peace and justice the place where you live?
Isaiah prophesied, not to tell people what was going to happen like a news report, but to get them to turn to God and change their ways.  He opened them to the possibility of being that peaceable realm.  Today he opens us again.
Don’t tell me you can’t.  We all stand for something, one way or another.  We all make the world.  

What world will you stand for today?

Monday, December 1, 2014

First Monday in Advent

Readings: Isaiah 2:1-5; Psalm 122
We need Isaiah's words all the time, but in this time I especially ache with the desire for reconciliation.  The dream of peace, of all people streaming to the Divine love, is in stark contrast to our contemporary world.  Can we dare to hope?  Can we break through the legacy of racial hatred and suspicion in the U.S.?  Can we end the ruthless killing and torture and enslavement that runs across the globe?  Can Jerusalem ever be a source of peace and respect?
In this season of anticipation, we must do more than wait for others to act.  We must be part of what Marcus Borg has called "participatory eschatology," in which we are part of the fulfillment of God's dream of shalom.  We must begin.
What can you do?  You can pray for real peace, for mutual understanding and forbearance.  You can tell others you're doing this, and invite them to join you.  You can donate to Episcopal Peace Fellowship or other groups devoted to peace, and give those donations as gifts to those you love.  You can form a peace and justice committee in your church.  You can volunteer at a domestic violence shelter.  You can let others have your parking space at the mall.  You can vote.  You can even buy gifts: http://www.fromwartopeace.com sells jewelry made from disarmed nuclear weapons.

Come, let us go up to Ferguson, to Baghdad, to Kabul, to Moscow, as to the house of our God, that we may learn God's ways and walk in her paths.  Let us go to Jerusalem, together, to live out God's dream.  Let us make our towns and cities a new Jerusalem, the city of peace.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Standing at the Manger: Sunday, Advent 1

Mark 13:24-37

I have to say I'm terrified at what I've undertaken.  It's partly the fear I won't have anything worth saying; but it's also just wondering when I'll find the time each day.  When I committed to this I envisioned writing ahead of time during November, but the month ran away with me.  Now I'm here, in real time, scared.
That seems like an Advent sort of place to be.

Today's Gospel reminds us that we don't know what God is up to, what the schedule is.  Mark suggests that if we pay attention we will recognize the signs, but he can't predict when God will give birth to the new creation.  So for me that raises the question: if I don't see signs, does that mean it's not time, or am I missing something?

I can't be certain of the answer, but I can help myself by sticking close to other people who are watching and waiting.  We can compare notes by worshipping and praying together.  We can help each other stay awake when the idols of money and power tell us to go ahead, take a nap, and let them take care of things.  We can learn to distinguish real life from simulations, real need from addictive craving, real hope from false optimism and complacency.

So look around.  If you aren't concerned and hurting for this world, you aren't paying attention.  But if you are resigned or cynical, you're also not noticing signs of the kingdom.  They shoot up like early spring grass.  They will grow if we tend them.

Where do you see signs of Jesus today?

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Sermon at the monastery, November 16, 2014

Who is God for you?
I don’t mean the official statements, the Creed we will recite after this sermon.  I don’t mean the images of the prayers we say.  
Who is God when you’re alone?  Who is God when you’re at work, or with your family, or awake in the middle of the night?
Some of us grew up with a harsh God, an unreasonable and dangerous deity who had to be placated at every turn.  
Some of us learned of a loving God, so gentle and forgiving that we never really had to fear judgment.
Some of us, perhaps, met a God who is awesome, powerful, but compassionate and merciful.  

It matters how we see God.
All of our readings today call us to be awake and alert for signs of God’s return.  They all describe a God who wants to be with us, wants us to desire partnership, but who will not put up with a sham relationship.  As a friend of mine says, God is not co-dependent.  There are consequences.

It matters how we see God.
In fact, our images of God are self-fulfilling prophecies, as we learn from the Gospel.
When the master goes away, he doesn't leave exact instructions.  He entrusts the servants with huge amounts of money - even one talent was years’ worth of wages - and he leaves.  He knows that each servant has different capacities, so he gives them different amounts, but even one talent showed a lot of trust.
We don’t hear from the first two servants how they see their master, but we can guess from their behavior.  They each go out and risk losing the money in order to double it.  They apparently are not afraid of the master’s judgment.

The third servant, however, is the real center of the story.  This one is already afraid of his boss.  That fear paralyzes him so that the best he can do is no harm.  And that is his undoing.  He is cut off from the master, even before the master comes home and throws him out.  He has cut himself off by his belief and his fear, and his actions follow from his belief.  The actions are exactly those that will lead to an angry judging master.

Have you ever had an encounter with someone who you feared or resented, and found that your fear and resentment led you to provoke the other?  I certainly have.  My heart closed, my eyes closed, to the possibility of a new relationship.  I was so settled in my old story about the other person that I couldn’t see anything new, so I treated them as if they were that person I expected.  And lo and behold, that’s who they turned out to be!  
The third servant could not see what the master actually did with the other two servants.  When each of them risked and gained, the master did not just take what they had earned.  He instead gathered them into the joy of the master - a way of describing partnership.    He promoted them.

Now, we don’t know what would have happened if the first two had come back and lost everything.  That’s a clue that this story isn’t really about things that can be lost in that way.  It’s about treasure that can be buried, but never lost by being risked.  Or, it can only be lost by being buried.

What is that treasure?
Reading the end of Matthew’s gospel, we get the answer.  The Gospel itself is the treasure, the news of God in Christ.  

We are not given that treasure to bury it in our hearts.  
We are given that treasure to share it, to risk being fools for Christ, to call others to this adventure of life.  We are called to use every resource at our disposal, every gift given us by God, to make disciples of Jesus.  
As Paul says, we are to encourage one another and build up each other, to keep awake for opportunities.  

This risky behavior turns out to be the safest path.

John Buchanan has written: “The greatest risk of all, it turns out, is not to risk anything, not to care deeply and profoundly enough about anything to invest deeply, to give your heart away, and in the process risk everything.  The greatest risk of all, it turns out, is to play it safe, to live cautiously and prudently.”

If we think that the risk is too great, we can gain resolve by looking at the alternatives.  
We may think there’s a safe place out there, a quiet corner where we can be sheltered from the effects of sin and chaos.  
Think again.

In our day, global warming is swiftly making parts of the planet uninhabitable.  Population explosions are exceeding our ability to provide food and living space for everyone.  Income inequality generates violence and resentment.  While the U.S. does not have suicide bombers, we do have a higher rate of violent death than Iraq or Afghanistan.  
As Zephaniah says, neither our silver nor our gold will be able to save us when the sea levels rise or a new Ice Age comes.  
I am not blaming these on an angry God.  We don’t have to go that far.  
I am saying that God is not co-dependent.  
God will not rescue us if we are determined to destroy ourselves and one another.
The greatest risk of all, it turns out, is to play it safe.

When we do risk, when we venture out with our Gospel treasure, we win.  There’s no way to lose.  
The more we share, the more we have.  
If we run into ridicule, or exclusion, or indifference, or even persecution, we have still had the joy of connecting with the source that made it worthwhile.  If you don’t hear a word I say today, I still have the privilege of thinking and praying and writing and speaking about the Gospel.  

But maybe, just maybe, you will be set on fire.  Maybe you will go home and tell someone else about the treasure you find in a life shared with Christ.  Maybe you will speak out about where you see signs of God’s hope, and God’s pain.  Maybe my little risk will pay off.  Maybe I, and you too, will enter into the joy of our master.


May it be so.