Sunday, May 24, 2015

Breath for Dry Bones


We find the prophet Ezekiel in a trance
in the middle of a desolate valley.
And in this valley there are countless desiccated bones –
Covering the ground.
Ezekiel in his vision is led all around the valley
Taking stock of what is there.
And his report is chilling:
“I could see that there were very many bones and that they were very dry.”

And if I was Ezekiel, I could imagine being overwhelmed.
And perhaps this was the Lord’s intention
Because after leading him all around the valley
to survey the very many and very dry bones,
The Lord asks the prophet very directly:
“Mortal man, can these bones come back to life?”
Or in the words of the King James Bible,
“Son of man, can these bones live?”

And I might have laughed at that question.
What a preposterous question!

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Finding the Way in a Strange New Land


Someone came into the store yesterday and looked quite lost.
And as it turned out they were quite lost.
She was dressed up in formal attire
I greeted her and she asked, “Am I anywhere near Rindge?”
I said, “depends on where you’re coming from.”
Which in hindsight wasn’t the most helpful thing to say.
But when she said she had started in Concord
I knew that this was going to be a frustrating realization.
I’m not sure how she got sidetracked from Concord to Acworth on the way to Rindge.
Acworth is really no part of that route.
But, she said, she was following the GPS.
And one thing led to another.
She was on her way to graduate from Franklin Pierce
and so I pulled out my little Android phone and put Rindge in and showed her the best way by the map
and gave her the most immediate directions.
Take a right out of this parking lot and when the road T’s – take a right on Route 10.
She thanked me quickly and in the distress of someone who knows they are going to be really late,
she left the store.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Working Together in Love


There’s a bumper sticker, you may have seen it.
And it says “Love one another. It really is that simple.”

Have you seen that?

To quote Jeff Tweedy, “If love's so easy, why is it hard?”

Loving others does not come naturally to most of us.
And Jesus knew this.
Which is why he showed what he meant by love when he washed his disciples’ feet.

But that just made an already hard thing even harder.
Why couldn’t he have just stopped at “love one another” and let us interpret what that meant for ourselves?
Why did he have to go and get feet all mixed up in the picture?

It makes me think of the messy love of a mother for a baby – since this is Mother’s Day.
Love is not in words only, but in diapers.

And Jesus goes on to say that this is where joy lies.
“I have said these things to you so that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be complete.”
We don’t talk a lot about joy in American culture.
We’ve been stuck with happiness ever since Jefferson stuck that word in the Declaration of Independence.
And happiness means a lot of different things to a lot of different people.

And some people might think of happiness and joy as synonyms.
But I like to keep them separate.
Because I don’t think I can feel happy at the deathbed of a friend.
But I can feel joy even through tears.

Happiness is good, but joy is better.
Happiness is easier; joy is refined by hardship.

 I was reading through the Faith and Covenant of this church again and came upon these relevant lines:

We are united in working together in Christian love. 
We are united in remembering each other in prayer and aiding each other in sickness and distress. 
We are united in cultivating Christian sympathy in feeling, justice in our dealings, and courtesy in speech.  We strive for mutual understanding thus avoiding offense as set forth in the Word of God.

Working together in Christian love.
When we think of Jesus and the disciples,
the dirty water and towel hanging over the chair in the upper room –
We remember that this working together stuff was never promised to be a cakewalk.

Working together in Christian love –
Means putting others above ourselves.
Means seeking to listen more than to be heard.

And I think one thing that’s really difficult about working together in Christian love,
Is not taking offense unnecessarily.
We are sensitive people.  I am one of the most sensitive.

And we are at the same time often very careless with our words.
And one person’s careless word added to another person’s sensitivity and you have the seed for a hurricane.

The hard work of Christian love is for both people in that equation.
For the one to be careful in their words – intentional with their speech.
And the other to not jump to conclusions.

But so much of this kneejerk reactions that it takes time and effort to get better at.
Time and effort.
What’s that quote, “Anything in life worth having is worth working for?”

Agape love. The love that Jesus teaches the disciples in the upper room.

Is a love that is not primarily about desiring and acquiring.

Agape love.  The love that Jesus teaches the disciples in the upper room.

Is love that is a giving love.

But a giving not of gifts, but of ourselves.

And this goes against every deep down tendency in our human nature.
It goes against the anxiety that keeps others at arms length.
It goes against the suspicion that hears in others words an ulterior motive.
It goes against the anger that responds to insult with insult.
It goes against the pride that seeks to be in control and to have others work to meet my demands.

Agape love.  The love that Jesus teaches the disciples in the upper room.

Is self-opening love.
A hospitality of the soul to another person.
Because
Agape love.  The love that Jesus teaches the disciples in the upper room.
Not only calls us to serve rather than to be served,
But to imagine anew who we are and who others are.

Jesus says that he calls his disciples friends.
And we read in John’s first epistle
That we are children of God.
That God is our mother and father, the source of our life and the director of our steps.
And if I am child of God and you are a child of God,
Then if I understand genetics right,
That makes you my sister and me your brother.
At the very least if I love God my Father
then I will need to take seriously that God loves God’s other children.
As it says in 1 John 5:1 “Everyone who loves the parent loves the child.”

Look to your left and look to your right.
Your sisters and your brothers.
And that doesn’t mean we see eye to eye as blood sisters and brothers can amply testify.

But it does mean that we are related
That we share a common parent.

Again a connection to Mother’s Day.

And by becoming members and friends in a tangible way in the congregation together,
We covenant with one another (what an ancient sounding phrase)
We make an agreement, we join, we come together and intentionally seek to build community.
We covenant with one another to work hard, not just to raise money, but give of ourselves,
To submit to the hard teaching that sounds deceptively easy:
"This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.”

Until we read the next sentence of the teaching:
“No one has greater love than this, to lay down one's life for one's friends.”

We are united in working together in Christian love.
And our covenant wisely moves from the general to the particular:

Remembering each other in prayer and aiding each other in sickness and distress. 
This church does this very well.  Cards sent, visits to hospital and nursing home.

“Cultivating Christian sympathy in feeling, justice in our dealings, and courtesy in speech.”
This has got to be the hardest.  How do you find time to be sympathetic when someone is clearly being unreasonable or spiteful?
And can I expect to show courtesy in speech to someone in public when I have failed to have courtesy in speech towards that person in private?
I’m reminded of the warning in James that it only takes a spark to set a forest ablaze, and the tongue is a fire.

“[Striving] for mutual understanding thus avoiding offense as set forth in the Word of God.”
In a church that has so many committees and does so much through conversation and democratically.
We really have to strive for mutual understanding – because it’s so easy to misunderstand.
We speak different languages and use words and phrases in ways that are so different from one another – that we assume someone means one thing when they may easily mean the opposite –
This has happened to me on so many occasions.
This requires patience.

Love is not easy; love takes practice.
And I think there is a lot of wisdom in this Faith and Covenant we’ve carried with us for the past hundred or so years.

Love is not easy; but the net result is joy.
When a deeper connection has been made,
When a spirit of joining and mission has been reached.
When a vision for a hopeful future for our community and our lives arises,
When a new sense of purpose and a new feeling of community comes to us
Like a glass of cool water in the desert of a world
in which everyone is more and more isolated from everyone else.
Love – the hard work of basins and towels – yields joy and contentment, faith and hope.
Let us trust that the Lord will lead us into greater love, and let us open ourselves to the possibility of
Fullness of joy. 

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Abiding in the Vine


Growing up, I had regular chores.
Filling wood boxes, emptying the trash, cleaning and vacuuming a certain section of the house.
And then there was the garden.
There were a few times when I was actually required to work in the garden.
But I invited to a lot
and did find myself out there at times
pulling weeds, mostly.
And there was one summer when I was given a small plot for a “salsa garden.”
I made my own salsa brand, “Mr. Spicy” when the harvest came.

But for the most part I avoided the garden.
Because, I didn’t have to work in the garden.
And when I was invited to come out and do some weeding,
on those June evenings with the black fly swarms
I, well, found other things to do.

It’s one of those things of growing up, I suppose.
We try to navigate the path of least responsibility.
The path of least intention.

And I think as much as we learn responsibility,
There’s still a part of us that will choose the path of least intention.

And few things require more intention than relationships. Amen?
And yet few things get less intention.

We are very prone to autopilot in our ways of relating to others.
And autopilot that was learned in our earliest experiences of community,
In families of origin, or adopted families, the community in which we were raised.

Often ways of relating (especially ways of navigating differences)
 that were as unhelpful then as they are now.
And yet we’d prefer the path of least intention
To seeking a better way and changing our habits.

And my resistance to weeding on a June evening in the midst of hungry black flies makes sense.
But the garden requires intention and attention if they are going to be fruitful.

And relationships are like gardens.  They do not become fruitful and healthy by just being let alone.

But in Jesus’s metaphor of the vine, we are not in the place of the gardener, doing the tedious work of weeding.

We are in the place of branch, pruned and tended by God.
We are branches in the vine with one another –

And so we’re off the hook, right?
We don’t have to go out and weed in the black fly evening
Because we’re not the gardener.

The branches just receive from the vine.
They just sit back and receive, like someone watching a sportsgame
with that drinking hard hat on the couch,
with straws coming from cans on both sides,
easily accessible for your drinking pleasure.

That’s the tricky thing about metaphors and parables.
You can press them in all directions.

You have to see them in context in order to get the central point that’s being made.
And this part of Jesus’s discourse to his disciples takes place in the upper room
on the night that they were together before he was betrayed and arrested.
And as we remember, that was the night when he gave them the command to love one another as he has loved them and to pin down a word that can be used in so many different ways he showed them what he means by the word love
And pulled out a basin and a towel and washed their dusty road weary feet.

“I am the vine,
and you are the branches.
Whoever remains in me,
and I in him,
will bear much fruit;
for you can do nothing without me.”

There are a couple of ways to hear these words.

And one important way is to understand how necessary it is to be in relationship with Christ in your own personal lives.
Christ is the power of God in us to love, to forgive,
As we commune with God in Christ we are strengthened and encouraged,
Given eyes of faith, and renewed in hope.

Paul says in Philippians 4,
“I have learned to be content with whatever I have.
I know what it is to have little,
and I know what it is to have plenty.
In any and all circumstances I have learned the secret of being well-fed and of going hungry,
of having plenty and of being in need.
I can do all things through him who strengthens me.”

There is a crucial dimension where abiding in Christ, our vine – the source of our nourishment – is a personal reality, an inward reality,
where we commune with God in our hearts and we find peace and contentment. 
Where we can confess our sin, find forgiveness
 and find the power to live more faithfully.

We might see this as the branches “receiving” task – opening themselves to the nourishment of the vine.
It’s receiving but it’s not passive.
This requires intention and taking responsibility for your spirit.

And there is a second dimension to the fruitfulness of abiding in the vine.

The branches participate in the life of the vine even as the vine sustains the branches.
We think of photosynthesis as an example.

Where this breaks down because we’re humans is that we can choose to photosynthesize or not.
We have an agency that the branches do not.

And that agency, that ability to choose
 has to do with the basin and the towel.

The fruitfulness of the vine is in the branches participating in the life at the source – and there’s a personal part in that.  But there’s also a practical and social/communal part in that.

We participate by remembering.
Just as today we will remember Christ’s death as we eat the last supper together,
We remember Christ’s basin and towel existence.
The way of being human that was not primarily for himself, but for God and for the healing of the world.

To abide in the vine, is to be intentional and do thinks like wash each other’s feet.
It’s not a passive but an active abiding.

And this is brought out in our other reading from 1 John.

“No one has ever seen God,
but if we love one another,
God lives in union with us,
and his love is made perfect in us.”

And this is where it gets tricky and hard like weeding in black fly season.

But spirituality has to be both personal and communal.
And wherever there is Christian community there are people erring on one side or the other of this balance.
Either we are quietist who seek God in our personal prayer lives and otherwise live a fairly normal American life.
Or we are activists who see our spirituality as primarily a matter of social action, feeding the hungry, opposing unjust laws and social structures.  Perhaps too busy to spend time in prayer and meditation.

But I’m so sick of this dichotomy.
It’s not about personal vs. communal spirituality,
prayer vs. empowerment, 

it’s about basin and towel spirituality.
Receiving God’s love
And then saying, “if God so loved me…”
And then risking everything to complete that thought.

Some of us have found that it suited our temperament to be the quietist Christian
And others that it better suited our temperament to be the activist Christian.
I go through stages of both.

We need both temperaments, but also
Both temperaments need to learn from each other.

We need a prayerful, basin and towel, table-turning,
Spirituality.

“For he cannot love God,
whom he has not seen,
if he does not love his brother,
whom he has seen.
The command that Christ has given us is this:
whoever loves God must love his brother also.”

Love God – but love your sisters and brothers also.
Personal. And communal.

And this is hard work.
Because personal spirituality requires us to open our hearts to God in prayer and that can feel like turning on the lights when our eyes are not adjusted to it.
And because communal spirituality requires us to do our best to understand and respect
and above all call sister and brother –
those that we have been trained in society or our families of origin,
To call enemy or some other label.

It requires the hard work of seeking to understand and care for those who I’d rather avoid.
But in both the personal and communal we abide in the vine.
We receive love, power, and grace as we pray to God, as we sit in the stillness of God’s being in prayer.
And we are made more alive and more joyful as we find sisters and brothers, friends we never knew we had
And as we confront injustices and silences that oppress.
As we seek to build a better home for all of God’s children.

Abide in Christ the vine,
And realize in your hearts and in your relationships
And the promise is
that the love that is made more perfect in you
Will give joy and displace fear.

“There is no fear in love;
perfect love drives out all fear.”

What does your soul need right now?
How are you abiding in the vine?