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12-6-15 Christ Born in Us- Elizabeth

Christmas has come – and the greatest gift of Christmas is that God has come, as one of us… as a person, as God with us.  God as humankind, in humankind, through humankind.  God in Christ.  Christ in us.  And we will celebrate this gift all season long – through stories of birth and rebirth.  The receiving and giving of birth.  Last week, we encountered Hannah, and how God filled the emptiness of her life with Godself, and with the birth of her son Samuel, who in turn, became God’s gift from Hannah.  The gift of life, through us, and in us.  This week we discover a wonderful text, sharing the gladness of birth accompanied by family, friends, and especially by the Spirit of God.

 

Only Luke the Physician tells the story of Elizabeth, Zechariah, and John.  Of Elizabeth, Mary, Joseph, and Jesus.  Of the connection between them all.  It’s as if, in his clinical notes, it was important for him to include the entire history and physical findings of all persons who had a part in the coming of these two sons… these two boys who would each change the world in their own way… one preparing for change, and the other making it.

 

Elizabeth was a daughter of the Aaronic priesthood.  Her husband served as a priest, and so we know immediately, as the story opens, that these were faithful people of God. They had lived well past child-bearing years, and Elizabeth had most likely made peace with her aging body, and her childlessness.  Imagine her husband arriving home from Temple one day, writing out what he could not speak… ‘God has answered my prayer… you will have a baby soon.’ Oh my! Whoever said that there was nothing funny in the Bible??? We don’t know what Elizabeth said, but we do know that before long, Elizabeth became pregnant, and spent the first five months in seclusion... she had plenty of things to do to prepare herself for childbirth – physically, mentally, spiritually.  Prayerful preparation to receive a child when you’ve thought this wouldn’t come takes great care.  Imagine what Elizabeth had to think about…

 

The Angel Gabriel had spoken to her husband, giving him the name of their child – John. And the angel told him what John would become:  “…great in the sight of the Lord… filled with the Holy Spirit. 16He will turn many of the people of Israel to the Lord their God. 17With the spirit and power of Elijah he will go before him, to turn the hearts of parents to their children, and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous, to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.’ Imagine preparing for a baby boy like that!

 

 

Gabriel visited Mary too, and named her child – Jesus.  And told her what he would be:

2He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give to him the throne of his ancestor David. 33He will reign over the house of Jacob for ever, and of his kingdom there will be no end… the child will be holy; he will be called Son of God.”  Gabriel was not speaking to an older woman, experienced in community.  This was a young woman, who knew stories of a coming King, but had no idea the King would come as a child – let alone as her child. 

 

And then, the angel brought Mary a very loving message:  36’… your relative Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son; and this is the sixth month for her who was said to be barren. 37For nothing will be impossible with God.’  Nothing will be impossible.  God makes all things possible.  If you Mary, are overcome with what seems impossible for you, know that you are not alone.  In this large, large world there is one whom you know, who is also moving through an impossible thing, from and with God.38Mary said, ‘Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.’ The angel departed from her.  And Mary hurried to Elizabeth’s home. 

 

You never know what God will birth into your life.  You may be moving through your life, having accepted its fullness, its emptiness, understanding just who you are, and what your sense of life is when… someone comes home to tell you your life will change.  What do you do?  How do you wait for something you didn’t expect?     

 

Henri Nouwen, in his beautiful essay, “Waiting for God”, writes this: “I find the meeting of these two women very moving, because Elizabeth and Mary came together and enabled each other to wait.  Mary’s’ visit made Elizabeth aware of what she was waiting for.  The child leapt for joy in her.  Mary affirmed Elizabeth’s waiting.  And then Elizabeth said to Mary, “Blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.” And Mary responded, “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord.” She burst into joy herself.  These two women created space for each other to wait.  They affirmed for each other that something was happening that was worth waiting for.’

 

‘I think that is the model of Christian community.  It is a community of support, celebration, and affirmation in which we can lift up what has already begun in us.  The visit of Elizabeth and Mary is one of the Bible’s most beautiful expressions of what it means to form community, to be together, gathered around a promise, affirming that something is really happening.

 

‘This is what prayer is all about.  It is coming together around the promise.  This is what celebration is all about.  It is lifting up what is already there. This is what Eucharist [or our time of Waiting Worship] is all about.  It is saying “thank you” for the seed that has been planted.  It is saying “We are waiting for the Lord, who has already come.”

 

‘The whole meaning of the Christian community lies in offering a space in which we wait for that which we have already seen.  Christian community is the place where we keep the flame alive among us and take it seriously, so that it can grow and become stronger in us.  In this way we can live with courage, trusting that there is a spiritual power in us that allows us to live in this world without being seduced constantly by despair, lostness, and darkness.  That is how we dare to say that God is a God of love even when we see hatred all around us.  That is why we can claim that God is a God of life even when we see death and destruction and agony all around us.  We say it together.  We affirm it in one another.  Waiting together, nurturing what has already begun, expecting its fulfillment – that is the meaning of … friendship, community, and Christian life.’

 

Elizabeth began her journey in seclusion, but she wasn’t allowed to remain there.  God sent her Mary, her relative, to companion with her and to assure her of her capacity for birthing newness in an aging body.  Mary received the gift of affirmation, that Elizabeth, a faithful woman of God, recognized God in her, and knew the presence of God made real.  What might have been fearsome, became faith.  What once was only wishful thinking, became hope. 

 

Elizabeth’s story reminds us that we are always pregnant, audaciously expectant, full of God.  We bear God’s light and God’s love, often without realizing it. When we don’t see it, or feel it in ourselves, our community finds it in us, affirms it in us, and proclaims that which we, together, have already seen and known.  We give one another space for God’s word and God’s promise.  We seek each other out, we move together in community, to bear witness to Emmanuel – God in us, God with us.  We stand and sing, as we did in our opening hymn today, Zechariah’s song – “Blessed be the God of Israel, who comes to seal peoples free!”  We sing our song together,  “Emmanuel – God is with us! We are waiting for the Lord, who has already come!”

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November 8, 2015

Sermon 11-8-2015 “Laws and Love” (The Ten Commandments)

Exodus 20:1-21

Walter Brueggeman, New Interpreters Bible Commentary; Exodus

 

Just a few days after starting my job at Regal Elementary School in Spokane, WA I knew I was in trouble.  I hadn’t taught for eleven years, and these kids from the ‘rough side of town’ were nothing like the farm kids in the Willamette Valley near Portland, where I’d begun teaching 16 years before.  I’d had a lot of fun setting up my room, organizing the space, and had put my rules chart on the board.  My first rule?  “Treat each other kindly.”  The kids had no clue what that meant.  A week later the rules changed.  “Eyes front please.”   If the kids didn’t know how to treat each other with kindness, they knew they had eyes, they knew where the front of the room was, and they knew I expected them to point their eyes in that direction, with good manners attached!  Actually, we practiced.  It turned out the front of the room was wherever Mrs. Tippin was standing.  A game became a way of life in the classroom, and opened the possibility for learning – all kinds of learning!

 

Rules matter.  Without rules, classrooms turn into chaos.  Families malfunction.  Societies spin out of control.  God knew this when the world was created, bringing order out of chaos.  The same was true when God gave Moses the Decalogue – the ‘ten words’ or commands we’ve heard this morning. 

 

Commandments are unconditional – “You shall not…” in Exodus 20, like Mrs. Tippin’s “Eye’s front please”.  There is no choice.  Nothing happened in my classroom until every person was looking at me.  The ten commandments are set in the context of covenant, or promise.  Until the Exodus of Israel from Egypt, the onus of covenants has been on God: Would God flood the world again? Would Abraham’s offspring prosper and find a new homeland in Canaan?

 

Now, generations later, the children of Abraham have thrived, threatening Pharaoh.  They’ve been expelled from Egypt, and are on their journey to the promised land of Canaan!  It is time for this new people-group to have a rule of life – a way of being – in this new world.  They are no longer slaves.  They belong only to God, and to one another.  No one will force them to build bricks… now they will build a future together.  But how?  What is their purpose?  How do they use their time?  Their energy?  How do they function together?  How do they live? 

 

God who has kept covenant, now needs a promise from themWill they obey God’s voice?  Will they keep covenant with God?  “You have seen what I did to the Egyptians, how I bore you on eagles’ wings and brought you to myself.  Now therefore, if you obey my voice and keep my covenant, you shall be my treasured possession out of all people.  Indeed, the whole earth is mine, but you shall be for me a priestly kingdom and a holy nation.”  God’s taking a big risk… God has freed these people, liberated them from oppression, has defeated their pursuers, has prepared a future…  God is standing at the front of a classroom, sensing the tension, wondering if the students are going to honor the preparations made, the care and concern invested, the vision and purpose for the future….  “Class – out of all the students in this school, you are mine.  We will do remarkable things.  I have some great things to show you.  Are you with me?”  What would the kids say???

 

Yes!!!  ‘Everything the Lord has spoken, we will do!”  Okay!  They were off and running.  The next step was to review the rules.  All ten of them.  There were so many, they had to have two charts up on the wall!  (God did a really clever thing to help us all remember them, but you have to wait until the end to find out what it was!)

 

The two charts/tablets divided the commands into two categories: the first showing the Israelites their relationship with God…

1.     You shall have no other gods before Me.

2.     You shall not make idols.

3.     You shall not take the name of the LORD your God in vain.

4.     Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy.

 

And the second tablet, showing them their relationship with one another…

5.     Honor your father and your mother.

6.     You shall not murder.

7.     You shall not commit adultery.

8.     You shall not steal.

9.     You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.

10. You shall not covet.

 

What is often times overlooked is the interrelationship of the two tablets to one another.  Walter Brueggeman says, “The second tablet is not just a set of good moral ideas.  It contains conditions of viable human life, non-negotiable conditions rooted in God’s own life and God’s ordering of the world. Thus, it’s important to “get it right” about Yahweh, in order to “get it right” about neighbor… it is not the case simply that Israel must attend both to God and to neighbor, but that the WAY of attending to God determines our ways of attending to neighbor and vice versa.  It is precisely the worship of the God of the exodus that provide the elemental insistence and passionate imagination to reshape human relations in healing, liberating ways.”  [p.840]

 

Does it not excite you that the same God we claim, adore and worship is the God who, so many years ago, loved and liberated a people, and then asked them to live in a liberated, loving way?  “Treat each other kindly.”  “What does that look like, Lord?  We’ve been beaten, abused, scourged, and lived under the cruel hand of Pharaoh.  We can’t do what we don’t know.”  God’s answer? “You no longer belong to Pharaoh – you belong to me, and only to me.  Your belonging transforms you from an exploited people to a beloved people… a people capable of kindness, rather than cruelty.”

 

God has liberated us, and asks us to do the same.  God’s love has liberated us from darkness, and brought us into light.  God’s love has freed us from isolation, and brought us into belonging.  God’s love has healed us from bitterness, and brought us into new life.  How has God liberated you?  How does ordering your life with God, liberate you to order your life with others?  This was the purpose of God’s commands then, as it is now.  To liberate people to love first, and then live – freely.

 

I John 5 reads in part: ‘By this we know that we love the children of God [each other], when we love God and obey his commandments.  For the love of God is this, that we obey his commandments.  And his commandments are not burdensome.” 

 

Well, they were to an attorney.  At least, he used the commandments as a way to test Jesus.  “Teacher”, he said, “which commandment in the law is the greatest?”  Which one would you pick?  It probably depends on the day, your mood, the people you’re with…  #5 used to be one of my favorites, when the boys were home and driving me crazy!  Jesus answered the lawyer with not just one, but two… and really, he gave the attorney all ten of the commandments.  (I told you I had a trick up my sleeve!) 

 

“You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the greatest and first commandment.”  (And… it’s the first tablet!  The first four commandments drawing out our relationship with God!) “And there is a second like it: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”  (That’s the second tablet!  If you love your neighbor in the same way you love yourself, you can’t possibly murder, steal, lie, cheat, covet, or dishonor them.)  And then Jesus said this startling thing:  “On these two commands hang all the law and the prophets.”  Brueggeman again: “…the way of attending to God determines our ways of attending to neighbor and vice versa.”  If we obey these two unconditional commands, to love God and to love neighbor, we will have satisfied all the law and understood all that the prophets had to teach us.   Now, that’s liberating!

 

Do not let anyone steal your joy in following God obediently.  Wisdom, the teacher who speaks in Ecclesiastes is exactly right – we are to honor God and keep God’s commands.  The ten commandments were given as a gift, by a redemptive God who loved his people.  God not only wanted the children of Israel to survive in the wilderness, God wanted them to flourish, and in order to do so, they all had to follow and obey. This was made possible through their devotion and obedience.  But they were not always faithful – and neither are we.  They were not always obedient.  Neither are we.  But they were always called back to love.  And so are we.  By a God who is full of mercy and grace.  Who rescued his people in the wilderness many, many times.  Who rescues us in our wilderness, over and over again.  Why?  Because we belong to him.  Because God loves us.

Wisdom warns us of judgment for every deed, including every secret thing – whether good or evil.  I believe there will be judgment, but I won’t judge you.  Cindy won’t judge you.  Your best friend won’t judge you.  Your worst enemy won’t judge you.  You know who sacred scripture says will judge you?  The one who loved you enough to die for you, and for every deed – including every secret thing – whether good or evil – you have done.  Jesus’ life and death, and his life in us now, brought us redemption from fear and oppression. Wisdom may have warned us, but Jesus won us.  ‘Do not think that I have come to abolish the law or the prophets; I have come not to abolish, but to fulfill.”  Jesus, point for point, has matched the law and the prophets – not with fear, but with love.  God welcomes us into these commands, not out of duty or compulstion or with anxiety or dread… God welcomes us with redemption and love.  And we respond… our love for God, out of God’s love for us.  Our love for neighbor, out of our love for God.  What a joyful, circular, liberating, rule of life!

 

John 15:12 “This is my commandment, that you love one another, as I have loved you.” 

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November 1,2015

Sermon 11-1-2015; ‘Equality, Equanimity’

Mark 4:35-41 (Matthew 8:23-27)

Dr. William Osler; http://archive.spectator.co.uk/article/31st-december-1904/21/equanimitas

http://wjla.com/news/local/chesapeake-bay-2-boaters-saved-1-missing-from-capsized-sailboat-70445

http://articles.baltimoresun.com/2012-01-17/news/bs-md-ar-boater-found-0118-20120117_1_sailboat-capsized-windemuth-wind-gusts

Tom Scott quote: http://forum.trailersailor.com/post.php?id=1304331

Would you all please stand as you are able.  Please put on your life jackets.  Pull them tight around your waist.  Adjust them so they feel secure - tight enough, but not too tight.  If you have young children with you, be sure to put theirs on first. 

The Roman Emperor Antonius Pius summed up his philosophy of life in one word – the last word he ever spoke – “aequanimitas”; ‘to keep an equal mind in all adverse circumstances of life’.  This is no easy thing to do.  But it has always been needed – whether in early history, or in our current life today.  To keep a sense of equanimity, regardless of the circumstances we are in, is not only a helpful suggestion – sometimes it is a necessity.

Two people were recovered from the waters of Chesapeake Bay on December 17, 2011. A 25 year old woman survived.  A 40 year old man did not.  The body of a third person, a 25 year old man, was recovered a month later.  The boat, an 18 foot Precision sailboat, was discovered under 40 feet of water.  An 18-foot Precision sailboat.  A “P-18”.  That’s the same boat my husband sails each summer at Eagle Creek Reservoir.  Two people died.  How did this happen? Boaters have a lot to say about it.

Two experienced sailors were on board.  One less so – the owner of the boat.  The least experienced was ‘driving the boat’ - in charge of the sails.  No one had put on life jackets before they left – even with small craft advisory warnings.  The survivor said they scrambled to put them on in the water. And, sailing in December in northern waters, no one was dressed out in dry or wet suits.  They weren’t prepared.  And… they panicked.  They lost any sense of equanimity. 

A boat is built to float, and a P-18 is designed to right itself, if and when it’s knocked down.  If the sailors had let go – if they had literally let go – the boat would have righted itself. Instead, it was found, capsized, at the bottom of Chesapeake Bay.

Tom Scott is an experienced P-18 sailor, and has a very popular blog for this type of sailboat called “The Trailer Sailor.”  Here’s what he had to say… “if you get a P-18 close to - or into - a knockdown situation (where the mast is in contact with the water), three "average-sized" crew members clinging to the deck WILL prevent the boat from righting itself. :(  I knocked down my P-18 twice (while single-handing), and it was very slow to right with me hanging on. Had it been any slower, the proper course of action would have been to get off the boat, and let her right herself. Yup, simply step off to leward, [away from the wind], and float.  Unfortunately, that would be a rather counter-intuitive idea (and action) on a winter sailing day, with water temps in the 40's.”

Let go?  That makes no sense.  No sense at all.  With a gust of wind lifting the front of the boat, the sailor should have let go of the sail.  Instead, he pulled it tight.  With the boat knocked down, the crew should have let go, jumped overboard, allowed the boat to right itself, and moved to the ladder at the stern of the boat, climbing back in.  They would have been wet, cold, and miserable, but there is a chance they would have lived.  Instead, they panicked, and held on for dear life, weighing down the boat, so it could not come back up to center, and right itself.  How do we know this?  Because the boat drowned. It didn’t right itself.  It capsized, belly up, and sank.

Jesus had been in a boat all day long.  He had been teaching from the boat by the seashore, with crowds of people gathered sitting close to the water, listening.  When it was evening, he said to his disciples, “Let’s cross to the other side.”   

 Jesus and the disciples headed across the lake. Other boats were nearby.  They weren’t alone on the lake that night.  Jesus, probably exhausted, fell asleep in the stern, the back of the boat. We know that at least four of the disciples were used to being on water… Andrew, Peter, James and John had all been fishermen by trade, before leaving their work to follow Jesus.  Matthew the tax collector… maybe not so much. It’s hard to say which of the disciples were comfortable crossing the lake that night.

A squall came up.  They can come out of nowhere, these squalls… they’re “a sudden violent gust of wind or a localized storm, especially one bringing rain, snow, or sleet.”  Jesus woke to men surrounding him, shouting, ‘Save us! We’re drowning!  Don’t you care? We’re going to drown!”  Their fear was palpable.  They were panicking.  Christ could feel it, as they shook him from his sleep.  He could sense it in the pitch and level of their voices.  Regardless of their experience with storms, even those who had been in rough water and squalls before, with nets hanging from their boats, freaked out. 

 Jesus stood up, and spoke to the seas and to the wind and said, “Be quiet!  Be quiet!  Be still!” The winds stopped and there was a dead calm.  Then Jesus spoke to his disciples.  He did not ask them why they were afraid.  He knew that.  What he asked them was “Why are you so afraid?  Have you still no faith?

When Jesus was speaking – shouting – over the wind and the crash of the waves – to the storm, everyone could hear him.  The disciples could hear him.  And what was he saying to them, as he spoke to the storm? “Quiet yourselves.  Be calm.  Be still.” 

 

“Why are you so afraid?  Have you still no faith?”  “Have you no faith, even now?  With all you know of me, with all the time we’ve spent together, after all the work we’ve done together, and the amazing things you’ve seen me do – the amazing things you’ve done yourselves - you still have no faith?”  Even with Jesus in the boat, they were sure they would die.    

Fear does strange things to us.  It takes all logic away.  It takes away our capacity to think, to reason, ‘to keep an equal mind in all adverse circumstances of life’.  We, like the three persons on the boat in Chesapeake Bay, or the twelve disciples in that squall, panic.  We forget what we know.  We sometimes forget what we’ve always known.  When we face scary circumstances, it’s not easy to quiet ourselves, to stay calm, to think rationally, reasonably, or… to think, at all.  It’s much easier to react, than to act purposefully.

A few weeks ago, Ministry and Counsel set the course for our Meeting to consider a proposal for marriage equality. This journey is one that First Friends chose to take ourselves, based on a query that was raised by our own Western Yearly Meeting of Friends in the summer of 2014.  Every Monthly Meeting in our Yearly Meeting has been asked to do so.  Some people want nothing to do with this journey.  Some people have been eager to set sail.  Much of that difference, in my view, has to do with fear.

First – fear of the past… some of you have had experience with discussion and decision making at the Yearly Meeting level regarding marriage equality, and have seen how divisive it was.  That was more than ten years ago.  The Yearly Meeting leadership has changed… they are now asking each Monthly Meeting what they think, rather than telling each Monthly Meeting what they will do in regard to marriage equality.  There is no reason to fear the Yearly Meeting.  Respect? Yes. Fear? No.

The Yearly Meeting has changed, and so has First Friends.  I want to show you something… How long have you been coming to First Friends Meeting?  I have been here for just a little over three years.  I’d like to ask all those who have come to First Friends,, or have returned to First Friends in the last three years, to stand up.  We are not the same Meeting we were four years, five years, ten years ago. 

Second – fear of each other… marriage equality is a much more controversial topic than what color to paint Fellowship Hall.  Heart rates go up for some, even when it’s mentioned as something to discuss publicly.  Many people want to panic.  We struggle to find something to hang on to.  “Letting go” is the most counter-intuitive thing we could possible think to do.  This is where leadership comes in.  Out of the chaos of fear, someone needs to come forward with a sense of purpose and direction.  Who is that for Friends?  The answer has been, and always will be, the Holy Spirit.

 

Our leadership comes from the power of the Holy Spirit moving, speaking, and working through us.  You and me.  My authority comes in the challenge of asking you to consider for yourselves the authority of Christ’s leadership through the power of the Holy Spirit.  I could tell you, but that’s not my work to do. There are pastors in Indianapolis this morning who are telling their congregations how to vote on Tuesday.  You won’t get that from me. 

Some of you have been angry, because it’s taken so long for a proposal to come forward in Monthly Meeting.  Remember the folks, drowning in Chesapeake Bay, fumbling to put on their life jackets?  Ministry and Counsel has worked diligently to be sure that the proposal that came forward considered not only the question of whether marriage equality was something that should be pursued, but HOW it should be pursued at First Friends.  Not at Second or Third or Fourth Friends.  At First Friends.

Relying on the Holy Spirit means listening – waiting on the Holy Spirit.  Not panicking, not determining our own ending, or using conjecture to determine what we think God would do.  It’s means waiting for a sense of clarity and release.  Some of you are already clear – you already have your answer.  I would ask you to listen carefully to be certain that your answer allows enough flexibility to respond to what God’s Spirit requires of you, no matter what comes. It may not be what you expect. 

Who are we sailing with?  With people we’ve trusted, some of us, for years.  We’ve trusted them with our kids.  We’ve trusted them with our money.  We’ve trusted them with our energy and time.  We’ve trusted them with our intellect, our thoughts, our plans, our stories.  We’ve trusted them with our guts.  We’ve trusted them with our secrets.  We’re sailing with people we know, trust, and love.  Who else would you want to take this journey with?

And finally, trusting one another as Friends.  I mean, as Quakers.  People who understand that God is not kept in a box, or a book.  God is alive in you.  In me.  In our children.  In each other.  That day on the lake in the squall, those Jewish men believed that God was in the Torah and the Temple.  They forgot that Jesus, God Incarnate, was in the boat! “Have you still no faith?” he asked them.  “Aren’t I God to you yet?” 

We must not fear God, as some scary monster… that is not what scripture teaches us.  We are to fear God – to hold God in high honor, with awe and wonder, but also with thanksgiving and joy, knowing that God gave himself to us, for us, loves us dearly, and lives in us, showing us Godself every day, and in every circumstance.  George Fox looked and looked and looked for God, and finally heard God say, “There is one, even Christ Jesus, who can speak to your condition.” God is in this with us.  God is speaking to our condition.  God is showing us the way forward. 

 

We have nothing to fear.  We must not panic.  We’ve done many practice drills with other questions and concerns that have come before this meeting in the past, and we’re still here.  The Meeting has not split apart or died.  If anything, we’re stronger than ever.

Keep your equanimity, regardless of the circumstances.  Stay calm.  Be still.  Still enough that you can hear God speak.  Listen to the teachings of God’s Spirit.  Love God with all you have – heart, soul, mind and spirit.  And love each other fiercely– like you love yourselves.  Show each other what love looks like, feels like, acts like.  BE God to each other.  Be good to each other.  

George Fox once said: “I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness.I’m setting sail for the ocean of light and love with you – every single one of you.

 

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October 25, 2015

Faith Versus Fear

 

The Parting of the Red Sea

 

Exodus 14: 5-25

 

 

I imagine this is a familiar story to many of you.  We have likely heard it since our childhood and might have experienced depictions like red Jell-O being prepared and separated by our Sunday School teachers symbolizing God parting the red sea.  We all remember Charlton Heston playing Moses in the classic movie Ten Commandments.    The parting of the red sea was one of the most dramatic scenes in the movie.  This is one of the great stories of the Torah and one that has been told to every generation.    

 

The build up to this dramatic action was that the Israelites had been slaves in Egypt for over 400 years.  They suffered under Egyptian rule and were looking for a savior.  The story of Moses and his upbringing in the ruling palace sets the stage for a showdown.  Moses is called by God to lead his people out of Egypt and God sent a number of plagues to the Egyptians culminating in the death angel killing the first born of every family in Egypt sparing the Israelites from this horror and creating the first Passover.    The Egyptians want the Israelites gone and grant them freedom to end this devastation.  The Israelites leave to pursue the promised land of Canaan for their home.  However, the Pharaoh and other leaders have second thoughts as they realize they have lost all of their free labor and pursue the Israelites.  The Egyptian army is on the run chasing down the Israelites in their journey to Canaan culminating in the encounter at the red sea.

 

Ruthie and I had an interesting interfaith clergy experience last Friday at the Indianapolis Hebrew Congregation listening to a respected Jewish scholar discuss how scripture should be read and interpreted.  He outlined many discrepancies in the translations and texts and noted that our intense interest in science and verifiable facts extends to the Bible.  The advent of science is a fairly recent advancement and we have taken science to try to understand the Bible.    The Bible is not suppose to be scientifically plausible, rather it is written to help us understand God, our human condition and what might we learn about how we should live in this world.   The writers of the Bible knew nothing about scientific theory.

 

I read several articles as I was preparing this message that were trying to justify and support how the red sea might have parted for the Israelites.  It talked about how the part of the red sea where the Israelites were camped was a marshy shallow area and the winds could have caught up at such a force to allow the Israelites to cross on the reef and then the winds died down when the Egyptians attempted to cross and they could not make it to the other side. 

 

Frankly, there are so many stories presented in the Old Testament that defy any scientific theory.  Men living to 923 years old, a man bringing 2 of every animal onto a boat, the creation story, the plagues that preceded the encounter at the red sea – the list goes on and on.    It is dangerous to try to read the Bible without context and without understanding that the Bible is not good science.  The Bible was created to transcend science.   The Bible can be good religion when it is incorporated into authentic practice.  But it is not good science.  It is a tradition and a culture that has changed and is changing.   And yet the Bible has much to teach and reveal to us about God, humans, God’s love and redemption. 

 

So what does this story mean?

 

I have spent the last week trying to step into the life of an average Israelite following their leader Moses to the edge of the Red Sea – there have been many moments of faith for us during the last year and God has provided.  Yet here we are faced with a crucial moment with the Egyptian army advancing towards us and a huge body of water in front of us with no where to go.   We really don’t see any alternative.  Our back is against the wall and we feel a tremendous amount of fear.  Our lack of faith in God has us asking Moses to take us back to Egypt to be enslaved once again.

 

Really?  I know God has provided for me in the past, yet I don’t have enough faith to believe that God will provide a way in this moment.  I say I would rather be enslaved, stuck in my bad situation, willing to be abused, degraded, dismissed and hopeless because I don’t believe that God will provide a way. 

 

Many of us might be might be facing our own red sea.  We don’t really see a way out of our situation and are too afraid to step into the Light towards wholeness – we can’t see the way forward.  We might ask God to take us back to something that wasn’t good but felt comfortable. We just can’t let go and step into the waters of the red sea.   Yet this amazing story here shows us that God will help provide a way out of our circumstances even when we have no understanding or comprehension of possibility.   God can open a way when we see no hope or opening.  Sometimes it is dramatic like the parting of the red sea.  Sometimes it is just enough to help us take a step forward. 

 

I asked a Rabbi that is leading a division of one of our Quaker organizations what he thought about this story – he shard a Jewish midrash which is a biblical interpretation that fills in some gaps of the story taught by rabbis and I share it with you today:

The story of Nachshon is a favorite midrash. Nachshon was a slave with all the other Israelites who found redemption at the hand of God. He packed and didn't let the dough rise and ran, breathless and scared and grateful, away from the land of Pharaohs and pyramids and slavery. Nachshon ran into freedom.

And then he got to the sea. He and some 600,000 other un-slaved people, stopped cold by the Red Sea. It was huge and liquid and deep. They couldn't see the other side. It was so big they couldn't see any sides. Just wetness from here to forever.

And behind him, when he and the 600,000 others dared to peek, were Pharaoh and his army of men and horses and chariots, carrying spears and swords and assorted sharp, pointy things. Moses went to have a chat with God, and just like that, he got an answer--- a Divine Instant Message. All the Children of Israel needed to do was walk forward into the sea, that big, wet, deep forever sea. God would provide a way. "Trust Me," God seemed to say, "I got you this far, didn't I? I wouldn't let you fall now!"

Nachshon and the 600,000 stood at the shivery edge of that sea, staring at that infinite horizon in front and the pointy, roiling chaos of death and slavery behind them. They stood, planted – and let's face it: not just planted, but rooted in their fear and mistrust and doubt. They may have felt reassured by the image of God as a pillar of smoke or fire – impressive pyrotechnics, to be sure – but the soldiers and the sea were so there, present and much more real.

Then, in the midst of that fear and doubt, something changed. Nachshon – recently freed, trapped between death by water and death by bleeding – did the miraculous. He put one foot in front of the other and walked into the sea. The 600,000 held their collective breath, watching the scene unfold before them as Nachshon did what they could not: He decided to have faith. And though the water covered first his ankles, then his knees, then his chest, then kept rising, until he was almost swallowed whole, Nachshon kept walking, kept believing. And just when it seemed that he was a fool for his faith, that he would surely drown in that infinite sea, another miracle: The waters parted.

The sea split and Nachshon, so recently in over his head, walked on dry land. The 600,000 breathed again, in one relieved whoosh of air, and they found their own faith and followed Nachshon into the dry sea to across to the other side. And then the journey truly began.                             

I pray to have faith enough to walk into my own sea – of doubt and fear and darkness. I want to walk and feel the waters part, to be released from the tangled web of thought that holds me immobile and disconnected. I have learned, again and again, without fail: When I take that step, when I find the faith to put one foot in front of the other and to trust, as Nachshon did, I am carried forward. I am freed from my self-imposed bondage. I am enough, and I can walk again on dry land to freedom.

 

 

Let us enter into a time of unprogrammed worship together.  A time of listening for God’s voice.  God may speak to you with a message just for you and I ask that you hold that and sit with that during this time.  God may share a message that needs to be vocalized with all of us and I ask that you stand and give this message if God is calling you to this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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October 18,2015

Sermon 10-18-2015; ‘Take a Chance’

Exodus 1:8-12, 22; 2:1-8

JB Phillips, Your God is Too Small; http://thecommonlife.com/files/books/Your_God_is_Too_Small.pdf

 

She always came in late – after the service had started.  She would sing the hymns, give an offering – always cash, take communion each Sunday with these Disciples of Christ.  And then, she would leave early.  Week after week after week.  The women in the choir noticed this, and before long, two of them put together a plan. One Sunday, they left worship early too, and met ‘Kathy’ in the parking lot.  They visited with her, told her how glad they were to have had her coming to First Christian, and learned a little bit about her.  She was in transition… the hormones were slowly, gently working.  Months later, once the counseling and all the preparations were ready, those same women traveled with her to Portland for her surgery at the Medical School.  By the time I met her, she was a lovely, fully transitioned woman.  She was the Worship Team leader, and she played a mean guitar.  I was the Choir Director, and we had so much fun!  Jon figured it out right away… I had no clue.  All I knew was, Kathy was Kathy, and she was beautiful, and she loved Jesus, and served God in a loving and giving way.  Once she discovered Jon and I would be moving back to Iowa, she asked me if we could record some pieces together.  I thought that was great idea... so I went to her trailer house, and we spent time choosing pieces, some she had written, and made a recording we called "Sisters in Christ”.  None of that would have happened if Kathy had not taken a chance.  Would First Christian mind if she sat in worship with them?  Would she be welcomed there?  Could this person who had been a Christian all their lives, find a place to worship, to belong, to grow and serve Christ?  That would depend on the God those people served… was their God big enough to love Kathy?

 She nursed her baby, possibly for the last time, and bundled him in the softest blanket she had.  She put him in the basket, and carried him to the river, slipping the basket carefully down among the reeds.  Her son would either die at home, or die in the river, or… She had to take this chance.  Her daughter had heard the instructions many times, and waited nearby.  What would happen next?

The Pharaoh did not know the Hebrew, Joseph.  His earlier time in Egypt was of no consequence.  What he did know was that the Israelite people had multiplied many times over, and Egypt was overflowing with Hebrews.  Safety and protection against these immigrants was of the utmost importance.  Midwives, who were supposed to kill Hebrew boys, cleverly told the Pharaoh that the Hebrew women birthed their babies so quickly, the midwives could not arrive in time.  The infant boys lived. 

 

Moses’ mother received her son back again, and was paid by Pharaoh’s daughter to raise him!  Not only would he not die at home, but he would live there, with his mother.  The infant who would have been drowned in a river was drawn from a river by the daughter of the one who would have killed him.  And another daughter brought them together.  None of this would have happened if Moses’ mother would not have taken a chance.  Would he suffocate in the heat?  Would he drown?  Would anyone, the right one, come and find him?  Would her daughter remember what to say? Would her boy-child have a future?  That would depend on the God she served… was her God big enough to love her son?

What chances have you taken?  Some of us are risk-averse… we take as few chances as possible.  Count me in with that crowd!  Others love the fierce excitement of ‘living on the edge’ of possibility, and taking chances are like second nature for them. Every time you drive a car, you take a chance.  Every time you cross a street, you take a chance.  Every time you go out on a date, you take a chance!  We all take chances, all the time.  And we do this, because we’ve made some assumptions.  We’ve taken driving lessons.  We’ve learned to look both ways.  We’ve answered all the questions for Match.com!  We’ve read the directions (or not!), we’ve interviewed the candidates, we’ve spoken to counselors, we’ve watched to see when Pharaoh’s daughter usually comes to bathe, we’ve attended church with the same people for days and months, and years and decades. 

Jesus was always willing to take a chance…  J.B. Phillips, in “Your God is Too Small” describes Christ as “one who did not hesitate to challenge and expose the hypocrisies of the religious people of his day… who could be moved to violent anger by shameless exploitation, or by smug complacent orthodoxy, a man of such courage that he deliberately walked to what He knew would mean death…”  Was Christ’s God big enough to love him?  To love him to death?  Yes.  Christ’s God was big enough. But Christ discovered that, Christ revealed that by stepping it out.  By making it real.  By taking a chance.  And there was God, on the other side of what was certain death, in life and love. 

Was Kathy’s God big enough?  Yes.  She discovered that by walking into that sanctuary.  Literally, discovering ‘sanctuary’ by taking the chance to see if there was love enough, and hope for a new beginning.

Was God big enough for Moses’ mother?  Yes. But God could only work if she would love her son enough to take the chance of walking away from him, hidden in those bulrushes.

We can take the chance of trusting God.  We live in God.  And we believe and have experienced God living in us.  Not across the street, or on the other side of town… God lives in us.  We have trusted God before, and God has been faithful.  God has not always answered in the way we expected, and that’s been a very good thing… it’s strengthened us, stretched us, and caused us to rely on each other, and on God even more.  God is big enough.  God’s love is big enough. Is our love big enough to take a chance on God?  Is our love big enough to take a chance on one another? Are we willing to take a chance to be loved?  Are we willing to take a chance to love?

CD: Sisters In Christ; Kathy Williams and Ruthie Tippin/Cut #12 “Spread Your Wings”

 

 

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October 11, 2015

Sermon - October 11, 2015 “Loving Giving, Giving Loving”

Mark 12:38-44 and Luke 21:1-4

http://www.christianitytoday.com/le/2013/spring/why-i-wont-give-to-your-church.html

Copyright © 2013 by the author or Christianity Today/Leadership Journal

 

I love this story… and the woman Jesus tells us about in the story.  I don’t feel sorry for her.  I feel great compassion for her, but more than that, I feel great respect for who she is, and the choices she makes. She is my teacher today. This woman is not a person who lets her circumstances define her.  She, who had lost her husband was destitute.  She was not allowed to inherit anything from her husband’s wealth or property.  She could remain in her husband’s family, only if his next of kin would marry her.  And who’s to say she would have chosen that for herself?  She would very likely be left without any financial support.  This is still true for widows in many parts of the world today.  They are left destitute, often with children to support, and with no means whatsoever.  Isaiah cries out, “… cease to do evil, learn to do good; seek justice, rescue the oppressed, defend the orphan, plead for the widow.”   Widows in the time of Christ were at the mercy of the church… the church was to protect and care for the widows among them. 

This widow chose to give.  Within the limitations of her life, she chose to give.  She could have held tightly to what she had.  No one would have thought less of her.  She was already ‘the least of these’.  It was the unexpected choice she made that brought her into scripture… Jesus was stunned to see her at the Treasury – not begging for money, but offering it. 

Giving is a choice – no matter what we have to give.  Our time, our energy, our money, our life.  The rich people in the story chose to give large sums.  The widow chose to give her two coins.  The choice to give is much easier when you have more, rather than less.  But Jesus seems to be saying, the outcome of giving is the same, or even greater when you struggle with it a bit.  When you think about it.  When you make a choice.  When you are giving because you want to, and not just because you can.

Our giving matters to First Friends.  If everyone stopped giving today, there would be no First Friends Meeting.  The building would be here, but the Meeting would not.  Unless you write a note on your check, saying what your money goes to; ‘Vacation Bible School’ or ‘Friends United Meeting’ etc, your money goes straight into our Operating Budget.  It pays for pencils and paper, curriculum for our children, bulletins and ink, heat, lights, salaries, and much, much more.  When we run out of money, we run out of money, and we have to ask for more.  And that’s just as it should be.

Years ago some very, very smart people decided that they would make an investment in our Meeting for the future.  Because of that decision, we are not responsible – we don’t have to worry – if we have to pave the parking lot, or if the roof leaks.  We don’t have to raise extra funds if a storm comes and lifts the roofs off.  Because years and years and years ago, some very wise Quakers decided to put some money aside to cover those concerns, and let it grow.  It is called the Trustees Fund.  And that is separate from our Operating Budget.  And I am very thankful for that.  There are many churches that go broke when the boiler blows up.  Not First Friends.   

I received a letter this past week that included an incredible set of old, brittle papers.  The document is from the Finance Committee of Indianapolis Monthly Meeting, dated ‘2nd Month, 1895’.  You’ll get to see copies of it when you enjoy Fellowship Hour today, hosted by the 2015 Finance Committee!  The papers mention West Indianapolis Preparative Meeting, Indianapolis Preparative Meeting, the Alabama Street property – where we were before building on Kessler, and Delaware Street Meeting – where we first met. It’s obviously a working paper, with pencil markings all over it, updating the 1895 figures for 1896.  The Finance Committee was determining the budget for the coming year.  The janitor would be paid $120/year, or $10/month.  They estimated they’d spend more for funerals than they would for fuel.  And there was no paving – of anything.  It cost $26.23 to “sweep and sprinkle” Delaware Street that year.  How would they cover their costs?

The third and fourth pages of the document list 108 names – presumably members of the Meeting.  The Finance Committee submitted an assessment for each person.  Only two persons are asked to pay a tithe, or 10%, and one of them is William R. Evans – the Clerk of the Finance Committee.  Most are asked to pay ½ to 1% of their income.  Linton A. Cox is listed at 2%, but is penciled in at 3%.  Robert Rees was asked to pay 1%, but he’s chosen to pay 1 ½%. 

Included in the envelope was a little ‘subscription’ card… I’ve made a copy for you to see, and put it in your bulletins.  “I subscribe and agree to pay to Friends Church of Indianapolis…”  I don’t know if the subscriptions were based on the assessments, or if the assessments were based on the subscriptions. They may have been two separate, complementary tools for fundraising. 

The Meeting was less than 50 years old, it had outgrown its Delaware Street gathering place, moved to 13th and Alabama and had more than 100 members.  And the Finance Committee asked everyone – each one of its members – to participate financially in the work of the Meeting.  They did not ask the same from each person… they asked them to make a choice.  Some said they would give more, like Linton and Robert.  Some may not have been able to give at all.  We don’t know the outcome of the request. But we do know the outcome of giving… when you’re giving because you want to, and not just because you can.  When your ½% matters just as much as another person’s 10%. Because… here we are.  We do know what happened.

I don’t know how many persons in this Meeting give financially to the work and witness of this Meeting.  I know approximately, but I don’t know specifically, and I certainly don’t know how much any one person gives.  Except me and Jon.  I just assume you all give, as you are led by God to do so, and as you can, because you want to.  We probably should make a bigger deal about giving when people become members!  Anytime you join a Fitness Club, or Costco, you have to pay a membership fee.  I can’t shop at Costco without paying to be a Member!  I’ve learned that there are some churches and synagogues where new members are interviewed as they join, and finances are discussed, and a determination is made regarding their support of the church.  You won’t find that at First Friends.  The Meeting does not take on that responsibility.  That’s your work to do.  That’s your decision to make.  That’s your choice.  Your joy!

This is our Meeting.  This is our expression of God in us, and God in the world through us.  I heard recently about another Meeting that kinda sorta belonged to one guy.  He was really, really, really, rich. He gave an endowment to his Meeting.  In addition to the endowment, he also gave a certain amount, in the thousands, every month.  And after awhile, the meeting realized they didn’t need to support itself because “Mr. X” was doing that for them.  So, instead of using the monies to build the meeting and do more for God, they just started sitting back.  We can’t afford to sit back.  We don’t have a ‘Mr. X”. That meeting died.  We are very much alive.  Because some of you give ½ %. Some of you give 3%, and some of you give 5%, and some of you give 20%. 

I’m just going to say, that some of our dear givers are gone now, and so the rest of us have got to pick up the slack! We won’t be able to give as much as Howard Taylor. But maybe 3, or 4, or twelve of us could, together.  We’ll do that because, we want to.  Because we love the meeting.  It wasn’t Howard’s meeting.  It wasn’t Duffy’s meeting.  It’s our Meeting.  It’s my meeting. It’s your meeting. We love our meeting.   

And we have the joy and responsibility of supporting it, sharing it, and caring for it.  It’s such an adventure to see what God does with who we are, and what we have to offer!  And people are watching us.  What we do, and who we are matters.  Not just to ourselves, but to those around us, and to those who are growing up with us…

Listen to this great article from Christianity Today.  It’s called “Why I Won’t Give To Your Church.”  Do you think this young person would feel the same way about First Friends?   

I am a 23-year-old who refuses to give to your church. My parents made me attend your Christmas program. I have to admit, it was quite a spectacle: real animals, fake snow, and lights that bathed the actors in red, green, and gold. The production cost thousands of dollars. (Has this person ever been to our Christmas pageant?)And gee-whiz, it was worth every penny! By the way, if you're going to understand anything about our generation, it should be that we love sarcasm. The truth is, I could not have been more put off by what you put on. It was gaudy and awkward. Your jokes were not funny, your script was predictable, and the only lights that mattered were the ones coming from the exit signs.

My generation loves technology yet we're minimalists. We're highly educated; we don't like to read. We're comfortable with uncertainty, I think. We're skeptical of corporations, and we're pretty much an expert on everything because of Google and Wikipedia. We realize we're arrogant, and in many ways, contradictory. We're OK with that, but we're not OK with you being unwilling to admit to the same.

More than half of us will leave the church at some point. Those of us still here find it increasingly difficult to stay. So what is it that we're looking for? What's the magic answer? There is none. What will satisfy one person my age may not satisfy me, and vice versa. But for what it's worth, here are my ideas, frustrations, and yes, a little advice.

We're not a "target demographic"

We've been "marketed to" since childhood, and we can smell it a mile away. When we step into a church and sense it, it's patronizing and offensive. Your "Young Adult Outreach" may be well intentioned, but it comes off as phony. When we sense you're preoccupied with attendance among our demographic, we feel like you're making us into a number, or even a dollar sign. We want to be known and valued as individuals. We may be the same age, but we have a diverse array of passions, dreams, and callings. Until the church recognizes this, like the rest of the world has, we will continue to be absent from your pews and our giving from your offering plates.

Use your money wisely

In politics it is common to criticize spending. People passionately debate spending on education, welfare, campaigning, and the military—and complain how the government is wasting our precious tax dollars. Government spending is always under scrutiny. The same applies to churches. Where exactly is our money going? Is it helping others? Or is it being spent on elaborate Christmas pageants? Are you building the kingdom? Or are you building your kingdom? Millennials are extremely conscious of how our money is spent. We are the generation that demands fair trade coffee and supports eco-friendly companies, but will dump them just as quickly if they're caught "greenwashing."

Impact your community and the world

What are you doing in your community? Are you feeding and clothing the homeless? Are you hosting support groups for addicts? Are you finding childcare for single parents? These are things my generation respects. We want to help the people around us. You'll win us over if you do the same. What are you doing abroad? Organizations like Compassion International and World Vision make it so easy to care for God's children. There are too many people living in poverty, and far too many churches doing nothing about it. In America alone, there are approximately 315,000 Protestant houses of worship. If each church sponsored at least one beautiful child of God, perhaps we would begin to see the kind of global impact God desires the church to have.

Let us lead

Contrary to popular perception, we aren't allergic to responsibility. We just want to make sure what we commit to really matters. Let us partner with you in making an impact for Christ. Please don't conclude that my refusal to give means I'm indifferent to the church. I have always believed that Christ holds the answer to what is wrong with the world—that Jesus is the key to truly experiencing life. I am only critical of your efforts because I refuse to give up. I desperately want my generation to see authentic Christianity. Let's make it happen together.

The woman who came to the Treasury, gave out of authenticity.  Our meeting gives, because we are authentic.  Yesterday when I paid my bills I sat down and thought, “What am I doing with my money?”  When you sit down to respond to the Finance Committee letter you will receive, think about First Friends, and how authentic it rings in your life.  And then decide as they did so long ago, “How do I want to fill out this little card from 1895… “I subscribe and agree to pay to Friends Church of Indianapolis…”  Amen.

 

 From the silence…

Ruthie was talking about the widow this morning.  It made me think of my mother who became a widow at the age of 31, with three small children to take of.  I wouldn’t say we were destitute, but we were pretty close, since my father had just begun his career as a teacher six months before.  And even in that first couple of years when her only income was taking in ironing for the neighbors, she put money in the offering plate every Sunday.’

 

 

 

 

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September 20, 2015

Sermon 9-20-2015; ‘Noah’

Genesis 6:5-22

 

 

No one can say that scripture is boring.  Not if you read the early chapters of Genesis!  God makes the world and destroys in within eight chapters.  That’s the first twelve pages of my Bible!  God made everything in all creation and pronounced it ‘good’.  Within a short time, it’s not so good anymore.  Here’s the naked truth…  Humankind, like Adam and Eve, have chosen to find wisdom and knowing in their own way, rather than experiencing it through their companionship and trust of God.  By the time we reach Genesis, chapter 6, we read that “The Lord saw that the wickedness of humankind was great in the earth, and that every inclination of the thoughts of their hearts was only evil continually.  And the Lord was sorry that he had made humankind on the earth, and it grieved him to his heart.’

 

This is the part of the Noah’s Ark story that we don’t often hear.  We didn’t sing it this morning in the Children’s Song [Arky, Arky].  We don’t see it on the walls of Children’s Nurseries.  But it’s a part of the story.  Many flood stories from ancient times and places… the story of Noah is not new.  What does this story teach us today?

 

One person can really make a difference.  Is that person you?  Are you Noah to your family, to your Meeting, to your street or neighborhood?  Are you Noah to your company? To your community?  To your world – however far that extends?  In all of creation, God could find only one person who could make a difference – Noah found favor with God.  Noah walked with God.  Noah paced himself with God’s steps.  Noah enjoyed God’s companionship.  Noah moved with God – not ahead of God, but with God.  Are you Noah?

 

By the time of Noah, all the earth was corrupt.  It was filled with violence. And God told Noah he would destroy it.  The Hebrew word for corrupt – ‘shachath’ – is the same word for destroy. ‘Because of their shachat, I will shachat.’  The punishment fits the crime. The whole world for the whole world.  God will allow humanity to endure the consequences of their own choices. 

 

Yesterday was my grandson’s birthday.  Benjamin turned 5 years old.  When I called and spoke to his dad, Seth told me they were struggling with celebrating and disciplining – all at the same time.  A few days before, Ben had taken off running – escaping his parents by at least a block or so, and scared them to death.  He has no fear, no restraint – this little man!  Seth told me they were shaping his punishment to teach him – to hold him accountable.  In the Noah story, humankind had taken off running from God, and now, finally, with every inclination only evil, with violence and corruption, with creation untended and violated, they would be held accountable.   

 

God remembered Noah.  God knew Noah.  God came to Noah, and told him of God’s plan and promise.  Well before the rains came, Noah knew.  And Noah did just as God commanded him.  He built an ark.  He put his family inside – but not just his family.  Noah carried the family of creation.  Every animal, every creeping thing, every bird, everything that stirs on the earth went into the ark.  When Scott Russell Sanders spoke here Friday evening, he reminded us that all living things – not just some – were taken into Noah’s ark.  If it was in the world, God had wanted it in the world, and God wanted it to continue.  Noah was not given discretion to make choices of what would be included, and what not to take.  God wanted it all there.  Sanders spoke of the ark as the container that preserved everything – all things were valued – through troubled times. You never know what you might need when you land on solid ground again.

The ark lands safely, once the flood waters subside, and God speaks to Noah again.  Humankind may never change – we may never honor God as was intended, but God has changed.  God’s heart has changed.  God makes a promise to Noah, and to all of us, that there will never be ‘shachath’ again – no flood will destroy the earth and all creation.  No one can deny our repeated offense to God against creation… the legitimate concern for pollution, for the destruction of land, the misuse of water, the rising temperature of the earth… God must be grieving again.  But God’s promise prevails.  The waters of the heavens and earth will remain separated, as they were at the first creation.  God intended re-creation of the world, once the ark landed, moves on. 

 

One person makes a difference.  One curator, one keeper, of creation.  One commitment to the wellbeing of creation, in all its forms.  One person who will stand against violence – against corruption.  One person who converses with God – who walks with God – who hears and pays attention to what God is thinking, doing, and hoping for God’s world – for us.  One Noah.  

 

Oh that our Meeting could be Noah for the world.  One Meeting, resolved to work together as stewards of creation – caring for creation concerns in our own city.  Known for our keeping of creation.  A ‘green team’ - wearing our First Friends tee-shirts, marked as those who’ve come from the ark, working together side by side, cleaning waterways, picking up litter, finding ways to walk with God, in and for creation.   

 

The American author, Edward Everett Hale once said, “I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything; but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.”  Noah was only one person.  He was the only one.  One person can make a difference.  Is that person you?  One person can make a difference.  That person is you.

 

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September 13,2015

Sermon 9-13-2015 ‘The High Cost of Hunger’

Genesis 3:1-7         

http://jwa.org/encyclopedia/article/eve-midrash-and-aggadah; Tamar Kadari

http://jewishencyclopedia.com/articles/758-adam#1; unedited full text of the Jewish Encyclopedia, 1908.

Pastor Ruthie Tippin, Indianapolis First Friends Meeting

 

Scripture tells us of God creating the world in six days, and then taking a day for rest…The Jewish Talmud describes Adam and Eve’s first day on earth, and divides it into twelve hours. In the first hour, Adam’s clay is heaped up. In the second, he becomes an inert mass. In the third, his limbs extend. In the fourth, he is infused with a soul. In the fifth, he stands on his feet. In the sixth, he gives names to all of creation. In the seventh, Eve becomes his mate, and in the eighth, “they ascended to the bed as two, and descended as four” (Cain and Abel were born). In the ninth, he was commanded not to eat of the tree, in the tenth, he went astray, in the eleventh, he was judged. And in the twelfth, he was expelled and departed (BT Sanhedrin 38b).

 

It sounds so clean – so clear – so antiseptic.  1,2,3,4… but there was so much happening in between those numbers.  Think of all the things that happen in each hour of each day for you.  The ‘Daytimer’ was invented just so people could keep track of their lives, hour by hour, minute my minute… 

 

If we remember the story of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden from Genesis, Chapter 2, we can imagine how their hours were spent.  Their time was spent in companionship… with one another, with creation, and with the Creator.  The story is collapsed into only a few verses, but if we consider it, imagine days – weeks - months – years of living in a garden of God’s creation with God.  Every day, hearing God walking, having conversations, spending time together.  That’s what was intended when God thought and spoke creation into being, and made humankind in God’s own image. 

 

God could have said nothing.  God could have allowed Adam and Eve to wander through the garden, hungry, choosing anything they wanted or needed for food.  Instead, God warned them that there were limits… there was one tree that was not theirs to eat.  In fact, if they ate of that tree, they would die.  It wasn’t that its fruit was meant for cattle and other beasts in the garden, or that its taste was bitter, or that it would make them ill.  They would die if they ate it.  And God went further to tell them what the tree was… it wasn’t an apple tree, or a palm, a peach tree, or a pine.  It was a tree of knowledge.  Of knowing.  Not understanding astronomy, or hydrology, or mathematics.  This was the tree of knowing good and evil.  And God did not want them to know good and evil.  This was God’s to know. 

 

Why did God put such a tree in the garden with humankind?  I don’t know.  It was God’s garden, and God planted what God wanted, and perhaps needed to plant there. Somewhere in creation there needed to be the knowing of good and evil, but it was God’s to know and humankind’s to trust God with.

This was God’s ‘garden space.’  Think of it perhaps like our garden boxes on the north side of our Meetinghouse.  Many people raise their vegetables there, including the preschool children.  Each person knows which garden bed belongs to which person or group.  No one would consider picking the fruit of the preschool… it’s theirs to grow, to tend, to pick, to use.  No matter how juicy, how ripe, how ready the fruit of their garden is… it is not be chosen or eaten by anyone else. 

 

Too often we hunger for what we think we need.  What we think we want.  What we think will be satisfying.  Soon we discover that it’s far too much for us to swallow.  It doesn’t sit well in our bellies, it doesn’t nourish, it doesn’t satisfy.  In fact, it makes us sick – very, very sick.  We may not notice it at first.  The cost to us may be taken from us slowly – incrementally.  But one day, as God told Adam, we will die.

 

We don’t have to know everything.  We don’t have to understand everything.  Our appetites can be controlled, acknowledging that someone else knows more than we do.  That someone else understands what we do not understand.  God asked Adam and Eve, God asks us, to rely on the relationship – the daily, hourly, presence we enjoy with God – in order to know that God will nourish us with all that we need, and more. 

 

Snakes slither in and out… they are interlopers.  They have nothing constant to offer.   Their work is to interrupt and break apart the soil… to destroy the constancy of relationships. 

 

The Midrash is a collection of stories that Rabbi’s use to ‘fill in the gaps’ explaining things that scripture doesn’t always tell us.  I love this Midrash story:

 

"Why was only a single specimen of man created first?[1] To teach us that he who destroys a single soul destroys a whole world and that he who saves a single soul saves a whole world;[1] furthermore, so no race or class may claim a nobler ancestry, saying, 'Our father was born first'; and, finally, to give testimony to the greatness of the Lord, who caused the wonderful diversity of humankind to emanate from one type.[1] And why was Adam created last of all beings?[1] To teach him humility; for if he be overbearing, let him remember that the little fly preceded him in the order of creation."[1]

 

God’s garden was a place of companionship and love for Eve and Adam… they had all they needed and more.  God gave them free flowing water, food to eat, shelter, beauty, sustaining presence, and asked them to develop an appetite for obedience. Do we hunger for God’s intentions for us?  Do we enjoy the nourishment that God has for us?  Or are we enticed/tempted by what is not ours to consume?  Of course we are… we’re not that different from Adam or Eve.  Snakes have interrupted our communion with God, too.  Even though God has given us the Tree of Life to eat from, we still travel closer and closer, with great curiosity, to the tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.  And, we’ve suffered for its tasting.

God did not abandon Adam and Eve – God provided for them, even as he cast them out of his garden.  They could not remain with God there, so God went with them, past the fiery swords of the angel guard into the wider world.  God always gave them the choice to feed on his provision for them; it was theirs to take.  Would they make that choice?  Would they hunger for the things of God?  God asks us this question today.  Every day.  Every hour.  Are we hungry for God?  Do we choose fruit from the Tree of Life? 

George Fox discovered this Life when he found the garden of intimacy with Christ, in communion and companionship.  He said that he passed back through the passed back through the fiery guard of angels’ swords into the garden of Eden again… hear his journal entry:

“Now was I come up in spirit through the flaming sword, into the paradise of God. All things were new; and all the creation gave another smell unto me than before, beyond what words can utter. I knew nothing but pureness, and innocency, and righteousness, being renewed up into the image of God by Christ Jesus, to the state of Adam, which he was in before he fell. The creation was opened to me; and it was shewed me how all things had their names given them according to their nature and virtue. And I was at a stand in my mind whether I should practice physic for the good of mankind, seeing the nature and virtues of the creatures were so opened to me by the Lord. But I was immediately taken up in spirit, to see into another or more steadfast state than Adam's in innocency, even into a state in Christ Jesus that should never fall. ...Great things did the Lord lead me into, and wonderful depths were opened unto me beyond what can by words be declared; but as people come into subjection to the Spirit of God, and grow up in the image and power of the Almighty, they may receive the word of wisdom, that opens all things, and come to know the hidden unity in the Eternal Being.”

Our appetites, our hunger can be satisfied.  In the end, God’s design – companionship and communion - was true, exact, and intentional.  There is no need to hunger for the knowledge for good and evil. We will receive far more: wisdom, all things will be opened to us, and we will come to know hidden things… all that the Creator has for us.  What are you hungry for this morning?

 

 

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September 6, 2015

Sermon September 6, 2015 ‘Creation’ - Worship in the Woods

Genesis 1:1 – 2:4 Jerusalem Bible

Elaine Pryce, A Quietness Within: The Quiet Way as Faith and Spirituality, Pendle Hill Pamphlet #434, Pendle Hill Publications, 2015, pps. 7-10.

James Weldon Johnson, God’s Trombones: Seven Negro Sermons in Verse, Penguin Books, 1927.

Explanation of poem ‘The Creation’; http://www.english.illinois.edu/maps/poets/g_l/johnson/creation.htm

Pastor Ruthie Tippin, Indianapolis First Friends Meeting

 Ask people to read portions of the scripture reading for the day, one person per ‘day’.

 We have begun worship today in stillness… but it was not silent.  Instead, it was filled with a cacophony of sounds all around us.  Gathering in the woods today, we hear faint sounds of humankind, but we also are much more aware than usual of birdsong, wind rush, cracking twigs, leaves dancing.

 Scripture as we know it begins with the mystery of a formless void shrouded in darkness called ‘the heavens and the earth’. But the void, or space, was not empty… it was filled with God’s presence and power... ‘God’s spirit hovered over the water’, as scripture describes it… ‘a bird hanging in the air, watching over its nest full of young.’ [Deuteronomy 32]

This is seen in the creation story – God fills the silence and void with Godself – first showing who God is with light, then sea and dry land, vegetation – filled with life bearing fruit and seeds hidden inside, sun and moon creating times and seasons, creatures for sea, sky and land, and finally… man and woman.  God saw Godself in all of creation… light that lives with but is never overcome by darkness; powerful, fluid movement and strong, firm foundation; life that recreates life and holds life within itself; times and seasons unending; sustenance for heart, soul, mind, strength; and best of all – companionship.  Presence.  Just as Eve was present to Adam and Adam was to Eve, so God was to them, for them, in them.  God revealed.  They revealed God to one another.  Made in God’s image, they showed each other what God was like. God present in humankind.  ‘God saw all that God had made, and indeed it was very good.’

 How often are you and I willing to start in emptiness, and allow God to create – to recreate – Godself in us?  How many times have you or I allowed God’s Spirit to hover over us, like an eagle over its nest full of young dependent offspring, waiting for God to fill us?  How often have we hauled our own vegetation, our own water supply, our own calendar of times and seasons with us into our relationships with others, without waiting to see what God has to reveal to us?  If we, as Quakers, as Friends, truly acknowledge the power of God’s presence; if we understand God as one who speaks directly to us without need for any intercessor;  if we acknowledge God as having spoken the world into creation; why do we not allow more stillness, more openness in our lives, for the experience of recreation?  It’s a mystery.

Elaine Pryce is a Friend in the United Kingdom, and has recently been published in a Pendle Hill Pamphlet entitled “A Quietness Within: The Quiet Way as Faith and Spirituality”.  I want to share a bit of what Elaine has to say about mystery with you this morning: ‘Mystery itself is what we know we don’t know.  Sometimes, mystery is what we can’t know, given the limitations of this human plane. “Can you fathom the mysteries of God?” Job asks in the Bible, “Can you probe the limits of the Almighty? They are higher than the heavens. What can you do? They are deeper than the depths of the grave. What can you know?” [Job 11:7-9]  For the quietist, this not knowing expresses a quality of the sacred.  Its hiddenness, its mystery lives ever present, like a seed within the earth… waiting for optimal conditions to germinate, to be revealed.

Mystery in its sacred sense, also suggests another kind of not knowing – an attentive, conscious unknowing.  Mystery is a letting go of everything we think we know about God.  Whatever we perceive God to be, whatever meaning we invest in the word “God”, conscious unknowing means releasing our hold on our perceptions and images of God in order to let God be who God is.  This is equivalent to a voluntary step into the transforming dark in order to make our faith more real.

 A Kenyan friend, studying African creation myths, told me of a myth describing this transition from imaging the divine to a more authentic experience.  At the beginning of time, God created the earth, its creatures, and humankind.  However, humans would not let God be.  They made constant requests, petitions, and complaints.  Finally one night when they were sleeping, a wearied God decided to leave.  When the people awoke and discovered God’s absence they ran about in panic, calling for God to return.  But after a while, they realized something had changed.  Everything around them, the earth, the night sky, the creatures of the earth, even themselves, had acquired a sublime beauty.  God had gone, yet only to be present in a different way than they had envisaged.

 Previously, God had been created by the people in the image of utility, shaped to fit the stockpile of their own needs.  As if peering down the wrong end of a telescope, they had missed the more expansive, more paradoxically truthful view they came to realize later.  God in absence is yet present as God truly is.  God, spirit, the eternal, is Presence itself.  Moreover, in this Presence, in God-being, they were enabled to be present to each other as human-being reflecting God-being.  As Quakers say, “There is that of God in everyone.” Or to put it another way, there is that of everyone in God.  The American writer Annie Dillard, after an experience of mystical insight, aptly describes this process of conceptual transfiguration: “It was as if God had said, ‘I am here, but not as you have known me.”

The early Quaker George Fox recorded a similar life-changing shift in onsciousness.  The realignment of consciousness was so profound and life changing for him that he was never the same angst-filled, desperate-for-answers, pacing-about-the-countryside, Leicestershire lad again.  Following the torment and struggle of letting go of one kind of God – the God of the intellect – he found another.  He was astounded by the encounter.  For him, this was the Christ within, the very one, he said who could “speak to my condition”.  “My heart did leap for joy,” he wrote in his journal.  The heart for Fox became a metaphor for a centered inwardly focused faith – that is, a consciousness-changing faith.  Soon after his initial transformation experience, he was to write in 1653 of the “mystery’ of the second birth.  By this he meant a spiritual rebirth, a new realization in the individual which accesses knowledge of God, who exists both beyond and before the advent of time.  This mystery he connected to silence and to a God who is accessible through the way of stillness and peace.  He later defined ‘the stillness and quietness in the pure spirit of God” as a condition which allows the mystery – the “veiled” and “hidden” things of God – to be revealed in a new kind of spiritual consciousness.”

Creation then, is not a matter of six or seven 24 hour periods, of getting the order correct in reciting the first account in Genesis, or of knowing science or scripture well, for that matter.  It is really unknowing, and allowing God to fill the void in your heart and mine… in your spirit and mine… with Godself.  With what God has of Godself to do and to be.  With what God wants us to experience in recreating ourselves time and time again, in a transformative relationship with One who is present.

 “…we can only really know God by experience – that is, by experiencing the fundamental being and character of God, which is pure love and Presence itself.  As George Fox wrote in his letters to Quaker groups, God is accessible only through experiencing, and this occurs in the silence, when all words – all definitions, all thoughts, all rational intricacies – have ceased.  We need to enter a new world of being, he wrote, a world of silence before God; to die to our own natural wisdom, reasonings, and understandings, so that we can experience the life of God within.” [Elaine Pryce]

Reading: ‘The Creation’; James Weldon Johnson, 1922(scroll down for poem)

 

The Creation

 And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely--
I'll make me a world.

And far as the eye of God could see
Darkness covered everything,
Blacker than a hundred midnights
Down in a cypress swamp.

Then God smiled,
And the light broke,
And the darkness rolled up on one side,
And the light stood shining on the other,
And God said: That's good!

Then God reached out and took the light in his hands,
And God rolled the light around in his hands
Until he made the sun;
And he set that sun a-blazing in the heavens.
And the light that was left from making the sun
God gathered it up in a shining ball
And flung it against the darkness,
Spangling the night with the moon and stars.
Then down between
The darkness and the light
He hurled the world;
And God said: That's good!

Then God himself stepped down--
And the sun was on his right hand,
And the moon was on his left;
The stars were clustered about his head,
And the earth was under his feet.
And God walked, and where he trod
His footsteps hollowed the valleys out
And bulged the mountains up.

Then he stopped and looked and saw
That the earth was hot and barren.
So God stepped over to the edge of the world
And he spat out the seven seas--
He batted his eyes, and the lightnings flashed--
He clapped his hands, and the thunders rolled--
And the waters above the earth came down,
The cooling waters came down.


Then the green grass sprouted,
And the little red flowers blossomed,
The pine tree pointed his finger to the sky,
And the oak spread out his arms,
The lakes cuddled down in the hollows of the ground,
And the rivers ran down to the sea;
And God smiled again, 
And the rainbow appeared,
And curled itself around his shoulder.

Then God raised his arm and he waved his hand
Over the sea and over the land,
And he said: Bring forth! Bring forth!
And quicker than God could drop his hand,
Fishes and fowls
And beasts and birds
Swam the rivers and the seas,
Roamed the forests and the woods,
And split the air with their wings.
And God said: That's good!

Then God walked around,
And God looked around
On all that he had made.
He looked at his sun, 
And he looked at his moon,
And he looked at his little stars;
He looked on his world
With all its living things,
And God said: I'm lonely still.

Then God sat down--
On the side of a hill where he could think;
By a deep, wide river he sat down;
With his head in his hands,
God thought and thought,
Till he thought: I'll make me a man!

Up from the bed of the river
God scooped the clay;
And by the bank of the river
He kneeled him down;
And there the great God Almighty
Who lit the sun and fixed it in the sky, 
Who flung the stars to the most far corner of the night,
Who rounded the earth in the middle of his hand;
This great God,
Like a mammy bending over her baby,
Kneeled down in the dust
Toiling over a lump of clay
Till he shaped it in is his own image;

Then into it he blew the breath of life,
And man became a living soul.
Amen. Amen.

 

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August 16,2015

Sermon 8-16-2015;‘Worshipping, Caring, and Witnessing’

Psalm 96 and 100                                           

The Oxford Handbook of Quaker Studies, Stephen W. Angell, Pink Dandelion, editors;

Oxford University Press, 2013.

Wilmer Cooper, The Nature of the Friends Meeting, No Time But This Present, FWCC, 1965.

Pastor Ruthie Tippin, Indianapolis First Friends Meeting

 

What is it that makes Friends meetings matter?  What is the new song that we sing to the Lord that stands out from the songs of other faith communities? How do we declare God’s glory differently than others?  What do people find here that they haven’t found in any other place?  What is it that holds people in Quaker faith, rather than moving on to other practices of faith?  It would be fascinating to hold a forum discussion with all of you about this, if we had time this morning.  Perhaps we need to make time for this soon!  

Quaker institutions mattered to Wilmer Cooper.  He was one of the founders, and the first Dean of Earlham School of Religion, the Friends Seminary in Richmond, IN.  He served with Friends Committee on National Legislation.  He served Quakers in many, many ways.  But the most important place in Quakerism to him was the local Friends Meeting… a place just like First Friends Meeting.  He considered local meetings to be the seedbed, where Quakerism must be tended if Friends are to continue to bear fruit. 

In a paper he wrote in preparation for the 4th World Conference of Friends in 1967, Cooper wrote “If the Society of Friends is to experience renewal and growth in our day it must begin with the rekindling of the local meeting… It is the business of such a fellowship to nurture a caring community of loving concern for one another, to listen to what God has to say and to respond in obedience to him, and to proclaim a message of hope to a world which is characterized by estrangement and alienation.  Such should be the nature and purpose of a Friends meeting.”

To listen and respond in obedience to God, to nurture loving concern for one another, and to proclaim a message of hope to the world.  These are the things Cooper advances for our Meetings.  I daresay they’re a great rubric for any faith group, and I’d like to explore what they look like especially for us – for First Friends.

In earlier times, when scriptures were not available to those other than the clergy (and most persons were not able to read), Bible stories were told in stained glass.  Windows were openings to God… heroes of the Old and New Testaments surrounded us as we gathered to learn of God’s power, love, and intention.  By the time Quakers were formed in the 1650’s, the King James Bible had been printed in the language of its people, and most persons knew it well.  Professor Stephen Angell writes: “George Fox knew the Bible thoroughly and used it lavishly – its words, phrases, images, and stories flood Fox’s speaking and writing.  Those who knew Fox well mused that if all the copies of the Bible were lost, the whole of its text could be recovered from Fox’s memory.” 

Friends no longer needed stained glass to speak of God’s stories… they knew God’s stories well.  They read them, heard them, told them to each other.  And… they listened to Christ teach them, Himself.  Their meetinghouses were spare – their windows clear – their hearts open and expectant, as they waited silently, listening for Christ to speak, through the power of the Holy Spirit.

Wilmer Cooper writes: “Early Friends made little use of the word worship.  There was no lack of a sense of the presence of God in their midst, and a corresponding sense of adoration and praise; but their main preoccupation was with “waiting upon the Lord” in high expectation that he would not only lead them into a deep firsthand experience of his presence, but that in the moment of expectancy he would speak a living word to them.  This kind of worship goes deeper than meditation; it rises to the level of prayer in which man humbly abandons himself to God and becomes teachable before him.”  Early Friends were not waiting for God – they knew God was with them always.  They were waiting on God… waiting until God would speak. They expected God to speak. And they acted on God’s leadings, regardless of the cost.

We celebrate this now, each day in our individual encounters with God’s Spirit.  We experience God each Sunday, each Wednesday evening, each Monday noontime at First Friends when groups gather in worship.  We don’t talk about God. We don’t wait for God.  We talk with, and wait on God. This encounter is what everyone wants... not the description, but the actual experience.  We saw this last Sunday with the illustration of an orange... you can’t really understand an orange, unless you taste it.  The same is true of God… “O taste and see that the Lord is good…” the Psalmist said.  The experience tells you what you need to know of God. To consume God is to commune with God.

The experience of God strengthens and renews us.  It delights us.  Worship reunites us with our love for God, God’s love for us, and our need to follow God.  We are called into loving concern for one another.  Catherine Griffith spoke eloquently two weeks ago about our need to extend hospitality – to always be ready to love, no matter the cost. Dan Moseley spent an entire weekend with us sharing about the work and joy of hospitality.  Wilmer Cooper writes: “One of the most glaring needs of people in our time is to belong to a redemptive and caring fellowship… the burdens of life are too great to be borne alone.  They need to be shared with others who can enter into a redemptive relationship with them, and in so doing bring them into a redemptive relationship with God and man.  The disappointments and tragedies of life are unbearable apart from such a community of those who care deeply.”  If anything, we all need a caring, redemptive place to belong, more than ever.  

“A caring community is both a joyous and a suffering community.  If the members are really knit together in a fellowship of the concerned, they are ready to share the joys of those bound together with them, as well as enter into a suffering relationship with them when they are victims of sadness, adversity, sickness, and death.  It is only as members of the fellowship have genuine empathy for the needs of others and share their lives at a deep level that the reality of New Testament koinonia – fellowship - comes alive.”  [Cooper] For this, I am thankful for each one of you, and the compassion you share with those in our Meeting and beyond, when they are faced with personal and professional struggle.  It is stunning to see what happens among us.  I’m also inspired by our Circle of Care committee, and the kindly work they do to ensure that Friends’ needs are met – whether they are homebound, just discharged from the hospital, grieving the loss of a loved one, needing help around the house… whatever their needs may be.

Culture has scattered us, individualized us, and set us apart – both inside and outside of the Church.  Race.  Immigration.  Abortion.  Sexual Slavery.  Graft.  Sexuality.  War. Violence. These are nothing new.  What happens in the world has, and should have a direct effect on what happens in the church.  The church needs to be ready to respond – just as Jesus did.  The Society of Friends has a greater purpose now than ever before.  We need to remember and rely on the seasoned testimonies of our faith as Friends, honed in Spirit, scripture, and experience: simplicity, peace, integrity, community, equality and stewardship.  What a unique and exceptional guiding force for God’s goodness to be make known in our world!  How do we bring hope to the world?  This is just one of the practical ways we do it.  I’m grateful – we all are – for the devotion of our Witness and Service committee toward making change happen in ways that are consistent with Friends testimonies.

Underlying all of this is our understanding of God’s great love and mercy for each person.  That all lives matter… black, brown, white… gay, straight, transgenered… working, out-of-work… old, young… disabled, fully able… Friends understand that ‘that of God’ resides in each person.  God’s redemptive love inhabits every one.  We all swim through the ocean of darkness, and it’s a very scary place… but there is “an ocean of Light which overcomes the ocean of darkness”, and “the power of the Lord” can enable us to overcome meaningless frustration and despair in life.’ These are things Friends have to tell everyone around us.  These are things people will find at First Friends. 

 In a time when Friends meetings are closing for lack of members; when Friends meetings are being cast out because they are too hospitable to people others find unacceptable; in a time when new meetings are being started by those hungry for what Friends have to offer… we have good seeds planted at First Friends.  We have fertile ground to tend.  We have young trees to prune.  We have great oaks to provide us shade.  It is our continuing work to matter to God, to each other, and to the world… to listen and respond in obedience to God, to nurture loving concern for one another, and to proclaim a message of hope to the world. 

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