November 24, 2024
Paraphrasing Maya Angelou again:
Hope and fear cannot reside in the same space. Choose one.
Just as the Kingdom of God was revealed in Christ Jesus, it can be seen in us and spread by us to our neighbors and from them to more of God’s creation. We just need to choose the Kingdom of God rather than of the world.
Andrew King, a minister poet in Canada writes poetry as a spiritual discipline each week based on the lectionary readings.
“The truth is that people must choose
the way they will fill up each moment they use.
Will they be helpful, and gentle, and kind;
“Will people choose justice; compassion, not greed?
Or will they be selfish, ignore others’ needs?
Each hour and each day of the time they’ve been given,
will they choose love’s way, the way of Jesus and heaven?”
And his Sonnet for the Reign of Christ touches my heart:
“Show us the door to true peace, O Christ.
Rule our hearts: your voice our one guide.
Your way of love our one choice.” [1]
The Kingdom of God is justice and truth and joy in the Holy Spirit.
We must choose. Let us choose love’s way and be the gates to God’s kingdom.
[1] Andrew King, a minister and poet in Canada, writes poetry for his own spiritual enrichment each week based on the lectionary readings. See his blog for this week at https://earth2earth.
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November 10, 2024
How Ruth became the forebear of King David
“Ruth was a Moabite girl who married into a family of Israelite transplants living in Moab because there was a famine going on at home. When her young husband died, her mother-in-law, Naomi, decided to pull up stakes and head back for Israel where she belonged. The famine was over by then, and there was no longer anything to hold her where she was, her own husband having died about the same time that Ruth’s had. She advised Ruth to stay put right there in Moab and to try to snag herself another man from among her own people.
Naomi was a strong-willed old party, and when Ruth said she wanted to go to Israel with her, she tried to talk her out of it. Even if by some gynecological fluke she managed to produce another son for Ruth to marry, she said, by the time he was old enough, Ruth would be ready for the geriatric ward. But Ruth had a mind of her own too, besides which they’d been through a lot together, what with one thing and another, and home to her was wherever Naomi was. “Where you go, I go, and where you live, I live;” Ruth told her, “and if your God is Yahweh, then my God is Yahweh too” (Ruth 2:10-17). So Naomi gave in, and when the two of them pulled in to Bethlehem, Naomi’s hometown, there was a brass band to meet them at the station.
Ruth had a spring in her step and a fascinating Moabite accent, and it wasn’t long before she caught the eye of a prosperous farmer named Boaz. He was a little long in the tooth, but he still knew a pretty girl when he saw one, and before long, in a fatherly kind of way, he took her under his wing. He told the hired hands not to give her any trouble. He helped her in the fields. He had her over for a meal. And when she asked him one day in her disarming Moabite way why he was being so nice to her, he said he’d heard how good she’d been to Naomi….
Naomi was nobody’s fool and saw which way the wind was blowing long before Ruth did. She was dead set on Ruth’s making a good catch for herself, and since it was obvious she’d already hooked old Boaz whether she realized it or not, all she had to do was find the right way to reel him in. Naomi gave her instructions. As soon as Boaz had a good supper under his belt and had polished off a nightcap or two, he’d go to the barn and hit the sack. Around midnight, she said, Ruth should slip out to the barn and hit the sack too. If Boaz’s feet just happened to be uncovered somehow, and if she just happened to be close enough to keep them warm, that probably wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world either (Ruth 3:1-5). But she wasn’t to go too far. Back in Jericho, Boaz’s mother, Rahab, had had a rather seamy reputation for going too far professionally, and anything that reminded him of that might scare him off permanently.
Ruth followed her mother-in-law’s advice to the letter, and it worked like a charm. Boaz was so overwhelmed that she’d pay attention to … him when there were so many young bucks running around in tight-fitting jeans that… he made her his lawful wedded wife.
They had a son named Obed after a while, and Naomi came to take care of him and stayed on for the rest of her life. Then in time Obed had a son of his own named Jesse, and Jesse in turn had seven sons, the seventh of whom was named David, the greatest king Israel ever had. With Ruth for his great-grandmother and Naomi for his grandfather’s nurse, it was hardly a wonder.” (Buechner’s version of the story of Ruth, first published in Peculiar Treasures and again in Beyond Words. https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#search/Buechner/FMfcgzQXJtDPpTdbSskctsBHHvNZhhXt)
I include Frederick Buechner’s take on Ruth because his synopsis is always more entertaining than mine. but I would add that 35 generations after Ruth’s story, Jesus was born to Mary. And the beloved words that Ruth spoke to Naomi that are so often used in marriage ceremonies are appropriate because of the love and fidelity that Ruth had and showed to her mother-in-law casting aside the notion of presumed enmity between a bride and her husband’s mother. Indeed Ruth’s devotion is a model for many relationships, but most especially the honored bond between married people:
“Do not press me to leave you or to turn back from following you! Where you go, I will go; where you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your God my God. Where you die, I will die – there will I be buried. May the Lord do thus and so to me, and more as well, if even death parts me from you!’ (NRSV Ruth 1:16-17)
October 27, 2024
I once was blind, but now I see…
Every day Bartimaeus had made his way to “his spot” on the road from Jericho to Jerusalem. He would carefully spread out his cloak to catch the coins that travelers might throw his way. He recognized Jesus on that road and called on Jesus as the son of David to grant him mercy. Bartimaeus cast off the cloak of his old life on the road and took on a new vocation.
The Englishman John Newton (1725 – 1807), who penned stanzas one through four of the beloved hymn “Amazing Grace” in 1772, wrote from personal experience. After sailing in service to the Royal Navy, Newton became involved with the Atlantic slave trade. In 1748, off the coast of County Donegal, Ireland, a violent storm nearly sank his vessel, and he called out to God to grant him mercy. His spiritual conversion may have happened at that moment, but he continued slave trading until 1754 or 1755 when he stopped seafaring altogether. He began studying theology and became an abolitionist. Newton cast off his old life – cast it off like an old cloak – when he left the slave ship.
He had married Polly between voyages, and it became harder and harder to leave her. As captain of his own vessel he continued transporting slaves from the coasts of Africa to larger ports in North America. Three trips later he was offered a job that was not related to the slave trade. But at the age of 30 he collapsed and did not go to sea again. He began a job as a customs’ agent in Liverpool. This gave him time to teach himself Latin, Greek, and theology.
The Archbishop of York turned down his pursuit of Holy Orders because he did not have a university degree. But he persisted in his devotions and after writing about his time in the slave trade business and his conversion, he was recommended for ordination. The Bishop of Lincoln ordained him in the Church of England in 1764, and he was assigned as curate of Olney.
“Amazing Grace” was written to illustrate one of his sermons on 1 Chronicles 17:16–17: “King David went in and sat before the Lord, and said, ‘Who am I, O Lord God, and what is my house, that you have brought me thus far? And even this was a small thing in your sight, O God; you have also spoken of your servant’s house for a great while to come….” The title of the poem initially was “Faith’s Review and Expectation” with the first line “Amazing grace!” Newton collaborated with the poet William Cowper. The hymn was published in 1779 in Olney Hymns by Newton and Cowper. Newton contributed 280 of the 348 texts in Olney Hymns. These last two verses were not included in most printed versions of this hymn:
Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease;
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who call’d me here below,
Will be forever mine.
“Amazing Grace” truly was John Newton’s spiritual autobiography in verse for he once was blind but then he could see.
October 13, 2024
The Living Inspired Word of God
Two decades ago, on a visit to a church in Asheville, North Carolina, I experienced the living word of the Gospel, perhaps for the first time. We were visiting a former rector and his wife, herself a youth minister – both had been at our church on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. The Gospel that Sunday was processed and read by a 90+ year old deacon. She had been ordained in her 90’s. Every word she spoke was dripping with the Holy Spirit, with life, with the true meaning of the Gospel. It was so apparent that the Gospel was real, was truly the living Word of God.
Out English word Gospel is the Anglo-Saxon translation (godspel or “good news”) from the Greek meaning the good news of God’s saving act in Jesus Christ, specifically by the cross and resurrection, but also his earlier ministry – his proclaiming the good news by living it.
So how do we proclaim the good news? The Gospel is the culmination, the high point of the liturgy of the Word as the final reading of Holy Scripture in our Eucharistic service and even in the daily offices of Morning and Evening Prayer. In elaborate Episcopal services the Gospel is read with great ceremony, the Gospel book being processed behind the crucifer with the processional cross and two torch (candle) bearers and even with a thurifer wielding incense. The Gospel is read or sung from the midst of the people with congregation facing the reader who has taken holy orders, whether a deacon or the priest who will be preaching. There is the gospel acclamation – a musical anthem before and sometimes after the reading of the Gospel.
The Gospel in its entirety is made up of the three synoptic books (Matthew, Mark, and Luke) and the post-Easter Book of John. In the canon of Holy Scripture the Gospel appears first in the New Testament. Canon is from the Greek kanon meaning a measuring rod or rule. The inspired books that the Bible make up the Canon of Holy Scripture, books that were inspired by God.
It is not our Anglican understanding that God’s inspired word was “dictated” to inspired scribes who put the Word on paper. Nor were the authors and/or the editors of the books of the Bible and/or those who collected the books into the canon of the Bible, especially the books of the Gospel, communicating their own faith in their own words after being inspired by God. No, God’s word is not expressed in law, or prophecy, or scripture, but in Christ Jesus who is the incarnate Word of God. The inspiration can also be in the proclamation of the Gospel, I believe. Inspiration or inhalation or breathing is essential to life. So the life giving Gospel of the Lord, depends upon the life-giving inspiration through its writing, its gathering into the canon of the Bible, and its proclamation by the reader of the Word. Which takes me back to the 90 year old deacon and her gift of inspiration. The deacon proclaiming the Gospel that Sunday in Asheville spoke with conviction that she was declaring that this was indeed the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And her words spoken so sincerely were alive with the assurance that she was speaking the reality of the Word of God. Her inspiration, her breathing and voicing the Gospel took my breath away.
September 29, 2024
Esther’s Story
Once every three years we get a portion of the Book of Esther. Perhaps the most famous words in Esther’s story are not even included in the lectionary reading: “if you keep silence at such a time as this, relief and deliverance will rise for the Jews from another”… “Who knows? Perhaps you have come to royal dignity for just such a time as this” (Esther 4:14).
Do not treat this lightly. Jews in the 5th or 6th centuries BCE lived throughout the Greek Empire that would soon become the Roman Empire. And there was no Jewish homeland. And there would not be until much much later. There are ten chapters in the Book of Esther in the Old Testament and an additional ten chapters in the Apocrypha. The word God does not appear a single time in either of the Books of Esther, but God was obviously there throughout Esther’s story.
Ahasuerus the king of all Persia held a six-month drunken feast, and he demanded his beautiful wife dance wearing only her crown to entertain his guests. She refused, so he deposed her. A plan to find him a wife was concocted, and a “Miss Persia” contest collected women from 127 provinces in the empire to compete for the King’s affections. Esther won the contest. She had been raised by her Uncle Mordecai. And they were Jewish.
In Jewish history there have always been those who hated them as a people. Haman the king’s prime minister was one of those who hated the Jews for no reason other than they were Jewish. And Haman got the King to sign an edict to allow him to destroy the Jews. Esther and Mordecai had to stop the slaughter of the Jews. Mordecai had offended Haman and was to be hanged, but Esther turned the plan upside down.
No one could enter the presence of the King without his direct order. Esther using all the cunning and courage she could muster, went into the King’s chambers and invited him to a dinner with Haman. She held another dinner where Esther revealed Haman’s plot to destroy all of her fellow Jews. The King was infuriated and left the room to consider his action. Haman meanwhile arrived and could not contain his sense of greatness at being invited to two dinners with the royal couple. He threw himself on the Queen’s couch just as the King reentered her chamber. The King was so angered that he ordered Haman hanged on the very gallows that had been erected to hang Mordecai.
Now the King had issued a decree for the destruction of the Jewish people, and he could not just recind it. Esther got him to issue another decree that allowed the Jews the right of self-defense against their enemies. It was unclear whether the notion of self-defense included killing their enemies at will: self-defense or slaughter? Either way, this tale has provided hope for the Jewish peoples. Exiles everywhere and always need hope. And Esther’s story surely does just that. Esther is at the heart of the celebration of Purim which is a Jewish festival characterized by joy and feasting and giving. The beautiful Esther tale is told as a play, usually acted out by Jewish children. Without Esther and Mordecai, the Persian Jews would have been slaughtered. Had there has been a character like Esther in the 20th century, the Jews might have had hope in the time of genocide. But everyone kept silent.
September 1, 2024
Rogation Days
Rogation Days classically were the three days before Ascension Day. These days of fasting and prayer originated in the 5th century in Vienne, France, blessing the fields at planting time. In the United States we widened the prayers from just agriculture and fishing in rural areas to include commerce and industry and the stewardship of creation. (Ascension Day is the Thursday on the 40th day of Easter when Christ was taken into heaven after the post-resurrection appearances to his followers. It is one of the seven principal feasts of the church year in the Episcopal Church.) This year Rogation Days were Monday, May 5, Tuesday, May 6, and Wednesday, May 7, Ascension Day being Thursday, May 9. On Rogation Days prayers are offered to ask God for mercy, to turn away God’s anger, to bless the fruits of the earth, and to protect people from natural disasters. The term rogation is from the Latin rogation, “asking.” Our Book of Common Prayer also permits the moving of Rogation Days to provide for other times for different growing seasons. Ember Days are days of praying and fasting four times a year for the blessings of nature, giving thanks for what we have received and reminding us that we need grace and penitence. The Latin name for Ember Days is Quatuor Temporum, which means “four times” or “four seasons.” The word “ember” or ymber may come from a corruption of tempora in Dutch, Danish, or German, or it may be related to the Anglo-Saxon word ymbren, which means “circle” or “revolution.” Ember Days are observed Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday after St. Lucy’s Day (December 13), after Holy Cross Day (September 14), after the first Sunday in Lent, and after Pentecost Day. In ancient folklore Ember Days were a method of predicting the weather for the next three months. If we embrace that thinking, the Ember Days in 2024 February 21, 23, and 24 would have foretold the weather for May; May 22, 24, and 25 would have predicted the weather events in September; September 18, 20, and 21 might tell us what to wear in December; and December 18, 20, and 21 would parallel weather forecasts for February 2025.
The roots of Ember Days go back to the Old Testament – the book of Zechariah describes an ancient practice of fasting four times a year. In the Christian world Pope Leo I in the 5th century the people were to thank God for the gifts of nature, but use the moderation, and assist the needy four times a year. 11th century Pope Gregory VII made the fasting and prayer on Ember Days a part of the faith of the church perhaps as a response to the pagan festivals in Rome. Roman Catholics abandoned the fasting requirement in the 1960’s. The Anglican Church worldwide made fasting optional in 1976.
On Rogation Days we pray for fruitful seasons:
Almighty God, Lord of heaven and earth: We humbly pray that your gracious providence may give and preserve to our use the harvests of the land and of the seas, and may prosper all who labor to gather them, that we, who are constantly receiving good things from your hand, may always give you thanks; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
See Don S. Armentrout’s An Episcopal Dictionary of the Church published in 1999, and https://www.episcopalchurch.org/glossary for more exhaustive information on Ember Days.
August 25, 2024
Nathaniel
We remember Nathaniel every year on August 24th. Nathaniel is not listed as one of the 12 apostles, but many believe that Nathaniel and Bartholomew were indeed the same person. Fred Buechner wrote this about Nathaniel’s encounter with the Lord in Peculiar Treasures and later in Beyond Words. This account of we can read in the Gospel according to John (1:43-51; 21:1-14).
“Philip could hardly wait to tell somebody, and the first person he found was Nathaniel. Ever since Moses they’d been saying the Messiah was just around the corner, and now, by God, if he hadn’t finally turned up. Who would have guessed where? Who would have guessed who?
“Jesus of Nazareth,” Philip said. “The son of Joseph.” But he could hear his words fall flat even as he was saying them. It wasn’t as if he’d said it was the head rabbi or somebody.
“Can anything good come out of Nazareth?” Nathaniel said. Philip told him to come take a look for himself then, but Jesus got a look at Nathaniel first as he came puffing down the road toward him, nearsighted and earnest, with his yarmulke on crooked, his dog-eared Torah under his arm.
“Behold, an Israelite indeed, in whom is no guile,” Jesus said. Nathaniel was sweating like a horse. His thick specs were all fogged up. His jaw hung open. He said, “How do you know me?” His astonishment made him stammer. “Before Philip called you,” Jesus said, “when you were under the fig tree, I saw you.”
It was all it took apparently. “Rabbi!” Nathaniel’s long black overcoat was too tight across the shoulders and you could hear a seam split somewhere as he made an impossible bow. “You are the Son of God,” he said. “You are the King of Israel.”
“Because I said I saw you under the fig tree, do you believe?” Jesus said. There was more to it than parlor tricks. He said, “You shall see greater things than these.” But all Nathaniel could see for the moment, not daring to look up, were his own two shoes, pigeon-toed in the dust.”
You will see heaven opened,” he heard Jesus say, “the angels of God ascending and descending upon the Son of man.” When Nathaniel decided to risk a glance, the sun almost blinded him.
What Nathaniel did see finally was this. It was months later, years. One evening he and Peter and a few of the others took the boat out fishing. They didn’t get a nibble between them but stuck it out all night. It was something to do anyway. It passed the time. Just at dawn, in that half-light, somebody showed up on the beach and cupped his mouth with his hands. “Any luck?” The answer was no in more ways than one, and they said it. “Then give it another try.” the man said. “Reel in the nets and cast them off the starboard side this time.” There was nothing to lose, so they did it, and the catch had to be seen to be believed, the heft of it almost swamping them as they pulled it aboard.
Peter saw who the man was first and heaved himself overboard like a side of beef. The water was chest-high as he plowed through it, tripping over his feet in the shallows, so he ended up scrambling ashore on all fours. Jesus was standing there waiting for him by a little charcoal fire he had going. Nathaniel and the others came ashore, slowly, like men in a dream, not daring to speak for fear they’d wake up. Jesus got them to bring him some of their fish, and then they stood around at a little distance while he did the cooking. When it was done, he gave them the word. “Come and have breakfast,” he said. They sat by the fire eating fish in peaceful silence, so quiet that no one passing by could imagine that soon after their host would be nailed to a tree to die without a friend to his name.”
Frederick Buechner, Quote of the Day
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August 18, 2024
UBUNTU
Every year, our Episcopal Network for Stewardship (TENS) presents some tools for a successful stewardship campaign. We have utilized the advice of Episcopal stewardship leaders to present to you all the theology and reality of giving back to God what we have been given. I trust their leadership, and it has benefited our parish consistently. Do we recall the theme of the last four campaigns?
2021 – Every Perfect Gift, 2022 – More Than Enough, 2023 – Rooted in Abundance. This year the theme for 2024 is Walk in Love.
We – Jim and I and the Wardens and members of the Vestry – have walked in love with the parish through many good times. The leadership of St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea has been and continues to be proud of the response to past stewardship campaigns. And in this year of new development plans for our church, healthy stewardship is more important than ever.
Next Sunday, instead of my preaching, we will have a “Town Hall” gathering of leadership and the congregation. Please, plan on being here to contribute to the holy conversation. As the announcements report, those of us who cannot be here in person may log onto the Zoom coverage. A confidential invitation will be sent this week to everyone via email. Even on Zoom we can contribute to the discussion, as well as hear others who express their encouragement and concerns. Make this a priority, as our future depends upon everyone’s participation. And I do mean EVERYONE.
Going forward into the stewardship campaign this fall, it will be clear that we are walking in love into a future where we will continue to worship together here on our property. But realistically, we know that to continue to care for our large campus is not sustainable. We are in this together. More than two years ago we all participated in intentional discernment about a strategic plan to have our parish continue to be powerful force of beautiful Episcopal worship that feeds us to do mission work. And our missions in Destin have been and will continue to serve God’s people, the unhoused, the unemployed, and the underemployed and to reach out to all God’s people in Destin. But to do that we need to sustain the parish with our very lives, including our wealth, as we walk in love together, and respond in love.
Th chalice on the front of the bulletin today is a depiction of UBUNTU – a chalice is formed by two people facing one another. Simply put, ubuntu means “I in you” and “you in me.” The concept of ubuntu as an African ethic and humanist philosophy focuses on people’s allegiances and relationships with one another. Nelson Mandela said that ubuntu does not mean that we don’t enrich ourselves, but we do so, in order to enable the community around us to improve. Archbishop Desmond Tutu has said that if we have ubuntu then we are known for our generosity.
Ubuntu is about interconnectedness and is the essence of being human. We human beings cannot exist in isolation. We are all connected by our walking together in love. In ubuntu “I am what I am because of who we all are.” St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea – walking and working in love – can be defined as who we are together because of who we are individually. So let us walk in love with ubuntu, not just during the stewardship campaign, but at all times.
August 4, 2024
Enough, just enough food
In the Lord’s Prayer, we pray to give us just what we need, daily bread, only what we need to sustain us for today. We are not like the Israelites who demanded bread, and when God gave them manna they wanted more – and tastier – bread! Do we fully understand what Christ offers – his own self – as holy food for which we hunger – the bread of God?
The only time that I recall demanding bread – holy food – bread and wine from the table of the Lord was after I heard of the death of my beloved mentor and priest – Jack Allin – who had been my priest until I was 14 years old. I learned of his death during the Prayers of the People that day at church. And I lost it. I left the Nave of the church and went to the sacristy to try to compose myself. It didn’t work, so I stayed where I was, away from the table of the Lord. After everyone else had taken communion, from the side door I stage-whispered to the priest that I needed communion – that I had to have holy food and drink. And I had to have it right then. My priest came the door of the sacristy and fed me. He didn’t process out that day. Instead he came to me and wrapped me up in a bear hug until I stopped crying. Holy food is meant to sustain us for all eternity. But for me, Christ’s body and blood is what sustains me throughout the week. It is life giving. I wish I were not hungry ever again, but, no, I had to have communion.
Jack Allin became the 6th Bishop of Mississippi and then Presiding Bishop. He was a force for pastoral care that was needed at the top of our church’s hierarchy at that time. It was during his tenure 50 years ago that eleven brave educated women were ordained to the sacred order of the priesthood. At the time Fr. Allin, Bishop Allin, Presiding Bishop Allin did not believe in the priesthood of women. In a letter he offered to step down from the highest office in our Episcopal Church, but other leaders begged him to stay on because they needed him as a force of reconciliation. After that Sunday when I learned of his death (and demanded to be fed) I felt free to go forward and embrace my calling to the priesthood. Two weeks ago on July 19th Dorothy Sanders Wells, who is from Mobile, Alabama, was consecrated the 11th Bishop of Mississippi. And last week on July 29th women and men celebrated the 50th anniversary of the first women priests. It has been a good couple of weeks. I wish I had the statistics of how many priests Jack Allin ordained to be able to break bread and feed their people. I can only imagine how many priests Dorothy will ordain so that hungry people can be fed with holy food.
In the Gospel according to John the miraculous feeding of the count of 5000 included only the men who were fed, but likely this number did not included the women and children who had followed Jesus up that mountain. No one went on a trip without food for the whole family. So when our Lord sent Andrew to go and see if any in the crowd had food to share, he came up with only a boy who had two fish and five small barley loaves. How then did they have 12 backets full of leftovers after Jesus broke the bread, said the blessings, and fed them all? How indeed! Surely the people put more into the serving baskets than they took out. And the meager five loaves were multiplied by the blessing of the bread. We do this every week. We take just enough food and bless it, and then it becomes more than enough, and we go out and feed many many more.
Thank you for your generosity!
July 14, 2024
Ancestry, high drama and John’s beheading
Who Herod was had everything to do with the beheading of Jesus’s cousin and forerunner of Jesus and his ministry. Herod Antipas was a wanna-be-king. He was actually only a tetrarch, the son of King Herod the Great. Yes, Herod ruled over Galilee and part of Transjordon (4 BC to 39 AD), but, oh, how he wanted to be king! Herod wanted the power of a king and the influence of a John the Baptizer. The title of king was sometimes assigned to a tetrarch or governor of a region of the Roman Empire. Long after the John the Baptist’s death, Herod visited the Emperor in Rome to plead for the title of King. Instead he was banished to Gaul.[1]
To set the scene, this week’s Gospel according to Mark took place in the most desolate fortress castle of Machaerus set on a high ridge above the Dead Sea. The dungeons are still there, as are the staples and hooks where John must have been bound. The characters were many, at the time some dead, some living at the time of this story. When Jesus was born Herod the Great was king responsible for the massacre of the children of Bethlehem. Now we would be challenged to have Ancestry.com sort out the family dynamics of the Herod King who had been married many times, but his offspring were not safe in their own castle because of insane jealousy. There was a Jewish saying that it was “safer to be Herod’s pig than Herod’s son.” First King Herod married Doris. He murdered their son Antipater. He then married a Hasmonean Mariamne who bore him Alexander and Aristobus; he murdered them both. The king then married Malthake also bore Herod Philip and Herod Antipas. Herod Philip married Herodias and fathered Salome, two women who become main characters in the drama. Herod Antipas went to visit his brother and seduced his wife Herodias and swept her away and married her. Herodias was the daughter of Herod Antipas’s half-brother and therefore his niece; she was the wife of his brother and therefore his sister-in-law. Herod Antipas previously had married a daughter of the King of an Arabian country who left him returning to her father who invaded Herod’s territory to avenge her honor and soundly defeated Herod. Herod the Great married Cleopatra of Jerusalem, by whom he had a son, another Philip who married Salome (the daughter of Herod Philip, the daughter of Herodias who was herself the child of one of his half-brothers) making Salome both Herod’s niece and his grand-niece.
Herod Antipas had broken Jewish law (Leviticus 18:16; Leviticus 20:21), and John the Baptist publicly condemned Herod’s adulterous marriage. Herod still feared and respected John. Herodias on the other hand was determined to get rid of John, and she got her chance at Herod’s birthday feast. Salome came to dance. Solo dancing was the art of professional prostitutes. Salome’s dancing was demeaning but still received well by Herod who didn’t think before he spoke offering her a reward, anything she ask for was to be hers. Prompted by her mother Herodias, Salome asked for John’s head on a platter. He had been locked away in the dungeon because of his courage in speaking the truth to power. For a man such as John who was accustomed to living in the desert and wide–open spaces, to be locked in a dungeon was tantamount to torture. He lived and died for the truth.
[1] https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/dsb/mark-6.html, William Barclay on Mark 6.
June 30, 2024
Sandwiched Healings
Jairus’s daughter Eleni had died.
Iris, the woman with the hemorrhage was as good as dead.
The young girl’s life is restored.
The woman’s life begins anew.
Get up! Go in peace!
My simple little poem may help to unpack the two healing stories in the Gospel according to Mark and how they are related, and moreover how they both help us understand the tension between fear and faith.
The unnamed woman with the hemorrhage who was an outcast by virtue of her 12 long years of being unclean, and Jairus, the ruler of the synagogue from the extreme opposite end of the socioeconomic scale in first century Palestine.
The healing of the brave hemorrhaging woman interrupted Jesus going to heal Eleni, Jairus’s daughter. (Eleni is an ancient Greek name for a first daughter who is filed with light. I have given her this name in confidence that when she was alive she was filled with light, the light of God.) Jairus was a Jewish leader who believed in Jesus, served at the synagogue as a lay person (not unlike our wardens), and likely led services. He had faith that Jesus’s touch could heal his young daughter, and he humbled himself and fell at Jesus’s feet to plead for his daughter’s life. As Jesus and his followers were walking to Jairus’s home a large crowd joined them.
Among the faithful who followed was a woman who also was not named, but I have called her Iris which meant rainbow in ancient Greece. I see her as a reminder that God had not forgotten her, as God placed a rainbow in the sky as a reminder to never to forget the goodness in his creations. For years and years Iris had suffered. She had spent all her money on healers who did nothing for her. She was an outcast yet she no longer followed the requirement that women had to stay apart from society when they were bleeding, monthly, after the birth of their babies, any time they were hemorrhaging (See the book The Red Tent.), indeedwhenever they were deemed unclean. And Jesus healed her so that she could live again. She was among those who were following Jesus, and she reached out to touch his clothing, another forbidden act in 1st century society, for her condition would make anyone she touched to be unclean. When she was exposed, she fell trembling in fear at Jesus’s feet. Jesus called her daughter and pronounced that her faith had healed her and that she could go in peace.
With the delay, Jairus was told that little Eleni had died. Jesus told him not to fear but to believe. When they got to Jairus’s home, the professional mourners were already at work. Jesus went to Eleni and took her hand, and her life was restored. He simply said: Talitha cumi (TAL-ih-thuh kyOO’mi), which was Aramaic for “maiden, arise” and asked that she be given something to eat, which was proof that someone was truly alive. (Remember that after Jesus had been raised from the dead, he ate a meal with his disciples to show that he was really alive and not a ghost.)
Iris had been ill for 12 years, so she was childless. Eleni was 12 years old, and without her, Jairus would have been childless. Jesus healed them; he saved them both. We cannot underestimate how we too could be saved, could be healed.
June 16, 2024
The Parable of the Mustard Seed
The Kingdom of God is like a mustard seed… hmmmm… Where I grew up in Louisiana, wild mustard seeds are indeed small, and they blow about and plant themselves wherever they fall. Mustard at home is so ubiquitous that if you break the ground, mustard will grow and cover a field with bright yellow blooms and make more seed that the wind will plant somewhere else. The soft leaves of the mustard plant would not support a bird nor a bird’s nest. Would that our faith could propagate so easily! The black mustard seed of Palestine is even smaller than our native mustard seed, but it does grow to be a sturdy shrub, though not quite a huge tree. Perhaps Jesus was using the Jewish hyperbole of the time to make the point that the disciples’ faith, the faith of the early Jewish believers’ faith, and our faith could grow as strong as a tree so that the Kingdom of God can support all those who come to live in the tree that we are – in a mustard tree. I do not know whether the black mustard grows strong enough that birds nest in them. But birds do build their nests in the most unusual places. The cover of today’s bulletin is a nest in the arm of a cross with four blue eggs at the front door of our home here in Destin.
June 2, 2024
Sabbath Rest
Jesus declared that the Sabbath was made for humankind and not human-kind for the Sabbath. Many of his followers thought they then were freed from the commandment to keep the Sabbath holy, that they no longer had to observe the Sabbath. But, Jesus was really saying that the Sabbath was a divine gift not a divine burden. When God rested on the 7th day, he modeled Sabbath rest. And yet we all struggle to keep a day of rest in our week. Rest is necessary part of creation, and we creatures are made to observe a time of respite, a time to take a break from work and our usual daily routines to just breathe and restore our bodies and minds. Priest and author Barbara Brown Taylor has said sometimes, maybe often, our “only hope of remembering the Sabbath is to make it a moveable feast” (Faith Matters, May 5, 1999, issue of Christian Century).
Let us pray this prayer from Bp. Andy Doyle: Creator of the planets and their courses, you created the Sabbath as one day in seven for all. Having invited us to rest, to breath, to pause; now, encourage us to rest our demands on others, listen in the place of speaking, and pause our impact upon the cosmos. You make the sabbath to universally benefit humanity and all creation. We give thanks for this benevolent provision that enables us to experience a life with you that is well lived in the shadow of your wing. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
May 26, 2024
Did you know that Okaloosa County Veterans Park features monuments of women who sacrificed for their country? The 17.5 acre Veteran’s Park was dedicated November 11, 2021, on Veteran’s Day on Okaloosa Island. There are eight life-sized statues of women whose military service is remembered, from the Revolutionary War to one who served in the War in Afghanistan. Okaloosa County Commissioner Carolyn Newcomer Ketchel advocated for the preservation of the natural beauty within the park and the creation of an area to honor women who served in war and gave their lives for our country. Commissioner Ketchel represents District 2 which includes Okaloosa Island. She is the historian for the Choctawhatchee Bay Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution. Florida is home to the second-largest population of women veterans in the nation, after Washington, D.C. Who knew? The women memorialized in the Veterans Park are: Margaret Corbin – Revolutionary War Army, Cathay Williams – Civil War Army, Lenah Higbee – WWI Navy, Jaqueline Cochran – WWII Air Force Res., Jonita Ruth Bonham-Bovée – Korean War Army Air Corps/Air Force, Sharon Ann Lane – US Army Nurse Corps Reserves, Leigh Ann Hester – Persian Gulf War Army National Guard, and Naseema – War in Afghanistan US Air Force.
We often conflate Veteran’s Day and Memorial Day, but there is a difference in the significance of the two. Memorial Day specifically honors the brave men & women who sacrificed their lives in service to our nation. Veterans Day is also a Federal holiday but honors and pays tribute to all military veterans who have served in the U.S. Armed Forces. Veterans Day is observed annually on November 11th. Originally this day was called Armistice Day; the name change took place in 1954. At the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, Allied Forces and Germany signed a peace treaty effectively ending WWII. (See 5 U.S.C. 6103(b).)
Memorial Day originally was “called Decoration Day.” From 1861 to 1865 and afterward, communities in the North and South, Black and White, decorated soldiers’ graves with Spring flowers. The holiday was formalized by a “Memorial Day Order” issued by Grand Army of the Republic Commander-in-Chief John A. Logan in 1868.” He formally established the custom of decorating the graves of those who died in war with flowers. Putting flowers on Civil War soldiers’ graves – Union and Confederate – was memorialized in April 1866 when the ladies of Columbus, GA, lobbied for a clearly defined Memorial Day on which to place flowers on the graves of Civil War dead. (See cem.va.gov.)
Americans are called to observe Memorial Day by “praying, according to their individual religious faith, for permanent peace.” It is a Federal holiday observed annually on the last Monday of May to “mourn and honor” our “deceased service men and women.” (See Pub. L. 105-225, August 12, 1998, 112 Stat. 1257)).
Here is the statue of Margaret Corbin who served during the Revolutionary War. A trip to Veterans Park is a worthy goal this Memorial Day to pray in thanksgiving for the women and men who served this country giving their all, and I will pray mightily for peace, a just and lasting peace, for our country and all nations.
May 12, 2024
What’s next?
There is a majestic mural that depicts the Ascension of the Lord high on the wall over the doors of our former home church in New Orleans. On the occasion of his visitation to the parish on Palm Sunday 2005, the Bishop called attention to the painting of our Lord being lifted into heaven, with Jesus’s arms held high as he ascended into the clouds. In talking with the Bishop after service that Sunday he told Jim and me that he knew that we were being trained in good liturgical practices, but in New Orleans, Jesus is up there on the wall was saying “What’s next?” Was the Bishop being prophetic about the future of Grace Church on Canal Street in New Orleans that would be innundated with 5 feet of flood waters in less than 6 months? No, surely the Bishop simply meant that things were more casual there in the town of “Laissez faire.” I wondered if God might be more approachable in a more comfortable setting for worship, or are our more formal worship practices more pleasing to God? As Paul instructed in his letter to the people of Ephesus, God may be revealed to us through worship that is pleasing to God, yes, but we must have a means that inspires us to get to know God better. We have a glorious inheritance from those who have gone before us who have given us our traditions that continue to reveal God’s likeness to us. And we do experience Jesus’s presence and ministry among us in our beautiful Episcopal liturgy. There is much to commend our manner of worship, our comfortable Anglican thumps, as I like to call them. We are comfortable surrounded by beautiful linens and hangings and vessels with our worship leaders wearing colors reflecting God light streaming into the sanctuary. God is revealed to us through our manner of worship in hymns, in prayers, and most especially in the sacraments, but also in the work we do in the world in God’s name.
Last Thursday was Ascension Day, May 9th, 40 days after Christ was raised from the dead. Appropriately we celebrated Holy Eucharist this Ascension using our Healing service liturgy. Ascension marks the beginning of the Christian Church for many. Pentecost, with the coming of the Holy Spirit, is usually what we think of as the beginning of the Christian Church. But really when the Lord Ascended to God his Father in heaven, the disciples were left to heal and to teach as Jesus as the Christ, as the Son of God, as the Savior of the world had done.
There was a joke in seminary years ago about the Lord Jesus being greeted at the gates of heaven and being asked “what if the disciples didn’t continue his work on earth” and Jesus replying: “There is no Plan B.” The disciples were Plan A. And we, my friends are Plan A, too.
We at St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea may not know exactly “What’s next?” But we are certain that to get to Point B we need to embrace Plan A. Spreading the Word, through worship and mission is who we were called to be and will continue to be. Lord, make it so!
April 28, 2024
Acacia Pinot Noir
The first and favorite winery I have visited is in the Napa Valley. On a wine train Jim and I tasted Acacia Pinot Noir from the Carnaros region before it was a region. We went looking for the Acacia Winery. It took a few days but we found Acacia up a winding road through rows and rows of pinot noir grape vines – just past Chandon, the vintner of fine sparkling wines. I had no idea that all champaigns in France and sparkling wines here in the states are all made from pinot grapes. There were only eight employees at the winery back then. They all rode their bikes to work. There was even a bike frame mounted like a piece of art on one of the walls in the foyer, as well as a rendition of one of their labels that looked like an Andy Warhol collage of all the faces of the people who made the Acacia wine. They all were laid back but very knowledgeable. The Carneros region has become well known for its pinot noirs, and Acacia has become a well-respected label.
The Acacia vintners are so meticulous in the care of their vines. But they also have developed proprietary sustainable farming and winemaking programs to help preserve and protect the local ecology. Years ago the winery began a project to help to restore the wetlands that border San Pablo Bay. The project is called Wines for Wildlife trust fund.
All the proceeds from the sale of Acacia Marsh Chardonnay go to a mission to restore the marshes along the coast of the bay as a habitat for wildlife, including 25 species of waterfowl as well as several threatened or endangered bird, plant, mammal, and fish species. Acacia employees have planted black walnut, coastal oak trees, and rows of wild rose bushes to provide food and cover for the expanding wildlife community around the marsh and to act as a living fence between the marsh and the growing city of Napa.
The people in Jesus’s vineyard parables produced the fruits of the kingdom. The people at the Acacia Winery are just such a people for they are doing the work of God. Yes, they are producing a wonderful wine, but their work to provide for God’s creation in the marsh project is evidence that they are doing much more than merely tending the vineyard for their own benefit. Jesus’s parables that are set in God’s vineyard are specifically aimed at the hypocritical religious leaders of the day. In telling this parable Jesus again speaks directly to the same religious leaders. In the Gospel, the vineyard is the “house of Israel” – the people of God. The tenants are the religious leaders of Israel. The landowner then is God. And it was the landowner (God) who prepared the vineyard so that it would prosper. The landowner even put a wall around it, dug a winepress, and built a watchtower. The renters – the tenants – the religious leaders of the time – did not prepare the vineyard – the people of God– for success.
The wall around the vineyard in Jesus’s parable was a real wall, as was the wall around Jerusalem, meant to offer protection to God’s people. The fence built by the good people who work at the Acacia vineyard is built to protect the marsh – to protect God’s creation from us. Is this a message we need to hear? We hear God speaking to us through Jesus’s parables of the vines and vinyards. But do we hear God speaking through the vintner-ecologists in the Carneros region of the Napa Valley? Let’s hope and pray that we do.
April 17, 2024
Dietrich Bonhoeffer, 20th century martyr
Last Tuesday, April 9th was the day that the Church commemorates the life and legacy of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. He is remembered not just for his participation in the failed attempt on Hitler’s life on April 9, 1944, nor for his death by hanging on April 9th the following year.
He was a German Lutheran pastor and one of the most promising theologians of his generation and very committed to resisting the evil of Nazism by non-violent means. A German by birth, he studied in Germany, finished his doctorate there and in 1930 came to the United States to study at Union Theological Seminary. He traveled throughout our country visiting with many different Protestant churches. He returned to his homeland to join the church’s opposition Hitler’s national political movement. When he became chancellor in 1933, Hitler stood before the German people, sounding like a preacher promising “the resurrection of the German people,” and “the salvation of the homeland.” (There is a newsreel, and those are his exact words.) Three days later, as Germany and many of her churches were still celebrating Hitler’s ascent, twenty-seven-year-old Dietrich Bonhoeffer spoke on the radio. He warned against a worldly leader making an idol of himself and his office, thereby mocking God. Bonhoeffer entitled his message, “Christ is Our Fuhrer.” He was halfway through it when the Gestapo cut off the transmission. From that moment on he was a thorn in Hitler’s side. A year later, he wrote to a friend, “Hitler has very clearly demonstrated who he is, and the church must know with whom it has to reckon.” Later he used his ecumenical contacts made in the US and England to forge relationships between Western governments and German resistance. He went to Sweden in 1942 to convey the British government proposals for a negotiated peace. However, the offer was rejected by the Allies who insisted upon unconditional surrender. Bonhoeffer was arrested in April of 1943 and imprisoned in Berlin. Though he was a pacifist, his sense of Christian responsibility to address evil straight on had drawn him into a plot to assassinate Adolf Hitler. The attempt failed, and when his earlier complicity came to light he was marked for extermination. He was taken to Buchenwald concentration camp, then to Schoenberg Prison. As church service was concluding in Schoenberg he was taken away to Flossenburg Prison where he was hanged, just days before the liberation of Flossenburg by the US Army. His last words were to a fellow prisoner, a US airman: “This is the end. For me, the beginning of life.” He had come to accept the guilt of plotting the death of Hitler because he was convinced that not to do so would be a greater evil. Discipleship was to be had only at great cost. Indeed one of my favorite books to teach from is The Cost of Discipleship. For Bonhoeffer, it was “not enough to follow Christ by preaching, teaching and writing. No, he was in deadly earnest when he called for Christian action and self-sacrifice.”
Dietrich Bonhoeffer addressed the challenge of how to live a Christian life within politically difficult times. His suggestions for how to live a faithful life are still applicable and provocative today. A movie entitled “Bonhoeffer” is due to be released in November of this year. It is a biopic with all the thrills of a drama you might expect to be written in Hollywood but is a true depiction of his life. I surely hope it is, because Bonhoeffer’s “message of peace and courage” is just as important today as it was during the Second World War.
March 17, 2024
What or who is the ruler of our lives?
Who is the ruler of this world? Who or what have we allowed to bedevil us – to be our de facto ruler? So often I have allowed the news, or my connection to people via the computer and my phone to rule my life. We left our computers at home on our recent train trip on The City of New Orleans, and our stay in Memphis at The Peabody Hotel, we did not even turn on the television. We did not allow communications devices to rule our lives. And we rested, really rested for the first time in a long time. Only a few other times in my life have I have been without access to the news and to immediate communications with the world, or at least my world. And I survived, even thrived without my devices, without the television, without my computer, and my phone. Bishop Russell was with his fellow bishops in Texas, but a nearby clergy friend was on call for any pastoral emergency, so I knew you all were covered.
Once was when Jim and I were on a sailing cruise in the Caribbean. It was just after we had sent the first troops to Afghanistan. For a news hound, to be without news of what was happening to our soldiers abroad was unthinkable. So I took my tiny little battery operated television. If I went to the stern of the boat I could sometimes pick up a television signal when we were close to one of the islands. But the first night out to sea, I got caught. The crew took my television from me. And I learned to relax and give myself to the sea, to my prayers, to the opportunity to not be informed, to not be in charge. It was a blessed time.
Again on a trip home to Louisiana to bury my beloved sister-in-law we left our computers and phones off. We chose to be totally present to my brother and to my whole family for five days. Kaye’s death was a blow to everyone; she was the first of our generation to die. But it was equally hard for the generation after us, because she was the first parent to die. But, being free of electronic distractions allowed us to listen and tell stories about Kaye and celebrate her life. My church wardens had a landline phone number where they could reach me, but thankfully there was no emergency in my parish. But there was a particularly newsworthy event that I missed. The then Archbishop of Canterbury Rowan Williams announced he would be stepping down. And my not having that news did not “blow up” my world. There was a time when it might have been debilitating not to have had the news right away – a time when my desire to be informed ruled me?
And most recently when I was in the hospital 2 years ago for my big back surgery, I was so “out of it” for seven days that I didn’t ask Jim for my phone or even ask where it was. Even after that first week all I had to do was to focus on my movements and physical therapy, by not allowing my phone or the in-room television (which I never turned on) to rule my life.
God is always speaking to us, but we do not always listen. We do not always need pain to act as God’s megaphone to rouse a deaf world. All we need to do is make a conscious choice to listen. That might have been a good discipline this Lent, but that would have been really difficult in this year of war in Eastern Europe and in the Middle East. But let me suggest an alternative gift to ourselves during the great 50 days of Easter this year. Let us limit the distracting things that rule our time and our lives and stay in touch with God and the resurrected Christ Jesus.
March 3, 2024
What is the Church? Who is the church?
St. John’s Church, an old established parish, a traditional gothic style Episcopal church, had memorial plaques on everything. The memorial plaques even had plaques. The Vestry had met with a counselor from the Center for Parish Development, a group that works with parishes on how congregations can organize for effective mission. It was decided that the parish would take a reorienting stance, an aggressive systematic and strategic approach, but not one that would entirely redefine what the parish looked like, spiritually or literally. In a tragic turn of events, the day after the consultant left, the Rector called the Center to report that St. John’s had reconsidered their decision and would be forming a re-creation not a reorienting committee… because the church had burned to the ground the night before from an electrical fire. St. John’s found out what church was – and church for them was what existed after the building burned down. St. John’s had burned and was going to be recreated. There was an incredible outpouring from the diocese and other churches. Services were held in the gymnasium of St. John’s day school across the street with borrowed vestments and vessels.
Two weeks ago St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, burned. The place the parishioners came to worship that Sunday, was gone. A fire during the Saturday night before destroyed the sanctuary, the library, and the fellowship hall. The columbarium was miraculously intact and the ashes of many loved ones were unharmed. They too held worship services in the gym with donated vestments and appointments for Holy Eucharist. Parishioners brought their own Book of Common Prayer since the church’s were lost in the fire, along with the hymnals. The people coming to church were asked to park in a lot away from the debris, and a local Baptist Church shuttled parishioners to and from “church.” St. Luke’s school’s K through 8th grade classrooms were untouched. The cause of the fire is still under investigation. The Bishop and her husband came to the church in the middle of the night to offer support. St. Luke’s learned what and who the church is. And St. Luke’s is already planning to rebuild.
Something had gone seriously wrong when Jesus purged the Temple. What was supposed to be a convenience for pilgrims who came to worship and needed the right currency for their donations or Temple taxes or needed clean animals suitable for sacrificing had become a large scale commercial enterprise. And it was inside the walls of their worship place. The money changers and providers of animals had supplanted the true worship of God. For many worshipers, the Temple had always been under construction, 46 years of rebuilding. Jesus spoke of the destruction of the Temple, but he meant himself as the Temple that would be destroyed. No one could grasp that until after it actually happened. We have not suffered a fire that destroyed our church, however, this community surely has been tested. And we learned what church means and who the church is. It is the people, the people of God. And it matters not whether we can worship in the sanctuary with its high vaulted ceilings or the old sanctuary with its great acoustics, or in the front of the church, or in the circle in back, or online on Facebook with each other, because we are the church. While are in a process of revisioning our physical church property, like St. John’s and St. Luke’s, we know who we are.
February 18, 2024
a bon mot from jo+
The Flood of Noah and God’s Promise
by Chad Damiz, 2020
God told Noah to build an Ark.
The Lord said, “Time to embark.”
Noah reluctantly replied, “Why?”
Because my creation likes to defy.
Their wicked deeds are very clear.
They disobey my laws without fear.
So Noah gathered gopher wood.
He built the boat as fast as he could.
Now gather animals of every kind.
Warn others or they will be left behind.
People thought Noah was insane
Until the strong rain finally came
When Noah was completely done
The ark shut and there was no sun.
God’s flood lasted 40 days and nights.
Even mountains drowned in sight.
Many perished and God did mourn.
But a new covenant was born.
When Noah looked up in the sky
A bright rainbow pierced his eye.
God will not destroy the world again.
He made a new way to judge for sin.
By sending His Son to die in our place. Bestowing grace for the human race.
February 4, 2024
a bon mot from jo+
A “burning fever”
Some years ago Bill Gates was booked to speak at the elite Technology, Entertainment and Design conference in Long Beach, California. He opened by yelling to the crowd: “Malaria is spread by mosquitoes. I brought some. Here, let them roam around. There is no reason only poor people should be infected.” He unscrewed the lid on a jar and unleashed a swarm of mosquitoes to a stunned audience. After a brief time for the shock to sink in, Gates assured the crowd that his mosquitoes were not carrying malaria. At the time he and his then wife had been working to eradicate malaria worldwide, devoting hundreds of millions every year for malaria vaccine efforts, for development of promising drugs to cure malaria, improving insecticides and mosquito control. But the most effective effort in curbing deaths from malaria has been protection from mosquitoes themselves – with simple bed netting.
According the World Health Organization (WHO) in 2022, the global tally of malaria cases reached 249 million. 49 million children were reached with seasonal malaria chemoprevention in 17 African countries. Dual-ingredient insecticide-treated bed nets have made an impact on infection as well. And three countries have been declared to be malaria-free.[1] Yet 3.2 billion people across 84 countries still are at risk; that is half the world’s population. In 2021 619,000 people died from malaria. Around 2000 malaria cases are diagnosed a year in the US.[2]
According to the Talmud (the primary teaching of Jewish theology) Peter’s mother-in-law, in todays’ Gospel reading, was suffering from “a burning fever” that came and went. Many scholars believe that what she had was malaria. (It was, and still is, prevalent in that part of Galilee.) And Jesus came and took her by the hand, and the fever left her. He merely took her by the hand.
I went to work for DeWitt Army Hospital just out of college. I ran the Hematology department in their medical laboratory at that hospital. In the Washington, DC area, we treated the medical cases, and Walter Reed Hospital treated the physically injured cases returning from Viet Nam. While there I think that I had the most extensive Malaria slide collection of anyone in the world, because my patients had contracted all four varieties of malaria while in Southeast Asia. I would sit at the bedside of affected soldiers and hold their hand as they shook with chills and fever. You see, it was while they were most febrile that the malaria parasites were circulating and I could get the best sample of blood. I often wondered if I was offering them Christ’s healing hand, so that we could get the right diagnosis and perhaps offer a medical remedy to their particular case of malaria. The “burning fever” here in the Gospel allowed me to enter into the healing story myself. But often we do not know very much about the illnesses that Jesus cured, and not knowing the malady, whether a spiritual or physical illness, actually allows us all to enter into the stories ourselves. And surely whether the person suffering is someone near and dear to us or someone across the world from us, we experience that healing hand.
[1]World Malaria Report 2023, https://www.who.int/teams/global-malaria-programme/reports/world-malaria-report-2023.
[2]https://www.cdc.gov/malaria/resources/cdc_malaria_program_2023.html#:~:text=Typically%2C%20about%202%2C000%20malaria%20cases,year%20in%20the%20United%20States.
January 21, 2024
a bon mot from jo+
The biggest “Big Fish” story
I invite you to read the “Big Fish” tale from the Prophet Jonah. It is only four short chapters, and yet it tells us much about God, God’s wry sense of humor. After Hurricane Katrina we wandered for 22 months. Jim kept telling God that we should land east of the Mississippi river and south of the Mason-Dixon Line. God chuckled, and we were called to ministry in Calgary, Alberta, in Canada. We had wonderful opportunities there and loved our churches and people. They and we knew that we would one day come home to the states. Since our pleas worked out so well the first time, Jim told God that we wanted to be called to do ministry where there were four seasons. Jim was called to Southwest Florida, and I was called to a church 10 miles east of Jim’s church. I love God’s sense of humor, but our experience of God choosing the right place at the right time for us cannot be compared to the dire situations found in in Jonah’s Big Fish tale.
Lest we think that Jonah and his story are just a fairy tale, look again at the Biblical references in this reluctant prophet’s story. This tale begins not with “once upon a time,” but rather proof that Jonah was a real person beginning with “The word of the Lord came to the Prophet Jonah who was the son of Amittai” establishing him as a real person in history (Jonah 1:1) who was from a place just 3 miles from Nazareth in Galilee (2 Kings 14:25), and he lived in the 8th Century BC during the reign of King Jeroboam. Philo and Josephus, two respected first century scholars and historians, even wrote about him. And Jesus himself spoke of Jonah when he compared Jonah’s Big Fish experience to his future resurrection after three days.
After running away from his prophet’s duty to God, a raging storm would have destroyed the ship he had boarded to escape to Tarshish. Jonah was trying to avoid preaching to the people of Nineveh who were known for their violence. But then Jonah was thrown into the sea by the sailors who rightly blamed him for the severe storm that God has visited upon them. The sailors gave up their idols and turned to God. The Big Fish – the whale – swallowed and actually saved Jonah and changed his disposition leading him to plead with God. Jonah used some of the loveliest poetry in the Bible quoting God using a number of Psalms in his plea. And the whale spit out the prophet who got a second chance to go to Nineveh to warn the people of God’s impending wrath. So the crazed prophet-preacher went to the people of Nineveh saying that they had only 40 days to turn from their wicked ways. And they did! Even the King relented and took on sackcloth and ashes and pleaded with God to save them. Did Jonah rejoice at their new-found faithfulness? No! Was he happy with the good work his ministry had accomplished? No! God continued to praise the Ninevites for turning from their wickedness, and this angered Jonah even more. He fell into self-pity. As he reveled in finding shade from the heat under a tree that he praised and thanked, God caused that tree to shrivel and die. God, who is always faithful, must have laughed at Jonah and his misplaced fidelity. Jonah had chosen the tree over the 120,000 people of Nineveh whom God loved and cared for, along with the animals in Nineveh. A tree or people and animals? Which would we choose?
What we can learn from Jonah’s Big Fish Story is not just about his cowardice and the folly of running from God, but that none of us can run from our God’s will for us.
January 7, 2024
a bon mot from jo+
This is a reprise of a former bon mot, edited and updated. I do this because we all need to be reminded to keep Christmas all the year long.
I write this on the 9th Day of Christmas, and yet many have moved on as though the baby Jesus is already potty trained and has taken his first steps. The shepherds are back chasing down errant sheep. And the wise guys’ gifts sit on the shelf in a carpenter’s shop somewhere in ancient Palestine. Here at the church, the Advent wreath and its center Christ candle has been put away until December 1st of 2024. Most of us have had our fill of black-eyed peas and greens of some sort, assuring us of good luck and prosperity in this new year. And regardless of how much we love our favorite college teams, we also have had our fill of football this year, especially of imbalanced college bowl games. Many have put away their empty Christmas stockings, having consumed all the treats that they once contained. Our Christmas trees lie by the curb, along with some forgotten ornaments. Oversized sweaters and unwanted gifts have been returned to Amazon, conveniently through our local Whole Foods. A few of us Episcopalians will live into the 12 days of Christmas and hold off stripping Christmas from the church and our homes. But does Christmas stay in our hearts?
For many years I had a lovely reproduction of a colonial Christmas poem that I would display prominently somewhere in our home. It read:
When New Year’s Day is past and gone;
Christmas is with some people gone;
But further some will it extend,
And at Twelfth Day their Christmas end.
Some people stretch it further yet,
At Candlemas they finish it.
The Gentry carry it further still
And finish it just when they will;
They drink good wine and eat good Cheer
And keep their Christmas all the year.
Howard Thurman’s poem is better yet:
When the song of the angel is still,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their sheep,
The work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among people, to make music in the heart.
December 17, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
The 12 Days of Christmas
From 1558 until 1829, many in England were not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone during that era wrote the carol “The 12 Days of Christmas” as a catechism song for young people; each element in the carol has a code word for a religious reality that the children could remember.
At our Christmas Open House someone asked me why we had a pear tree and a pear theme to our party. I told him about the meaning of the 12 days of Christmas with the partridge in a pear tree being Jesus. I remembered the meaning of only a few of the next several days, but here are all the 12 Days of Christmas:
• The partridge in a pear tree was Jesus Christ.
• Two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments.
• Three French hens stood for faith, hope, and love.
• The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke & John.
• The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament.
• The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation.
• Seven swans a-swimming represented the sevenfold gifts of the Holy Spirit-wisdom, understanding, counsel, fortitude, knowledge, piety and the love of God.
• The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes.
• Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit–Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control.
• The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments.
• The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven faithful disciples.
• The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostles’ Creed.
“The 12 Days of Christmas” expressed Christians’ beliefs for four centuries. I wonder what would represent our beliefs so well. How might we 21st century Christians remember our faith?
On December 24th, we will celebrate the 4th Sunday of Advent in the morning. That night we will celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, the Lord, the Messiah – the partridge in a pear tree. How can we express the truth about the birth of Jesus? How might we express our belief in Jesus as the Christ as the one who died on a tree for us? The three French hens teach us to live into our faith, with the hope of the promise of eternal life, and the love of God that passes our understanding? Then we would be revealing the partridge to others. Our prayer for you is that we all live into our own ministries. Know that you are loved! We wish you a very merry Christmas – a partridge in a pear tree – and a happy 8th day, New Year’s Day when we live into the beatitudes – 1) bringing about the Kingdom of Heaven by serving the poor, 2) comforting those who have lost a dear one, 3) being patient, 4) helping others to choose the right path, 5) striving to do what is right, 6) building good will, 7) loving peace, and 8) being righteous by doing the right thing without regard of retribution by others. Jim and I thank you for your faithfulness and love. Let us live in hope of a wonderful future at SABTS.
December 3, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
about our Advent Wreath
We use an evergreen wreath like we hang on our doors as we await the coming of Christmas, but for Advent we lay the wreath flat with four candles. The green of the wreath symbolizes new growth and renewal – the hope of new life. The circle represents God’s eternity – a circle with no beginning and no end, just as God has no beginning and no end – and just as Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8). God extended his mercy and grace by sending his son Jesus to us. We celebrate the coming of God’s son – Jesus’s birth – after a time of preparation during Advent. We prepare by lighting the four candles in an Advent wreath over the four weeks preceding Christmas Day to remember the light that came into our world through Jesus’s birth and Jesus’s life among us and Jesus’s promise to change the world forever as we live into God’s purpose for all creation. We light one candle the first week, then two the second week, then three, then all four. The color of the candles is significant – the purple representing the royalty of the coming king. Often Advent purple is replaced with Marion blue, the color that we associate with the Virgin Mary’s cloak. The pink reveals the joy of our anticipation for the birth of Jesus. Finally on Christmas we light another candle, a white one, showing the purity of Christ who was born to save us from our sins, who has the power to save us from our humanness, to save us from ourselves, from the darkness we create, and to bring light to everyone and everything by ushering in God’s rule in the world.
In many churches and homes, it is the custom to place herbs in the Advent wreath. Pennyroyal, rosemary, and thyme are the Christmas herbs. Pennyroyal is said to have sprung into bloom at midnight on Christmas Eve. Rosemary traditionally sheltered the Virgin Mary and turned its flowers blue to match her robe. It stands for remembrance, fidelity and purity. Thyme is the manger herb and is associated with courage and bravery. Lavender (from the Latin Lavere, to wash) should be included because of its association with purity, virtue, and the Blessed Virgin Mary. Lavender, has long been known as a cleansing and disinfecting agent throughout the ages representing the cleansing of our sins through Jesus.
Other Christmas herbs include: Balm – sympathy
Hyssop – Passover herb, sacrifice
Basil – love, courtship
Marjoram – happiness, joy
Bay or laurel -divinity, glory
Mint – wisdom
Borage – courage
Parsley– festivity, affection
Bumet – merry heart
Rue – herb o’grace, virtue, purification
Costmary or Bible Leaf – precious
Sage – salvation, wisdom
November 19, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
What is a talent and why does it matter? When Jesus told the parable of the talent he was referring to the largest unit of currency of the time.
We often hear deraius as currency in Biblical times. It was a Roman silver coin that contained 1/72 of a Roman pound of silver and was used throughout the Roman Empire. (The value was reduced again and again to finally 1/96 of a pound of silver. It is still used in several modern Arab nations.) In today’s Gospel according to Matthew the first servant was given five talents, another two, to another one. All three were extraordinary amounts to be entrusted to them. If one possessed 5 talents, that person would be a multimillionaire in today’s world.
And why does this matter? Knowing the actual weight and value and therefore the meaning of a talent gives us much context and leads to a better understanding of Scripture. Denarii are used often when speaking of wages in the New Testament. Yet the shekel was the most common coin used by the Hebrew people, referring to both the coinage’s value and its weight.[i] So a good Jew would deal in shekels not denarii. A Jew would never carry Roman coins in his pocket even if he were on his way to pay his taxes to Rome. Hence the need for money-changers. And we know what that led to for our Lord.
A denarius was a day’s wage for a common unskilled laborer. And a talent would be equivalent to 20 years of wages for the common worker. If we extrapolate that to our day, we might think of proportional giving to the church as something far beyond reach, but nothing is beyond us.
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[1] A Talent = 60 minas or 75 lb. of silver. A Mina = 50 shekels or 1.25 lb. A Shekel = 2 bekas or .4oz. A Pim = .66 shekel or .33 oz. A Beka = 10 gerahs or .2 oz., and a Gerah = .02 oz.. of silver.
November 5, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
All Hallows Eve – All Saints – All Souls
“Our culture, captivated by the young, the fit and the beautiful, is a death denying one. But sooner or later death comes knocking at the door for all of us. Just as we know the answer to Good Friday is not despair but Easter, so the answer to Halloween is not fear but All Saints’ and All Souls’. Easter, All Saints’ and All Souls’ each remind us that we can stare death in the face and be triumphant.” –– Br. James Koester, Society of Saint John the Evangelist
‘Halloween’ comes from “All Hallows’ Eve”, being the evening before the Christian holy days of All Hallows’ Day (All Saints’ Day) on November 1st and All Souls’ Day on November 2nd.
The night of Tricks or Treats is an American spin-off from these ancient days of prayer. With the focus on the deceased, the notions of “witches and goblins” came to be a part of this secular custom.
The commemoration of All Saints’ Day, as a religious holiday honoring Christian martyrs dates back to the 4th century. Gregory III dedicated the All Saints liturgy on Palm Sunday in 732, and the holiday was officially added to the universal Church calendar in the 9th century. As the holiday spread to Christianized areas, traditions merged.
Trick-or-treating possibly evolved from Scottish guising, a secular version of the medieval Christian practice of “souling.” When souling, children and the poor went from door to door to ask for “soul cakes” in exchange for prayers for the dead on All Souls’ Day. We all might recall Peter, Paul, and Mary singing: “Hey ho, nobody home. Meat nor drink nor money have I none. Yet, shall we be merry. Hey ho, nobody home. Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please, good missus, a soul cake. An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry. One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.”
In Mexico, Día De Los Muertos, or Day of the Dead, is also All Souls’ Day—but with its own unique cultural traditions. In America, Halloween did not begin to take off until the second half of the 19th century when an influx of Irish and Scottish immigrants brought their customs to the states. During the first half of the 20th century, trick-or-treating as we know it today became a widely popular custom. And, of course, the commercialization of the holiday and activities like scary Halloween movie marathons are wholly modern, secular additions.
We Christians might ask if there is any Biblical basis for any of our Halloween traditions. In I Samuel (28:7, 39) Saul, the first King of Israel consulted a female sorcerer to summon the spirit of the prophet Samuel the evening before the Battle of Gilboa, when he perished. He “said to his servants, ‘Seek out for me a woman who is a medium, so that I may go to her and inquire of her.’ His servants said to him, ‘There is a medium at Endor.’ So Saul disguised himself and put on other clothes and went there, he and two men with him.”
In Exodus 22:18 we read: “Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live.” In Leviticus 19:26: “Ye shall not … use enchantment, nor observe times; in Leviticus 20:27: “A man also or woman that hath a familiar spirit, or that is a wizard, shall surely be put to death: they shall stone them with stones: their blood shall be upon them.” On Halloween, the witches or sorcerers who knocked on our doors were harmless.
October 22, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
“To the church of the Thessalonians in God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ: Grace to you and peace.” This greeting of Paul to the church in Thessalonica follows the customs of salutations of personal letters in the ancient Greek world. Although Paul was the actual author of this letter, he wrote on behalf of himself, Silvanus, and Timothy. On Paul’s second missionary journey, the three had founded the church in Thessalonica where many Greeks who already believed in God, many pagans, and important women had become believers. Paul had been driven out of the city because of persecution of Christians.
From the safety of Athens Paul wrote to the fledgling church with the purpose of strengthening the faith of the new believers. And he began with thanking them for their faithfulness, for their care for one another and others, but also for enduring suffering with hope for better days. Paul’s manner was really quite kind and gentle. He started with praise before he wrote to them with his rebuke. His Christian tact was well used in his church plants. He had to deal with the issue of inclusion of even Torah-observant Greeks into the church dominated by Jewish Christians. Nurturing begins with encouragement. Reminding people that they are beloved of God is the best way to start instruction, and all people were and are beloved of God, whether Greek or Jew.
October 8, 2023
Central elements of our beliefs: wine and vineyards
Wine played a central role in narratives of the Bible. Were the ancients wine drinkers? What did Jesus drink? Why do we hear so much about vineyards?
What did ancient Biblical peoples drink? Wine was used in the ceremonial life of the Hebrews, in Jewish homes and in the Temple, and also as medicine. Clean water was not readily available. Apart from Israel having a naturally arid climate, much available water was unclean (1). Instead of water that likely was contaminated with all sorts of harmful bacteria, viruses, and parasites, most people drank fermented of brewed beverages, beer, ale, cider, and wine. Even children drank what was called small beer. The first step in beermaking was boiling the water. And alcohol from fermented wine actually destroyed bacteria and harmful pathogens in water. The wine even prevented dysentery. Beer was also enjoyed by the Israelites. But by far, the beverage most mentioned in the Bible, both the Old and New Testaments was wine from fermented grape juice. But wine made from other fruits (including figs, dates, and pomegranates) was often used by the ancients and even current Jewish population. (2)
The alcoholic content of ancient alcoholic beverages was significantly lower than modern alcoholic beverages in part because they were purposefully diluted with water. Wine was less alcoholic because it was naturally fermented, that is without additives such as sugar and yeast.
The symbolism of the vineyard is pervasive throughout the entire Bible – 59 stories that mention the vineyard. But the Gospel according to Matthew has the most with the vineyard as the setting of God’s work in our world – ten times in chapters 20 and 21. There are many instances in the Old Testament as well, beginning with Genesis, where Noah planted a vineyard.(3) Obviously the use of the vineyard and the vine and wine is essential in the telling of God’s story. Jesus’s parables involving the vineyard are prominent in Year A of our lectionary this time of year. And, of course, we remember in the consecration of bread and wine each week how much the fruit of the vineyard is central to our theology and experience of Jesus each week.
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(1) Lest we think that clean water is readily available in modern times, we need to think again. Former President Jimmy Carter just turned 99 years of age on October 1st. On his 90th birthday he was asked if he had anything left on his “to do list.” He named two things: peace in the Middle East and eradication of the parasite Guinea worm. This particular parasite is spread from larvae infected water. There is no drug to treat the infection and no vaccine to prevent it. And it has affected the lives of the poorest and most neglected people in the world. Simple filtering of the water can reduce the presence of this parasite which causes a very painful debilitating disease. Jimmy Carter has been fighting the Guinea worm since he was president. The Carter Center has averted 80 million cases since it began this vital work. And in the first eight months of this year, President Carter has almost accomplished his second goal, there being only six cases recorded as of the end of August – that is six, not 6000 or 6,000,000.
(2) One of the loveliest wines I have ever tasted was an Israeli wine made from pears.
(3) See Genesis 9:20.
September 24, 2023
All are welcome!
What are parables meant to illustrate? Generally speaking, parables are simple, understandable fictitious tales that illustrate a moral or spiritual lesson. Jesus’s parables were not as transparent as he thought they were, given the need for him to explain them in scripture, to the disciples, to the 1st century hearer, and often to us 21st century readers. Sometimes the purpose was lost in translation, or the meaning was misunderstood after so many years and centuries. However, the ancients and we likely would agree on the meaning of this Sunday’s parable about the owner of the vineyard paying “what was right” to all the daily workers. We all would be shocked that what Jesus meant was right was to pay the same wages to workers that came early in the morning, and some who arrived at 9 in the morning, and those who came at noon, and the ones who came at 3 in the afternoon, and at 5 in the early evening. Yes, we all have heard Jesus often that the first will be last and the last will be first.
Jesus had preached and taught and lived justice, justice, justice, and this is a teaching on justice. So what is right? What is fair? Justice here would mean equal. But is justice always about equality? Perhaps not in the Kingdom of God.
My women peers in ministry are of two camps. God is always about justice. Some of them pride themselves in how many times they have been arrested for a just cause. But this woman priest believes that God is always about love. Love can lead to justice, but always the love comes first. Surely those workers that came later or even as it was almost dark were not going to be paid the same as those who came at daybreak! Well, Jesus said that the landowner could pay them what he thought was right. And so he paid them all the same regardless of when they started work. What we do not fully understand is God’s generosity. In God’s Kingdom the worker who woke before dawn and the one who slept in and arrived at the 11th hour are loved exactly the same.
Today’s parable is not so much about justice. It is about God’s graciousness, God’s generosity. We pray for our daily bread, enough for today, not for bread enough for the month or even the week. And we often are not satisfied that we didn’t get the whole loaf, especially if our neighbor has two loaves in the oven. We smell that bread baking, and we get angry or jealous because we don’t have two, when we cannot possibly eat two loaves of bread today. Could it be that the one who has two is meant to share it with someone who has none? That is how we are all fed, is it not? In the Kingdom of God, all are fed. Again in Jesus’s parable he has turned what we think of as the norm upside down. This parable of the workers in the vineyard only appears in the Gospel according to Matthew. In writing to the Jewish Christians and the Gentiles – those who came later to the Christian community – are the same. And applying that interpretation now shows us that all are welcome – those who have an established claim as old members of the church and new members as well. We are not all the same. We are not all equal, we do not all have the same gifts or the same portion of gifts. But we all have gifts to share. God welcomes all to the table, and so must we. It is how our generous, gracious, loving God would have us live! All are welcome!
September 10, 2023
10 Books we Episcopalians should read
Most of us have heard the wonderful, colorful, and reassuring stories of God and God’s people, Bible stories that have the power to settle disputes…to calm storms…to convert hearts. So, of course, #1 is the Bible. Read Holy Scripture. Choose whatever translation of the Bible you like best. But read it. The New Revised Standard Version is closest to the original Greek and the translation from which we read during service every week, stories from the Old Testament books, the Book of Psalms, the New Testament, and the Gospel. Use the NRSV New Interpreters Study Bible as a study Bible. I encourage us to use two different ones – one with annotations that you agree with. And the second study Bible should be one that stretches you and invites you to think hard with the Lord – which is what praying really is – thinking hard with the Lord. Pray as you read, and let the Holy Spirit guide your reading.
#2 – From 1936 to 1950 a young French woman – a mystic – had conversations with Jesus. He asked Gabriel de Bossis to write his words down, and she did, in a lovely little book “Lui et Moi.” Translated from French He and I has been read all over the world in dozens of languages. Jim and I read excerpts every day calling these readings “a word from our sponsor.”
#3 – The Cost of Discipleship by Dietrich Bonhoeffer. As a young Lutheran pastor Bonhoeffer joined the underground to work for Hitler’s defeat because it was his Christian duty. He was arrested, imprisoned and sent to concentration camps where he ministered to the sick and his fellow prisoners, but also to the guards, who smuggled out his poems and papers which were published as Letters and Papers from Prison which along with The Cost of Discipleship are two of the best examples of what a modern Christian must be in our world.
#4 – C.S. Lewis’s Screwtape Letters which is a cleverly written satirical communication between the imaginary Screwtape – a highly placed assistant to the devil – and his nephew Wormwood who was to tempt (and damn) an ordinary young man. Mere Christianity is another masterpiece of Lewis’s that is possibly the best apologetic book on why we should be Christians. But I commend any and all of C.S. Lewis’s writings – especially The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and all the Narnia series – for children and adults. And he also wrote The Space Trilogy which is some of the best science fiction there is.
#5 – New Seeds of Contemplation by Thomas Merton is superb, but then I used to have all of Merton’s writings. New Seeds is accessible and can be read in snippets. I have even used it to enter into contemplative prayer.
#6 – The Heart of Christianity – Rediscovering a Life of Faith is one of my favorites written by Marcus Borg. I also commend to you Meeting Jesus again for the First Time and Reading the Bible again for the First Time. But then I love most anything he wrote himself or in any and all of his collaborations with Dom Crossan, Walter Wink, Jack Spong, and other progressive thinkers and even the book he coauthored with the very orthodox N.T. Wright (The Meaning of Jesus).
#7 – N.T. Wright’s After you Believe: Why Christian Character Matters. All of Bishop Wright’s books are well written and scholarly, but also very accessible. In After You Believe the former Bishop of Durham in the Church of England addresses questions like “what is our purpose?” and “how do we live in the here and now?” A good read and can be transformative.
When we were packing up to go to seminary, we had the children bring U-Haul trucks to take away furniture and things that they could use. Sara stood in the huge dining room, that sat up to 20 people, and she actually petted the furniture. I went up from behind and held her in my arms. She asked with tears in her eyes – “So, you and Papa don’t want to live the ‘good life’ anymore?” We thought that was exactly what we were about to embark upon –a The Good Life. And that is the title of #8 – by Peter Gomes, the late chaplain of Harvard University. The Good Life: Truths That Last in Times of Need that followed his extraordinary The Good Book: Reading the Bible with Mind and Heart. Peter Gomes is an artist. He paints with words. AND his books are all indexed really well – a big plus in my book (Pun intended.).
The Night Trilogy is #9 and is Nobel Peace Prize winner Elie Wiezel’s collection – a memoir and two novels: Night, Dawn, and Day. Night is based on his experiences as a Holocaust survivor. He is the author of 57 books that speak of peace, atonement, and human dignity. In an interview with US News & World Report (27 October 1986) he said: “Indifference, to me, is the epitome of evil…. The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, but indifference between life and death.”
#10 is my favorite 21st century theologian and former Archbishop of Canterbury Rowan Williams’ Being Christian; Baptism, Bible, Eucharist, Prayer. He has written more than 3 dozen books, and hundreds of poems. Unlike most theologians, he says what needs to be said not in 500 words but 50. To me he is the most brilliant of all these writers. He says that he really didn’t want to be Archbishop. Now away from the pressures of Lambeth Palace, he is back to writing poetry and is a man transformed. Now he is just a priest with his eyes glinting under those famous eyebrows as he walks a bit taller on the grounds of Magdalene College at Cambridge.
Of course, there are some Honorable Mentions – 21st century books that deal with the church of the future. So I give a nod to:
1) Brian McLaren’s The Secret Message of Jesus: Uncovering the Truth that Could Change Everything (His A New Kind of Christian is also a winner.)
2) Diana Butler Bass’s Christianity for the Rest of Us,
3) Phyllis Tickle’s Emergent Church, and
4) everything that my favorite preacher and author Barbara Brown Taylor has written, but most especially An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith.
I encourage us to make our own list.
And I ask you to pray for those who have never heard the powerful Old Testament stories of the Passover or Paul’s advice to the church in Rome as to how to keep the commandments of God and Peter and the twelve learning in the Gospel according to Matthew, that when two or three are gathered in his name, then Christ is right there among them, as he is with us.
August 27, 2023
a bon mot from jo+
Do we need a Sabbath?
In creation, God created a time of rest. The Sabbath was created as a time to rest and reconnect with the one who made us. Two of our grandchildren were born in Los Angeles at the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center that sits in an area that has a large population of Orthodox Jews. From Friday at sunset to Saturday at sunset, the elevators automatically stop at every floor, so that an Orthodox Jew does not violate the proscription of work on the Sabbath.
I wonder how we observe the Sabbath. Can we create a time of Sabbath rest simply by putting down our cellphones or not answering emails for the day? Do we take advantage of the respite made just for us? Do we leave a day – whatever day is our Sabbath – just for rest and prayerful reflection? Do we? If we cannot make it to church on Sunday, do we make a Sabbath for ourselves and observe the spiritual discipline that we may have adopted as our own practice?
Our Bishop Russell Kendrick took a short Sabbatical – a Sabbath of 3 months. When he returned he wrote to the clergy saying. “The time away was all that I had hoped for.” He returned to us excited about his ministry. You see, Sabbath rest is not a place to merely escape our daily lives, but a place to renew us to go back to our callings with new strength and enthusiasm. Jim and I took the week of August 20th through 26th as a vacation. We did not go visit family, though I briefly was tempted. We took too many books, non-theological ones. We carried one of our Home Pods with Pandora or Apple Music to groove to our music. We listened to the gulf waves and watched sunrises and sunsets. We ate really good meals that we did not have to prepare or clean up after. We did not work. (Indeed I am writing this bon mot and Jim is writing his sermon for this Sunday two weeks ahead.) I pray that our spiritual disciplines are not forgotten, as they are life-giving for us.
I know that my prayers will unceasingly be for you all and our outreach ministries. But also my prayers for healing for the people and lands of Hawai’i will be foremost in my mind. I invite you to adopt the following from Bishop Bob Fitzpatrick of Hawai’i as part of your prayer life:
O God, our refuge and strength, our help in times of trouble:
Have mercy on the lands damaged by fires;
Have mercy on the lands where the weather has destroyed livelihoods;
Protect those who evacuate houses, and strengthen those who rebuild hope
so that entire communities may face the future without fear. Amen.
I would add “Guard the first responders that they not be overwhelmed by despair.” Lahaina is a town of 13,000, like us in Destin. Let us rest in that knowledge for a moment. I am devastated at the news that of the nearly 100 people found dead there, so far from the fires, only 2 people have been identified. For us, it is reminiscent of the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina when many hundreds of bodies went unclaimed and unidentified. (In October of 2005 right after the storm they froze the number at 1833 persons who had died, even though they did not begin to look for bodies in homes until January of 2006. Millions were left homeless, including us, so our home was empty.) No, I am not suffering PTSD again. But, I pray that when (not if) this disaster in Hawai’i is over, that those who are searching for people and instead finding horrific devastation of life may find time for Sabbath rest in the restorative loving arms of the Lord.
August 13, 2023
Are the Gospels God’s little instruction book? No indeed! Too often we reduce the power of familiar Gospel stories to words of advice. Is today’s reading just a chapter in Chicken Soup for the Soul? We hear “Keep your eye on Jesus, Peter, and you won’t sink into the angry sea.” There were dangerous storms on the lake that Matthew calls the Sea of Galilee (1). The lake is about 60 miles from Jerusalem and at one time was 13 miles long and 8 miles wide. It is 700 feet below sea level, 150 feet deep at its lowest point. The Jordon River flows through it. This fresh water lake is the source of drinking water for many towns on its northern and western shores. There are hot springs along the western shores. The eastern shore rises high above the surface of the lake. The high hills and the low level of the lake combined with abrupt temperature changes make for sudden and violent storms.
The storms that the disciples encountered – like the life events that cause stormy times in our lives – could they be tests of our faith? Are we to interpret this reading as a challenge to simply keep our eye on the Lord – keep strong in our faith, and we can conquer our fears?
Does today’s reading from the Gospel according to Matthew meant to teach us how to live in faith rather than fear? The Gospels are much more powerful than that. Jesus is not just our life coach. He is not merely our guide on our journeys. The authors of the Gospels tell of his extraordinary life, death, and resurrection, but they do not paint Jesus just as our spiritual guru. Of course, Jesus is all that, but Jesus the Christ is much much more. He is our Savior.
As Peter faltered, he called out: “Lord, save me!” Save me! And Jesus immediately reached out his hand and caught him (2). Are we to take Peter’s walk of faith on the water, his sinking faith, and his slipping beneath the waters of the Sea of Galilee as a teaching moment for us and our failing faith? Why, if we just had sufficient faith, could we overcome all our problems in spectacular ways? Could we walk on water? To identify faith with exceptional exceptions to the norm – even the norms of physics and biology – what would that accomplish, except maybe a special tent in the sideshow of the circus? I think it would be dangerous to our souls to fantasize that the reality of our everyday lives that often are interrupted by accidents and disease and aging could and should be changed if we just had enough faith. We all want that miracle in our lives. We want to step out on the water. But that would put the guilt of sinking on us.
Our Lord reached out his hand and caught Peter. He saved Peter. And he has saved us. And he still reaches out his hand to us. We all need to be saved. We all need to be rescued from the storms of our lives from time to time. Like Peter, all we need to do is say “Lord, save me.” But really we already are saved by Christ Jesus – by his saving act of love for us and all people.
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(1) The Hebrews named it the Sea of Chinneroth, because it is shaped like a harp. Luke referred to it as Lake Gennesaret for the plains that surround it. And in the Gospel according to John it is Lake Tiberius.
(2) Likely we have all had an experience of another pedestrian taking our hand or reaching around us to pull us out of the way of an out-of-control car – either as the one who needed saving or the savior. I have been pulled back onto the sidewalk more than once – out of the way of an oncoming bus once in Washington, DC. And Jim has taken my hand and caught me many times before I stepped into harm’s way
July 30, 2023
The Kingdom of God is like…
In the author of Matthew’s time, the Jewish Christians could teach with the Torah in one hand and what would become the Gospel in the other. Jesus’s disciples had learned about the Kingdom of God from the Son of God himself. Often our Lord taught using parables. The meaning of parables may be lost to some 21st century hearers, but not to the disciples. While they were not farmers, and they may have only watched as their mother or grandmother or wife made bread, but they knew how many a loaf of bread would feed. They may never have won the lottery, tripping over treasure when they least expected it. They may have never held a precious pearl in their hands. But they knew fishing. They said, “Yes, Lord, we understand.” Then our Lord told his own that they were like the scribes who had been trained for the Kingdom of Heaven. Scribes taught God’s law and wisdom, but they knew them first hand.
Now the mustard seed is very very small. Mustard seeds blow about and plant themselves wherever they fall. In much of the South mustard is so ubiquitous that if you break the ground, mustard will grow and cover the field with bright yellow blooms that then makes more seed that the wind will plant someplace else. Can faith in our day propagate as easily as Southern mustard? In Palestine mustard could grow to be a shrub, perhaps even as large as a small tree. The disciples’ faith, the faith of the early Jewish Christian church, and our faith should grow as strong as a tree so that it could support the Kingdom of God and all those who come to live in it.
In the short parable of the yeast, God’s Kingdom should grow from small beginnings to a significant size. In 1st century terms, bread was made from three measures of flour that would feed not just the family, but as many as 100 people? Jesus’s message of yeast could – and should – affect the lives of many by transforming them, as it did in the context of his immediate followers, those later in the 1st century, and it can transform us today.
As for the one who stumbled over hidden treasure and then acquired the legal title to the property by selling all that he owned to buy the field, that is the value of belonging to the Kingdom of God. The merchant valued God’s Kingdom – the pearl – over all else.
And on the Sea of Galilee, where many of Jesus’s disciples had fished, the net of God’s Kingdom gathered fish that were edible and fish that had to be discarded. The fishermen turned disciples of Jesus still had the calluses on their hands from hauling in nets. They knew which fish were so full of bones that they were inedible. And they knew that there had to be a sorting out of the good from the bad at the end of the day.
We too are called to usher in the Kingdom of God – to transform our culture to reflect what God wants – to experience Heaven in the here and now. May we give the Kingdom of God room to grow – to grow strong enough to support new nests here. May we mix in yeast to expand in us and become bread enough to feed hundreds. May we notice the treasure we trip over and find that thing of great value that the Kingdom of God is – to us and so many others. May our fishing nets be so sturdy that they can gather in more and more. We too need to understand Jesus’s parables because it is up to us to usher in the Kingdom of God.
July 16, 2023
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The Parable of the Soil
The Parable of the Sower could – and should, I think – be called the Parable of the Soil. We are the soil, but are we the soil of the path that cannot even allow seeds to germinate, or are we rocky soil where good works begin to take root but the roots cannot be sustained, and the Word falls away, or are we like thorny soil, where the Word is sown but the “cares and occupations of the world” – that golden rope – chokes the new seedlings? Surely we all would want to be good soil, where the Word of God has been planted. If we hear and heed the Word planted in us and the good soil sustains us, then we bear good fruit, much good fruit.
So, how do we become good soil? Who tilled the soil where we would eventually be planted? Looking back at my life, I know who prepared the soil that is my being – my grandmother, my Sunday School teachers, youth ministers, camp counselors, and priests who served in my home church until I was ready to be planted, and bishops who trusted in my calling to Holy Orders.
Each night we pray the Order of Compline, and we pray for our children, and grandchildren, and Godchildren, asking the Lord to make us worthy teachers of them. All we can do is till the soil, and water and weed what is sowed.
Our twin Godsons are named for Archbishops: Oscar William and Rowan Kirkpatrick. Oscar is named for Oscar Romero and William Laud; both were martyred. Oscar Romero the Archbishop of San Salvador championed democracy and was assassinated for his political activism. He was shot through his heart while celebrating Communion at a chapel located in a hospital. The day before, he had called on Salvadoran soldiers to obey God’s higher order and to stop carrying out the government’s repression and violations of basic human rights. He was elevating the chalice when he was shot; his blood spilled over the altar along with the wine.
William Laud was Archbishop of Canterbury during the time of civil unrest with many clashes between Puritans and Anglicans. We can thank him for many of our traditions, particularly of how we worship today. Many were not so impressed with his liturgical changes, but it was likely his role as judge that cost the Archbishop his life. He administered justice with equality as he did pastoral care – without regard for the status of the one in need. He was imprisoned, then tried and convicted of treason for his part in the civil unrest in England. He was beheaded.
Archbishop Rowan William was not martyred. But he left service as the Archbishop of Canterbury to return to academic life, writing and teaching and tilling the soil of future ministers, preparing the soil of many to hear and understand the Word.
Here is a prayer poem attributed to Oscar Romero that I have shared before, but it bears reading again in the context of seed planting in good soil.
It helps, now and then, to step back. And take the long view.
The kingdom is not beyond our efforts. It is beyond our vision.
We accomplish in our lifetime only a fraction of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work.
Nothing we do is complete, which is another way of saying the kingdom always lies beyond us.
No statement says all that could be said. No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confession brings perfection. No pastoral visit brings wholeness.
No program accomplishes the church’s mission.
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.
This is what we are about: We only plant seeds that one day will grow.
We water the seeds already planted, knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations that will need further development.
We provide yeast that produces effects beyond our capabilities.
We cannot do everything. And there is a sense of liberation in realizing that.
This enables us to do something and to do it well.
It may be incomplete, but it is a beginning, a step along the way,
An opportunity for God’s grace to enter and do the rest.
We may never see the end results,
But that is the difference between the master builder and the worker.
We are workers, not master builders,
Ministers, not messiahs.
We are prophets of a future not our own.
We who are blessed to serve in ministry just work the soil. We may never see the end results, but we trust in the future promise of what well prepared soil can yield.
July 2, 2023
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Welcoming Boo Radley
We watched To Kill a Mockingbird a week ago. While I would love to see the stage play version of Harper Lee’s book in Monroeville, Alabama, where the novelist lived, I cannot imagine Atticus Finch being played by anyone but Gregory Peck, who could out-act anyone and even effectively deliver a line with his back to the camera. The book came out at the height of the civil rights movement. Setting aside the issue of book banning (which is hard to do in today’s climate), the subject matter involved rape and racial injustice, But what is meaningful today is the notion of being welcoming as expressed in today’s Gospel reading: “whoever welcomes a righteous person in the name of a righteous person will receive the reward of the righteous…”Atticus had two children who vacillated between taunting the curiously challenged man next door and trying to welcome him into their world.
The outcast Arthur “Boo” Radley had never been welcomed into society. He was a lost person hidden away because he was so very different from anyone else in his family and in that southern town. He frightened most of the children (and adults) in the small southern town where Atticus defended Tom Robinson, the black man accused of assaulting a young impressionable white woman who had lied about the assault and whose father actually had beaten his own daughter. Boo saved the son Jem Finch from the rage of that father. Scout escaped and came home to find Jem unconscious in his own bed and Boo behind the door. Now Boo had left handmade figures and other odd gifts for the two children, but his greatest gift was Jem’s life.
“When Boo Radley was ready to go home, [Scout said:] ‘I led him to the front porch where his uneasy steps halted. He was still holding my hand and gave no sign of letting me go. “Will you take me home?” He almost whispered it, in the voice of a child afraid of the dark. I put my foot on the top step and stopped. I would lead him through our house, but I would never lead him home. “Mister Arthur, bend your arm down here, like that. That’s right, sir.” I slipped my hand into the crook of his arm… Radley escorted me down the sidewalk as any gentleman would do….
Boo and I walked up the steps to his porch. His fingers found the front doorknob. He gently released my hand, opened the door, went inside, and shut the door behind him. I never saw him again.
Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives. But neighbors give in return…’ ”
That day Scout welcomed her neighbor Boo Radley into society of a southern town broken by bias. Inequality was not entirely healed in the book. Tom Robertson was not welcomed, but Boo was. I believe that Harper Lee intended Boo to be an angel who was welcomed unaware.
Early on in the book the title is explained. It was a sin to kill a mockingbird because:
“Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy…but sing their hearts out for us.”
When asked about why she was so welcoming to Boo Radley, Scout explained that hurting their reclusive neighbor Boo Radley would be “sort of like shootin’ a mockingbird.”
June 18, 2023
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The Hospitality of Abraham
St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea has been known for her hospitality for more than two decades. I wonder if we have been entertaining angels unaware. Most assuredly we have, though we do not always recognize angels in our midst. At first Abraham did not know that the three persons who had sought him out were indeed angel messengers of God if not God. He was sitting in the opening of his tent when three men approached him; he received them as guests, had their feet washed as was the courtesy offered to travelers, and then he offered hospitality and a meal. It was God that Abraham entertained, represented as three angels or men who spoke as one in unison. Before God left them he made them a promise, that they would have a son. This was to happen before God would come to them again. And indeed, it came to pass that Abraham and Sarah in their old age did have a child.
This event has been depicted most memorably in Russian iconography by the 15th century artist Roublev. An earlier version showed Abraham on one side and Sarah on the other with the table looking much more like an altar with the slave killing the fatted calf for their meal at the bottom. What is remarkable to me in the Russian icons, and the later Greek ones, is that the table itself always appears to have room for others, there always being room at the table. And indeed there does always seem to be room at our table here at the church for all comers.
Often when we pray over the food at our table, we say only a blessing and thanks. But a grace over our food offering should really be better expressed as an invitation for God to join us. We might say: “Come, Lord Jesus, be our guest, and let this food to us be blessed.” As people known for our hospitality what do we do now? What are we being called to do as we live into this third century after being redefined as THE Episcopal Church in Destin, Florida?
If you talk to any of the generous and gifted chefs who cook three hot meals each week for our unhoused clients at the Blue Door, you will see a commonality that is unmistakable – joy. The joy they take in planning and shopping, the joy of the actual cooking, the joy they share with others in the kitchen and at the tables, and the joy they share in eating with our friends who live without a table to share with others.
My prayer is that it may always be so. That we continue to show God’s love in entertaining strangers and angels and friends at our Sunday fellowship tables and lunch tables here at the church. How can you help? Offer your time as you are able. Offer food as you are able. And pray.
Pray for God to join us at the table.
June 4, 2023
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The Trinity: Unity in Diversity
The concept of the Holy Trinity is hard for even the most academic of theologians, but this simple priest does love a challenge. Actually, the best expression I have ever done was with the help of 12 Sunday School children who made a circle that was constantly moving that broke up into three smaller circles and then made the larger circle again and then became three again but with different children in the smaller ones, all while constantly moving in relationship with one another. They were brilliant.
The church fathers took several centuries to work out a “reasonable acceptable” way to express the complex relation of Father, Son, and Spirit.[1] The almost complete concept of the Trinity was announced in the year 381 in Constantinople. God is one being in three equal and consubstantial persons. That must have been hard for the 1st century Jewish Christians who had struggled to accept an uncompromising monotheistic God. Later Christians worshiped – as we worship – one God in Trinity and Trinity in unity. The term Trinity is from the Latin tri, “three,” and unitas, “unity.” Tertullian devised the term to express the mystery of the unity-in-diversity…[2]
We still baptize in the name of the Trinity, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. We cannot see the Trinity without seeing all three persons of God, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. God is three in one. There are not three Gods, but different forms of the same thing. The three persons are not the same. And yet God is fully present in each of the persons of the Father, the Son, and the Spirit.
We acknowledge the Trinity when we affirm out faith using the words of the Nicene Creed. We believe in One God, the Father, the Almighty… We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ, the only Son of God… We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son. With the Father and the Son he is worshiped and glorified … How we understand the Holy Spirit proceeding from the Father and the Son is a newish way of expressing the Spirit.
I think the children had it right! The Holy Trinity is all about relationships – the relationship of the three persons of God that are all actively moving and working together to accomplish God’s work. The Trinity unites us in the work we do. As the community of St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea we come from different places with different points of view. And from our different perspectives we have forged a church with a nearly laser focused outreach ministry. Is working in the Blue Door for everyone? Hardly. There are many other ministries that keep this church alive. Together we make our church work, not in spite of our differences but because of them. The Trinity unites us in all our beautiful diversity to be the hands of the Trinitarian God.
[1] As the Episcopal Church glossary defines the Holy Trinity. See https://www.episcopalchurch.org/glossary/trinity.
[2] Tertullian was a prolific early Christian author (155 – 220 AD) from Carthage in the Roman province of Africa. He was the first Christian author to produce an extensive corpus of Latin Christian literature.
May 21, 2023
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When we see someone waiting for the Lord, praying to the Lord, giving God that precious moment, do we think that they are just wasting time? The remaining eleven disciples and the other followers – which included many women – went back to the upper room to wait as Jesus had told them. They waited and prayed and experienced true joy. They were still. They did not argue, they did not pour over the details of the last week, they did not cry, they did not lose patience, they simply waited as Jesus had told them. They waited for power to come upon them. They prepared for that power – for the Holy Spirit – to come.
There is a time to wait on God and a time to work for God. The waiting is a time of preparation to be able to do God’s work.[1] Without preparation, our work will fail. Often we are overwhelmed as we wait, like the mother that poet Fay Inchfawn writes about:[2]
I wrestle–how I wrestle!–through the hours.
Nay, not with principalities and powers–
Dark spiritual foes of God’s and man’s–
But with antagonistic pots and pans;
With footmarks on the hall,
With smears upon the wall,
With doubtful ears and small unwashen hands,
And with a babe’s innumerable demands.
And then this mother lays aside her work to just to be with God. She gives God her time.
With leisured feet and idle hands, I sat.
I, foolish, fussy, blind as any bat,
Sat down to listen, and to learn. And lo,
My thousand tasks were done the better so.[3]
So we wait, we wait for Jesus to come, where Mrs. Ward suggests we wait not just for him in church, in the communion bread, but at home where he is a guest at our table:
Sometimes, when everything goes wrong;
When days are short and nights are long;
When wash-day brings so dull a sky
That not a single thing will dry.
And when the kitchen chimney smokes,…
When friends deplore my faded youth,
And when the baby cuts a tooth….
And butcher’s man forgets to come.
Sometimes I say on days like these,
I get a sudden gleam of bliss.
Not on some sunny day of ease,
He’ll come … but on a day like this!
[1], 2, 3 Inspired by William Barclay on Luke 24, https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/dsh/
luke 24.html and his favorite poet Fay Inchfawn ( the pen name of Mrs Elizabeth Rebecca Ward, the late 19th century British author and poet who was called “The Poet Laureate of the Home”)
April 16, 2023
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We are resurrection people, and yet I invite us all to doubt – and to doubt boldly! Disbelief and doubt are part of the Easter experience. Yes, we celebrate and embrace Easter with joy, and we hope for the resurrection we have been assured of by our Lord Jesus’s putting an end to death. We trust the promise of eternal life by Jesus being raised from the dead. But we must also doubt; we must embrace our disbelief. Easter holds life and death in one hand. And if we are honest, we hold the mystery of the resurrection – the doubt or disbelief – along with the joy of our Lord’s return. I am certain that the disciples doubted – and not just Thomas. Jesus did not condemn his disciples and followers for doubting.
Have you ever wondered why no one – not one of the disciples – said to our Lord: “Welcome back – welcome home!” or “Jesus, you came back as promised!”? Have any of us wondered why none of them rejoiced with an “Alleluia! Woo Hoo, he did it!” None of Jesus’s followers were reported to have said: “We knew it all along.” My friends, I think that they were all doubters. If they were honest they might have expressed their fears and doubts. Could it be that Thomas was just the most honest of all the disciples? Thomas was not there when Jesus first appeared to the other disciples. Could it be that he was the only one brave enough to go out to get provisions – to get food – for his friends? And yet Thomas was expected to believe without having seen. And he demanded: “Show me the evidence!” So the next week when the community of Jesus’s followers were still gathered in a room all to themselves, our Lord appeared again and encouraged Thomas saying: “Do not doubt but believe.” And upon seeing, Thomas then made the most complete affirmation of faith of anyone in the gospel: “My Lord and my God!” Since Thomas’s declaration, the faith of all Christians –in all ages – has rested on the testimony of the first believers. Thomas’s eyewitness account and his expression of faith was intended to help those who were not witnesses of Jesus’s life, death, resurrection, and ascension– and to help us – to “come to believe” and thus “have life in Jesus’s name” – have eternal life.
Our Lord said: “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.” This was not so much a rebuke of Thomas as it was a confirmation of Thomas’s faith. Jesus spoke these words in the Gospel according to John to the community of believers who – just like us – were doubters. This was a blessing to all who had come – and all who in the centuries since have come – to believe even though they had not had the benefit of direct experience being with Jesus after he was raised from the dead. Yes, seeing is believing. But blessed are those who believe even though they had not seen. This blessing transcends the generations from John’s community to our time.
I find it liberating that we don’t have to have all the answers to be faithful – we can have doubts and still come to church and worship God. Doubting allows us to explore what we believe. Aren’t we all trying to figure out what it is we believe? Well, together we can come to a better understanding of our faith. We can hold the joy and triumph of Easter in a delicate balance with our fear and our unbelief. And as resurrection people let us bear our doubts lightly as we share our faith with others.
March 19, 2023
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The fourth Sunday of Lent is unique; it is a break in an otherwise penitential season. The vestments for this day can be rose, just as they are on the third Sunday in Advent. Today we have flowers instead of dried arrangements draped with Spanish moss (Thank you, Jim Cooper!). Today is called Laetare Sunday (meaning Sunday of joy) or Rose Sunday or Refreshment Sunday. In Great Britain the 4th Sunday of Lent is also called Mothering Sunday.
In the secular world in the United Kingdom and many other countries this Sunday is a celebration of motherhood. It is synonymous with our Mother’s Day. In Roman times there was a festival held in honor of the mother goddess Cybele. When the Roman Empire and Europe converted to Christianity, this celebration became part of the liturgical calendar as Laetare Sunday. So the 4th Sunday in Lent came to be a time to honor the Virgin Mary and the mother church. In times past young women who had left home would get the day off so that they could return to their family, to their mother. And in the church British people would return to their church home, to their mother church. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if those who have left the parish and gone to take jobs elsewhere or moved away or just left for any reason – if they would return on Mothering Sunday? Many churches have reunion Sundays. A perfect day to plan such an event would be Mothering Sunday, maybe next year. For today let’s go
“a-mothering.” I particularly like Mothering Sunday, not because I have ties to England – that would be my husband Jim, descended from Sir John Popham of Littlecote, Lord Chief Justice of England. No, my fondness comes from the inclusiveness of Mothering Sunday. I have been mothered not just by my mother. ‘Mothering’ comes from caregivers, husbands and wives, nurses and doctors, parents, aunts and uncles, even from parishioners – all those who provide loving, nurturing care as if they were our mothers. These are the people we should remember today, people like my grandmother Jesse who mothered me, reading me the great stories of the Bible and my father who taught me by example that on Sundays we visited people who could not get out to church. Today let us remember someone who has cared for an injured or elderly person, those people who have needed mothering in its truest sense. And let us remember the best mother-er of all, our Lord Jesus Christ. Here is a prayer for this Sunday: Laetare Jerusalem! Rejoice, O Jerusalem: and come together all who love freedom. Rejoice, we who have been in sorrow, may we be filled with consolation. May your Holy Scriptures enlighten us and enliven our lives. May we see where our story connects with the great story of the Bible told to us by one who mothered us. And may we mother others using your Holy Word. Amen.
February 19, 2023
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This Sunday we again hear of our Lord Jesus Christ being transformed up on the mountain with some of his closest friends standing in awe. Jesus was transformed; God-light shone through him. Peter (and James and John) did not want that moment to end; they wanted to be with Jesus in that dazzling moment forever. Peter wanted to build three dwellings for the great prophets, Moses and Elijah and Jesus. Peter would have made booths for them to live in on that mountain. Peter (and the Zebedee brothers) wanted to put Jesus in a box.
Do we want to put God in a box? Wouldn’t it be easier to have God be here in a box at church for us to visit once a week each Sunday? Or do we want to be transformed so that we can take Jesus, take God, with us to help transform the world outside our doors?
This week we must come down from the mountain. In our liturgical calendar this Wednesday we will enter the desert. We will be transformed from being filled with the light of Epiphany season to wearing ashes as we begin our journey through Lent. But we can take the transfiguration with us on the path, walking together. As we travel, we have the opportunity to reveal God to others just as Jesus did. We repent of our sins and short-comings, yes, but we can model repentance to one another and people outside our “box.” In so doing we can help heal our little corner of the world as Jesus did. God can and will transform us all.
February 5, 2023
Salt and light transform our world in many ways. In the Gospel according to Matthew we hear that we are salt and light, and we all seek transformation through them. But more importantly, we are to be salt and light to our world and to be a transforming force for others. When people see St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea, when others encounter us –they should catch a glimpse of the Kingdom of God. They should see how the world might be transformed by our faith here in this particular corner of the world. Our mission is not to be a blessing to just our family, or our fellow parishioners here in this place, or be a blessing to the people of Destin. Rather we are called to be salt and light to the ends of the earth.
We are salt. We are light. We are called to give the world flavor – to bring out God flavors in the world. And we are called to be windows to allow God’s light to shine through us. We are to be faithful to living our mission to evangelize. Yes, we all are human, and we make missteps. But being faithful in this life is more about trying than about being successful. Yes, we sometimes get frustrated and become discontented. But it is our failures and our discontent that keeps us from being stuck in one place – that keep us seeking a remedy to our problems. Our discontent can be a powerful engine for transformation, so that through us the world can be transformed – one person at a time.
Do you know who Albert McMakin was?[1] Would you be surprised to know that he was one of the most influential people in Christianity in the 20th century? Through the salt and light of Albert, literally millions of people have heard the good news of Christ all across the world. In 1934, in Charlotte, NC, there was a 17-year-old boy who’d been invited to a local revival by a friend of his. This boy resisted invitation after invitation, and finally agreed to attend, but only if his friend would let him drive his new truck. The friend agreed, so this boy drove the truck to the next meeting. When he got there, he stood in the back of the revival tent, listening to what the preacher was saying. And he was spellbound. Night after night, he went back to that revival and listened, until the last night, when that 17-year-old boy decided to give his life to serving Christ. That boy went on to speak in person – to be salt and light – to over 2 hundred million people telling them what Christ had done in his life.
That 17-year-old boy was Billy Graham. We all have heard of Billy Graham. But who’s heard of Albert McMakin? Well, Albert was the friend who extended invitation after invitation to Billy Graham, and let Billy drive his truck, so that Billy could hear God’s word for the first time. If it hadn’t been for Albert’s persistence, and patience – and his generosity with the keys to his truck – if it hadn’t been for Albert’s salt and light – Billy Graham may have never become a Christian.
We can’t all be Billy Grahams. But we can be Albert McMakins. Most of us arrived at our faith because someone told someone who told someone who told us? That’s the way it’s been working for 2000 years, and now we are bearers of the light who pass it on to others – now we are the salt that makes others thirsty for the Word of God as revealed in Jesus the Christ. Now we are to be faithful and live into who Jesus says we already are – the transforming salt of the earth and light of the world starting right now, right here – and reaching out to the world.
[1] http://revkory.wordpress.com/2010/08/09/me-an-evangelist-1-do-i-have-what-it-takes.
January 22, 2023
Years ago I got a phone call from Stacy, our first child, the first to go off to college. We spoke nearly every day that first semester, and one night she talked about her faith in a conversation I have never forgotten. She said, ‘You know, Mom, my new friends here in the dorm are away from home, away from family and friends, most of them for the first time in their lives, and they don’t know that God loves them. They don’t know the light of Christ. They are all alone here at school.’ She could not imagine not knowing that she was loved, by family and friends, and by God. She could not imagine being that lost, not knowing God’s love, not knowing the power of God’s love.
Is there anything more powerful than light breaking through the darkness?
Isaiah prophesied to those who had suffered oppression during the Assyrian invasion. They were in a state of deep darkness, and Isaiah promised that they would see a great light, that light would shine on them. people who walked in darkness have seen a great light. And in the Gospel according to Matthew, here came Jesus, walking the road that ran from Damascas to the Mediterranean Sea that passed Sea of Galilee – the very same route that the Jewish exiles had taken after being conquered by the Assyrians. The light of the world came walking down this same road and called fishermen to fish for people. Andrew and Peter and the Zebedee brother, James and John knew they were hooked from the moment that Jesus called them; they knew the power of God’s love by the light of Jesus.
The Gospel according to Matthew has always been thought to be written almost entirely to the Jewish Christians. However, when it was written half the people of Galilee were Gentile. They were bilingual, speaking both Greek and Aramaic. So Jesus’s ministry to bring God’s people from darkness to light was foretold not only by the Prophet but also by Matthew. Indeed, Jesus’s ministry initially was to Jews. Were we to finish reading the last two verses of chapter four, we would hear that Jesus’s light spread throughout all of Syria and he taught and cured from Galilee, the Decapolis, Jerusalem, Judea, and from beyond the Jordan. (The Decapolis was a federation of ten cities of Hellenistic culture, nine of them east of the Sea of Galilee and the Jordan River. They were Damascus, Philadelphia, Raphana, Scythopolis, Gadera, Hippos, Dion, Gerasa, and Canatha.) They were all attracted by God’s power of love through the light of the man Jesus.
At the time that Stacy went off to college and called to express her concern about her peers not knowing the power of God’s love, our family (from the 90+ year old in our household down to the youngest of our five) played Trivial Pursuit. The movie Back to the Future had made Huey Lewis and the News’ song “The Power of Love” popular. Til now if I don’t know the answer to a Trivial Pursuit question I give my stock answer: “Huey Lewis and the News.”
The power of love is a curious thing
makes one man weep, makes another man sing
Changes a hawk to a little white dove
…that’s the power of love.
The four fishermen were drawn by the power of God’s love they knew through Jesus, a love that still can make us weep, can make us sing. It can change a hawk into a dove. That is the power of love, the power of God’s love as revealed by the light of Christ.
January 8, 2023
Just a few days after Christmas and the sleigh being pulled by porpoises and another led by flamingoes have been packed away until next year. Our favorite Santa dancing in a hula skirt is gone. Mary and Joseph have taken baby Jesus to the synagogue by now even though several manger scenes are still lighted, but for how long? The extended Christmas shopping season that began last October is long over since many have already exchanged the gifts received for something more suitable. Usually, we Episcopalians live into the 12 days of Christmas and hold off stripping the church and our homes of the visible signs of Christmas. But what of our hearts?
For many years I had a lovely reproduction of a colonial Christmas poem that I would display prominently somewhere in our home. It read:
When New Year’s Day is past and gone;
Christmas is with some people gone;
But further some will it extend,
And at Twelfth Day their Christmas end.
Some people stretch it further yet,
At Candlemas they finish it.
The Gentry carry it further still
And finish it just when they will;
They drink good wine and eat good Cheer
And keep their Christmas all the year.
Howard Thurman’s poem is better yet:
When the song of the angel is still,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their sheep,
The work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among people,
to make music in the heart.
Howard Thurman was an honorary Canon of the Episcopal Cathedral of Saint John the Divine in New York City and Dean of Theology and Chaplain at Howard University and Boston University for two decades. He traveled the globe as a Christian missionary and met with world leaders. When he met with Gandhi and asked him what message he should take back to North America, Gandhi said that he regretted not having made nonviolence more visible as a practice worldwide and suggested some American black men would succeed where he had failed. Dr. Thurman served as spiritual director for Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
December 11, 2022
The Message Bible is a unique translation by Eugene Peterson, a well-known academic and respected theologian whose commentaries are very useful, particularly in that they set the common vernacular of our times. When using his Bible for study we need to remember that it is his perspective and his alone that is reflected in The Message Bible.
The Magnificat is Mary’s words said when visiting her cousin Elizabeth. Imagine with me a very young woman who has answered God’s calling to bear God’s son. Mary described her predicament to Elizabeth. She had had a few months to live into what God was doing through her.
The Magnificat is used as a responsive canticle in the daily offices of Morning Prayer and Evening Prayer. Often it is sung lyrically in plainsong. The canticle is directly out of the Gospel according to Luke, chapter 1, verses 46-55.
And Mary said,
I’m bursting with God-news;
I’m dancing the song of my Savior God.
God took one good look at me, and look what happened—
I’m the most fortunate woman on earth!
What God has done for me will never be forgotten,
the God whose very name is holy, set apart from all others.
His mercy flows in wave after wave
on those who are in awe before him.
He bared his arm and showed his strength,
scattered the bluffing braggarts.
He knocked tyrants off their high horses,
pulled victims out of the mud.
The starving poor sat down to a banquet;
the callous rich were left out in the cold.
He embraced his chosen child, Israel;
he remembered and piled on the mercies, piled them high.
It’s exactly what he promised,
beginning with Abraham and right up to now.
When the angel Gabriel came to Mary, her cousin and dearest friend Elizabeth was six months pregnant with a son, John the Baptist. Immediately after Mary said yes, she would do as God asked of her, she went to see Elizabeth. And as Mary entered her home Elizabeth’s baby leapt in her womb. She recognized how blessed Mary was. They both were blessed and full of grace. And that is when Mary spoke the words that Peterson translated as: “I’m bursting with God-news; I’m dancing the song of my Savior God.” In our New Revised Standard Version of the Bible, Mary says: “My souls magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior.”
Indeed the two dear friends spent three months rejoicing at their good fortune of carrying baby boys. They rejoiced and praised God. They knew their babies were especially blessed, but they could not have known that their sons would be such profound instruments of salvation!
November 27, 2022
The annual visitation of Bishop Russell is the highlight of the celebration of our patronal feast at St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea this first Sunday of Advent. This Sunday is the confluence of many other reasons to celebrate. It is the first Sunday of the new Church year, the first Sunday of Advent, the first rite of Reception and Reaffirmation since Jim and I came to be your priests, the first Sunday after the conclusion of our “More Than Enough” stewardship program for the Year of the Lord 2023, and colloquial birthday celebration of all November birthdays, and the day we remember St. Andrew’s Day which is November 30th.
Most biographical notes on this Apostle begin “Andrew was Simon Peter’s brother” as he is described in the Gospels. Identifying Andrew as Peter’s brother makes it easy to know who he is, but it also makes it easy to overlook the fact of Andrew’s special gift to the company of Christ’s followers. The Gospel according to John tells how Andrew, a disciple of John the Baptist, was one of two disciples who followed Jesus after the Baptizer had pointed him out, saying of Jesus, “Behold the Lamb of God” (John 1:29). Andrew and the other disciple went with Jesus and stayed with him. Andrew’s first act afterward was to find his brother and bring him to Jesus. We might call Andrew the first missionary in the company of disciples.
I have always seen Andrew as the youngest of the closest of Jesus’s disciples. He epitomizes the definition of an apostle, as one who is sent. He was sent to gather more fishermen to be taught how to fish for people to follow Jesus. He was sent to go to find food among the thousands gathered to hear our Lord. Andrew found the boy with the two fishes and five small loaves of bread. And after Jesus took and blessed and broke the bread, Andrew helped with the sharing with the multitude. He helped distribute food to the hungry crowd. In my sanctified imagination, I see I see him encouraging those in the crowd to add their lunch to the basket, with the result being that all were fed well and many baskets of food being leftovers.
Though Andrew was not a part of the inner circle of disciples (Peter, James, and John), he is always named in the list of disciples, and appears prominently in several incidents. Andrew and Peter were fishermen, and Matthew’s Gospel records Jesus calling them from their work in their boat and their immediate response to his call. We hear little of Andrew as a prominent leader; he seems always to be in the shadow of Peter. Eusebius, the Church historian, records his going to Scythia, but there is no reliable information about the end of his life. Tradition has it that he was fastened to an X-shaped cross and suffered death at the hands of angry pagans.
Andrew is the patron saint of Scotland. November 30th is the day the church commemorates Saint Andrew, our patron saint. You may notice that my stole for this Sunday, the first Sunday of Advent, is a traditional blue plaid; this particular one is the tartan of the Lord of St. Andrew in Scotland. I ordered a number of yards of the wool from Scotland years ago while serving at my first church, St. Andrew’s in Calgary, Alberta, in Canada. I made three stoles of that lovely wool plaid, one for the church, one for the retired priest there, and one for me. I am proud to wear it this Sunday to honor Saint Andrew. To be good stewards of time this Sunday, we are not doing the “Kirkin’ of the Tartans” (Blessing of the Tartans), and we have no bagpipes. Sigh.
November 6, 2022
On All Saints a few years ago on the occasion of the Installation our Presiding Bishop Michael Curry, who often calls us the Episcopal Branch of the Jesus Movement, reminded us that in the midst of struggles and confusion that “God has not given up on the world, and God isn’t finished with The Episcopal Church yet. We are the Jesus Movement. So don’t worry; be happy!” as jazz musician Bobby McFerrin and reggae Bob Marley both sang.
Jim and I were blessed to be there at the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C., on that momentous day. We all had such hope that we were on the precipice of a new world.
We may be discouraged and disappointed and down-right apprehensive about our country these days, but we need to remember The Beatitudes that are always read for the Feast of All Saints. What the world called pitiful, Jesus called blessed, turning conventional wisdom upside down. He was always turning 1st century world and lives – even our lives in this 21st century – upside down, which is really right side up. And that should give us hope this November.
The Reading from the New Testament that All Saints Day was from the Revelation to John:
I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “See, the home of God is among mortals. He will dwell with them as their God; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them; he will wipe every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no more.
Revelation 21:4
Bishop Curry reminded us that we need to envision a world where there would be:
No more war.
No more suffering.
No more injustice.
No more bigotry.
No more violence.
No more hatred.
Instead the world would be governed by:
The rule of love.
The way of God.
The Kingdom of God.
The realm of God.
The great Shalom.
The dream of God for us and all people is that love – the love of God and the love of neighbor – will conquer all. Everything hangs on those two realities. We have hope because the Jesus Movement is alive. And we are the Episcopal branch of that movement.
God has not given up on the world.
And God is not finished with the Episcopal Church.
Don’t worry. Be happy.
(Many thanks to the PB for inspiration this All Saints Day and every day.)
October 23, 2022
The Feast of St. Luke was last Tuesday, October 18th. A young man of 17 [David Schwab] spoke of the of the miracles of modern medical technology “Computers, Mom, they’re doing God’s work! They’re not Jesus, Mom, but they’re doing God’s work.” In response, his mom [Betty Lynn Schwab] wrote this:
“Healing in Our Computer Age”
Surprising, life-giving God,
when Jesus walked among us
he cured the lame
made the blind to see
healed the wounded
and ended epileptic seizures in the young.
Today in Britain, a brilliant physicist writes and talks with a speech synthesizer.
Today in America a computer bypasses the optic nerve and eye and a blind teenager sees.
Today in Canada microsurgery repairs a fetal hernia before a baby boy’s birth into our world.
Today around the world focused radiation shrinks tumors
medical imaging reveals it’s just a cyst
an implanted electrode enables the brain-injured to walk
and delicate robotic surgery repairs an elderly man’s heart
with a piece of vein from his own leg.
Ours is not a perfect world.
Risk is part of every choice and act.
Not all tumors shrink.
A solution is found too late.
Life support must be shut off.
Unforeseen damage comes.
Yet we have much for which to give you thanks and praise:
our growing knowledge of the human body,
computer technology increasingly able to restore and give back life,
medical science pushing back frontiers of disease,
new medical procedures,
successful new drugs,
dedicated nurses, technicians, and doctors,
patients willing to try,
people living in hope,
people working hard.
Like Lazarus and the kneeling leper,
like the centurion’s servant and Tabitha,
we bow in gratitude before you.
Surprising, life-giving God, we pray for your Wisdom and your help:
help us in our sickness and our health,
in our living and our dying;
inspire those working on our frontiers.
Guide us all in all our hopes and fears.
May your vision of a healing world be born.
In the name of the One who healed
And whose Spirit heals today, Jesus Christ.
October 9, 2022
I carry a spent red plastic 12 gauge shotgun shell in the console of our RAV4. I picked it up from the ground right under my brother’s deer stand in Louisiana. It was from the last deer he shot the hunting season before he died. Sonny had a rare disease that caused disfigurement of his face. The tumor invaded all of his head, and, in spite of treatments and surgery we knew that eventually critical nerves and blood supply would be compromised and that would cause his death. Sitting in his yard talking about his boys, about our dad, about life and death, he told me that he had stopped going to church. Sonny was a strong Christian. He believed in miracles. He knew that he was being healed, just in a different way than we all wanted. Sonny stopped going to church not because of a crisis of faith, but because he was afraid his appearance would scare the children. He became a self-imposed social outcast.
In ancient times leprosy could cover all sorts of skin afflictions including seriously disfiguring disorders and simple psoriasis and seborrheic dermatitis, not only what we today call leprosy or Hansen’s disease. But those who had what was originally called leprosy were outcasts, unclean, those who wore bells to alert people to keep their distance, people on the margins, the ones who begged for help – but always just out of reach – and out of mind – of those who entered the beautiful gates of the holy city of Jerusalem.
Hawai’i established isolation settlements as early as 1865 in an attempt to control the spread of leprosy. People were relocated to Moloka’i. They became lost; many still suffer broken connections with their families and communities. In 1894 the Louisiana Leper Home was established in an abandoned sugar plantation on the eastern bank of the Mississippi River in Carrville, Louisiana. Many entered the gates under mandatory quarantine and never left the hospital again. Effective medications existed since the 1940’s, so isolating people with this disease in “leper colonies” is not needed. But some people who suffered from leprosy choose not to return to society. There are a few elderly former leprosy patients who remain in the leper colonies in Hawaii. The facility in Carrville, Louisiana, is still open for patients who want to remain even though mandatory quarantine ceased to be law in the late 1950’s
With proper diagnosis Hansen’s disease – leprosy – can be cured. And with early treatment it is not even contagious, although real leprosy never was highly contagious. 95% of people are naturally immune to leprosy. And on average, the cost to bring about the cure and the necessary after-cure treatment to one person affected by leprosy is only $350. This covers education, distribution of medication, ongoing support, including necessary surgery, rehabilitation, vocational training and assistance in community reintegration. But reintegration into society is not always possible. Once a person has been marked a social outcast, how can he or she again become part of a community that rejected them? Just by interacting with the ten lepers Jesus risked making himself ritually impure. Yet Jesus chose to become like the leper. He chose to be part of the socially outcast. He chose to be like my brother Sonny. Jesus can and does take on all our maladies, all of our sins, and he cures us. But we have to humble ourselves. We have to reach out and ask. Can we figuratively kneel before Jesus and beg to be healed? Do we even want to be healed?
September 25, 2022
Remember the story of the widow who was gathering wood to cook the last bit of her stores for herself and her son before they were going to lie down and die of starvation? Elijah happens upon her and asks her to cook him some bread. He gives her the promise of never-empty jars of oil and flour. But first the widow must take the risk. (See I Kings 17:10-16.)
When faced with diminished resources (like after damage from a hurricane or the restrictions of COVID) what do we at St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea do? We get creative. We roll up our sleeves and get to work. We stretch our funds to sustain our services and outreach ministries to feed and clothe the hungry and provide bikes for those without transportation and keep up the air conditioners and pay our staff and our bills, all with Vestry approval. Our Vestry has taken necessary steps so that we had enough. Indeed, we have had more than enough. Our Blue Door Ministry has expanded reaching more and more clients in the last two years and recently has added more care for our brothers and sisters. During COVID our Bike Ministry was able to provide for the needs of so many with what we had and could repair. God has been good to us. We have seen an abundance of goods and volunteers, enough to sustain the church and her ministries, and more than enough to share. But first we had to take a risk. We had to trust God to provide enough. And God has given us more than enough!
Trusting in God to continue to bless us, where do we go from here? The first draft of the 2023 Budget is being prepared. It will be approved by the Vestry and presented to the congregation at our Annual Meeting of the Parish on December 11th. Our “Next Steps” that came out of 20 weeks of intentional listening to the Holy Spirit and each other during the “Listen and Hear. Hear and Listen” discernment. The “Next Steps” that came directly from all of us, have been shared with the entire congregation twice recently, but I include them again here:
- The vestry will provide a detailed financial report to the parish twice a year.
- Provide a report to the parish on the cost of operating and maintaining our facilities, including the anticipated cost of unanticipated problems (e.g., failure of another air conditioning unit).
- The vestry, with the advice of the development task force and the consent of the rectors, will appoint a “property working group” to review and recommend workable options for management and possible disposition of one or more of our four plots encompassed in our property.
- The vestry will direct the property working group to evaluate and make recommendations to the vestry, parish, rectors, and bishop, prior to the next annual meeting.
- Clean out all buildings and dispose of unused and unnecessary items
- Finish painting the outside of the church
- Replace our antiquated sound system with a modest state-of-the art audiovisual system that will work both in the sanctuary and for streaming.
- Reformat the parish hall with round tables for fellowship (if the old sanctuary is used for Sunday services).
- In preparation of the 2023 budget, the vestry will consider
- establishing an endowment fund to be used for specified purposes
- conducting a capital campaign to fund renovations and maintenance of our facilities
- expanding our stewardship program
- Expand the development task force and task it to
- Orchestrate performing arts and other fundraising events in our sanctuary.
- Renew our efforts to gain media coverage of our ministries and activities
- Expand our coordination with other churches in providing for the needy
- Initiate discussions with other churches concerning providing housing and/or shelter for the homeless.
- Re-instate greeters for Sunday morning services
- Revise and reinvigorate use of name tags
- Task the development committee and ministry leaders with developing strategies to increase the number of committed volunteers at the Blue Door and Bike Hop.
- Offer an educational series on the liturgy and history of the Anglican/Episcopal Church.
- Have an “instructed Eucharist” occasionally
- Conduct our Sunday service in the old sanctuary (parlor) on a quarterly basis.
In March and September, we will review our progress and a report to the congregation after six months and then again after a year. At each review, we will discover which steps we have taken, which were, perhaps, unrealistic, and which should be modified or supplemented to conform to the new circumstances.
During our “More Than Enough” stewardship program, Don, our director of music will teach us a new theme hymn for our stewardship program that we will sing every Sunday for the month leading up to our dedication or commitment Sunday. We all will hear from our priests, then from the wardens, and finally from our stewardship committee with pledge cards, a copy of our budget, and our “Next Steps.” Our pledges – our promises to God and St. Andrew’s By-the-Sea – will be collected on Christ the King Sunday, which is the last Sunday of this church year, Sunday, November 20th. There will be a celebration after service that day in the parlor; it will be live and virtual. So let us mark our calendars and plan to come and thank everyone for pledging to support the church and the community, celebrating that we really do have more than enough.
September 11, 2022
While studying the Gospel for this Sunday, I was introduced to a new religious order, the Oratory of the Good Shepherd (OGS) that is a dispersed community of Anglicans, ordained and lay, bound by a common rule of celibate chastity, responsible spending, and direction of life. Daily they pray the Divine Office, attend Mass, and spend an hour in private prayer. There is an association of “companions” of OGS who support their aims and live by a simplified version of the Rule. There also are Sisters of the Good Shepherd (SGS), priests and lay people living in dispersion under religious vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.
The Conference of Anglican Religious Orders in the Americas includes 23 Religious Orders and Christian Communities in the worldwide Anglican (Episcopal) Communion including the National Association of Episcopal Christian Communities organized under the Canons of The Episcopal Church. The worship practices and standards of living are quite diverse, but all embrace celibacy, community of goods, and obedience to a Rule and Constitution.
Communities of Women include:
Community of St. Francis
Community of St. Mary, Eastern Province
Community of St. Mary, Southern Province
Community of the Sisters of the Church
Community of the Transfiguration
Sisterhood of St. John the Divine
Sisterhood of the Holy Nativity (SHN)
Communities of Men
Order of the Holy Cross (Benedictine)
Society of St. John the Evangelist (SSJE)
St. Gregory’s Abby (Benedictine)
The Society of St. Paul (SSP)
Communities of Men and Women
Canonically recognized ommunities
Companions of St. Luke (Benedictine)
Society of St. Anna the Prophet
Third Order Society of St. Francis, Province of the Americas
Worker Brothers of the Holy Spirit
Worker Sisters of the Holy Spirit
Associates include those seeking canonical recognition
Community of Francis and Clare
Companions of Our Lady of Walsingham
The Communion of the Mystic Rose
The Community of the Mother of Jesus
August 28, 2022
August 28, 1963, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. dreamed aloud of a day when “the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.”
In today’s Gospel reading Jesus shared his dream of a time when a person’s worth would not be defined by status in this mortal world. He dreamt of a place where the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind would all sit at table together with him that day – and with us – because they are our brothers and sisters in the Kingdom of God.
I was at the Library of Congress doing research for my then employer CBS who had made the very first and only recording of the “I have a dream” speech at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C., at what was unmistakably the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation. Dr. King had delivered that speech many times with subtle and not so subtle changes. One copy is under glass in the main hallway of the Library of Congress. After I filled out the exhaustive request form (where I promised my first-born if I walked away with the document I was asking to study, but never to copy) the staff went into the vault, and then they handed me a legal file folder with pages of a yellow legal pad written in Dr. King’s own hand with marginal notes he had made for the August 28th march for freedom. I was afraid to touch the paper. I asked for gloves. Then I read the words that we all recall as a turning point in our lives in this country.
When the word of the Lord is read, I often get the same feeling of wonder and awe as I did at the Library of Congress that day so many years ago. Clearly in the Gospel according to Luke Jesus was speaking of radical hospitality when he spoke up at that dinner party, the sort of hospitality that defines all Christian virtues that the Letter to the Hebrews addresses. Jesus instructed the Pharisees – and us – to invite all people to the table where he presides as the host and head of the table. Jesus took his own commandment to “love your neighbor as you love yourself” one step further; he treated others better than himself. That is what radical hospitality means. The Greek word for hospitality is philoxenia, which literally means “love of the strange” that is love of those who are strange to us for whatever reason. Many ancients rarely strayed far from their places of birth. “Life was hard and mobility was limited. One way the world became “larger” was to open one’s home (however poor) to those that came from “outside.” (Commentary on Hebrews by Eric M. Heen, PhD) Hospitality was provided then, by those who had “love of the strange,” because they were more than curious about the wider world. And in caring for them, both the hosts and the guests were fed. So it is in the church. When we show love to others that we encounter Christ. Hospitality nourishes us as well as our guests, perhaps more.
A confluence of articles moved me to write about radical hospitality: the Gospel of the day and the Letter to the Hebrews, yes, but also articles that parishioners have shared with me this week, an article in the Friday, August 19th Destin Log about the New Life Church that began in the pastors home five years ago and then grew into a local warehouse (They move into their newly constructed church building at the beginning of 2023.) and the instructive bulletin from a mission church in the Episcopal Diocese of West Texas, Saint Elizabeth’s that welcomes all people – “single, married, divorced, gay, filthy rich, dirt poor, skinny as a rail or could afford to lose a few pounds, if you sing like Andrea Bocelli or sound like Texas grackles, if you are “church shopping”, if you just woke up, or if you just got out of jail, whether you are more Catholic than the Pope or haven’t been to church since Joey’s baptism. They welcome crying newborns, squirmy toddlers, those who are over 60 but are not grown up yet, and teenagers growing up too fast… soccer moms, NASCAR dads, starving artists, tree-huggers, veterans, latte-sippers, vegetarians, junk-foodies, those in recovery, folks who are still addicted… whether you are down in the dumps or don’t like organized religion… we welcome those blew all your offering money at the track… those who think the earth is flat, work too hard, don’t work, can’t spell, or just came because Grandma is in town…those who could use some prayers… those who are inked, pierced or both… those who have had religion shoved down their throats or who just got lost and ended up here by mistake… tourists, seekers, doubters, bleeding hearts, and you.”
Our bulletin reads “all are welcome wherever you are on your journey of faith.”
Our Lord said that the Pharisees were to treat others, even the despised in their society, not only as they would themselves, but better than they would treat one of their own. I wonder, would we have belonged to that large class of people who would have been excluded from the Pharisee’s banquet? Are we the poor? the crippled? the lame? the blind? When have I been poor in spirit? I have been, often. Is my faith crippled? Sometimes, yes! And am I lame, unable to get where I want in life? Recently, yes. And where is my blindness? To whom have I been blind? All in all, I am rather certain I would not have made it onto the invitation list for the Pharisee’s dinner.
Jesus teaches that all are welcome in the Kingdom of God, for surely the Pharisee’s dinner party is an allegory for the Lord’s heavenly banquet. In spite of our crippled faith and our blindness to the needs of others, we are welcome. All are invited – all those who are welcomed at Saint Elizabeth’s and at the New Life pastors’ home. But, I wonder if we might be surprised at who will be sitting at table with us in God’s house. I think we will see all “sorts and conditions” of people at the Lord’s table. And the Kingdom of God must be a place where the sons of former slaves and the daughters of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the Lord’s table. Dreams do come true. They do. But we have to make them come true.
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