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Monday, January 31, 2022

Sermon, Third Sunday after Epiphany, Ecumenical Sunday, January 23, 2022, "We are connected"

 
C Epiphany 3 Pilg 2022
1 Corinthains 12:12-31a
January 23, 2022

 

            About twenty years ago, I went to hear the message of a Viet Nam War veteran, Brian Wilson.   Wilson related that he had been one of those pilots who was directly involved with napalm drops over Viet Nam.  He had left law school at twenty-seven to go fight “communism.”  During his time in Viet Nam, an unusual event happened to transform him into a peace activist. 

           Unusual because during his time in Viet Nam he related that the military had a policy which did not allow people who performed napalm drops to ever act as later ground reconnaissance.  The policy did not want those performing napalm drops to connect their acts with suffering experienced by civilians on the ground. 

This one unusual time, however, there was a snafu.  For some reason, after dropping his napalm on a village, he was also asked to be part of the ground reconnaissance team to determine the success of their drop.  While performing that reconnaissance, he came upon a dead mother holding her three dead children.  Wilson believed the mother’s eyes were still opened, but as he drew closer, he realized the napalm had melted off her eyelids. 

For some unknown reason, tears welled up in Brian Wilson’s eyes, and with his commanding officer present, he fell to his knees and shouted in agony, “This is my mother.  And this, these are my children.”  Though his commanding officer laughed, he remembers that as the transformative moment in his life.  So transformative, in fact, that he had become a peace activist.

As a peace activist back in the States in 1987, he had lost both his legs sitting on a train track outside of a military weapons facility, hoping to stop weapons bound for Central America. While sitting on the track, he thought surely the train would stop and that the armaments would not go through.  Other activists had employed this form of protest successfully.  Certainly, Brian Wilson thought, the train would not go through.  What he could not know is that the train’s conductor had strict orders to plow through regardless.  Or . . . that the conductor could not see the many people on the track.  Both stories are told.  What is known is that Wilson was the only one not able to get up from the track before the train came through.

There Wilson was, on the day I say him, using two prosthetic legs to get around in the world.  Putting his legs on the track was a risk he took when the connection to all of life had become vividly apparent to him.  He remembered knowing that truth as a young child.  But somehow . . . somehow that truth had been drummed out of him by the destructive powers of disconnection and death.  Down deep we know this truth, he believed.  We are connected..

I have seen that transformative moment take place on any number of mission delegations when those going to do the work to bring about salvation realize that they are the ones being saved.  We recognize that God is doing work we would not have realized beyond Sawyer, or beyond Michigan, beyond our country.  And all of a sudden, we are overcome with a love we would have never known.  It may be spoken in a different language, by people of a different color, or just in a way we never contemplated before.  And the activity of God, which looks nothing like we ever expected, loves and connects us in such an amazing way. 

In Paul’s letter to the churches in Corinth, Paul tries to reach out to communities immersed in conflict.  One group or person is vaunting themselves up over another group or person because of their spiritual gifts.  This group believes that God can only be found within them, in the gift they have been given, or that their understandings and gifts trump everyone else’s understandings and gifts.  Paul turns to them to say, “Don’t you see how much you need each other? How God in Christ is found in different manifestations across your community? For you to claim that you are not connected, that you do not need each other, is to deny the reality.”

We were created as the Body of Christ, and when we deny others access to the goodness of God through our unwillingness to see Christ in each other’s eyes, we lose so many gifts God intends for each of us. 

Paul asks, "How can one part of the Body of Christ say it doesn't belong or one part deny another part of the Body?"  In this masterpiece of Christian prose, Paul seems to get the eternal conflict of religious life.  How we affirm our God-given diversity and our heard work toward unity all at the same time.  Too often we deny the way God has made the world for our salvation.  We deny our connectedness to each other.  We deny that we are the Body of Christ--a Body, Paul writes, where those who appear to be weaker, or the most humble, are the most indispensable.  

Hear the good news:  God wills us to be connected, one to another, brought together in all of our diversity to form a community which will love and cherish each other.  It is almost as if God has said, “You know, this is the way I have made the world—with all of its connection.  It will work in no other way.  If you choose to deny the connections, then the world, as a whole, will suffer because of it.  Choose to live in the interconnection and the building up of community or inherit the destructive powers of disconnection and death.” 

It is not about God’s judgment but about the consequences of our choices.

The apostle Paul, as a Jew, would have known this truth through the foundational Jewish value of hospitality.  Jews know that it may very well be the stranger who teaches them something of God.  Of all people, it is the stranger who reminds us we are connected. 

Rabbi Charlie Cytron-Walker, from the congregation Beth Israel in Colleyville, Texas, is now known as the courageous leader who threw a chair to help the remaining hostages and himself escape.  He said in an interview with NPR this past week that the whole incident began with a knock at the synagogue door.  The man was cold so Rabbi Cytron-Walker made him some tea.  He went on to talk about the reality too many people know in synagogues and schools.

 

There have been too many situations at synagogues, too much violence in our schools, too much violence overall within our society. And it's horrible. It's not sustainable. It's something that we collectively need to be able to address. And at the same time, we have to deal with the practical reality.[1]

 

The interviewer went on to ask Rabbi Cytron-Walker what he would do different.  Or what would he do next time.  And in keeping with the description of an incredible faith leader I have heard all week, Rabbi Cytron-Walker said:

 

And so when someone comes to the door, they are nervous. They are questioning. They're asking - am I going to be accepted? - whether they're somebody who's Jewish who's coming in from another community or from our community or whether they're not Jewish. And maybe they're exploring Judaism for the first time, or they just want to see what a Jewish service is all about because they're curious. And they're asking, am I going to belong? And I want them to know that they are going to belong. We can't forget about who we are. Hospitality means the world.[2]

 

Hospitality means the world.  That foundational Jewish value continues in Christian story in the road to Emmaus story where two apostles, mourning the death of their friend and teacher, grant a stranger hospitality and recognize that it has been Christ walking with them all along.  That foundational value is found in Christian teaching in Hebrews where strangers are to be granted hospitality because you might just be welcoming an angel, an ode to the story of Sodom.

Violence is out in the world, yes.  But the pandemic which is violence was inoculated against at congregation Beth-Israel in Colleyville, Texas, and was not passed on by its courageous rabbi.  In keeping with the value of hospitality, the apostle Paul is trying to remind the congregations in Corinth that they belong to each other, that the violence that was a fact of life in the Roman Empire should end with them, should not be passed along.    

And any number of colleagues came forward this past week to affirm that this is who Rabbi Cytron-Walker 24/7.  His values are not about convenience but what defines him even in the most difficult of circumstances.  The great satirist, Jon Stewart once said, “If you don't stick to your values when they are being tested, they're not values: they're hobbies.”[3]

What Paul is teaching in this passage from Corinthians is that we not only are the Body of Christ, the Body of Christ is who we are to be as a deep-seated value.  Each of us is indispensable in God’s eyes, why the very least of us is considered most precious.  Perhaps we might even wonder how our world might be different if we thought of God as a Viet Namese mother, still clutching her children.  Then we would weep in love.  We would know why God wants us to be connected.

Three years ago, one of the great prophets in our nation, Rev. Dr. William J. Barber, stood to preach his sermon in Milford Chapel at Park Road Baptist Church in Charlotte, North Carolina, in memory and celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.   His sermon reminded us that we should not only remember we are connected in personal acts of service but in systems and structures that function in a way that assumes we are connected to one another as the Body of Christ.  We remember that we are connected in acts of liberation.  It is what I see in all of you when we remember our connection to one another.   Rev. Dr. Barber went on to say,

 

To preach is to see the people who are crying out and the systems that are crushing them. It is to say, “Somebody’s hurting my people and it’s gone on far too long and we won’t be quiet and inactive anymore.” It is to do something about it. It is to join with others who are doing something about it.

 

When words are changed into deeds of liberation—that’s preaching. And anything else is just talking.

 

When the fruit of the lips become actions dedicated to justice—that’s preaching.

 

When our words call Jews and Muslims and Christians and Sikhs and Buddhists and even people not of faith to come together to work the work of love and work the work of liberation—that’s preaching.

 

When a call goes out that unites people across the lines of race and class and creed and sexuality—now that’s preaching.

 

When the Poor People’s Campaign brings Natives and Asians and Black and White and Brown people together, and march together and organize together and go to to jail together for a moral revolution of values—that’s preaching.

 

When preachers go to the border and serve communion to the officers and communion to those who are holding back the immigrants and then tell them while they’re eating the communion that they need correction and that they’re wrong—that’s preaching.

 

When nuns lobby for healthcare and when preachers say, “I’m not gonna preach another funeral over somebody who died from the lack of healthcare and said ‘God called him home.'” Instead I’m going to say, “God may welcome them home, but the government killed them.” That’s preaching.

 

When churches and synagogues and mosques open their doors and offer sanctuary to families that are being ripped apart by ICE — that’s preaching!

 

And when that kind of preaching is happening, it is transformative. It changes the world. It might get you killed, but that same preaching will get you back up again. And if it doesn’t get you back up, preaching gets folks pregnant. So you might be dead, but those behind you will come forth. Preaching always produces.[4]

 

God looks at you with tears in Her eyes and proclaims, “Don’t you know how long I have waited for you to affirm your connection with me, so that I could affirm you as so precious in my sight—so precious.”  We are a part of the Body of Christ bringing God’s reign of Shalom to the earth, preparing the way for God’s liberation, and the least, the very least and humble of us, considered the most indispensable part of that Body.  We are connected.  Rabbi Cytron-Walker ended his NPR interview by saying, “We can’t know what’s coming.  And we also can’t live in fear every step of the way.”  When asked what he would say to the family of the man who held them hostage, he took a moment and then Rabbi Charlie Cytron-Walker said, “I would say to his family, I am so sorry. I'm so sorry that you had to endure this tragedy. It's horrible for all of us.”  For all of us. 

As I read that part of the interview, I began to cry, knowing that the deep Jewish ethic of hospitality or the teachings of the apostle Paul were not hobbies for this Jewish teacher and preacher.  They were foundational values. 

Now, Children of God, go out into the world and know yourselves to be the Body of Christ.  We are connected.  Thanks be to God.  Amen.

Monday, October 31, 2016

Sacred Place Worship Series 11, "The Sacred Place of Risk", October 30, 2016

Sacred Place 11 Luke 10.25-37 BFC 2016
Luke 10:25-37
October 30, 2016

          We begin, as we did for many sermons in this sacred place sermon series, with our values found in the iconic story of Naboth’s vineyard: 

o God owns the land.  It does not vest in the State or the multinational corporation or the local or transnational financial institution.  God owns the land. 

o The land is given for the shalom of the whole community (Shalom meaning peace, wholeness, connectedness).  So if the land usage or residence or treatment does not, in its materiality, its “thingness”, provide access to life, then it falls outside the will of God. 

o The land is not for sale.  (You and the Land are one.)  And if the land is up for sale, best bet is that you can be bought and sold as well.

o Keeping the land in the “family” keeps the community free.

o The land can be redeemed to avoid debt slavery and provide Sabbath

o The land requires rhythms of Sabbath and rest.  If the people and the land are one, rhythms of production and consumption cannot be the governing or sole rhythms.  The commandment, of all the 10 commandments, that receives the most attention is the Sabbath.  We are to remember that those people and places that operate solely in a way that produces and consumes are known by one name—slaves.  God did not liberate the Children of Israel from Egypt only to become slaves in the promised land. 

We begin with our values.  As my favorite satirist, Jon Stewart, said, “If you don't stick to your values when they're being tested, they're not values—they're hobbies.”  And in one of our great faith traditions, holy Scripture, we find many of our values rooted in story.  Our job, as people of faith, is not to accept them whole, but to engage them, critique them, to ask if they stand the test of time.  And, if they do, if they hold up a necessary mirror to ourselves, our community, our culture, and our world, then we should allow those stories to move on us, shape us and form us.  Whether it is the Hebrew Scripture story of Naboth’s vineyard asking, “Who owns the land?  And to whom is the land given?  And for what purpose?”  Or perhaps it is the New Testament story of the Good Samaritan asking, “Can we see our own enemy as capable of great compassion—a compassion that surpasses even the most holy of our own people?  Would we be willing to stop along the dangerous Jericho Pass?  If we were battered, broken, bruised, and bloodied on the Jericho Pass, would we be willing to accept the goodness of our own worst enemy?”
          We tell these stories in worship.  We rehearse them and effectively act them out so that when the time comes, we move, live, and breathe with our highest, most radical values.  We do that as a community because we recognize that great courage will be required of us and we have a greater chance to act out that great courage if there are people who stand shoulder to shoulder with us.  I draw great strength, as your pastor, to write, act, and move in our community with courage because I know the history of this congregation and trust that you would not want me to wither and blink in the face of adversity.  And really, who wants a life empty of danger and risk?  Right?  How boring! 
          Probably the most widely read author in the world, Paulo Coehlo, speaks to this truth: 

 Every morning I find myself a different person. I’m always a mystery to myself. If I knew in the first hours of the morning what I’m going to do, what is going to happen, what attitude or decision should I take — I think my life would be deadly boring because, well, what makes life interesting is the unknown. It is the risks that we take every single moment of our day, of a single day.[1]

I think that reflects back on what Wendell Berry references as the necessary “thingness” of place that the worst of Western Protestant Christianity has often given up in favor of something more transient.  We have become an extraction society that diminishes the “thingness” of the air, the land, the water in a place believing that we can just find the grass greener on the other side of the fence, go find our manifest destiny further West, or move on to a place where the air is not toxic, the land is not mined, and the water . . . and the water, well, we make sure we are upstream from whatever happens to the water.  Berry argues that we must be willing to know that the doors of Eden are closed and that the sacred is not to be found “out there” but to made with intent, shaped with our hearts, and partnered with God, right here.  Right here. 
          When I related to Lisa Harmon that I was beginning a sermon series on sacred places, she gave me a book titled, Sacred Places.  In that book was the story of Waimapihi Reserve in Wellington, New Zealand.  Formerly a landfill, a dumping ground for old beds and refrigerators, the community decided to clean it up and make it into something beautiful.  And so now the Waimapihi Reserve is a sacred place—a place “where people go to celebrate birthdays, to remember friends who have passed away, or just to walk in the woods and find peace in the middle of the city.”[2]
          Billings First Congregational Church is a sacred place.  It is one of the reasons I came to pastor this congregation.  I had read about and talked with the search committee you all about the number of risks this congregation has historically taken to know yourself as something more than boring.  So in my first six months of being here to hear that some people believed we should sell our building to move out to where suburban growth and mega-churches were booming in Billings, I literally caught my breath, a little disillusioned that we would not see the risk and danger found in downtown Billings as an invitation to be something more than boring.  As a sacred place, I believe God is forever calling us to engage the world and partner with God  . . . and others to seek out risk and danger so that hopelessness is infused with the sacred and becomes a haven and a place of hospitality for those in need of healing;  injustice is infused with the sacred and becomes a place of persistent courage and care for those regularly excluded;  hatred and fear are infused with the sacred and become a place of solidarity and prayer with the vulnerable and the victims of war and violence; desecration and ruin are infused with the sacred to make the good earth a place of life, growth, and beauty.   As Aden might say, “It becomes gleen.”

Ambassador Andrew Young, a United Church of Christ mentor, former global spokesperson for Operation HOPE, a Civil Rights leader, and the first lieutenant to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., recounted a conversation that he and Dr. King had on this very topic. Dr. and Mrs. Coretta Scott King had just returned from Israel, and predictably people began talking about the Good Samaritan and the Jericho Road, and associating this image with Dr. King. Dr. King told Andrew Young then, “ . . . Andy, I think the Good Samaritan is a great individual. I of course, like and respect the Good Samaritan . . . but I don’t want to be a Good Samaritan.” Dr. King continued, “  . . . you see Andy, I am tired of picking up people along the Jericho Road. I am tired of seeing people battered and bruised and bloody, injured and jumped on, along the Jericho Roads of life. This road is dangerous. I don’t want to pick up anyone else, along this Jericho Road; I want to fix . . . the Jericho Road. I want to pave the Jericho Road, add street lights to the Jericho Road; make the Jericho Road safe (for passage) by everybody. . . .[3]

Who knew that when I arrived in Billings, one of the first things I would be invited to was a partnership with these incredible people named Lisa, Greg, Ray, Natasha, Joe, Virginia, Mel, and Mollie to be a very small part of the holy work to make downtown Billings a sacred place with celebrations, festivals, 5ks, trick or treating, and cultural events?  For me, it really started to get traction when Lisa helped us with language that saw the people battered and bruised and bloodied by life,, lying alongside the road not as enemies to be feared or disposable people to be “managed” but as people who are our friends and neighbors. 

The Downtown Billings Alliance invited all of us to a partnership where we might engage the dangerous or risky place and find our salvation there.   As we join hands with them, stand shoulder to shoulder with them we become a haven and place of hospitality, a place of courage and care, a place of solidarity and prayer, a place of life, growth, and beauty.  May we always be willing to engage the Jericho Pass, the place of risk, so that Billings First Congregational may forever be known as a sacred place.  After all, who wants to be boring?  Amen.





[1] “Paulo Coehlo, The Alchemy of Pilgrimage,” OnBeing with Krista Tippett, http://www.onbeing.org/program/paulo-coelho-the-alchemy-of-pilgrimage/transcript/8855#main_content.
[2] Phillip Carr-Gomm, Sacred Places:  Sites of Spiritual Pilgrimage from Stonhenge to Santiago de Compostela (London:  Quercus, 2008), p. 6.
[3] John Hope Bryant, “Fixing the Jericho Road,” HuffPost Impact, January 13, 2010.  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/john-hope-bryant/fixing-the-jericho-road_b_422612.html

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