Year B Proper 22 2021 Grace Breaks Through

 Year B Proper 22, 3 October 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“Grace Breaks Through”

Collect: Almighty and everlasting God, you are always more ready to hear than we to pray, and to give more than we either desire or deserve: Pour upon us the abundance of your mercy, forgiving us those things of which our conscience is afraid, and giving us those good things for which we are not worthy to ask, except through the merits and mediation of Jesus Christ our Savior; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Mark 10:2-16

Some Pharisees came, and to test Jesus they asked, “Is it lawful for a man to divorce his wife?” He answered them, “What did Moses command you?” They said, “Moses allowed a man to write a certificate of dismissal and to divorce her.” But Jesus said to them, “Because of your hardness of heart he wrote this commandment for you. But from the beginning of creation, ‘God made them male and female.’ ‘For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.’ So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.”

Then in the house the disciples asked him again about this matter. He said to them, “Whoever divorces his wife and marries another commits adultery against her; and if she divorces her husband and marries another, she commits adultery.”

People were bringing little children to him in order that he might touch them; and the disciples spoke sternly to them. But when Jesus saw this, he was indignant and said to them, “Let the little children come to me; do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs. Truly I tell you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will never enter it.” And he took them up in his arms, laid his hands on them, and blessed them.

Children walk in wonder and delight. They do that because they observe. They notice. Everything is new. We become old when we cannot, or do not, look with fresh eyes. Looking at anything with that openness and enthusiasm, does not just stop us from becoming jaded and cynical, it prevents the calcification of our very souls. 

From an infant exploring their own hand. From sensations that surprise and delight. The wind streaming by in a car window, and letting our hand swim through it like a dolphin. The first time you can see your breath in the deep fall. The rush of the wave against your shins in your first tentative steps into the waves. We are fearfully and wonderfully made in a cosmos created with almost as much care and dedication.

Wow!

Just wow!

When we begin to become aware of that sense of deep abiding devotion to the most minute of details and the swirl of galaxies, it can be staggering. It is all-encompassing. The Grace of God comes roaring in, and we feel overwhelmed, overjoyed, and head-over-heels all at once.

Jesus encouraged us to approach our faith this way. “Truly I tell you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will never enter it.” I do not see this as blind naivete, but rather as lifelong wonder. The agnostic looks at life and sees a biological function. Not wrong, but I hope for a bigger picture. We are spiritual creatures having a physical experience, so we are greater than the sum of our parts.  Through the eyes of faith, we consider the lilies of the field or the birds of the air and we see them giving glory to God, and because of that we do, too.

Michelangelo, the great Renaissance painter and sculptor, never lost that sense of childlike wonder. A man of immense genius, he strove to always improve, obsessively at times it seems. His sculpture David in the Accademia Gallery of Florence, Italy, and the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican both show works of art that seem to breathe and still capture our imagination. According to a story, someone asked Michelangelo at the age of 83, “How does one live a good life?” His response was just two words: Ancora imparo. That is Italian for “I am still learning.” This man of immense genius was still striving and growing, he was changing and learning, just like a child. He never lost that Beginner’s Mind. He was still learning to have a good life at 83, and he had a good life because he was still learning at 83. May we all be so lucky.

I found myself relating another story this last week, one from my life, and it is still fresh in my mind. I was serving in a church stuck in a fear cycle. They had had a fight before I came and had lost about a third of the congregation, a big portion of which was the young families with kids. The Lead Minister was blamed. He blamed the people. Declining numbers, increasing expenses, it was a hard place to be. Everything came back to “How can we keep from dying?” And by the point when you circle the wagons you might as well admit, you are already dead.

A religion based on fears and controlling outcomes (which really means people), comes to no good. Short term wins are eventually lost and the jaded cynicism and spiritual calcification I mentioned earlier too often replace the limited gains that may have been made.

It was in that spirit that I was seeking answers to escape to fears and lead people away from them when I went to a conference all the way out in Seattle, some people looking at our faith in the age we are actually in, not the way we wish it to be, or holding out for a time that never actually was. They were wanting a faith for the Here & Now, a twenty-first century approach to an ancient and even timeless belief.

It was an eye-opening few days, learning, growing, being challenged. Most of us were in our 20s or early 30s, but there was a sense of shared relief that we were coming from places where we were being seen as different or strange, or even heretical, for questioning the direction of the Church as she moved into this new millennium. Just over a month after 9/11, the wars had just started while we were out there. So much uncertainty mingled together with a feeling of hope that things could actually change.

Wandering around throughout the conference, though, was a little man in his early 60s I would have guessed just taking it all in. He wore a brown hoodie, which was rather nondescript and I only paid attention to it after the fact. At the closing address I learned that the little man in the brown hoodie was Father Richard Rohr, prolific writer and thinker, a Franciscan with his characteristic brown, but a hoodie and jeans in lieu of his normal habit. He gave the closing address, and in his hour of speaking he pointed to the thing that I was missing in my attempt to help lead a congregation out of fear and into a life-giving Gospel of Jesus Christ. As it says in 1st John (4:18), perfect love drives out all fear.

Father Rohr went on to describe a cosmos made from love and for love. He described layers of creation, and our awakening to it. He spoke of the call of God, a loving, caring voice so different from the “sinners in the hands of an angry God” that I had too often heard and had sometimes preached. To sum up his message, he described a universe created, bound, and ruled by Grace. That’s it, Grace. But it was unlike a Grace I had ever heard of, or been able to conceive. It was as if during his talk there was a tremendous crack, the only thing I can liken it to is the Grinch’s heart growing three sizes that day. It was as if my very soul had cracked open like an egg, and what emerged was a fledgling on shaky legs,  a new awareness of the Grace of God and a long-sought hope for this world-weary soul.

After the talk I waited in the long line of folks to thank Father Rohr, and I was the last one in line. Stephanie was with me, poor woman. As I went forward and finally got a chance to speak, I said, “Father Rohr, I have been a pastor for over 10 years, but I think today I really heard the Gospel for the very first time.” That’s all I could get out because my calcified soul broke open, and the tears flowed. I sobbed. Words were not needed. He hugged me, and cried some, too. I was truly born again in that moment.

The removal of those blinders, of fear, of control, changed my ministry. It eventually led me into church planting and then from there into the Episcopal Church. Looking back, the path seems so clear and makes so much sense, but looking ahead we could only trust. And we could only move forward in that sense of childlike faith that the one who is bigger, and stronger, and who loves us will be there with us every step of the way. 

The God who made you is the God who loves you.

The God who loves you is the God who calls you.

The God who calls you is the God who is the God already ahead of us forging the way. 

The God who is ahead forging the way is the God who will welcome us home.

This God is a God of Grace, and if you ever hear me say anything, hear this. God is a God of Grace.

There is no shaming with a God who is with us all the way. God knows us better than we know ourselves. The teaching on divorce that we find troublesome in today’s reading is not about shaming or producing guilt in my opinion. It is Jesus holding up a mirror for us to see the implications of our actions. God’s desire is that our marital relationships be an honor and glory to him and to us. Divorce is apart from the dream and hope we have for our children when we send them out into the world. Divorce is apart from the wish and hope God has for our relationships of all sorts, especially this most pivotal of commitments, marriage.

Grace abounds, and Brennan Manning emphasizes in his The Raggamuffin Gospel, there is nothing you can do to make God love you any more and nothing you can do to make God love you any less. You are loved, God’s beloved, and there is nothing, absolutely NOTHING, either good or bad that can change that. “Thanks Be To God!”

And that, friends, is how we can let go of our grown-up pretensions and shift back into that child-like gear of wonder and awe, enjoying, embracing, and experiencing each moment of our one wild, precious, fleeting, and beautiful life. How could we not? Amen.

Year B Proper 21 2021 Keep It or Out With The Trash

 Year B Proper 21, 26 September 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“Keep It or Out With The Trash”

Collect: O God, you declare your almighty power chiefly in showing mercy and pity: Grant us the fullness of your grace, that we, running to obtain your promises, may become partakers of your heavenly treasure; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Mark 9:38-50

John said to Jesus, “Teacher, we saw someone casting out demons in your name, and we tried to stop him, because he was not following us.” But Jesus said, “Do not stop him; for no one who does a deed of power in my name will be able soon afterward to speak evil of me. Whoever is not against us is for us. For truly I tell you, whoever gives you a cup of water to drink because you bear the name of Christ will by no means lose the reward.

“If any of you put a stumbling block before one of these little ones who believe in me, it would be better for you if a great millstone were hung around your neck and you were thrown into the sea. If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life maimed than to have two hands and to go to hell, to the unquenchable fire. And if your foot causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life lame than to have two feet and to be thrown into hell. And if your eye causes you to stumble, tear it out; it is better for you to enter the kingdom of God with one eye than to have two eyes and to be thrown into hell, where their worm never dies, and the fire is never quenched.

“For everyone will be salted with fire. Salt is good; but if salt has lost its saltiness, how can you season it? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with one another.”

Jesus loves us, and wants us to be successful and at our best. Not as the world means success, necessarily, Prosperity Gospel is not what I am talking about here. As was petitioned in our Collect for the day: Grant us the fullness of your grace, that we, running to obtain your promises, may become partakers of your heavenly treasure…

That is our goal, our endgame. That is the thing around which we gather and strive. Today we will explore some of the sage advice that Jesus gives his followers, then and now. We need to look carefully at his rhetoric. How someone says something is often more important that what they say, tone of voice, rhetorical device used, irony and humor, exaggeration. We need to know what is being said in how it is being said. Sometimes Scripture would be much easier if it had emojis to make it clearer. A little wink emoji sure could help at times.

But let’s dig in and see what Jesus is calling us to do and who to be!

Jesus has three clear teachings in today’s lectionary reading. Know who your friends are, take out the trash, and be what you are. Let’s look at each of these in order.

The reading starts with disciples coming and complaining to Jesus that someone was doing things in Jesus’ name and he was not a part of the inner circle, or in the group at all. 

One of the key things that was part of Jesus' mission to create the Kingdom of Heaven here on Earth is to break down the barriers and divisions that kept humanity divided historically, and that we can see all of humanity as God’s Children, made in God’s Image, and called to God’s Purpose.  Old walls were to be torn down, and new pathways trod to welcome any and all.

This outsider was performing acts of power in Jesus’ name. The disciples did not know him. [whining] “He’s not one of us, Jesus!” I hear it in that tattling kindergartner tone of voice. “But Jesus!!!”

But Jesus is teaching us to know who are friends are! If they are for us, they are not against us. Ancient wisdom Jesus is repeating here, in essence, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” It is as practical as history can show, repeatedly. Think of it, the United States teamed up with the Soviet Union of all things, giving them food, weapons, and tanks to fight World War II with us, it showed how true this statement is. We had a common purpose, defeating the Third Reich in all its degeneracy. The first known use of the phrase dates back to the 4th Century B.C. in the Sanskrit Arthashastra. Truth is truth wherever it is found. In Latin: Amicus meus, inimicus inimici mei. Jesus’ version: Whoever is not against us is for us.

We need to know who are friends are. Jesus even taught us to love our enemies, and if we do that it is hard for us to see them as enemies any longer. Our “enemies” are really just Friends Becoming. For the last twenty years I have been very careful in how I preach. Are there differences between groups of people? Of course. But at the same time, they all, WHOEVER THEY ARE, are fellow children of God. When I speak of Jewish people, or Muslim people, or any group seen as “other” I am explicit to say “our ________ brothers and sisters.” We make the divisions. Jesus does not.

We can work with anyone who is out for our common goals and purpose. In our work with the community, in our making the world a better place, we team together. In a few weeks we will call folks to come to our church for joint service of prayer and Christian unity before the election. We have done this for three years. It is important to be reminded who holds our first allegiance, and we cannot state that in isolation. We state that in unity with our fellow Christian brothers and sisters on November 1st. Hope you will be with us in person or online.

Know who your friends are, and welcome folks who are emerging friends and making the world a better place, no matter where they come from.

Three lessons: Know who your friends are, take out the trash, and be what you are.

This next passage has caused such problems. Obvious hyperbole. Exaggeration to make a point. Anyone can see that. The mixing of the interpretation, however, is what gets us into problems. The cutting off of hands and the plucking out of eyes are not Jesus’ intention or desire. He goes to the absurd to show the absurdity of keeping problems in our lives. He wants us to get rid of the problems, not our body parts. But when he goes on to what to do with these hypothetical dismembered body parts, we suddenly tend to read this literally. Know your literature, folks! Read poetry like poetry. Read fables like fables. Read hyperbole like the exaggeration it is. And part of the problem is the evolution of language and two thousand years of the impact of Jesus’ teaching.

The problematic word here is “hell.” What we picture and what Jesus said are not the same. I can point you to many books about the concept of hell and how it has grown and expanded since Jesus first said the word he used and the word we translate as Hell. Gehenna is what Jesus said. Now his first hearers would have heard the word Gehenna and would have had an immediate image, and it was NOT a dark and smoky cavern filled with fires and lava, and punishing imps with pitchforks. Gehenna was a place, known to most who has wandered to Jerusalem at some point, which would have been a large majority if not all of his hearers.

Gehenna was the name of the trash dump of Jerusalem. It was not underground. It was not hades, hell, eternal punishment, etc. It was a specific image and one that would have been well known. And if we take hell out of this and put in what Jesus said, it makes an entirely different teaching!

If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life maimed than to have two hands and to go to Gehenna, to the trash fires that always consume the trash. And if your foot causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life lame than to have two feet and to be thrown into Gehenna. And if your eye causes you to stumble, tear it out; it is better for you to enter the kingdom of God with one eye than to have two eyes and to be thrown into Gehenna, where their worm never dies, and the fire is never quenched.

To sum it up, “Better to rid yourself of your problem and put it into the trash instead of your whole self going there!” Jesus came and enables us to be different, to take the things that are our issues, personal or social, and transform them! Jesus came to enable us to escape the status quo! He does not want us in the trash, where this world is headed. He came so we can be who God made us to be. Thanks be to God!

Three lessons: Know who your friends are, take out the trash, and be what you are.

You may have heard the phrase, attributed to Gandhi: “Be the Change you wish to see in the World.” But for us to be the Change, we have to Envision it. If we cannot see it, we cannot be it.

Close your eyes, really! Really close them up. Picture who you want to be. What do you want to look like? What character do you want to have? What difference to you want to make in this world? Can you see it? Can you picture it? What steps do you need to take to get there? What can you do to start today? In a few moments we will be embarking a young soul on this path, one barely begun, in the life-giving, life-changing waters of baptism. And when we commit to uphold her in that journey, commit yourself, too! You need not stay where you are. As Jesus taught:

For everyone will be salted with fire. Salt is good; but if salt has lost its saltiness, how can you season it? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with one another.

Salt is salt and nothing more, or less. Salt that is not longer salt is pointless. You are you, nothing more, or less. You that is not you is pointless. Don’t you forget that.

Three lessons: Know who your friends are, take the trash out, and be what you are. Amen

Year B Proper 20 WED 2021 Give Till It Hurts

 Year B Proper 20 WEDNESDAY, 22 September 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“Give Till It Hurts”

Collect: Grant us, Lord, not to be anxious about earthly things, but to love things heavenly; and even now, while we are placed among things that are passing away, to hold fast to those that shall endure; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Matthew 5:38-48

"You have heard that it was said, 'An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.' But I say to you, Do not resist an evildoer. But if anyone strikes you on the right cheek, turn the other also; and if anyone wants to sue you and take your coat, give your cloak as well; and if anyone forces you to go one mile, go also the second mile. Give to everyone who begs from you, and do not refuse anyone who wants to borrow from you. "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be children of your Father in heaven; for he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the righteous and on the unrighteous. For if you love those who love you, what reward do you have? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet only your brothers and sisters, what more are you doing than others? Do not even the Gentiles do the same? Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

This is one of the hardest teachings of Jesus. What makes it hard is the lack of conversion in our lives. We hold tight to things, in fear, that we will be “taken advantage of” or “being robbed,” or at least I feel that way at times.

Many of you know that we just got back from a long weekend in New York City, and repeatedly we were approached for change or a few dollars. I have always been warned to be wary of helping folks as there may be others watching to see where you have your money on you. I have been to cathedrals in Europe where they put up signs, “Be Wary of Pickpockets.” What they found was pickpocketing went up because people checked their wallets, even just patting a pocket, and tipped off what and where to target.

Kasey gets cold calls a few times a day for people looking for rent, bills paid, and the like. We could never give all the money that is requested. Some of the stories are heartbreaking. Most are fiction. Some weeks we get a few calls from different people with the same story, almost to the word. Bus fare to Petersburg. Sick mother in Roanoke. The specific details make it memorable. The repetition makes it obviously fraud.

When Jesus spoke to the first disciples, this type of shocking, even scandalous, generosity was a wake-up call to the ancient world. Christians converted the Roman Empire through selfless acts of Grace and profound gifts of devotion to God and neighbor. People moving into leper colonies to serve and eventually die of leprosy. To stand in the Colosseum and be slaughtered while praying for the forgiveness of the persecutors, just like Christ did on the Cross, made an impact on a cynical Empire. These folks obviously had something most Romans did not.

When the Church became the Institution that it is, we lost so much. I say this as I stand here in an air-conditioned, clean, beautiful space, being broadcast on the internet to be seen on computers and phones that cost hundreds of dollars. So often we get distracted by our opulence, confusing it with needs instead of luxuries.

I think we should live in tension. Intentional tension. That of bringing glory to God through beauty and magnificense, and following Christ by showing sacrificial love of the poor and needy. This is hard, and the discernment of what to do when is where the rub is. Jesus instructs us also in Matthew 10:16: “See, I am sending you out like sheep into the midst of wolves; so be wise as serpents and innocent as doves.”

We were in Washington Square Park, the very photogenic Victory Arch looming over us, when we were approached by a man who did not ask for money, but asked if I was a Jesus loving Christian. I said yes. He was unmasked, and getting into my personal space made it more awkward. I quickly masked. So I cut to the chase and have him move on, I said to him that I was not giving him any money before he could ask. It was easy to see the ploy he was playing. He then started screaming at me that I was no [expletive] Christian, and that I did not love [expletive] Jesus. When I read the passage of Jesus' words hit home this morning. It made me think of that interaction. How do I give? How do I show Christ’s love, even to, especially to someone yelling at me and cursing me to my face about what I hold most dear?

Pray for me, to help me find an answer to that. Especially before my next encounter. We often do not know how to respond until we hear the words coming out of our mouth. God bless him. God help him. Hurting people hurt people, and he must be scarred and hurting. God help us all live into Jesus’ words, with sincerity and truth. Amen.

Year B Proper 19 WED 2021 Follow Closely "Holy Cross Day"

 Year B Proper 19 WEDNESDAY, 15 September 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“Follow Closely” remembering Holy Cross Day

Collect: O God, because without you we are not able to please you, mercifully grant that your Holy Spirit may in all things direct and rule our hearts; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

Matthew 4:18-25

As he walked by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon, who is called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea-- for they were fishermen. And he said to them, "Follow me, and I will make you fish for people." Immediately they left their nets and followed him. As he went from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John, in the boat with their father Zebedee, mending their nets, and he called them. Immediately they left the boat and their father, and followed him. Jesus went throughout Galilee, teaching in their synagogues and proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and curing every disease and every sickness among the people. So his fame spread throughout all Syria, and they brought to him all the sick, those who were afflicted with various diseases and pains, demoniacs, epileptics, and paralytics, and he cured them. And great crowds followed him from Galilee, the Decapolis, Jerusalem, Judea, and from beyond the Jordan.

I always bring my questions to this passage.

Did they already know about Jesus? This differs from Mark so they may have.

Would I have dropped everything like they did? When I followed Christ it was as a child being reared in a Christian home, with Sunday School teachers, Youth Ministers, Choir Directors, and Pastors all modeling for me what I was saying yes to, as much as I could know.

But Jesus walks in on them at work, and calls them to abandon their trade, their family, their everything, and bet it all on an unknown. He must have been very persuasive, or highly attractive in his offer compared to what they knew and were beholden to maintain.

Jesus is very clear in his teaching later, you are expected to take up your cross and follow him. That is a one-way trip. Yesterday was Holy Cross Day, and it has been something followers of Jesus take on for a long time. Do we really know what it means?

(From Laurie Gudim, Holy Cross Day, 14 September 2021, https://www.episcopalcafe.com/holy-cross-day/)

Holy Cross Day began clear back in 335 at the dedication of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, which was built over the site in Israel upon which Saint Helena, Constantine’s mother, discovered what she believed to be the True Cross.  It is the celebration of the cross itself as the instrument of salvation.

For the first Christians, the cross was not a symbol with which one would want to be associated.  The Romans used crucifixion commonly as a means of punishing wrongdoing and insurrection, and crosses, with their gristly burdens of dead and decaying bodies, were frequently to be seen at the edges of towns.  It must have been terrifying to imagine winding up on a cross.  Why would a person want to use one as an emblem?

These days we Christians use the cross almost universally to signify who we are.  Crosses are all over the place – on the fronts of churches, on stationary, tattooed onto people’s arms or legs, worn as jewelry.  Priests make the sign of the cross when they bless people.  Our foreheads are marked with the cross when we are baptized or anointed.

We probably would not wear a hangman’s noose or an electric chair necklace, but we put on a cross easily and readily. When I put on my vestments, kissing my stole is part of the dressing. “Take my yoke upon you and learn from me.” The stole is my yoke. Thanks be to God. I kiss my cross. “May I never boast of anything except the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.” Galatians 6:14

We need to always be careful of who we follow. We all can think of cautionary tales, Hitler, Spartacus, or like Jim Jones in San Francisco and down in Guayana, etc. Who we follow determines so many of the choices we will make, right or wrong.

I hope today you will choose to follow closely the one who calls us all. There is no greater choice in this world, or the world to come. Amen.

Year B Proper 19 2021 You Remind Me of Someone

 Year B Proper 19, 12 September 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“You Remind Me of Someone”

Collect: O God, because without you we are not able to please you, mercifully grant that your Holy Spirit may in all things direct and rule our hearts; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

Wisdom 7:26–8:1

For wisdom is a reflection of eternal light,

a spotless mirror of the working of God,

and an image of his goodness.

Although she is but one, she can do all things,

and while remaining in herself, she renews all things;

in every generation she passes into holy souls

and makes them friends of God, and prophets;

for God loves nothing so much as the person who lives with wisdom.

She is more beautiful than the sun,

and excels every constellation of the stars.

Compared with the light she is found to be superior,

for it is succeeded by the night,

but against wisdom evil does not prevail.

She reaches mightily from one end of the earth to the other,

and she orders all things well.

Mark 8:27-38

Jesus went on with his disciples to the villages of Caesarea Philippi; and on the way he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that I am?” And they answered him, “John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; and still others, one of the prophets.” He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered him, “You are the Messiah.” And he sternly ordered them not to tell anyone about him.

Then he began to teach them that the Son of Man must undergo great suffering, and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes, and be killed, and after three days rise again. He said all this quite openly. And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him. But turning and looking at his disciples, he rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan! For you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.”

He called the crowd with his disciples, and said to them, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake, and for the sake of the gospel, will save it. For what will it profit them to gain the whole world and forfeit their life? Indeed, what can they give in return for their life? Those who are ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of them the Son of Man will also be ashamed when he comes in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.”

Jesus asks about what people are saying. He was getting a gauge on the rumors floating. He was doing amazing, remarkable things. And he wanted to know where people were compartmentalizing what was taking place.

“Who do people say that I am?” 

And they answered him, “John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; and still others, one of the prophets.” 

He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” 

Peter answered him, “You are the Messiah.” And he sternly ordered them not to tell anyone about him.

There are times and places when we resemble someone. People can project onto us all sorts of things that are untrue or unreal. Somewhere deep down, a trigger gets pulled and then who knows what will come out? 

Jesus got John the Baptizer who had just been martyred for the Truth. Jesus got Elijah, mighty prophet of God, who had worked miracles and called down justice from the heavens. Some people were claiming him a prophet in his own right.  But then Peter has the strength of character to name the thing that they all were thinking. The thing that they had been awaiting for generation upon generation. “You are the Messiah.” God’s Anointed and Chosen One. He said it, and once it was out there it cannot be taken back.

Jesus ordered silence, Mark’s repeated Messianic Secret. The Gospel of Mark never makes clear why Jesus maintains this. Most think so that the process can be complete and he is not sidetracked by hero worship. He was not aiming for a political Israel, his eyes were set and his end goal was establishing the Kingdom of God, here on earth and continuing forever in Heaven.

Jesus was who he was. Though people were projecting onto him, soon they would see him for who he was.

The world would be a better place if people saw us for who we are. That is a rare and unique thing. 

I do not know why, but often people say to me that I look like someone. I never know who they are speaking of, but I try to be polite. I sometimes, not so much recently but ten years ago, was accused of looking like Garrison Keillor, host of A Prairie Home Companion. The storyteller in me appreciates that. If someone is not so nice, they say I look like Peter Griffin on the cartoon Family Guy. I can honestly say that I have never seen an episode, but from the advertisements I have seen it is not the most flattering.

But I love how I can see the similarities in folks who have been together a long, long time. Their mannerisms, if not their looks, begin to repeat. They cannot help it. As Bernard of Clairvaux put it, “What we love we shall grow to resemble.”

As we grow into our fullness in Christ, we reflect the Son, and the Son reflects the Father. The transitive axiom of equality fits here. A=B, and B=C, therefore A=C.

We are called to have faith like a child, but also to come to maturity in Christ. We say that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of Wisdom. And a healthy respect and sense of awe is a great starting point, but God does not wish for sniveling sycophants. That is what the Monty Python boys mocked whenever they portrayed people of faith. 

God wants us to come to our faith like responsible participants, co-creators in the Kingdom of God, the Beloved Community of all God’s Children. And the only way we can do that is to begin the long and arduous process of becoming like God, full of Wisdom and Truth.

From our reading in Wisdom today: 

Wisdom is a reflection of eternal light,

a spotless mirror of the working of God,

and an image of his goodness.

...God loves nothing so much as the person who lives with wisdom. 

[From our Wisdom reading]

Friends, knowing who we are and what we choose to be like is a lifelong task. Thomas Merton, whose wonderful prayer I recently shared, says this: “Therefore there is only one problem on which all my existence, my peace and my happiness depend: to discover myself in discovering God.”

We move into the depths of our spirituality, yes, so we can be like Jesus. Loving, giving, Christlike. Yes! But think on this. Jesus was who he was, and maybe that is the call of God on each and every one of us.  Perhaps the greatest way we can say thank you to God is to be who God made us to be. Exactly that. No more. No less. He wants me to be who he made me to be. He wants you to be who he made you to be. As they said in the 1970s, “God don’t make no junk.”

You are not the prototype, the beta version, or the mock-up. You are the only you who ever was and ever will be. God made you for a purpose and a role. You hold the key to a lock that only you can open. It may be revelatory to your family, this town, this country, or the world. But finding who we are in Christ is the Wisdom we seek. It is the chance of a lifetime, it is the final piece of the puzzle.

When we settle the into that idea, it appears selfish and egocentric from the outside. But you are the best gift that you can give to the world. You were made to be here, now, and only you can play that role. “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players” (Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act 2, Scene 7) This play we find ourselves in is incomplete without you playing your part.

For us to follow wisdom, it is that long obedience in the same direction. 

in every generation [Wisdom] passes into holy souls

and makes them friends of God, and prophets;

for God loves nothing so much as the person who lives with wisdom.

“What we love we shall grow to resemble.” ― Bernard of Clairvaux

I agree. When need to love God so much, that people thank God and think of God when they see us. We need to love Christ so much, that people think we are a little Christ, for that is what the word Christian means. We need to love ourself enough to put away the distractions and impediments of being our best, our truest selves. May each and every one of us praise God with our lives, and when people think of us may they say, “They were One of Kind.”

With all the remembrances for the 20th Anniversary of the 9/11 Attacks, I am sure you have heard the many stories, some familiar, some not. I will always remember that day. I was serving at a church just a mile and change from the Pentagon as the Associate Pastor, and I was also an interim head of our daycare for 200 children. The anxiety of that day is still palpable, and thankfully we lost no parents.

I heard a story that still resonates, that of Welles Crowther, also known as the Man in the Red Bandana in the South Tower. I listened to an interview with his mother, and she talked about how he had always told her that he was going to be a part of something big, he just knew it. And when the day arrived, he was ready.

From his Wikipedia article:

On September 11, 2001, nine minutes after United Airlines Flight 175 struck the South Tower between floors 77 and 85 at 9:03 a.m., Crowther called his mother from his office at 9:12 a.m., leaving the message, "Mom, this is Welles. I wanted you to know that I'm OK." Crowther made his way to the 78th-floor sky lobby, where he encountered a group of survivors, including a badly burned Ling Young, who worked on the 86th floor in New York's Department of Taxation and Finance. Young had been one of about 200 people waiting at a bank of elevators to evacuate when the plane hit the tower and was one of the few survivors. Crowther, carrying a young woman on his back, directed them to the one working stairway. The survivors followed him 17 floors down, where he dropped off the woman he was carrying before heading back upstairs to assist others. By the time he returned to the 78th floor, he had a bandana around his nose and mouth to protect him from smoke and haze. He found another group of survivors, which included AON Corp. employee Judy Wein, who worked on the 103rd floor and was in pain from a broken arm, cracked ribs and a punctured lung. According to Wein, Crowther assisted in putting out fires and administering first aid. He then announced to that group, "Everyone who can stand, stand now. If you can help others, do so." He directed this group downstairs as well. As occupants of the Tower headed for the street, Crowther returned up the stairs to help others. He was last seen doing so with members of the FDNY before the South Tower collapsed at 9:59 a.m.

Crowther's body was found in March 2002, alongside several firefighters and emergency workers bunched in a suspected command post in the South Tower lobby. The New York medical examiner's office said his body was found intact, with no signs of burns, and that authorities speculated that he was aiding the rescue effort as a civilian usher when the building collapsed. Crowther's family was unaware of the details of his activities between his last phone call to his mother and his death, until Allison Crowther read Judy Wein's firsthand account in The New York Times of being saved by a man in a red bandana, which led to Allison meeting with the people Welles had saved, including Wein and Young. They confirmed from photographs the identity of the man who aided them. A mostly completed New York City Firefighter application was discovered in his home after his death. According to survivor accounts, Crowther saved as many as 18 people following the attacks.

That red bandana had been a gift to Welles by his father on his 6th birthday. It was his hallmark all his short life. That symbol lives on to this day with a foundation named in his honor. He knew who he was. He knew what he wanted to do and who he wanted to be. He was working in high level finance, but deep down he knew who he was. He gave that gift back to the world. With the exception of more time, what parent could ask for more? What better way to bring glory to God? 

The world would be a better place if people saw us for who we are. But first, we find who we are in God and who God made us to be, and give back that gift each and every chance we get. That is true Wisdom.  

Wisdom is a reflection of eternal light,

a spotless mirror of the working of God,

and an image of his goodness.

...God loves nothing so much as the person who lives with wisdom. 

Amen

Year B Proper 18 WED 2021 Anxious

 Year B Proper 18 WEDNESDAY, 8 September 2021

St. James the Less Episcopal, Ashland, VA

“Anxious”

Collect: Grant us, O Lord, to trust in you with all our hearts; for, as you always resist the proud who confide in their own strength, so you never forsake those who make their boast of your mercy; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

Philippians 2:1-11

If then there is any encouragement in Christ, any consolation from love, any sharing in the Spirit, any compassion and sympathy, make my joy complete: be of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility regard others as better than yourselves. Let each of you look not to your own interests, but to the interests of others. Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death-- even death on a cross. Therefore God also highly exalted him and gave him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bend, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

Matthew 2:1-12

In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise men from the East came to Jerusalem, asking, "Where is the child who has been born king of the Jews? For we observed his star at its rising, and have come to pay him homage." When King Herod heard this, he was frightened, and all Jerusalem with him; and calling together all the chief priests and scribes of the people, he inquired of them where the Messiah was to be born. They told him, "In Bethlehem of Judea; for so it has been written by the prophet: 'And you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for from you shall come a ruler who is to shepherd my people Israel.'" Then Herod secretly called for the wise men and learned from them the exact time when the star had appeared. Then he sent them to Bethlehem, saying, "Go and search diligently for the child; and when you have found him, bring me word so that I may also go and pay him homage." When they had heard the king, they set out; and there, ahead of them, went the star that they had seen at its rising, until it stopped over the place where the child was. When they saw that the star had stopped, they were overwhelmed with joy. On entering the house, they saw the child with Mary his mother; and they knelt down and paid him homage. Then, opening their treasure chests, they offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they left for their own country by another road.

There are a lot of things that tie our faith to the Wisdom traditions and faiths from around the world. How do we live a good life? How do we interact and care for our neighbor? How do we face the certainty of death?

There are some things, however, that make our faith unique. The idea of the Incarnation is one of the key things. Now Hinduism has repeated visions of avatars, gods taking the form of creature or human, but the idea that God became human and lived a whole and full life is peculiar and singular.

Chew on this today. St. Paul writes: 

“Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death-- even death on a cross.” 

Yesterday was the first day of school, and there were many an anxious night before the first day. Students, teachers, anyone kicking things off. I remember well. Beginnings are fragile times. But think of what it must have been like for the Almighty to become fragile and weak, dependent on another for all of his needs. Think of teething. Think of skinning his knees. Think of all the pains, and heartaches, and simple joys of existence. He was not outside looking in. He was in-carnate. In-the-flesh. He was participatory in the Human Dilemma.

In Quantum Mechanics, there is a thing called the Observer Effect. By viewing we affect the results. But stepping into the experiment, we affect it even more. Jesus changed everything, simply by being in the game. The Incarnation is the miracle of our faith.

Think on this. If Jesus is truly who we say him to be, is the Resurrection a surprise? Could God not be God? Could the Source of Life stay dead? The person who was Jesus we say was fully human and fully divine.

        Fully Human     Fully Divine           Fully Both

I talked about the feeling of vulnerability in the incarnation, the birth of Emmanuel, God-with-Us. But think on Jesus in the Garden. Think of the Almighty pondering death. Choosing it. Praying for another way, but knowing that it had to be. 

And that my friends is how he can love us so much as we are. His Grace is insurmountable. It always wins because he walked a mile in our shoes. He tried on a human suit, from beginning to its inevitable end, and lived a life like each and every one of us.

The uniqueness of our faith is that God “being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death-...”

When you worry and doubt, when you are up in the middle of the night toiling over anxious prayers, know this. God knows. God has been there. God understands. And God loves you just as you are.

In that I find my hope. Amen.