What to Expect

PROPERS:          PROPER 28, YEAR C  

TEXT:                 LUKE 21:5-19; ISAIAH 65:17-25

PREACHED AT HOLY TRINITY, PENSACOLA, ON SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 17, 2019.

ONE SENTENCE:        The “Day of the Lord’ is likely to be highly                                                         individualistic, and is to be anticipated and not dreaded.      

                                    

            During my high school days, I worked at a local drug store in downtown Meridian – Post Office Drugs.  In one corner of the front section of that store, there were several racks of paper back books.  They were for sale at a cost of 75 cents each.

            The owner of the store, Mr. Hammill, told me that I could borrow any book that interested me, and that I need only return it when I had finished it.

            There was one book, I remember, that fascinated me.  It was “The Late, Great Planet Earth” by writer Hal Lindsey.  It had one particularly vivid scene, I recall, that included a massive earthquake striking California late one afternoon.  The next morning, it was discovered that the bulk of California had fallen off into the Pacific Ocean.

            It was my introduction to apocalyptic literature.  Much later, I learned that Hal Lindsey was a leader of the apocalyptic visionaries of the 1960s.

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            It seems that ever since Jesus walked this earth there have been recurrent apocalyptic movements.  They have typically not ended well.

            Let me define what I am talking about.  Apocalypse means “hidden things uncovered.”  But in its popular use, it refers to the “end times”, and the various visions of that epoch.

            People have sought to interpret the Book of Revelation in various ways, to discern insights into the moment when the end will come.  Likewise, many folks have read into the words of Jesus – for example, in today’s gospel lesson – hints of his return. That has led to many contorted theories – drawing on broad interpretations of single passages.

            Various times in history have given rise to mass expectations of the end times.  Apocalyptic expectation was rampant in the time of Jesus – and many of his followers expected his imminent return after his resurrection. Paul addresses those expectations in his letters.

            The Essenes, to whom I referred in my last sermon, had a cloistered community on the shores of the Dead Sea.  They anticipated the coming end and wrote about it in the scroll The War of the Sons of Light Against the Sons of Darkness.  That scroll is now held in the Israeli Museum in Jerusalem.

            Apocalyptic expectations also peaked during the time of the Black Death, the Bubonic Plague.  The same expectations have arisen around the years 1000 and 2000 – with proponents thinking those dates are indicative of end times.

            The Six Day War between Israel and its Arab neighbors raised the expectations of many.  Televangelists John Hagee and Pat Robertson have promoted the theory that the end times will come in some manner associated with the victory of Israel over the forces of evil.

            Of course, you have folks like Jim Jones and his Jonestown followers that expected some sort of apocalypse, and the Branch Davidians and their leader David Koresh, who had the same expectations.

            Through that mix, add the various popular literature, like the Left Behind books, and you can see how the expectations have become popularized.

            There are all sorts of terms that are used to describe various approaches to the apocalypse.  Dispensationalism. Premillinianism.  Postmillianianism. Amillinianism. Take your pick.

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            Let me separate the wheat from the chaff.

            Jesus, in the gospel today, is talking about things to come in the near future.  The rebellion against Rome. The crushing defeat and destruction of the city of Jerusalem.  The fall of the sacred Temple. The persecution of his followers.  All of that was within his ability to envision.

            Many make these and other words more than they need to be.

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            Let me share two thoughts with you to illustrate what I am saying.

            When I was working as a curate at Trinity Church, Pass Christian, Mississippi, I was making my rounds at a local hospital.  I checked on one patient, and her room was empty.

            I went to the nurse’s station and asked, “Where is Mrs. Norris?”  The nurse told me, “She went home.”

            Soon I drove down to Trinity Church and walked in the office.  My supervisor was the rector, the Reverend Bronson Bryant, who is a dear friend to this day.  I told Bronson I had been by the hospital and that Mrs. Norris had gone home.

            “Oh, yes, she did!  All the way home!”  Meaning, of course, that she had died.

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            The second story is a bit of a personal confession.  I have shared with you the various eye-glazing terms that are used to describe philosophies of the apocalypse.

            I place myself and my understanding in a different school of thought – and it is that school of thought which informs my theology.  It is known as realized eschatology.  In other words, the Kingdom of God came in the life and person of Jesus and that his reign has continued since that time.  We glimpse it here and there, now and again – sometimes more fully than others.  But it is here.  We recognize that we are helpless to interpret things that we cannot know.

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            Each of us will be like Mrs. Norris – we will meet our end time and go home.  That is inevitable. We need not anticipate it with fear and trembling, or with visions of planes falling from the air.  

            The prophet Isaiah wrote of it so well 2,500 years ago, and we read his words as the first lesson today.

            Hear them again:

For I am about to create new heavens
and a new earth; 

the former things shall not be remembered
or come to mind. 

But be glad and rejoice forever
in what I am creating; 

for I am about to create Jerusalem as a joy, and its people as a delight.

I will rejoice in Jerusalem,
and delight in my people; 

no more shall the sound of weeping be heard in it,
or the cry of distress.

Before they call I will answer,
while they are yet speaking I will hear. 

The wolf and the lamb shall feed together,
the lion shall eat straw like the ox; 
but the serpent-- its food shall be dust!

They shall not hurt or destroy
on all my holy mountain, says the Lord.

Making Hard Choices

PROPERS:          PROPER 27, YEAR C  

TEXT:                 LUKE 20:27-38

PREACHED AT HOLY TRINITY, PENSACOLA, ON SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 10, 2019.

ONE SENTENCE:        The best guidepost for making important ethical                                                  decisions is to rely on the principles and grace, mercy, and concern for the other.

                                    

            The gospel lesson today tells us about Jesus’ conversation with the Sadducees.  I suspect there was not a whole lot of good will in their approach to the young rabbi.

            The Sadducees were one of the main parties among the Jews of that day.  There were the Sadducees, the Pharisees, the Zealots, and the Essenes.

            I refer to the Pharisees as the lawyers of that day, and much like Episcopalians.  They were middle-class and comprised much of the mainline leadership of Judaism of that day. They embraced many of the sacred writings, including the prophets.

            The Zealots were the ones who sought the overthrow – violent or otherwise – of the Roman oppressors.  They were the ones which lit the fires of rebellion against Rome some 40 years after Jesus’ crucifixion, leading to the disastrous conquest of Judea, the destruction of the Temple and city of Jerusalem.  They were the ones which held out against the Romans in the desert fortress of Masada, until they all committed suicide before they could be captured by the Romans.

            The Essenes lived a solitary life away from other Jews.  They considered Jerusalem – some 30 miles to the west – a profaned city. They had a small community in which they lived, in the Dead Sea Valley, named Qumran.  There, the studied and wrote apocalyptic literature.  It was the Essenes who wrote the Dead Sea Scrolls.

            But the Sadducees were a whole different kettle of fish.  They were largely wealthy and well-connected.  They were connected to the Roman authorities.  They were very conservative – accepting only the Torah, the first five books of the Bible, as legitimate.  And they did not believe in the resurrection from the dead. (One way to remember that little tidbit is the saying, “They were sad-you-see because they did not believe in the resurrection.”)

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            So, that was the setting of the conversation between Jesus and the Sadducees.  The group concocted a complex scenario – what they believed to be a Gordian Knot – to challenge Jesus’ understanding of the resurrection.

            The challenge they posed was this: A woman marries a man, but he dies.  According to the Law, she is to marry his brother.  This continues as all seven brothers die – leaving no heir.  The woman marries each brother.  Whose wife will she be in the days after the resurrection?

            Jesus recognizes the trap and shares a different vision of the Kingdom to come – one that is not limited by the Law and the Sadducees’ limited understanding.

            The question is so indicative of life.  Jesus’ response is indicative of his approach.

            Where does that leave us?

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            My ethics professor in seminary was a brilliant, fiery, former Roman Catholic priest.  He taught us that we would face many complexities in the ordained ministry.  Many of those complexities would resist easy answers.  We could not give some simple, rote answer to such ambiguous challenges.

            Those ambiguities call us to go deep, to analyze possible responses and to examine motivations behind those possible responses.  He helped us build our own critical reasoning for dealing with such complexities.

            What is the good we are seeking to do? What are the overriding or even competing virtues behind our responses.  How do we arrive at the best possible solution, or maybe the least bad solution?  Sometimes there will not be a good solution, but one with what we may call a tragic remainder.  Those situations come when we analyze and reflect on our choices, and choose the one which perhaps damages, but maybe does the least damage of the available options.

            Let me be clear:  I am not talking about situational ethics.

            I am not talking about, for example, the decision process in the movie MASH.  In it, Major Frank Burns finds an attraction to Major Margaret Houlihan – and they find they are mutually attracted.  Even though they are both married, in the field they see that mutual attraction as God’s will.  Just before they consummate their relationship, they utter “God’s will be done!”

            To say they had not reflected on the course of action and had not analyzed their choices according to virtues and goods is a monumental understatement.

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            As you go through life, you will likely face complex situations.  You are forced to make a choice.

            There are those people who, like the Sadducees, who think they have the answer for all circumstances.  Such answers, in very complex situations, have a one size fits all approach.  You will know those situations when they arise, or you may already have known some.  You are torn between possible responses, and the facile solution does not account for all the considerations.

            We face those situations in matters of life and death, issues of family relations, and choices about vocation or location.  You can name you own.

            But in those moments of what I call raging ambivalence, you are called not to respond superficially or impulsively.  You are called to go into the deep – analyze your motivations, name what is the best course, and give your choice over to God.

            Thankfully, in some cases the course is readily apparent.  But in others you are to be guided by those God-given instincts which reflect holy love, giving of self, grace, and mercy.

            As the liturgy says, on these hang all the Law and the prophets.

Sacraments Pointing Elsewhere

PROPERS:         BURIAL OF THE DEAD, RITE 2

TEXT:                 ROMANS 8:14-19,34-35,37-39

PREACHED AT THE MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR BARBARA TODD SIMARD AT ST. JAMES’ CHURCH, JACKSON, ON SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 9, 2019.

ONE SENTENCE:        We are reminded of the sacramental nature of existence                                       in the life of Barbara Simard.   

                                    

            We gather here today, as friends and family, to remember – to memorialize – a remarkable friend and family member.

            Barbara Todd Simard was not one to be contained by the boundaries of her native state.  Although she was reared in a remarkable family with three amazing siblings, the gifts with which she was blessed beckoned her elsewhere.

            Her parents were ahead of their times.  They inculcated into Barbara a love… a passion… for music that was with her throughout her life.  Her prodigious abilities as a flautist were recognized beginning in high school.  She received more and more encouragement at each step.

            Her journey led her north, to Oberlin Music Conservatory – no small step for a girl from Newton County, Mississippi.  Even there, her passion was undiminished and she traveled to Quebec, where she shared the wealth of her talents.  Her lack of knowledge of French was no impediment and it became not her second, but her first language.

            It was in that French Canadian city that she found the love of her life, Jacques.  And in that union of lives, she cherished and treasured his three children.  All of this points toward the fullness of life she had found.

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            I suspect all of us here love music.  Some folks’ taste may tend toward Rock and Roll, Country, Folk, Bluegrass or some other genre.  Barbara’s, of course, was Classical – and her abilities as a musician were prodigious.

            Even though our individual tastes may differ from others, I suspect we all have known the experience of being transformed by music.  The pieces of music we love take us to places we would never go otherwise.  Those transcendent experiences of being touched deeply and profoundly point us toward something beyond ourselves.

            Those experiences – those tunes – may change over the years.  I can look back on my days in high school and recall the incredible freedom I felt with Steppenwolf’s tune, Born to be Wild.  Not something befitting an adult or a man of the cloth.

            But as I have grown older – and hopefully matured – I have been touched by different music at various stages of life.  Now, I find beauty and emotion in hymns such as They Cast Their Nets in Galilee, written, I might add, by a Mississippian, William Alexander Percy.

            Most recently, I have been moved by the Pastoral portion of Handel’s Messiah.  I have found myself thinking, this must be what heaven sounds like.

            The point is this:  Music points us to something deeper; something much more profound.  In fact, it is something which is sacramental – an outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace. The very definition of sacrament.

            If Barbara was here bodily with us, I suspect she would agree with that assessment.  Music is sacramental – it takes us from the mundane, transforms our reality, and points us toward something which is much greater than we know in this limited world.  We are transported to a place of beauty, a place beyond the limits of human finitude. 

            We do that, too, as we sing together, and as we gather together around this holy table. It points us to something beyond this meager meal of bread and wine.  It points us toward the reality that Barbara now knows fully – a reality that we can only intuit in the silences and phrases of the prayers we offer.

            We encounter here the ultimate mystery – that which theologian Paul Tillich called the ultimate concern.  Another Paul, the Apostle Paul, described that mystery in the 8^th Chapter of his Letter to the Romans.  It is, perhaps, the high point of the New Testament.  Hear his words again:

I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory about to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the children of God.

Who is to condemn? It is Christ Jesus, who died, yes, who was raised, who is at the right hand of God, who indeed intercedes for us. Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will hardship, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

            In other words, this life in which we live – and the life which Barbara lived – is the here and now, but it points to a reality beyond itself.

            Other than the obligatory, each of us is here because of our relationship with Barbara and our relationship with life.  We sense in her and in this world something that is beyond. We sense it in the beauty of music, in the grace of relationships, in the gentle touch of those we love, in the power of forgiveness, and yes, even in the grief of standing here memorializing one who was so dear. We come to know that there is nothing that can separate us from the essence of life.

            `The challenge for us is to find the meaning – the nugget of gold, the polished diamond – amidst the cacophony of everyday existence.  Barbara… music… the grace of prayers… the stillness of silence… those who we know and treasure… point to the ultimate reality for which we all yearn. They point the way.  They beckon to us.

            Let us heed their call.

Unloading Burdens to Give

PROPERS:          PROPER 25, YEAR C  

TEXT:                 LUKE 18:9-14

PREACHED AT HOLY TRINITY, PENSACOLA, ON SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 2019.

ONE SENTENCE:        Shedding burdens is an integral step in the practice of                                         giving.        

                                    

            Years ago, when I was first out of seminary, I was serving a small congregation on the Mississippi Gulf Coast.  The congregation was much smaller than Holy Trinity is today.

            I was invited to offer the invocation at a luncheon meeting of economic development representatives from across Mississippi.  There were probably 100 people in attendance.

            The speaker at that luncheon was Steve Forbes, publisher of Forbes Magazine, and son of the late billionaire, Malcolm Forbes.  As it turned out, Steve and I were seated next to each other at the head table. Steve and his father were noted for their yacht, which was named Capitalist Tool.

            He and I had a pleasant visit during lunch, he gave a very good speech, and we went our separate ways. I gave it no further thought.

            A couple of weeks later, I was working in my church office alone.  Due to security concerns, I kept the outer door locked.

            I heard a knock on the door and went to open it.  It was a UPS deliveryman with a package for me.  After I signed for it and took it back into my office, I noticed it was addressed to me, with a return address from Forbes Magazine.

            I opened the package and inside was a note from Steve and a tie… with a pattern of the words, Capitalist Tool.  I chuckled, and thought about the gift.

            A few days later, I told my secretary that I had an idea:  I would write Steve a thank-you note and tell him that he obviously had misunderstood me.  What I had asked for was a tithe.

            I never wrote that note.

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            Today’s gospel is auspiciously timed – right in the middle of what most churches observe as stewardship season.

            Jesus describes two people going to the Temple in Jerusalem – one a highly-respected religious leader, a Pharisee, and one a despised sinner, a tax collector.

            You know the story.  It is very familiar.  The Pharisee ostentatiously beats his chest, proclaiming for all to see that he – unlike this tax collector – is righteous and follows the jot and tittle of the Mosaic Law.  His purposes are to proclaim his own righteousness in a very public way and, using today’s terminology, to cast shade on the tax collector.

            But the tax collector – a despised person among the Jews – stood off to the side and begged God: “Be merciful to me, a sinner.”

            Jesus proclaims that the tax collector, rather than the pious Pharisee, stood justified before God.

            So often, this story is conflated in our minds with a similar passage, the Widow’s Mite, the story of the rich man who gave generously to the Temple treasury, and the poor widow, who gives only two small copper coins.  Jesus proclaims that the woman – and her meager offering – are much greater than the rich man’s gifts, because she gave out of her poverty.

            Today’s passage is, indeed, about that selfless, humble giving.  And it is about so much more.

            Hear the opening words of this passage again: “Jesus told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous and regarded others with contempt…”

            The challenge Jesus lays before us is that we should not rely on our own righteousness, and that we should be humble in all that we do.

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            There is another story from scripture which illustrates this point well.  It is the story I grew up calling The Rich Young Ruler.  Hear it again:

¹⁷ And as he was setting out on his journey, a man ran up and knelt before him and asked him, “Good Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” ¹⁸ And Jesus said to him, “Why do you call me good? No one is good except God alone. ¹⁹ You know the commandments: ‘Do not murder, Do not commit adultery, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Do not defraud, Honor your father and mother.’” ²⁰ And he said to him, “Teacher, all these I have kept from my youth.” ²¹ And Jesus, looking at him, loved him, and said to him, “You lack one thing: go, sell all that you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.” ²² Disheartened by the saying, he went away sorrowful, for he had great possessions.

²³ And Jesus looked around and said to his disciples, “How difficult it will be for those who have wealth to enter the kingdom of God!” ²⁴ And the disciples were amazed at his words. But Jesus said to them again, “Children, how difficult it is^[a]to enter the kingdom of God! ²⁵ It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich person to enter the kingdom of God.” ²⁶ And they were exceedingly astonished, and said to him,^[b] “Then who can be saved?” ²⁷ Jesus looked at them and said, “With man it is impossible, but not with God. For all things are possible with God.” (Mark 10:17-27)

            We tend to think we know this passage well.  If we take it literally, we see the tremendous difficulty associated with a person “of means” entering the Kingdom of God.  There would have to be some sort of intervention.

            But there is an ancient interpretation of this passage, dating back to at least the ninth century.  That interpretation shed some significant light on this passage – and has a strong resonance with the Gospel lesson today.

            Jerusalem, of course, was – and is – a walled, fortified city.  It was built that way to protect against invaders.  There were several gates in the city walls, which allowed travelers to enter.  At night, those gates would be closed, to secure the walled city.

            But… but… so the interpretation goes, at least one of the massive gates had a small, narrow door which could be opened for those wishing to enter the city at night.  That small door was called the eye of the needle.

            It seems that in order for a camel to enter that narrow door, all its burdens had to be taken off its back.  Only when all the burdens were removed could the camel come through the narrow door.

            The same is true for us. That is what the gospel lesson today is saying to us.  When we approach this altar, when we say our prayers, when we listen to someone else’s stories, when we reach out to connect with another person – we are to set aside our burdens, our cares, our presumptions about ourselves, our pride – and become vulnerable as humble Children of God.

            When you offer your gifts – whatever they may be – with such a sense of reliance on the grace and mercy of God, they are like a fragrant offering to the Holy One.

Superficial Divisions

PROPERS:          PROPER 23, YEAR C  

TEXT:                 LUKE 17:11-19

PREACHED AT HOLY TRINITY, PENSACOLA, ON SUNDAY, OCTOBER 13, 2019.

ONE SENTENCE:        Many of our “enemies” are not our enemies, but                                                 individuals with whom we share much.

                                    

            The gospel lesson today is a familiar one, but there is much texture and history to it.

            Jesus heals 10 lepers and sends them to the priests to show their healings and, one presumes, to have their ritual purity proclaimed.

            Only one of the lepers returns to Jesus to give thanks.  Jesus notes, that lone returning leper was a Samaritan.

            Therein lies the texture and history.

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            Luke likes to focus on Samaritans.  There is a reason.

            A more familiar story is Jesus’ parable of the Good Samaritan in Luke, chapter 10. In that parable, a man is stripped, beaten, and left for dead by bandits along a road from Jerusalem to Jericho.  Various people of faith – including a priest – pass by, walking on the other side of the road.  They turn a blind eye to the wounded man.

            And then along comes a Samaritan.  The Samaritan takes the man to a roadside inn and pays to have him nursed and returned to health.

            Again, it was not a member of the covenant people – the “good people” -- who tended this victim of crime, but a Samaritan.

            Jesus poses a question:  Who was the wounded man’s neighbor?

            Jesus is turning the tables on history.

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            In the days which followed the reigns of Kings David and Solomon – a combined rule of 88 years – the United Kingdom divided.  Judea became the nation to the south, with its crown jewel of Jerusalem.  The northern part of the country became Israel, with its own kings and queens (think of Ahab and Jezebel).

            That was nearly 1,000 years before Jesus.  And the animosity between those two countries grew.

            The locus of faith for Judea was Jerusalem and the Temple located there.  For Israel, the shrine of faith was at Mt. Gerazim near Shechem – in a section of the land known as Samaria.

            The two peoples shared much – especially devotion to Torah, the law.  But they were divided by their devotion to separate holy places.

            The animosity grew – despite their shared roots.  Both lands were ultimately conquered and occupied by foreign forces – Israel first, Judea second.  But the suspicion and distrust lingered.

            Some two-hundred years before Jesus, most of the people of the area known as Galilee became Jewish.  That left Samaria pinched between two areas hostile to their existence. People traveling from Galilee to Jerusalem would frequently by-pass Samaria, even though it added miles to their journeys.  They wanted nothing to do with Samaritans – these “foreigners.”

            It was to this well-aged animus that Jesus spoke.

            He noted that the one leper who returned to give thanks was a Samaritan.  Where were the other nine?

            The irony must have struck Jesus. It must have struck his followers, as well.

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            In the two stories – the Good Samaritan and the Ten Lepers – we see two truths which should prompt us to think.

            In the Parable of the Good Samaritan, we see the Samaritan as an example of a good neighbor – someone who will care for another.  The Good Samaritan is modeling loving behavior – contrasted with the priest and the Levite. Someone who exemplifies the spirit of the Law – Remember the second part of the Summary of the Law:  “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”

            In today’s gospel, we have another dimension: a model of godly love for the Samaritan and the response from him.  God does not differentiate between a member of the covenant community and a foreigner.  In response, the Samaritan shows a heart full of gratitude for God’s movement in his life.

            So, in these two passages, Jesus shows us the breadth of God’s grace.  It typifies his mission, which is to all people.  And he tries to open the eyes of those who see the other – the foreigner, the leper, the tax collector, the sinner – as someone to be looked down on. 

            That mission takes on broader emphasis in Luke’s second volume – the Book of Acts.  In the first chapter, just before his ascension, Jesus tells his followers, “you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” We see the efforts of Paul, Peter, and others to take the gospel to the wider world.  The gospel and God’s love are for all people.

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            There is a more immediate lesson for us, though.

            There was a deep division between the Jewish people and the Samaritan people – in spite of the fact that they had common foundations, shared much in-common, and were joint heirs of God’s love.  They looked past all that and recognized, instead, their divisions. They saw each other as enemies.

            Who do you see as an enemy – even though you may share much in-common with them?

            That which separates you may be superficial – school allegiance, race, ethnic origin, political views.  Or it may be deep and broad – an approach to life, different faiths, profound beliefs or ethics.

            Ronald Reagan famously said, “The person who agrees with you 80 percent of the time is a friend and an ally.”God is even more generous than that.  We are to look at ourselves and others and see the bond of God’s love – that transcends our feeble humanity – and view one another not as enemies, but as brothers and sisters and fellow children of God.

Ougiving the Giver

PROPERS:         PROPER 22, YEAR C           

TEXT:                 LUKE: 17:5-10

PREACHED AT ST. JAMES’, FAIRHOPE, ON SUNDAY, OCTOBER 6, 2019, AT 7:30 A.M., 9:00 A.M., AND 11:00 A.M.

ONE SENTENCE:        Our striving is to no avail; it is in freedom that we find                                        joy.    

                                    

            I want to talk with you this morning about two things: An approach to life, and an approach to giving. There can be joy and freedom in both.

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            Three years ago this coming February, I retired after serving 16 years as Canon to the Ordinary in the Diocese of Mississippi.

            I did not know it then, but I had been living a heresy.  It had to do with what I was giving to the job. For those of you who care, my approach violated the 14^th of the 39 Articles of Religion found in our Book of Common Prayer.

            Now, after quietly sitting in a screened-in back porch, gazing out on the eighth fairway of Rock Creek Golf Course, I see my pride and heresy more clearly.

            For those 16 years, I had over-functioned.  I had tried to prove my worth, my value, to find esteem, and to earn God’s love by giving all that I had to the job.  I traveled.  I met with Vestries.  I conducted search processes.  I led mutual ministry reviews.  I met with clergy and laity. I devised and executed new programs. I sought to be indispensable.  I was trying to manufacture blessings.

            I was gripping the controls of life too tightly. I tried to give more than I was given.

            Perhaps like the servant mentioned in Jesus’ words today…

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            I was practicing works righteousness – thinking that giving relentlessly of myself would settle my accounts.  I thought I alone could make the world right and earn my blessings.

            I was wrong. No matter what I might tell myself, I could not make myself independent. I could not put myself in the place of God.  And I could go beyond what God had given me.  

            I could strive and strive, but I could not become self-sufficient. I could not outgive the giver of all things.  Jesus makes that clear in the gospel lesson today: “So you also, when you have done all that you were ordered to do, say, `We are worthless slaves; we have done only what we ought to have done!'"

            Like you, I suspect, I do not want to be considered a “worthless slave”.  We want to be fiercely independent.  But, we need to be mindful of that theological truth of our giftedness as we approach our discernment of the question: What percentage of my income is God calling me to give?  We cannot become self-blessers – no matter how hard we try; no matter how hard we grip the controls.

            The answer is this:  We can recognize our blessings, our abundance.  We can give generously out of thanksgiving and joy – both in exercising our vocations and in offering our gifts.

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            I believe there is a direct correlation with our Christian giving.  We stress ourselves over our level of giving.  There is a temptation to feel we have made ourselves and that we owe no one anything. As a result, we blanch from examining the issue of giving, from talking openly about it, and in having direct focus on the subject.

            We should be aware, though, that it is in reflection, open conversation, and self-examination that we find freedom from old taboos and guilt.

            That is precisely what I am encouraging today.  Thoughtful, prayerful reflection on the source of our blessings and giving from those blessings.  By virtue of doing that, I am saying you can find joy and freedom.

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            I have referred to gripping the controls. I am reminded of a lesson a friend, who is a pilot, has told me.  If a pilot grips the controls of a plane tightly, the movement of the aircraft will be sudden, stiff and erratic. But if the pilot grips the controls lightly, the plane’s motions will be more smooth and fluid.

            An example: In cinematic depictions of Neil Armstrong’s descent to the moon’s surface in Apollo 11, you see him gingerly nudging the controls of the lunar module, delicately guiding his fragile craft in its final moments.  The results stopped the world.

            Our approach to life and its challenges can make a huge difference. Tight versus loose. Stress versus freedom.  Joy versus requirement. Giving freely versus giving under duress.

            The answer is to be loose… to recognize the blessings… to recognize we are not on our own… to act out of joy… to act out of freedom.  Both the giver and the gift are transformed. And recognize, as Jesus inferred, no matter what you, you cannot outgive the giver.

            I hope that frees you.  It should disclose to you that life – all aspects of it – is a gift. You are not owned or controlled by your possessions.  They are gifts.

            You are released from negative voices of past experiences. You are free.

            Freedom from compulsions – and recognizing my true abundance – helped me find joy. 

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            Like many of you, I have touched the various stages of giving – giving out of requirement, giving out of obligation, giving to a budget, giving as a “dues payer”. But then I learned giving as a percentage of income, and then, finally, giving out of joy. Bit-by-bit, step-by-step. I took free steps in giving.

            It did not happen overnight. Over time, I shed those voices of shame and judgement. I recognized that the wolf was not at the door.  The provisions with which I was blessed came not from being a self-made man, but from God. My life, my being, my family, my vocation, my world were all gracious gifts from God.  And out of that sense of givenness came a desire to give back a portion of those blessings.

            It was at that point that giving moved from being an obligation to being a joy.

            I cannot tell you where that point will be for you.  It is a very personal point. You alone can name that time.  You will make that decision.

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            I know of some wonderful stories of how lives have been transformed by recognizing the grace of God in people’s lives.  Some are like Osceola McCarty, a housekeeper at the University of Southern Mississippi.  She retired after earning a meager wage for many years, and she left a charitable gift of $250,000. She had what she needed.  She gave from her sense of abundance.

            Or there is the seminary professor, whose privacy I will respect.  Having been so profoundly moved by her relationship with God, she lives a reverse tithe: Living on 10 percent of her income while giving 90 percent away. She has been blessed and transformed; she now blesses and transforms others.

            Neither of these people give out of compulsion.  Nor are they controlled by their possessions.  They are freed and they give out of joy and gratitude.

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            I am told that in some areas of the country there is a season called fall (maybe we will encounter it at some point).  During that season, the trees take on remarkable colors, and then let go of their leaves.  They release their burdens.

            And in a few months, they find new life.  I hope you can find the same.