Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Through Stained Glass: Advent--come

Over the years the church (universal! not local!) has gotten a bad rap.

Honestly, most of the time it deserved it.

But, and this is coming from someone who had one of those bad experiences with a church, don’t let 1 bad experience ruin church for you.

Here’s the deal—the church as wonderful as it is—is still a community of people, who, are you ready for thisare HUMAN like you and me.

The church will mess up. There is no getting around that. The church has, is, and will probably let you down at some point. Unfortunately, this is the very real possibility when living with other people.

Why then would someone, say a pastor, commit their life to serving God through God’s church?

Here is why there is hope in the church because as broken as the church is, it is also quite beautiful—like a mosaic. And it is beautiful because you are beautiful. Your story is one the church, the community of faith, needs in order to be that city on the hill scripture invites us to be.

This is why I love God—this is why I can’t give up on my faith:  God didn’t give up on humanity and God will never give up on humanity.

Plus—how did God come to us?

In a child—a human being—fleshy, bloody, and all the other fluids that come with being a human.

Oh friends, we are better because of you. And when you aren’t with us, we lack something. We are incomplete.

Don’t give up on us. Don’t give up on God.

But also, don’t think you are alone in your doubts and struggles about the church. I’ve been there. And many more are and will be there.

Here is the good news—the church, with Gods help, with YOUR help, can make a difference in the lives of many.

So, friend, come. Come share your story with us. Come and teach us about love, faith, hope, and joy. Come.

You are welcome in this place.

I leave you with a beautiful quote one of my parishioners shared with me today. It is from Kathleen Norris’ book Amazing Grace.

“The church is still a sinful institution,” a Benedictine monk wrote to me when I was struggling over whether or not to join a church. “How could it be otherwise?” he asked, and I was startled into recognition of simple truth. The church is like the Incarnation itself, a shaky proposition. It is a human institution, full of ordinary people, sinners like me, who say and do cruel, stupid things. But it is also a divinely inspired institution, full of good purpose, which partakes of a unity far greater than the sum of its parts. That is why it is called the body of Christ.”


And so we pray, Come, Lord Jesus, come.

Hebrews 10.5-10

5Consequently, when Christ came into the world, he said,
‘Sacrifices and offerings you have not desired,
   but a body you have prepared for me;
6 in burnt-offerings and sin-offerings
   you have taken no pleasure.
7 Then I said, “See, God, I have come to do your will, O God”
   (in the scroll of the book it is written of me).’
8When he said above, ‘You have neither desired nor taken pleasure in sacrifices and offerings and burnt-offerings and sin-offerings’ (these are offered according to the law), 9then he added, ‘See, I have come to do your will.’ He abolishes the first in order to establish the second. 10And it is by God’s will that we have been sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all.

Friday, December 11, 2015

Through Stained Glass: Advent--declare

This was the photo I took for the word declare.

It is from the Jack & Jill bathroom on the second floor of my house.

What do you see in this photo?

I’m willing to bet that most of you…okay, some of you…saw not only a beautiful sunrise but also a filthy window.

Those designs—they almost prevented me from posting this photo.

What a great shot of the sun breaking through the naked tree branches, but bro, do you need some Windex for Christmas or what?

Embarrassing.

Ugh.

In fact I almost cleaned the window so I could retake the photo.

Subsequently the shot would be clearer, the sun’s rays more brilliant, and the inspiration improved. Also the fear of being judged would be less as well.

But I didn’t.

I didn’t clean my window to set up the perfect shot.

I didn’t clean my window to appear as if all my windows are that spotless.

I didn’t do anything except acknowledge that I have dirty windows.

And yet, on the other side of that dirty window, the sun still rose and the light still made its way in.

Sure as the morning sun, so is the certainty of God’s love for us. We need not be perfect, we need not have all the dust bunnies vacuumed, we need not have all the dishes done, we need not have our act together, for God’s grace and mercy to come to us.

Listen friends, what Advent is about, is this:  God never tires of forgiving us. Daily God declares love to us—God sends forth goodness to us—God, Emmanuel, makes God’s way to us…always.

The mystery of our faith as Christians is this:  Christ has died, Christ was risen, Christ will come again….like a thief in the night. Yes we are to be ready. But I don’t think Jesus meant we should spend time washing windows and baking pies. Perhaps Christ wants us to get ready by accepting and loving, inviting and including, welcoming and embracing everybody no matter their story.

The psalmist declares in Psalm 96:1-3:

96 1 Oh sing unto Jehovah a new song: Sing unto Jehovah, all the earth.
2 Sing unto Jehovah, bless his name; Show forth his salvation from day to day.
3 Declare God’s glory among the nations, God’s marvelous works among all the peoples.

The sunrise declares a new day. The light declares a fresh start. The illumination of the world declares our turn to illumine the Word with our words and our lives:  God loves you just as God loves me—exactly as I am. No more. No less.


Dirty windows and all…

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Through Stained Glass: Advent--abound

Around the world
Between the brokenness and beautiful
Outside our own windows
Under the masks we wear
New life awaits—Wisdom offering us Her grace
Don’t be afraid—
                           Peace
                           Hope
                           Joy
                           Love
                                            
                                                  Abound.


Philippians 1:9-11King James Version (KJV)
And this I pray, that your love may abound yet more and more in knowledge and in all judgment;
10 That ye may approve things that are excellent; that ye may be sincere and without offence till the day of Christ.
11 Being filled with the fruits of righteousness, which are by Jesus Christ, unto the glory and praise of God.


Monday, November 30, 2015

Through Stained Glass: Advent--promise

Advent is upon us.

The paraments (or the cloths that hang on the pulpit and drape the communion table) have been changed from green to purple.

Purple—the color of advent is used because purple means royalty.

We drape ourselves with purple stoles as a sign that says “we are preparing for the Royal One to return.”  Of course this is the Christ child.

Advent is four weeks long. A week or so shorter than Lent.

Lent is most often known for the season where we give up that which may be a vice to us. During Lent, many commit to fasting or giving up certain types of luxuries as a form of penitence. Many Christians also add a Lenten spiritual discipline, such as reading a daily devotional, to draw themselves near to God.

What about Advent?

The word “Advent” comes from the Latin word adventus, which means “coming” or “visit.” In the season with this name, we keep in mind both “advents” of Christ, the first in Bethlehem and the second yet to come.

But what if Advent was a bit more…accessible than that? What if the second coming is something we are waiting for and participating in at the same time?

What if Christ’s coming again happens every time an act of justice occurs or loved is expressed between people or people and the earth?

What if Advent is in itself a reminder that God is still with us and that we need not look any further than within ourselves?

What if we participate in Advent this year with the understanding that we aren’t waiting for God to show up but instead we are waiting to show up for God?

What if this season of Advent instead of wondering where God is in the midst of these dark days…

                        What if
                                    We
                                                Wander with the wonder God sees us with?

What

If

Advent

Is less

About
                        God
                                                Coming
                                                                        To
                                                                                    Us
                                                                        And
                                                More
                        About
Us

Coming alive to the divine in all things…

And…

Subsequently…

In
            All
                        Persons?

Advent is upon us.

It isn’t a season simply about being optimistic.

Instead, it is a way of life—a hopeful way of living.

“Advent is rooted in promise, the promise that makes hope a way of life for God's people.”

After all, hope is the thing with feathers…


                                                                        I can promise you that.