Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Through Stained Glass: Thanksgiving Thoughts


If you are interested in how we made these, let me know!
We would be happy to help make them with you. 

Ready for an exercise?

Don’t worry. This exercise doesn’t require you to get into that workout outfit you bought 11 months ago.

No, you can do this one sitting down. Right where you are. Right now.

Ready?

List 3 things you are thankful for.

Ready?

Go.

1.

2.

3.

Easy as that pie you’ll eat tomorrow.

Also—guess what? You just prayed. You did a ‘thanks’ prayer, to quote Anne Lamott.

Ready for another exercise? Again, you don’t have to go anywhere.

Here we go:

Breathe in something you’re grateful for.

Hold it…

Now, let it out—gratitude.

Do it 2 more times. Same thing. In with gratefulness, out with gratitude.

I’ll wait.

Good job!

Another prayer.

Here in the United States, we are on the eve of the day we dedicate as “Thanksgiving.” For some, this day will include preparing, cooking, cleaning, and celebrating with loved ones around a table, TV, or telephones with cameras. Thanksgiving Day is a day we pause to consider all we are thankful for in our lives. Some of us will do so with ease; still others of us might need to dig a little deeper, look past the help prayers, and the wow ones, too (more Anne Lamott) to find their ‘thanks’ prayer. A few of us might not get to ‘thanks,’ and that is okay.

As your pastor, colleague, friend, and stranger, I will say thanks to you. Not in some patronizing way, but in a pastoral way. With kindness and gentleness, and a touch of tenderness. Because I am thankful for you. I am grateful for your story—even if I haven’t read it yet. I’ll give thanks for you because God has gifted us—the world, the community, the church—with you. While I may not know you personally, you are known personally by God—and I give thanks to the Holy One for God has given us you.

Here are a few more words from Anne Lamott on the ‘thanks.’ prayer:
“We and life are spectacularly flawed and complex. Often we do not get our way, which I hate, hate, hate. But in my saner moments I remember that if we did, usually we would shortchange ourselves. Sometimes circumstances conspire to remind us or even let us glimpse how thin the membrane is between here and there, between birth and the grave, between human and the divine. In wonder at the occasional direct experience of this, we say, Thank you.”
At The Center yesterday, we made ‘Gratitude Jars.’ We spent over an hour with the students creating them, looking up words in magazines that go with the themes of gratitude and thankfulness, and we wrote poems about the feeling of thankfulness; we wrote poems thanking nature; we wrote poems giving thanks for our unique talents. As we were making them, the students stopped and said, “Hey Laura and Adam, thank you. And thanks to the church for getting us these supplies.”

Thank you, church. Thank you for leaning into love a little deeper this past year. Thank you for taking a risk with someone who needed a little help learning about how to be in a community. Thank you for showing up this past year and offering God your gifts, gratitude, and goals. Thank you, church, for loving each other, for showing up with casseroles when some of us needed comfort food, and thank you church for your faithful commitment to the baptismal vows we’ve made.
As we move closer to Thanksgiving, I invite you to be intentional and extravagant with your ‘thanks’ and ‘gratitude.’ In so doing, not only will you feel better, but you will help others feel better about themselves, as well. Being thankful helps cultivate a grateful community…
…like ours!

So, Happy Thanksgiving, friends. Know you are loved. You are appreciated. And you mean the world to so many of us. More importantly, you are the apple to God’s eye. And that’s something to be thankful for!

Friday, November 1, 2019

Through Stained Glass: For All the Saints


Through Stained Glass: For All the Saints

Who is a saint in your life? Is it your grandma who took you to your first church service as a little child? Or maybe it is your dad who kept his faith in the darkest of times. Is it your first Sunday school teacher—the one who taught you the song "Jesus Loves Me?" Maybe it is Saint Mary, Saint Teresa, or Saint Andrew. Or it is your spouse, your friend, or your child. Whoever it is, All Saints’ Day is a day for us to remember these fine folks and to celebrate their lives.

On Sunday, November 3, we will celebrate All Saints’ Day during worship. All Saints’ Day is a time to rejoice in all who, through the ages, have faithfully served the Lord. The day reminds us that we are part of one continuing, living communion of saints. When we celebrate Holy Communion, we experience the communion of saints, feasting with believers past, present, and future. The author of Hebrews 12 reminds us that these saints, a "great cloud of witnesses," surrounds us and cheers us on. The author of Hebrews also says that saints are people set apart by God who live their lives as a witness to the glory of God. A saint then is not only a person who has completed his or her baptism in Christ and now lives in glory with God, but also one who assembles faithfully around Word and Sacrament like we do.

All Saints’ Day is a day to celebrate and honor those folks who have helped shape us and aided us in our faith journey. Like my Grandpa Quine. He had a heart for Scripture. I remember one of the last times I visited with him, and we were talking about our favorite Bible verses. Without missing a beat and looking me in the eye, he quoted this passage from Isaiah 40 at length,

"...but those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”

My grandfather had a deep faith, mighty enough to move mountains, I'm sure. To me, he is a saint.

As I write this article, it will be one year since he completed his baptism. I miss him so much. But what eases the grief is the Bible of his I have. I use it every morning for morning prayer. My favorite part of this worn-out book is the underlining I find throughout it. When I see one, it is as if I am getting a peek into the faith of the strongest, bravest, most faithful person I have ever met. His Bible is one of my most prized possessions. It is an artifact of my faith—a type of sacrament that contains, exhibits, recalls, visualizes and communicates another reality, the reality of God’s love.

On Sunday, November 3, you are invited to bring in photos and artifacts of saints who are now a part of the great cloud of witnesses that surrounds us every Sunday. You will also have the occasion to name a saint in your life and express your gratitude for him or her. Our time together will culminate around the Lord's Supper, and we will join our voices to sing God's praise with all the saints, living and dead. A table in the back of the Sanctuary will be set up beginning October 27, for our items to share.

See you at the Kirk House!
Peace,

Adam