Sunday, February 25, 2018

Sermon: Hope Against Hope

Hope against hope



        My absolute favorite worship service is Maundy Thursday. Even as it is about Christ’s firm and unbreakable command to love one another, there is such a vulnerability to it, it’s amazing! There are, as well, the powerful actions that take place, 
foot washing—what can be more vulnerable than exposing your feet to other people, 
communion—sometimes for the first time, 
and the stripping of the altar while Psalm 22 is wailed out!
        Psalm 22, packed with verses that let us stay in that vulnerability
—verses that bottom out, embracing failure, holding us by the very last thread, scraping bottom just to get by… and only at the ending, these verses we read today, 
only there is anything that appears to be praise
—even here a subdued praise, “The LORD has acted!”
Psalm 22, with its cries from the depths and dangers and sufferings of life and threats and experiences of death. This psalm points powerfully to that phrase Paul uses today, “Hope against hope.”
This English phrase pressurizes the longer Greek, which expands out more fully as something like “Beyond Hope and Upon Hope.” Two separate experiences compressed together
—Beyond Hope
—Upon Hope.
Prayer
  
      Beyond Hope, Upon Hope. The first a Hope that we cannot reach, that has passed us by,
the second the ground and center of gravity for our being
 Beyond Hope—Look you Abram and Sarai—names themselves barren and sterile. The first and last of a new nation, a branch upshot and withered, an inheritance passed on to nameless servants.
Beyond Hope—You Psalmists struck with awe and fear, despised, crying out, put down by your poverty, ate by your hunger, you who seek and do not find, you who sleep in the earth, who are dust and to dust you have returned, for you are dead.
Beyond Hope—Paul with the promise appearing null and void, Law made lawless, non-existence and death threatening every corner of our life.
Beyond Hope—Peter petrified, his Savior suffering, rejected and killed. Offering crosses as footsteps to follow.

Hope Beyond hope… Reading scripture through that lens, it’s all rather heavy… 
-and for some we are struck dead—“Wait?!? I have to die for resurrection to occur? For new life to take root?
This is terrifying, this reality of our life as Christians and simply as human beings… we do all we can to avoid the gloom and depths of our being and our world, but here’s the thing, it is still there, even if you look away.
-but for others, we who are perishing, this is a powerful promise… yes, when you realize, “The Word of God meets me even here? Even in the depths of my depression, at the bedside of a dying friend, at the psych unit, in the midst of shootings at school, in the grave yard and dementia unit”… God’s Word surrounds and encompasses, and speaks to that—to all of it!
Beyond hope…

Upon Hope too…
Upon Hope—Abraham, Sarah—those are your names, for ancestors, multitudes. A new nation
—laugh if you want to, that which is withered will be fruitful!
Upon Hope—You Psalmists, your awe and fear spreads out in praise and the glorification of God. 
Eat! 
Be Satisfied. 
Arise in the riches of holiness, see now the whole world seeks you out, that you might help them bow down to God! 
You who were once dead, now you live—those who have passed, arise and kneel before God, and their descendants proclaim God’s goodness in every age, and will continue to do so forevermore
—for God has acted!
Upon Hope—Paul those promises held in faith and that wrath you fear, dissolves and disappears! God is the one who gives life to the dead and calls something out of nothing!
Upon Hope—Peter did you not hear—after three days rise again… your life is more precious than the whole world! 
Living your life in authentic holiness will bring cross, yes, but it is real, and sacred, and good!
Upon hope.

Beyond hope, upon hope… 
Beyond hope—17 dead in Florida, students from around the country yet again traumatized and told they are not safe where they spend the majority of their time—in their schools. 17 dead, those kids escaping and those kids who didn’t escape… Lord have mercy!
Upon hope—did you see them… I know some of you disagree with them politically
—but did you see them! 
Standing before state legislators and governors and even the president
—transforming death into action
transforming an impossibly bad situation,
transforming their helplessness, into advocacy, into “Never Again,” opening up a debate about guns
and schools, 
and mental health, 
A debate that had been closed since we adults allowed the death of elementary school children to have the last word after Sandy Hook.
Beyond hope—have you seen a forest of pine on a mountain burnt? The whole edifice blackened, like an angry lava flow, a sheet spread over barren rock, the end of life itself, a moonscape.
Upon hope—pinecones popped open only in extreme heat, strengthened and nourished by rich black earth, new growth where there was none, a whole new forest forming before your eyes.
Beyond hope—apartments burnt in Elizabeth, over a dozen folk with disabilities displaced after a lifetime of living there…
Upon hope—a groundswell response from people of good will across central Jersey, homes found, clothing and food restored—all in the blink of an eye.
Beyond hope—the beginning of Psalm 22 and Jesus’ final cry, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Upon hope—the ending, that isn’t an end, but instead the gospel for us, “The LORD has acted.”

         Beyond hope… upon hope… rightly facing the reality of sin, death, and the devil—wailing while the world is stripped bare and so are we
—vulnerable there, bottomed out, held by the last thread, yet upheld by the truth that, “The LORD has acted!”
Beyond hope upon hope… hope against hope.
Amen.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

To Prepare for Easter is to Fail

 To prepare for Easter is to fail.
            Behold upon your brow, a sign of a broken and contrite heart. A sign like hands uplifted revealing blood, admitting to murder. Iniquity pressed as ink, blotting wide upon the page.
            Preparing for Easter is being open about failure, about sin, about falling short—acknowledging and revealing we are mortal and immoral—at times we do wrong, or fail to do right, on account of the limits of our sight and experience and life–and sometimes we do so out of spite, embracing malice, living into a malnourished morality.
            Yes, such a truth is revealed upon us—a conscious admission of guilt, a recognition, even just on the surface level, that all is not well with our soul all the time—that we fail. This, an entryway to the long hallway leading to Easter.
            To prepare for Easter is to fail.

            To prepare for Easter is to fail.
            It would be easy enough to stop at the doorway, this moment or this day, in which personal limits and evils are on display…
            But Ash Wednesday opens up to Lent, and Lent insists upon asking those questions of religion… religion says I’ve externalized my guilt in quiet ritual on a Wednesday—but prophets like Isaiah and our Messiah Jesus points to the ways religion hides things even as it seems to reveal—a mark on the brow hides the sincerity and intentions of the heart.

            A whole society, insincere—false fasts, holy days, wholly hollow. Religiosity the camouflage for oppression… sure, I hurt the least of these—but I sure love Jesus. Alms, fasting, prayer… they only are holy when justice, freedom, generosity and mutual aid are their center.

            Or perhaps we do not live in a society strapped to the Spiritual—and it is instead self-congratulation that stymies our spirit. We’ve bought into some blaspheme that says, “look at the rigor of my contrition and the rightness of my practice. I have picked up habit after habit—that will make me holy… can everyone see it and either yearn to be me, thus proving I am ahead of them in the faith, or are turned off by my piety, thus proving themselves impious sinners.
           
            Yes, those two sides of religion—using it to sanctify societal sin, saying collectively “hey look how religious we are, and look away from how we treat people” OR using religion to become self-satisfied, self-righteous… these two temptations are present with us the moment we mark ourselves and turn our face toward Easter… we are caught up in a terrible tension in these 40 days, it’s the danger of this journey—to be more aware of our intentions, to look deeper than we would normally do at how sincere we are about this whole Jesus thing. Lent calls us to question the purity of our mind and explore those things deeply hidden in our hearts.
            The outward act revealing what is hidden, causes us to question what we hide in the act of revealing—isn’t that strange? Its like when you put a precious possession in in a secret place—and it is lost because you can’t remember where that place is…
            God help us, we can tie ourselves in knots as we journey through the dessert of these 40 days… God help us if we seek to reach the throne of glory and attain the resurrection through our Lenten discipline.
            To prepare for Easter is to fail.
           
            To prepare for Easter is to fail.
            You can’t prepare
—all of Hebrew Scripture didn’t prepare God’s people for the strange revelation of God’s work among them
—living for years with Jesus didn’t prepare the disciples for the jolt after jolt they experience in every major event of his ministry—the resurrection most of all—Easter most of all, unprepared
—Scared women at the tomb, unprepared
—Peter and Thomas, Stephen and Paul—unprepared.

            All of this, revealing our Immorality and Mortality, reflecting upon our sincerity and intention—Alms, Fasting, Prayer… can leave us clinging to nothing, in fact that may be what it is meant to do, if done well—leave us failing, faced with Sin and Death—and that’s where he finds us—we are found by Jesus in the failure of Sin and Death—the one hidden in Sin and Death, for our sake—makes of us, of all that we reveal and all that we hide, our total self found in him—makes of us the righteousness of God.
            Paul, in his sinful fit of rage, Stephen at death’s door—there is Jesus.
            Peter in his betrayal and Thomas in his doubting—there is Jesus.
            The mourning women showing up to wash the corpse of their Rabbi—there is Jesus.
            We gathered here—some acutely aware of how close Sin and Death are to us… there is Jesus.
            Some struck by their closeness only upon reflection… there is Jesus.
            Some weaving in and out of awareness… there is Jesus.
            All of us preparing to be unprepared, all of us in the process of failing, and in so doing finding the one who has already found us.
            To prepare for Easter is to fail.

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Sunday, January 21, 2018

Sermon: The Kingdom cuts slantwise

Tell all the truth but tell it slant —
“Tell all the truth but tell it slant
Success in Circuit lies
Too bright for our infirm Delight
The Truth's superb surprise
As Lightning to the Children eased
With explanation kind
The Truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind
—Emily Dickenson



         One of the shibboleths of poets—one of those phrases repeated mainly to make other people feel like they don’t belong, is the phrase, “Poetry is truth told” …sideways or slantwise, italicized or Dickenson’s own abrupt “slant.”—Poetry is truth told slant…
         Its about looking at things differently—speaking or writing in such a way that a truth, often common, is re-captured, is heard again, is allowed to be discovered for the first time, even though it was discovered long ago.

         And Paul too is some kind of poet—a poet of the Kingdom of God—reminding us that the Kingdom cuts slantwise. The Kingdom cuts slantwise.
Prayer

The Kingdom cuts slantwise.
         Paul’s advice to the Corinthians sounds strange:
Married folk, be like you are single.
Joyful people & mourning people—quit that!
Rich people, be poor.
Worldly folk—find a new naiveté.

         What is Paul on about?
         Paul’s experience of the Risen Christ on the road to Damascus changed everything for him…
His world was blown apart.
Every category he’d held dear was cracked open in new ways.
         You see Paul’s world was one filled with Antimonies—this is a word almost exclusively used by people talking about Paul—so don’t worry if you’ve never heard it before.
         Antimonies are sets of opposites that make up our world.
         For example, in Paul’s time the big ones were—Jew/Non-Jew, Law Following/Law Breaking, Male/Female, Free/Slave, Flesh/Spirit.
         Maybe to make sense of this idea we could try some other Antimonies: Night/Day, Sacred/Secular, Local/Global, Urban/Rural, Online/Offline…
         In other words, categories that we tend to believe can either be A or B, and there is nothing in between…
all these things construct our known world,
Realities that ground us in the world,
that allow us to make sense of our lives,
that give us boundaries and borders.

And Christ crashed into all these categories of Paul—the Kingdom of God that Christ is bringing about—the New World, the New Age of Christ—split his world in a new way.
The only dividing line that remains is Spirit of Christ/Spirit of the Old Age….
It is like fire—it melts all these Antimonies down and then cuts them a new way—The Kingdom cuts slantwise.
There is a kind of poetry to it—trying to discern what fits into the Old World and what fits into the New World of Christ. Kingdom of Heaven / Kingdom of the Old Age.
Paul assumes the Kingdom is in the process of breaking in, and everyone will be able to see these changes clearly, really soon!
And so, he looked to the antimonies Married/Single, Joyful/Mournful,
Rich/Poor,
Worldly/Naïve
—and, like an expert butcher, he glides his blade along the bone… and then he cuts to the quick
—all these categories are dissolving, hold to those things which will not pass away.
When it comes to relationship status—where is Spirit?
When it comes to Emotional outlook—where is Spirit?
When it comes to matters of wealth—where is Spirit?
When it comes to engaging the powers of this world—where is Spirit?
The Kingdom cuts slantwise.

So too Jonah, he has judged that there is an unchangeable distinction—an Antimony—between Jerusalem and Nineveh
—but God throws him into the center of Nineveh and provokes him to poetry
…5 words in the Hebrew
—and everything changes
—the Ninevehites as loved as Jerusalemites
—the distinction is not Jerusalem/Nineveh, but Those-who-repent/Those-who-do-not. The Kingdom cuts slantwise.

As for those fishermen, they assume you can be a disciple of a famous rabbi or a fishermen—Disciple/Fisherman are the categories—the Antimonies, unbeknownst to themselves, that they secretly hold
—but God’s Kingdom comes near in Jesus Christ
the Kingdom cuts Slantwise
and they find themselves refashioned into Fishers-of-Men, of people.

         The Kingdom cuts Slantwise—but it is a long cut—a continuous one…
I think the Apostle Paul, 1,960 years ago—assumed the Kingdom would be revealed soon
         In fact, that urgency we find in his poetry—the urgent idea that the Christian communities he started were the early adaptors—they were living together Spirit-wise and soon enough all those divisions they were reforming,
all those categories they were looking at anew
—would themselves transform
—that the Old Age would pass away and the New Age would be here

… Perhaps Paul didn’t account for the fact that Old Age / New Age itself is an Antimony
… Suppose Christ is tricky like that!

         At any rate—I’d Imagine he wouldn’t have dreamed we’d still be struggling to discern how the Kingdom cuts, nearly 2000 years later.
         For that matter, I’d imagine he’d never have dreamed of the antimonies running around in our culture and worldview,
colonizing our hearts and souls.
         But here we are, wetting our fingers with baptismal water and the word—community and communion,
that we might lift it up and discern the Spirit, take the rough categories we have constructed ourselves or had bequeathed to us, and cut them slantwise.

         Like the Disciples—those Fishermen come, Fishers of Men, we too can question assumptions about our own limitations
—maybe the categories new mother and menopause can melt, and be transformed into foster-parent.
Maybe we’ve created the antimonies Out of Work / Useful never the two may meet
—and the Spirit springs forth something new and life giving—volunteer, veterans advocate, and voter registration captain. The Kingdom cuts Slantwise

         Or like Jonah, there are barriers between people, Jerusalem / Nineveh—and we’re called, as repairers of the breach, to discern differently!
The Apostle Paul would never have imagined, for example, the color of a person’s skin would directly correlates to life expectancy like it does today in our country—here in the US there is a 4 year gap between black and white Americans—14 years if the antimony College Graduate / Not College Graduate is added into the mix—
These are Antimonies so disturbing the ancient world, with all its horrors, would have been bowled over by.
That’s just an example of an antimony in our world—I’m sure each of you can think of a few more—just open a newspaper or go on google
—how can we as followers of Jesus—fishers of people
—interpret division differently?
         For Jonah it wasn’t about city, but repentance
—how might we re-imagine our divisions,
cut through our culture’s assumptions?
Tell a better story,
write a better poem,
and live life like its true,
so that it might be!
The Kingdom cuts Slantwise



          With all appropriate apologies to Emily Dickenson…
The Kingdom cuts Slantwise
The Kingdom cuts Slantwise
So stay awake, keep your candles alight.
Divisions are serious, who lives / who dies!
Gotta ask where would the Spirit spilt it?
Ask are A’s actually different than B’s,
Face that head on! You won’t faint.
Look again, at this world’s Antimonies,

And tell all the truth but tell it slant.

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