Bishop Bruce Ough has been sharing a message with us since he came, concerning his four stakes in ministry while serving the Minnesota and Dakotas episcopal area. He wants our shared ministry to be characterized as "missional leaders, missional churches, missional impact and missional connection." It's a sound, Wesleyan and Christian plan. It is solidly Scriptural since it reflects Christ's intention not to entertain, not to just "do religion," and not to appease or please others, but to actually heal God's people in every way possible.
Jesus was teaching in a synagogue on the sabbath. And a woman was there who for eighteen years had been crippled by a spirit; she was bent over, completely incapable of standing erect. When Jesus saw her, he called to her and said, "Woman, you are set free of your infirmity." ... She at once stood up straight and glorified God. But the leader of the synagogue, indignant that Jesus had cured on the sabbath, said, "...Come on [the other days] to be cured, not on the sabbath day." --Luke 18:10ff.
This passage in Luke's Gospel is provocative. A leader in a significant religious system is presented as disinterested in, and even resistant to, the "missional" fulfillment of God's work of healing human life and restoring human dignity. The leader seems to us to be caught up in the comparatively lighter stuff of religious observances, dramatically overlooking the fact of a remedy for human suffering. How sorrowful, and yet how common this is! When the leaders are so trapped, then the faith community is also, and so is the overall impact, and so is the wider connection among such communities!
How many of us have attended worship, hoping not to run into some boor? How many of us sit at a dining table or bus seat, wishing that we would not need to be near a person we find unappealing for whatever reason? How many times have we hoped to be picked for the good team? How often have we preferred the rules and common practices of our institutions and organizations to what our own senses and souls tell us? How often have we denied our own interior pain, rather than admit personal limitations or struggles to anyone?
Why do we do this?
We prefer the comforts of control and the avoidance of inconveniences like poverty, mental or emotional affliction, chronic illness, and suffering of so many kinds. We prefer this to allowing God to do what God does in Jesus Christ--which is to face, confront and address human sorrow and suffering in order to bring abundant life to us and to all.
What if we were to imagine our religious gatherings as places where the key actions taking place were not the fulfillments of ritual expectations, but the grateful glorification of God, and the unflinching ministry of releasing all kinds of people from all kinds of bondage and infirmities?
What if we broke the rules of church in order to heal the people of God? What if we were to become
missional leaders serving missional churches for missional impact in and through our missional connection?
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
October is Clergy Appreciation Month
Many of us have an abiding affection and respect for pastors and ministry leaders, especially in these challenging and conflicted times. But we may not tell or show them how we feel very often. It could be done at any time in many ways--a simple note, a kind word, a small gift, an unexpected day away from the pulpit, an encouragement to take a full weekend with spouse, children or friends. It could happen often, even be a normal and expected part of the local church's year, month and week.
I am told that Focus on the Family launched Clergy Appreciation Month in 1994, and they chose the month of October, especially the second weekend, as a specially selected time to honor and thank the churches' entire pastoral staffs and their families. The blog, "Thriving Pastor" writes that there is biblical precedent: "We believe that the concept of clergy appreciation started with the Apostle Paul as he was establishing the first Christian churches. In 1 Timothy, he wrote, "The elders who direct the affairs of the church well are worthy of double honor, especially those whose work is preaching and teaching" (1 Tim. 5:17). And, in 1 Thessalonians, he said, "Respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work" (1 Thess. 5:12-13).
I don't know about you, but when I look back to many of the key transitional moments or crises of my life, there has almost always been a pastor present to listen, acknowledge, comfort, encourage, counsel, pray and guide. When I was first learning the basics of Christian faith, a pastor taught me. When I went on my first canoe trips and service projects, I was led by pastors like Robert Hunter and Tom Brennan. When my brother was nearly killed in a work-related accident, our pastor, Robert Bailey, came to be with my family. When Mary Lynn and I were trying to figure out if we should be married or not, a pastor counseled with us. When I was in studies at college and seminary, pastors were often the people who noticed my journey and challenges and gave encouragement along the way. When my sons were to be baptized, I asked a friend and pastor, James Dahlgren, to baptize them. When I just needed encouragement, there were pastors like Richard Harper and others, who spoke that word and showed their care. When I was under stress at work, or aching with some concern in life, it was almost always the case that I turned to pastors for a listening ear and effective support through the difficulty or crisis. Even when I noticed the absence of a pastor, that was also an acknowledgement of the role they play in key events of celebration or of loss.
Even though I have been a pastor myself for 30 years, I am not sure I have fully expressed my gratitude, thanks and appreciation to the clergy. How about you, your family, or your church? When the clergy offered God's love, light, healing and hope at times that these were deeply needed, or when they performed their ministries graciously and kindly though under fire, or when there were seasons of conflict in the life of the congregation, were you thanking God for these clergy and their families who bear the costs of Christ's work in many, many ways? Think of all their lost sleep, lost weekends, lost vacation days, unexpected interruptions, headaches and heartaches--on behalf of God's people! Have we thanked them and thanked God for them? Please give it a try. Appreciate those who serve in pastoral and staff ministries.
I am told that Focus on the Family launched Clergy Appreciation Month in 1994, and they chose the month of October, especially the second weekend, as a specially selected time to honor and thank the churches' entire pastoral staffs and their families. The blog, "Thriving Pastor" writes that there is biblical precedent: "We believe that the concept of clergy appreciation started with the Apostle Paul as he was establishing the first Christian churches. In 1 Timothy, he wrote, "The elders who direct the affairs of the church well are worthy of double honor, especially those whose work is preaching and teaching" (1 Tim. 5:17). And, in 1 Thessalonians, he said, "Respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work" (1 Thess. 5:12-13).
I don't know about you, but when I look back to many of the key transitional moments or crises of my life, there has almost always been a pastor present to listen, acknowledge, comfort, encourage, counsel, pray and guide. When I was first learning the basics of Christian faith, a pastor taught me. When I went on my first canoe trips and service projects, I was led by pastors like Robert Hunter and Tom Brennan. When my brother was nearly killed in a work-related accident, our pastor, Robert Bailey, came to be with my family. When Mary Lynn and I were trying to figure out if we should be married or not, a pastor counseled with us. When I was in studies at college and seminary, pastors were often the people who noticed my journey and challenges and gave encouragement along the way. When my sons were to be baptized, I asked a friend and pastor, James Dahlgren, to baptize them. When I just needed encouragement, there were pastors like Richard Harper and others, who spoke that word and showed their care. When I was under stress at work, or aching with some concern in life, it was almost always the case that I turned to pastors for a listening ear and effective support through the difficulty or crisis. Even when I noticed the absence of a pastor, that was also an acknowledgement of the role they play in key events of celebration or of loss.
Even though I have been a pastor myself for 30 years, I am not sure I have fully expressed my gratitude, thanks and appreciation to the clergy. How about you, your family, or your church? When the clergy offered God's love, light, healing and hope at times that these were deeply needed, or when they performed their ministries graciously and kindly though under fire, or when there were seasons of conflict in the life of the congregation, were you thanking God for these clergy and their families who bear the costs of Christ's work in many, many ways? Think of all their lost sleep, lost weekends, lost vacation days, unexpected interruptions, headaches and heartaches--on behalf of God's people! Have we thanked them and thanked God for them? Please give it a try. Appreciate those who serve in pastoral and staff ministries.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Instructed by Gates
As many of you know, I am returning from a three-month renewal leave. Thank you for bearing with my absence, and with the necessary time to get on board again with the district ministries. Mary Lynn and I did a lot together this summer, but one key adventure was travelling to Scotland for the first time. We saw Glasgow, Edinburgh, the sacred island of Iona, Ben Nevis, Loch Ness, Saint Andrew's, and the Culloden battlefield, among other beautiful, historic, and mysterious places. We visited with wonderful people, many of whom we could barely understand! Our sons came along, too, so there was time to talk, hike, try haggis together, and go to the tiny villages in Fife County where the Oglesbee family originated, and the area from which Alexander Oglesbee emigrated to the Virginia colonies in America around 1750.
I titled this return post "Instructed by Gates" because we learned a lot from gates while we were in Scotland. One beautiful blue gate in front of a home at the seaside town of Oban said only, "Carpe Diem" ("seize the day"), and I realized I had been instructed by a lovely, small gate about life's callings to us. We really should seize the gate of the day, seeking the grace that awaits when we pass through! "Go through, go through the gates..." (Isaiah 62:10).
We also learned hospitality from gates, which if you think about it, seems contradictory to the purpose of gates. However, the national laws provide for anyone who wishes to do so to walk or hike over private property more or less at will. People may also camp on private property, more or less at will. The restrictions on this, especially out in the countryside, are that one does no damage, avoids stock animals, and stays out of the farms' living and work areas. Otherwise, you are free to wander.
We were deeply touched and affected by this, as we ourselves walked the paths and dirt roads. Property owners not only allow guests on their lands all the time, but they provide gates or stiles for easy passage over fences. Animals stay in, while travelers can conveniently pass through the fields and forests.
We could not help thinking again and again how differently private property is being viewed in Minnesota and in the US. We all know that most gates are intended to signal to others that the owners want no uninvited guests near the things that belong to them. These days, one risks being shot on sight for perceived offense. Yet in Scotland, that was not the case. The gates were signals of hospitality, which did not say, "Go away, suspicious person!", but instead, "Here is the way. Pass through here!"
This experience reminds one of the words spoken in the Gospel of John 10:9: "I am the gate. Whoever enters by me will be saved, and will come in and go out and find pasture." It was a very simple thing, but we were moved by it, and we are considering how the open gate signals grace and generosity in God's work through Jesus Christ, and we are wondering how to make the things we own, the property we have, and so on, something to be generously shared, rather than tightly guarded. I am considering getting a gate for my home, one without a fence at all, a gate that only serves to remind us to find the way to God--and to go through. Blessings to each of you! --Clay
I titled this return post "Instructed by Gates" because we learned a lot from gates while we were in Scotland. One beautiful blue gate in front of a home at the seaside town of Oban said only, "Carpe Diem" ("seize the day"), and I realized I had been instructed by a lovely, small gate about life's callings to us. We really should seize the gate of the day, seeking the grace that awaits when we pass through! "Go through, go through the gates..." (Isaiah 62:10).
We also learned hospitality from gates, which if you think about it, seems contradictory to the purpose of gates. However, the national laws provide for anyone who wishes to do so to walk or hike over private property more or less at will. People may also camp on private property, more or less at will. The restrictions on this, especially out in the countryside, are that one does no damage, avoids stock animals, and stays out of the farms' living and work areas. Otherwise, you are free to wander.
We were deeply touched and affected by this, as we ourselves walked the paths and dirt roads. Property owners not only allow guests on their lands all the time, but they provide gates or stiles for easy passage over fences. Animals stay in, while travelers can conveniently pass through the fields and forests.
We could not help thinking again and again how differently private property is being viewed in Minnesota and in the US. We all know that most gates are intended to signal to others that the owners want no uninvited guests near the things that belong to them. These days, one risks being shot on sight for perceived offense. Yet in Scotland, that was not the case. The gates were signals of hospitality, which did not say, "Go away, suspicious person!", but instead, "Here is the way. Pass through here!"
This experience reminds one of the words spoken in the Gospel of John 10:9: "I am the gate. Whoever enters by me will be saved, and will come in and go out and find pasture." It was a very simple thing, but we were moved by it, and we are considering how the open gate signals grace and generosity in God's work through Jesus Christ, and we are wondering how to make the things we own, the property we have, and so on, something to be generously shared, rather than tightly guarded. I am considering getting a gate for my home, one without a fence at all, a gate that only serves to remind us to find the way to God--and to go through. Blessings to each of you! --Clay
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Until Further Notice
For almost eight years now, Bishop Sally Dyck has asked the pastors and leaders of our United Methodist churches in Minnesota to meditate on one text: the full chapter of Romans 12. The idea behind the study of this text is that the people of God can only be transformed by God’s love and
grace expressed in Christ Jesus, and therefore, can only become people who
actively show their faith if they have learned and imagined what an authentic
Christian-life looks like.
The Bishop enjoys Eugene Peterson’s paraphrase from The Message. Who can help being inspired or encouraged by a fresh reading of Paul’s words? "So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your every day, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you."
The Bishop's instructions were that this should be read daily "until further notice." I don't recall that she ever lifted that instruction. The point was that the way of the Christian life requires steady, disciplined, dailiness and practice "until further notice."
Steve Manskar, a discipleship leader in our denomination, has written that practicing our faith is like any other skill or practice; it requires repetition, and going back to basics often. A baseball fan, he noticed that Sports Illustrated recently published a story on the radio communications among players and coaches during baseball games. The magazine discovered that the most frequent communications between coaches and players were not big, strategic plans, but reminders from the coaches to their players to keep doing the basics properly.
For us, this means using the means of grace: regular worship, regular Communion, personal and family devotions, searching the Scriptures, conferring with and supporting other Christians, forgiving and seeking forgiveness, fasting, and serving the poor of the earth, and so on.
The Desert Fathers tell the story of a younger monk who came to an Elder in his community. The young monk had been faltering in his practice of his faith, losing heart and hope to a point where he was no longer keeping any of the promises that he had made about the way he would live. Every time that he tried to pray, or read the Scriptures, or fast, he just lost heart and quit.
The Elder, listening generously to the younger monk, told this man the story of a father who sent his son out to farm a piece of property with the promise that the land and its fruits would be his when he had cleared the land. When the son arrived at the land, it was so full of thickets, brambles and thorns that he just despaired, and, rather than work, he just lay down and wept, and then he slept. When his father came by to see what was happening, the son told him, “Look at this land! I've done nothing here because this ground is impossible. Just look at it!” The father patiently told his son, “You’re right. This ground cannot all be cleared all at once. What you must do, then, is to pull out the brambles and thorns a little at a time, each day. If you will do this, a little each day, then in the end the field will be yours.” Then the Elder told the younger man, “The same thing is true in matters of the Spirit. Only begin to practice as much as you can each day, and in the end you will have the fruits of your effort.”
So that’s Christian renewal: gratitude, imagination and daily practice—until further notice.
The Bishop enjoys Eugene Peterson’s paraphrase from The Message. Who can help being inspired or encouraged by a fresh reading of Paul’s words? "So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your every day, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you."
The Bishop's instructions were that this should be read daily "until further notice." I don't recall that she ever lifted that instruction. The point was that the way of the Christian life requires steady, disciplined, dailiness and practice "until further notice."
Steve Manskar, a discipleship leader in our denomination, has written that practicing our faith is like any other skill or practice; it requires repetition, and going back to basics often. A baseball fan, he noticed that Sports Illustrated recently published a story on the radio communications among players and coaches during baseball games. The magazine discovered that the most frequent communications between coaches and players were not big, strategic plans, but reminders from the coaches to their players to keep doing the basics properly.
For us, this means using the means of grace: regular worship, regular Communion, personal and family devotions, searching the Scriptures, conferring with and supporting other Christians, forgiving and seeking forgiveness, fasting, and serving the poor of the earth, and so on.
The Desert Fathers tell the story of a younger monk who came to an Elder in his community. The young monk had been faltering in his practice of his faith, losing heart and hope to a point where he was no longer keeping any of the promises that he had made about the way he would live. Every time that he tried to pray, or read the Scriptures, or fast, he just lost heart and quit.
The Elder, listening generously to the younger monk, told this man the story of a father who sent his son out to farm a piece of property with the promise that the land and its fruits would be his when he had cleared the land. When the son arrived at the land, it was so full of thickets, brambles and thorns that he just despaired, and, rather than work, he just lay down and wept, and then he slept. When his father came by to see what was happening, the son told him, “Look at this land! I've done nothing here because this ground is impossible. Just look at it!” The father patiently told his son, “You’re right. This ground cannot all be cleared all at once. What you must do, then, is to pull out the brambles and thorns a little at a time, each day. If you will do this, a little each day, then in the end the field will be yours.” Then the Elder told the younger man, “The same thing is true in matters of the Spirit. Only begin to practice as much as you can each day, and in the end you will have the fruits of your effort.”
So that’s Christian renewal: gratitude, imagination and daily practice—until further notice.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Called to the Great Journey
I wonder if there is ever a time when we are not being called by God? To me, it seems embedded in our created natures to yearn for God. To put this a bit differently, the Holy Spirit and prevenient grace, speak to us of God, even when we are unprepared to respond or to make a confession of faith.
We spend our lives immersed in the light, winds and water of the Spirit, in the illumining presence, the whispers and rustlings, the currents and waves, and sometimes even the confronting storms of the divine voice addressing us.
My own strongest experience of conversion and calling came during a summer of light, wind and waves, a summer of creation and yearning. I was hired as a canoe guide in the summer of '76, and with one other young man, we led a group of teen-aged youth, some troubled and some from normal backgrounds, on a long journey in a North Canoe (which held all of us and all our gear in one canoe). We paddled from the Minnesota border near Lake Superior, westward to the Lake of the Woods, then northward to Lake Winnipeg, and from there all the way to Hudson's Bay, imitating the journey Eric Sevareid and his friend took many decades ago.
We were paddling as a team for over two months, and often went a week or more without seeing other people. Every day was an adventure, a time of friendship, teamwork, physical challenge, deep conversation, and the intimate experience of vulnerability to the day's light, wind and water. You can't control the weather, as they say. And you can't control what God will do with you!
Somewhere on the Lake of the Woods, I was paddling in time with the rest of the group, and silently reading a tiny New Testament that was propped under my boot. Surrounded by the kids for whom I felt great responsibility on that great lakes journey, I stumbled across the 21st chapter of John's Gospel. Here was another lake, another time, and a man named Peter, who was also trying to care for God's people, but without much confidence or clarity about what he was doing. Jesus spoke to him, you remember, asking three times, "Do you love me?" And when Peter replied that he did, each time Jesus instructed and called him with these words, "Feed my lambs....Tend my sheep." And after all that, Jesus said, "Follow me."
Those words touched me so powerfully that day that I began to cry. Over me--the Light of God's love, touching and guiding me--the Winds of the Spirit, underneath me--the Waters of grace, around me and in my care--the People of God. I was converted and called by grace to tend the sheep.
I've tried to live on that great journey with Jesus ever since. Sometimes I don't do that very well at all, but at the heart of it all, is joy in constant communion with God, Christ, Spirit, humanity and all creation.
My own strongest experience of conversion and calling came during a summer of light, wind and waves, a summer of creation and yearning. I was hired as a canoe guide in the summer of '76, and with one other young man, we led a group of teen-aged youth, some troubled and some from normal backgrounds, on a long journey in a North Canoe (which held all of us and all our gear in one canoe). We paddled from the Minnesota border near Lake Superior, westward to the Lake of the Woods, then northward to Lake Winnipeg, and from there all the way to Hudson's Bay, imitating the journey Eric Sevareid and his friend took many decades ago.
We were paddling as a team for over two months, and often went a week or more without seeing other people. Every day was an adventure, a time of friendship, teamwork, physical challenge, deep conversation, and the intimate experience of vulnerability to the day's light, wind and water. You can't control the weather, as they say. And you can't control what God will do with you!
Somewhere on the Lake of the Woods, I was paddling in time with the rest of the group, and silently reading a tiny New Testament that was propped under my boot. Surrounded by the kids for whom I felt great responsibility on that great lakes journey, I stumbled across the 21st chapter of John's Gospel. Here was another lake, another time, and a man named Peter, who was also trying to care for God's people, but without much confidence or clarity about what he was doing. Jesus spoke to him, you remember, asking three times, "Do you love me?" And when Peter replied that he did, each time Jesus instructed and called him with these words, "Feed my lambs....Tend my sheep." And after all that, Jesus said, "Follow me."
Those words touched me so powerfully that day that I began to cry. Over me--the Light of God's love, touching and guiding me--the Winds of the Spirit, underneath me--the Waters of grace, around me and in my care--the People of God. I was converted and called by grace to tend the sheep.
I've tried to live on that great journey with Jesus ever since. Sometimes I don't do that very well at all, but at the heart of it all, is joy in constant communion with God, Christ, Spirit, humanity and all creation.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Pastoral Leadership in a Small Church
Dennis Alexander, our Urban and Ethnic Ministries Staff for the Minnesota Annual Conference, recently interviewed Bob Farr of the Missouri Annual Conference on their discoveries concerning effective pastoral leadership in small churches. Here are a few notes which may be instructive to our pastors and lay church leadership. As a matter of personal observation on our district, I think that the most effective pastors we have in such small church settings plainly demonstrate each of these characteristics, and to the degree that their ministries could be enhanced, it's also mostly through these characteristics.
What are the skill sets necessary for a pastor to lead a small congregation to become vital, healthy, and growing?
1. The ability to preach well, such that sermons connect with the people.
2. The crafting and execution of meaningful worship: inspiring, passionate, hopeful, participatory, joyful -- “an awesome experience of God.”
3. Quality pastoral care of the people within the congregation. Pastors aren’t going to be allowed to do anything new if they haven’t built trust among the resident congregation. Key first question: “Who are the five key people I need to visit regularly?”
4. The ability to relate to the people in your mission field. Do you enjoy your community?
Are you known by name by community leaders? Do you hang out at the café, at businesses?
Are you “one of the locals”? Name your mission field and work it!
Have holy conversations where you make yourself known and make contacts.
Don’t “hold down the fort” – Instead, spend 10 hours a week or more working your field (20% of your time).
Become the community pastor – “Call me, if I can help in any way.”
5. Bring in the next five new people into the faith community. (There are many doors!)
The first one will be the challenge. After the first, others will follow.
Demonstrate what you expect your congregation to do, but you must be the first to invite and bring.
What Pastoral leadership styles are needed in a small congregation?
Answer: Preacher, Team Builder, Shepherd, Evangelist (Mission Field), Visionary, Administration (Manager) – not so much the Chaplain or the CEO. These styles are for other ministries.
What are the skill sets necessary for a pastor to lead a small congregation to become vital, healthy, and growing?
1. The ability to preach well, such that sermons connect with the people.
2. The crafting and execution of meaningful worship: inspiring, passionate, hopeful, participatory, joyful -- “an awesome experience of God.”
3. Quality pastoral care of the people within the congregation. Pastors aren’t going to be allowed to do anything new if they haven’t built trust among the resident congregation. Key first question: “Who are the five key people I need to visit regularly?”
4. The ability to relate to the people in your mission field. Do you enjoy your community?
Are you known by name by community leaders? Do you hang out at the café, at businesses?
Are you “one of the locals”? Name your mission field and work it!
Have holy conversations where you make yourself known and make contacts.
Don’t “hold down the fort” – Instead, spend 10 hours a week or more working your field (20% of your time).
Become the community pastor – “Call me, if I can help in any way.”
5. Bring in the next five new people into the faith community. (There are many doors!)
The first one will be the challenge. After the first, others will follow.
Demonstrate what you expect your congregation to do, but you must be the first to invite and bring.
What Pastoral leadership styles are needed in a small congregation?
Answer: Preacher, Team Builder, Shepherd, Evangelist (Mission Field), Visionary, Administration (Manager) – not so much the Chaplain or the CEO. These styles are for other ministries.
Monday, April 2, 2012
"Looking in the Direction of Easter"
Text(s): 1 Corinthians 13:10-12 and Luke 23:42-43
Every year at this time we start watching for the little signs that reflect the coming of spring: robins, jonquils, forsythia, snowbirds returning from Arizona and Florida. All of these signs converge and accumulate until we say, at last, it is now officially spring! The winter is gone! The call of the turtle dove is heard in the land!
So, spring comes. But I wonder where we look, how we watch, what early signs we should seek, when we want to know if it is Resurrection yet?
Paradise is hard to see and hard to spot in this world, I think. As Paul says, we now know only in part; we see, but dimly, so very dimly, how things should be, how things will be, even how things already are. We are all pretty much like the crucified thief, in a spiritual dead of winter, before he dared to call out to Jesus - still cold, still suffering in the dark, still barely aware that things could yet turn out differently. To paraphrase C.S. Lewis a little from The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, if there is only Good Friday and never Easter, then sin and death win. We lose. Spring never comes. Paradise never blossoms among us. Hope never gains its full victory. Fair love never wins faint heart. Mistakes never do get set right; sin never does get forgiven; failure never is forgotten; grudges never are superseded by hopeful trust; and our hope is truly futile. "We of all people are most to be pitied..." if there is only Good Friday.
This is why we all need to seek Easter and resurrection, even in little glimpses, for Easter is power. Resurrection is not merely a fantasy for the soul-weary or the disturbed, any more than spring is for the winter-fatigued heart. It is not mind-candy, or some magic cure for triskaidekaphobia or other superstitious fears. Even in the tiny buds and pre-dawn chirps we see of it in this world, it is the power of God to transform all things, to restore all losses, to comfort all hearts, to give wings to the weary. When we cry out for help from our many winters and personal Good Fridays, only God can answer us from the direction of Easter Sunday with such words as these: “You will be with me in Paradise.” Spring will come to the heart and soul! Then you shall know face to face!
Every year at this time we start watching for the little signs that reflect the coming of spring: robins, jonquils, forsythia, snowbirds returning from Arizona and Florida. All of these signs converge and accumulate until we say, at last, it is now officially spring! The winter is gone! The call of the turtle dove is heard in the land!
So, spring comes. But I wonder where we look, how we watch, what early signs we should seek, when we want to know if it is Resurrection yet?
Paradise is hard to see and hard to spot in this world, I think. As Paul says, we now know only in part; we see, but dimly, so very dimly, how things should be, how things will be, even how things already are. We are all pretty much like the crucified thief, in a spiritual dead of winter, before he dared to call out to Jesus - still cold, still suffering in the dark, still barely aware that things could yet turn out differently. To paraphrase C.S. Lewis a little from The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, if there is only Good Friday and never Easter, then sin and death win. We lose. Spring never comes. Paradise never blossoms among us. Hope never gains its full victory. Fair love never wins faint heart. Mistakes never do get set right; sin never does get forgiven; failure never is forgotten; grudges never are superseded by hopeful trust; and our hope is truly futile. "We of all people are most to be pitied..." if there is only Good Friday.
This is why we all need to seek Easter and resurrection, even in little glimpses, for Easter is power. Resurrection is not merely a fantasy for the soul-weary or the disturbed, any more than spring is for the winter-fatigued heart. It is not mind-candy, or some magic cure for triskaidekaphobia or other superstitious fears. Even in the tiny buds and pre-dawn chirps we see of it in this world, it is the power of God to transform all things, to restore all losses, to comfort all hearts, to give wings to the weary. When we cry out for help from our many winters and personal Good Fridays, only God can answer us from the direction of Easter Sunday with such words as these: “You will be with me in Paradise.” Spring will come to the heart and soul! Then you shall know face to face!
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