Category: Interim Ministry

November 17, 2024     First Congregational Church UCC, Brimfield MA

Galatians 3:28-29 —  There is no longer Jew or Greek; there is no longer slave or free; there is no longer male and female, for all of you are one in Christ Jesus. And if you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s offspring, heirs according to the promise.

1 John 3:1-3 — See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called childrren of God, and that is what we are. The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Beloved, we are God’s children now; what we will be has not yet been revealed. What we do know is this: when he is revealed, we will be like him, for we will see him as he is. And all who have this hope in him purify themselves, just as he is pure.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

When I was just a toddler, my mother began to read me stories from Mary Alice Jones’ book Tell Me About God.  In some ways, I think, it was an odd book…. Tho hugely popular among mainstream Protestant parents, it focused on God.  Most kids’ faith-oriented books these days are about Jesus, or about ways to live… God barely gets a mention, much less whole stories…

And yet, God, and how we understand God, is the foundation of how we construct our lives together in community, how we create and maintain families, how we interact with others.  It feels as though God is not only unseen, but also unmentioned. So, today, I want to tell some stories about God, that we might meditate together on how that God forms our world.

God is Good.

God is good.  This is the foundation of the whole story.  Our entire understanding of our world, we believe, is built on the idea that God is good.

Not all gods are good, you know.  We believe there is only one god, but many other belief systems teach there are multiple gods, and just about always, one of those god is not good.  Maybe a trickster god, and even sometimes a god that is purely evil.

But Christians believe that God is good.

We struggle with it, especially when we’ve had tough stuff in our lives.  I worked once with a church which had almost split over the interim’s (not mine) use of the call and response God is good all the time/all the time God is good.  Every single person who hated the phrase (and also the interim) had lost a child.  They were all mad as blazes with God.  In some cases the death had been maybe 30 years previously, but their pain and betrayal almost broke the church.

So, let’s look a little more at what it means that God is good.  

• It means that, no matter how bad things are, we are never left alone.
• It means that, no matter how small our resources, we always have opportunities to share love

When I was three, my sister was born and died.  I was mad at God.  I mean, really, who else can you be mad at when you’re three?  Not my mother, not my father; they were as devastated as I was.  And at 3, the health care system wasn’t much more than vague “hospital” mentions.  It was no where on my horizon that my sister could have died because of their incompetence.  And, I have to add, her death wasn’t the hospital’s fault; she was born on the edge of survivability.  But I thought a good God’s job was to protect us from all harm.  

That’s when I was three and struggling to make sense of a world where my sister had died, my parents grieved, and I was increasingly chronically ill.

Over the years, however, I began to notice that in the  Bible, when things went bad, God still was there.  I realized that “things going bad” is part and parcel of the reality of life.  We are not kept super safe, wrapped in cotton and protected from all harm.  

Last week, when I was sick, I ordered groceries delivered.  That head of iceberg lettuce I looked for arrived as a head of cauliflower.  That was not God sleeping on the job, but what someone at the store was a reasonable substitution.  They were wrong, but they tried.

God is with us.  When we are broken by our lives and have no one else to rage with, God is there.  

The Bible agrees.

Today’s readings are all about love.  “See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God”, and the lesson from Galatians which makes it clear that God has called us into one human family.  There is no longer Jew or Greek; there is no longer slave or free; there is no longer male and female, for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.

All throughout the journeys of Paul, he testifies to the power of the presence of God in his life. Even when he’s under arrest, transported to Rome, and then facing execution, God is with him.

God is good; God is love. 

In the past few days, we’ve begun to come to grips with the truth that, no matter which way you slice our electorate, an awful lot of us are in a terrible state of fear and anticipation.  It would have been that way no matter who won, you know.  I think the overarching emotion of this election was terror, and for many of us the choices boiled down to something like, who’s the least frightening.  I’m not going to march us through a list of what scares each of us the most, tho I will suggest that if you can’t figure out what the other side is worried about, that might make a good personal research project.

What I am going to say is that this is a good time to remember that God is good, God is reliable, strengthening.  God is love. 

There were a lot of good little stories in that book I read, but this was the most important one.  If you remember nothing else about God, remember that God is love.  Remember that we are never abandoned, never condemned, but always loved, always “at home” when we are with God.

Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

November 3, 2024    First Congregational Church UCC, Brimfield MA

Wisdom 3:1-9 — the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and no torment will ever touch them.   In the eyes of the foolish they seemed to have died, and their departure was thought to be a disaster and their going from us to be their destruction,  but they are at peace. For though in the sight of others they were punished,  their hope is full of immortality. Having been disciplined a little, they will receive great good, because God tested them and found them worthy of himself; 

John 11:32-35– When Mary came where Jesus was and saw him, she knelt at his feet and said to him, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.” When Jesus saw her weeping and the Jews who came with her also weeping, he was greatly disturbed in spirit and deeply moved. He said, “Where have you laid him?” They said to him, “Lord, come and see.” Jesus began to weep.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.” – John Greenleaf Whittier

It might have been… Whittier’s poem was about two young people who thought they might be a couple, but who never took the first step… and so spent their lives dreaming of what might have been…instead of reaching out

I know you’ve heard the line – if I hadn’t done this, then that would have happened – or if I had done that, then the other wouldn’t have happened….   Sometimes that’s true, of course.  If I didn’t eat that ice cream. . .  or, if I hadn’t gone 80 mph on the Pike, I might not have gotten that expensive ticket.  That’s one aspect, but there’s another, nastier way I hear that being used – used as a way to blame.

My closest cousin was born with Prader-Willi syndrome, a chromosomal malformation that meant she had numerous physical and cognitive issues.  I don’t know how often people came to my aunt and uncle suggesting that if they’d only done this, or not done that, Char would have been “normal”.  I don’t know how often people tried to blame them for the random action of dividing cells.  I do know that it was a long time before they stopped blaming themselves.

Maybe you’ve heard that another way:  if I’d disciplined my child better, they wouldn’t have …. Or if I hadn’t asked so much, or hadn’t worked so late, or whatever.  And it’s always a kind of blame that makes us wish… it might have been different.

That’s so hard, especially when someone dies.  We remember that this weekend when it’s All Saints Sunday.  Oh how I wish I could have another conversation with my father; why didn’t I do more?

Could I have been more loving, kinder, less critical…  Could I have said one more word?  Is there something I could have done to change the outcome?  Could I have made it different?

One of my favorite poem is Otherwise, by Jane Kenyon

I got out of bed
on two strong legs.
It might have been
otherwise. I ate
cereal, sweet
milk, ripe, flawless
peach. It might
have been otherwise.
I took the dog uphill
to the birch wood.
All morning I did
the work I love.
At noon I lay down
with my mate. It might
have been otherwise.
We ate dinner together
at a table with silver
candlesticks. It might
have been otherwise.
I slept in a bed
in a room with paintings
on the walls, and
planned another day
just like this day.
But one day, I know,
it will be otherwise.

When things don’t go the way we want, it’s all too easy to fall into “it might have been”.  It’s so tempting to think that if we had done just one more thing, or done something just a little differently, it would all have turned out differently.

Our lives are our lives.  We live them the best we can in the moment.  Sometimes that’s not so good, sometime it’s darned close to perfect.  We might wish they had gone better, or that we’d had one more good day together.  We often miss those who are gone and wish we could go back.  That’s real, that’s our love speaking, our sorrow.  

Just the other day, I was driving from Manchester CT back to Providence along Route 44 and thought – just for a moment – how much I would have enjoyed having my father in the car with me.  Woodstock CT was his homeland; he knew all the stories, all the people.  But he died before we would ever have had an opportunity for that ride, and just for a moment, I wondered what might have been.

You’ve been in that place as well.  It’s a good place, but it’s not a place to live.  Maybe God gives us “it might have been” to enjoy the possibility, or to imagine the continuation of a beloved relationship, but living there is no substitute for where we are now.

This is particularly important to hold in our hearts this week, as we face a general election for President of the United States.  No matter which way things go, we cannot maroon ourselves in “it might have been”.    Even if your candidate wins, even if every candidate you support gets elected, we all still need to move beyond “it might have been” … it might have been less contentious.  It might have been less angry.  Less filled with lies.  

Let me be clear.  I am not just talking from my side of the vote.  Almost everyone I know thinks the other side, whoever that may be, is lying, is angrier, hate-filled, misrepresenting reality.

Today’s lessons point us toward a different view of truth.  We only see partially, they tell us.  We see what matters to us in our particular setting.  Sirach wrote that “the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God and no torment will ever touch them”.  We see what is not, God sees all.  We see what we don’t have; God can see the whole picture.

We are worried about this election; whatever the result, we will still be followers of God.  We still will be able to tell right from wrong.  

If our candidate wins, we will still have the tough job of building community in our world.  If the other candidate wins, the job will still be the same.  

Most likely each of thinks our work will be easier, our lives better, if our candidate wins.  Here’s something to think about though:  no matter who wins, building trust, accepting difference, living out Christ’s call to love, whoever folks are, wherever they are on life’s journey, is still going to be a challenge.

Soon we will share the meal of Holy Communion with one another.  Let that time be a time for us to re-dedicate ourselves to the work of sharing Christian love with our community. Step from “it might have been” into this is what it is, and we can do this hard thing.  Let us be people of love, now and always.

Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

First Congregational Church UCC, Brimfield, MA    October 27, 2024, Proper 25

Jeremiah 31:7-9: For thus says the Lord: Sing aloud with gladness for Jacob, and raise shouts for the chief of the nations; proclaim, give praise, and say,  “Save, O Lord, your people, the remnant of Israel.”  See, I am going to bring them from the land of the north and gather them from the farthest parts of the earth, among them the blind and the lame, those with child and those in labor together; a great company, they shall return here.  With weeping they shall come, and with consolations I will lead them back; I will let them walk by brooks of water, in a straight path where they shall not stumble, for I have become a father to Israel, and Ephraim is my firstborn.

Mark 10:46-52     [Jesus and the disciples] came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

Hasn’t this been a beautiful fall here?  The weather has been gorgeous, and the fall color great.  It almost kinda sorta makes up for all the other stuff.  We’ve hinted about the stresses of this particular fall, what with the presidential election next week….. but add to that the things you know about in your world.  I’ve several friends who’ve had major league health issues this fall, for instance.  Maybe you’ve had a child who’s been struggling, or your family has been passing a cold from person to person for the last six weeks.  Maybe you have struggles at work, like the folks at Hasbro, the game company in Rhode Island, that announced layoffs this week.  Maybe… well, there’s no need to list them all.  It’s just needful to say that each of us, all of us, know what it’s like to have bad stuff on the table in the midst of everything else.  And we know how stressful it is.

God knows how stressful it is.  And the scriptures for today help us see the way in which our faith in God can help us, even in the worst of times, to keep our equilibrium.  

The first text, the one from Jeremiah is written for people who have seen the worst.  Their country had been conquered; the land was no longer a good, safe place to live.  Their leaders had been forced into exile.  They’d always thought they would always have a king who would be a literal descendant of King David.   Think of the situation as being a lot like life in Cambodia in the 1970s when Pol Pot would execute anyone who even wore glasses or was educated.  Except that instead of being executed, the educated leaders where exiled.

In the midst of all that horror, Jeremiah offers hope to his hearers.  The missing people, he says, will return.  The missing will come back.  The city will be re-built, the Temple restored.  

It will not be the same, but it will be good.

Jeremiah’s words are a promise that there will be good in the future.  Maybe it’ll look different than we expect, maybe parts of what’s to come won’t bring us pleasure, but even so, there will be good.

Look again at the Gospel lesson for today, the story of the Blind man who gets healed.  But this time, think about what being healed did for him, how it changed his life.  We usually think that being healed like that is a complete blessing, but what it really is, is a complete change.

His new life is going to be good, but in different ways.  The thing is, blind or seeing, God is with him.

Whatever’s going on in your lives, as you deal with the stress of this election, think about this – God is with us in good times and bad.  I don’t know that we can always absorb that.  Maybe the stress is so hard that you can only take in a couple of minutes of autumn beauty.  But it is always there, somewhere.  God’s presence is always there.

Institutions rise and fall, loved ones are with us, and then they are gone.  Robert Frost wrote in his poem, “nothing gold can stay” and it is the truth.  He knew, though, and we know, that something will come in its place, and that somewhere there will be glimpses of God to sustain us in the days to come.

Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

First Congregational Church UCC, Brimfield MA  October 20, 2024

John 18:33-39 (The Message) Pilate went back into the palace and called for Jesus. He said, “Are you the ‘King of the Jews’?” Jesus answered, “Are you saying this on your own, or did others tell you this about me?” Pilate said, “Do I look like a Jew? Your people and your high priests turned you over to me. What did you do?”

 “My kingdom,” said Jesus, “doesn’t consist of what you see around you. If it did, my followers would fight so that I wouldn’t be handed over to the Jews. But I’m not that kind of king, not the world’s kind of king.” Then Pilate said, “So, are you a king or not?”

Jesus answered, “You tell me. Because I am King, I was born and entered the world so that I could witness to the truth. Everyone who cares for truth, who has any feeling for the truth, recognizes my voice.”

Pilate said, “What is truth?”

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.   Amen.

I’d had something else on my mind, but early last week, with the choices of the election before us, I began to hear another question emerging… along the lines of “who can you trust, these days?  Who is telling the truth?”

Maybe it was the politician who sent me a begging email, claiming to be short on funds, when other sources said he was rolling in money.  

Or, how about the Providence tv station, an NBC affiliate, who showed a report from “our man in Washington” – and it turned out to be a far-right-wing employee of the corporation that owns the station, not an NBC correspondent.  

It surely wasn’t the colleague who told me she’d call me for a lunch “next week”… but didn’t…. but one way or another, this past week I’ve been pushed to think some more about truth – what it is, and whether or not it’s a necessary part of the lives we build together, necessary to form community.

It reminds me of the first time I enjoyed a Thanksgiving Dinner at my seminary.  Just before the holiday, Andover Newton would put on a feast for all the students and faculty… turkey, stuffing, and all the trimmings.  There was even a steamed pudding and hard sauce.  And that was where I learned that butter was a necessary ingredient for hard sauce.  You cannot substitute lard, or Crisco…it has to be butter, or it’s just not edible.

Without truth, can we have community?  Or do we just have a hard white lump that actually ruins the meal?

What is truth, Pilate asks, and it is not an idle question.  Truth is that which agrees with the facts.  It is true, truth, that our leaves are turning color right now.  That’s a fact.  It’s a fact that Route 20 east of Sturbridge is difficult to drive because of construction. 

Sometimes we confuse fact and opinion.  I have two friends who, right now, are arguing about whether or not the best cheese comes from Oregon, where one friend lives, or Wisconsin, where the other one lives.  I could jump in and say, no its Vermont…but that’s just my opinion.  

But what’s going on these days is not really about confusing fact and opinion…. It’s about offering as fact that which is untrue, turning lies into truth… If a person tells you that there is no problem driving Route 20, or if they tell you that there are no slowdowns on the Mass Pike, and you believe them, those untruths can cause you problems.

What is truth?  It’s not just facts.  Truth is the foundation upon which we build our world.  In Matthew 7, Jesus tells the story of the two carpenters – one built his house on the rock, a solid foundation, trustable, reliable.  The other built on shifting sands… and when the storm came – think of those houses in places like the Outer Banks that are falling into the sea…  Truth is that rocky foundation, unmovable, dependable.  

Without a reliable basis of truth, it is enormously difficult to build community.  We can see this all around right now.  Sure, we all agree, I think, that twelve inches makes one foot, but on other, less-factually-based issues, we find ourselves divided by what we believe to be true or false.  We are divided by our understandings of the meaning of truth.  There is, in short a difference between truth, based on facts, and truthiness, based on nothing much at all

Wikipedia says that:

“Truthiness is the belief or assertion that a particular statement is true based on the intuition or perceptions of some individual or individuals, without regard to  evidence, logic, intellectual examination, or facts.  Truthiness can range from ignorant assertions of falsehoods to deliberate duplicity or propaganda intended to sway opinions.”

Let’s be clear; we cannot build a good world, a healthy world, on the shifting sands of untruth, or opinions.  We can say we don’t “believe” in climate change, but those houses keep falling into the ocean.  People keep losing their homes.  Hurricanes keep getting more and more powerful. Truthiness destroys lives, people. Communities, and even countries.  Lying cannot change the basic fabric of society.

I wonder if the struggle we’re in isn’t really a struggle between a vision of a community, a world, built on truth – and a world built on assumptions – between truth and truthiness.  It can be difficult to tell the difference sometimes, but we have been given some guidelines on that by Jesus.  

We believe that Jesus was the living embodiment of truth, that truth which is revealed in the active practice of love – love of our world, love of our communities, love of one another.  That is a love which leaps across the wall between peoples and has the capacity to bring together enemies and transform them into friends.  

The ultimate truth of our world is a truth which is built on love, which seeks to build up the community, to make life better for us all, not just good for the top layer.  When Jesus says “I am the Way and the Truth and the Life” he is pointing towards a way of life which is built on truth and planned to bring people together, to create a community where all can thrive.

This, then is truth:  facts matter.  People are important.  God is about Love, not just some, but all of us, all the time.

Amen.

©2024, Virginia H. Child

October 13, 2024 First Congregational Church of Brimfield MA

Mark 10:17-31 — As he was setting out on a journey, a man ran up and knelt before him and asked him, “Good Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”  Jesus said to him, “Why do you call me good? No one is good but God alone. You know the commandments: ‘You shall not murder. You shall not commit adultery. You shall not steal. You shall not bear false witness. You shall not defraud. Honor your father and mother.’ ” He said to him, “Teacher, I have kept all these since my youth.” Jesus, looking at him, loved him and said, “You lack one thing; go, sell what you own, and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; then come, follow me.” When he heard this, he was shocked and went away grieving, for he had many possessions. 

Then Jesus looked around and said to his disciples, “How hard it will be for those who have wealth to enter the kingdom of God!” And the disciples were perplexed at these words. But Jesus said to them again, “Children, how hard it is to enter the kingdom of God! It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.” They were greatly astounded and said to one another, “Then who can be saved?” Jesus looked at them and said, “For mortals it is impossible, but not for God; for God all things are possible.” 

Peter began to say to him, “Look, we have left everything and followed you.” Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for my sake and for the sake of the good news^,*  who will not receive a hundredfold now in this age—houses, brothers and sisters, mothers and children, and fields, with persecutions—and in the age to come eternal life.  But many who are first will be last, and the last will be first.”

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

Today, we get to hear one of the great stories of Jesus.  What a great cast of characters:  Jesus, of course, but that “rich young man”, the boy who has everything, and the disciples, who, as usual, are standing around the edges of the crowd with their mouths hanging open.

Their mouths are hanging open because Jesus has just told this really sharp guy that he has to give away everything he has to the poor if he wants to have treasure in heaven.  

And that was astounding because then – as now – the surest external sign that you are loved by God (or really lucky – too often, people assume it’s the same thing) is that you’ve got lots of money, a big car, great clothes, the latest iPhone, and a really really sleek kitchen. 

And Jesus blows that idea, that picture of success, right out of the water.

Jesus says that the surest sign of God’s love is not what we have, but what we do.  The thing God calls forth from us is not belief is any particular Christian doctrine, but that we love others, with our hearts, our souls, our strength, our minds – with, indeed, all our resources.

You’d think that loving our neighbors would be clear, even if doing it has its own set of challenges, but it’s not always that easy to see what loving our neighbors will mean, and for a reason we might not expect.

You can’t be generous with what you don’t know you have.  You can’t use your power if you don’t know you have power.  And you can’t help people if you can’t see their needs.

I’m willing to guess that the rich young man didn’t think he was rich.  He didn’t realize how much more he had than everyone else, if only because he didn’t know anyone who had less than he did.  And yes, he probably had servants, but he never really saw them as people, apart from their work, so it never occurred to him that they were part of the working poor.

Here’s an example:

Do you remember the movie “Hidden Figures”? . . . the story of three African-American women working at NASA and how they helped send men into space.  Well, that’s the front story, anyway, because there’s another story there. 

Do you remember how Katherine Johnson keeps having to disappear from her desk from time to time to visit the bathroom?  But instead of just going down the hall, and being gone for, say, 15 minutes, she’s forced to go half a mile to the only building at Langley that has a rest room set aside for “colored people”… and it sometimes takes her almost an hour, going and coming.  

All her boss sees is that she’s gone, and one day he gives her a hard time about it.  She loses her temper and tells him exactly why she’s gone for such a long time.  And this white man takes up his power to change the world, and knocks down the sign for the “colored women’s restroom”, making it possible for Johnson to use the women’s room right outside her workstation door.

I don’t think it ever occurred to the boss that he had the power to change Katherine Johnson’s life until he got mad enough to do it.  And even then, what made him mad was probably not the injustice of making her walk a half mile each way to the bathroom, but the time that was wasted by that rule.  None the less, he used his power to make a change, and in the making, changed the lives of every African American woman on the campus, permanently. 

Jesus called to the rich young man to use his power, in his case wealth, to make change for the poor in his area.  We are called to do the same, to use our power to make our world better.  But first, we have to realize that we have power, that we have convictions.  In order for that to happen, we are called to see and understand our world.

Think about it:  what do we see, really see, when we look around?

Years ago, I was the interim in Bethany CT, a teeny little town on the road from New Haven to Naugatuck.  Bethany’s not much different from Brimfield, I guess… except they had more horses than people, and maybe more college professors, because homes there had been inexpensive once upon a time and they were close enough to the many schools in New Haven for an easy commute.

The year I was there, we were celebrating an anniversary, and decided to do a BIG PROJECT.  We wanted something that would be spectacular, that would make a huge pile, that would really impress the Conference Minister when he came to preach – and decided to collect disposable diapers… 

Now, not all our folks were convinced – some worried about the environment and said we should be collecting cloth diapers instead of disposables.  

Some folks really didn’t believe there was that big a need.  And some, of course, thought that collecting diapers for New Haven instead of anything for Bethany was not quite right – take care of ourselves first, right?  And then there was the discovery that, wow, those diapers were expensive… Shouldn’t we concentrate on tuna?  

So we launched an educational event.  We discovered that local day cares insisted that each baby bring in at least 2-3 disposable diapers every day.  And we learned that without reliable child care it was really hard to get and keep a job, any job, even the most menial.

We discovered that poor people can’t, by and large, use cloth diapers.  Really poor people don’t have washers and dryers.  And most public laundromats won’t allow you to wash cloth diapers in their machines.

We got into it to do something that would make a splash because we wanted to show off.  We discovered that ready access to disposable diapers was essential for a mom to be able to work.  Our church was mostly college-educated and hardly any of us had been that poor.  Our diaper campaign opened our eyes to one of the barriers that keeps poor people poor – and to the privilege we enjoyed because we had ready access to washers and dryers, and the money to fix them when they broke.

What are we here in Brimfield seeing?  And what are we missing?  What power, what gifts are we not using because we don’t realize we have them?  Who is missing from the picture?

Can we see the reasons why people who are poor, stay poor?  Can we see how hunger makes it hard for kids to learn?  Can we recognize how hard it is for parents who don’t read easily to read stories to their children?  Can we imagine a world where it’s hard to come up with clean clothes, or even diapers?

Can we see that we have the power to make a difference?  Can we see how much we have been given?  We have money.  We have prestige, stability, a reasonably safe future, where others have no safe place to take a shower or wash their clothes, much less plan for their retirement.

We are called and commissioned by God to use our eyes to see, to use our hearts to love, to use our wealth, our power to change our world, to create with God a world where all are truly welcome.  It is the work God gave us when we pledged our lives to God’s church; it is our thanks for God’s never-ending love that surrounds the whole world wide.

Give your lives, your world, true value.  Go, see truly, love wisely, build God’s community always.  

Amen.

September 1, 2024 First Congregational Church in Auburn UCC

Scripture Reading:                                               James 1:17-27; Mark 7:1-8 (The Message translation)

. .  from James:  You must understand this, my beloved: let everyone be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger; for your anger does not produce God’s righteousness. Therefore rid yourselves of all sordidness and rank growth of wickedness, and welcome with meekness the implanted word that has the power to save your souls.

But be doers of the word, and not merely hearers who deceive themselves. For if any are hearers of the word and not doers, they are like those who look at themselves in a mirror; for they look at themselves and, on going away, immediately forget what they were like. But those who lok into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and persevere, being not hearers who forget but doers who act– they will be blessed in their doing.

If any think they are religious, and do not bridle their tongues but deceive their hearts, their religion is worthless. Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to care for orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

On August 28, columnist Jeff Jacoby wrote in the Boston Globe:  In a heartwarming photo essay on the Globe’s front page, my colleague Stan Grossfeld wrote about the angels in long dresses and bonnets who came to Monica Hampton’s ravaged home in Brookfield, Vt., bearing hope, hammers, and sheets of drywall.

The eight women in their 20s are members of a horse-and-buggy Mennonite community in Pennsylvania that eschews many elements of 21st-century life — no cellphones, no television, no air travel, no college. By design, their rigorous lifestyle separates them from modern social culture. At the same time, their Christian faith instills in them a deep commitment to serve others in love. Which is why these modest women, volunteers with the Mennonite Disaster Service, willingly gave up their summer vacation and traveled to Vermont to help Hampton and her family, whose lives were upended by disasters: After a fire destroyed their home in January 2023, floods ruined most of what was left.“Then all of a sudden, the Mennonite Disaster [Service] came out, and they said, ‘We’ll help you get along,’” Hampton told Grossfeld. “I thought, maybe we’ll get a couple of hours … but they’re still here.” The women — who declined to give their names because, as one said, “We’re not here for fame” — hang drywall, paint, and install insulation. And they do it with the joy that comes from the conviction that God smiles on their selflessness and hard work. 

It’s really not possible to over-estimate the flood damage in New England this summer.  You probably saw the damage of the most recent floods in western Connecticut, along the Naugatuck and its tributaries.  And Vermont has been devastated now at least twice, particularly because roads, homes, farms and rivers run along together along the narrow valleys of that mountainous state.  

Any help to any of these places is great, but that this group of Mennonite women took their vacations and came up to Vermont is truly impressive.

And yet, after Jacoby’s article, most of the letter-to-the-editor responses were contemptuous, even filled with hatred of religion, not just Christianity, but all religions.  And many of those responses named when they’d seen our words and our deeds beating each other up.  We spoke of love, they said, and then told some group they weren’t welcome.  We spoke of justice, and they saw greed.  We offered aid, and they saw manipulation and coercive action – we’ll feed you, but only if you join our church….

And isn’t that kind of hypocrisy just what James is talking about?  Yes, it is.  Now, hypocrisy itself isn’t a Christian problem.  It’s a human problem.  And James names it, and tells us how to get out from behind it, into the Christian way.

All we need to do, he says, is match our words and deeds.  Be undivided people, wholly committed to the Christian way.

This sermon is about salvation:  now some folks believe that salvation, for the Christian, is entirely about going to be with God after we die.  Give your heart to Jesus, they teach, and that’s all you need to do.  James tells us that really, saying that going to heaven is all of what it means to be saved, is like saying that jimmies are the only important part of an ice cream cone.  

Jimmies are great, but jimmies alone – not so much.

And going to heaven is great, but that’s the “jimmies” of being Christian.  The base (the ice cream??) of our Christian faith is living that faith out every day.  It’s about matching those words “I am saved” with the belief  “I am saved to serve my world”.  That’s the fullness of the salvation that Jesus brings.

In the Message translation, James puts it this way:

But be doers of the word, and not merely hearers who deceive themselves. For if any are hearers of the word and not doers, they are like those who look at themselves in a mirror; for they look at themselves and, on going away, immediately forget what they were like. But those who look into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and persevere, being not hearers who forget but doers who act—they will be blessed in their doing.

When we bring our words and our deeds together, no matter how difficult those deeds, there is a sweetness to our lives that comes no other way.  Salvation, the Christian salvation, is a way of live that makes our world better.  

When you take Communion this morning, re-dedicate yourself to bringing together word and deed, and being a whole-hearted, whole-lived Christian.

In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen!

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

Note: This is my final sermon at the First Congregational Church UCC in Auburn MA. Stay tuned for my next assignment.

First Congregational Church in Auburn UCC, August 25, 2024

Ephesians 6:10-20 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his power; put on the whole armor of God, so that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil, for our struggle is not against blood and flesh but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers of this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.^,* Therefore take up the whole armor of God, so that you may be able to withstand on the evil day and, having prevailed against everything, to stand firm. Stand, therefore, and belt your waist with truth and put on the breastplate of righteousness and lace up your sandals in preparation for the gospel of peace. With all of these, take the shield of faith, with which you will be able to quench all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. Pray in the Spirit at all times in every prayer and supplication. To that end, keep alert and always persevere in supplication for all the saints. Pray also for me, so that when I speak a message may be given to me to make known with boldness the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it boldly, as I must speak.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

Nine years ago, in 2015, NESN fired Don Orsillo, one half of a very popular Red Sox broadcasting team… Don did the play-by-play while Jerry Remy did the commentary.  They were a beloved team, and fans were really angry with the team’s move.

It’s 2024.  Nine years later.  And you still cannot have a conversation about the quality of present day Red Sox broadcasts on the Boston Globe’s web pages without it descending into an argument that the Sox shouldn’t have fired Orsillo, and that Dave O’Brien is evil for having taken Orsillo’s place.  

Anger is powerful.  Anger is persistent.  Anger is destructive.

That kind of anger shuts down conversation, destroys friendships, or makes it almost impossible to build good relationships – and it’s not just about the Red Sox.  In a world that is increasingly angry, more and more unwilling to trust anyone else on anything….how do we survive?  How do we thrive? How do we follow the  Christian way?

There is a power which is trying to convince us that it’s better to be mean than to be kind.

There’s a power out there that believes it is better to throw an insult than to take anyone else’s position seriously.

There’s a power out there that believes it’s better to poison the well for everyone else than to let anyone get ahead.

That power is out to destroy the community in which we live, to destroy the community that is the basis of our relationship with the whole world.

And it’s a power which can leave us feeling powerless, worthless, frustrated and angry ourselves.  It leaves us feeling as though every good thing we’ve ever tried to do has disappeared, and that our beliefs, our practices, our way of caring for one another are increasingly irrelevant, worthless, and contemptible.

I want to make two things really clear as we think about this power.  First, while you may see and hear people, maybe in your own families, who are captured by this power of hatred and anger – those people didn’t start this.  They are captured by a force that is beyond belief.  And if you find yourself under the influence of this stuff— getting angrier, responding more sharply than you used to, remember that it is not you who has changed, it is the world of acceptable behavior in which we live these days.

Second, this anger I speak of is not limited to one particular political party.  It is something that has infected all our world.  I’ve heard people from way left of the Democratic Party get really angry, and people from the far Right.  Sometimes this kind of anger is about a political party, but sometimes it’s about the best beach in Rhode Island, or who should announce games for the Red Sox.

The good news for the days is that we do not have to live in anger.  We can push back. We don’t have to start making mean remarks ourselves in order to make a difference.  The way things are now is not the way God intends for life to be, and God has given us the strength, the wisdom and the practices to begin to make changes.

Today’s good news is simply this:  in today’s lesson, St. Paul lines out for us a way to live in the midst of anger, a way to be a force for good in our homes, our work, our community, our world.  God has not left us alone in this task.  So, let’s look again at these words.

• Stand, therefore, and belt your waist with truth.  Let your words be true. 
• Put on the breastplate of righteousness.  Do the right thing.
• Lace up your sandals in preparation for the gospel of peace. Act peaceably.
• With all of these, take the shield of faith.  Remember, God acts for good.
• Pray in the Spirit at all times in every prayer and supplication. Pray, be in daily touch with God.

Let your words be true.  Be sure you know what’s really going on.  God calls us to be agents of truth, so check out those rumors.  If you don’t know, for instance, why the Red Sox fired Don Orsillo, don’t speculate.  If you see a story on Facebook, remember that no one factchecks Facebook posts and check it out.

Do the right thing.  America Magazine last week had an article about how to raise kids who continue to attend church after they grow up.  Now America is a Catholic magazine, so they were thinking specifically about the kids staying Catholic, while we’d think about staying Protestant – but the idea is the same. 

The mother whose children have stopped practicing their faith said: “I did all the things,” . . .“We went to church as a family. We sacrificed to send them to Catholic school. They went to youth group. We did everything we thought we were supposed to do. What happened?”  

Well, here’s the answer: “While families who successfully raised all of their children to a faithful adulthood did have regular family prayer times (usually some kind of morning, mealtime, and/or bedtime prayers), that doesn’t appear to be the main factor responsible for their success. What mattered most was a family dynamic in which the family (especially the children) experienced their faith as the source of the warmth in their homes. Children raised in these households experienced their family’s faith as something that drew them together in good times and bad.”

Doing the right thing, living out our faith, changes lives.  America applies that idea directly to raising children, but it applies all across the board.  In this contentious time, be extra sure to live out the values of kindness, grace, mercy, justice and love, which exemplify the Christian faith.  Let your faith allow others to see you as a trustworthy person, a kind oasis in an angry world.

Act peaceably.  There are going to be a lot of time when we’ll be around someone or some situation where anger is in the air.  Be the person who takes it down a notch.  If you’re in line at the grocery, and the person in front of you is mean to the clerk, be the person who says something kind.  If someone starts to tell a nasty joke or a mean story, if someone starts to make fun of a person, be the person who walks away, or who says that’s not acceptable (but not angrily).  Build peace by helping people see the way of love.

Be in daily touch with God.  You know this – daily conversations are a building block of good, solid relationships.  So, talk with God every day.  Tell God about the deeply annoying person you met, or whatever else has pushed your buttons, and doing so will help you keep your cool.  

Our world is filled with anger and distrust.  In the days to come, be the people who turn away from that path.  Be the people who seek truth and practice what they preach.  Stay in touch with God, and build God’s world, in Jesus’ name.

Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

First Congregational Church in Auburn UCC, August 11, 2024

John 6:35  Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. 

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

For what do we hunger?  It’s not really about food, you know, though I’m sure each of us has something foody for which we yearn… something we love to eat, that perhaps is only available fresh at one time of the year, like asparagus…. or something we love but aren’t supposed to eat… or something that when we smell it or taste it reminds us of home… my grandmother’s home often smelled of apples and wood smoke, for instance.  

But this hunger of which Jesus speaks is a hunger for love, a hunger for perfection, a hunger for acceptance; that hunger is a lot harder to satisfy for most of us.

You might remember that sense that everything had to be perfect if you think back to when you were a child and maybe got a new coloring book and a box of brand new crayons…. and how important it seemed then that all the crayons be perfect, not used, not broken, but brand new and perfect.

And you might remember how easily those crayons broke, how hard it was to keep them looking good.  

Well, maybe you lived in a home with a big box of well-loved crayons, and it was more important to find a blue one than it be untouched by any other hands…. maybe it was something else that just had to be right.  And maybe that has happened to you more recently than your sixth birthday…

Maybe your first family Thanksgiving dinner dessert was a flop.  The big presentation at work – well, none of the a/v equipment worked properly.  There’s a big old dent in the side of a brand new car?  Your sixth grader got a C in English?  

And it’s not just about those kinds of failures… because it’s not all that hard to come up with a list of more serious things to worry about, things which raise our fears these days,  and it becomes harder to resist that feeling that we are all on the losing side of things, that something’s out of whack.

In the midst of all this, comes Jesus, saying to us, “Do not be afraid.”  And somewhere in our minds comes that voice responding back, “are you kidding?”  

In the midst of trial and trouble, we struggle to see or feel the truth of Jesus’ words.  It’s easy for him to say that we’ll never hunger or thirst if we follow him, but right now, we’re hungry and thirsty and lonely and tired.  And what does it all mean?

That’s when it’s helpful to add in the words found in the letter to the Hebrews:  “faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”  

As followers of Jesus Christ, we are engaged in the work of building something which doesn’t yet exist.  Our task is the transformation of dreams into reality.  It’s not just the work of our lifetimes, but the work of centuries; we are but one part of that work.

Sometimes, it feels like we’re making no progress.  Sometimes, it feels like we’re going backwards.  But there are signs out there, signs for us to show that we’re really one step ahead, even when we’re in the midst of chaos.  

Here’s a story about how small steps, small changes, made a big difference:  it’s a story from out of the dog show world that I heard years ago.  

Down in South Carolina, they were having a canine obedience trial.  This is a kind of doggy competition where the dogs are asked to complete particular tasks to demonstrate just how well trained they are.  Dogs, accompanied by their human handlers, sit, stay, jump over obstacles and retrieve items on command, and they are evaluated on how well they sit, how promptly they come, how completely they stay and so on. In some kinds of obedience, the dog and handler walk a course, doing a task at each of maybe ten stations.  It’s a lot of fun, but very hard for dog and human.

So in this particular contest (or trial), one of the women noticed an elderly woman who was showing her dog for the umpteenth time…. Our friend, Bev,  reports that every year, this woman comes to their show and competes.  She’s not very good, and the dog’s not learned a whole lot over the years – they’ve never even progressed out of the introductory level, but everyone has noticed how much fun they have together.

This year it was a little different.  This year, the woman and her dog actually qualified (finished with a high enough score that they could move ahead). And, when she finished the exercise, everyone broke out in loud applause!  The exhibitor still wasn’t very good, and the dog still hadn’t learned much, but they’d done their best and they were honored for it.

And there’s more – The next day, this same woman was going to compete again.  It turns out she’s deaf, and in the noise of the fairgrounds, her hearing aids are no help at all, but she absolutely has to hear the directions from the judge to know which part of the course to work next.  She was set for failure and the judge knew it.  

So the judge went to the people running the competition and challenged them to find a hearing-ear person – someone who could walk along with the exhibitor through the exercises and do nothing more than repeat the judge’s instructions so she could hear.  Wonder of wonders, they found someone, and went ahead with the competition – and the exhibitor finished well, and to great cheers.  And then it was announced that not only had she managed to complete the course, but she’d earned fourth place.  The cheers brought the place down.

Sometimes our great gains are in solving society’s problems – in creating a safe space for GLBT teens to gather, or helping the homeless find homes, or providing a free meal to the community on a regular basis.  Sometimes, it’s helping a fellow competitor through the competition.  Sometimes, it’s as simple as offering a ride to the doctor or sharing coffee at Dunkins.

David Lose, senior pastor of Mt. Olivet Lutheran Church in Minneapolis, writes:  

. . . .one of the primary calls of the church today is to become a place where people are so rooted in the promise of God’s good pleasure, reminded of their identity as God’s beloved children, and affirmed in their inherent self-worth and dignity, that they can, indeed, see all those around them as similarly beloved and deserving of self-worth, dignity, and God’s good pleasure. 

The question for a Christian, you see, isn’t finally about some form of self-actualization but rather discovering that as we give ourselves away in relationship and service we find a deeper sense of self than we’d imagined possible. We are born for community and find a sense of self and meaning and purpose as we trust God’s promises and give ourselves away in love.

We are not perfect, but we are loved.  

Our lives are not perfect, but they are important.  

Things may fall apart, but God will always be with us.  

Failure is not an end, but more like an opportunity to try another path.

Because we know that we are God’s beloved children, because we know that love cannot be lost, we are freed to be people of love to those who are feared and hated in our world.  And that sense of belonging, of having worthwhile work, of knowing that we are loved, that is the food that sustains, that is the bread that always satisfies, that is the drink that quenches our thirst.

We’re not here just to make money, or to have the best vacation – or even the most elaborate Halloween display on the block – we are here, we are at our best, when we are working together, we are freed to build community, to help others to be their best selves.

And because we know that God loves us even when we fail, we’re able to get up, to be restored, to work together again, to continue on the path that the apostles started so long ago.  

Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. 

Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

First Congregational Church in Auburn UCC, August 4, 2024

⁴³ “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ ⁴⁴ But I say to you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, ⁴⁵ so that you may be children of your Father in heaven, for he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good and sends rain on the righteous and on the unrighteous. ⁴⁶ For if you love those who love you, what reward do you have? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? ⁴⁷ And if you greet only your brothers and sisters, what more are you doing than others? Do not even the gentiles do the same? ⁴⁸ Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer.  Amen.

If there’s any one directive from the Bible that is totally discouraging, it’s this one:  be perfect…as your heavenly Father is perfect.  That God is perfect is no problem, of course, but that I should be perfect like that – well, that’s a major challenge.

All this section of Matthew is a series of impossible statements, impossible asks of us…. those who follow Jesus, it says – never get angry…. never commit adultery… never lie…. never smack back in an argument or a fight..  love your enemies.

And then – be perfect.  What we’re being asked to do here is impossible, not just for you or me, but for anyone, right?  So, why is it here?  What does it mean for us?

It is a radical re-orienting of how we live our lives.  This section calls us to leave behind the “good enough for government work” point of view, and to live into our true capacities to be better.  

A lot of the time, when we read in this section we focus on the specific things God calls us to do, but today, I want us to think together about what it means when God points us towards all of these ways of being.  Think about it this way:  when God looks at us, does God see people who are content with the way things are, the ways they’re living — or does God see in us, the potential to be better, to come closer to God’s vision for our world?

And if God sees in us the capacity to come closer to perfection, then what resources does God give us to strengthen and guide us on the way?  How will we learn to adjust our expectations?  Where will we gain the confidence to follow this call?

Because God is not throwing us into the deep end and expecting us to instantly be able to swim.  God knows it is not easy to change direction and that we will need help and guidance on our journey.  And this task is especially important in these contentious times.  So, we have help available.

We grow in our faith when we gather together, like we’re doing this morning.  Even when you don’t agree with what I’m saying, the opportunity to think together — and maybe, even more true when you don’t agree – that opportunity to think together is an important way to grow in faith.

We grow in our ability to practice our faith through attending Bible study.  It’s part of the essential nature of the congregational understanding of Christianity, that we are called to live in community, to do things like discussing faith or studying the Bible – not alone, but with the folks who share our commitment to this church and its ways.  

We grow in our love for one another when we gather regularly to share in Holy Communion, the Lord’s Supper.  It is in the telling and re-telling of the story of Jesus, the physical sharing of bread and cup, that we remember how we are part of a fellowship which not only extends throughout the world today, but extends back in time to the days of Jesus. Communion is the act which binds us together, across the ages, which brings us together even when death divides us, which reminds us who we are and whose we are.

God calls on us to be perfect, but not because we need to be perfect to be loved by God.  We are loved and accepted right now, as we are… but we are invited to move further in and higher up, to be our best, to let God’s love so shine in our lives that we bring that love to all the world.

So today, take hold of that accepting love.  When the communion is served, take and eat to be nourished to be your very best person.  Let the love of Christ change your world for the better.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

© 2024, Virginia H. Child

July 28, 2024 First Congregational Church in Auburn, MA UCC

John 6:1-14 — After this Jesus went to the other side of the Sea of Galilee, also called the Sea of Tiberias. ² A large crowd kept following him because they saw the signs that he was doing for the sick. ³ Jesus went up the mountain and sat down there with his disciples. ⁴ Now the Passover, the festival of the Jews, was near. ⁵ When he looked up and saw a large crowd coming toward him, Jesus said to Philip, “Where are we to buy bread for these people to eat?” ⁶ He said this to test him, for he himself knew what he was going to do. ⁷ Philip answered him, “Two hundred denarii would not buy enough bread for each of them to get a little.” ⁸ One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, said to him, ⁹ “There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish. But what are they among so many people?” ¹⁰ Jesus said, “Make the people sit down.” Now there was a great deal of grass in the place, so they sat down, about five thousand in all. ¹¹ Then Jesus took the loaves, and when he had given thanks he distributed them to those who were seated; so also the fish, as much as they wanted. ¹² When they were satisfied, he told his disciples, “Gather up the fragments left over, so that nothing may be lost.” ¹³ So they gathered them up, and from the fragments of the five barley loaves, left by those who had eaten, they filled twelve baskets. ¹⁴ When the people saw the sign that he had done, they began to say, “This is indeed the prophet who is to come into the world.” 

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.

I want to set the scene in your minds – so imagine yourself watching from the door of one of our church school classrooms… watching the teacher tell the story of Noah and the Ark to a group of ten year olds, there for Vacation Bible School.  It’s a mixed group of kids who’ve always attended and some from the neighborhood, who’ve maybe never been inside a church before.

As the teacher tells the story, describes the animals two by two, talks about how Noah was told in a dream to build the ark – all that story we’ve known forever – look over there at that boy with the green t-shirt.  Check out the look on his face – a mixture of utter disbelief and disgust.  There can be no doubt – that boy thinks he’s being sold a bill of goods.  There’s no such thing as that ark.  There were no animals, two by two.  And nobody ever heard God’s voice in a dream.  

If you came back the next day, you might notice that boy is gone.  He’s turned his back on church because that story made no sense to him.  In fact, the story we thought would strengthen faith actually drove him away.

I was the one watching the boy as I assisted in the VBS classroom that year in my home church.  And, yes, he never came back.  

We tried to tell him a story about how miraculous God is; instead he heard a story about how unbelievable God is.

Now, what I’m thinking about today is whether or not we’ve completely missed the boat on what makes  those stories miracles… about what makes them miraculous…   Today’s reading is one of those miracles, but you know there are others…. children healed, Lazarus brought back to life, Jonah and the whale…. and I want us to think about whether by focusing on arks, and bread, and medical healing, we’ve missed what’s really amazing.

And I wonder if we haven’t totally missed the point of the stories because we keep insisting that it’s the ark, or the fantastic amount of bread, or the healing that is the point of the story.  You see, I don’t think it’s the ark or the bread or the act of healing that’s the miracle; I think it’s always and every time the relationships folks have with God or Jesus that is the key to the miracle.  

If we listen to the story of the feeding of the 5000 and marvel at how Jesus managed to come up with bread and cheese and fish for all, then what we’re thinking is that miracles are about someone coming in and saving us at the last minute.  It means we think that miracles are passive events. Maybe we pray, but after that, it’s all up to Jesus to do something for us

Do you remember the story about the man at the pool of Bethzatha?  (or Bethsaida, or Bethesda… the way the Hebrew letters got transliterated into Greek and then English is irrelevant… they’re all the same place.)  So, there’s this pool in Jerusalem, and the story is that if you dip yourself in the water when it is turbulent, there’s a chance that you’ll be cured of whatever ails you.  But you’ve got to be first.  

Jesus is talking to a guy who’s been pool-side for thirty-eight years, never making it into the pool…. thirty-eight years.  Jesus listens, and then he says to the guy, “Do you want to be healed?”  After 38 years, it’s a reasonable question…he’s spent decades laying by the side of the pool, never in the water.

So, what’s more miraculous – that Jesus heals the man?  Or that Jesus frees him from the captivity of being poolside?  Is this another anti-scientific story about healing?  Or is it a story about the way following Jesus can change everything?

It’s way too easy to picture miracles as always being about the manipulation of physical realities, or special treatment for God’s chosen people… I’ve actually seen people suggesting that in the attempted assassination of Donald Trump the other week, it was God’s guiding hand that kept Trump from being seriously injured, and that is a miracle.  So, why didn’t God save Corey Comperatore?  He was just attending the rally.  I don’t know how that feels to Comperatore’s family, but I do know that it’s insulting to God to suggest that God has love and compassion for one person and not for all people, that God would protect one person but allow another, an innocent person, totally not involved, to be killed.  That’s not a miracle, that’s just sloppy thinking.

So, what’s the powerful word of hope to come to us from today’s miracle story?  Why stop with the idea that it’s only about the miraculous production of food?  As I read and re-read it, it seems to me that it’s not about sudden interventions, or the sorts of things that need a protector to show up.  It is, instead, about the way that listening to Jesus, about the way that following Jesus’ path, feeds us with the strength for each day.  Jesus feeds us, gives us to the strength we need for each day.  That’s the miracle here.

The even bigger miracle is that this isn’t something that only happened to long-gone disciples on a hill in Palestine.  It’s not something that happened back then and never again.  It happens to us, every day.  All we have to do is reach out to Jesus to know and experience the miracle of strength in our lives.  All we have to do is reach out for a guiding word to help us live lives of worth and value.  And that’s the miracle for us today.  The miraculous changing of our lives from nothing to something, that no matter who we are or where we are on life’s journey we are loved by God, accepted by God, and commissioned to be God’s loving disciples right here in Auburn.  That’s a miracle to hold on to.

That’s what God is telling us today.  We all have a part in God’s miracles and that part comes as we aim to live out the Gospel call to be people of love, people of mercy, people of generosity.  That we take up this calling, that we live it out, that we persist in it to the end, now that’s the real miracle.

Amen.

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