Monday, November 30, 2009

A Great Gift or The Season of Advent


I cannot believe that we are already in the Christmas season, with its onslaught of competitive bargaining for our spending. Despite the over-emphasis on "stuff", this is has always been my favorite season. I have so many great memories of Christmases past and the great effort my parents put into balancing the sacred and secular aspects of the season; that is, the birth of Jesus with the arrival of Santa Claus.

Every Christmas Eve, after all the festivities of preparing for the Big Day were completed, my parents would gather my sister and I for the reading of the Christmas story as a last event before bedtime. I never recall ever liking this part of the evening because I had heard the story so many times and it seemed like such a waste of time...I needed to get to bed so I could wake up early and open presents. After the story, we would take time to pray and give thanks for all God's bountiful blessings. Looking back, it is obvious this was my parents' way of reminding us all of why we celebrate in the first place.

When I was in seminary, I was introduced to another important way Christians throughout the ages have remembered and celebrated the birth of Jesus: Advent. I was not reared with this tradition because the churches we attended considered such things unnecessary and quite possibly affiliated with some aspect of idolatry (which, unfortunately, was pretty much their response to just about anything that did not have its beginnings within our tradition). Anyway, I discovered the importance of Advent for the church and for my life, and recognized it as an incredible gift from the church of old to the church eternal. It became a recognition that the birth of Christ, and subsequent return, requires more than one day of recognition and celebration. It was also a reminder that the church lives by a different calendar than the rest of the world.

Advent causes us to take a slow look at the lives of the original cast of characters and consider the immense ramifications of the incarnation. It bids us to reflect on the implications of such a radical event in human history and how that effects us today. It (re)focuses the church on the virtues of hope, faith, peace, and love. Advent calls Christians to not only remember the birth that happened so long ago, but also of the ongoing hope we are to maintain as we patiently await His return. It is the beginning of the new year on the Christian/Liturgical Calendar; the new beginning of walking in "real-time" the journey of Jesus and the history of the church.

While many of my church friends don't understand its importance, or just dismiss it as something that "other" churches do, this has been an incredibly important aspect of my formation as a Christian...just as it historically has been for most of the church (and all of the western church prior to the Protestant Reformation). I don't know if it is simply because it is something new to me, the incredibly powerful symbols associated with its celebration, the lengthening of reflection time on the story of the incarnation, or its link with the church that extends past the last 200 years, but the recognition and celebration of Advent has been one of the most important and meaningful gifts I have received in adulthood.

So, in this season of buying and giving, I find myself wanting to slowly wait. In the midst of hustle and bustle, I look for silence and stillness. As others seek the perfect gift, I want to reflect on the ultimate gift...and pray, as the church has traditionally done during this season, "Maranatha! Come Quickly, Lord Jesus!"


Grace and Peace.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

A Psalm of Silence or A Meditation in the Midst of Trials.


Sitting.
Listening.
Waiting.
Crying.
You are present, yet so distant.
We call out to you on behalf of your creation who are suffering, sick, and in need;
For broken relationships, sick children, loss of loved ones, need of jobs.
We hope in the midst of your silence.
You call out to your creation to come and find rest, healing, and provision;
For broken relationships, sick children, loss of loved ones, need of jobs.
You hope in the midst of our silence.
You are on your distant throne, yet you are present.
Sitting
Listening.
Waiting.
Crying.

Redeeming.
Restoring.




Grace and Peace.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Fleeting Moments or Today (in honor of Kyle)


Today.
It began without our knowing it.
It is pregnant with sadness and laughter, celebration and tragedy, the ordinary and unexpected, despair and hope.
We, and the world around us, will be changed because of it.
It started slipping away before we realized it.
It will be over before we know it.

Embrace today.
Do not presume a tomorrow.
Experience each moment fully.
Breathe deeply.
Feel the sun on your face.
Feel the wind blowing against your skin.
In your pain, cry hard.
In your joy, laugh uncontrollably and without shame.
Slow down when you eat and taste the rich flavors that make up your meal.
Take off your shoes and walk slowly through the grass.
Be fully present to your friends and family.
Refuse to let the stress and demands of tomorrow rob you of this moment.
It is the only Today you and I will have.



Grace and Peace.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Redemption or Sometimes All You Can Do is Breathe.

A few years ago, I pastored a church. Yep...me. For many of my friends who knew me back in the days in SE Texas, this is one of those things that many of them would never have imagined for me or my life. Quite frankly, at that time...neither could I. God is funny that way. Anyway, in that church, there was one family that sat together that stood as my image of redemption. They were a unique mixture of exes, love children, and steps...that all sat and worshiped together; they came to the Lord's Table and broke bread together. It was weird (in a good way) and wonderful experience; it was the Kingdom of God right there in our midst. It was a picture of redemption.

Redemption, in my reading and limited understanding, is, in essence, God taking the broken things and using them for divine and eternal purposes; a re-making of all things into something new...like my life and the life of the family in my church. This is different from God "willing" something to happen, as so often many of life's tragic events are interpreted. It is more along the lines of God transforming the broken things and tragedies of life into something beautiful and new. It is stealing the "last word" from the things that try to destroy us and declaring that God is ultimately the beginning and the end; the Alpha and Omega, to borrow from the Bible.

Too often, in the pain that comes from existing in a broken world, we fail to realize this. We find ourselves wrestling with a God who claims to be the definition of love and goodness, but our experience(s) are to the contrary (this seems especially so in times of tragedy). Faithful followers of Christ try to offer words of comfort; most are true, just spoken at the wrong time. We want to hope and believe, but deep down inside we are dominated by fear and doubt. In those moments, I have always reminded myself (and others) to just breathe.

In breathing, we recognize that we are still alive. With each successive breath, we take one small step beyond the chaos seeking to destroy us. In breathing, we also can be reminded that the One who breathed life into creation at the beginning is the breath of life that will enable us to walk in our time of struggle...and create something beautiful out of our chaos; something more beautiful than our eyes have seen or our minds could conceive.

Redemption.


Grace and Peace.