Tuesday, February 18, 2014

2nd February Trinity 2011, I AM

Feb Trinity
Luke 8: 22-25

On one of those days he boarded a ship with his disciples, and he said to them, ‘Let us go across to the other side of the lake.’ And they cast off, and while they were sailing he fell asleep. Then a great storm arose over the lake. The waves broke over them so that they were in great danger. Then they went to him, woke him and said, ‘Master, master, we are perishing!’ And he arose and raised his hand against the wind and the tumultuous waves. Then the elements ceased raging, and there was a great calm. And he said, ‘Where is your faith?’ And overwhelmed by fear and astonishment, they said to one another, ‘Who can this be who commands the wind and the water, and they obey him?2nd February Trinity

Feb 13, 2011
Luke 8: 22-25

In wind and air there are times of calm, and times of movement. Usually the movement comes during times of change in the weather, in the transitions.

Our lives also have times when we are in transition. Transitions are often uncomfortable. In our inner landscape, we may feel ourselves ‘at sea’. We may experience emotional upheavals as the winds of change create waves of emotion that threaten to overwhelm us.

But there is a force of will that can command our inner wind and waves. It is the force of our own eternal I AM, carried by Christ.
He Qi

Christ asks his disciples, asks us, ‘Where is your faith?’ We can hear this, not as a criticism, but as an actual question. In what do we put our faith? To what (or whom) do we entrust ourselves? What anchors us as we ride out life’s stormy transitions?
 One thing we can entrust ourselves to is God’s love, and the beneficence of his will for us. We can have faith that nothing that happens to us can kill our real self, our true I AM. For as Paul says, ‘I know from experience: neither the forces of death nor the forces of life, neither angels nor Mights, neither things present nor things to come, not the World-Powers themselves, neither heights nor depths nor any other thing or Being in creation can separate us from the love of God which took on body in Christ Jesus our Lord.’[1]

And as the Psalmist sings:
God is our refuge and strength,
   an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
   and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
 though its waters roar and foam….
 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;….[2]




[1] Paul’s Letter to the Romans, chapter 8, verses 37 - 39
[2] Psalm 46

Monday, February 17, 2014

2nd February Trinity 2012, Be Quiet

2nd February Trinity
Luke 8:14-18

And as a great crowd had gathered, and ever more people streamed to him out of the cities, he spoke in a parable:
A sower went out to sow his seed. As he sowed, some seed fell on the path. It was trodden upon, and the birds of the sky (air) ate it up. Other seed fell upon the rocks, and as it sprouted, it (the sprouting green) withered, because it had no moisture. Still other seed fell under the thorns; the thorns grew with it and choked what came up. And some fell upon good soil, grew, and brought forth fruit a hundredfold. When he had said these things, he called out:
“He who has ears to hear, let him hear!”
His disciples asked him what this parable might mean. And he said:
To you it has been given the gift of being able to understand the mysteries of the kingdom of God; but to the others it is given in pictures and parables, for they see and do not yet see, and hear, although they do not yet understand with their thinking. The meaning of the parable is this:
The seed is the Word of God. That which fell upon the path are those who hear it; afterwards the tempter comes and tears the Word out of their hearts, so that they cannot find healing through the trusting power of faith working in them.
Those on the rock are those who, when they hear the Word, take it up with joy; but they remain without root. For a while the power of their faith works in them, but in times of trial they fall away.
What fell under the thorns are those who hear the Word from the spirit, and as they go on their way, the sorrows and the riches and the joys of life choke it, and they bring no fruit to maturity.
And the seed which fell in the good soil are those who hear the Word, and take it up into their hearts, feel its beauty, become noble and worthy and patiently keep it alive, tending it there until it brings forth fruit.
No one lights a light and hides it under a vessel or under a bench; instead he places it on a lamp stand so that all who come in see the light. For nothing is hidden which shall not be revealed, and nothing is secret which shall not be known and proclaimed.

So attend to how you listen. For he who has enlivened in himself the power to bear the spirit, to him more will be given. He however who does not have this power, from him will be taken that which he thinks he has.

2nd February Trinity
Feb 12, 2012
Luke 8:14-18

The seeds are beginning to germinate. If we intend to grow something specific, we have to sow those kind of seeds, cultivate and care for their growth. Otherwise, we are leaving to chance what will grow, and that is most often just weeds.

This intentionality also applies to other areas of our lives. Our thoughts, our actions are the seeds of our future. Haphazard thoughts and actions seed a chancy sort of future; whereas intentional, cultivated thoughts and actions have the strong potential to create the future we want and intend.

Christ’s story makes it clear that He has sown Himself, His words, His intentions, His deeds on the fields of human hearts. He has seeded an intentional future for humankind. These seeds have been sown in every human heart. But they will need to find fertile soil in order to grow. He prays for our cooperation, our cultivation, our own intentionality, in order to make His future bear fruit.

This fertility of the heart we cultivate by paying attention to how we listen. Do we cultivate enough quiet time in our lives to even hear His words? Do we let ourselves be distracted from building the future by things of the moment? Do we have the strength and persistence of heart to continue to work on creating His intended future, even when it gets difficult?

The poet Wendell Berry wrote these words as a reminder to himself:


Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
….
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.

Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays….[1]





[1] "How to be a Poet" by Wendell Berry from Given

Sunday, February 16, 2014

2nd February Trinity 2014, Layers

2nd February Trinity
Luke 8:14-18

And as a great crowd had gathered, and ever more people streamed to him out of the cities, he spoke in a parable:
A sower went out to sow his seed. As he sowed, some seed fell on the path. It was trodden upon, and the birds of the sky (air) ate it up. Other seed fell upon the rocks, and as it sprouted, it (the sprouting green) withered, because it had no moisture. Still other seed fell under the thorns; the thorns grew with it and choked what came up. And some fell upon good soil, grew, and brought forth fruit a hundredfold. When he had said these things, he called out:
“He who has ears to hear, let him hear!”
His disciples asked him what this parable might mean. And he said:
To you it has been given the gift of being able to understand the mysteries of the kingdom of God; but to the others it is given in pictures and parables, for they see and do not yet see, and hear, although they do not yet understand with their thinking. The meaning of the parable is this:
The seed is the Word of God. That which fell upon the path are those who hear it; afterwards the tempter comes and tears the Word out of their hearts, so that they cannot find healing through the trusting power of faith working in them.
Those on the rock are those who, when they hear the Word, take it up with joy; but they remain without root. For a while the power of their faith works in them, but in times of trial they fall away.
What fell under the thorns are those who hear the Word from the spirit, and as they go on their way, the sorrows and the riches and the joys of life choke it, and they bring no fruit to maturity.
And the seed which fell in the good soil are those who hear the Word, and take it up into their hearts, feel its beauty, become noble and worthy and patiently keep it alive, tending it there until it brings forth fruit.
No one lights a light and hides it under a vessel or under a bench; instead he places it on a lamp stand so that all who come in see the light. For nothing is hidden which shall not be revealed, and nothing is secret which shall not be known and proclaimed.
So attend to how you listen. For he who has enlivened in himself the power to bear the spirit, to him more will be given. He however who does not have this power, from him will be taken that which he thinks he has.

2nd February Trinity
February 16, 2014
Luke 8: 14-18

Today’s reading is a parable, a metaphorical description, that can be heard on several levels. There is always the literal meaning—a sower of seed scatters the grain and it falls in different places with differing results. But Christ makes clear to his closest disciples that there is also another parallel layer of meaning. The seed is not only grain, but also the Word of God, and how it falls into the human heart. It is no accident that Christ chooses an image from the plant world, the world of living beings. For the Word of God is connected to our capacity to grow, to blossom,  be fruitful.

The means by which the Word of God enters the heart is through our sense of hearing. And this sense, too, is multilayered. There is our literal hearing—the ability to hear sounds and distinguish words. And there are also additional layers of hearing, connected to the depth of our understanding. At this level of hearing, the more we understand, the broader and deeper our hearing becomes. And the more we understand, the deeper and more fertile the richness of our soul’s inner ground. With His Word, Christ Himself is entering into us.

‘So attend to how you listen,’ Christ says[1] ; for our focus and our level of hearing contributes to our heart’s fertility, our ability to nurture Christ in us. 
The poet Stanley Kunitz, who lived to be 100, wrote:

I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle
not to stray.
….
In my darkest night,
when the moon was covered
and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice
directed me:
"Live in the layers,
not on the litter."
Though I lack the art
to decipher it,
no doubt the next chapter
in my book of transformations
is already written.
I am not done with my changes.[2]


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[1] Luke 8:18
[2] STANLEY KUNITZ, “The Layers”

2nd February Trinity 2013, And Yet...

2nd February Trinity
Luke 8:14-18

And as a great crowd had gathered, and ever more people streamed to him out of the cities, he spoke in a parable:
A sower went out to sow his seed. As he sowed, some seed fell on the path. It was trodden upon, and the birds of the sky (air) ate it up. Other seed fell upon the rocks, and as it sprouted, it (the sprouting green) withered, because it had no moisture. Still other seed fell under the thorns; the thorns grew with it and choked what came up. And some fell upon good soil, grew, and brought forth fruit a hundredfold. When he had said these things, he called out:
“He who has ears to hear, let him hear!”
His disciples asked him what this parable might mean. And he said:
To you it has been given the gift of being able to understand the mysteries of the kingdom of God; but to the others it is given in pictures and parables, for they see and do not yet see, and hear, although they do not yet understand with their thinking. The meaning of the parable is this:
The seed is the Word of God. That which fell upon the path are those who hear it; afterwards the tempter comes and tears the Word out of their hearts, so that they cannot find healing through the trusting power of faith working in them.
Those on the rock are those who, when they hear the Word, take it up with joy; but they remain without root. For a while the power of their faith works in them, but in times of trial they fall away.
What fell under the thorns are those who hear the Word from the spirit, and as they go on their way, the sorrows and the riches and the joys of life choke it, and they bring no fruit to maturity.
And the seed which fell in the good soil are those who hear the Word, and take it up into their hearts, feel its beauty, become noble and worthy and patiently keep it alive, tending it there until it brings forth fruit.
No one lights a light and hides it under a vessel or under a bench; instead he places it on a lamp stand so that all who come in see the light. For nothing is hidden which shall not be revealed, and nothing is secret which shall not be known and proclaimed.
So attend to how you listen. For he who has enlivened in himself the power to bear the spirit, to him more will be given. He however who does not have this power, from him will be taken that which he thinks he has.

2nd February Trinity
Feb 10, 2013
Luke 18: 18-34

A seed seems stripped of everything in the plant that gave it meaning—no leaves, no roots. Buried in the earth it has no access even to light itself. And yet….

And yet deep in its core, the seed harbors the possibility of new life, of creating new leaves, new roots; of finding the light again.

Our lives also have their seed moments, moments, days, weeks when that which gives our life meaning may be taken away from us; when we may feel enveloped in darkness.

Fra Angelico, Descent into Hell
And yet, despite all this, deep in the core of our being there is the seed of new life. For Christ has planted Himself as the seed of Life in the depths of every human heart.

In this gospel reading, the rich young man is encouraged to voluntarily strip away everything that has given his life meaning, strip himself of his riches. He is to go into the depths. There he will find Christ’s love waiting for him, as the seed of a new kind of life.

Christ even reminds us that Himself descended into the deepest depths of human experience. He volunteered to be eternally present in the depths of every human situation. When we come to the end of our own resources, that is just where we will find Him. As Rilke said,

I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
…..

Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.[1]




[1] Ranier Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God, trans. by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy
Picture: Descent into Hell, Fra Angelico


Saturday, February 15, 2014

1st February 2007, God's Garden

1st February Trinity

Matthew 20: 1-16

The kingdom of the heavens is like a man, the master of his house, who went out early in the morning to hire workers for his vineyard. Agreeing to pay them one denarius a day, he sent them out into his vineyard.

At about 9 o’clock he went out and saw others standing in the marketplace, and he said to them, “Go also into my vineyard, and I will give you whatever is right.” So they went.

He went out again at about noon and at 3 o’clock and did the same. At 5 o’clock he went out and found others standing there, and he said to them, “Why do you stand here all day idle?” They said, “Because no one has hired us.” He said, “You, too, go into the vineyard.”

And when evening came, the master of the vineyard said to his steward, “Call the workers and give them their wages, beginning with the last ones hired and going on to the first.”

Those who had been hired at 5 o’clock came forward, and each received one denarius. Therefore, when it was the turn of those who were hired first, they expected to receive more. However, they too also received one denarius each. They took it, but they began to grumble against the master of the house. “These men who were hired last only worked one hour, and you have made them equal to us, who have borne the burden of the work and the heat of the day.”

However, he answered one of them, saying, “Friend, I am not being unjust to you. Did you not agree with me for one denarius? Take what you have earned and go. I wish to give to the man hired last the same as I give to you. Have I not the right to do as I wish with what is mine? Or do you give me an evil look because I am generous? Thus will the last be first and the first will one day be last. “

1st February Trinity
Feb. 4, 2007
Matthew 20: 1-16


In a garden, some plants blossom for a year, vigorously all season long. Others come back every year; but they flower in their own particular time. Some bloom in early spring; some at midsummer; some even wait until fall. The wise gardener knows how to place each type according to its nature, how to place it in the garden so that something is in bloom through the whole season.

We are all like plants in God’s garden. Some of us can work vigorously doing what we do for Him all of the time, all of our lives. Others return and bloom early; some mid-season, some late. But we are all part of the larger community of His garden. He has chosen us for His work, and for His pleasure, according to His timing, because of our individual natures.

Patricia Brintle
The congregation is another of God’s gardens. Some of us appear all the time; others have their seasons. Together we make up a garden of blossoming, fruitful hearts. God and his angels walk among us, taking pleasure from the beauty and fragrance of our souls, taking nourishment from our hearts’ fruitfulness. In the Act of Consecration of Man we are practicing setting seeds for a new life. Offering ourselves up to Him is like a little death.

Over the course of the day, the Act of Consecration of Man blossoms successively across the face of the earth, beginning in the east and ending in the west. Whole congregations become areas in the garden of the earth. One after the other they give up the blossoms of their most selfless thoughts, the warm fragrance of their noblest feeling, offering the fruit of their devotion. We are offering God a concentration, the seeds of our life substance for his harvesting of life. With the poet we pray as He walks the garden of earth:

The great death that each of us carries inside
is the fruit.
Everything enfolds it.[1]

We stand in your garden, year after year
We are trees for yielding a sweet death.[2]




[1]  Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours, Barrows and Macy. p. 132.
[2]  Ibid. p. 133.

Friday, February 14, 2014

1st February Trinity 2008, We the Millstone

(Sunday before Ash Wednesday, 7th Sunday before Easter)
Luke 18: 18-34

One of the highest spiritual leaders of the people asked him, “Good Master, what must I do to obtain eternal life?”

Jesus answered him, “Why do you call me good? No one is good but One—God alone. You know the commandments, you shall not destroy marriage, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not speak untruth, and you shall honor your father and your mother!

He said, “All these I have observed strictly from my youth.”

When Jesus heard this, he said, [Jesus, looking at him, loved him and said… Mk 10:21] “One thing however you lack: Sell all of your possessions, and give the money to the poor; thus will you achieve a treasure in the spiritual world—then come and follow me!

He was sad about these words, for he was very rich. And when Jesus saw him thus, he said, “What hindrances must those overcome who are rich in outer or inner possessions, if they want to enter into the kingdom of God. Sooner would a camel walk through the eye of a needle, than a rich man be able to find the entrance to the kingdom of God!”

Those who heard this said, “Who then can be saved?”

He said, “For man alone it is impossible; it will be possible however through the power of God working in man.”

Then Peter said to him, “Behold, we have given up everything to follow you.”

He replied, “Amen, the truth I say to you. No one who leaves home or wife, or brother or parents or children for the sake of the kingdom of God will fail to receive many times as much in earthly life, and in the age to come eternal life.”

Grunewald Isenheim Altar, detail
Then he took the twelve to himself and said, “Now we are going up to Jerusalem, and everything which the prophets have written about the Son of Man will fulfill itself: He will be given over to the peoples of the world; they will mock and taunt him, they will spit upon him and scourge him and kill him; but on the third day he will rise up from the dead.”

Yet his disciples understood nothing of all this. The meaning of his words remained hidden from them, and they did not recognize what he was trying to tell them.

1st February Trinity
February 3, 2008
Luke 18: 18-34

This is the time when beautiful spring bulb flowers begin to emerge—the daffodils, tulips, hyacinths. But further on in time, the blossoms and then the leaves will die back. The plant’s energy will go underground for a while before appearing again the next year.

Today’s gospel reading presents us with a great human archetype. The great wheel of a human life keeps turning. For a while we are in an ascending mode. We take on more and more inner and perhaps outer riches, until we peak at a certain level of completion. Then we need to take a next step. But the only direction left is the path of descent. All of one’s acquired richness has to be left behind, given away to others, so that one can start over. One begins again, unencumbered, in order to generate something new. And Christ accompanies us all the while.

The gospel story of this particular young man's quest seems to end before it
Collot d'Herbois
begins. The narrative closes with the man’s sadness over the required loss. The gospel does not tell us that this high spiritual leader of the people is Lazarus, who will in fact go on to offer up his riches and inner accomplishments to follow Christ into the depths. Lazarus will go through a death process, accompanied by Christ. He will  be raised by Him and given a new name—John. He will in turn follow and accompany Christ’s descent into death, standing with Him under the cross, and then finding the empty shroud on Easter morning. He will go on to write John’s gospel and letters, and the Book of Revelation. The riches of his previous inner tradition and heritage have to die, in order to be resurrected in and through Christ.

We naturally, like the young man in the gospel, hesitate in the face of loss. Fear of the unknown can hinder our further progress. If only we knew where we were heading! But Christ is with us. He is the master of this archetype. We can say to Him in the words of the poet:

You are the water. We are the millstone.
You are the wind. We are the dust blown up into shapes.
You are the spirit. We are the opening and closing
Of our hands. You are the clarity.
We are this language that tries to say it.[1]



[1] Rumi, “Put This Design in Your Carpet”, in The Essential Rumi, Coleman Barks, p. 128.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

1st February Trinity 2009,

Van Gogh

1st February Trinity
Matthew 20: 1-16

The kingdom of the heavens is like a man, the master of his house, who went out early in the morning to hire workers for his vineyard. Agreeing to pay them one denarius a day, he sent them out into his vineyard.

At about 9 o’clock he went out and saw others standing in the marketplace, and he said to them, “Go also into my vineyard, and I will give you whatever is right.” So they went.

He went out again at about noon and at 3 o’clock and did the same. At 5 o’clock he went out and found others standing there, and he said to them, “Why do you stand here all day idle?” They said, “Because no one has hired us.” He said, “You, too, go into the vineyard.”

And when evening came, the master of the vineyard said to his steward, “Call the workers and give them their wages, beginning with the last ones hired and going on to the first.”

Those who had been hired at 5 o’clock came forward, and each received one denarius. Therefore, when it was the turn of those who were hired first, they expected to receive more. However, they too also received one denarius each. They took it, but they began to grumble against the master of the house. “These men who were hired last only worked one hour, and you have made them equal to us, who have borne the burden of the work and the heat of the day.”

However, he answered one of them, saying, “Friend, I am not being unjust to you. Did you not agree with me for one denarius? Take what you have earned and go. I wish to give to the man hired last the same as I give to you. Have I not the right to do as I wish with what is mine? Or do you give me an evil look because I am generous? Thus will the last be first and the first will one day be last. “


 1st Feb Trinity
February 8, 2009
Matthew 20: 1 – 16


In last week’s reading, Christ infused the life-long paralytic with a jolt of His fiery will. We can think of paralysis as having been the state of mankind in general; and this week’s reading as the continuation of the story. In this reading, it is as though Christ is saying to mankind: now that your will has been fired up, let’s get working!

In the story, the master of the house, who is the kingdom of the heavens, checks on the work in progress every two hours. He engages more and more workers. At the end of the day comes the reckoning. Each receives the agreed-upon one denarius, enough for a day’s living, no matter whether he worked all day or only one hour.

On an external level this may seem unfair, until one realizes that this is a metaphor for life. The kingdom of the heavens sees to it that each of us, sent into the fields of earth, gets exactly what we need for each day, our daily bread. We are not rewarded more than others for doing a full day’s work. Our reward, our one denarius, is the ability, the gift really, of being able to live for one more day, to have one more chance to contribute to the work of the world. We are each given the one denarius of one more day to evolve, to suffer and to grow; one more day to be grateful for the privilege of life. 

Pulling in the harvest requires a team. Early or late, we are all necessary for the work of earth. Envy of someone else’s apparent good fortune, comparing it with our own, is deadly. For envy is an acid that eats away, both at its container, and at the social fabric into which we are all woven. To think that doing more, suffering more, bearing more should mean greater rewards is to indulge in a destructive sense of self-importance and entitlement that misses the point. For the rewards that the kingdom of the heavens, the kingdom of the human heart on earth, are simply: one more day; existence itself, which we owe, not to our own efforts, but to the generosity of the creator. We are working for Him. And at the end of the day, the only appropriate and healthy reaction is gratitude. Denise Levertov embodies this humble but open gesture of soul:

A certain day became a presence to me;
there it was, confronting me—a sky, air, light:
a being. And before it started to descend
from the height of noon, it leaned over
and struck my shoulder as if with
the flat of a sword, granting me
honor and a task. The day’s blow
rang out, metallic—or it was I , a bell awakened,
and what I heard was my whole self
saying and singing what it knew: I can.[1]



[1] Denise Levertov, “Variation on a Theme by Rilke”, in Dancing with Joy, ed. by Roger Housden, p. 107.