Showing posts with label Lent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lent. Show all posts

Monday, April 7, 2014

Tuesday in the Fifth Week of Lent

Psalm 123   •   Exodus 5:1 – 6:1   •   1 Corinthians 14:20-40   •   Mark 9:42-50

Undoubtedly, these readings leave much to consider—if for no other reason than they occasionally do not make very much sense. (Side note: if 1 Cor. 14:34-35 infuriated you, please note that they were likely added by some unscrupulous people far after Paul penned his letter.)

Mark especially has many interpretations. Some scholars reasoned that Jesus was castigating sexual abuse of children and multiple forms of sexual dalliance. This did not seem the case to me; rather, the central point of this passage, I believe, regards distractions—things that get in the way of our relationship with God and Jesus. For Pharaoh, this was not knowing the Lord—a fault which caused him to ultimately unleash the Plagues. For Paul’s Corinthians, they were arguing among themselves about whether or not speaking in tongues was the most valuable spiritual gift. The disciples, before this passage, argued about who was the greatest among them—and not far enough away that Jesus did not pick up on it.

Distractions are sins; distracting someone was causing them to sin. Jesus gives as clear as a solution as a warning of not following it: remove those distractions from your life, an especially appropriate message in this season of fasting. If TV gets in the way of your relationship with God, sell it; if coffee or wine impedes it, stop drinking them; if church obscures it, reform the church. Paul’s Corinthians loved to speak in tongues for the perceived importance, but as Paul told them, tongues are useless without an interpretation because the community goes unedified, their minds distracted, and any nonbeliever who walks in will think them crazy as a hoot owl. The community suffers—the church suffers—because the members have lost the very thing that gave them purpose and meaning, like salt that somehow goes salt-less: the relationship with God through Christ.

This relationship was never going to be easy. We will be “salted with fire”—purified and preserved, as with salt, through the trials—trials we may from time to time fail—of a life following Christ. But if we can carry Christ in our hearts and refuse to suffer distractions, if we “have salt among ourselves,” then we are well on our way to earning the Kingdom of Heaven.


                                                                              — Adam Lees

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Fifth Sunday in Lent


As I write this, I am returning from a global conference on marine conservation in California, where I spoke on three panels about my work in Virginia. Many colleagues who have PhDs and are leaders in the field of marine conservation were also on these panels. It did not take me long to start fretting that my contributions were trifling and pedestrian compared to the innovative and dazzling work of my august and ambitious peers. I felt like an imposter, on verge of full exposure and expulsion from the club. 

Moses also struggled with imposter syndrome. In the Exodus reading for today, he desperately tries to convince God that he is unworthy of his call, consumed by anxiety of public speaking and being perceived as a fraud. 

God will have none of it. God tells Moses to get over himself and his insecurities—as if to say:  “Moses, this is NOT about you!” God does not call Moses to succeed as a leader or public speaker, but rather, calls Moses to bear faithful witness to God’s will. In fact, Moses never actually made it to the Promised Land; his unwavering faithfulness along the epic journey is what made him the great prophet of the Hebrew Bible. 

Mother Teresa said, “We are not called to be successful, but faithful.” How do we heed this call in a society that obsessively worships the false gods of career achievements and success? Father Gregory Boyle, S.J., said, “If you surrender your need for results and outcomes, success becomes God’s business.” How true! 

However, we can only surrender if we truly believe that God adores and delights in our true selves and that any—and all—gifts we have to offer are enough, without exception. The call to faithfulness then is the call to freedom and authenticity where none are imposters and all belong to the club called God’s Kingdom on Earth.  
  
— Gwynn Crichton

Friday, April 4, 2014

Fourth Saturday in Lent


In today’s Gospel, the father of a boy who was possessed by a demon asked Jesus, “If you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.” Jesus told him, “Everything is possible for one who believes.” The father responded by saying, “I do believe! Help me overcome my unbelief!” Jesus then commanded the impure spirit to come out of the boy. When his disciples asked, “Why couldn't we drive it out?” Jesus answered, “This kind can come out only by prayer.”

But there is no indication in Mark’s story that Jesus prayed at all, and it seems likely that if Mark had intended the point of the story to be that you have to pray before an unclean spirit will listen to you, he would have included that detail. Instead, the only prayer is from the boy’s father—“Help me overcome my unbelief!” He did NOT pray, “Dear God, heal my son.” He prayed for faith—for help in believing in Jesus.

I struggle with this story, for two reasons. First, knowing what we know about medicine and psychology, it is hard to believe that this is an accurate description of Jesus actually casting out a physical demon. Second, it presents faith as almost like bribery, as a quid pro quo—if you believe in Jesus, you get a free “heal your kid” card. 
            
Perhaps the miracle stories in the Bible were supposed to inspire faith; for me, they were obstacles to faith. (Bishop John Robinson’s book But That I Can’t Believe resonated with me.) If being a Christian meant having to disregard the laws of physics, it didn’t work for me. And I used to think that those “unbeliefs” meant that I couldn’t be a good Christian.

Scott Peck, author of The Road Less Traveled, believed that “One of the great sins of the Christian church is the discouragement of doubting. There’s a limit to doubting. If you become really good at doubting, you begin to doubt your own doubts.”
            
I hope Peck is right; I am really good at doubting. But I think I’ve hit the limit. I stopped fighting in my mind over the miracle stories, and I found that, in words quoted by Bishop John Spong in his latest book, “The older I get the more deeply I believe, but the less beliefs I have.” I still don’t believe that Jesus suspended the laws of physics, but I have decided that I don’t need to believe in the literal truth of the miracle stories to believe in the divinity of Jesus.
            
Fewer beliefs, more believing.

  Lloyd Snook

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Fourth Thursday in Lent

Jesus said: “If any man would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it; and whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel’s will save it.”
 
Dear Lord, my Jesus, let me hear Your meaning. What is it to deny myself? What is it to take up my Cross and follow? I will put the ear of my heart to Your Lips. I will wait and listen. . . .
Life and Death are at war within me. I live on the brink of despair. You know this. Your Cross is Life; it is not sadness and limitation. Your Cross is victory over death. Your Cross is Life. And yet, I choose death. I choose to spin a fabricated self, a web of futile concerns and anxieties. I do not trust your Cross. I fear its implications.  I run from its freedom!  I save myself. . . .
The self that You, dear Lord, have asked me to deny . . . does it even exist, based as it is on a lie?  What lie?  The lie of a self that believes it can exist apart from God. But I cannot breathe one breath without You. This You have told me. . . .
Make in me a readiness for change. Make me supple in Your Hands, dear Lord. Cover me in Holy Ash. Hide me from myself. I have grown weary living by my own lights (which is no life at all!). Light, now, the innermost flame no sin has ever touched. Press upon a melted heart Your Holy Pattern. . . .
Now, in these days leading up to Your Crucifixion, help me lay bare to You my soul. By Your Grace let me see clearly my own sin and shortcomings. But let me look upon my own wretchedness as a mother looks upon her newborn child. And bless me that I may take on the suffering of those around me, identifying with their pain, transforming all suffering in the depths of my being where You ceaselessly utter me, my Name. . . .
Dear Lord Christ, bless us, that we may see Our Selves through Your Eyes.   Eli, Eli, Lama Sabachtani”

— A St. Paul’s Parishioner

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Fourth Wednesday in Lent


Psalm 119: 121-144: Above this psalm is written in my Bible “The Glories of God’s Law.” Here the psalmist is not intellectualizing about the meaning of Torah but declaring in very passionate terms his love for the law, “with open mouth I pant, because I long for your commandments.” “My flesh trembles for fear of you.” “My eyes fail from watching for your salvation.” But I particularly love the last line when the psalmist asks “give me understanding that I may live,” suggesting that in addition to love and commitment, we also need to “understand.”
Imagining overhearing or participating in the psalm is both exhausting and exhilarating. It’s like a battle cry for a group of scholars who then go into their separate rooms and pore over texts, but also for the rest of us who struggle every day to live according to God’s word.
Mark 8:14-28: One’s dominant impression of Jesus in Mark’s gospel is that this Jesus is a man with a mission who has no time for foolish questions. Look and see what I am doing! Don’t you get it? I don’t know the significance of the 12 and 7 baskets left over about feeding the multitudes, presumably it does have significance, but like the disciples, I don’t get it. Then we read about the interesting cure of the blind man. First Jesus takes him by the hand out of the village. He puts saliva on his eyes and lays his hands on him. When Jesus asks him can you see anything, the man looks up and says, “I can see people but they look like trees, walking.” That doesn’t seem to be good enough; Jesus tries again and the man looks “intently” and sees everything clearly. At the end Jesus sends him away but tells him not to go into the village. Why in this very fast paced story does Mark pause to give us this interesting detail? Do the stories connect? The relationship between the blind man and Jesus is marked by none of the frustration Jesus shows with his disciples even though it takes the blind man some time to see as he is supposed to see. Clearly he doesn’t want people to look like trees, so Jesus heals him a second time. Jesus is like a doctor wanting to get it right before he sends him on his way.  

— Peggy Galloway