Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Sunday, July 27, 2025
The Seventh Sunday after Pentecost, July 27, 2025
Sunday, July 20, 2025
The Sixth Sunday after Pentecost, July 20, 2025
This morning, we meet Martha and Mary – two sisters who turn up in various Gospel stories along with their brother Lazarus. Or do they... Luke tells us about Mary and Martha. Luke doesn’t seem to know Br Lazarus... And Luke doesn’t mention the name of the town... Some scholars think it could be Bethany, home of Mary, Martha, and Lazarus from John’s Gospel, but others are certain that it cannot possibly be Bethany. So, we cannot be sure if these are the same Martha and Mary we meet in John’s Gospel. When we read scripture, other parts of scripture tend to whisper in our ears. We know this family. We know about Mary not only sitting attentively today, but anointing Jesus’ feet with Nard. We know about Jesus’ great love of their brother Lazarus and about Lazarus being raised from the dead. We may know these things, but Luke doesn’t and neither would the followers who first heard Luke’s telling of the Gospel. John’s Gospel, where we learn about Lazarus and nard and such, was still years in the future. To really meet Mary and Martha as they exist in this Gospel, in Luke’s world, we have to forget some of that stuff. When we’ve gotten John to be somewhat quiet, we might notice first that this Gospel story is not really about Mary and Martha, it's about Jesus. Jesus knocks at the door. The sisters let him in and prepare to feed this unannounced drop-in crowd. Well – Martha prepares to feed the crowd. Mary prepares to enjoy the benefits of Martha’s labor with her new best friends... We get an interesting glimpse into sisterly relationships. We can guess that Martha is the older sister because it seems to be her house. At the death of the parents, the oldest child would inherit both the estate and any younger siblings... So, Martha has had to run the household and put up with Mary for who knows how long. Mary flaking out from the work of hospitality seems to bug Martha. Hospitality was an important social obligation at that time. If folks showed up at your door, you were expected to feed them and house them... So, Martha is busy serving drinks and putting out plates of hors devours and such. Mary, on the other hand, seems like she would be happy opening a bag of chips and letting folks fend for themselves. Martha is not having it. But she doesn’t speak with her sister... she chooses instead to complain to Jesus. Of course, she has known her sister all her life and perhaps she knows it will do no good to correct her. All we know is that she is happy telling this stranger who has come to her door that her sister is useless. “Do you not care that she has left me to do all the work? Tell her to help me.” Of course, Martha’s complaints have additional benefits. She gets to vent. She also gets to make sure that the honored guest knows all the work is hers. Do you like the food, Jesus? I prepared that. Another drink, Jesus? I stomped the grapes myself. Mary didn’t help one little bit. I can’t say that Martha is making a good first impression on me. Martha knows that Jesus is important since she refers to him as “Lord.” Does she know more about Jesus? Does she know that he is the Son of God? Does she care? Luke is silent about Martha’s story – because this story is about Jesus, not Martha, not Mary. This story follows directly after the story of the Good Samaritan, which follows the story of the sending out of the Seventy and their happy return. There is a sort of travel theme to this tenth chapter of Luke. When the seventy (or seventy-two) disciples are sent, they are told to each go to the appointed village and lodge with some random family. Eat and drink what is offered. This is, in fact, just what Jesus is doing at the home of Martha and Mary. Jesus tells the disciples, when they are sent, not to worry. Eat what is offered. Drink what is offered. Don’t wander from house to house looking for a better buffet. And if you are not welcome, just move on. So, when Martha goes into high hospitality gear, Jesus has a reaction. She is surely worried that her hospitality will not be up to snuff. She no doubt takes pride in her house and in her food and drinks offerings. That slacker Mary is no help whatsoever. Jesus has told folks to just accept what is offered. But Martha is so busy putting on a show for Jesus that she is missing Jesus. Of course, I suspect that Jesus and the disciples are quite enjoying Martha’s handiwork. I don’t suppose that they are refusing the food and drink. But still, Martha can chill. She does not have to prove her worth to Jesus through her catering. This is a vital lesson for us – we do not have to prove our worth, we do not have to purchase Jesus’ love. Jesus already loves us... God already loves us. Just as God already loves Martha. Martha needs to learn this. This story reminds us that we are called to do what we can do – not less, and not more. It would be easy, hearing the story of the Good Samaritan earlier in this chapter of Luke, to think we must always measure up to that heroic level of sacrificing hospitality. That is what Martha seems to be aiming for. And Jesus tells her it's really not what he wants. Jesus tells us, in Matthew’s Gospel, that the yoke is easy, and the burden is light. In some sense, Martha and Mary are illustrating that for us. We would feel like we were better Christians if the yoke were heavier. For all of Martha’s complaining, I think she enjoys the yoke being a bit heavy. It makes her feel validated. But Jesus has different values. Jesus’ yoke is easy because Jesus wants it that way. Mary has chosen the lighter yoke. Mary has chosen the better part. Mary has chosen to be present to Jesus. It sounds like the choice we would all make, but the truth is we’re all drawn to sit in that pew with Martha. The reality is that Mary and Martha need each other. They complete each other. We need to be hospitable to our brothers and sisters and strangers and orphans and prisoners, and so on. If we’re not, then we have not listened to Jesus... not heard the Gospel. But attention to those in need does not replace worship of God. Nor does worship of God replace care for our brothers and sisters, God’s Children... for all of God’s creatures. I have often heard this Gospel passage presented as a sort of binary choice. We must choose to be like Martha or to be like Mary – choose wisely. But in a Mary-only world folks would go hungry while in a Martha-only world, Jesus and the Gospel would be shoved aside. Our choice is not Martha or Mary – our choice is both... Mary and Martha... in balance with each other. The great commandment for us is to love God and to love our neighbors as ourselves. And for each of us, this is a different exercise. Jesus sees us as individuals. Jesus calls to us where we are. In our modern world we often equate being busy with being good... valuable... important. The “Protestant Work Ethic” is part of our heritage. Or we quote the old truism that “idle hands are the devil’s workshop” - a notion that comes to us from Chaucer, not Jesus. Our modern world values activity over prayer. Yet you can’t look at the mess the world is in without recognizing that we need prayer, and we need it desperately. But we are badly out of balance on the Martha-Mary spectrum. Getting into balance does not involve going to the opposite end, just making little moves until balance is found. Our present secular world tells us that the Martha end of the spectrum is where we ought to be. But that is not a message from Jesus. Jesus loves us and wants nothing more that we should love him, love our fellow humans, and love God’s creation. Is there love in Martha’s heart? We don’t really know. If we listen to what she says about her sister, we can hear frustration and anger – lots of it. But love? I think the story is silent about that. Yet without love, as Paul would say, she is just a noisy cymbal. The work of discipleship is love. Anything done in love is discipleship. Anything done without love cannot be discipleship. It would be great if love were as simple as it tends to be in pop music... Easy to fall in love, to stay in love, to love forever... But popular music does not tell us the truth about love. The Letter to the Corinthians tells a more substantial story of love: Love is patient; love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast; it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. This story of Mary and Martha seems to me to embody the great command. Mary shows us the love of God and Martha shows us the love of neighbor. Our task is to unite them.
Friday, July 11, 2025
The Feast of Saint Benedict, July 11, 2025
Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Sunday, July 6, 2025
The Fourth Sunday after Pentecost, July 6, 2025
Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Robert Leo Sevensky, OHC
I find myself drawn to the story of Naaman, the commander of the army of the King of Aram, that we heard in this morning’s Old Testament lesson from the Second Book of Kings. It's not often that we read from this book, partly because it's largely a history of battles. But it does contain the wonderful cycle of stories about Elisha, the heir to the prophet Elijah. And those stories, like those surrounding Elijah, have become models or prototypes for the lives of other holy people, particularly the saints and most especially for the life of Saint Benedict which we read in the Dialogues of Gregory the Great. It's hard to take them seriously at times, at least not as history as we understand it, but they are stories that tell us about the power of God to transform lives even through the actions of some wild and difficult people, of whom Elisha is one. I must remind myself that, whatever Elisha’s prophetic powers and ministry, he's not someone to be messed with. Let’s not forget the story of Elisha (2 Kings 2:23-24) who was being mocked by a group of boys because he was bald. Elisha simply calls two she-bears to attack and maul the boys…forty-two in all. That'll teach them to mock a prophet! Yes, Elisha is not someone to be treated lightly. And maybe neither is God.
The story of Naaman as we have it is quite touching. Naaman is a great man, a great military leader and a Gentile. And apparently an idolater, as were all the Arameans. And we hear that he has developed leprosy. This is not what we today understand as leprosy, but rather a skin condition which renders him unclean and perhaps considered cursed. As the story develops, Naaman hears of a prophet in Samaria who could cure him of his skin disease. After a little palaver about political misunderstandings between Naaman and the king of Israel, Naaman goes to meet Elisha. Alas, he doesn't even get that far. Elisha sends a messenger to him and tells him to go wash in the river Jordan seven times and his flesh will be restored and he would be clean. Then things get interesting. Naaman is a very great man. A particularly important man. He is used to being, and expects to be, treated with attention and great care. And he's not at all happy about being dismissed by the prophet for refusing to see him in person. As he says: “I thought that for me he would surely come out and stand and call upon the name of the Lord his God, and would wave his hand over the spot and cure the leprosy!” Why wash in the Jordan river when Naaman had perfectly good rivers in Damascus? So, as the scripture tells us, “He turned and went away in a rage.” But his servants approached him—I would imagine very gingerly—and suggested that had the prophet asked him to do something quite difficult, would he not have done it? Why not do something as simple as wash in the Jordan and be clean? To his great credit, Naaman overcame his anger and his hurt pride and washed in the Jordan and was cleansed. The scripture tells us: “His flesh was restored like the flesh of a young boy, and he was clean.
The story doesn’t end there and is well worth reading in its entirety. But what we read today tells us, or at least tells me, something important about faith and about life. And that is that our faith, our religion, our spirituality is perhaps something quite simpler than we usually imagine.
Not everybody is religiously obsessive or overly scrupulous. But I certainly was when I was young and probably am still to an uncomfortable extent. And my hunch is that I'm not alone in this. As a young boy, for example, I used to worry as I prayed to the Father or to the Son, that the Holy Ghost might be a little unhappy with me because I wasn't giving Him/Her/It enough attention. I often worried about getting it right, doing it right, believing aright and sometimes even acting aright. I was on the lookout for new devotions, new paths of prayer, novel approaches to what we now term spirituality. Let me be clear: none of these concerns is bad in and of itself, though they did drive me to get a graduate degree in the philosophy of religion so that I could figure out what was indeed right and correct and therefore do it, be it, or have it as if it were some kind of possession. And I don't regret that, at least not totally. But like Naaman, I often thought that there had to be more to it, that there had to be the calling on the name of the Lord and the waving of the hands before the desired effect. But over the years I’ve come to think that maybe it's much simpler than all that. At least at its core.
It appears that all traditions at some point try to summarize the deep truth out of which they've grown. Christianity certainly has, and it should not be lost on us. If fifty years ago you had come to an Episcopal service of Holy Communion you would have heard, Sunday after Sunday, the summary of the law:
Hear what our Lord Jesus saith: Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it: Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. On these two commandments hang all the Law and the Prophets. Matthew 22:37-40
There you have it. Is it enough? Yes and no. This is only the starting point, and it takes a lifetime or perhaps an eternity to unpack it, embrace it and in a sense become it, live it, be it. But if this is all you knew, it would be enough.
The Christian tradition is filled with such gems of spiritual wisdom: “God is love.” “God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.” “Believe on the Lord Jesus and you shall be saved.” Or as we heard today in Paul’s Letter to the Galatians: “Bear one another's burdens, and in this way, you will fulfill the law of Christ.” These are all touchstones of our Christian path.
And not it’s just the Christian tradition that has such summaries. The Jewish tradition, for example, is rich with stories and tales and homely advice. One of the earliest stories paralleling Jesus’ two great commandments is that of Rabbi Hillel the Elder who lived roughly around the time of Jesus: The story goes:
A non-Jew once came before Rabbi Shammai with a curious demand. He wanted Shammai to teach him the entire Torah while the non-Jew stood on one foot. Knowing the impossibility of such a thing, Shammai rejected him. The questioner then took his request to Rabbi Hillel the Elder. Hillel gently told him, “That which is hateful to you, do not do to your fellow. That is the entire Torah, and the rest is its commentary. Now go and study.”
We see clearly that this summary of the law, if you will, is not an end but a beginning to be unpacked and understood and lived. “Now go and study,” concludes Rabbi Hillel. The work is just beginning, but my, what a great starting point.
In our day we might call these sayings or summaries ‘memes’ or memory devices which set us on the right road. That certainly is one of the functions of the creed that we will recite together after I finish. This year we are celebrating the seventeen hundredth anniversary of the Nicene Creed, at least in its first iteration. People often roll their eyes when we come to the creed and say they don't believe it, or they don't get it or that they can't truthfully say it. I've been there at times, but I now find the creed a precious gift to us not as a final and complete statement but, like the summary of the law given us by Jesus or the ethical teachings of Hillel, a starting point for a process that goes deeper and the deeper into the realm of the Spirit and into that process of transformation or metamorphosis that we call redemption and sanctification and wholeness.
A few weeks ago, I posted on my Facebook page an excerpt from an essay by our friend Father Martin Smith. In an article he wrote some years ago for the Washington DC diocesan newspaper, he articulates four ways of understanding or approaching what a creed might mean for us today. He likens the creed first to an entrance ticket. Originally created to summarize for converts what kind of drama baptism was going to let them into, reciting the creed admitted them to the drama. But it wasn’t the drama itself, it was just the entrance ticket. The real drama is here and now.
Second, it has been, as it were, a coin or currency of the Christian family for seventeen centuries. If for no other reason, we should honor this coin or currency passed down to us, one which has held together a disparate family across time and space and cultures and of which we too are part.
Thirdly, Martin tells us that the creed is like the table of contents in a book of poetry. It is a list of first lines, but no one line is a whole poem in itself. For that we must dig deeper and do some hard work. And that again is the work of a lifetime, as both Rabbi Jesus and Rabbi Hillel tell us.
Finally, Martin reminds us that the creed is a song. It is a song of God's love and of God's compassion and actions and of God's intention to bind us together as one in the face of much evil and ill will in us and around us. It is a song of resistance. And it is above all a love song. How we need such a song of loving resistance today. I used to attend a church in Boston where we always sang the creed on Sundays to a wonderful plainsong melody. We can't do that right now. But we can monotone it as is often done with the Apostle’s Creed. And since it's summer and since it's the Creed’s seventeen hundredth birthday, why don't we? So please turn in your Holy Eucharist booklets to page 2 for the text and stand. Let us to confess our hope, our faith, our love story, and our resistance in the words of the ancient creed as we sing it…and feel free to add whatever harmonies you like:
We believe in one God…