Showing posts with label Easter 5. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 28, 2024

Easter 5 B - April 28, 2024

 Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Samuel Kennedy
The Fifth Sunday of Easter B, April 28, 2024

 

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It seems that I’ve opened my last few homilies saying something along the lines of, “today’s passage was a challenging one for me…”  and today’s Gospel lesson continues that theme, which likely says a little more about the homilist than the text.  The Gospel lesson we just heard proclaimed contained the last of Jesus’ I AM statements in the Gospel of John.  And here Jesus’ uses the image of a vine and its branches as a symbol and extended metaphor for the rich life of mutual indwelling that God invites us to.  But before we get to the good news, I think it’s important we acknowledge a few challenges with  this passage.  We should acknowledge that the broader reception history of this passage in the church has, at times been very harmful when it has been used as a tool for anti-Jewish replacement theology.  We won’t dissect that today, but I do want to acknowledge that history and reject that approach.  My own personal reception history is a bit complicated too. I fell in love with Scripture as a young teenager (As I imagine many of us here today did).  That text felt as if it was teeming with life and overflowing with the love of God for me and others, but this passage, in particular, was one of several that brought me more angst than hope whenever I would read it, as I struggled to discern whether I was truly abiding in Christ and producing fruit that endured, or was destined to be lopped off for being an underperformer.  Because Jesus doesn’t just describe deep, mutual interconnection, in this text, but also pruning, and even chopping off and burning of branches that do not bear fruit. 

So just in case there’s anyone here today wrestling with those valences of the text, let's engage with them first.  Is Jesus really saying that if we don’t bear enough fruit, we get lopped off the vine, and is that image meant to convey some sort of ultimate or eternal separation from God?  While it can be easy to read the passage this way (and many of us have been conditioned to do so), we are called to read canonically, and situate this text within the broader message of Scripture and revelation of God.  I believe that when we do this, we can answer that question with a firm, resounding, “no.”  As our Epistle lesson reminds us, “Love has been perfected among us in this: that we may have boldness on the day of judgment, because as he is, so are we in this world. There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear.”  Once we have established that resounding “no,” and our security in the love of God, we find ourselves free to get curious about what Jesus might actually be describing in this passage, and in truth it is nothing short of breathtaking. 

John’s Gospel contains seven, stirring and startling “I AM” statements that describe fundamental aspects of Jesus’ identity and the abundant life he invites us to join him in.  “I am the bread of life;” “I am the light of the world;” “I am the door;” “I am the good shepherd;” “I am the resurrection and the life;” “I am the way, the truth and the life;” and, our statement for today, “I am the true vine.” This particular I AM statement  is situated within Jesus’ farewell discourse with his disciples.  And this placement, as you’d imagine, does indeed matter.  Immediately prior to this passage, Jesus has encouraged his friends not to be troubled or afraid, but in almost the same breath let them know that he is leaving them “I am going to the Father,” he said,  and “I will no longer talk much with you.”  Pastorally, this text is situated in a rather fraught moment where the disciples are becoming increasingly aware that something is up, Jesus is leaving, and their hearts are likely yearning for some reassurance of connection with the one they love, and reassurance is precisely what the metaphor Jesus uses is designed to do.

Of all the 7 (Pred. Nom.) I AM statements, this is the only one that has an accompanying “you are” statement.  Jesus tells his disciples that he is the vine and they are the branches. And while it may not strike us as such at first glance, this is an image of a deeply intimate and mutualistic relationship.  The vine provides the structural support, nutrients from the soil, and the vascular system the branches need to survive and thrive.  The branches act as the primary photosynthetic organs for the vine, producing the energy needed to sustain the vine's growth, propagation, and reproduction.  The glucose produced in photosynthesis is used to fuel the plant’s metabolic needs, as a primary component of the cell walls that must be constructed if the vine is to continue to grow, and excess glucose is transported back to the main vine and stored as energy reserves for the next growing season.

This image is full of vulnerable, tender, mutuality that I believe we have become conditioned to miss.  We are radically dependent upon the vine, but in the mystery of God’s humble, self-giving offering of love, this text hints that on some profound level, God has chosen to not flourish without us too.

Another reassuring note in this passage is that the author has Jesus speaking in the present tense.  Jesus is not telling his friends that in some distant future, after they have achieved a certain level of education, enlightenment, detachment, or meditative prowess that they will be intimately connected to him, but rather right now, they are already as intimately interconnected as vines and their branches.  You and I, right now, are as intimately interconnected with Jesus and one another as vines and branches.

“Abide in me as I abide in you. Just as the branch cannot bear fruit by itself unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me.”  Jesus invites us to abide in him.  What might he mean by this invitation?

On one one level, we could say that it is rather impossible for us NOT to abide in the ocean of the love and mercy of God.  Our faith maintains that Christ, through his death, resurrection, and ascension has entered the heart of all things. “It is,” after all…, “ in him that we live and move and have our being.”  Simply by virtue of our existence we have been given the gift of dwelling in the love of God.  

But as always with God, it would seem that there are greater depths we are invited to traverse.  Jesus’ phrasing does seem to indicate that this abiding he has in mind isn’t just ontological; there is a volitional component to it as well.

Paradoxically, it would seem, there is a kind of organic movement associated with deeply abiding in God’s love, and it’s a movement similar to the flow and dynamic interchange of nutrients and energy between a vine and its branches.  Theologian Raimon Panikkar describes the dynamism of abiding with the following words, “I am one with [or abide in]  the Source insofar as I too act as a source by making everything which I have received flow again -- just like Jesus.” 

In Jesus, we see this striking example of the free flow of love.  His life and ministry of opening the eyes of the blind, healing the sick, creating community for the forgotten and listening to those who society said should not be heard -- all of this was a dynamic participation in his deep abiding in the love that flows within the Godhead.  Jesus invites us in this passage to awaken to the fact that we dwell in this flow of kenotic love and are in fact called to participate in it! 

However, if you are at all like me, there may be parts of you that still struggle to believe in our lovability and ability to love and this, I believe, is where the pruning comes in.  

But first, a clarification.  I often confuse pruning and trimming.  Jesus is not saying that the Spirit is going to come along with a hedge trimmer and mow us down and shape us up, into a uniform size and shape approved of by our suburban HOAs.  I’ve learned from a dear friend who is rehabilitating his family’s apple and pear orchards that pruning is a profoundly intimate process where they get to know each plant as a unique individual, with its own needs for growth and flourishing and particular tendencies for fruit production.  His job is to help steward the natural flow of life in that plant, by inspecting nearly every branch and bud and gently guiding it into the most fruitful possible growth by a series of careful snips here and notches there as they clamber among the branches. And so it is with us, the Spirit, carefully tends to us, pruning us with that same posture of respect, tenderness, and deep attentiveness to our individuality.  

Pruning, for us, is the process of being opened up to experience love in the places we’ve never been able to before.  And it is precisely in those places where we have not yet experienced love for ourselves that we struggle to let it flow for others. It probably doesn’t need to be said, but pruning is not always pleasant; it can indeed be painful for moments and seasons, but, to quote the Jesus Storybook Bible, it is intended to open us up to a fuller experience of the immense, “unending, never-giving-up, always and forever love” that God for each of us -- precisely as we are.  

Pruning, then, carefully peels away the falsehoods of who we thought we needed to be to discover who we actually are, and then experience the surprising truth that it is that person -- that real person -- the real you, the real me --  who is connected to the vine.  And that is that person whose life will be able to keep that love flowing, and in so doing, will produce fruit that remains.

What might this process look like?  At times it can be the painful process of discovering that the patterns of behaviors we had once identified as loving on our part, were actually patterns of enabling in a web co-dependence.  Or you may be called to first awaken to your own own beauty and worthiness of love before you can give it to another.  The Spirit may reveal to us patterns of defensiveness in our lives, that keep us from mutually life-giving relationships -- defenses that will only fall as we come to rest in the immense, unending love of God for us.  Whatever our particular case may be, it is when we are able to release into the tender pruning of God that we open up to receive the love of God in surprising and refreshing ways, and as we do that we can then turn and allow that love to flow through us to others.

So may we find hope and joy in the reality that you and I, precisely as we are, are deeply loved and are as intimately interconnected with Jesus and one another as vines and branches.  As we are being pruned to open up more fully to this love, we are being cared for with all the tenderness and wisdom of a master Vinedresser.  And my prayer is that this hope will sustain us with deep, paradoxical, joy and peace that glimmer through the growing pains.  

In the name of God, Lover, Beloved, and Love Overflowing.

Amen.


Sunday, May 7, 2023

Easter 5 A - May 7, 2023

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert James Magliula, OHC

The Fifth Sunday of Easter, Year A - Sunday, May 7, 2023



The lectionary readings for the Sundays after Easter are full of instructions for disciples about how to live as Jesus taught without his physical presence in their midst. Jesus is preparing believers, including us, to consider not only his journey through death to life, but our own as well.

The setting today is the upper room in Jerusalem. Jesus and his closest friends are at the supper that will be their last together. Their hearts were torn with anxiety and fear. How does the heart feast at a banquet of disappointment and loss? What could possibly free the human heart from being troubled at such a time?

Jesus instructs: “Do not let your hearts be troubled.” Given the context, it’s not hard to understand why this text is so often used in the burial liturgy. Death troubles our hearts and we want to find some balance, stability, and harmony in the face of it.  This text, however, is about more than the afterlife. It has something to say right here and now. It’s speaks to the very circumstances that trouble our hearts. At the edge of his own grave, Jesus means to reassure his disciples that his death is not the end, but the beginning of the room he is making for them in God. The disciples are incredulous. So are we, much of the time, especially when we are frightened or threatened by change or loss in whatever form it takes.

Jesus recognizes that their hearts and our hearts are already troubled. He is not warning them or us about a future condition. He knows the troubling has already begun. None of us get through this life without a troubled heart. I don’t think we can look at the pain of the world, the suffering of those we love, or our own wounds and not have a troubled heart. At least, I hope we can’t.

 Even as he was telling the disciples to not let their hearts be troubled, I suspect that he was telling himself as much as them.  By naming what’s going on between them, he’s reminding them and us that not letting our hearts be troubled begins with looking into our hearts to see and name what troubles it? That means facing ourselves, our lives, our world. That may be the first and most difficult thing Jesus asks of us in today’s gospel. He also reminds us  that our lives and the world are not defined or limited to what troubles.

Throughout these final discourses, Jesus speaks of the experience of abiding, of indwelling: Him in the Father, the Father in Him, Him in us, us in the Father. He is telling them and us that we are not the center. It is not our success, accomplishments, position, or power. God is our center, abiding within us. So wherever we go, whatever we face, whoever we are, God is within. Regardless of what troubles, God abides in us.

He encourages them and us to not lose sight of this truth in the midst of what’s going on. When hearts are troubled and we don’t know the way we start living outside of ourselves, and when we do life is defined by and focused on external things. He’s inviting us to live from the inside out, instead of from the outside in. That’s the promise of Easter in the midst of whatever troubles our heart. It won’t take away our worries or fix our problems, but it gives us a place of stability and helps us know what to hold on to and what to let go of. It connects us to abundant life and to each other.

The world has a multitude of answers as to what will relieve our hearts. Jesus has only one: “Believe in God, believe also in me”. When John speaks of believing in his Gospel, it is almost exclusively as an outward, active, and intimate commitment with Jesus. It is a giving over, an entrusting of our whole self to God, independent of outward circumstances. Belief requires self-surrender. As those first disciples at that table were sharing the feast of loss with Jesus, he attempts to assure them that even in the face of what lies ahead, they will not be forgotten, they will not be separated. The place he is preparing for them, for us, is God’s own life.

With our post-Easter eyes, it might seem easier for us to skip to the end of the story. If we do that, we lose sight of the fact that something always dies for something new to be birthed. Birth and death are repeating cycles in the narrative of our lives. In both the delivery room and the hospice room, those present are changed. Birth and death are the bookends holding our stories of transformation. Visions of who we are and are becoming give us life, even as a previous sense of ourselves dies. In these moments we often echo Thomas in asking how we can know the way if we do not know where God is. With Philip, we claim that we will be satisfied if we can just see. As hospice chaplain and midwife to ourselves and each other, our role is to be fully present, even as we cannot see and do not know what comes next in our life.

God’s promise to abide in us, within us, to love us, to make room for us, to know and be known by us, never ends. Nothing can undo us because God has claimed and named us. That is enough to sustain and support us. That is enough to empower us to live as witnesses to that love.  

+Amen.

Sunday, May 15, 2022

Easter 5 C - May 15, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Bernard Delcourt, OHC

Easter 5 C - May 15, 2022



Our three readings today give us a sweeping view of God’s plan for us all. Mutual inclusion in God’s all-embracing love. It starts with God loving us warts and all. We respond to God in love. We deliberately become instruments of God’s love. It evolves to our including everyone in God and in our God-inspired love. Simple? No matter, for the love of Jesus, let’s do it anyway. ***** In Acts, Peter learns to be as inclusive as the Holy Spirit. He says: The Spirit told me to go with them and not to make a distinction between them and us. And he adds: And as I began to speak, the Holy Spirit fell upon them just as it had upon us at the beginning This passage of Acts expands the message of many of Jesus’ parables. The Good Samaritan and the Prodigal Son come to mind. In order to love our neighbor as God enjoins us to, we have to include everyone, not only the members of our club. And this love enfleshes the love of God for all of creation. God does not love selectively some parts of the creation. God loves all of it and redeems all of it. No exclusion. We don’t get to choose whom God loves. As Christians we commit to love those God loves. Everyone. ***** In our reading from Revelation, we hear: See, the home of God is among mortals. He will dwell with them as their God; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them; God does not dwell solely with Israel whom he chose to carry God’s message. God dwells face-to-face, elbow to elbow with all of God’s people. Mourning and crying and pain will no longer apply to anyone, no matter their origin, their identity or their righteousness. Yes, God’s mercy will embrace all of us. No one is excluded, no matter how unrighteous they may seem to us or even to themselves. Not even the people we feel entitled to ignore, exclude or despise in our current lives are beyond God’s mercy. ***** Br. Randy once told us of a priest friend of his that came up with a very good illustration of hell. His friend said hell is what happens when folk get to the pearly gates, look in to see who is there, and say, “Oh, I’m sorry, we’re not in communion with them.” Are we willing to enjoy the full inclusiveness of God’s love? Or would we rather be deprived of God’s presence than to share God’s love with people we turn up our nose at. ***** And in the gospel according to John, Jesus says: I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another. Remember, this comes after Jesus washed the apostles feet at the last supper. And after Judas departed having received from Jesus’ hand the piece of bread he dipped in the dish. What is new in the commandment is how Jesus’ life, death and resurrection models for us what love is and who is included in that love. A commandment to love had appeared before in the history of Israel. In Leviticus 19:18 it says: You shall not take vengeance or bear a grudge against any of your people, but you shall love your neighbor as yourself: I am the Lord. Can you hear the differences? The scope and intent of what was in seed in Leviticus has blossomed in Jesus’ commandment to those who want to follow Him. This is from the man who said: “Love your enemies.” That is quite a leap from loving a member of my tribe whom I would prefer to bear a grudge against. Jesus loved Judas even as he knew he was betraying him. ***** God’s love enfolds us, no matter what we are and what we do. God’s love enfolds everyone and everything. We are invited to be inspired and take our cue from God’s love. That is a daunting task, but it is the task we have set ourselves in choosing to follow Jesus. He says: By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another. So this week, I invite you to deliberately identify one or more persons whom you ignore, despise or neglect. Do not be fooled that there are no such persons in your life. It’s just that it’s more comfortable for us to be in denial about that. Can you train your heart’s eye to see that person as a beloved child of God? Can you feel God’s love for that person? And can you yourself treat that person in a way that will make them feel acknowledged, liked or cared for? Can you ask God to help you make the leap into loving that child of God? And by the way, thank you very much for loving all the people you like and care about in your life. Let’s keep it up and widen our scope! Amen.

Sunday, May 2, 2021

Easter 5 B - May 2, 2021

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Bob Pierson, OHC

Easter 5 B  - Sunday, May 2, 2021






“God is love, and those who abide in love abide in God, and God abides in them.”

This line from the first letter of John, chapter 4, reminds me of the often quoted phrase:  “Love, and do what you will.”  Wondering where it originated, I googled it, and discovered that it's from a Sermon on Love, by St. Augustine of Hippo.  The basic point is that if what you are doing is done in love, it cannot be wrong because God is love, and if we love we are acting like God would act.

Of course, that begs the question, “What does it mean to do something in love?”  Here, love is not just a warm, fuzzy feeling, but a desire to do what is best for the person we love.  And sometimes, we need to practice “tough love” and say, “no” when we are asked to do something or support something that we know would be harmful to those we love.  Parents know about this all too well, as they frequently find themselves telling their children “no” when it would be so much easier just to say “yes”.

Clearly, love is an important Christian value.  When asked what is the greatest commandment, Jesus offers two commandments:  Love God, and love your neighbor as you love yourself.  So love is directed first of all to God, and then to others and yes, even to ourselves.  Both the gospel of John and the first letter of John teach us a great deal about love.  Jesus says, “God so loved the world that he gave the only-begotten Son that whoever believes in Him may not perish, but may have eternal life.”  Last Sunday we heard Jesus say, “I am the Good Shepherd, and I lay down my life for my sheep.”  And in the 15th chapter of John's gospel Jesus says:  “There is no great love than this, to lay down one's life for one's friends.”   And a bit later in the same chapter, Jesus says “This is my commandment:  Love one another as I have loved you.”

But how do we discern what is the loving thing to do?  Earlier this week I heard a story about a newpaper reporter who went to interview a successful small business owner.  “How did you do it?” he asked.  “How did you make all this money?”  

“I'm glad you asked,” the businessman said.  “It's a great story.  When my wife and I married, we started out with a roof over our heads, some food in our pantry, and five cents between us.  I took that nickel, and went down to the grocery store.  I bought an apple, shined it up, and sold it for ten cents.

"What did you do then?” the reporter asked.  “Well,” he said, “I bought two more apples, shined them up and sold them for twenty cents.”  The reporter thought this would be a great human interest story, so he asked excitedly, “Then what?”  The businessman replied, “Then my father-in-law died and left us $20 million.”   The moral of the story:  You need to be connected to the right people.

In the gospel today, Jesus makes it clear that in order for us to flourish as the branches, we need to be connected to the vine, connected to Jesus.  “Abide in me as I abide in you.  Just as the branch cannot bear fruit unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me.”  How do we discern what is the loving thing to do?  By abiding in Jesus, and letting his example of selfless love teach us how to love as he loves us.  And he promises us that “if you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask for whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.”   What a promise!  Of course, it assumes that if we are abiding in him, the things we ask for will be according to his will and his way of doing things.  As long as we love, as long as we abide in him, we can't go wrong, or so it seems.

But how do we know that we are abiding in him and listening to his voice?  What about the possibility of self-deception?  We all need the help of a wise guide—a good friend or a spiritual director who can help us see clearly and avoid self-deception.  That's the lesson we learn from the section from the Acts of the Apostles we read today.  The Ethiopian eunuch was a man of faith, who had traveled a great distance to worship in Jerusalem.  But he needed help to understand what he was reading in the prophet Isaiah.  Philip provided the guidance he needed, leading him to ask for baptism.  Philip explained the good news and helped the Ethiopian eunuch to see how he, too, needed to abide in Jesus.  We all can benefit from the help of a trusted friend or spiritual director who witnesses the Good News of God's love for us and encourages us in our desire to love one another and to abide in the vine so that we can bear much fruit and become his disciples.

As we approach the table of the Lord to receive his body and blood which he left us as a sign of his love for us, we are nourished and strengthened to love one another as he loves us by laying down our lives for one another.  May we always abide in that great love.

Sunday, May 10, 2020

The Fifth Sunday of Easter - May 10, 2020

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Rev. Cari Pattison
The Fifth Sunday of Easter - May 10, 2020

Acts 7:55-60
1 Peter 2:2-10
John 14:1-14

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Let your good news come, Lord, not only in word but in power, in the Holy Spirit and with full assurance. Amen.

Maybe it’s because I’m from Kansas, where the “Wizard of Oz” is our formative myth -- but I love the idea of a way. A path to follow that leads to answers. A yellow brick road that is bright and shiny and easy to see, and leads to that which we most desire- a brain, a heart, some courage, and ultimately- home.

Perhaps it is this founding mythology that partly informed my decision to hike the Appalachian Trail last year. The idea of backpacking 2200 miles from Georgia to Maine lodged itself deep in my imagination and would not let go until I set foot on Springer Mountain. So with my over-stuffed pack and not-so-broken-in shoes, I set out on a journey, in some sense to find my way in the uncertain land of mid-life.

In today’s Gospel text, Jesus does not point to a new spiritual road or a magical map to heaven. He simply says that he is the way. The way that leads not to all the answers or to everything our hearts desire- but the way that leads to truth, and life.

But first there is trouble. It is trouble, after all, in the form of a tornado that sweeps up Dorothy Gale and lands her in a place she never intended to be. And there will be trouble along that yellow road- trees throwing apples, mischievous flying monkeys, sedating poppies, and of course a wicked witch.

The trouble Jesus speaks of in today’s text refers to the disturbed look on his disciples’ faces. He has just told them that one of them will betray him, another will deny him, and worst of all, he is about to leave them.

We keep hearing and reading the phrase lately, “In these uncertain times…”

I can’t help but think that yesterday, the snow falling on newly blooming lilacs in May, was a visual illustration of the strangeness of these times. We wonder, “What season are we in?”

Jesus and his disciples know uncertain times.

In the midst of foretelling their failures and of his own looming departure, Jesus says these words often heard at funerals:

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. There are plenty of dwellings in my Father’s house and I’m getting one ready for you. I’m going to come for you, and you know the way to where I am going.”

Philip raises his hand and asks the question on all of their minds, “Lord, we don’t even know where you’re going, so how on earth can we know the way?”

I recall times on the Appalachian Trail last spring when we accidentally took the wrong way. Lost in thought and conversation we followed my friend’s dog, a wonderful border collie mix named Blue, instead of the white blazes that kept us on the AT. She was such a fearless leader for our trail family that we forgot that she did not in fact know the way. She was driven by her sense of smell, usually toward something dead in the woods.

Another time early on in Georgia we got distracted when we left camp in the morning. Intent on doing our first 15-mile day, we made it a mile and a half down the trail before some fellow hikers crossed our path and asked, “Oh, are you south-bounders?” No, we answered. We’re headed to Maine. “Well you’re headed in the wrong direction!” they said.

It can be hard to know the way.

It is hard to know the way right now.

Do not let your hearts be troubled,” Jesus says.

But there is much to be troubled about.

Already over a quarter of a million people have died of Covid-19 worldwide. Unemployment rates are the highest they’ve been since the Great Depression, domestic violence and mental health problems are increasing by the day, and many of the effects of social distancing pose risk factors for substance abuse and even suicide.

We see pictures of New York City and that first verse of Lamentations rings eerily true: “How lonely sits the city that once was full of people! How like a widow she has become, she that was great among the nations! She weeps bitterly in the night, with tears on her cheeks… she has no one to comfort her.”

It is unimaginable to think that so many of those 250,000 deaths were people dying alone in a hospital bed with no family, friends, or priest allowed to be by their side.

In the midst of the political blaming and hand-wringing and looking to experts for guidance, we wait. We wait for a definitive word on antibody tests and vaccines. We wait for permission to re-open and come out of quarantine. We wait to hug those we love. In the meantime we look for ways to keep one another safe and healthy, for constructive ways to give and help.

Still we find ourselves echoing some version of Philip’s question: “Lord, what do we do? Where are you going? How can we know the way?”

Many have cried out this week, “Come, Lord Jesus,” in the face of a the brutal murder of 25-year-old Ahmaud Arbery. Ahmaud, doing his regular work-out jog, was a young man shot essentially for “running while black.”

We cry out not only at the horror and injustice of this loss of life, but at the racism stuck in the marrow of this nation’s bones: that the two men now charged with the killing were considered justified and allowed to live free for the past two months- even after authorities saw the video of what happened.

We wonder how many other black lives have been shot down and gone unnoticed? How long, O Lord, will this kind of white prejudice and panic persist?

We echo a version of Thomas’s request:

God, show yourself - show us what to do - and may we never be satisfied as long as your children of color, created in your image, are anything less than fully free.

Do not let your hearts be troubled, Jesus says.

And yet there is much to be troubled about.

Sometimes we as Christian community, need to feel the full weight of the psalmist’s words in the one psalm - 88 - that does not end on a note of hope:

“My soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.”

But the promise of the Gospel here, if I understand it, is that Jesus will not leave us there.

He is going to prepare a place - not just in the heavenly realms - but with him here and now. Jesus says he will bring us to himself. He is here to show us the Father Mother Creator God in the flesh.

In all the works the disciples have seen him do thus far - the water into wine, the Samaritan woman befriended, the officer’s son healed, the crowds of people fed, the blind man given sight, the walking on the water, and the raising of Lazarus - Jesus shows them who God is.

Jane Yarmolinsky writes,
“The whole concept of God taking on human shape, and all the liturgy and ritual around that, had never made any sense to me. That was because, I realized one day, it was so simple. For people with bodies, important things like love have to be embodied. God had to be embodied, or else people with bodies would never in a trillion years understand about love.”
And yet now we live in a time when we cannot connect in the same embodied way we used to. One woman on Zoom retreat with us this week said, “I just need a hug.” As Brother Robert said yesterday - the absence of touch and hugs and handshakes - “is so loud.”

And so maybe we need this word more than ever: That Jesus is the way that leads to truth and life. That he never intended this word to be an exclusionary statement about other faiths, but rather a word of intimate encouragement to his closest friends:

“I know your hearts are troubled. I know these are confusing and frightening times. But I will be your way, your truth, and your life.” Follow this road. Stay on this trail.

Six times in this passage Jesus tells us to believe, to trust in what we have experienced of Jesus, and to go and do works like he did. To embody God’s love to the world. To be agents of welcome, healing, feeding, giving, teaching, comfort, and restoration.

In a time like pandemic, writes Richard Rohr, we are reminded of the African concept of Ubuntu - that “I am because we are.” That we cannot begin to address the pain of our world unless we do it with a heart for one another.

Not unlike Dorothy, our world is swept up in a cyclone of confusion and destruction. There is sickness in body and in bigotry. There is struggle in the climate, in the economy, and in our souls.

Jesus says into all this, “I am coming. I will bring you to me. I will be your way.”

Like the road leading to Oz and the trail leading to Maine, I sometimes wish the way were always clearer and smooth and easy to follow.

But Jesus’ way is the one that leads to a cross. We will not be able to traverse the terrain of our time without the One who is well acquainted with suffering. We will not be able to go it alone, and we will not be able to follow his way without sacrifice.

In closing, I share a story that has been on my heart this week. Not as an example that would lead us to take risks that might endanger our health and the health of others, but as an illustration that might prompt us to pray. That God might show us how to creatively love our neighbor in a time like this.

The story is told of two soldiers during World War I:

Joseph and Jim were lifelong friends and served alongside each other in battle. Outnumbered and suffering heavy casualties, the commander ordered a retreat.

When the company got to safe ground, Jim noticed his friend, Joe, was not with them. He went to the commander and asked permission to go back and look for him.

The commander disapproved, saying that under heavy fire of the enemy, Jim would surely be killed. He told him they would recover the bodies when it was safer to do so.

Jim apologized before he disobeyed the order and ran back to the battlefield.

Minutes later he came back carrying Joe’s dead body. As he lay him down, the company saw that Jim himself was badly wounded now.

The commander was furious: “I told you he would have been killed in the firefight. You foolishly endangered yourself, and now I risk losing another man. What a waste!”

But Jim, now fighting for his own life, calmly spoke to the commander,

“Sir, it was not a waste. When I got to Joe he was still alive. I held him up and propped him on my lap, telling him to hold on. As he gasped for breath, his last and only words were these:

‘I knew you would come.’”

* * * *

Jesus, you are the one
who comes for us,
and keeps coming,
no matter the cost.

Grant us wisdom
and courage
for the facing of this hour -

that we might believe
and live the kind of lives
that show your love
to a hurting world.

Come, our way,
our truth,
our life.

Amen.

Monday, May 20, 2019

Fifth Sunday of Easter - Sunday, May 19, 2019

Holy Cross MonasteryWest Park, NY
Br. Robert James Magliula, OHC
Fifth Sunday of Easter - Sunday, May 19, 2019

Acts 11:1-18
Revelation 21:1-6
John 13:31-35

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Our gospel today picks up as soon as Judas is sent out. His betrayal may be the most famous one in all history, not only because of whom he betrayed, but also because of who he is---not an enemy outsider but one of the inner-circle, who has been with Jesus from the start. Betrayal by an intimate destroys trust, it robs the past, and it deadens the heart.  In Dante’s Inferno, the lowest circle of hell is reserved for such a one.  Throughout the centuries Judas has been a classic example of scapegoating for all who have denied their own tendency to betray themselves, those they love, and God.

The ingenious Hebrew ritual from which the word “scapegoat” originated is described in Leviticus 16. On the Day of Atonement, a priest laid hands on an “escaping” goat, placing all the sins of the Jewish people from the previous year onto the animal. The goat was then beaten with reeds and thorns and driven out into the desert. It was a vividly symbolic act that helped to unite and free people in the short term. Instead of owning their sins, this ritual allows people to export them elsewhere—in this case onto an innocent animal.

The French philosopher and historian René Girard (1923–2015) recognized this highly effective ritual across cultures and saw the scapegoat mechanism as a foundational principle for most social groups, including monasteries. The image of the scapegoat powerfully mirrors and reveals the universal, but largely unconscious, human need to transfer our guilt onto something or someone else by singling that other out for unmerited negative treatment. This pattern is also seen in our private, inner lives.

We seldom consciously know that we are scapegoating or projecting. In fact, the effectiveness of this mechanism depends on not seeing it. It’s automatic, and ingrained. Sadly, God has been used to justify violence and hide from the parts of ourselves and our religions that we’d rather ignore. The Scriptures rightly call such ignorant hatred and killing “sin,” and Jesus came precisely to “take away” our tendency to commit it—by exposing the lie.  Jesus refused to stand above or outside the human dilemma. He refused to be the one to scapegoat and instead becomes the scapegoat personified. He dramatically exposed the fact there is no such thing as redemptive violence by refusing the usual pattern of revenge by teaching us that we can follow him in doing the same. Violence doesn’t save; it only destroys—in both short and long term. He replaced the myth of redemptive violence with the truth of redemptive suffering. He showed us on the cross how to hold the pain and let it transform us, rather than pass it on to those around us. The interaction with Judas at the last supper anticipates it.

In the case of Judas, we tend to think of him as a fringe member of the group. If anything, he is the most trusted of the twelve---the one in charge of the money to feed them and the poor.  For three years the twelve did everything together, including hearing Jesus’ teaching and seeing his miracles. Just before today’s gospel, Judas has had his feet washed by Jesus with the others.  If Judas were really the odd one out, the others would not have had to look around and ask when Jesus was talking about which one would betray him.

The wisdom hid in this story is that the Church has far less to fear from outsiders than from insiders.  We are much more likely to encounter the enemy within our midst than in the world beyond our doors.  To understand Judas and our reaction to him is to understand the shadow side of the church where we have it in us to betray those we love.  But it is not possible to understand Judas without understanding Jesus as well, because Judas does not act in a vacuum. Jesus makes choices too, choices that may change the way we see the one Judas made.  Was Judas a villain or just a pawn? Was it greed, or was it disappointment that Jesus had not turned out to be the kind of Messiah Judas had hoped he would be? Did Judas believe that he had been betrayed? Jesus’ instruction: “Do quickly what you have to do”, sounds more like an assignment than a choice.

Whatever Judas’ degree of guilt and whatever his motive, it is extremely important to note that Jesus identifies his betrayer by feeding him, after having washed his feet. Knowing who Judas is and what he is about to do, Jesus bathes and feeds him.  Jesus never held himself back but went on giving himself away to the one who would give him away because his faithfulness did not depend on anyone but himself.  When he dipped the morsel into his cup and handed it to Judas, he not only revealed who Judas was, he also revealed who he was---the One who feeds his enemy, who goes on treating them as friends, loving them to the end.

Jesus gives them and us a new commandment---that they and we love one another as he loved Judas, and will love them and us, even after they and we have denied and abandoned him. Having Jesus as a model undoes all the limits. Love asks for everything. It does not calculate the cost. In John’s theology, Jesus is present through the love of the disciples. To live in Jesus is to love and to love is to live in Jesus. That is how people will know who they and we are. Of everything he taught them, and teaches us, this is crucial: love for one another, not knowledge, piety, or good works, will be the one true mark of discipleship. Followers of Christ are meant to be the visible compassion of God on earth. We are not simply to use words to tell people about the meaning of the cross and resurrection; we are to love one another as a way of embodying the truth that Christ reveals through his death and resurrection.

This episode with Judas sheds light on our understanding of the Eucharist as well. His presence at the Last Supper is our lasting reminder that this is a meal not only for the good, the right, and the faithful.  For Christians it is the ongoing touchstone for the spiritual journey, a place to which we must repeatedly return in order to find our face, our name, our absolute identity, who we are in Christ, and thus who we are forever. The Eucharist tells us that, in some mysterious way, we are not just humans having a God experience, we are God having a human experience. The One at the head of the table, broken and poured out, whose faithfulness does not depend on ours, and whose death-defying love knows no end, gives himself to us, offering to feed us again and again. He is the food and drink that saves our lives, thawing our frozen hearts by taking them into his own.

+Amen.

Sunday, April 29, 2018

Fifth Sunday of Easter- Year B: April 29, 2018

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Richard Vaggione , OHC
Fifth Sunday of Easter Year B- Sunday, April 29, 2018


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Br. Richard Vaggione
"Life is difficult!". . . 

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Fifth Sunday of Easter - Year A- May 14, 2017

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
The Rev'd Dr. Deborah Meister
Fifth Sunday of Easter - Sunday, May 14, 2017



The Rev'd Dr. Deborah Meister

And Saul consented to his stoning. (Acts 8:1)

A few years ago, I woke one morning with the conviction that I needed to travel to Spain to hike the Camino de Santiago, the ancient pilgrim road that leads from various points in Europe to Santiago de Compostela, the legendary final resting place of the apostle James, son of Zebedee, or James the Greater.
 
I had done no research on the Camino, had no previous experience with long-distance hiking, and didn’t even own gear; nevertheless, I found myself, four weeks later, in the ancient town of St. Jean Pied-de-Port, placing my foot upon a road made holy by the prayers of strangers. As I took those first steps, I had two major concerns: that as a small woman traveling alone, I could be robbed or assaulted, and that I would get lost. Anyone who knows me knows that getting lost was a very likely outcome.

As I came to the first fork in the road, I was surprised to see that someone had painted a yellow arrow pointing the pilgrims on. I followed it until I came to another, then another. All that day, whenever the road branched, there was an arrow, placed there by someone whose face I would never see. But it wasn’t until the second day that the whole truth dawned on me, because the arrows continued to appear: someone — most likely a group of someones — had gone all through Spain with buckets of yellow paint, marking a path for pilgrims to follow, so that, every time we could get lost, we would find the traces of someone’s love.When Jesus says, “I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life,” I think he means he is that kind of way: a way that is marked by acts of love. 

Certainly, those kinds of arrows have been in short supply this week, in which our news cycle has been dominated not by arrows, but by fingers, all pointing at one another. I would like to join in, but there’s this: last year, I fired an employee, and her friends immediately started a social media storm that lasted for months. And so, I know what it feels like to be stoned, and I can’t do it to someone else. But even outside the headlines, this dynamic is becoming prevalent in our culture. What does it say about us that we are so eager to cast stones at one another?

Perhaps my most vivid mental image a stoning comes from the great theologian Monty Python, who imagined ancient Israel as a place where stonings were a form of public entertainment, much as hangings used to be in the early days of our nation. In their satirical take, men rushed to participate, stopping briefly to buy packets of rocks from the stone vendors, while women, who were prohibited, crept in their turn to beard vendors, from whom they could purchase artificial facial hair that would allow them to slip in undetected. It made for a great scene — all those women speaking in their lowest voices — but let’s think about that for a moment: what allowed them to participate in a stoning was concealing their own identity. I would say, not only from others, but from also from themselves.

When I look at my life, the arrows don’t all point in one direction, and they are not all marks of love. My guess is, yours are not either. And if I’m very honest, the rocks and suspicions and hurtful words I’m tempted to toss at another too often point to what we have in common. I condemn when another embodies what I do not love in myself. I do it, in part, so that others will not guess I am no better than my target. And yet, the very act of lashing out reveals my essential weakness, for what Christ asks from us is not anger and accusation, but love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, and self-control. (Gal 5:22)

Those qualities are the matrix through which we are called to embody Christ. Today’s Gospel gives us one of the ringing pronouncements of our faith, but in words that are deeply problematic in our context: I am the Way, the Truth, the Life. The issue, of course, is exclusivity. We all live in a pluralistic context; most of us have friends who practice other faiths, or none: What are we to do with the definite article, with that pesky the which implies that Christ, and only Christ, gives life?

Perhaps we should take it as an invitation to humility. It’s dangerous to speculate about the mind of our maker, so I’m going out on a limb here, but I am fairly sure it never occurred to Jesus that any follower of his — any true follower — could use these words in an arrogant way, because arrogance is the opposite of the way of Christ. We cannot use these words to uphold our own righteousness, because Jesus came for the unrighteous. We cannot use these words to exclude our neighbor, because Jesus died to include him or her. The minute we begin to jettison the flesh-and-blood people who disagree with us and argue with us and sometimes drive us crazy in favor of an ideal that is spotless, pure, unblemished, we are rejecting the priorities of Christ.

St. John writes, “If a man says he loves God but hates his brother, he is liar: for if he does not love his brother whom he has seen, how can he love God whom he has not seen.” (I John 4:20) For many years, I have thought that was the least true statement in Scripture. It’s much easier to love a God we never have to see than it is to love the person who snores and leaves socks under the bed and fails us when it matters. 


But all this year, listening to the strident contempt of pundits and citizens alike, one question has been in my mind: Is there enough love left to save this country? To save our communities? Because this is about love: love of our country cannot be separated from love of our neighbor. And I have been reminded, forcefully, that humility is integral to any relationship. After all, as Cheryl Strayed reminds us, “We all have a dazzling lack of authority about the inner lives of even the people with whom we are most intimate.”[1] Perhaps, when Jesus proclaims that he is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, one of the things he means is that we are not. None of us has all the truth of this life.

But the definite article can also signal something different: it can be a sign of commitment. If I ask a my friend about her new love interest, she might reply, “He is someone I could marry.” Or, alternatively, “She is the one I have been looking for.” Both are strong statements of love, but only one is decisive.

What matters to us supremely? It’s whatever we call “the most important thing,” or “the most important person in my life.” We say “my wife” or “the cause”: we don’t say “a wife” or “a cause,” unless we’re talking about someone else’s passion. When we push away Jesus’ claim to be the Way, the Truth, and the Life, what we are really pushing away is his claim on our lives. We are seeking space to live with diminished urgency, to make Jesus one among many factors in our existence, rather than our foundation.

There is some real honesty in that. Most of us are conflicted about our ultimate loyalty. We have this tug on our heart from Jesus; we have minds shaped in the academic tradition of critical thinking, which gives us tools to tear apart any belief system we wish to analyze; we live under a constant barrage of media presenting the claims of consumerism or of politics or of other competing belief systems. Each of these possesses a fragment of our heart, until it becomes difficult for us to live in a unified way at all. We feel torn between competing goods, until it feels as if our “center cannot hold.”[2] But a path marked with arrows that point in all directions will not lead us home. And if our hands are pointing toward our neighbors’ faults, they will be too busy to open in acts of mercy. 

My friends, there is a Way, and all people of grace follow it. In the words of Annie Dillard, “Sometimes,...dazzlingly or dimly, God shows an edge of himself to souls who seek him, and the people who bear these souls, marveling, know it....He does not give as the world gives; he leads invisibly over many years, or he wallops for thirty seconds at a time...(Having seen, people of varying cultures turn -- for reasons unknown, and by a mechanism unimaginable -- to aiding and serving the afflicted and the poor.)”[3]

These people, whoever they are, converge on the same path: the path of mercy, kindness, and grace. And they do not follow it with half their hearts: they follow it with their lives. So let us lay aside “all malice, all guile and hypocrisy and envy, and all evil speaking,” and long instead for “the pure spiritual milk, so that by it [we] may grow into salvation.” (1 Peter 2:1-2)

Underneath all our finger-pointing, beneath our accusations of self and of one another, lies a striking lack of gentleness. Many years ago, a woman in a class I was leading commented that we do not hesitate to put upon ourselves condemnations that we would be appalled to heap on one another. And so it is worth remembering, here in this holy place, that when Jesus encountered someone in error, his most frequent response was a disconcerting restraint. He did not pretend that all was well, but he called each person into new life, and then said no more. In so doing, he showed us the way of tenderness, the way of forgiveness, the way of conversion. On that way, each error becomes not a sign of shame, but a mark of love, an arrow pointing us further into Christ.

In the words of a prayer of Soren Kierkegaard:
Hold not our sins up against us
But hold us up against our sins
So that the thought of Thee should not remind us
Of what we have committed,
But of what Thou didst forgive.


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[1] Cheryl Strayed, review of Richard Ford, Between Them, New York Times, May 1, 2017.

[2] Yeats, “The Second Coming.”

[3] Annie Dillard, For the Time Being.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Easter 5 C - Apr 24, 2016

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Randy Greve, OHC
Easter 5 C - Sunday, April 24, 2016

Acts 11:1-18
Revelation 21:1-6
John 13:31-35


Easter continues and the celebration is well-founded in these Fifty Days.  Resurrection is the impossible and the unthinkable, yet it happened.  Crucified and buried, Christ is raised from the dead.  We live in the crisis and delight of how to respond, how to live in the light of this wonderful, earth-shaking news that we cannot ignore and which changes everything.  After the tomb is empty and Jesus is alive and new life is offered to us, do we dare live, really live?  And if so, how?  What difference does this event make in the ordinariness of my own life?  If he is alive, then the question that must be asked next is "am I alive?"  We are offered a choice – Easter is about this profound choosing - either despair and hopelessness on the one hand – there is no bigger story, life is about me and my pleasure here and now - - or joy and community and generosity beyond our wildest imaginings.  The life and love of Jesus means waking up from what Thomas Merton called “the illusion of separateness” and receiving and celebrating the reality that there is hope because there is no us and them, there is only us.  The invitation of Easter is new life together in and with and for the source and giver of life from whom flows our very breath.  

The lectionary scripture readings for today each give us some insights into resurrection life.  The images are brimming with excitement and possibility, but living out their ethic is neither easy nor comfortable.  Our illusions are deep and instant gratification is easier than the long march of discipleship.  The biblical vision of resurrection life does not promise an easy or painless life, but it does promise that the vision of life offered to all and a new world of justice, love, and peace is breaking in and is moving toward fulfillment.  The biblical picture is of a shocking equality where the outcast and rejected get in alongside those of us who are among the rich and privileged.  The readings from Acts and the Revelation are the accounts of what has come and what is to come as the Lord in the Gospel reading grounds our present and future in the self-giving delight of love.

In the Acts of the Apostles, St. Peter’s cultural customs about clean and unclean food are transcended by a new reality of grace to non-Jews.  "Then God has given even to the Gentiles the repentance that leads to life".  His world and identity are turned upside-down, his boundaries and expectations redefined in the shattering light of grace.  The shock is that God has not consulted me first on who is in and who is out!  God is present and at work in people I don't like!  The great equalizer of grace is enough to turn many off of Christianity because it is so much easier to make rules, control access, and evaluate one another’s goodness than to take seriously the statement "Then God has given even to the Gentiles the repentance that leads to life" which negates our petty attempts at managing God.  We all have the equivalent to Gentiles in our lives.  A sure way to tell whether we really believe in grace is to reflect on how we treat the outsider and the rejected.

In the Revelation, our future gives us hope to live the risen life today.  The reality that unifies us beneath the externals is that we are mortals; we are all future dead people.  And God is with all of us, we are destined for one city - not the city of the people I like, not a separate city where everyone agrees with me or looks like me - but one city, one people.  This is the vision of love toward which we are moving.  This is where we are going in the glory of the empty tomb.  What does love look like?  It looks like the new Jerusalem where we are gathered together in the presence of Christ for a party that lasts for eternity.  So when we give into temptation and engage in judgments, prejudices, attacks, and insults, we grieve God's heart because that is not where we are going, that is not God's mission or our destiny.  We are designed and destined for something bigger.  God is present and at work in people I don’t like!

The bringing down of barriers and the new Jerusalem are not some pious fantasy for which we passively wait.  God will bring about their fullness in God's own time, but we live as people of hope and promise now, believing that what is coming is already coming among us.

Then in the Gospel of John we have our Lord’s ultimate command – love as he loves!  God in Christ loves us and gives us life.  Resurrection life is summarized in love for one another; the surest proof of the resurrection is that Christians love one another.  If we love one another everyone will know that we are his disciples.  And now, risen, he lives. He lives in us who are his body, the baptized who are animated by his Spirit. In us he has found his place for loving. The love that he commands he also gives.

So because the resurrection happened, love has happened and can happen.  If the tomb is empty, everything is changed and the impossible becomes possible, the unlovable becomes lovable, excuses fall away, creativity blossoms, the world looks at the church and does not say "what a bunch of hypocrites", but "see how they love one another".  

A priest friend of mine has come up with the best definition of hell I have ever heard.  He says hell is what happens when folk get to the pearly gates, look in to see who is there, and say, “Oh, I’m sorry, we’re not in communion with them.”  His definition is perfectly theologically accurate, too, because it images hell as the fundamental “no” to God’s invitation even to people I don’t like.  To say “no” to grace, “no” to the presence of those who are not in my tribe, who do not fit my ideological expectations, is to put myself in the hell of isolation where I in essence am given by God what I most want – to be left alone in my own smug self-righteousness.  Hell is the world in which it is more important to me to be right in my own eyes than to be surprised by the expansiveness of God’s grace.  If heaven, the kingdom, the promised fulfillment of Christ with us and the final overcoming of sin and death, is the gift and the shock of being in communion with “the other”, then why not see the world that way now, why not live as if what God has promised is true now?

Over the next six months or so our cultural fetish on conflict and controversy will get kicked into overdrive as we move toward the election in November.  The question is which vision will we believe?  That I have worth and value when my side conquers the other, that victory is vindication of my rightness and of the other’s wrongness?  Or the vision of Easter which confronts us and invites us today – that God has given even to the Gentiles the repentance that leads to life and that we are headed toward a new Jerusalem, a new community of justice and peace bigger than nationality, party, or election that calls for our participation and preparation here and now today in efforts of reconciliation, respect, and understanding?  This life does not mean that I abandon my convictions on issues or compromise my conscience in order to be liked.  It means that within our individual backgrounds and personalities and passions and gifts we can travel together in humility and respect toward the same fulfillment.  

Forgiveness and healing will be our call and a great need until our Lord returns in our church, our culture and our politics, but we must be attentive to what that looks like for us today.  Let us commit ourselves to being the best signs of what it means to respect the dignity of every human being.  "Then God has given even to the Gentiles the repentance that leads to life".  God is present and active in people I don’t like.  What can they teach me about the journey to the kingdom?  What do I offer to them to enlarge their vision of the wonder of grace?  In the light of the impossible and unthinkable, Christ raised from the dead, what new thoughts and possibilities – what new life - is God offering us in our communities and families?  Are we open and willing and ready to listen and respond?  Amen.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Easter 5 B - May 3, 2013

St. Thomas, Whitemarsh, PA
Br. Robert Sevensky, OHC
Easter 5 B – Sunday, May 3, 2015

Acts 8:265-40
1 John 4:7-21
John 15:1-8


I am the true vine
Jesus said: “God helps those who help themselves.”

Jesus said: “An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.”

Jesus said: “Pray as though everything depended on God and act as though everything depended on you.”

Of course, Jesus said nothing of the sort. But it is amazing what people believe. Sometimes it's amazing what we believe, though we may never admit it to anyone else and often, not even to ourselves.

Last week we heard Jesus tell us: “I am the Good Shepherd.” And today we are presented with another of those great I AM statements from and about Jesus: “I am the true vine.” And like all the I AM statements in St. John's Gospel—I am the bread of life, the light of the world, the door, the resurrection and the life, the way, the truth, and the life—they fill us with wonder and consolation, and also if we are honest, with a host of questions: What precisely is this bread? Where does this door lead? What is truth?

And even as we are consoled by these images, we may find ourselves challenged. In today's Gospel passage, as soon as Jesus identifies himself as the true vine, he reminds us that his Father is the vine grower. And here he comes with his saws and pruning hooks and shears. And none of us escapes his attention: pruned if we are fruitful, thrown away and burnt in the fire if we are not. Yikes!

Yet there is also a sweet side to all this agricultural imagery, a sweetness captured in that marvelous word Abide: “Abide in me as I abide in you. Just as the branch cannot bear fruit by itself unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me.”

In what does this abiding consist? What constitutes it? Buddhists often speak of “calm abiding” as a central practice. It is the fruit of their own self discipline, of detachment, of a deep and persistent acceptance of the fragility and impermanence of all things. There's a profound truth here that we Christians can assimilate and learn from. Indeed the Christian monastic tradition shares this practice and much of this outlook.

But Jesus invites us to something more dynamic and breath taking than simple self discipline... not that self discipline is ever simple. He invites us to intimacy with him, an intimacy of mutual knowing and mutual loving, and of a patient and ever-deepening trust in the presence and power of God at the heart of the universe and at the center of our own hearts.

Trust in God. Abandonment to Divine Providence. Surrender. These are not easy words. I think of something the late Gerald May wrote some years ago. May was a psychiatrist and spiritual teacher at the Shalem Institute in Washington, DC. He commented particularly on the dynamics of addiction. Writing about one of those popular adages often, but mistakenly, attributed to Jesus—the aphorism: “Pray as though everything depended on God and act as though everything depended on you”—May says: “It appears to encourage prayer and intimacy with God, but before you know it, it tells you to act as though God weren’t in the picture at all.” Indeed, it soon results in the very opposite of abiding in Christ, leading us rather to exaggerated responsibility and individualism of the worst sort.

Why then do we so glibly accept such advice? Why is such teaching so popular? Here again May cuts to the heart of the matter:
...I think such sayings are popular because they rationalize our mistrust of God and our subsequent desire to master our own destinies. They are propaganda for willfulness. The falsehood of the adages is so acceptable precisely because the Gospel truths they undermine are so radical. The Gospel truths invite a degree of trust in God that seems impossible in the so-called real world. And they require the most awful and awesome spiritual sacrifice: letting-go of control. - from Shalem News, Vol 25, Winter 2001
I know I'm not alone in struggling with this one. How many times have I prayed “God is God and I am not” only to find myself slipping into saying: “I am God and God is not.” Maybe it is just a parapraxis, a verbal slip of the tongue. But maybe it is also my own rebellious heart struggling to accept the fact that ultimately I do not control things... certainly not the Big Picture, but increasingly the many little pictures as well. Maybe I'm not quite ready to accept the fact that I dread appearing foolish. Or that I positively fear the claims of faith. Or that maybe I feel that since I've always carefully played by the rules, I'll have a pass on all that is unpleasant or difficult. Why take any risks? I imagine that this sounds familiar to at least some of you.

Yet not all is lost. On the contrary, perhaps all is found, the pearl of great price. For beyond all our control needs lies a freedom that comes from trusting in God, in surrendering to God. Trusting that God will not abandon us to meaninglessness, to despair, or to the emptiness that comes from the utter exhaustion of trying to be in charge of all things. Trusting that when God gives us something to do, he will give us the grace to accomplish it, whether or not we meet with success. Trusting that, as Dame Julian taught: All shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well.

How many of us have discovered this depth dimension when suddenly faced with a difficult medical diagnosis or a lost or broken relationship or some disgrace, public or private, that has shattered our carefully crafted self-image? When we have come at last to recognize that we are simply human, redeemed sinners, just like the next person... limited, finite and yet wonderfully created in God's image and marked by an infinite longing and drive for the Eternal, for love human and divine? What a great, if costly, gift!

Jesus speaks to us today and says quite simply: “...apart from me you can do nothing.” We depend on him, whether we know it or not... on his fellowship, his hidden presence, his transformative power. Indeed, the whole creation does. Without him we really can do nothing. But on the other side of that dependence, that surrender, that desire to give our hearts and our lives over to Jesus, is a marvelous fruitfulness and a generativity that will astonish us.

Jesus says: “If you abide in me and my words abide in you, ask for whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. My Father is glorified by this, that you bear much fruit and become my disciples.”

Giving it all up, receiving it all back... once again it's the Easter mystery. Which is our mystery as well, yours and mine. God is glorified in our being and in our doing and especially in our surrendering to Him. Together we can abide in Christ, the true vine. Together we can be a blessing for each other and for the world. Together we can become a living Alleluia.

Together.

Today.

Amen.