Wednesday, June 29, 2022

St. Peter and St. Paul - June 29, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Fr. Matthew Wright

Saint Peter and Saint Paul - June 29, 2022





From the Gospel of Luke: “…they seized [Jesus] and led him away, bringing him into the high priest’s house. But Peter was following at a distance. When they had kindled a fire in the middle of the courtyard and sat down together, Peter sat among them. Then a servant-girl, seeing him in the firelight, stared at him and said, ‘This man also was with him.’ But he denied it, saying, ‘Woman, I do not know him.’” And then after another denial, and while still in the midst of a third, we’re told, “At that moment, while he was still speaking, the cock crowed. The Lord turned and looked at Peter. Then Peter remembered… how he had said to him, ‘Before the cock crows today, you will deny me three times.’ And he went out and wept bitterly.” (Luke 22:54-62)

And from the Acts of the Apostles: “[The people] became enraged and ground their teeth at Stephen… and with a loud shout all rushed together against him. Then they dragged him out of the city and began to stone him; and the witnesses laid their coats at the feet of a young man named Saul. […] And Saul approved of their killing him.” (Acts 7:54-8:1)
These are, of course, accounts of Peter’s denial of Christ and of Paul’s participation in the violent persecution of the early Jesus movement. Peter and Paul, whom we celebrate today, were not always Saints Peter and Paul. One was a very poor example of discipleship, and the other was opposed to that discipleship entirely. This gives me hope, because together, these two men, who were once enemies, with the help of the Holy Spirit birthed one of the most radically inclusive spiritual visions our world has ever seen.
If I asked you, “Why are you here this morning?” there would be lots of ways we could each answer that question. “Because, as a child, a seed of faith was planted in my heart by my grandmother.” Or, “Because once, when I hit rock bottom, I was desperate and I wondered into a church.” We would all have different answers, and more than one answer, to that question. But one answer that is true for everyone here is, “We are here, all of us, because of Sts. Peter and Paul”—and not because it’s their feast day, but because of their work for the Gospel, and particularly because of the way each of them broke open, and were broken open by, the Gospel.
Peter and Paul, both of them Jewish followers of Jesus, a Jewish rabbi—both of these men had their hearts broken open to a universal vision—a Gospel that transcended race, ethnicity, and even religious boundaries, welcoming Gentiles (and therefore most or maybe all of us in this room) into the fold. It was Paul who wrote, “There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus" (Gal. 3:28).
These are words that cut right to the heart of the three primary categories that human beings use to divide ourselves—race, class, and gender or sexuality. Human beings are always forming hierarchies along these lines—Jew and Greek, slave and free, male and female; race, class, and sex. And Paul saw in all this—although not at first, only after he was shattered by Christ—the way the world assigns value based on either/or, us and them, in and out. We define our worth over and against someone else’s. “If they have worth equal to mine, if God loves them as much as God loves me, then my worth is diminished.”
These categories of division, separation, and hierarchy were deeply ingrained in the world that Peter and Paul moved in (and they are deeply ingrained in our world still today). The Greek philosopher Thales, who lived in the third century before Jesus, is remembered as thanking the gods for three things: “First, that I was born a human being and not one of the brutes [which was a way of referring to slaves]; next, that I was born a man and not a woman; thirdly, a Greek and not a barbarian.”
From the same time period, we also have a record of the following Jewish prayer, attributed to Rabbi Judah: “There are three blessings one must pray daily: Blessed art thou, who did not make me a Gentile; Blessed art thou, who did not make me a woman; Blessed art thou who did not make me uneducated.” Race, gender, class.
These divisions were so taken for granted that it’s astounding that the early Jesus movement said No; in Christ these hierarchies are abolished. In the kingdom of God, we are all of equal rank and value. The community we form in the way of Jesus will not play by these rules. Jesus has shattered all of that. It’s difficult for us to get our minds around just how radical this was. These words weren’t written during the civil rights movement of the 1950s and 60s; they weren’t written during the women’s liberation movement of the 1970s; they weren’t written during the fight for LGBTQ equality in the 90s or now. They were written as our Christian charter 2,000 years ago—and we’re still trying to catch up with them.
Paul didn’t come by this vision easily. He underwent a sudden, blinding encounter with the Light of Christ that broke open his heart and rearranged his mind. And Peter, who walked with Jesus in his earthly life and ministry, struggled initially with this inclusive vision. We see Jesus, throughout the Gospels, working to break his disciples out of dualistic, “us vs. them” thinking. He uses outsiders like Samaritans and Romans—that is, heretics and pagans—as models of faith. He tells the story of the Good Samaritan—a Samaritan, who fell outside of Jewish orthodoxy—and says of a pagan Roman, “I tell you, not even in Israel have I found such faith” (Luke 7:9)—that is, “not even in my own religious tradition.” And neither story ends with either the Samaritan or the Roman converting to orthodox Judaism! And still Jesus points to them, telling us to look for the holy outside of boxes and boundaries.
But the full implications of this still had to be worked out in the early Jesus movement, and when Paul pushed to draw the circle wider to welcome in Gentiles who had not already converted to Judaism, Peter resisted such a wildly inclusive approach. Peter and Paul disagreed with each other vehemently, and Paul even writes in his Letter to the Galatians that “I opposed Peter to his face” (2:11)! But Scripture tells us that, in a trance, Peter received a vision telling him to go against his own religious training and eat with “unclean” Gentiles. He would later report to his companions, “The Spirit told me to go with them and not to make a distinction between them and us” (see Acts 11:1-18). In Christ, there can be no “them and us.”
Peter and Paul came to support each other in this new vision of radical inclusion, reconciling their hearts and visions, and in the Second Letter of Peter we find Paul referred to as “our beloved brother.” The fact that they are celebrated with a combined feast day is especially poignant. They show us that even enemies, even the most polarized people, with a little help from the Holy Spirit, can become the dearest of friends. We need that witness at this deeply polarized moment in our country and our world. Peter and Paul show us that one who persecuted a movement, and another who opposed inclusion in the same movement, can together become apostles of a love that transcends fear and boundaries.
Across the United States and the Episcopal Church we have been celebrating LGBTQ Pride month, and as many of you may know, it was fifty-three years ago yesterday, July 28 th , very early in the morning in Greenwich Village, that an uprising began. In the midst of a violent police raid on the gay community, a black trans woman, Marsha P. Johnson, resisted. The relationship between violence and movements of liberation is complicated, and I don’t want to go there now, but let’s just say that Marsha P. Johnson said, “No. You will not define my value and dignity over and against your own. I belong, we belong.” Others joined her in that resistance, and the modern movement for LGBTQ rights was born.
That current of justice and inclusion is not separate from Gospel vision that broke open Peter and Paul’s hearts. And Marsha P. Johnson’s reality as a queer person of color, as a trans woman, reminds us that our liberation, that the Gospel itself, is always intersectional—we are all bound up together. Women’s rights are not separate from the rights of people of color are not separate from the rights of LGBTQ lives are not separate from the rights of indigenous communities.
As Dr. King reminds us, summing up the essence of this dimension of the Gospel, “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly.” Or in the words of St. Paul, “all of you are one in Christ Jesus,” and in the words of St. Peter, “The Spirit told me… not to make a distinction between them and us.”
How do we continue to translate this movement of Gospel inclusion into our own time? How do we continue drawing the circle wider, softening our divided and polarized hearts? We might begin by meditating on the icon of Peter and Paul you saw as you entered the church—two enemies, now embracing and kissing as brothers and friends. How did they achieve this? Well, for one thing, they listened to each other. Each was willing to say, “I was wrong,” and to have their hearts opened to new insight and understanding. And each was willing to die for the vision of Gospel inclusion they grew together, and each of them did. In these divided times, St. Peter and St. Paul, pray for us. Help us to carry the Gospel vision of justice, inclusion, and love further in our world, and ever more fully and deeply in our hearts. Amen.

Sunday, June 26, 2022

Proper 8 C - June 26, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert James Magliula, OHC

Pentecost, Proper 8 C - June 26, 2022




In today’s gospel, Jesus sets his face toward Jerusalem. That’s a great phrase for single-mindedness. Jesus knows where he is going. He’s kingdom-bound and kingdom-driven. This gospel shines a light on the conflicts we experience and the ways in which our loyalties are torn and pulled in different directions. It reveals our divided hearts and broken relationships. It names the reality that we, like James and John, are often quick to want to call down fire from heaven to consume those who oppose or reject us.
For Jesus, Jerusalem is about healing and wholeness, mercy and forgiveness, peace, the dignity and holiness of all humanity, reconciliation with God and each other, overcoming death, and life fully lived. Jerusalem is about God’s dream for our life revealed in the person of Jesus Christ. In that regard, Jerusalem is a place of hope, fulfillment, and new life. We all have a Jerusalem---- values that guide and describe our life, values by which we live and for which we die. We all set our faces to go in a particular direction. What is your Jerusalem? In what direction is your face set? What drives you? What keeps you going when life is hard or lonely or overwhelming? Setting our face to go to Jesus’ Jerusalem is about becoming our best and truest selves, about living as if we believe that we are loved unconditionally and that there is nothing that we can do to earn God’s love. I think what matters most is not so much how we love God, but how we receive God’s love for us. My experience of Jesus’ Jerusalem is that it often eludes me and always challenges my priorities, beliefs, decisions, actions, and relationships. It usually asks me more questions than it answers. I suspect that is true for us all to some degree. How does our Jerusalem compare with Jesus’ Jerusalem?
Those questions are highlighted in the second part of our Gospel which is composed of a series of encounters in which the sincerity and faith of potential followers are put to the test. All things in this world are gifts of God, given to us so that we can know God more easily and love God and others more readily. But if any one of these gifts becomes the center of our lives---work, possessions, family, health, security---then they displace God. That’s what happening with these three people. Their excuses sound perfectly reasonable to us. Jesus sounds extreme. He’s not saying these things are bad but is pointing to that human tendency to replace the giver with the gift. The three potential followers remind us of just how much we can bury our hunger for God beneath our busyness, our routines, our preoccupation with our relationships. Jesus calls on them and us to set our eyes on the kingdom and to commit to it. Adopting a life of discipleship requires a shift in priorities. More than a private endeavor, it is an identity.
Jesus’ clarity is an example to us. All of who he is and what he does is based on his identity as the beloved of God. God is central. His relationship with God deepens all the dimensions of his life enabling him to engage in the most intimate relationships with others. So much of our lives are caught up in the tension between fear and longing---even our fear of intimacy with the God. Deepening our relationship to God can take surprising turns. It is not perpetual ecstasy. It’s more like a dance with a rhythm of approaches and withdrawals, of hiding and showing, of protecting, and sharing.
If we are going to set our face toward Jesus’ Jerusalem then we must first face up to the condition of our lives, the state of our world, and the direction we are headed. Paul reminds us that bondage takes many forms, and we must be courageous in naming them for ourselves. The harsh debates and infighting among the Galatian Christians were outward and visible signs of their ongoing enslavement. He is saying unequivocally that Christian freedom is not unrestrained permission to do whatever one pleases. Love is the way that freedom in Christ expresses itself. Debates over circumcision were taking precedence over loving one’s neighbor. He tells them to not use their freedom for self-indulgence. The “Flesh” is his shorthand for self-centered rather than God-centered living. The counterpoint to life in the flesh is life in the service of others. Christ’s love for us should shape the way we love.

If Jerusalem is about mercy and forgiveness, how can we withhold forgiveness? If Jerusalem is about the dignity and holiness of all humanity, how can we remain on the sidelines, silent, or indifferent in the face of injustice, discrimination, or prejudice. If Jerusalem is about peace, what about the wars we wage, the violence in our thoughts, words, and actions? If Jerusalem is about reconciliation with each other, on what basis do we scapegoat a people or a religion, exclude the foreigner, deny the refugee sanctuary? Do we reconcile only with those who are like us? If Jerusalem is about the defeat of death, and life fully lived, how does Jerusalem inform our conversations and debates about gun violence in this country? If Jerusalem is about the truth of God revealed in the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus, how can we continue to promote or impose our personal and individual truths on another? These questions stand at the intersection of the Gospel, the world, and our lives.
Before Jesus had these conversations with the potential disciples, I’m sure he first had them within himself, working out for himself the meaning and cost for him to go to Jerusalem. Each one of those conversations is about letting go or giving up something of ourselves and our lives: a home, a sense of security, a place in society. If we set our face to go to Jerusalem, then we have put ourselves on a path of letting go of the past, the dead places, things, and parts of our lives, that can no longer give life or sustain growth. Today’s gospel does not allow for excuses, justifications, running away, or hiding. To struggle honestly with our questions is the beginning of setting our face toward Jesus’ Jerusalem. We don’t know what happened to those three potential disciples, but we do know that the invitation he gave to them he also gives to us---to be single-minded in wanting, in choosing what best leads to a deepening of God’s love and life in us poured out in love for others. +Amen.

Friday, June 24, 2022

Nativity of St. John the Baptist - June 24, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Aidan Owen, OHC

Nativity of St. John the Baptist - June 24, 2022






In the name of the One God, who is Lover, Beloved, and Love Overflowing. Amen. In the middle of June every year, we get a little Advent. This year, the weather has even been cooperating. Today’s feast is a timely reminder that, whatever the season, God is constantly preparing the way of our return. This year, in particular, I’m struck by the resonance of Isaiah’s poetry: “Comfort, O Comfort, my people. […] Speak tenderly to [them.]” Oh, how we need that tenderness! How we need that comfort! I would say after Uvalde. But I could also say, after Covid, or Ukraine, or George Floyd, or or or. The ors never stop these days. One piles on top of another shutting out all the air. In the midst of so many and great temptations to despair and fatigue the comfort of God’s promise of faithfulness and return beckons all the more strongly. Comfort my people. Tell them that their return to me is imminent. Prepare the way of their salvation, their wholeness, their new life in me, says the Lord. John the Baptist, whose birth we celebrate today, and Isaiah both knew darkness and exile. Both lived in times of great chaos and upheaval, in which the very life and existence of their communities was anything but assured. Isaiah, for instance, comes proclaiming this good news of the elevation of Mount Zion precisely at one of the moments of Israel’s greatest darkness. When the Assyrian empire has decimated Jerusalem, when all that the Israelites hold dear has been ravaged and the world seems irreparably fragmented, the voice of hope sounds its clear bell. This home that has been destroyed will not only be rebuilt, but it will become a center of welcome, peace, and love for all the world. John comes as the morning star, the great forerunner of the morn, as that wonderful hymn puts it. He is the sign that the life that really is life is coming into the world as Jesus, our brother, our friend, and our God. And like the morning star, he comes at the darkest hour of the night as a promise that the sun will rise again. Before I entered the Monastery, echoing Isaiah, Br. Andrew told me, “there are no sharp edges here. Everything in the Monastery has been worn smooth through years of prayer.” It was a lovely sentiment, and just what I wanted to hear in that moment of romantic infatuation. Having lived in this community for a little while now, I can tell you that there are actually plenty of sharp edges remaining. I’ve even introduced a few myself. Not all has been worn smooth, at least not yet. But nor was Andrew’s comment mere sentimentality. The common life—whether in a monastery, a family, a parish, or a nation—is one of great friction. Our sharp edges are only worn down by rubbing against those of our brothers, our coreligionists, or our neighbors. Much the same can be said for the life of prayer, in which, whatever consolations may come our way, we will eventually find ourselves facing into dryness, desolation, and the fracturing of our optimism that the spiritual life will finally make us into shining examples of perfect, ordered human life. The great Anthony Bloom connects this stripping down to the work of prayer: “There is a degree of despair that is linked with total, perfect hope. This is the point at which, having gone inward, we will be able to pray; and then ‘Lord, have mercy’ is quite enough. We do not need to make any of the elaborate discourses we find in manuals of prayer. It is enough simply to shout out of despair ‘Help!’ and you will be heard.” He continues, “Very often we do not find sufficient intensity in our prayer, sufficient conviction, sufficient faith, because our despair is not deep enough. We want God in addition to so many other things we have, we want His help, but simultaneously we are trying to get help wherever we can, and we keep God in store for our last push. […] If our despair comes from sufficient depth, if what we ask for, cry for, is so essential that it sums up all the needs of our life, then we find words of prayer and we will be able to reach the core of the prayer, the meeting with God.”1 The encounter with the realities of his own dark time of empire, domination, and the potential extinction of his religion and his people led John into the wilderness to fast and to pray. In the purification of his own desire, in the distilling of that desire down to its essential element—Lord, have mercy!—he became, as the eucharistic preface puts it, a burning and a shining light, drawing others away from the city toward the boundaries of their becoming. There he invited them to turn back to the Lord and to be washed clean in the waters of baptism, It's no accident that the movement of return and remembrance that John proclaims originates in the wilderness. It is there that the Israelites wandered after their slavery. It is there that they encountered God and that, through their trials, murmurings, and cursing God forged them into a community. It is into the wilderness that the Spirit drives Jesus after his baptism, there to be tempted, yes, but also there to be formed. For it is through his temptation that Jesus touches his deepest desire, which is for God alone. It is in this place of wild wandering that we come to know God and, in that encounter, to be known as God’s beloved. And so, it is to the wilderness that John calls—or we might say recalls—the people when they have strayed from God’s ways. And it is in the wilderness of this historical moment that we, too, must face down temptation and despair. It is in this wilderness of death and anxiety and fear that we may allow God to strip down our desire, until all we want is God. And it is from this wilderness of darkness and wandering that our hope will emerge. On the eve of the Velvet Revolution in what was then Czechoslovakia, Vaclav Havel wrote about what it means to hope: “Hope is a state of mind, not a state of the world. Either we have hope within us, or we don’t. […] Hope is definitely not the same as optimism. It’s not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out. It is hope, above all, that gives strength to live and to continually try new things, even in conditions that seem as hopeless as ours do, here and now. In the face of this absurdity, life is too precious a thing to permit its devaluation by living pointlessly, emptily, without meaning, without love, and, finally, without hope.” Real hope, as writer and activist Rebecca Solnit points out, is always dark, because the future is forever dim. And while the darkness may frighten us, in her words, it is always the dark, not just of the grave, but of the womb. For out of the dark wilderness emerge possibilities we could never have imagined in the clear light of day. If the emergence of hope from the dark is true in the secular world, how much truer it is for the Christian, who bears not only Christ’s life within her, but first bears Christ’s death on the Cross. We who profess the faith of Jesus, profess, not that he died and made everything okay in the world, but that having died and risen, he now lives in us, right here and now, still working to stitch back together this fractured world. I think that what the Israelites and the early Christian community discovered in the darkness of wilderness and exile is that, although they could no longer see the way forward, they could be seen, seen in the depths of their being, known and loved in the very foundation of their soul, in that darkest point within that is reserved for God alone. And in that foundational place, too deep even really to call it love, for it is so much more than that, from that deepest place hope is born. John, the great forerunner of the morn, the morning star and herald of the dawn, continues to shine like a beacon of hope in the darkness of our time, just as he did in his own. His voice calls out today that though we are like the flower of the field that springs up today and tomorrow is gone, the word of the Lord—the word that is Jesus within and around us—endures forever. There is always cause to hope, because God is good, and that is everything.

Sunday, June 19, 2022

Proper 7 C - June 19, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Josep Martinez-Cubero

Pentecost, Proper 7 - June 19, 2022





As usual with these crazy yet awesome Gospel stories, I have to acknowledge my 21-century sensibilities, so I can then get past them and search for what is also true and the Good News. But I’m not gonna lie, I read the story and the first thing that comes to my mind is: Oh my God, those poor pigs! Why did they have to die so the demoniac could be healed. And why is Jesus negotiating with demons anyway? What about the welfare of the pigherds who watched their livelihood disappearing over a cliff? These are valuable questions, and I would like to think that if the writer was writing today, some of these strange details would probably not be there or be handled differently. The problem is, though, that if we get stuck in what we find strange about the story, we miss how this is our story too. This is our story too because it speaks of a man of the city who had demons, had been naked for a long time and lived in the tombs. In other words, a person who has demons, whose current reality is completely exposed to all, and who is as good as dead for the people around them. And the people of the city have tried to keep this person in chains, to bring this person under control, but have not been successful. This person is a problem! When he sees Jesus, the demoniac throws himself on the ground as if begging for help, but instead howling in protest. "What have you to do with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God?" It is a "leave me alone!" expression. Have you ever been met with a “leave me alone” that clearly sounds like a cry for help? Have you, yourself, tried to push someone away, when deep inside you are really hoping they won’t let go? Thank God for those people in my life who have refused to leave me alone in those times when I’ve tried to isolate myself! And the first words from Jesus at this encounter? A question, “What is your name?” This is our story too because the first step in getting rid of the demons that enslave us is to be able to name them. The man calls himself Legion, but that is not his true name. That is not who he really is. It is, rather, what has become of him- dispossessed of his humanity, an alien to the town. And why? Well, because there always has to be a scapegoat. There’s always the one to whom the group points the finger and says: “Oh, he is such a mess!” “She’s crazy” We don’t want her here.” They are nothing but trouble.” But it never fails! The person to whom we point the finger is holding a mirror in front of us, revealing what we are trying very hard not to see or know about ourselves. Jesus asks for a name, and by doing so, begins to bring this broken person back to their humanity- to true identity as a beloved child of God. What is your name? Who are you, really? Who are you beneath the labels and the diagnoses? Who are you beneath the fear and the shame? Jesus begins where we ourselves need to begin. With an honest questioning and naming of ourselves. What is your name? “Legion,” the man says, a multitude. The assault on the mind, soul, and body of this naked man of the city who lives in the tombs comes from many sources. This is our story too because what ails us as human beings is Legion. The demons that can haunt us are many- depression, anxiety, all sorts of addictions to alcohol, sex, food, shopping, dieting, exercise... Perhaps we have become slaves to our wealth, or our rightness, or our bitterness, or our dishonesty or our envy. We are all vulnerable to forces that want to keep us isolated, deprived of self-control, and driven toward self-destruction. We are all vulnerable to forces that conspire to keep us dead when God wants us alive; forces that seek to take away our true name, and to separate us from God and from each other. Jesus redirects the demons from the possessed man to the herd of swine that ran down to the lake and drowned. Luke is writing for a community that would have considered pigs unclean. However one may feel about that, the point is the demons are gone! And what happens when the demons of a scapegoat are gone, and the scapegoat has been restored to health? Well, those who were pointing the finger are going to have to change or their own demons are going to start showing up really fast! When the people of the city hear what has happened, they go to Jesus and find that the demon-possessed man is healed, and instead of expressing relief or gratitude or hospitality, they show fear, and beg Jesus to go away. So this is our story too because it illustrates an unpleasant truth about human relationships. It shows the human propensity to want to stick with the demons we know, rather than embrace the freedoms we don’t. It shows the human propensity to want some people to be “bad” so that we seem as good. It shows that the chains that bind so many in this world are the instruments of our own cruel making so we can cover up our own fears. That may be bad news, but it’s not the end of the story. The man who had been identified as naked, living in the tombs, out of control, without a home is, by the end of the story, clothed and in his right mind, no longer out of control, and now sitting at the feet of Jesus and being taught by him. He has been saved. Salvation, in other words, lies at the feet of Jesus, who alone has the power to cast out the demons that torment us. And what happens then? Oh, this is the best part!! Jesus commissions the healed man to stay in town and preach the Gospel to the very people who shunned and shackled him for years. HA! That’s right! We better pay attention because Jesus will choose the very people we consider the most unholy, the most repulsive, the most unworthy to teach us something about what it is to be a human being. Jesus comes to the possessed man seeing and knowing a truth about him that the man can neither see nor know for himself. How can he? He has been convinced that his name is Legion. But Legion is never our ultimate reality or true identity. The assurance of the Gospel is that Jesus comes to the Legion of our lives. Jesus comes before us with a truth that challenges us when we are not true to ourselves. Jesus comes before us as the image of who we truly are, revealing the original beauty of our creation. Jesus comes before us, yes, but we have to be able to name our demons, because Jesus ain’t codependent. We may know what it is like to be Legion. We can tell that story. For every story about Legion, though, there is a counter story that shows who we really are, our true self, beloved of God just as we are, and that’s the Good News! That’s the story Jesus wants us to tell. “Return to your home, and declare how much God has done for you.” ¡Que así sea en el nombre del Padre, del Hijo y del Espíritu Santo! ~Amen+

Thursday, June 16, 2022

Corpus Christi - June 16, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert Sevensky, OHC

Corpus Christi - Thursday, June 16, 2022


Blessed, praised, and adored be our Lord Jesus Christ: on his throne of glory in heaven, in the most holy Sacrament of the Altar, and in the hearts of his faithful people. Amen.
In 1982, the World Council of Churches issued an influential paper titled Baptism, Eucharist and Ministry which emphasized the many theological convergences which the various member churches had arrived at regarding these three essential elements of Christian faith and practice.  They prefaced the document with the usual caveats, noting that important divergences remained.  And they also emphasized the practical missional dimensions that are intrinsically related to these theological reflections.  It is worth quoting:

“We live in a crucial moment in the history of humankind. As the churches grow into unity, they are asking how their understandings and practices of baptism, eucharist and ministry relate to their mission in and for the renewal of human community as they seek to promote justice, peace and reconciliation. Therefore our understanding of these cannot be divorced from the redemptive and liberating mission of Christ through the churches in the modern world.”  

Forty years on it is still worth reading and reflecting on this ecumenical statement, seeing both how far we have come and how far we still must go.  

As some of you know, the Episcopal Church is again considering the relationship between Holy Baptism and the Holy Eucharist and specifically whether baptism is a necessary precondition for the faithful reception of Holy Communion. It's a complex relationship historically and canonically, not to mention theologically. But wherever you come out in this current debate, it is I think undeniable that there is, and always has been, an intimate relationship between baptism and the Holy Eucharist. And when we ignore that relationship and see the Eucharist as just one, albeit central, sacramental rite unmoored from the larger picture of God’s saving action in Christ Jesus, we run the risk of making Holy Communion into a thing rather than a doorway into an ever-deepening relationship with God in Jesus Christ and with all God's people in every place and in every age.

The 1982 document reminds us that baptism—our participation in Christ’s death and resurrection and our incorporation into Christ’s body—is both God's gift to us and our human response to that gift. And though only a momentary experience, it is related to lifelong growth in Christ. In continuity with Christian tradition, the document states that baptism is an unrepeatable act.  But then it goes on to remind us that: “Baptism needs to be constantly reaffirmed. The most obvious form of such reaffirmation is the celebration of the Eucharist.”

This is important.  What we do at this altar and what we receive at this Holy Table are not separate from or other than the grace that comes to us in Baptism.  Nor from the countless other vehicles of growth in holiness: the Word of God heard and studied, the practice of prayer, the exercise of mutual love, the service of neighbor.  All these are gifts and paths towards fullness of life.  They are the regular reaffirmation, or better, the nurturing and renourishing of our very selves, our souls and bodies, equipping us for the joys and struggles of Christian living and human flourishing. 

In this simple food given us, and in the Holy Presence promised to us in and through it, we feed upon the One who is the Way, the Truth and Life itself.  And yes, we adore that Presence made tangible, made available, made present for us here and now.  

I confess that I don’t really understand this mystery.  I do know that there have been times in my life when taking this Bread and drinking this Wine have touched me to my deepest core.  I also know that most days, I am like a child who needs nourishment and does not even know that this is what I need. I approach mostly unaware, in hope and faith that the Lord understands and that in this holy Sacrament feeds me in ways beyond my knowing and despite, or perhaps because of, my unworthiness and brokenness.  That is God’s way, isn’t it?

I’m not much of a fan of Richard Rohr, but what Sr. Sarah Hennessey, FSPA says of him and his Eucharist theology I find refreshing:

“Eucharist reveals the scandal of the particular, suggests Richard Rohr. Yes, all of creation is holy, so what does eating this piece of bread and drinking from this cup of wine really mean? When we focus on one moment of truth, eating this particular bread, we have to struggle with the meaning of it. We have to love it, resist it, eat it, drink it and be with it—in this moment. This struggle toward being fully present leads us to closer union with God in the whole cosmos. Rohr reveals to us that how we love anything is how we love everything. Eucharist is, above all, an invitation to love.”

Yes, above all an invitation to love. It is an invitation that begins with baptism and blossoms again and again on the Tree of Life, nourished and renewed, strengthened and purified, healed and matured by eating this particular piece of bread and drinking this cup of blessing, this Body and Blood of Christ. 

May the gracious Lord feed us, his people, now and always. Amen.

Sunday, June 5, 2022

Day of Pentecost - June 5, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Mr. Eric Anthony

Pentecost C - June 5, 2022



In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen. “If you love me, you will keep my commandments. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate, to be with you for ever. This is the Spirit of truth… You know him, because he abides with you, and he will be in you” (John 14:15-16). This morning I want to consider the role of the Holy Spirit in the body of Christ, first at Pentecost, then in the history and present practice of the church, and finally as our hope for what the church ought to be and can be. On Pentecost day, the disciples are “filled with the Holy Spirit and begin to speak in other languages, as the Spirit gives them ability” (2:4). With this ability they proclaim what Luke calls “God’s deeds of power” to a crowd of Jewish immigrants. Now, these would likely have spoken Greek, so what is the point of this new ability? Language is the uniquely human gift. It helps form the basis of our reality as individuals and as social groups, and shapes the core of our being, the deepest part of ourselves. The miracle of Pentecost, then, is larger than the instantaneous possession of a new skill. It is the miracle of intimate communion with the Holy Spirit, which brings the gospel of peace to those who were once far off, allowing them to accept that gospel and put on Christ. On Pentecost, the body of Christ is (re-)animated as three thousand join together in the Spirit. And in this event, Jesus’s promise of greater works is fulfilled. And from then on, the church continued in these glorious works, always acting in accord with God’s will and establishing God’s kingdom of peace on earth. Well, not exactly. Pentecost is a good time to consider what the body of Christ, the church, has in fact done in its two thousand year history. What followed this wonderful beginning? The church has indeed worked wonders and miracles, and brought healing and peace to millions over its two thousand year existence after Pentecost. But that’s not the full story, not the full truth; and we need to reckon with the full truth. In addition to all the good the church has done, it has also allowed great evil to continue, and itself perpetrated great evil in our world: patriarchy, imperialism, war, persecution of minorities of all kinds, environmental degradation, and so, so much more. We know the church still commits these and other sins today, even if we do not often acknowledge them - or only acknowledge that other Christians do them. The very people who ought to have acted the best have acted the worst. The people who ought to have loved most have hated most. We must lament. We must confess our sins to God and repent of them. And we must acknowledge that we also have been wounded by the sins of the church and the world. We must admit that the situation is overwhelming and the redemption of the church - the healing of Christ’s body - often seems impossible. Only by making this confession, only by repentance and honest longing for the kingdom, will the Spirit of truth, the Spirit of peace, abide in us. Now, we do have another option. We could rely on peace of the world that Jesus warns against, the peace that is willful ignorance of the reality around us. It’s a very tempting option for those of us who live comfortably, who do not have our rights violated or our lives destroyed, and who have plausible deniability when we claim we don’t see others - especially our brothers and sisters in Christ - doing the violating and destroying. Of course, to take this path is to lose all, which is why our Lord reacts so strongly when Peter beings to rebuke him for predicting his own death: “He turned and said to Peter, ‘Get behind me, Satan! You are a stumbling-block to me; for you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.’ Then Jesus told his disciples, ‘If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake will find it” (Matt 16:22-25). The peace of Christ comes to us when we lose our lives for his sake. So how do we do this? Through faith, hope, and love. But only when these are real, only when we use them to lay down our lives. Theologian John Caputo expresses it well: “When is faith really faith? Not when it is looking more and more like we are right, but when the situation is beginning to look impossible, in the darkest night of the soul… So, too, hope is hope not when we have every reason to expect a favorable outcome… but when it is beginning to look hopeless, when we are called on to ‘hope against hope,’ as St. Paul says (Rom. 4:18)… This is above all true of love, where loving those who are lovable or those who love you makes perfect sense. But when is love really love? When does love burn white hot? When we love those who are not lovable or who do not love us - in short, when we love our enemies. In other words, we are really on the way of faith and hope and love when the way is blocked; we are really under way when the way seems impossible, where this ‘impossible’ makes the way possible.” Too often we give up on the impossible and seek easier ways out. We try to save our life. We give into the spirit of slavery and fall back into fear. And in fear the fight, flight, or freeze mechanism kicks. We try to control others, forsaking the nonviolence of Christ, despairing of the power of the Spirit to work through our speech and gentle actions, trying to make things happen on our own. This is how you get the crusades. This is how you get coverups of abuse. Or we flee, leaving the desolate areas, the poor and the needy, those without hope in the world, lest we become like them. We despair of changing the situation and do not want to feel like we have failed. This is how you get the suburbs and a middle class, comfortable, cultural Christianity completely lacking a prophetic voice. Or finally, we freeze, cementing the old ways of doing things, the old theologies, the old sins. We lack hope and believe the most we can do is secure what we have and ride out the storm. This is how you get an aging church with little to say to the younger generations, loudly complaining about loosening morals without seeing the liberation of those finally casting off their chains after millennia of oppression. Let us roll out the same scroll today that Jesus opened in Nazareth and hear prophet of hope speak to us: “I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert… to give drink to my chosen people, the people whom I formed for myself so that they might declare my praise” (Isa 43:19-21). The message of Pentecost is clear: We must heed the word of the Spirit that brings us into intimate contact with God’s deeds of power and their author, Jesus. This we do by faith in the gospel message and in the continuing presence of God in the church today, whatever our past and present unfaithfulness. For “the one who calls us is faithful, and he will [sanctify us].” We must prophesy in the Spirit, giving voice to dreams and visions of what the church and the world might be like. This prophecy will include lament and mourning, but through these find joy. This we do by hope in the coming of the kingdom of God. And we must do the works Jesus did, works of healing and mercy, works of forgiveness and compassion, and even greater works than these. This we do by love, laying down our very lives for one another, and especially for our enemies. We will not do this perfectly, for it is impossible. But we worship a God of the impossible, the same God who raised Jesus from the dead. We have the Spirit, who “helps us in our weakness,” who “intercedes* with sighs too deep for words.” And let us always remember that “whenever we are weak, then we are strong.” Amen.