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Sunday, January 26, 2025

The Third Sunday after the Epiphany C, January 26, 2025

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Francis Beckham
The Third Sunday after the Epiphany, January 26, 2025

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May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pleasing to you, O God, my sustainer and my comforter. Amen.

Today the Church is observing our third annual Religious Life Sunday, when those of us who are members of religious orders and other covenanted Christian communities speak up about the vowed and consecrated life among Episcopalians and Anglicans, sharing our stories and, just maybe, inspiring anyone who feels they may have a religious vocation to explore their potential calling in more depth. In fact, our own Brother Ephrem is at the Church of Saint Thomas in New York City this morning giving a Sunday Theology Talk on “The Order of the Holy Cross and the Reason for Monks.” It is no doubt riveting. In shining a spotlight on the religious life, we also hope to shed the unfortunate label of “best-kept secret in the Episcopal Church.” After all, the religious life is good for the Church, and good things are meant to be shared! (No one lights a lamp and places it under a bushel basket, et cetera.)

While the existence of sisters, friars, nuns, and monks still comes as news to many in the Anglican Communion, we actually aren’t new at all. Heeding Jesus’ words in today’s Gospel reading, Anglican religious communities have been laboring in earnest since the early nineteenth century to “bring good news to the poor … proclaim release to the captives and recovery [to the afflicted] … [and help] the oppressed go free.” All the way back in 1848, the Community of Saint Mary the Virgin was founded in England and, among its countless ministries, ran schools and mission homes for the young, the poor, and the elderly. When the Order of the Holy Cross was established on the Lower East Side of Manhattan in 1884 – with a significant amount of support and influence from the then-already decades-old Community of Saint John Baptist – direct services to immigrants and the poor were among our top priorities. There are many other orders, as well as numerous communities of dispersed people living lives committed to prayer, service, and Gospel-witness within the Church.

As religious, we work to make our presence seen and felt within the Episcopal Church, as well as in the larger society. The vows we take – usually Poverty, Chastity, and Obedience, though in our Benedictine case they are Obedience, Stability, and Conversion of Life – are not meant to separate us from the wider Body of Christ, but rather to bind us more closely through our common baptismal covenant – that is, they help us to live more deeply, authentically, and prophetically into the Way of Jesus, just as many of our siblings in faith do through marriage, ordained ministry, or fidelity to their families, friends, and communities. And, though recognized by, and affiliated with, the Church through our bishop visitors, we live out our vowed lives independently of ecclesial institutional structures. We are governed by our own rules of life, constitutions, and customals rather than diocesan authorities or church committees.

That last bit is important. Long experience has shown that when a person is seeking to grow more deeply into who they were created to be, the quest – regardless of how or where it begins – must ultimately become a search for truth. Truth, like spring water, wells up from a source, and it is only at that source that we can hope to find it. In time, and often through much trial and suffering, we come to learn that the Source of all Truth is God Alone. While the Truth of God surely flows forth in an infinite number of streams, the Ultimate Source is always and forever God, who can only be encountered in the deepest parts of ourselves, the Still Small Voice. Institutions like the Church can certainly help point us there, but only the heart’s desire, yearning to be reunited with its Creator, can finally lead us into the Living Waters of Truth. It's for this reason mystics and seekers have always fled the establishments of their times and places to find God within themselves, including Saint Benedict and Saint Francis, as well as our monastic forebears in the deserts of Egypt and Syria like Saints Anthony and Pachomius. And it’s a good thing they did, because each of these holy women and men helped the institutional Church reclaim parts of the Truth in their own prophetic and divinely inspired ways. Following their examples – and those of countless others – religious communities continue operating from the periphery to be better positioned to spot – and help address – those places in the Church and in society that might be in need of a little (or even a lot) of nudging back toward the right track.

This, of course, is not always easy, because as we all know, if there’s one thing an errant institution dislikes, it’s being told the truth about itself. As a former coworker in a corporate communications setting once told me, “You don’t talk to the Big Brick Building, the Big Brick Building talks to you.” We see something like this play out in our Gospel reading from Luke. The passage we just heard happens to be the very beginning of Jesus’ ministry in Galilee. The verses immediately preceding it describe Jesus’ temptation, or testing, in the desert. (Or, if I may take a monastic liberty, his novitiate.) Now filled with the Holy Spirit and fortified by his time of formation, Jesus is ready to commence his ministry of proclaiming the Reign of God. He makes his way to Nazareth, stands up in front of his own hometown congregation and reads aloud God’s preferential option for the poor and oppressed in the scroll of the Prophet Isaiah, before boldly proclaiming, “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.” In the passage that follows today’s reading, the crowd initially speaks well of him and are “amazed at the gracious words that came from his mouth,” but things deteriorate quickly as they realize Jesus isn’t just speaking prophetically; he’s speaking prophetically to them, and within seven short verses, they’re “filled with rage,” rising up, driving him out of town, and attempting to hurl him headlong off a cliff.

Speaking the Truth, it would seem, can be a risky business.

The simple act of calling his own people back to their professed faith, to urge them not to neglect their obligation to the neediest and most vulnerable in their midst, was enough to almost get Jesus killed right then and there. We could almost chalk this scene up to hyperbole for the sake of making a point, if it weren’t for the fact that, even today, we are still witnessing the powerful becoming “filled with rage” at those pleading for mercy toward the poor, the oppressed, and – we may add – to the scared. Tragically, it’s really no stretch at all to imagine such a bishop – I mean, prophet – being run out of town or worse by those whose egos have been rendered too fragile by a lifelong rejection of grace, and whose humanity is seemingly too clouded by idolatrous lust for power, money, and flattery to recognize the gift being offered them by those courageous – and caring – enough to speak the Truth of the Love of God to them. For such poor souls, we must never cease praying, and we must never lose hope in the possibility of the Holy Spirit stirring their hearts to conversion and compassion. In God all things are possible. To quote Saint Francis, “I have been all things unholy. If God can work through me, He can work through anyone.”

Those of us in the religious life must always remember that, as members of our own institutions, complete with power structures and internal politics, we are not immune from the danger of losing the Truth of our vocations – that is, Jesus – to ‘establishment creep’. For that, we must rely first and foremost on cultivating and nurturing our personal prayer lives. We also listen to those whom we serve and partner in ministry with to help hold us accountable when we grow a bit too inward-looking or self-serving, as can easily happen. After all, as Saint Paul reminds each of us in our second reading, our life in Christ isn’t about us; we must have a constant desire to honor the one Body into which we have all been baptized by caring for, lifting up, empowering, affirming, and – most of all – loving each and every person.

We must especially favor and protect those members of our Body who are most vulnerable, including immigrants, refugees, and those demonized and targeted simply because of who they identify themselves to be, or because of who they are moved by God to love. “If one member suffers,” Paul tells us, “all suffer together with it; if one member is honored, all rejoice together with it.” That means no voice must ever be silenced, especially when those from outside of our usual associations speak a Truth that may not be convenient or comfortable for us to hear. In fact, especially when it’s something we don’t want to hear. To reject the Truth is to reject the One from whom Truth springs – and God always prefers speaking Truth through those who are the least visible and the least valued in eyes of the world. Saint Benedict, aware of the dangers posed to monastics by insular thinking, advises that if a visiting monk “censures or points out anything reasonably and with the humility of charity, let the Abbot consider prudently whether perhaps it was for that very purpose that the Lord sent him” (RB 61).

The Love of God is the only source of Truth. And the Truth of God is Love. To hear and believe God’s Truth is to know God. Jesus shows us that Truth enters our world through those outside of institutional structures of power – through the weak, the vulnerable, the oppressed, the maligned, and the humble. This has always been God’s preferred way of giving us Truth. On this Religious Life Sunday, I pray that all of us – regardless of how God has inspired us to live into our shared baptismal covenant – will have the grace, strength, and courage to discern and witness God’s Truth to the powers of this world. Our baptism in Christ demands that we must always speak with love, sometimes gently and sometimes boldly, but we can never, ever, be silent when the cry for mercy is heard. To be silent is to deprive the world of the Truth of the Love of God in Christ Jesus that it so desperately needs. And we can be saved in no other way.

May peace and all that is good be with us and all those whom we love, and may God’s everlasting Love and mercy be poured upon our Church, our nation, and our world. Amen.


Sunday, January 21, 2024

Epiphany 3 B - January 21, 2024

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Bernard Delcourt
The Third Sunday after the Epiphany, January 21, 2024

 

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

*****

Today, I will focus on verse 15 of this gospel passage:

and [Jesus says], ‘The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news.’

*****

Before we get to this first reported statement of Jesus in
the gospel according to Mark, a few things have recently
happened.

Before today’s passage, Jesus had been baptized by John.

Jesus had gone into the wilderness for forty days. In telegraphic style Mark lets us know it was, at times, a
rocky retreat.

Then John was arrested. It was best for preachers in the John the Baptist movement to leave Judea for a while. Jesus decides to strike out on his own and returns to his native Galilee to proclaim the good news, the gospel, of God.

*****

In the five verses following verse 15, Jesus will call two pairs of brothers as his first disciples. This shows the Jesus movement cannot rely on Jesus alone. Jesus knows he will need helping friends to pursue his ministry. Maybe he even already knows he’ll need these disciples to continue his reform movement after he is no longer there in person to lead it.

Christianity is a team sport. You need to practice together; practice, practice, practice. And it’s no use playing it solo. Jesus himself makes that immediately clear. He assembles followers and starts teaching them. To this day, He and his disciples are still teaching the good news.

*****

Now back to verse 15.
‘The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news.’

The Greek text of verse 15 uses the word Kairos for “time.” The Greek language had two words for time:
“chronos” and “kairos.”

Chronos is more like what we think of time nowadays. It is a chronological sequential time; a quantitative thing we can scientifically measure.

Kairos, on the other hand, is a good and proper time for action. It is a perfect, delicate, crucial moment (or is it an era). It is a time when conditions are right for the accomplishment of a crucial action or decision. It is a qualitative thing we can perceive but not measure.

Some like to call Kairos “God’s time.” It is the right time for the accomplishment of the kingdom of God. As such, it is a time that marries the present instant and the full sweep of eternity; the already and the not yet. God is always present to all of it; the present moment and all of eternity, and beyond.

“Kairos is fulfilled” says Jesus. God’s time is now; in this instant that your heart is beating and your breath sustains you. And God’s time is forever; and you are part of that forever.

*****

The other term I’d like to look at is “the kingdom of God.” I am told that metaphor occurs 66 times in the New Testament; 98 times if you include the Matthean equivalent “the kingdom of heaven.” The expression “the kingdom of Yawheh” only occurs twice in the Hebrew Scriptures.

It clearly was a powerful new metaphor for the early Jesus movement. In the times of Jesus’ it would have contrasted with the Herodian dynasty. They were Roman puppet kings who tried to please both their Roman overlords and the Jewish populace at the same time.

Jesus’ Kingdom of God does not rely on monumental displays of wealth and power like the Herodians and the Romans did. It relies on the beloved community of the people of God turning to God and trusting in God’s ultimate redemption of creation. “Repent, and believe in the good news.” says Jesus.

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So the fulfillment of God’s desire for creation is now. God is with us (Emmanuel) here and now. God is calling forth our engagement into the present and eternal breaking in of God’s kingdom. But the moment we can seize to take action is the present moment. Don’t tarry. Don’t delay. We mortals don’t have eternity on this side of death.

We can’t sit back and be spectators. We are part of the team, remember? Practice, practice, practice. And you can’t play it solo. And God is with you every step of the way.

This playing along with God requires that we turn our hearts and minds towards God and that we believe in God’s magnanimous, benevolent and transforming love for all of creation.

Jesus is not calling us to new tasks (although there will be those too), but Jesus is calling us to a new identity. And it is a costly identity. We are to be followers of Jesus. We are to be disciples. As you know, this is not always easy. Suffering will be part of the journey and that does not exclude ineffable joy.

This identity of disciple requires a dogged loyalty. If you falter, you can repent, you can turn back to it. This disciple identity demands a trust that, what will be broken in acquiring it, was not worth keeping whole. Discipleship doesn’t come cheap. But rejecting our true identity as a follower of Jesus is the costliest loss of all.

Pray that you will not mistake the sirens’ song for the voice of your destiny. Listen for God. Feel your yearning for participating in God’s kingdom. And, when he calls you, hear yourself saying like Samuel: “Speak, for your servant is listening.” (1 Samuel 3:10)

May you lean into the embrace of the living, loving God. ‘The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news.’

Amen.

Monday, January 23, 2023

Epiphany 3 A - January 22, 2023

St Mary the Virgin, New York, NY

Br. Robert Sevensky, OHC

Epiphany 3 A - Sunday, January 22, 2023


For some years now I have served on the Commission on Ministry of the Diocese of New York. I've also, throughout my 36 years as a member of the Order of the Holy Cross, worked with hundreds of people as vocations director or spiritual director. We get used to hearing about calls: calls to ordained ministry, calls to monastic or religious life, calls to a certain career path or to one or another personal or family relationship. And all of this is usually framed with questions: Is this what God is calling me to do or be, and how do I know? Will this make me happy or fulfilled? Will this bring my life meaning? Am I equipped to do this? And the bonus question: is this what I truly desire?
Most people, especially when considering a professional religious vocation, if you will, develop a ‘call narrative,’ a kind of two-minute elevator speech where they sum up what has happened to them in their life that has led them to this point of considering such a life choice.

While this is a helpful tool in the process of discernment, the process of figuring out where to go in our lives no matter where we are in the life cycle, I've grown a bit suspicious about call narratives. They generally leave out as much, or more, than they express. Yes, there is often a catalyzing experience that we can point to, often in retrospect, which seems to capture a powerful moment or experience in
our life, and which shapes our sense of being chosen for or directed to one way or another path. And sometimes that catalyzing experience is quite dramatic and transformative, so much so that we can date it to an exact place and time. I believe we've all had such experiences to a greater or lesser extent. But for most of us, most of the time, the experience of call and of our response to a call is slow and
complex and uncertain… which is to say risky. And this applies both to calls in the narrow sense, such as that to ordained ministry or the religious life, as well as in the broader sense of life choices in general, all those decisions and options we face about careers, commitments, where we live, how we spend our time and energy and resources, how we engage with our own selves and with others and our
community and indeed with the world. Each of these kinds of choices—which are regular elements in all lives—have an element of a call in them: we are asked to respond to an invitation to a new and to what we hope is a larger life.

Some calls may prove to be temporary, whether we know it or not at the time. Other calls are lifelong. And there are always calls within calls as we grow and mature and commit and recommit to our vocational choices. We often say in the monastery: “The reason I came and the reason I stay are not the same,” though I do hope they are related. The same is true at many levels.

It's impossible to capture this complex process in a two-minute call story, though we often try. Guests frequently ask me about why I entered the monastery, so over the years I've developed my own little call narrative which usually begins with me at about age eleven seeing the Sound of Music and hearing those nuns chanting what I now know to be tone two ending one and sensing at some deep place in my heart that I want to do that, that I almost had to, that I was destined to. Of course so much more was going on than I knew at the time and that I still don’t know even now sixty years later.

Today's gospel passage, the story of the call Peter and Andrew and James and John is perhaps the archetypal Christian call story. But it offers us just the barest outline of what must have been an amazingly nuanced and multilayered event. Jesus is the actor here. The disciples say nothing. Jesus calls them to follow him, and they respond by leaving their nets, leaving their families and livelihoods. But to go where? Nothing is said about the context. What do these fishermen know about this man? Have they heard talk, rumors, gossip about Jesus? Do they even recognize that this is Jesus? What does he want of them? Where does he want them to go? For how long? For what purpose? They don't know. 

And truthfully, most of the time, neither do we when we're confronted by a decision, a choice, an invitation, a call. We can of course weigh all the evidence. We can evaluate skills and interests and compare possible gains against uncertain losses. We might consider our social and educational backgrounds, our needs, and preferences and commitments. We might explore the Myers-Briggs inventory or the Enneagram and take the MMPI (Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory). All of these may be helpful and sometimes even required. But like the disciples in today's gospel, we never know fully. We never have all the information. And the future will always remain, to some degree, uncertain. There is always, always a risk, a stepping out in faith in any real response.

Over the years I have met people who have labored under a theology of call or of vocation which went something like this: from eternity God has ordained a certain path for me, and my job is to figure out what that path is and then to follow it. Further, all my happiness, all my holiness depends on my finding that path, that unique way, that vocational choice without which my soul’s welfare is imperiled and my salvation is jeopardized. This is a very hard and a very dangerous theology, but not an altogether uncommon one. It offers a vision of God which is, to say the least, harsh and perhaps even cruel. Yes, vocational discernment and life choices can be difficult, even agonizing. But there are ways forward, including theological ones.

When I was first working with inquirers considering monastic life, I came across a book by Trappist monk Basil Pennington titled simply “Called.” In it, Pennington stresses the bounty and generosity of God in vocational discernment as well as in much other choosing. He counsels that instead of thinking of vocation as some kind of divine mystery that needs to be cracked, it is more helpful to think of God as inviting us, say, to a smorgasbord. God leads us to the table of our life and says something like: “I know you pretty well. I think you'll like that chopped liver.” If you're smart, if you're wise, you'll try the chopped liver. But it's also OK to say, “Thank you. I think I'll skip the liver, but those deviled eggs look really good. I'll try those.” And God will rejoice. God will work with you in the choice you have made to lead to the best possible outcome. The only way we can totally fail or totally reject God's call, and by extension our vocation, is to refuse to eat at the table at all, to say in one way or another: “I don't like your smorgasbord. I’m out of here.” Beyond that, though, there is a wide freedom and generosity and joy in God's call to us.

Today is Religious Life Sunday. And certainly St. Mary's has had a long history with vowed religious working here alongside you for well over a century. We celebrate that today. Today is also the Sunday within the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity when we once again recommit ourselves to work for the full visible unity of Christ’s Church at a time when it seems either less important or less possible than ever, especially as the institutional church seems to fade into relative obscurity. But these two observances are related in some important ways.

Religious life, particularly monastic life, traces its roots to and makes witness to a history that predates the division between Protestant and Catholic, which even predates the split between Eastern and Western Christianity. In fact, monastic life and its practices has been a point of meeting and dialogue not just between Christians but between many other spiritual paths and practices, especially Buddhist, Hindu and Sufi traditions. This gives me hope and helps me to understand the place of our monastic witness as a bridge toward unity and maybe even sanity. Unity at whatever level will happen in God's time to be sure, and it will happen the more faithfully and transparently we each of us lives out our calling, our vocation, our life choices and commitments. Unity, Christian unity and wider unity, will happen in God's time when we embrace the compassionate heart which is at the center of the religious quest. Unity between peoples and races and classes and tribes and nations will happen when we allow our vocation, whatever it may be, with its tough choices and struggles and sorrows and failures along with its joys shine in the world as we share openly the human struggle. It is there that God is to be found, and not elsewhere. And it is there that God’s church serves and celebrates until the Lord takes her home.

Monasteries and religious houses and large urban churches such as St. Mary’s have always been places where the ‘nones’ (that is those who have no formal religious formation or affiliation) and the ‘dones’ (those who have simply had it with institutional religion) and seekers of all stripes can find a resting place, a temporary refuge, and perhaps even an abiding home. That is our vocation. That is our call.

Welcome to the smorgasbord. And don't be afraid to try the chopped liver.

Amen.

Sunday, January 22, 2023

Epiphany 3 A - January 22, 2023

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Bernard Delcourt, OHC

Epiphany 3 A - Sunday, January 22, 2023


 
In the name of God the Lover, the Beloved and the Love ever flowing. Amen.
At the Last Supper, Jesus prayed "that they all may be one."  (cf. John 17:21)

From January 18 to January 25, Christian churches around the world observe the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. That we all may be One.

The Church Unity Octave, a forerunner of the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity, was developed by Father Paul Wattson, a Franciscan Friar of the Atonement, at Graymoor in Garrison, 35 miles South of here on the other side of the river. 

It was first observed at Graymoor, in 1908. It is now observed worldwide.

Today’s epistle is right on point.

*****

In this morning’s passage of Paul’s first epistle to the Corinthians, he enjoins his brothers and sisters in the Jesus movement to unity. Christian unity is important at the local level and at the universal level. But unity is challenged at both levels.

Paul starts at the local level. Which is where our behaviors have the most impact. He warns against cliques and factions. Cliques and factions are contentious self-seeking groups within a larger community. 

In the church at Corinth, Paul is concerned by sub-groups that have formed in identification and allegiance to whomever has baptized them. This seems to be happening regardless of whether those baptizers even know about or approve of those cliques.

And in claiming this allegiance to their respective baptizers, the cliques disagree with and oppose one another. They introduce incoherence and confusion in the larger community. They do not embody love of their neighbor as Jesus asks them to.

As Paul suggests, one may even claim allegiance to Jesus to attempt to justify one’s clique. One can say “I belong to Christ” and be self-seeking and contentious in doing it. That doesn’t cut it with Paul.

Jesus said “I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another.” (John 13:34)

So the alternative to self-seeking, contentious behavior is to love God and neighbor as oneself. It helps to remember that I and the person I may be in contention with are both in God and beloved of God.

*****

This call to unity also serves at the level of the whole Body of Christ, the whole church, the whole world.

A man drew a diagram of the Christian Church in this way: He drew it as a circle with several radii converging on the center which he called “Christ.” On the different radii, he wrote the names of the different denominations of Christians. Underneath he wrote the words, “The nearer to the center, Christ, the nearer to each other.”

*****

What can keep us from a unity centered on Jesus, the Christ?

In Christ, divisions between church bodies, races, backgrounds, educational levels, incomes, political affiliation, break down. We should help, not hinder, that breakdown.

In Christ there is no north or south, no east or west. In Christ there is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female. We are all one as we are one in the Lord. So let us act “as if” until we really believe it.

*****

One of the root problems of our culture today is that we have politicized everything. I am right. Therefore you are wrong. And my side needs to win at all costs. And I only listen to the ones who think and talk like me, lest I should walk in your shoes for a couple of miles.

We are called to be one with Christ and with each other. To be closer to the LORD means that we will draw nearer to each other; to draw closer to our fellow believers means that we have come nearer to the LORD.

The unity of God’s people is God-pleasing in itself. Remember how Jesus prayed in John’s Gospel that his followers would be one with each other just as he and the Father were one.

Jesus said “that they may all be one. As you, Father, are in me and I am in you, may they also be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me.” (John 17:21)

*****

Christian unity is for the sake of the whole world. Human unity - including Christianity but going well beyond that to all Creation - is for the sake of the world. 

How we bring about peace, justice and love for all - the Kingdom of God - hinges on our ability to seek common purpose among Christians, but also among all humans.

Jesus helps us with that. We need to keep praying for God’s peace, justice and love to prevail everywhere, not just among Christians. And we need to act in accordance with our prayers.

*****

When Paul talks about having one mind, he is speaking of unity not uniformity. This unity enriches diversity - a real rainbow of peoples, ideas, cultures, goals.

But Jesus-centered unity does not reside in our best thought, our best behavior, or our pedigreed background. Our unity is in Jesus Christ. Do we learn from Him; do we follow Him; do we love Him?

As we accept each other, speak well of each other, interpret the actions of each other in the kindest way, as we love each other, we come closer to Christ. 

As we learn and study and worship and pray together, we come closer to the cross of Christ and to each other. 

*****

Beloved Jesus, the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing. But to us who follow you, it is the power of God. As you were raised up on the cross, you lovingly embraced us all with no exception. Give us to embrace all of your beloved Creation as our Sister, as our Brother, without exceptions.

Amen.

Sunday, January 23, 2022

Epiphany 3 C - January 23, 2022

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Robert Leo Sevensky, OHC

Epiphany 3 C - Sunday, January 23, 2022


“Remember, Lord, your one holy Catholic and Apostolic Church, redeemed by the blood of your Christ.  Reveal its unity, guard its faith, and preserve it in peace.”  [1]  Amen.

We find ourselves once again in the midst of the annual Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. And the biblical readings we have heard this week have given us much to think about. We have heard Jesus’ prayer offered on the night before he died, as recorded in John's gospel, wherein he pleads with the Father that all may be one, both his followers and disciples and by extension, all the human family, perhaps even all creation. We have heard the reading from the Letter to the Ephesians which tells us that: “…there is one body and one Spirit, one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all who is above all, and through all, and in all.” And in our second reading this morning we hear St. Paul talking to that contentious and divided Corinthian church: “… in the one Spirit we were all baptized into one body—Jews or Greeks, slaves or free—and we were all made to drink of one Spirit.”

There is an interesting connection between the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity and the Order of the Holy Cross. As many of you know, the week of prayer was begun in 1908 by Father Paul Watson, an Episcopal priest from nearby Kingston NY who founded the Franciscan Society of the Atonement and who spent a training year with Holy Cross when we were still located in Westminster, Maryland.  Fr. Paul was a staunch Anglo-papalist and he campaigned vigorously for the incorporation of the Episcopal and Anglican Churches and the entire Christian world into the Roman Catholic Church under the sovereignty of the Bishop of Rome. The early decades of this week-long observance, known then as the Chair of Unity Octave, was totally directed to this end.  And as you might imagine, such an observance was not enthusiastically received in non-Roman Catholic circles. It was only much later, in the 1930s and 1940s and under the influence of a remarkable French Catholic priest, Paul Couturier, that the week of prayer began to take shape as we know it today, that is as an invitation to pray for unity as Christ wishes in the way Christ wishes and at the time Christ wishes.

I remember the excitement of the 1960s when the ecumenical movement, spurred on by the Second Vatican Council, seemed to take off with enthusiasm, optimism, and a big dose of naivete.  I remember going to ecumenical prayer services which were often rather bland events, focused on the least common denominator and carefully avoiding anything that might give offense to those who were different from us, whoever “us” was. But it did offer an opportunity to visit other churches and meet people of varied spiritual backgrounds and practices at a time when that was still somewhat rare. But times have changed. 

I have been working lately in our library here at the monastery with Brother Bernard and Brother John as we weed out our collection to make it more useful and contemporary. This past week I've been weeding into the 260s—that’s Dewey Decimal—where I've come across a century or more of writings and reflections on the nature of the church and the possibility of unity. There are tomes on doctrine and beliefs of course, which remain central. There are books on liturgical worship and sacramental practice. And there are many volumes concerning church order and polity: on the nature of the ministry and the role of the episcopate; books on the historical role of bishops and the idea of Apostolic Succession and whether the episcopacy is necessary for the very existence of the church or perhaps only for its full being (its plene esse as they say in Latin), or maybe just for its wellbeing or finally perhaps just an historic accident.  There are endless volumes on the debate over the validity of Anglican priestly orders shaped largely by Pope Leo XIII’s 1896 declaration that they are “absolutely null and utterly void.” There are books about the nature of authority and governance in the church, including the role of the Bishop of Rome and the so-called Petrine ministry or function. And then there are volumes of schemes of unity or institutional merger, most of which never happened.

And truthfully, I was wearied by it all. What once had been exciting to me and provocative or at least intriguing now seemed dry and empty and fruitless. I know, of course, that's not the whole story. I know there have been real advances in church relationships and mutual understanding and cooperation among Christians. I know that historical investigation and scholarly argument are vital and that issues such as intercommunion and shared ministry and some agreement on basic Christian doctrine is not unimportant. And as dry as they are, I recognize and have even read some of the agreed statements produced by various doctrinal commissions that attempt to advance theological understanding or heal centuries of misunderstanding that have marked the Christian experience. A case in point, for example, is the quite extraordinary Lutheran/Roman Catholic agreed statement on justification or the Roman Catholic/Anglican statement on Mary. 

Still, I was wearied. There's something wrong, something lacking in this approach. Something more or other is needed. What might that be? Two things come to mind. 

The first is a post by the Reverend Bosco Peters, an Anglican priest from New Zealand. He publishes regularly on his website called Liturgy and he can be quite entertaining and informative. A few years ago, he posted an entry titled “Week of Prayer for Christian Diversity. [2]  Noting that Christians cannot even agree on when to pray for unity, since the observance of this event in the Southern Hemisphere usually takes place in the Easter season, he says such a Week of Prayer for Christian Diversity would celebrate difference. It would be a week about being more honest and more realistic, accepting diversity as the only way forward.  And he reminds us that the best bit about a Week of Prayer for Christian Diversity is that you don't have to have all your ideas consistently worked out: “This week is about lovingly accepting disagreement with others. It is also about lovingly accepting disagreement within yourself.” He takes as his patron Saint Thomas Aquinas who stopped writing his monumental work Summa Theologiae almost in mid-sentence, stating famously: “Everything that I have written seems like straw to me compared to those things that I have seen and have been revealed to me."  

What can we learn from each other, especially from those who differ from us in ways small and large? What gift, what tradition, what virtue or value or insight have others preserved for the sake of the world, even if, in our opinion, they get much else wrong?  What has been revealed to them or to us that we need to treasure, just as Thomas Aquinas did his own mystic vision?

Father Peters speaks of orthodoxy and reminds us that it means something closer to “right prayer” rather than right belief.  It is, as he puts it, about shared spiritual disciplines and common prayer and not about: “…making windows into people’s souls and minds to check, by the belief police, whether my list of dozens of literally-taken beliefs match up identically to your list.” It is precisely these shared spiritual disciplines and common prayer that provide an undergirding unity to our diversity.  And: “It is in praying together for the diversity that our unity is already being found.”

I've come to believe that unity, real unity, Christian unity is not primarily about institutional structures, as necessary as they are.  Nor is it about uniformity, nor absorption, nor merging, nor anything else like this.  It is rather about God's work, a work so wonderfully summed up in that phrase from the Eucharist Prayer that I opened with: Reveal its unity. I believe that we are more united than we know. Our risk and our role is to pray and to love. To pray that God reveal the unity of the church and of all creation, a unity that is already there beyond division and distinction. And to love both what is revealed and what remains mysterious. It is to put on the mind of Christ and to hold it in deep humility. And to trust that God will be all in all even as we pray for and live into that promise.

I conclude with another prayer from the Book of Common Prayer that says it better than I can:
O God the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, our only Savior, the Prince of Peace: Give us grace seriously to lay to heart the great dangers we are in by our unhappy divisions; take away all hatred and prejudice, and whatever else may hinder us from godly union and concord; that, as there is but one Body
and one Spirit, one hope of our calling, one Lord, one Faith, one Baptism, one God and Father of us all, so we may be all of one heart and of one soul, united in one holy bond of truth and peace, of faith and charity, and may with one mind and one mouth glorify you; through Jesus Christ our Lord. [3]
Amen.

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[1] 1979 Book of Common Prayer, Eucharistic Prayer D

[2] https://liturgy.co.nz/week-prayer-christian-diversity (accessed January 22, 2022)

[3] 1979 Book of Common Prayer, p. 818

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Epiphany 3 B - January 24. 2021

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY

Br. Aidan Owen, OHC

Third Sunday after Epiphany  - Sunday, January 24, 2021



In the name of the One God, who is Lover, Beloved, and Love Overflowing. Amen. 

My earliest memory of God comes from the Good Friday liturgy at St. Thomas the Apostle, where I grew up. I was about eight. The sanctuary was cool and dark, the light filtered gently through the stained-glass windows. I heard a shuffle at the back, as the doors to the sanctuary opened to admit the altar party. Four men processed in, carrying a wooden crucifix. To my child’s eyes, that cross seemed enormous, more than life-sized. 

The cross and the body nailed to it were solid wood, a warm, rich brown. It must have been heavy, perhaps even heavier than a real human body. But the four men carrying it held it gently. There was something tender in their grasp. They walked with the cross to the front of the sanctuary, their eyes cast down. When they reached the step up to the dais where the altar stood, they slowly lowered the cross to the floor, the horizontal bar of the arms laid parallel to the step to support the weight of body and cross. 

I watched, rapt, while the other congregants made their way forward as we did for communion on Sundays. There were no ushers guiding them, but everyone seemed to know what to do. My heart beat more quickly in my chest. I could see that as the other parishioners made their way forward to the cross, they bent down and kissed or touched it. Some pressed their foreheads against Jesus’ forehead; some kissed his feet; some barely grazed the wood of his cross with their fingertips. 

Desire flushed my skin as fear tightened my stomach. I both wanted to touch Jesus’ carved and crucified body and was scared of what might happen when I did. 

My turn came to walk toward the cross. As I moved down the center aisle of the church, the velvet quiet of the room bore down on me, pushing me forward. I reached out and touched Jesus’ feet, surprised by the smoothness of the wood and also its hardness. I knelt down, the stone floor cold beneath my knees. For the briefest moment my lips brushed the hard smooth wood of Jesus’ feet. As I rose to return to my seat, I could still feel the sharp angularity of the nail against my lower lip. 

Kneeling on the pillowed kneeler at my seat, I closed my eyes, breathing hard, blood flushing my warm skin. I was aware, even then, that something fundamental about the world had changed. An intuition of the unity of pain and beauty, death and salvation had wedged its way into my heart like the nail in Jesus’ feet. It was as if some great force of love, something so much bigger than I and, at the same time so much closer than I could imagine, was gazing on me, saw me fully. I wanted to relax into that presence. I also wanted to flee. My body knew so many years before my mind caught up that God had got hold of me and wasn’t going to let me go. 

Over the years that memory faded into the background. Despite how vividly I recall it today, for years the memory of my first recognition that I was God’s and God was mine was like a haze in the background, more forgotten than remembered. Or, to use another metaphor, it was the mortar in the bricks of my life, unseen and unsung, but essential to the structure, holding everything up and giving it shape. 

When we focus on God’s call to us, it’s so easy to get caught up in the flash and bang of revelatory moments when suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, we know who and whose we are. Some stranger walking by the roadside calls out to us, and immediately we know that we must leave everything behind and follow. But these moments don’t arise in a vacuum. As clear as the dawning light may be, it was the night beforehand, peppered with stars of smaller and more elemental revelations that often pave the way for whatever grand epiphanies we may experience.  

And while many of us have those moments of radiant revelation, even they fade in the dailiness and, yes, the tedium of making a life with God. And, thank God that they do. 

Christian Wiman captures this experience when he writes that:
“What you must realize, what you must even come to praise, is the fact that there is no right way that is going to become apparent to you once and for all. The most blinding illumination that strikes and perhaps radically changes your life will become so attenuated and obscured by doubts and dailiness that you may one day come to suspect the truth of that moment at all. The calling that seemed so clear will be lost in echoes of questionings and indecision; the church that seemed to save you will fester with egos, complacencies, banalities; the deepest love of your life will work itself like a thorn in your heart until all you can think of is plucking it out. Wisdom is accepting the truth of this. Courage is persisting with life in spite of it. And faith is finding yourself, in the deepest part of your soul, in the very heart of who you are, moved to praise it.”
Falling in love is a moment of insanity, or so my novice master told us. It’s a necessary step in moving more deeply into relationship with God or with another person or the world, but it doesn’t last. And for that we should be grateful. The blinding revelation is important. It may give us the energy or motivation we need to say yes to life or no to death, or simply to get ourselves out the door and onto the road we know has been calling us. But it is not the end—it is merely the beginning.  

Like the culture that surrounds us, we Christians, too can become obsessed with the feeling of falling in love. While we may dress up this fixation with language of vocation and discernment, we sometimes fall into habits of constant vigilance in the search for what God is calling me to now. That’s not to say that God is not always at work within and around us, always bringing life from death in novel ways. But it is to say that at a certain point we have discerned our vocation. Full stop. And rather than continuing to discern, we need to get on with the often dull and unsexy work of living out that vocation. 

A life with God is, I’m sorry to tell you, rather an ordinary one, taken step by step, day by day, moment by moment. The revelations fade into the background. The burning ardor of those first moments of the relationship cool. And one day we finally have to confront the fact that God is not who we thought God was. And perhaps neither are we. Our choices and our best efforts have not saved us or made us good or holy or free. We are not perfect or perfectly consummated beings yet, and we may never be. 

As Wiman points out, the moment when we realize and then come to accept that there is no right way that will become apparent to us once and for all, there is no calling that will soothe every hurt in our life, there is no spiritual practice or vocation or relationship that will eradicate the humanness of it all—that moment is the real beginning. It’s not exciting enough to make the cover of Discernment Weekly. But it is this very ordinary and very human dailiness with God that makes a life. 

When I look back at the moments of contact with God that have sustained and formed me, they are mostly like that first memory—quiet, hidden, embodied, and sweet. That Good Friday is the first time I remember feeling the curious mixture of fear and desire that I have come to recognize as my body’s sign of proximity to the holy. It is, for me, one of the ways the knowledge of its origin soaks into my consciousness. And when the dailiness of it all does work itself into my heart like a thorn, it is the feel of the wood on my lips, or the warmth of my friend Tom’s eyes, or the lilt of Andrew’s Scottish accent, or Roy’s quiet solidity, or the gentle breeze through the meadow that steady my faltering step and remind me that, yes, I chose my life, even as God chose me, and yes, I choose to keep choosing it. That yes, it’s easy to fall in and out of the insanity of love again and again and hard to stay put in the boredom and the seeming sameness of it all, and that, yes, God is still here and so I choose to still be here, too. 

I trust that, in God’s time and in God’s way, I will become the person God has made me to be. Because, whatever else, God is good, and that is everything.

Sunday, January 26, 2020

The Third Sunday after Epiphany - January 26, 2020

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br. Robert Sevensky, OHC
The Third Sunday after Epiphany - January 26, 2020

Isaiah 9:1-4
1 Corinthians 1:10-18
Matthew 4:12-23

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From the Book of Common Prayer:
O God the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, our only Savior, the Prince of Peace: Give us grace seriously to lay to heart the great dangers we are in by our unhappy divisions; take away all hatred and prejudice, and whatever else may hinder us from godly union and concord; that...we may be all of one heart and of one soul, united in one holy bond of truth and peace, of faith and charity, and may with one mind and one mouth glorify you; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Yesterday we, along with many churches, concluded the annual observance of the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity.

There is an interesting history in the development of this observance which has an historical connection with our own Order. Fr. Paul Wattson, founder of the Atonement Friars, served an abbreviated (and alas, unhappy) novitiate at our OHC monastery in Westminster, Maryland in 1899, and it is he who is credited with creating and promoting this octave of prayer after his conversion to Roman Catholicism.

Over the years the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity seems to have diminished in stature, but the desire of our Lord that we all be one is still very real and continues to demand our attention. What does it mean to be one in faith and in church order? one in service, in ministry, and in witness? one in charity? There are many different takes on this. And we are called again and again to remember that we are already united in that one Lord in whom we have been baptized, despite our unhappy divisions and our perhaps not-so-unhappy varying outlooks and rich diversity.

Still we look around us and we see critical tensions, divisions or breakups within churches. We in the Episcopal Church and the wider Anglican Communion are no strangers to this, having lived with internal dissension and schism for some decades. We lately read of the United Methodist Church now breaking into two independent bodies. And we read with no little fascination of contrasting visions and power struggles within the Roman Catholic Church from the top on down. Indeed there is scarcely a church body that has not experienced some such disruption. And even within apparently monolithic households of faith there are open or hidden tensions and widening gaps regarding faith, doctrine, and practice, often circling around issues of the authority and interpretation of the Bible or other sacred texts or regarding particular teachings, traditions or persons. Likely flash points currently focus on issues of gender and sexuality, but it touches everything.

Today's reading from Paul's First Letter to the Church at Corinth therefore seems both a bit ironic in the light of our observance of the Week of Prayer for Unity and also timely. For the Church in Corinth, which Paul was so instrumental in founding and nurturing, was, within perhaps ten years of its establishment, a community rent by divisions, factions, and cliques all claiming allegiance to one or another leader and at odds with each other over issues of sex, marriage, the role of women, right doctrine, food, divergent worship styles, and the role of leadership and finances and power. It was a mess. And it could, with a few tweaks, have been written today.

In some ways, the state of the Church at Corinth was not unexpected. Unlike other churches Paul founded that were homogeneous, with most converts coming from similar religious and cultural backgrounds, the Church at Corinth was big and diverse. As a recent article puts it:
“...the Corinthian Church was crisscrossed by significant differences. It was composed of people who were from an utterly pagan background, who were half-Jewish pagans (that is, converted God worshipers), and who were Jews. There were many poor converts but also a number of high-status and wealthy figures, along with their households.... These diverse Corinthian converts brought into their Christian community all the hostility, suspicion, and misunderstanding that arose from these differences in race, class and gender.” (Douglas A. Campbell, The Christian Century, January 3, 2020)
Significantly, the article from which this quote is taken is titled: “Culture Wars at Corinth.”

And it's not all that different from the church of today. Truthfully, how many churches have you ever been a part of or attended where folks of many different cultures or colors or educational levels or wealth or status have worshiped and formed Christian community together? Nor is it different in our society. We hear so much about our own culture wars, about class conflict, about a deeply divided citizenry both at home and abroad. We have become aware of the ubiquitous and enduring negative effects of sexism, racism, class-ism, poverty and privilege as well as of the pain of those whose modest dreams of economic or social progress have been lost and who see their hope fading or gone.

At the same time we mourn the death of civil discourse in our public and private arenas, not to mention in social and other public media, where non-violent speech and patient

listening and reasoned conversation are absent or dismissed. We have become sensitive—some might argue hypersensitive—to any expression of thought that differs from our own. We have come near to the point that whoever differs from us either by appearance or conviction is, by that very fact, considered an enemy, an alien, an other. We are "other-izing" each other to death, both metaphorically and actually.

What does our Christian faith have to say about these unhappy divisions not just in our churches but in our country and in our world? Much, to be sure. And it is hard to know where to start. We could, of course, look to the Gospel teachings and example of Jesus who invites us, with his first disciples, to follow him. But it might be well to look at what St. Paul has to say to that messy church at Corinth, where we began and which crystallizes in a certain place and time this difficult contemporary dynamic.

There are two things, among many, that are worth emphasizing, and here I am indebted to the article I quoted from earlier by Douglas A. Campbell.

The first has to do with love. Michael Curry, our Presiding Bishop, never tires of telling us: “If it's not about love, it's not about God.” He is right. And I think St. Paul would agree. For it is later in this same anguished letter to the Corinthians that St. Paul offers us his great hymn to love. And this, according to St. Paul, is what love looks like: it is patient; it is kind; it is not envious or boastful or proud; it is not rude; it is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongs. It rejoices in the truth. It trusts. It hopes. It perseveres.

If we are to live lives of Christian integrity, indeed of human integrity, whether in church or in society, we need to begin here. We need to live into and act out of this stance. This is the key to appropriate relating in all life, as impractical and utopian and counter cultural as it sounds. These Corinthian Christians, no less than we American Christians, need to learn the practice of love. And brothers and sisters, it's hard work, especially when it forces us to see ourselves and our world in a clearer light and commits us to persevere in that walk of conversion, come what may. It is a habit, a practice, one that is both life long as well as life giving.

Secondly, we must expect this of our leaders as well, whether in church or government, from the highest national levels to the most local. Paul reminds the Corinthian church and its leaders that their model and ours is none other Jesus Christ crucified. It's the message of the cross. It's the self-emptying love and humility of the crucified Messiah who stoops down to us, becomes one with us, and thereby transforms and transfigures us and our world.

Pope Francis, speaking to church leaders and pastors, put it this way: “You must be shepherds who smell like your sheep”...because they are close to them and live among them and are not afraid to get their hands dirty. So, too, should all our leaders. And so, brothers and sisters, should we.

St. Paul was not naive. He knows this is a tough pill to swallow. He concludes this section of his letter with these sobering words: “... the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us are being saved it is the power of God.”

That is us—you and me—though we may shrink back, tempted to either run in the opposite direction or dawdle in indecision. Yet we are being saved by love and through love. And this way of life is none other than the power of God at work in the world through us. It is power to live well in a changing church, in changing society, and in a changing world. It is power to live and to risk loving because in truth we are rooted and grounded and enfolded in a Love deeper and wider and greater than we can ever imagine.

I need to remind myself of this regularly, even as I remind you: it is worth the risk. It is a gospel that saves. It is good news.

You can bet your life on it. Many of you already have.

Sunday, January 27, 2019

Epiphany 3 C - Sunday, January 27, 2019

Holy Cross MonasteryWest Park, NY
Br. Randy Greve, OHC
Epiphany 3 C - Sunday, January 27, 2019

Nehemiah 8:1-3, 5-6, 8-10
1 Corinthians 12:12-31a
Luke 4:14-21

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I have heard hundreds of sermons in my life, and preached by a rough counting about two hundred.  Some were short, and some not so short.  Some left me wanting more, others rejoicing that they were finally, mercifully, over (including one or two of my own).  A few have been life-changing, so memorable that phrases and images continue to live in my memory years, even decades later.  What made those few memorable was the unique meeting of a message and a messenger and a hearer that had conviction in proclamation and experience.  In some mysterious yet real way the Spirit was present in the preacher and in me to turn the words on a page into an event that was and continues to be alive.

The last sentence in the Gospel reading this morning is, in terms of length, possibly the shortest sermon in the world.  Only nine words, but nine words that changed the direction of Israel’s hope, declared salvation present, and initiated the movement of forgiveness, love, and mercy that is the reason for our celebration of the resurrection this morning.  Not bad for a nine-word sermon.  And these are nine words the listeners to Jesus were least expecting.  The synagogue community was used to the routine, repeated every sabbath.  Messiah will come – some day.  We will know and receive the liberation from our oppressor – some day.  The injustices and inequalities of the society will be addressed and rectified – some day.  In the meantime, we wait and long.  They had been waiting and longing for a long time, for centuries.  So long, that their expectation had grown cool, their belief that God would come faded into a resigned acceptance of the status quo.  Perhaps some had come to believe that Israel would be occupied – oppressed and enslaved forever, that the poor had no prospects of security, that God had even abandoned them.

Jesus enters the synagogue on what begins as an ordinary sabbath and sees familiar faces, some people he had likely known his whole life or younger ones he had seen born and grow.  He knows the promises of the prophets as well.  And as he inaugurates his public ministry recalls words from Isaiah that provide a kind of mission statement, a vision of what is to be taught and done in the next three years.  He quotes words familiar to his hearers, of a hope given by God so many centuries ago that point to a future that seems so far away.  Then comes the nine word sermon:  “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”  The Roman Empire is still in power, there are still slaves and blind persons and captives, so the meaning is obviously rhetorical and metaphorical.  We automatically translate the “today” into something other than this day.  Yet what if Jesus meant what he said, meant “today”?  From God’s point of view, the fulfillment of the kingdom is present, everything good is offered, if we would but receive it and live it.  The whole salvation of God is on its way today.

We look through the dark glass for signs of the fulfillment of God’s promise, but Jesus sees with perfect clarity.  He will go forth from the synagogue and do exactly these things: good news to the poor, sight to the blind, freedom and release to slaves and captives.  His acts of teaching and compassion and healing are not his way of bringing the fulfillment of the prophecy into the world, they are the acts of one who already sees the world as it can be, as it is becoming, and indeed will be, and goes about as if it is true and happening.  This is not inserting good into a hopelessly evil world, it is unveiling the hope beneath all the ways humans have distorted and misused it.  He does not overlook or disregard the evil that he has surely come to rectify, but he will strike at the very heart of the human longing for peace and justice.  The fulfillment he brings is to disarm the power of evil, undermine its categories, refuse to participate in the attitudes and structures that perpetuate and preserve injustice.  He will call us to wake up from our collective agreements about the boundaries of insiders and outsiders, worthy and unworthy, respectable and dispensable.  The fulfillment is not firstly the instant elimination of all the sin and evil that harms, but the entering into a world that will not capitulate to their ongoing power, and thus can proclaim that there is no longer any such thing as us and them, but just us – all made in the image and likeness of God.  The poor are not a label, but our brothers and sisters in need, the blind and oppressed and enslaved are those in need like us and recipients of grace like us. His movement becomes ours as we see what he saw and act the way he acted.  Jesus does not ask us to change the world into the fulfillment of God’s promise of peace and justice.  Jesus asks us to live as if that world is already and truly breaking into ours and cooperate in its arrival and unveiling and joy.  Because Christ is here the peace and justice that is promised and given break out of us because Christ lives in us.  That is the “today” of Jesus – that Jesus himself is God’s “today”.

We preacher/theologian types are fond of the phrase “already, but not yet” to refer to the reign or kingdom of God, which is Jesus’ favorite way of talking about the good news.  The phrase seeks to acknowledge both the reality of Christ’s work of reconciliation active in the world and the ongoing presence of evil and suffering.  We live in a world that has been visited by salvation and wait in hope for the completion of that salvation. But the phrase “already, but not yet” can become a trap.  “But not yet” can mean, “we will know and receive true human equality in our world – some day.  The injustices of our world today – of bigotry, poverty, prejudice will be addressed and rectified – some day. In the meantime, we wait and long.  What we really mean by “not yet” is really just a plain, old-fashioned, “no”.  The “not yet”, if expressed honestly, is “it would be great if there was change, but the problems are too deep, the resistances too strong, our strength too poor”.  The “not yet” of the good news is not God’s unwillingness to show us the way and empower us to live it, but our resistance to embracing the “today” of change, of living in the reality of what Jesus declares has come.  God says “already”, humans say “not yet”.  We cannot use waiting and hope, as real and important as they are, as excuses to avoid acting as we can, doing today what God has entrusted us to do while we wait and hope. We have received an invitation to act now, to put our whole lives on the line, there is no more time, we cannot afford to wait any longer.  If the scripture is fulfilled today in our hearing, then our lives change today.

Now the fulfillment does not come as lightning, all at once, until the end, but like a mustard seed, in the small gifts of abundant generosity, freedom, joy, and seeing.  Sometimes imperceptibly small, but coming nonetheless.  Coming because I do the small, faithful, selfless thing, because I choose to consent to the potential of today, that whatever seed I can plant today will grow, but there must be an act of planting, a decision that reflects my belief that the fulfillment is here now. Believing in Jesus’ today means we live in the presence of the future.  Jesus is never saying “later”, but always saying “now”.

The Spirit is opening new doors today.

The Spirit is changing evil to good today.

The Spirit is making the impossible possible today.  Amen.

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Third Sunday after the Epiphany, Year B: January 21, 2018

Holy Cross Monastery, West Park, NY
Br.  Bernard Delcourt, OHC
Third Sunday after the Epiphany Year B- Sunday, January 21, 2018


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Br. Bernard Delcourt, OHC
Sisters and Brothers, the time is now. The kingdom of God is breaking into our lives. Now is the time to turn back from wayward pursuits. Now is the time to see all the good that is at hand, if only we turn to God.

Let nothing come before the love of God. Don’t let every relationship fall apart because of God, but don’t let any of them claim the order of your life.

Don’t forget your abiding concerns for the sake of God, but don’t let any of those concerns sing out of tune with your love for God.

Today’s three passages of scripture talking about conversion and alignment with God.

First, our reluctant and crotchety prophet Jonah has finally made it to Nineveh, an Assyrian city. He has walked through a third of the megalopolis of Nineveh. He walks with a proclamation of doom. It’s not his style to use mellifluous rhetoric to appeal to conversion. And yet, already king, people, and animals are turning to the God that Jonah didn’t even say a word about.

The story of this mass conversion tells us more about God than about the inhabitants of Nineveh or about Jonah.

To God, there are no outsiders. And God is responsive to all. The undeservedly self-righteous Jonah disapproves of God’s mercy. Why forgive these loathed Ninevites, thinks Jonah.

The Ninevites are overlords of the Israelites. Their people have subordinated the Israelites into an exile of servitude. No matter; God pays attention to their turning away from their sins. God forgives them and repeals the punishment that Jonah proclaimed with obvious schadenfreude.

God’s forgiveness of the Ninevites is a blow to the Israelites. They, the chosen people, have been found undeserving, and now they live to see how gentiles receive God’s recognition. As Jesus will say, God, is able of … stones to raise up children to Abraham (Luke 3:8).

In our life, today, who are our Ninevites? Is there any group of people we’d rather not find under God’s pinions? Is it possible, that whatever their faults, they have already found God’s forgiveness -- and deserve ours?

Secondly, the apostle Paul suggests in several places of First Corinthians that the imminence of the end of time is his own opinion, not God’s teaching. However, as is often the case, in preaching one meaning, the preacher opens the way for the Spirit to say what she must.

Paul asks us to live as though the end of evil, the appointed time, is imminent. Paul asks us to be undividedly about this in-breaking of God’s time.

He is not requesting to dump all our commitments but he is demanding that we put them in right perspective to the love of God. No concern or relationship of ours, whether good or bad, is to bear over our commitment to God. That injunction is valid for any moment in the course of time as created by God.

Because, at any moment, God is close at hand. At any moment, the fulfillment of God’s purpose is ongoing.

In our life, today, what overbearing concerns abide in us? Are they blinding us to God’s purpose in our life? How do we put God first and foremost while being faithful to other important relationships? This latter question is one that monks in formation often ask themselves.

And finally, Jesus confirms it; the time is fulfilled; the time is now. If He calls you -- and He IS calling you -- leave aside whatever seemed so very important and yet stands in the way, in His Way.

Jesus is not calling us to new tasks (although there will be those too), but Jesus is calling us to a new identity. And it is a costly identity. This identity of disciple requires an unswerving loyalty. This identity demands a trust that, what will be broken in acquiring it, was not worth keeping whole.

When I first heard my call to become a monk -- and I had tried to have tin ears for a while -- my first reaction was: “Wow, that’s great, Lord! How about I make myself available to this nifty vocation in 2 years, 3 at the most? 

I had recently reinvented myself in a new career that I loved. I had started my own business. I was thriving. And, as any good entrepreneur, I had a business plan.

It needed a couple more years to come to fruition. What’s 2 years, in God’s time? Well, imagine John and James telling Jesus that they’ll follow Him when they have met the fishing quota they have promised their father...

God’s time flows in strange curves; not like our sequential, rectilinear, measured projection of time. God’s desire for you can make two years seem like an eternity to... God. God knows when the time is fulfilled. And when God knows it; the time is now!

Eventually, having cleaned my ears, I heard it: “Get thyself to this monastery, now.  OK, OK. Off I went; but not before starting to tear apart this very identity I had invested so much into. And my attachment to my glorious business plan was only a symptom of that mistaken identity.

Today, I ask ourselves: What is God’s desire for us? How are we resisting that desire? Can we ask God to tip us over into His desire? Can we pray that? When He calls, can we answer “I’ll be out in a minute!” -- rather than in 2 years, in 5 years, whenever my conditions have been met.

Discipleship doesn’t come cheap. But rejecting our true identity as disciple of Jesus is the costliest loss of all.

May we pray that we will not mistake the sirens’ song for the voice of our destiny. May we listen for God. May we seek a loving balance amongst the concerns and relationships of our life. And, when he calls us, let’s hear ourselves saying like Eli: “Speak, for your servant is listening.” (1 Samuel 3:10)

May we lean into the embrace of the living, loving God.

Amen.