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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Advent 2: Preparing the Way

12/10
Decorated for Christmas






A cold December morning. The first snow. The second Sunday in Advent. And I'm on my way to Good Shepherd Faith Church. I enter the church to find it lit up with lights and holiday decorations. We light the Advent candles.
Lighting the second candle
Here was my "prompting," as they call the sermon, intending  and expecting ,response... for the day: 



'Comfort Ye"

This always used to be one of my favorite Advent Sundays.  Some of my favorite Bible verses and one of my favorite characters, John the Baptist. SO many memories...like when we all got together and did "Comfort Ye" at West Park? It continues to this day at SPSA but long forgotten is the role of our friend John in creating the project. I can still hear the solo tenor voice, maybe our late friend Philip,  opening the evening in the darkened sanctuary, "Comfort Ye..." Handel's Messiah. 

"Prepare Ye"

And the times at West Park when we would  open this Sunday with Godspell's "Prepare ye the Way of the Lord..." Has it ever been done  better?  That solo voice (in the wilderness?) crying out and one by one joined by others? 

Yes....lots of memories. But here interrupting, disrupting, disturbing...comes John the Baptist...crying out..'Prepare Ye the way of the Lord.."

So...who is this guy?  This man dressed in animal skins and living on 'locusts and and wild honey?" Like a dedicated  nazirite, those ascetic prophets of the Lord. 

By tradition, Jesus' cousin.His mother Elizabeth  carrying  him as Mary carried Jesus. Son of Zechariah, a  temple priest..son of a tall steeple, 5th Avenue or Brick Presbyterian (Associate) Pastor.  One way or another, a child of privilege. Turns hippie and heads to the wilderness. 

Or like Jay Baker, son of Jim and Tammy Faye, who walked out of the PTL  Club televangelist world and eventually walked into Pete's Candy Store in the wilderness of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, tattoos and all, to start the Revolution Church....

Think about that....

Jill Duffield who writes lectionary commentaries for the Presbyterian Outlook, reminds of  us of an old story about the importance of punctuation:

Let's eat,mother
Let's eat mother.
Commas save lives

In this  case it's  the placement of a colon:
In Isaiah . 
3   A voice cries out: 
     “In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD, 
          make straight in the desert a highway for our God. 

In Mark:
          who will prepare your way; 
3   the voice of one crying out in the wilderness: 
          ‘Prepare the way of the Lord, 
          make his paths straight,’” 


Are we to hear a voice crying out in the  wilderness to prepare a way?
Or hear a voice telling us to prepare a way in the wilderness?
And does it ultimately matter?

I've got two issues for  you...
First of all, what is wilderness to you?
and second, What does preparing the way mean?

Wilderness...good or bad? Positive or negative? It's where Israel became a people...where Jesus went to be tempted, to figure himself out... a pace where thngs are stripped down, simplified, clear...

or...man does it  feel like  a wilderness now...(Duffield)
 Such wilderness wanderings are fraught with wild beasts, unexpected visitors and disorienting landscapes, but they also include manna, water and angels.

You don't have to go to the wilds of northern New York, those thick forests north of  Lake Placid on the way to Canada...there can be a wilderness right here in the city..Williamsburg or Upper West Side..

What is your wilderness? What do you hear there?

How do we prepare?  The women have called us to attention here...with the "me too"....so Al Franken's down...but  what about Roy Brown? And need i say it, the president himself?

And we can't let this issue  lead us to forget that we who are white folks have a lot of work to do to start deconstructing white privilege as well as male privilege. What have you all in this congregation experienced in your efforts to be a multicultural congregation learned? What do you have to share? What stories to tell? 

I had dinner last night with the former Dutch Human Rights Ambassador to the United Nations...He said that the diplomats he knows   want to know why we aren't rising up...filling the streets...what's going on?

I couldn't really answer that. The Revolutionary Communist Party has tried, but as could be expected, no mass uprising yet.  

Start by being honest to yourself about yourself..then  we all come together ...that's how we begin to prepare the way...

This time  there was  much conversation about what preparing the way meant, especially  in this day. Some discussion  of Jesus' anger. Knowing  time and place of our responses. The general mood of tension in our subways and buses. The power of just one kind  act. Our responsibility to lighten the world with kindness.  A good conversation. 

Over coffee downstairs there is casual conversation with the arriving members of the Korean language service. The conscious desire to connect in simple ways. 

They call this the Advent Sunday of Peace. 

Getting ready to preach








First Reading Isaiah 40:1-11

1   Comfort, O comfort my people, 
          says your God. 
2   Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, 
          and cry to her 
     that she has served her term, 
          that her penalty is paid, 
     that she has received from the Lord”s hand 
          double for all her sins.

3   A voice cries out: 
     “In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD, 
          make straight in the desert a highway for our God. 
4   Every valley shall be lifted up, 
          and every mountain and hill be made low; 
     the uneven ground shall become level, 
          and the rough places a plain. 
5   Then the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, 
          and all people shall see it together, 
          for the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”

6   A voice says, “Cry out!” 
          And I said, “What shall I cry?” 
     All people are grass, 
          their constancy is like the flower of the field. 
7   The grass withers, the flower fades, 
          when the breath of the LORD blows upon it; 
          surely the people are grass. 

8   The grass withers, the flower fades; 
          but the word of our God will stand forever. 
9   Get you up to a high mountain, 
          O Zion, herald of good tidings; 
     lift up your voice with strength, 
          O Jerusalem, herald of good tidings, 
          lift it up, do not fear; 
     say to the cities of Judah, 
          “Here is your God!” 
10  See, the Lord GOD comes with might, 
          and his arm rules for him; 
     his reward is with him, 
          and his recompense before him. 
11  He will feed his flock like a shepherd; 
          he will gather the lambs in his arms, 
     and carry them in his bosom, 
          and gently lead the mother sheep.

Psalm 85:1-2, 8-13

1   LORD, you were favorable to your land; 
          you restored the fortunes of Jacob. 
2   You forgave the iniquity of your people; 
          you pardoned all their sin.                                              Selah

8   Let me hear what God the LORD will speak, 
          for he will speak peace to his people, 
          to his faithful, to those who turn to him in their hearts. 
9   Surely his salvation is at hand for those who fear him, 
          that his glory may dwell in our land.

10  Steadfast love and faithfulness will meet; 
          righteousness and peace will kiss each other. 
11  Faithfulness will spring up from the ground, 
          and righteousness will look down from the sky. 
12  The LORD will give what is good, 
          and our land will yield its increase. 
13  Righteousness will go before him, 
          and will make a path for his steps.



Gospel Mark 1:1-8

1The beginning of the good news of Jesus Christ, the Son of God.

2As it is written in he prophet Isaiah, 
     “See, I am sending my messenger ahead of you, 
          who will prepare your way; 
3   the voice of one crying out in the wilderness: 
          ‘Prepare the way of the Lord, 
          make his paths straight,’” 
4John the baptizer appeared in the wilderness, proclaiming a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. 5And people from the whole Judean countryside and all the people of Jerusalem were going out to him, and were baptized by him in the river Jordan, confessing their sins. 6Now John was clothed with camel’s hair, with a leather belt around his waist, and he ate locusts and wild honey. 7He proclaimed, “The one who is more powerful than I is coming after me; I am not worthy to stoop down and untie the thong of his sandals. 8I have baptized you with water; but he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit.”

Monday, December 10, 2012

Second Sunday in Advent: Prepare to Imagine


12/9



Second Sunday in Advent. 

Teddy and Andre are rapt in conversation when I arrive. Everything is set and ready. After I read Luke 3:1-6, I play Prepare ye the way of the Lord from Godspell. ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSIs1MHdFQY )And mention that it was from 1973. I used to tease my dad about his nostalgia for Glen Miller. And he was only two decades removed from the big band era. My cultural references are at least three decades old. (No four!, Teddy says.)

I ask if anyone remembers the scene in the movie...how the shofar sounds...and then from all over the city, people are walking out of offices, restaurants, subways, wherever they are and streaming to Bethesda fountain in Central Park. Where they go leaping into a fountain, a John character pouring water over their heads, people splashing water over their own heads, and each other. 

I love when John the Baptist comes to town in Advent...and all our passages speak to him today...Malachi 3: 1-4 is essentially his job description, Luke 1:68-79 is the prophesy of who he will be and the blessing of his work and  Luke 3, the beginning of his ministry...

When  we read Malachi, I had John read verse 5, which the lectionary writers had left out. We need to hear it:

Then I will draw near to you for judgment; I will be swift to bear witness against the sorcerers, against the adulterers, against those who swear falsely, against those who oppress the hired workers in their wages, the widow and the orphan, against those who thrust aside the alien, and do not fear me, says the Lord of hosts.
That’s pretty clear. Sorcerers is not about practitioners of earth religions, like my shaman friends. It’s about those who use their gifts to manipulate people through their fears and anxieties. Adultery is plain and simple.But it’s also about betrayal. Broken promises. Hired workers? that’s the living wage campaign here in New York City....And the last part, you could translate that deny foreigners their rights....our oppression of undocumented workers...what we are fighting against in the Upper West Side Sweat Shop Free campaign. The ignoring of undocumented people in the wake of Sandy. Malachi is clear. 
The canticle is traditionally known as the benedictus. The words of Zechariah, the  father of John...He had been struck silent because of his doubt when the angel Gabriel told him that his wife Elizabeth would have a child. I knew that Zecharaiah’s role in the temple made him a tall steeple preacher. But I have now learned that as a temple official, he was a part of the ruling class, the socio-religio.political economic elite. In a word, the  99%...That’s what John is walking away from...
Luke is very specific in his naming of political and religious officials,whether historically accurate or not. It’s the political plus religious...in a word, the empire. What Jesus will bring is not the empire. 
Why is John in the wilderness? It’s the empire can’t survive there..Wilderness is where the the people in exile became a nation...where the people were completely dependent upon God. Were fed by God...manna...John himself survives on a divine diet... 

I think what Godspell was trying to say was that the city can be a wilderness, too. I just saw that the Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space has just opened. That’s what they called the Lower East Side squats... reclaimed urban space...their most recent addition is the bicycle used in Zucotti Park to generate electricity. 

John enters into the desert to call us to repent, to turn around and go another direction. To turn away from lives have been compromised, that have lived with collaboration...to take a bath, to wash off that loss of integrity...

You know what yesterday was? The anniversary of John Lennon. Our John. Our prophet. Who had the reverse John the Baptist story, IE, grew up working class, fell into riches. And the  in this neighborhood, lived just as a New Yorker, an Upper Wested.

As John Lennon once said war is over if you want it,  John the Baptist’s 
message is Rome is over if you want it . He called us to imagine, to imagination. Because we have  to be able to imagine it if we want to live it. To imagine this church filled with beauty, filled with people who care about one another...people with out papers, citizens, yuppies and SRO residents meeting one another here....we are called to imagine....

And I play John Lennon’s song...

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people living life in peace

You, you may say 
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world

You, you may say 
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will live as one

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DCX3ZNDZAwY)

It’s about the will to  reverse and change. And like Friday’s 
Purisisma celebration gave us a taste of ...all flesh shall see it together.....
imagine that....

As our service ends, Jamie announces that it was my birthday last week and I hadn’t let anyone know. So she brought a cake. With candles! And I blew them out as people sang happy birthday. And this was good.

The session met and discussed our building update. Holding our breath. Hoping. And a resolution from our friend at Jan Hus, Gary Cornell,asking us to join with them in calling on the Boy Scouts to welcome gay youth. And Christmas carolling. And Sandy.We will become Presbytery’s designated drop off center for Manhattan. Just as we became one of 2 hub  churches post 9-11. 

As I pass through the sanctuary one more time, the Sanctuary NYC choir s practicing. And they stop and sing me a rousing happy birthday. And two of the women  launch into a bouncy Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday, to......you.... and I feel very good. 

I take the mic and say, this is the place where I’m supposed  to say you shouldn’t. Ah but hey, you should...and then, y’all put me in in mind of an old   Donovan song....wear  your love like heaven....that’s what I’ll do this afternoon...wear your love like heaven...big time thanks to you....
Yes. Felt very good. 

                                * * * * 



Come back for Dzieci’s Fools’ Mass. Not many there at the first show. But Don Shriver, former president of Union and his wife Peggy are there. The idea is there is an asylum where a priest always said mass. And now he is dead. So the inmates have to create it for themselves. It’s filled with buffoonery, poignancy, madness, and ancient chants from the 11th through 16th centuries.

In the end, it moves from disturbing to profoundly moving. The dead priest, Father Jose, had made them a choir, given them a home who had no home, taught them to care for one another. And now?  And by inference, what do we do when God has disappeared? When we are left all alone?

While I know RL gets the Marat/Sade, Peter Brook resonance, I appreciate Teddy’s tabula rasa take on things....there’s nothing left but to take care of one another...he says.

After the mass has ended,  I give my friend Beppe and his friend Katarina and her friends a quick tour of the sanctuary. Katarina interested in possible space for her art.

The acting troupe has finished changing back into street clothes. We like to finish with a circle, says Matt. And asks Teddy and I to join them. And after silence, I lead us in a sung Amen. And the circle disperses.

The mass ends with a XIIth century French chant:

Novus annus, dies magnus assit in Leticia
Lux eternal de superna venit ad nos regia.

The New Year, let this great day arrive with joy,
Eternal light spreads over from above.