Thursday, December 18, 2014

A Reflection for the Season of Advent


       It strikes me that people my age have lived through an unsettling communications revolution, in large part due to the internet and the cell phone. Such a contrast to what used to be! In the early 1950’s, I can actually remember my family’s telephone being for a short while, on a party line. When we wanted to call someone, we picked up the handset, put it to our ear, and a female voice said, “Number please” and you responded Capital 3-5515.  I was taught by my parents that the telephone was not for frivolous use. You said what you needed to say and then got off the phone. Boy, has that ever changed! When we see people driving around talking endlessly on cell phones and – God help us - even texting while they are driving, what we are really seeing is the relentless progression of the saturation of our lives by constant communication. My question is: do people really have that much to say? I don’t think so!
            I say all this as a means of leading into my intended subject which is messages.  The Communication of Messages! Life is a process of receiving messages and acting on them. To illustrate this point, I would tell the following parable. It is entitled:

The Castaway

            Once upon a time there was a man who was marooned on a desert island. In the course of becoming a castaway, he had also lost his memory. Every day at noon he would walk down to the water’ edge and would pick up a bottle with a slip of paper in it on which was written a message. Every day the messages were different. One day the paper said. “A leaf fell from a tree this afternoon in Havana, Cuba.” On another day on the slip of paper was written the message: “E=MC2 ”. One day the message in the bottle said simply, “When you combine oxygen and hydrogen in the proper proportions, water is the product.” None of these messages meant anything to the man because he had lost his memory and besides, they were quite mundane and harmless. So the days passed with a bottled message arriving each day which the man read and ignored. Ignored, that is, until the day a bottle washed up on the shore which contained the message, “Cannibals from the next island will arrive tomorrow and will have you for lunch.” Needless to say, that particular message caught the man’s attention. It was a “life message.”

The Advent Message

            Hopefully, I have made my point. Life is a process of receiving messages, sorting them as to importance, and then acting or not acting upon them.  During the Season of Advent, in some sense, we stand on a sandy shore – like the castaway – gazing out at a vast ocean which occasionally produces messages for us. The Advent messages which we receive are provoking to say the least. They are intended to assault our consciousness! The messengers are familiar names: the prophet Isaiah, John the Baptist and the angel Gabriel, to name just a few. They bring us life messages and demand our attention.
What happens during the Season of Advent is that, during these four weeks, we are introduced to what is coming.  That is the magic word in Advent, “coming.” In these readings we are given quick glimpses of the promised birth of the Messiah.  Advent is the prelude to the Church year which contains all of the major themes of Christianity.

The very first Advent reading which we heard this year was the following from the beginning of the 64th chapter of Isaiah: 

O that you would tear open the heavens and come down , . . .

            What an image! It tells us exactly what is going to happen. In response to the anticipation of “God coming down,” the Season of Advent then week by week builds in intensity as it calls each one of us to an awareness of the burning need for preparation: Last Sunday we heard from the 1st chapter of Mark this message:  “Therefore keep awake: for you do not know when the Master of the house will come, . . . I say to all: Watch!”  Both last Sunday and this Sunday, we hear the voice of John the Baptist, the “forerunner” of the Messiah. His voice is strident: “I am the voice of one crying out in the wilderness: Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.”  Next Sunday, the angel Gabriel will make his appearance and will announce to Mary that she is going to bear a child. Advent is a prelude of preparation for the coming of the Messiah who will recreate God’s world. During the Season of Advent, we find special solace in the following passage:

For behold, I create new heavens and a new earth.

                                                                                                            Isaiah 65:17

I see the Season of Advent as a great four week drama which, as it unfolds, reveals the undoing of Adam’s error which threw the whole creation out of kilter and estranged humanity from God. This for me is the most powerful expression of the meaning of the Season of Advent.  Paradise will be restored!
All life is a process of change!  As Christians, we believe that this is a process of redemption, a movement toward salvation.  The point of the lections in the Season of Advent is that everything is in a process of transition from fallenness to re-creation and that God is in control of the movement.  This is the story which is told during Advent.
 Human beings rail against the temporary condition of their lives.  They perceive this as a movement toward death (end) which they are powerless to stop.  They are willing to listen to any alternative.  The serpent’s suggestion to Eve echoes in every age and finds an attentive listener in each one of us.  “You will not die.  God knows that when you eat of it [the tree of the knowledge of good and evil], your eyes will be opened and you will be like God knowing good and evil.”
Only in Jesus are we able to break out of the grip of this dreadful journey.  In Jesus the finitude of human beings is subsumed into infinity.  The opposition is destroyed.
It is the anticipation of the accomplishment of this which evokes numerous mentions of joy and rejoicing in the Advent readings:

Sing aloud, O Daughter of Zion; shout, O Israel!
Rejoice and exult with all your heart, O daughter
of Jerusalem.  The Lord has taken away the judgments
against you, he has cast out your enemies.  The King of
Israel is in your midst; you shall fear evil no more. 

                                                Zephaniah 3:14-20 (3 Advent C)

Why?  Because God is going to visit and redeem his people!  Saving history moves on.  The story unfolds.  Transition and change are unstoppable, but they are a part of God’s plan.   The movement is toward the restoration of the Kingdom (Paradise). We heard this expressed in the psalm today.

When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, *
                      then were we like those who dream.

                                                                                    Psalm 126:1

 

            We need to see our lives as prelude also, moving introductions to greater moments, greater and deeper understandings which lie ahead.  These “deeper understandings” are revealed to us during the rest of the church year. One understanding which needs to be emphasized at this time of the year is the belief that there is more to reality than the material world which we experience every day. Advent lifts the veil so that we can see into the reality beyond!

Conclusion

            I strongly believe that all sermons should have decisive conclusions and now is the time. The gospel never ends; sermons definitely should! To end this Advent reflection, I will take you back to that desert island and you are now the person on it looking out at the vastness of the ocean and wondering what the next message will be. Of course this parable is an analogy about the human condition. We find ourselves in this world gazing at the enormity of the universe and we can’t help but wonder who we are, where we came from, what it all means, and whether anyone cares for us. Don’t worry! The message in the Season of Advent is clear. On December 25 another bottle will float to shore and there will be a message in it which will read:

            For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given:  and the government
            shall be upon his shoulders: and his name shall be called Wonderful,
            Counselor, The mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of
            Peace.                                                                                                                                       Isaiah 9: 6

I understand that message and, hopefully, so do you!

The Rev. Dr. Richard B. Tudor

                                                                                               

Friday, October 31, 2014

Giants in the Earth

                                                         All Saints Day

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. 

                                                                                                Matthew 5:8

            Frederick Buechner, who is a much beloved and well read author of books about the Christian experience, wrote one which is titled, The Sacred Journey. It is the story of his childhood and some of the formative experiences which he had while growing up. For Buechner, life is a sacred journey filled with messages from God. Everyone has to make the journey, but not everyone gets the messages. In the opening chapter of this short memoir, he writes of the giants of his childhood, who literally “held up the world” for him. It would be Buechner’s conviction that all of us have known people like that, i.e. “giants” who took our world on their shoulders for a space of time.
            The Church has had its share of giants during its long history. We call them saints. The ones we know best lived during the early formative years of the infant Church. St. Peter and St. Paul would be examples of well known early Christian saints.   Every parish church during its history has had faithful members whose commitment and hard work kept that church alive and enabled its Christian witness. Many of them fall into the category of saints who have been long forgotten. This morning I would like to tell you the story of two people, both women as it happens, whose lives made a significant difference for two parish churches with which I have been associated during my life time.

Miss Murphy

            The first church is my home parish, St. George’s in Bismarck, North Dakota. Many of the details of my early years in that church are vague, but one memory which isn’t is my recollection of our choir. I can still see those people processing down the center aisle as though it were yesterday. The choir at St. George’s was – I suspect – like untold numbers of other small church choirs. Everyone in the choir didn’t have a great voice. As little kids we would sometimes snicker when some of the ladies hit sour notes. The men compensated for their lack of talent with volume. The thing which makes a church choir significant are the people who Sunday after Sunday and year after year show up and put on their choir robes and support the liturgy in that so valuable part of the worship life of the church. Where would we be without music?
            One of the great saints of my parish church sang in that choir. For the fifteen years that I belonged to that church, I can never remember seeing the choir sing without her.  Time would have stopped! Her name was Rita Murphy or Miss Murphy as she was respectfully addressed by everyone. She taught freshman English at Bismarck High. She never married. In those years it seemed like there were a large number of single women who gave their lives to teaching. At the beginning of the school year, Miss Murphy would tell each group of her students the one cardinal rule in her classes. It was: “Books open and mouths shut!” I believe she taught at Bismarck High for almost forty years. She was a legend in her own time. I never heard much about her background. She originally was from Grafton, North Dakota, a small town in the northeaster quadrant of our state. Something was said at one time that she had had a brother Lloyd who died in WWII when the hospital ship on which he was a patient was torpedoed and sunk by the Japanese in the Pacific. When we knew her, she had no family, only the church, which for her seemed to be more than enough. There is a message in that!
            As I say, she was always in church every Sunday year after year. In our minds, St. George’s would not have been St. George’s without her. She had a big voice and the ability to almost dictate the tempo of the singing. She was a chaperone of the high school choir when it went on its annual tour. My brother and I were in the choir and on Sunday during the tour when the fifty or so Scandinavians went off to find a Lutheran church, Miss Murphy said to Tom and I, “Come on, boys!” and off we would go to the Episcopal Church. Those small congregations never knew what hit them when Miss Murphy strode in, picked up the singing, and took it in the direction she wanted to go. She was a good soul who didn’t have a mean bone in her body and didn’t believe anyone else did either. She was a beacon of stability for our parish church.
            In 1968, when it came time for me to leave for my first year in seminary, the night before I left, she called me up to wish me well and to tell me how proud she was of me. I found out several months later that, at the time she called, she knew that she was dying of cancer. She did die during my first year at seminary and the church was never the same without her. She did however greatly impact St. George’s after her death. She left our little parish church over half a million dollar and in 1968 that was a lot of money. She lived frugally as a single teacher and apparently handled her money very well. Because of her commitment in life and in death, St. George’s has been able to continue its corporate life of witness, a task which would have been very difficult without the support of the Rita Murphy Foundation, her bequest to the church.

Ann Lassey 

            In 1974 I returned to North Dakota to take a look at two churches who were interested in having me come and be their priest. (St. Peter’s was a parish and St. Michael & All Angel’s was a mission) My first Sunday there, I was driven out forty miles into the country to the mission church, by a couple named Julius and Ann Lassey. Over the course of my time there - over fourteen years - they became very close friends of mine and almost acted as surrogate parents for me. Everyone thinks that the clergy come to lead the church armed with all they need to know. Actually, it is the churches who train the clergy and not the seminaries. Young clergy in particular need a great deal of support and often guidance from older members and the Lasseys provided that for me. Julius died about half way through my fourteen years there. From that time on, Ann assumed a large leadership role in our congregation. She was a person whose life defined goodness and kindness. I did a lot up there to keep with two congregations to keep them moving and not stagnating. Whenever I would begin one of those projects – a nursery school for example – Ann would call me up and tell me she wanted to see me. I would go over and she would tell me that if we needed some extra money to get things off the ground, she would provide it. She owned a lot of land and the minerals were all leased to oil companies. One time she called me up and said, “Richard, I just drove by the church and saw poor Les Walling dragging hoses around to water the lawn. (St. Peter’s was on a large corner lot.) She continued, “Get an estimate on an automatic sprinkler system and then come and see me.” In short order, we had a completely computerized sprinkler system with nine zones, and shortly thereafter, one of the best looking lawns in town. She was a person who was always positive and cheerful. I have a picture of her which is a cherished possession.
            In 1989, about two months before we left the area to move to St. Louis, Ann became seriously ill. After admission to the hospital, she lapsed into a coma. It was Easter Sunday. Liz and I got a call from the hospital that she had died and they wanted me to come up. Suddenly we heard a great deal of commotion on the phone and someone said, “My God, she’s still alive!” Liz and I went running up to see her. We will never forget it. We were in her room with her stepdaughter Bonnie and a few other close friends of hers. All of a sudden Ann came to and sat up in bed. She said something like, “Isn’t it wonderful that everyone I love is in this room.” We visited with her for a while and she was perfectly lucid. She told us all how much she cared for us and what our being there meant to her. Shortly after we all left, she fell back into a coma and died a few hours after midnight. The people at the hospital had never seen anything like it and neither had I. She was a remarkable woman. It was as if God had given her a few extra hours to say her last goodbyes.
            I made the following statement at her funeral: “One of the most powerful images in the New Testament is that of Jesus as the Good Shepherd. To define his role, Jesus told the touching story of the shepherd who left ninety-nine sheep untended and went off in search of one that was lost. Why? It is because of the immeasurable value of just one life. I have seen the truth of this played out in my years in leading parish churches. Who can ever really accurately estimate the value and the consequences of their own life and the lives of others which touch theirs? Many or all of us here this morning can probably testify to the value of one life which touched ours.

            So God bless Rita Murphy and Ann Lassey, giants & saints in the church, whose lives for a time held up the world in which I lived. I tell you their stories on All Saint’s Sunday to make the point to you of the potential effect that one life – possibly your life – can have in the lives of others.

            The celebration of All Saint’s reminds us that nothing is ever really lost in this world. Lives of commitment and faith go on touching the lives of others long after death. Life is not meaningless! Love, faith, and commitment – all of these things count for much! They are acts of personal witness to the love shown to the world in the life of Jesus Christ and they will not be forgotten.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.

 

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

That's Entertainment?

 

“And now Ladies and Gentlemen, for your entertainment
on our stage tonight, we have a really, really big show.”

                                                                                    Ed Sullivan, 1963

            We have a serious problem in American society, one that has been growing for a long time. Today, it has reached epidemic proportions. It is the insatiable public hunger for entertainment. This “hunger” – at bottom a need for distraction – has invaded nearly all areas of our lives. We now live in a society of constant noise: television, radio, cell phones, and recorded music. We sit at stop lights and often the music from other cars is so loud that it makes our cars vibrate. This apparently is a new inalienable right, the right to make your own noise no matter how intrusive and annoying it is to others.
            This entertainment hunger is addictive! Television is the primary culprit. It is the 20th century medium, which - from an innocent beginning - has now become a monster. It feeds the entertainment disease and it is with us every hour of every day. It is almost impossible to escape it. Everywhere one goes, televisions are blaring whether people are watching them or not. When I was rector of a parish and doing a lot of home visitation, often I would have to ask people to turn off their TV’s so I could talk with them. Remember when we were content with just one television set in the home? Now everyone in a household has to have their own. Some people have to sleep with them turned on. Apparently many people are uncomfortable with silence. No wonder! They experience so little of it.

            Here is a story about the pervasiveness of television programs and how our brains absorb and retain what we hear. In 1989, just before I came to St. Louis, I went to Honduras with the North Dakota National Guard. I was the chaplain with the 164th Combat Engineer Group. Our people were building a farm-to-market road and our rotation in country lasted three weeks. On the night before we were to fly back to the States, we were taken to a bivouac near the airport, fed, and given army cots. There was literally nothing to do and so about three hundred soldiers were just lying on their cots early in the evening wide awake waiting for darkness. Suddenly I heard someone start singing, “Flintstones, meet the Flintstones, they’re the modern stone age family, from the town of Bedrock, they’re a page right out of history . . .” Most of the soldiers joined in and sang through the whole lyric of the Flintstones theme song. When they finished, the leader sang, “Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, that started from this tropic port, about this tiny ship. . .” Again a large number of the soldiers joined him in singing the Gilligan’s Island theme. This went on for a long time through many, many television program theme songs. I just laid back on my cot and laughed! I was amazed that all these guys retained an almost perfect memory of all those songs. Thinking about it later, I was not so amazed. They had all been raised on this stuff and had heard it countless times. They had all been away from television for three weeks and most of them were a bit homesick. Singing those TV theme songs was very expressive of a need!

            The amusing thing about television today is that, even with the multiplicity of channels available, there is very little that people want to watch. Years ago, we would have thought that having 150 program choices would be entertainment heaven. Sadly, the human hunger for entertainment has become so jaded that most of what is on is no longer satisfying. Enter the bizarre in the form of reality TV. Someone please explain to me the popularity of this phenomenon. Don’t people know that it’s all carefully staged? If this stuff has anything to do with reality, God help us.
            This introduces an attendant issue in the entertainment discussion, i.e. the reality programming called television news. The onslaught on our minds & emotions by television news reporting and commentary 24/7 has changed the world and not for the better. I have to observe that the steady barrage of political opinion from the left on CNN and the right on Fox has contributed greatly to the cynicism and division in our country. I say, “Enough already!” This steady barrage of (bad) news is depressing. People are sick and tired of it!
            It is amusing to me what all this communication capability has done to people. They are isolated & insulated in their own little worlds of social media, i.e. Facebook, Twitter, texting, etc. The other day I was in a coffee shop in Bismarck, North Dakota with my brother and a friend of mine. We were doing some reminiscing and we happened to notice three young people sitting at a nearby table. Well, they were sitting together but that is about as far as it went!  We watched them for a while and not one of them ever spoke to the other two. They were totally absorbed in their lap tops, IPads and cell phones. So much for face to face conversation! People would rather play with their electronic toys than talk to each other.
            Speaking of electronics, I have a theory about the poor level of achievement in public schools. One of the reasons is the great difficulty which education has with the issue of homework. Today’s children have been brought up on a steady diet of television, music, cell phones, and video games which they can enjoy literally all the time. Entertainment! This “training” makes it nearly impossible for a child to sit down in front of a text book and do math problems. That is definitely not entertainment! It’s work! Which is a child going to choose, entertainment or work? You’ve got to be kidding!  The whole system breaks down at the point when the student has to sit down and do the work. Boring! How often have you heard that? The entertainment culture has bred a deep need for instant gratification.

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            My real problem with all of this has to do with the fact that many people think that everything should become part of the entertainment culture, even the church. What kind of churches have popped up everywhere and have enjoyed a rapid rate of growth? You guessed it! It is churches which entertain people with performances of popular music. It’s called entertainment evangelism. The people sit in comfortable theatre seats and enjoy musical and other presentations which require no input or participation on their part. They have seemingly done away with a formal liturgy and the sacraments. Is this really the church? I wonder!
            Worshipping is not about entertainment! It is about transcendence and a sometimes agonizing assessment of our personal lives. It is about the element of personal sacrifice modeled for us by Jesus. It’s about personal transformation, a painful process at best. It is about a call to die to self and a summons to rise to new life in the community of the faithful. It’s about a call to reconciliation and mission and personal witness! I have rarely found the church to be entertaining. I have found it to be deeply challenging and fulfilling! The church quite frankly is serious business and it ought to be so. What we desperately need in our society is less entertainment and a more serious focus on the many perplexing questions about life which confront us daily. Our souls are dying in this glut of entertainment.

 

                                                                        The Rev. Dr. Richard B. Tudor

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

It's Rally Day!


          Sound the Trumpets! Beat the drums! All across the church today, congregations are gathering to celebrate “Rally Day.” That at least is how the Lutherans designate the day. Episcopal churches don’t use that name but they attempt to do the same thing. On the Sunday after Labor Day, churches “rally” their membership after the parish church has been in hibernation all summer. What they are doing is “gearing up” for the program year, i.e. choir practices, children’s Sunday School, ECW meetings, adult education, etc. More activity! On Rally Day, parish clergy will be carefully counting the house. It is a good indicator of who are the faithful. There is nothing more encouraging than a strong beginning! There will be disappointment if the attendance is lower than expected.

The Great Awakenings

            To put the day in perspective, I would like to talk about two religious movements called the First & Second Great Awakenings. They occurred in Protestant churches in New England and took place in the 18th and 19th centuries. I see an analogy between what took place in the Great Awakenings and what we today attempt to do on the Sunday after Labor Day. Certainly it is no stretch to say that the parish church attempts to “awaken” after three months of relative inactivity.
            However, we need to be clear that the two great awakenings were much more than just an attempt to shake congregations out of a summer of lethargy. They were intense efforts by deeply serious parish pastors to rekindle deeper faith & commitment in their people. They were attempts to renew belief in people who were guilty of backsliding & complacency (secular drift). In the minds of the clergy the “awakening” was a matter of life and death! St. Paul spoke to this issue. Read Romans 13, verses eleven and twelve:

. . . you know what hour it is, how it is full tine now for you to wake
      from sleep. For salvation is nearer to us now than when we believed;
                the night is far gone, the day is at hand.

            Paul strikes a note of urgency; his message is that people need to wake up to an awareness of the need to look to their salvation. Now is the time! Awaken!
            To understand the effort put into the great awakenings, we need to be aware that Church people founded this country and they were deadly serious about establishing a Christian society, at least initially. The American society of the 17th century changed in the 18th & 19th centuries. The clergy were distressed about the direction it was taking and they attempted to call it back to an earlier standard of faith and devotion. They did the “calling back” by preaching powerful sermons. Jonathan Edwards and George Whitefield were two of the greatest preachers in the 18th century. Hearing Whitefield preach was apparently a life changing experience. He held crowds as large as 5,000 or 10,000 people spellbound. Why was he able to do this?

The Word

            Whitefield had the conviction of the Word of God in his heart! He was able to effectively & emotionally transfer that feeling to others. His faith was contagious! He took seriously the imperative to preach the gospel. Whitefield and Edwards were driven to teach what were called the three tenets of the gospel: 1) The Sovereignty of the Creator God; 2) The Fallenness (depravity) of man; and 3) The Redemption of humanity by God’s Son Jesus. These preachers taught the core statement which energized the Protestant Reformation in the 16th century, i.e. “The righteous shall live by faith.”  (Romans 1:17) Whitefield preached the Grace of God and he preached it so effectively that it literally lifted people from their seats.
            Of course what was really happening in the 18th and 19th centuries was the fact that the modern world was taking shape. Enlightenment thought was influencing the development of all institutions in society. Science and technology were on the march, pushing the church and its dependence on the revelation of God out to the boundaries of life.
            We - living at the beginning of the 21st century - understand this process very well. We see the end product, a well developed, aggressive secularity. What do these words secular and secularity mean? In some sense they mean that what you see is what you get. No supernatural explanations! Secularity is defined by what it denies. There will be no religious explanations of reality. This is what the church leadership in the 18th & 19th centuries were reacting to and this is what the Church is facing today.
            What is the Church to do? Are the only options to fight them or join them? There is only one option. The Church must do what the leadership did in the 18th and 19th centuries, turn to the Word of God. What else have we? The Church is different from every other institution in society in that it has been entrusted with the responsibility of carrying a message (the free gift of the grace of God) which it has received out into the world. The Church has heard the Word of God in the person of Jesus and it must preach that Word! That responsibility is its life. It is what drives and energizes the Church. Put another way: the Church has something to say and it must say it powerfully and with effect. This “responsibility” is what was at the center of the fervor driving the great awakening and it is what should inspire us today. We are not going to attract people to committed membership in the church with gimmicks and clever marketing strategies. The Word must be preached unequivocally! It must touch the hearts of the people who hear it!

The Road to Emmaus

            In the 24th chapter of Luke’s Gospel we find a story which speaks directly to the issue. It takes place on the afternoon and early evening of the first Easter. Two followers of Jesus are walking from Jerusalem to Emmaus, a journey of about seven miles. While they are walking, a stranger joins them. They talk with him about all that has happened that day. The stranger listens to all that they have to say about Jesus and the dramatic events permeating his life and death and he then interprets them using the scriptures. The three travelers reach Emmaus at the end of the day and the two disciples ask the stranger to “stay with them.” When the stranger takes bread, blesses it, and breaks it, Luke tells us that the eyes of the two disciples were opened and they recognize the stranger as Jesus. He immediately vanishes! Then they say to each other (and this is the punch line), “Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the scriptures?”

            Here is the key to what should happen to us when we attend worship. Do our hearts burn within us when we hear the scriptures, the Word of God opened to us. When and if that ever happened, that will be the moment when our own personal “Great Awakening” will occur.
            There is a hymn in the Episcopal Hymnal 1980 which directly speaks to the subject. It is # 546. The music was composed by Handel. Here is the first verse:

Awake my soul, stretch every nerve and press with vigor on:
                        A heavenly race demands thy zeal and an immortal crown,
                          And an immortal crown.

Postscript 

            I think that it would be a good idea to make the first Sunday after Labor Day an official liturgical observance.  Call it “Great Awakening Sunday.” The focus could be to instill an enthusiasm for evangelism in the local congregation. God knows that the Episcopal Church could use that important emphasis.

 

           

 

 

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Back To Nature!


The heavens are telling the glory of God, *
     and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.
                                                                                                Psalm 19:1

            The best thing about summer is the opportunity to spend more time outdoors. That was particularly true when I was growing up in North Dakota. When we were let out of school at the end of May, we literally lived outside for three months. We only went home to eat and sleep. It was before television! Our parents never worried about us. We were just outside somewhere. Sadly, times have changed and so has American society. Liz and I sit out in our backyard every night but we rarely see any of our neighbors. We don’t understand it! Why would anyone choose air conditioning and television over being outside? There is a larger issue - at least for me - at play here.
            It has been my experience that people live in a tension between urbanization and all its stresses, and a need to be nearer to (God’s) creation. Cities are human creations and the outside, the countryside, is more revelatory of the hand of God. I like to point out to people when talking about this subject that when the United States was founded, 98% of the people lived on farms and 2% lived in cities. Now the situation is completely reversed. Today 99% live in cities and less than 1% live on farms (or vineyards). Sometimes I wonder just how well our inner selves have made that transition. I personally think that there is a void within us which city life is just not able to fill.
            One of my theories about urban sprawl is that people keep moving from the city to suburbs further and further away because of the need to return to some semblance of living in the country. One sees this in cutesy subdivision names like Country Estates, Highland Meadows, or Jost Farms. Were people really meant to live on top of each other? I don’t think so! In large population areas like St. Louis, life becomes more and more impersonal. Who really knows their neighbors? Live in a small town for a while and you will see and feel the difference and it will shock you!
            The tension between urban and rural, city and country is revealed in the history of modern thought. Following the Age of Reason and the Enlightenment, Western society began to industrialize because of the development of machines. Machines meant factories which were located in cities. People left the countryside and small villages (their roots) and came to the cities to work in those factories. Large cities like the London described by Charles Dickens in his novels came into being. Slums became a reality.
Many people deplored this new “modern” society which the triumph of reason had created. It was a cold, arid, unfeeling world from which God had seemingly been banished. Nature had become an inanimate (dead) thing) to be mastered and exploited instead of something at which to marvel. In reaction to this state of affairs, the spirit of Romanticism developed. It was an attempt to infuse feeling, emotion and mystery back into the world. Artists like J.M.W. Turner and John Constable created paintings of woodland scenes and harbors which literally glowed with a holy light. Their paintings were a statement that nature was alive and that the world was a deeper, more complicated mystery than human reason had yet discovered.
It is interesting to note that Jesus himself avoided the larger cities like Caesarea Philippi and instead focused the majority of his ministry in smaller towns and villages where people lived who were close to the land and very open and responsive to his parables about sowers of seeds, vineyards and harvesting. 
            I say, Amen! All of us need to take the time to reestablish a spiritual communication with nature. Take a drive out to a rural area and look carefully at the beautiful countryside and think of Turner and Constable and the “holy light” which they saw in nature. Can you see it? It should warm your soul!

 

                                                                                               

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

On The Death of a Parish Priest

 

George Plattenburg Service
July 9, 2014

            We are gathered here this morning to do two things: 1) As we always do when we gather to worship, celebrate the life, death, and Resurrection of Jesus; and the more poignant – painful task today of 2) Honoring the memory of a man, a colleague – George Plattenburg - who made the decision fairly early in his life to give his life to Christian ministry and more particularly, to the ministry which takes place in parish churches. I think that I can say without too much fear of disagreement that that is a noble calling! For this service I chose not to read one of the recommended Burial Office Gospels, but instead picked one from the service for the ordination of a priest. In case you didn’t appreciate it the first time, here it is again:
            And Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues and preaching the gospel of the kingdom, and healing every disease and every infirmity. Teaching and Preaching and Healing! That is the model for ministry which Jesus sets before us. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Then he said to the disciples, “The Harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; pray therefore the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.

            George Plattenburg was one of those, I am guessing, back in the late 1950’s or early 1960’s whose imagination was stirred by that imperative from Jesus and he decided to become one of those laborers following the direction of the Lord of the harvest. Again, it was and is a noble calling!

            George was born in Oxford, Ohio. His father was an Episcopal clergyman, the archdeacon of the Diocese of Ohio at one time. George spent his childhood in Ohio and also in upstate New York where he graduated from high school. He went to college at Sewanee – the University of the South - a place well known in the Episcopal Church, graduating in 1955. Having been in ROTC in college, 2nd  Lt. George Plattenburg spent three years in the Air Force as a navigation officer. It looks like he then made a brief run at a business career but decided instead to heed the call to the ministry and he became a seminary student at Bexley Hall, an Episcopal Seminary in Gambier, Ohio. (This was back in the day when Episcopal postulants actually went to Episcopal seminaries.) He was graduated in 1962 and was ordained to the priesthood the next year.
He began his ordained career as an assistant at a parish in Cincinnati, Ohio, and then he took his growing family to Kemmerer, Wyoming where he served what is called a two point parish. That means that every Sunday he had one service in a small church and then drove forty five miles to a second church where he officiated and preached at another service. And he did that summer and winter, rain and shine. I’m sure he even drove it in blizzard conditions.

I knew a young Lutheran clergyman who went to seminary in St. Paul,
Minnesota. He signed on to become the pastor of a three point  
place in North Dakota. Before he went out there, he got married. His
new wife had not been part of the decision to go there. When they
drove into the small (and I mean small) town where they were going to
 live, he stole a sidelong glance at his wife. She was sitting there
crying! It was not an easy transition!

George was in Kemmerer for seven years and I would guess that it was there that he really learned how to be a parish priest. Years ago we used to say that it was the small rural parishes that did the actual training of parish clergy. They are demanding situations! The clergyman is a one man band. George then spent some time in Moline, Illinois and in 1976 moved to St. Louis where he spent the last 38 years of his life.
I knew George in the 1990’s when he was involved in the Urban Partnership, a ministry of two priests alternately serving four small urban parishes. Prior to that he was an associate at St Peter’s, Ladue where he worked for David Benson. His last place before retirement was St. John’s, Tower Grove Park.

            George’s son George Jr. was good enough to share some memories of his father with me.  I especially liked two images. The first was of George, Jr. accompanying his father numerous times on that forty-five mile trip between those two small towns in southwestern Wyoming so that he could serve as the acolyte. The second description  with which I was really taken was of George’s weekly sermon preparation. Every clergy person who has ever served in a small parish knows about the pressure of that weekly sermon. It was always there over your head, week after week after week. There wasn’t anyone else to spell you of the preaching responsibility. Apparently George used to put it off until late Saturday evening or even early Sunday morning. The process by which he did his sermons was described to me as “creative panic.” I understand that completely! I have been there.

            What is there that is so compelling about parish ministry? I could write a book! It is still striking to me how little people really appreciate the great value of this institution which came into being through the action of the Holy Spirit following the Ascension of Jesus. That action gave us a place, a sacred place, to live our lives in the midst of the chaos & confusion of secularity, most importantly during our transition moments. Each one of us makes a life journey and the parish church offers us a sanctuary along the way where we can be strengthened through the power of the gospel which Sunday after Sunday by a process sometimes of creative panic is preached there. God bless the people who make that happen. God bless the parish clergy! God bless George for his decision to follow that vocation and answer the summons of the Lord of the harvest.

            It is not an easy life to choose, but the Lord of the Harvest remembers those who have been faithful. George Plattenburg, rest in peace!  You fought the good fight! Amen.

 

 

Saturday, June 7, 2014

A Differnt World: Part 4


Theology, as a function of the Christian Church, must serve the needs of the church. A theological system is supposed to satisfy two basic needs: the statement of the truth of the Christian message and the interpretation of this truth for every new generation. Theology moves back and forth between two poles, the eternal truth of its foundation and the temporal situation in which the eternal truth must be received.

                                                        Paul Tillich
                                                                 Systematic Theology, vol. 1, p. 3

Paul Tillich begins his three-volume Systematic Theology with the three sentences which I have quoted above.  The content of what he says has to do with the simple idea of message and situation. The Christian message is eternal (the gospel is unchanging); the situation in which it is preached is always in flux, i.e. changing! This is the problem which faces the Church today, i.e. how to go about effectively [emphasis mine] meeting these two needs. In the roughly two thousand year existence of the Christian Church, I would venture to say that in no other time has this problem of hermeneutics (interpretation) been so difficult and yet so crucial as in the time in which we are presently living.
I am currently reading a history of the period prior to what is called The Great War (WWI) which began in 1914. It is entitled The War That Ended Peace: The Road To 1914. The author, Margaret McMillan, makes this statement about the situation in Russia in the early 1900’s: “Modernity was challenging the old certainties in both the rural and urban areas.” That observation could be made in spades about American society in the 1950’s and 1960’s! That is the point which I have been developing in my series of reflections grouped under the heading of A Different World. The challenge of modernity! Of course the real issue is how institutions like the Church have reacted to this challenge. I have been asking the question of why the Episcopal and other Mainline Protestant churches seemed to be so poorly prepared when great change arrived in the anti-authoritarian 1960’s.
 
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It is natural for a person of my age to be nostalgic about the church remembered from one’s formative years. Marcel Proust, in the first volume of his famous novel Remembrance of Things Past described a village which he used to visit as a boy:

“Those Combray streets – existing in a remote corner of my memory,
are painted in colours very different from those in which the world
is decked for me today.”
                                                            Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way 

Amen! I understand what Proust meant when he wrote those lines! In my own personal experience, memories of an earlier, simpler world are more vivid than the chaotic picture presented by the modernity (secularity) of today. It is the contrast between then and now and an inner yearning to not lose the meaning of that earlier time which makes our personal “remembrance of things past” so compelling.

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In the first three installments of A Different World, I have set the stage for this, the final piece. I have talked about my experiences – the church as I remember it – in the relatively calm and stable years of the 1950’s. I have also related the observations of three very astute German theologians forecasting the impending secular crisis in the Church. I have talked about the meteoric career of Bishop James Pike of the Diocese of California (where else?) who was an abrasive messenger of change in the 1960’s. Finally, I have reported in some detail the content of a 1962 book written by a Church of England Bishop named John A.T. Robinson who also talked about secular change and the demands with which it confronts the Church. Message and Situation! Was the church listening when John Robinson came forward with his message which in effect was: change or perish? I think that there is scant evidence that it was.
I feel compelled to reveal part of my hand at this point. When I ask the question about the church’s response to the challenge of escalating change which began in the 1960’s, I have a particular issue in which I am deeply interested. The church should have based a plan of action on the awareness that whatever was done was going to greatly impact the stability of the individual parish church. One of the major factors to be considered should have been this question: Is this going to contribute to or detract from the strength and success of the parish church. It is one thing to issue statements from New York City; it is quite another to be conscious of the effect of those statements and attendant policies on parish churches in the Midwest and elsewhere.
I remember hearing about a day in the late 60’s or early 70’s which was called Black Friday. That was the fateful day on which half of the employees at 815 Second Ave in New York City (national Episcopal Church headquarters) received pink slips. The people in the pews had spoken (voted); the money had dried up! I am also reminded of that famous March 29, 1976 New Yorker cover by Saul Steinberg titled “New Yorker’s View of the World” which depicted the known civilized world as ending at the Hudson River. That picture said it all!
Perhaps these observations are too cynical. I don’t think so! The statistics tell a depressing story. In 1958, the United States had a population of 180 million people and the Episcopal Church reported a membership of over 3 million members. Today our country has in excess of 315 million people and some estimates of Episcopal Church membership place it at less than 2 million. At any rate, it would seem that since the turmoil of the 1960’s our church has lost about 1/3 of its membership. I have heard all the talk about these losses being “systemic” and always wondered whether those putting forth that explanation of church membership decline had completely thought through the implications. I still maintain that different policies could have made a great difference in stemming these losses.
Let’s talk about the word “systemic.” It is an important concept in the life of the Church. The dictionary defines its root word “system” as being “an organized set of doctrines, ideas, or principles usually intended to explain the arrangement or working of a systematic whole.” Therefore, if we say that something is “systematic,” it means that that ‘something’ (the church) is presented as a coherent body of ideas or principles. What I see in the church today is far from a clear picture of “a coherent body of ideas or principles.” Ambiguity is more often the case.  Perhaps coherence is an impossibility today in what could easily be described as fragmented times. Yet, possessing or, more importantly, being a system that is able to function effectively would seem to be a absolute necessity for all institutions and especially the church.
As an example, I would point to the current uproar about the disorder and ineffectiveness of the hospitals being operated by the Veterans Administration. Everyone has agreed that this inability to function properly is a systemic problem and there is a hue and cry demanding that the broken system be fixed. I would say the same thing about the church. If we have a systemic problem which appeared in the 1960’s and led to membership decline - as so many have claimed – what was proposed to fix it?  
I have thought a great deal about this. In thirty-six years of parish ministry in three dioceses, I cannot remember a clergy gathering at which systemic failure was seriously discussed or even admitted. I also have to say that, much to my surprise, no bishop making a yearly parish visitation during my parish years ever broached this subject and suggested that changes needed to be made in the way the church did business if the church was going to be effective in its mission, preaching the gospel. (Remember Bishop Robinson’s thesis in Honest to God!) I wish a bishop would have sat down with me in one of my parishes and said, “Rich, here’s the plan. This is what I want the face of the Episcopal Church to be in your community. We will periodically review your progress in developing this program.” (This statement will probably surprise people but Episcopal Seminaries, in my time, had no courses in parish administration or program development.)
I attended three General Conventions as a deputy. Were there serious discussions about addressing the message & situation issue? I don’t remember any. A measure of triumphalism is always a part of general convention. The revision of the Book of Common Prayer in 1979 and the Hymnal 1982 were attempts to modernize the liturgy. These changes had little or no positive effect on membership numbers. There were people who left the church over the revision of the prayer book.
 In the late 1980’s, the church, recognizing that it had a declining membership problem, instituted the Decade of Evangelism to run throughout the 1990’s and an Evangelism office was set up to assist the effort.  Some wag at the time observed that for the church to have a department of evangelism was like the Penn Central having a department of railroads. Nothing happened with the Decade of Evangelism. For some inexplicable reason, the church has had little modern experience or even familiarity with  one of the central concepts of Christianity, evangelism. Another unrealistic attempt to address the problem was made at the turn of the millennium with the 20/20 program which had the goal of doubling church membership by 2020. I haven’t heard anything about that for many years?
I have always preached and advanced the proposition that the church, by design, presents the face of a different culture to the world. There is secularity and there is sacredness, to put it another way. That difference needs to be maintained. The church (to quote Dietrich Bonhoeffer) cannot just be an easy extension of secularity! The church needs to offer an alternative life style to people. This is an important mission and it happens for the most part in the parish church. This is the crucial part of the system which in my mind needs to be redesigned.  

The Parish Church 

                        Since the individual parish (or mission) is the basic unit of
                        the Church’s life, it is clear that the health of the Church
                       depends upon the health of this unit. It is at the parish level
                       that the great battle of the Church’s life is fought. If we
                       succeed here, developing strong and thriving parishes, we
                       succeed everywhere; if we fail here we fail everywhere.

                                                               The Rt. Rev. Richard S.M. Emrich
                                                                Diocese of Michigan

            The paragraph quoted above is the beginning of an address delivered in the mid-1950’s by Bishop Richard Emrich to wardens and Bishop’s Committee chairmen of the Diocese of Michigan. The entire address was so popular that it was published in booklet form in 1956 with the title the five marks of a healthy parish. I consider the opening sentences to be prophetic words which should have been taken more to heart by the church.

            I believe that people need the experience of living their lives in a healthy parish church which draws them deeper and deeper into the life of Christ. As a part of that experience, the people have the right to expect stimulating liturgy and good preaching. These two elements are essential. They also have the right to expect that their parish will have a well rounded program of activity designed to draw them deeper into the common life of the parish. We used to use the SWEEPS acronym to describe these activities: Service, Worship, Education, Evangelism, Pastoral Care,  & Stewardship.

            At this point I propose to develop an analogy. Everywhere we go in the United States we see the same stores and the same restaurants. They are franchises. During the 20th century, the idea to duplicate successful marketing outlets really captured the public imagination, particularly in the fast food business. One can drive down streets in cities all over our country and they all look the same. There’s a Burger King, there’s McDonalds, there’s an Olive Garden, there’s Wendy’s, there’s a Dairy Queen, there’s a Pizza Hut and on and on ad infinitum. All of these companies sell a food product which has proven to be successful in the market place. When you enter one of these stores, one knows what to expect.
I would suggest that one way to look at the organization of the Episcopal Church is to consider the individual parish churches as local franchises operating because they are licensed by their regional authority (the diocese) to do so. They are given the opportunity to market a product (the gospel). Part of their obligation as a franchisee is to pay an annual licensing fee called an assessment. When you visit a local Episcopal franchise, can you expect that there is a uniformity of product offered similar to what one would expect when you walked into a McDonalds? I think that here we are on shaky ground. There isn’t much uniformity and that is something of a problem.
 During my thirty-six year career in parish ministry, I was associated with four parishes of varying sizes. One was a corporate sized church, two were pastoral size, and one was a family church. I am using the sizing criteria developed by Arlin J. Rothauge. It is described in a pamphlet titled Sizing Up A Congregation for New Member Ministry. He also wrote a follow up piece titled Reshaping a Congregation for a New Future.  A smart guy! 
During all my time in parish ministry, no bishop making an annual visitation ever asked me for a realistic assessment about how things were going and about our progress in important common church life areas like the children’s Sunday school, adult education, pastoral care, home visitation, liturgy, and annual fund raising campaigns to name a few. No bishop ever heard me preach a sermon. How did they know that any of this was going on and how did they know the quality of the product being offered to the people. Each parish by canonical requirement fills out an annual parochial statistical report and submits it to the diocesan office which then forwards it to the national church offices. No one ever called me to talk about those statistics which included both financial and attendance & participation numbers. My point is this.  Where were the standards to hold me and the parish accountable for the mission of the church? There should have been a clearer defined system to regulate and direct how we were doing business. I am certainly sensitive to the idea that it is always convenient & easy to be critical of the bishops. However, they as a group are stuck with one problem. The Greek word “episcopas” means oversight. It’s defines their responsability! Can you imagine a regional supervisor for McDonald’s visiting one of their stores and not looking at the books, inspecting the premises, evaluating the quality of management, and then giving the place a grade?

Having mentioned McDonald’s, I will expand the franchise analogy a bit. The story of the history of this corporation is well worth reading. It is contained in a book titled McDonald’s: Behind the Golden Arches by John F. Love. Most people should have some familiarity with the story. Most of us have been in countless McDonald’s store over the years.

McDonald’s

In the early 1950’s a pair of brothers opened a restaurant in Southern California offering inexpensive “fast” food. The place was called McDonald’s. It did a land office business day and night and it eventually came to the attention of a milk shake mixer salesman named Ray Kroc who very quickly saw in the McDonald brothers’ success the business opportunity which he had been looking for all his life. To make a long story short, he bought the franchising rights from the McDonald brothers and set out to change the eating habits of the American public who, he was convinced, would just love the idea of going to a McDonald’s. He was right! Today there are over 35,000 McDonald’s franchises worldwide. When Ray Kroc died in January of 1984 at the age of 81, his personal estate was worth over 600 million dollars. However, the road to that kind of success was not easy.
Ray Kroc had his own ideas about the correct way to run a restaurant and he always insisted that things be done a certain way, i.e. his way. The McDonald’s franchise philosophy was different than their competitors in the field. Other franchisers were mainly interested in the franchise fees paid by the local owners. They were committed to making money off of those selling their products. Kroc had a different idea of success. He felt that his corporation had a personal stake in the success of each and every store. He went out of his way to help the local franchises reach the level of success that he knew was possible for them and he would often waive franchise fees until that success level was reached. Ray Kroc insisted that every store be run the same way and present an identical face to the public. There was no local option. It was the McDonald’s way or the highway. There were always individuals who thought that they knew better than Ray Kroc and wanted to change the menu by adding additional items. They wanted to buck the system. He got rid of the mavericks by not renewing their leases or buying them out. If Ray Kroc visited a McDonald’s and found it dirty, the wrath of God descended upon the franchisee.
Kroc was not a restaurant person and really knew nothing about hamburgers. He was a marketing genius. He knew how to sell a product and he did it with an established system. Ray Kroc instituted severe operating standards and he was intense about enforcing them. He had a formula which was used to evaluate McDonald’s stores. It was called QSC and it has become the universal symbol of performance in the fast food business. It stands for Quality – Service – Cleanliness. Every franchise was evaluated once a year by being subjected to a performance audit in which they were given a grade of A, B, C, D or F in these categories. I wonder what would happen in Episcopal parishes if such an audit were made. I would make the observation half in jest/half in seriousness that parishes in the Episcopal Church would be a lot better off if Ray Kroc (or someone like him) would have been the presiding bishop in the 1970’s. Why do I say this? Because he understood the changes in American society which began to emerge in the 1950’s and he could sense what the American public wanted. They wanted inexpensive good tasting food served quickly in a clean, family oriented restaurant. He gave the American public exactly that. Ray Kroc had a formula for success and he did not and would not compromise his operating principles! What does the American public want in a parish church. Do we know?

Perhaps using an analogy of McDonald’s and the Episcopal Church offends some people, but the church is also in the business of selling ideas, beliefs & values and a way of life. We could have used a marketing expert. The reason the church could have used that expert is the fact that during the second half of the twentieth century, American society changed dramatically around the issue of personal choice. Old loyalties (like generational church membership) went out the window. For me this change is epitomized in the Burger King commercial which promises: “Have it your way!” Today Americans do want it their way. It is a difficult proposition to convince them otherwise. Indeed! The hardest sell in the church today is getting people to accept an authority other than their own needs and wants.

Conclusion 

           
I began this reflection by quoting Paul Tillich. I will close with a quote from Wolfhart Pannenberg, another eminent 20th century German theologian. In a small book titled An Introduction to Systematic Theology he states:

                        The fundamental question in the history of Christianity is
                        why a person should commit themselves to be a member of
                        the Christian Church?    

This is an especially difficult question to answer today because of the strong and aggressive modern challenges to Christian doctrine. Those “challenges” are: 1) the rise of modern science as a secular interpretation of reality, human life, and history; 2) the modern criticism of all forms of arguing by recourse to authority (authority & reason in opposition). The Church is still left with the responsibility of developing a systematic theology presenting a coherent model of the world as God’s creation. I have in these reflections attempted to take a long look at the world of my experience and make some observations about how the church has handled the modern challenges during my lifetime.
            I will readily admit that it is easy with the benefit of hindsight to look back at the past fifty years in the church and be critical of action or inaction. The question of what should have been done, what decisions should have been made is still difficult. I think that a starting point could have been to break the problem into a dichotomy: 1) the church should have stood fast on its beliefs and defended its doctrine (Here I stand, I can do no other) or, 2) the church should have completely modernized and secularized itself (If you can’t beat them, join them). The answer to this either/or probably lies somewhere in the middle which has been, since the Protestant Reformation, a comfortable and convenient position for Anglicans (the Middle Way). But is that way effective today? That is the important question! What is effective today? What will people buy? What will being them back to the Church and compel them to make meaningful commitments to Jesus?