If you can retweet tweets you consider valuable then why can’t a pastor re-preach a sermon? My Easter sermon this year got a lot of hits. It was entitled Why I Believe. It just might be worth twenty minutes of your time this week. Below is an excerpt but you can of course listen online by clicking on that title which is linked.
You shall not spread a false report. You shall not join hands with the wicked to act as a malicious witness. ~ Exodus 23:1
When a dignified general joins hands with a malicious liar in a scurrilous attack on a widow of a soldier and the congresswoman who comforted her, then the depths of despair this single act brings to an entire nation is devastatingly profound. We wake up in that moment–if we awaken at all–to just how lost we have become. This president lies incessantly, daily and about the most sacred things. General Kelly has polluted his character by joining hands with a malicious witness. Shame.
After the fall of the Soviet Empire, countries that had been oppressed by the lies and cruelty of that empire began to unearth their archives in an effort to tell the truth about what had happened to them. The Stasi, the secret police of East Germany, kept a watch over its citizens, turning neighbors against neighbors. I recall reading about a couple, Vera and Kanud Volenberger, who had grown up in East Germany. After the Berlin Wall fell, Vera became a German congresswoman and was instrumental in getting the archives of the Stasi opened so people could read their files. She read her file and discovered details so intimate, details of her health and her husband’s and her finances, excerpts from letters she had written to her children that she realized the only person who could have possibly known her that well and told the Stasi was her husband. She confronted him and he admitted to having been the informer on her.
Americans are waking up to the truth that our president has pitted American against American. He is the great divider-in-chief, polluting our entire society with lies. The former President of the Czech Republic nominee for the Nobel Peace Prize and honored by George W. Bush with the American Presidential Medal of Freedom, Vaclav Havel, referred to the country in which he had grown up as a “morally contaminated society.” This sounds very much like the prophet Isaiah’s confession when he cried out in the temple, confronted by a Holy God who expects truth, “woe is me, for I am a man of unclean lips and I live among a people of unclean lips.” America is polluted by the lies of presidents and generals poured from unclean hearts and mouths.
There is another archive. It is the archive of grace and truth. I take this phrase from Dr. James Melvin Washington and his book, Conversations With God: Two Centuries of Prayers by African Americans. He prayed, “Thou who grants clarity, thank you for permitting us to have access to the archives of Thy grace and truth.” We desperately need to break open these archives! Testaments of faith, hope and love; the affirmation that we are made in God’s image; the expectation that God is holy and expects us to be holy and just. The East German theologian Wolfhart Pannenberg tells how important the church was to him and others in the midnight of Communist oppression. The church, he explained, was the one place in their society where they could tell the truth about themselves.
In a culture of pollution, let us find our way toward each other and open the archive of grace and truth. Step out of the fuming hatreds of hearts on fire with hatred. Walk into a holy space and time of grace, truth and love. ~See you Sunday
This morning I had the opportunity to amble about The Wharf and as I turned a corner from the waterfront onto the walkway that leads out toward Maine Ave., I saw the future. There in front of me in full frontal view was our construction site with crane. In about a year, the thousands of pedestrians who call The Wharf home, shop its retailers, join with friends for a bite to eat, or show up for a concert will see our church and hear our church (as our Carillon rings out bells and songs). The future just showed up.
I congratulate Monty Hoffman and the entire team there for what has been created. I hope you’ll join us for worship in the auditorium at Jefferson Middle School this Sunday at 10 a.m. and then in the late afternoon at 4pm, walk to the District Pier where I, along with other clergy, will “bless the Wharf.” ~ See You Sunday
In recent days since Hurricane Irma wrecked much of Florida, I have been dealing on a very personal basis with that wreckage for my mother’s home was ruined by the storm. I won’t go into those details but suffice it to say I’m learning some things along the way as I navigate this disaster.
A disaster is always personal even when it is regional One way we naturally gauge disasters like a hurricane is by satellite images and radar or even drones that hover above the landscape and provide us a perspective of the breadth of a disaster. The depth of a disaster, however, lie at the deep level of individual lives. Their narratives are comprised of trauma, harrowing escapes and sometimes unutterable loss.
When the storm dust is in the air, use fog lights. The first time I learned this lesson was as a child in the back seat of a car. My father was driving and we went down a hill and as we did, suddenly a storm of dust out of nowhere filled the air. He turned on his lights so he could be seen (ever see folks ride through rain storms without headlights on? they think they can see, and perhaps they can, but we need to see you!) but my father also pointed out that persons headed our way had their bright lights on which filled the dust with light and blinded everyone. Dim lights or fog lights are the best way to navigate one’s path through. But of course, people turn on their bright lights and with that they turn up their volume, yelling and frantically lashing out in panic. Turn your fog lights on, turn down the volume and find the path out.
We are interdependent and rely on the kindness of strangers. I hope the country can finally come to terms with a covenantal view of human interdependency and be done with the half-truths of libertarian and other conservative ideologies that extol the individual’s liberty at the expense of our biblically mandated obligation to care for one another. The question is not whether or not people “deserve” our help–we all need the help of one another. Living selfishly, as the monk Thomas Merton pointed out, is living at the doorstep of hell. My mother has now made two trips to two different hotels. This morning, as she drank her coffee in the free breakfast area of the hotel, a stranger helped her with getting some hot water and other items. Kindness is a hand that lifts our chin. We are humanized by those kindnesses and when we are the ones offering the kindness then we are also humanized in the process.
Life is a storm. The Buddha’s first noble truth is, life is suffering. Christianity has at its very center the suffering (the Passion) of the Christ. To live is to navigate storms and loss. We all suffer. For me, at this frantic time, I am doing my best to get to Sunday. Why? Because I know when I get to Sunday, I get to peace and communion with others, hymns of joy and prayers of sustenance. I hope you can find an oar and paddle your way over to our safe harbor.
~See you Sunday
Houston We pray for Houston in the aftermath of this terrible storm. The misery index is off the scales. I have reached out to an inclusive Baptist church, Covenant Baptist, in Houston to say we are praying for them and have asked if we might offer them help in some way. They seem safe but once the rains have relented, they may get back to us. Please pray for this sister church.
Meanwhile, I have requested that our Shepherd’s Purse offering this communion Sunday be dedicated to relief efforts in Houston. You (we) may also want to donate through the One Great Hour of Sharing Donations that can be made through the church: either by visiting www.abc-usa.org and clicking “Give Online” at the top right of the page and then in the “Comments” section, type “OGHS-Hurricane Harvey.” Or give and designate through the church and we’ll send a collective donation to the OGHS. By the way, 100% of these offerings go to relief efforts, not a penny is used for administrative purposes. I encourage you to give to the Shepherd’s Purse this Sunday and from there we will send our financial support.
Nashville In a flood we reach out to others and help them. It matters not (or should not) that these Americans reside in a “red” state or a “blue” state—a lesson some Texas representatives and senators might have learned during the disaster of Hurricane Sandy. Be that as it may, “Evangelicals” have convened in Nashville and issued a statement insisting upon the sinfulness of being GLBT. When you look at the signatories of the Nashville Statement, it is overwhelmingly Southern Baptist. It includes persons who have spent a lifetime discriminating and heaping abuse on GLBT persons and look, not only GLBT, but Southern Baptists were formed explicitly to defend slavery (Slave-owning missionaries). They repented of that just a decade or two ago. As well, they continue to treat women as second-class citizens. In 2008 a Professor Ware of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Louisville was cited by Ethics Daily as suggesting that “women wouldn’t have to worry as much about spousal abuse if they were more obedient to their husbands.” I listened to Ware’s sermon from which that summary was made and then wrote him a letter expressing my dismay and calling on him to repent from such hideous commentary. Perhaps the book of Genesis should be off limits to these scholars and pastors! There is a pattern here with the SBC and these Evangelicals. They are uniquely unqualified to speak with moral authority on this issue and given the many issues from climate change to war, poverty, extrajudicial executions of Black citizens and the rise of neo-Nazi and Klan members in their regions, that they would choose to “clarify” continued discrimination of GLBT persons is especially disgusting.
There will be those who issue counter statements of equal or greater length (such as the Denver Statement) but instead of pegging a statement to a city, I’d prefer to quote the Lord himself who denounced such persons when he exclaimed: You brood of vipers! How can you speak good things, when you are evil? With that, remove the dust from your shoes and move on. The Evangelicals who signed this statement are nothing new and have nothing to say that will clarify anything. Indeed, their statement will be used to wreck families and abuse children. By the way, one of the signers was the CEO of Lifeway Bible Bookstores. Need I say you should consider never buying another religious item from that store?
So we’ll send money to relief efforts in Houston. We’ll stop giving money to homophobic institutions like the Southern Baptist Convention or Lifeway bible bookstore. We’ll pray for the thousands whose lives have been upended in Houston and we’ll pray for those whose lives have been upended by the Nashville Statement of gnat-slapping evangelicals. And importantly, we will continue to support and celebrate our church which is a haven of peace and justice. Because, you see, in a flood we help everyone and we do not issue condemnations of people whose only crime is their existence. ~See you Sunday
When faced with a power outage and the storm rages around you and darkness has descended, what do you do? This question is posed as a way of cutting through the voluminous commentary and our panic about klansmen, nazis and assorted other White Supremacists marching by tiki torch in celebration of the President’s dog whistle to “make America great again.” I have written many posts critiquing campaigner Trump and now President Trump. I don’t want to revisit those posts—you can read them on this site. Instead, I want to go directly to our spiritual and moral center and consider what one or two things we can do as a way of resistance and reacquiring our balance.
So in that storm and in the darkness what do you do? You find a safe place in your residence and you either light a candle or find a flashlight to break the darkness. Now, as the hideous faces of Nazi and Klan and White Supremacy have been revealed, it is important to take simple but powerful steps to resist and overcome. Find a safe place of refuge where those critical and sacred values of human worth and dignity are safeguarded. Light a candle because even a small wick of light overcomes darkness.
There is a church in SW DC that has for decades now proclaimed justice, equality, dignity, peace and love and in this church people of diversity find a safe place wherein we embrace each other as fully human. We are brave. We speak truth to power. We are compassionate. In a simple way of saying it, we light a candle and provide a safe place in the darkness and storm of these days. This is a community of faith, hope and love. I invited you to be part of that, to be wedded by mutual love and to find strength in one another.
Darkness will not have the last word. The vile racist and anti-Jewish ideologies of the past that have appeared amongst us in recent days, will not have the final say. We have overcome before. We will overcome again. We meet in the auditorium of a middle school but do not be deceived –we are a refuge and place of empowerment. Join us and if you have been part of us, do not give up coming together.
We have a candle. We are a safe place. We shall overcome. ~See you Sunday