Showing posts with label Pilgrimage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pilgrimage. Show all posts

Saturday, January 18, 2014

What Are We Looking For?

RCL Epiphany 2A
19 January 2014

Saint Faith’s Anglican Church
Vancouver BC

Focus text:  John 1.29-42
What are we looking for?
            When I was growing up, my mother was a member of the Transatlantic Brides and Parents Association, an organization of British women and their parents dedicated to maintaining links between the ‘new world’ of North America and the ‘old world’ of Britain and Ireland.  Among the benefits of the TBPA were charter flights and other travel concessions that united families separated by the Atlantic Ocean.  But another of the benefits was a network of contacts, especially for the children of ‘trans-Atlantic’ brides.
            So in the summer of 1972 I became the beneficiary of this network.  Earlier in 1972, J. C. Penney, then one of the United States premier department store chains, opened a flagship store in the first shopping mall ever built in Colorado Springs, the town where I grew up.  The personnel manager was a member of the TBPA and a friend of my mother’s.  When my mother mentioned that I would be looking for a summer job after my first year in university, this friend told her to send me to Penney’s and she would find me a job.  She was true to her word and I worked at Penney’s during the summers of 1972, 1973 and 1974.  After graduation in 1975 I worked at Penney’s for a full year when I could not find a job teaching.
            Working in retail is not an easy job.  Customers may treat you as a person or as an extension of the cash register.  Employees fall into the same trap and we have all had negative experiences of a retail sales person treating us indifferently.  J. C. Penney, in those days, called its staff ‘associates’, one of the first retail sales corporations to use this designation.  We had regular training and were taught the importance of trying to find out what the customer was looking for.  This training meant that it was often possible for an associate working in one department to direct a customer quickly to another department and to another associate to obtain the service or product the customer wanted.
            Our guiding questions were ones that we are all familiar with:  “How may I help you?” or “Have you found what you were looking for?”  But the key question was always, “What are you looking for?”  Sometimes customers could not tell us and there followed a question-and-answer game of short or longer duration as we tried to ferret out the customer’s need or desire.
            So you can imagine how my ears perked up when I first read today’s gospel:  “When Jesus turned and saw them following, he said to them, ‘What are you looking for?’” (John 1.38)  In one short sentence Jesus sums up the entire religious enterprise that has fuelled human questing from the earliest conscious days of our existence:  What are we looking for?

Destination
            From a Christian perspective the short answer to the question, ‘What are we looking for?’ is ‘the kingdom of God’ or ‘God’s reign of justice and peace’ or, to use a Hebrew term, ‘shalom’, a word that means ‘wholeness, fulfillment, peace’.  Some Christians see this destination as coming in some distant and mysterious future, coming as the direct result of God’s final intervention in the affairs of creation.  But other Christians, the evangelist John among them, understand the kingdom of God to be both a future promise and a present possibility.  Some Christians might even go so far as to say that we are ‘co-workers’ with God in making this promised shalom come into being.
            Even though all Christians agree on the destination, we have to be honest:  Finding our way to this ‘kingdom of God’, this shalom, is not always an easy task.  We need a map.

Map
            Let me suggest to you that Jesus of Nazareth, in his life, death and resurrection, provides us with a living map to the ‘kingdom of God’ both in its future promise and present possibility.  Our map is not a static document but a living person in whom we see the way to the kingdom.  I still find it a source of reflection that the earliest name for the Jews and Gentiles who believed in Jesus as Messiah was not ‘Christians’ but ‘Followers of the Way’.
            One of the great teachers of the early Christian movement was Irenaeus, bishop of the southern French city of Lyons, then a Roman colony.  He summarized his teaching by saying that ‘the glory of God is a human being fully alive’ and that Jesus of Nazareth is the model, the living example of a human being fully alive.
            If you want to arrive at the kingdom, then follow Jesus.  Some of the most notable followers of this map, this way, included non-Christians such as Mahatma Gandhi who was a keen student of the gospels.  They recognized that the only way to live an authentic human life in the here and now was to follow the Way shown to us in Jesus.  But even the most faithful traveller may find it necessary to have a guide to point out the best route to the destination.

Guide
            For some years now I have been the Coordinator of Diaconal Formation for the Diocese of New Westminster.  This has meant travelling with Archdeacon John Struthers, the Director of Deacons, to visit congregations who are considering having a deacon.  A few years ago John purchased a GPS device to guide us on our trips.  A quiet voice would say, ‘After one kilometre turn right.’ or ‘At the next light turn left.’  Well, I can tell you that it was a rare trip that did not include an argument between John, the GPS and me.  I remember vividly one trip when John, a life-long Vancouver resident, the GPS, a digital device with no driving experience, and me, at that time a regular visitor to many parishes, had a shouting match in a Tim Horton’s parking lot.  We knew where we were going; we had a map, but we needed a dependable guide.
            Just as John, the GPS and I all sought to guide the journey, sometimes in agreement, sometimes in disagreement, so too do we Christians have three guides:  the Scriptures, the tradition, the contemporary experience of the Christian communities throughout the world.  We all know where we are going:  the kingdom of God.  We all have a common map:  Jesus of Nazareth.  But we are faced with the continuing challenge of discerning how the Scriptures, the tradition and contemporary Christian experience help us find the best route to our destination given several alternatives.
            It is the search for the best route to the kingdom that leads us to read the Scriptures, both in worship and in study, in the company of others, whether those in the pews next to us or those who speak to us through the printed word.  It is the search for the best route to God’s reign of justice and peace that leads us to know our traditions and how they have shaped us and, from time to time, misshaped us.  It is the search for the best route to God’s shalom that we meet to pray and study with other Christians, sometimes in harmony, sometimes in disharmony, to learn their insights on how best to follow the Way.

On the Way
            When I first began travelling as priest and professor with national and international obligations as well as local ones, I tolerated travel.  I was always more interested in the destination and did not pay attention to the journey itself.  Over the years this has changed significantly; I now enjoy travelling, for the most part, and I am very happy to arrive at an airport early to watch all the comings and goings.  Don’t get me wrong; I look forward to arriving at my destination, but there is so much to learn from observing other travellers, from passing through new way-stations.
            In our baptism God set us upon a journey towards wholeness, a pilgrimage to a promised future where all of God’s creatures shall be free to be the creature God intends them to be and to be in right relationship with each other.  But in the meantime we should not lose sight of the possibilities of experiencing that future in the present.  When we follow the Way of Jesus in the company of the Scriptures, the tradition and other Christians, even other persons of faith, then we will be prepared to pause from time to time to rejoice when the promise becomes reality:  when justice is done to those who have long been denied justice; when the hungry are fed and the naked clothed; when enemies make peace; when ancient disputes are settled and reconciliation occurs.  In those moments we have ‘arrived’, if even briefly.  It is those moments that give us the strength to ‘keep calm and carry on’.
            My friends, we know where we are going.  We have a Map and several Guides.  May our journey be filled with joy and may we have the grace to experience the promised future in the present.  Amen.
           


Sunday, October 27, 2013

I Was Glad

I was privileged today, in my capacity as Regional Dean of the Granville-Point Grey Deanery,  to preach at Saint John's Shaughnessy on the occasion of the celebration of the Parish's dedication.

Click here for an audio recording of the Sermon as preached at the 10.00 Eucharist at Saint John's.


Celebration of the Anniversary of Dedication
27 October 2013

Saint John’s Shaughnessy
Vancouver BC

Focus text:  Psalm 122

         Singing has been a part of my life as long as I can remember.  My mother at the age of 81 still has a wonderful soprano voice.  My father, who died a month ago, did not have a great voice, but he always was surrounded by music whether working at home or at his office.  As a boy growing up in a home filled with music and who had a reasonable voice, I was enrolled in the parish choir as a treble and then, wonder of wonders, when my voice changed, a tenor, one of the rarest commodities in the vocal world of the church these days.

         My seminary, Nashotah House in Wisconsin, has had a reputation for music, especially choral music.  All seminarians in my day had to participate in a music class during their first year.  We learned how to chant the psalms and other liturgical texts as well as sing new hymn texts that were emerging as the Episcopal Church was moving to publish a new hymnal.  What I did not know was that the music director of the seminary used music class to scout out possible talent for his double- and triple-quartet male ensembles.

         One day he ambled over to me during music class.  I have to admit I felt a bit uncomfortable by his invasion of my personal space.  He lingered next to me for what seemed to be an eternity.  The next day, after morning chapel, he asked me if I would be willing to join the double-quartet.  I immediately said ‘yes’, but I would later regret this hasty decision.

        At the first rehearsal I was handed a thick score entitled ‘I was glad’.  Before I could digest a single page, the music director, who was also our organist, played the magnificent chords that begin this majestic anthem.  Quickly I was thrown into the maelstrom of the music and, to my horror, noted the tenor entrance and its immediate demand that I and my fellow tenors hit a rather high note in our ranges.  Things didn’t improve as we continued to navigate the inter-weaving lines without a break.  We, the daughters and sons of the American War of Independence, weren’t quite sure what to do with some acclamations Parry had included in what was originally a coronation anthem:  ‘Vivat Regina!  Vivat Regina Elizabetha!’  By the end of eight minutes, the rough length of this piece, we were vocally, intellectually and physically shell-shocked.  ‘Not too bad for a first reading,’ our director said, ‘not ready for Westminster Abbey yet, but we will be.’  For a moment I thought that he was serious about Westminster Abbey, but then realized he was joking.

         I am grateful to Father Michael for inviting me to be with you this morning as we celebrate the anniversary of the dedication of this Parish.  I am equally glad that the conditions of my invitation did not include the requirement that I reprise my youthful encounter with the choral demands of Parry’s setting of Psalm 122.  But it is about this psalm that I want to share some reflections with you on this occasion.  If it please you, I’ll offer you an aging tenor’s take on this psalm’s message to us as we journey through this second decade of the twenty-first century.

         Psalm 122 is what biblical scholars call a ‘psalm of ascent’.  These psalms are songs that we believe pilgrims to Jerusalem sang as they approached the city to celebrate the great festivals of the Jewish liturgical year.  Even today, just outside modern Jerusalem, there is an overlook on the highway where you can pull over and recite Psalm 122 as you see the city for the first time.

         Pilgrimages are special journeys that include many common features such as moving from the edges of our lives to the centre, from the ordinary to the sacred, from the mundane to the meaningful, from the normal to the symbolic, from the present to the past. [1]  One writer describes a pilgrimage with these words:  “To return to a holy place on pilgrimage is like homecoming or reunion time, a return to the roots, to the source, to the ‘mother’ who still sustains and nourishes.” [2]  For all the years of its existence Saint John’s and all the parish churches throughout the world have had the potential to be just such holy places where people can return week after week, year after year, decade after decade, to a place where these pilgrims can rediscover the roots of their faith and to be sustained and nourished in the on-going journey of life beyond these places of memory and hope.

         But what are the roots of our faith that are to be found in these holy places?  Today’s psalm offers us three:  unity, judgement and peace.  Certainly we who have endured the past ten years of conflict and controversy, whether as members of Saint John’s or as members of the other parishes of the Diocese, know how much we may desire unity, how much we may fear judgement, how much we may long for peace.  But what do these words mean for us today?

         Too often in our society the word ‘unity’ is confused with ‘uniformity’.  Unity is a far more difficult task than its shadow cousin uniformity.  While uniformity has its place, especially in those dimensions of our lives where concrete uniform measures may mean the difference between life and death, unity relies on a commitment of the heart, mind, soul and strength to maintain relationships even when these are tested by diverse opinions on some of the great questions of how we as Christians should live.  If we believe Paul’s conviction expressed in 1 Corinthians 12.3 that no one can say ‘Jesus is Lord’ unless he or she is led by the Spirit, then unity means holding fast to one another even as we struggle to understand what it means to call Jesus ‘Lord’.  Unity means that those who confess that the Scriptures are the Word of God and contain all things necessary to salvation are called to listen to one another as we seek to discern what is necessary to salvation and what is not.

         Too often in our society ‘judgement’ is confused with ‘condemnation’.  Judgement is the process of discernment by which we seek to know which treasures from our past are best left in our congregational closets and which treasures are life-sustaining in the present moment.  Judgement may mean deciding that new insights, new perspectives, new language may, if fact, be truer to the roots of our faith than long-held ones.  Judgement helps us identify the difference between nostalgia for a long-lost mythic past and the genuine tradition, the faith handed down to us from the first followers of Jesus of Nazareth, a heritage that enlivens our faith and practice.

         In all our pilgrimages we seek ‘peace’ but not the peace that the world names peace.  In Welsh, one of the ancestral languages of my family, there are two words that are sometimes translated into English as ‘peace’.  One means ‘the absence of conflict’, the other ‘the presence of wholeness, well-being, fulfillment’.  The Hebrew word used throughout today’s psalm is shalom whose root meaning is akin to the second Welsh word.  Jerusalem, the psalmist sings, is to be a place of wholeness, well-being and fulfillment not merely a place where conflict is absent.  For Christians this shalom is what we hope for in God’s coming reign when every human being will be treated with dignity, when the integrity of creation is restored and all creation rejoices in the fullness of life which is its heritage from the very beginning of the universe.

         My friends, when we come to worship in one of these holy places, we come in search of unity, judgement and peace.  Every congregation that dares to claim that it is a place of worship has the potential to be just such a holy place where people discover that diversity is not a threat to community but a potential strength just as a laminated beam is often stronger than a single tree trunk.  Every religious community, especially those that claim a reverence for God’s word as found in the Scriptures, has the potential to be a holy place where we learn to pack our bags carefully for the journey of faith, to judge which of the many gifts from our heritage are of use for us in the present moment.  Every building that bears the sign of the cross has the potential to be a sign that ‘the Lord is here’ in the midst of neighbourhoods that are desperate to know wholeness, well-being and fulfillment as they face the challenges of a consumer society.

         On this day we give thanks to God that Saint John’s has been a place of pilgrimage, in times of quiet as well as in times of conflict.  We give thanks that this building stands as a symbol of God’s invitation to all human beings to live in the shalom of God, not just in some distant future but in this present moment as well.  Just as the psalmist expressed the hopes and joys of pilgrims making the ascent into Jerusalem so many centuries ago, let me voice my hope that you and all the pilgrims who come within these precincts might find joy and peace and be empowered to go forth to be agents of God’s kingdom:

         I pray for your peace, my sisters and brothers.  May all who love you prosper.  May peace be within your walls and quietness within your halls.  For the sake of all the people who seek the roots of their faith, I pray for your prosperity.  Because this is surely a holy place, a place of pilgrimage for all who desire unity, for all who seek wise judgement and for all who long for the peace of God’s reign, I and all your fellow pilgrims in this Deanery and Diocese will seek to do you good.  May our God, who knows the hearts of all, fulfill these words in our generation.  Amen.




[1] Craddock, Preaching Through the Christian Year:  Year A (1992), 6.

[2] Craddock (1992), 6.