Tuesday, December 23, 2008

My Christmas Gift to You

3 Priceless "Jedisms", all from one day--today:

1. Today my sister-in-law took her kids and "Jed" to see Santa. When my son told Santa that he wanted a chainsaw, a pitchfork, and a camera for Christmas, Santa responded with perplexity, as many people do. He remarked to "Jed": "Wow! A chainsaw? Well, I guess you want to be a lumberjack when you grow up!"

To which my son said, in his thick southern accent:

"I didn't say nuthin' 'bout bein' a lumberjack! I just said I wanted a chainsaw!"

2. Sitting at dinner, with my sister, her husband, and our parents, "Jed" was drinking from an orange Halloween cup with black bats on it. My mother said "You've got a Halloween cup!"

My son replied:
"Yep. It has bats on it. Bats are good because they eat mosquitos that suck your blood."

As we were laughing at that, my brother-in-law (who works in pest control) said: "I can show you how to catch bats so you can have one to take to school for show and tell."

And then, from "Jed," the priceless and sarcastic response of a not-yet-four-year-old:
"Well, congratulations, Jeremy. Congratulations."

3. Last, but not least: As he was going to the tub for his bath, where he plays as I type, he got excited about the toys he could play with. So he exclaimed:
"Holy mackerel with cheese on top!"

WHERE DOES HE GET THIS STUFF?

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Last Week's Morning Minutes: November 24-28

Monday, November 24

Tonight I will be telling a little Christmas story at Edisto Gardens. Tonight I look forward to walking with those children, including my son, through the light displays that will fill the night. I’ll be there for the Kids’ Walk at 6:00 p.m., and I hope many children will join me.Tonight I will be telling a little Christmas story at Edisto Gardens. Tonight I look forward to walking with those children, including my son, through the light displays that will fill the night. I’ll be there for the Kids’ Walk at 6:00 p.m., and I hope many children will join me.

Tonight, I think, it will really feel like the Advent season is about to begin. Advent, which leads to Christmas will not officially start in the church until this Sunday, though.

In our culture it seems, Christmas starts earlier and earlier each year. One area station I know of is already playing all Christmas music. And for this, I am sad.

See, when we go ahead and celebrate Christmas before Christmas Eve arrives, we miss out on the joy of expectation fulfilled. If we wait patiently, holding our breath until the Savior arrives to save us, we gain blessings we could not have known otherwise.

I like to celebrate Advent before Christmas. There can be great lessons learned as we wait on things: especially as we wait on the coming of Christ. What have you learned while waiting in your life? What are you waiting for now, and what might God be trying to say to you there?

Tuesday, November 25

There’s a little known Old Testament book in the Bible called “Nahum”. Nahum was a prophet who was given one vision from the Lord to speak of, a vision about Ninevah. Ninevah was the capital of the ancient nation Assyria, and was located across the Tigris River from present-day Mosul, Iraq. There’s a little known Old Testament book in the Bible called “Nahum”. Nahum was a prophet who was given one vision from the Lord to speak of, a vision about Ninevah. Ninevah was the capital of the ancient nation Assyria, and was located across the Tigris River from present-day Mosul, Iraq.

In Nahum’s day, Assyria had conquered the kingdom of God’s people Israel and was a fearsome power. But Nahum’s vision said that God’s wrath would be poured out on Assyria for their abuses and force. Nahum says: “The Lord…rages against his enemies. The Lord is slow to anger but great in power, and will by no means clear the guilty.”

It is not God’s desire for nations to get so drunk on power that they harm God’s children. Though we may look at the world and wonder why the Lord is not pouring out wrath and judgment on nations who do not follow the divine will, we can be assured that judgment will come. What was true of God in Nahum’s day is still true today. Vengeance belongs to the Lord, and it will come upon those who set themselves as enemies of God. Today, let us pray to be faithful to God as a people, and let us pray that all nations will turn to the Lord, that we all may see God’s salvation.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Cooks are preparing turkeys and dressing. Families are traveling. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. But not everyone finds it easy to give thanks this season.

As happy families gather around tables, many are lonely or grieving. For many, this is the first Thanksgiving without someone who was a part of them. As yams bubble in lots of ovens, many other kitchens have bare cupboards, in homes where parents struggle to put food on the table each day. As many of us stuff our bellies with food, many others are too sick to eat.

Yes, for many, today it can feel pretty hard to give thanks.

So today, tomorrow, indeed during this whole season, let those of us who can and do lift joyful prayers of thanks to the Lord for our many blessings also offer a different kind of prayer.

Let us pray for those who, for reasons of poor health, grief, hurt, or poverty have difficulty counting blessings. Let us pray that the Lord will shower them with grace and provision. Let us also pray that God will use us to be blessings of care for them. Let us listen for the call to care and be open to the movement of the Lord’s Spirit in this and every season.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Today is Thanksgiving Day. We celebrate bountiful gifts of God’s harvest on this day; we count our blessings. Today, we also pray for those who find it hard to give thanks. And I’d like to invite us today into one more form of prayer: that of confession.Today is Thanksgiving Day. We celebrate bountiful gifts of God’s harvest on this day; we count our blessings. Today, we also pray for those who find it hard to give thanks. And I’d like to invite us today into one more form of prayer: that of confession.

As we teach our children about this holiday, we accentuate the positive. That is natural. And there are beautiful things about the origin of this day and the origin of our nation. But there area also things that we as a nation may find it hard to confess. European settlers certainly did not always treat Native peoples in the “new world” in a manner worthy of God. Today, as a result, many Native American communities are caught in poverty and lack of education.

This history teaches us that, as noble as we humans are, we do not always act in ways that are noble. We can always learn from our mistakes and do better. More than that, we can thank God in this and every season that the Holy Spirit never gives up on us, and keeps working within us to make us more the people God created us to be. Let us pray today for our nation and all its peoples, that the Lord would work in mighty ways to make us righteous and holy altogether.

Friday, November 28, 2008

I will not mention any names, but certain members of my extended family have a long-standing tradition for this day. They are the early-bird shoppers of the day after Thanksgiving. Each Thanksgiving Thursday after we eat, they begin to scrounge through the newspaper ads for the best Christmas gift deals. They get up long before the sun, and they begin to shop.

Today, I would like to challenge us to a new kind of shopping tradition. What if this Christmas, we made or wrote or crafted all our Christmas gifts? Or what if all of our gifts were donations the favorite charities of our friends and family members, made in their names? What if we used our online computer access to research environmentally-friendly or fair-trade gifts to give? Or what if we vowed within our families and circles of friends to give the gift of time this Christmas, rather than anything money can buy? At the very least, perhaps we could all agree to spend less on material things, so that we might focus on the spiritual blessings of the season.

What do you say? I’ll be starting some new Christmas gift-giving traditions this season. Will you join me?

Monday, November 24, 2008

Last Week's Morning Minutes: November 17-21

Monday, November 17, 2008

Last week I traveled to Alabama with my mother and my son. Alabama is my mother’s home, and where her mother and two sisters still live. While there, several crises arose. We were able to be present in the midst of them.

Too often, families become estranged because of miles or anger, apathy or inability to communicate. When this happens, we forget how to love the family members God has given us with the active care that is the hallmark of divine love. And when that happens, we are in danger of forgetting how to love anyone at all, aside from ourselves.

Mother Teresa once said: “I have a conviction that I want to share with you. Love begins at home, and every[one] should try to make sure that deep family love abides in his or her home. Only when love abides at home can we share it with the…neighbor. Then it will show forth and you will be able to say… “yes, love is here.” And then you will be able to share it with everyone around you.

Today, let us love those God has given us as family, sharing care, forgiveness, and unity. Thus may we learn the ways of love to share in the world beyond our houses and our bloodlines.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

“Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ,” the Apostle writes in Ephesians. And then he gets specific to marriage. “Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord…Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy.”

Too often, we forget in marriage and other relationships that God has called us to be self-sacrificial, self-giving, self-less instead of selfish. We want to control, dominate, make the rules, get our way.

But the Lord teaches us through the Holy Scriptures that, as Christ our Lord willingly gave himself for the sinners he loved, so we are to humble ourselves and willingly give ourselves to those we have promised to love, honor, and cherish. This is a call to husbands and wives, children and parents, friends and neighbors, strangers and co-workers. Each person around us is a child of God equal to us in God’s eyes. The relationships to which we are called are marked by self-giving agape love, willing submission of our own desires for the building up of another.

Today, let us all examine how well we are acting in selfless love, sacrificial giving, and willing submission in our relationships. Today, might we be willing to put away our own selfish desires, and look to the joy and welfare of the ones we love?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

“For I know the plans I have for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope.”

These words were spoken through the prophet Jeremiah to the people of God at a desperate time. The people were devoid of hope; they no longer knew who they were or what they were supposed to do.

God knew their desperation. The Lord knew their confusion. And into that desperate situation, God spoke to them the word that said “I have plans for you, for your life. That plan is for peace and not harm. I offer you a future with hope.”

Today, many of us may feel desperate or confused. We may wonder what we’re here for, what we’re supposed to do. But just as God once spoke to Israel, God still speaks to us. God has put us, each of us, here for a purpose, a good purpose in the Lord’s great plan of salvation. Each of us is unique, with a particular role to play in the healing of the world and those around us. Hear today the word of God: “I know the plans I have for you, says the LORD, plans for peace and not harm. I offer you a future with hope.” Today, the word is for you and me. Believe it.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

This morning, I and other area ministers, are speaking at the Fellowship of Christian Athletes prayer breakfast. FCA is a vital ministry in our community, and it is my joy to be able to engage in prayer for our youth with them on this day. The theme of the morning is “Rescuing and Embracing our Youth and Community through Character.”

What FCA knows is the truth: our youth today do indeed need to be rescued from the things that would keep them from full and abundant life in Christ, and they need to be embraced in love. Orangeburg County as a “community of character” is seeking in many ways to do just those things.

Today, let us say special prayers for our young people. Youth of today are affected by things that, just a generation ago, were unheard of. They have temptations most adults cannot comprehend. They fight battles with evil that leave them feeling alone and torn apart.

More than anything, our young people need the love of God and of the community, who shapes in them a character that can endure and triumph, no matter what they face. Let us pray today for our youth. And let us commit to rescue and embrace them with whatever tools we have available.

Friday, November 21

Today, my son’s preschool is holding their Thanksgiving program. I look forward to seeing my little boy up there singing songs of thanks to God, wearing his little Thanksgiving costume. The other day, he came home dressed as an American Indian from school. They are learning about the first Thanksgiving.

As he learns, I hope he learns that Thanksgiving teaches many lessons. First among them is that as we prepare to gather with family or friends, in churches and homes, around turkey and dressing, yams, green beans, and pecan pie, we must always remember to focus our time of joy on giving thanks to God, who is the source of every good and perfect gift.

The day is called “Thanksgiving” because that is what the day is set aside to do: give thanks to the LORD for the goodness provided at harvest time, when the land brings forth the abundance of food we need to thrive, due to the design and nature of God. As we gather with family in this season of thanks, let us gather in the knowledge of the abundance of God’s love, generosity, and forgiveness, and let us allow those same gifts to flow through us to others.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Too long since a "Jedism" was shared...

Nothing our son has said recently has really "screamed" to be put in the blog, but this week changed that.

So, here's a "Jedism" for you for Thanksgiving week.

The other day a volunteer, and dear member, at the church was wrapping a shoebox to send to Operation Christmas Child. She didn't need the rest of the wrapping paper, so she offered it to me. I gladly accepted.

When I walked in the door at home, I was carrying the roll of giftwrap. My son ran to the door to meet me (he does this whenever he hears my key in the door--it's precious).

"Hey, mommy!" he yelled gleefully, and then, spotting what was in my hand:

"Oh, wow!!" (grabbing the roll of paper now and holding the end to his eye like a telescope) "Is this for playing pirate!!??"
I guess we hadn't told him it was almost time to wrap Christmas gifts!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Last Week's Morning Minutes

Monday, November 10, 2008

I’m reading The Shack by William Young. If you haven’t read it, I recommend it. The story follows a man who has experienced great tragedy as God encounters him at the place of his greatest pain. Through this divine encounter, the main character learns who God is in a very different way than he ever imagined possible.

We humans like to “put God in a box”. We tend to stick to images and ideas of God that we’ve been taught by other flawed human beings without delving too deeply into the self-revelation of the Lord in Jesus Christ. But we as Christians believe that when we look at Jesus, when we encounter Jesus—in worship, in the face of another, through humble service, or in the pages of the Bible—then right there we also encounter the Creator: the Holy God.

Today, Jesus wants us to see him, know him, experience him. How can we open ourselves up to meeting him? Can we speak to a stranger in whose eyes we see light? Can we read a page of the Holy Scriptures? Can we offer a hand to someone in need? Can we pray? These are ways we can open ourselves to Jesus, ways he just might meet you and me today.

Tuesday, November 11

Today is Veterans’ Day. We give thanks for the service of men and women in uniform, of all generations, who have willingly given themselves to pursue justice and freedom for people around the world and to provide protection for all of us here.

Today let us pray for our veterans. I borrow from a group of Franciscans these words:
O God, We ask for blessings on all those who have served their country in the armed forces. We ask for healing for the veterans who have been wounded, in body and soul, in conflicts around the globe. Bring solace to them, O Lord; may we pray for them when they cannot pray. We ask for an end to wars and the dawning of a new era of peace, as a way to honor all the veterans of past wars.

Have mercy on all our veterans from World War II, Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan. Bring peace to their hearts and peace to the regions they fought in. Bless all the soldiers who served in non-combative posts; May their calling to service continue in their lives in many positive ways. Give us all the creative vision to see a world which, grown weary with fighting, moves to affirming the life of every human being and so moves beyond war. Hear our prayer, O Prince of Peace, hear our prayer

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Our church and others are busy right now collecting and filling shoeboxes. Many of you have heard of this ministry of the Franklin Graham Evangelistic Association, called Operation Christmas Child. Come Christmas Day, thousands upon thousands of children all over the world, who would not otherwise have received a single gift for Christmas, will get a shoebox filled up with love with goodies and with signs of Jesus’ love. Through the boxes, these children will encounter the truth of God’s gift to our world, the gift of salvation.

It is easy to forget that our role every day is to spread the good news and the love of Christ. As we go about filling shoeboxes and thinking of the children who will receive them, let us also seek other ways each day to bring a good tiding to someone around us who may desperately need to hear one.

Write a note of care, offer a listening ear, commit yourself to do the thing that you know God has asked you to do for another. Tell someone Jesus loves them. Don’t be afraid or ashamed to mention it, to offer it. Just consider it a shoebox full of love, full of goodness, offered to a child of God.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Our church, like many congregations, has committed itself to a program, an ongoing intentional process, called Natural Church Development, or NCD. NCD originally came out of a research project conducted by a German man named Christian Schwartz. Christian Schwartz wanted to know what made a congregation, any congregation any place of any denomination, healthy and vibrant. So he studied 1,000 of them.

By now, tens of thousands of churches have been studied, and the NCD process of improving church health has been birthed, developed, and fine-tuned. It has become a way for all kinds of churches to be intentional about becoming, and growing ever more healthy.

The theory is: no human, no organism, and no organization is perfectly healthy. And just as humans need to have regular doctor’s check-up’s to find the unhealthy places and improve ourselves, so the church needs the same kind of thing. Just as God wants people to be healthy and at their best, God wants the same for the church.

The church, a family, any group of people: we’re all like a person who can be healthier if we’ll just commit ourselves to the processes: a person may need to quit smoking, a family may need to develop better communication, a church may need to learn how to better structure its church life. We can all get healthier, as individuals and groups. What will make you and those around you healthier today in Christ?


Sunday, November 16, 2008

Today's Sermon

Just Do Your Job:
Proper A28: I Thessalonians 5:1-11; Matthew 25:14-30
Kristen R. Richardson-Frick
November 15, 2008
St. Paul’s UMC

We’re in the “Between Times.” That’s what the people who talk about these things for a living call it….the In-Between Times. That is, we live, move, and exist in the time BETWEEN Jesus’ first coming and his last, BETWEEN the initiation of the kingdom of God on earth and its completion, BETWEEN the giving of the gift of the Spirit and the full pouring out of it on all creation. We live in between. And if you ask any middle child, you know that living in between can be tough.

Jesus knew it would be tough to live in between. The Apostle Paul knew it was tough. And both of them wanted us to have some words of comfort and instruction to get us by, to keep us focused, as we live there. Jesus was talking to his disciples, who had just asked him about the end-times. Paul was writing to the believers in Thessolonika, who obviously had some questions about Jesus’ return at the end of time, and what would happen to those who died before that time and at it. And both Jesus and Paul seem to turn attention away from the question itself in order to say something that goes much more important.

The disciples have asked Jesus, after he prophesied that the great Temple would be destroyed, how they will know when the end of time is (they obviously think that the destruction of the Temple will mean the end-times have arrived). And that question has prompted Jesus to say many things about what the end will look like. We’ll look at Jesus’ words more in-depth on Wednesday night after our meal (there’s a plug for the study), but for now be content to hear that Jesus used the familiar images of wars and rumors of wars, false messiahs, earthquakes, and amines. He tells the disciples they will be persecuted and mistreated, but that the good news will spread through all the nations. He talks about a “desolating sacrilege” in the holy place in the temple and cries woe for women who are pregnant or nursing in those days. He says the Son of Man will come like lightning and that there will be signs in the heavens, and that the elect will be gathered to him.

But then he says, “But as for WHEN all this will happen, not even I know that. It will be unexpected, like when people were going about their business in Noah’s day, and suddenly the flood washed them away…like all of a sudden while two women were grinding meal, one disappears…like a man goes away on a trip and has no idea that a burglar is coming to steal his stuff in the night.

Then Jesus proceeds to give the “sooooo….” to the disciples. He says, “So, since you don’t know when the end is coming, but you know that it is coming, be like the faithful servant who was faithfully keeping the household running when the master of the house returned unexpectedly. Don’t be like the wicked servant who thought his master would be gone a while, so proceeded to get drunk and beat up on the other servants, only to find the master return as the household spiraled out of control on account of him. The master will punish that servant.

“Or think about this: the kingdom of heaven coming that day will be like this: there were ten bridesmaids anxiously awaiting the bridegrooms arrival. Some, assuming he was coming shortly, bought a little bit of oil to keep their lamps lit. Others didn’t know how long he would take, so they bought an extra supply. So when the bridegroom took a while, the anxious bridesmaids fell asleep and their lamps went out. When the cry came out in the middle of the night that the groom was coming, the ones with extra oil were in good shape, but the ones without had to run into town to buy more. They missed the groom’s arrival and were shut out of the party.

“Or think about it this way: There was a man who was going on a journey. So he called together his servants and entrusted all his assets, his property and their tasks to them. To one servant he entrusted $ 5 million, to another $ 2 million, to another $ 1 million. Now the servants had worked for the master for a long time. They had had the opportunity to watch him, to see how he operated, what was important to him. Two perceived him in one way, and the third saw him differently. The first two servants went out and immediately began taking risks with the money, spending and investing it in such a way as to grow it, to get a good ‘return on investment.’ The third took the $ 1 million and buried in the ground.

“When the master of the estate returned, he called back the servants to take back control of his property and wealth. The first was happy to report that he had taken the $ 5 million and made $ 5 million more for the master. The second had a similar report. And they both heard those words we all so long to hear: ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will entrust much more to you now. Enter into the joy of your master!” But it was not so with the third servant, who came before the master saying: ‘I knew you were a hard man, punishing, and so I was afraid. I hid your $ 1 million in the ground, and here it is back for you.’ For this servant, the master had only words of condemnation.”

And this last story of Jesus makes me wonder: did that third servant really KNOW his master? What made him see only a harsh tyrant in a master who entrusted a fortune and an estate to his servants, who obviously only wanted to see them invest it well and make it bear fruit? Or rather, what had the other two servants seen in the master that let them know that if he were there, he would be investing the small fortune so it would grow? What had given them the confidence to take risks with what they had been given so they could do what the master did? How did they know that this was the job they’d been entrusted to do?

So often, I think, we take our Lord for a harsh tyrant. We, like the third servant, cower in fear and bury the amazing gifts of the Holy Spirit with which we’ve been entrusted. We forget that we are living as stewards of God’s estate, to care for it as Christ would, in between the time that the generous and risk-taking master has been here, and the time he returns. We neglect the gifts we’ve been asked to make grow into something beautifully abundant for God’s kingdom. We become like the bridesmaids who let the lamps go out, like the servant who decides he’s got enough time before the master of the house returns that he can get drunk and mistreat his peers. And Jesus and Paul have warnings about that: if we fail to be faithful servants of the master, to bear good fruit for him, to keep the light burning for him, to stay self-controlled and loving for him, then there will be a reckoning. We will face that judgment at a time we least expect.

This is why Paul writes with a plea in his words: “Let us not fall asleep as others do, but let us stay alert and sober. We belong to the day, to the light. Defend yourself against the night, the dark. Put on faith and love like a breastplate. Put on the hope of your salvation like a helmet, for we are not destined for God’s wrath, but for salvation and joy in Jesus Christ, who died for us so that we may live always with him. Encourage each other, build each other up, in this, as you already are.”

You may wonder why we’re engaging in the Natural Church Development process, why we’re shifting the structure and operation of the church around, why we celebrate Communion once a month, why I do the things I do or say the things I say the way I say and do them, in worship and teaching and preaching. It’s because I know the Master. I know the abundance of the gifts he’s entrusted to us, as individuals and as a church. I know the way he has worked and the tasks he’s entrusted to us in this in between time.

And I so desperately do NOT want to see us be the unfaithful servant. I so do NOT want to see us consciously or unconsciously become drunk, lazy, or abusive of God’s other children. I so do NOT want us to let the lamp go out, or bury the master’s treasure in the ground.

But I so DO want to see us, as individuals and as a church, remain faithful and care-ful as we tend the Master’s house and engage in his work with God’s fellow children. I so DO want us to keep the lamp-light of Christ burning so a dark world will be drawn to its light. I so DO want to see us take the gifts we’ve been given, the very treasure of Jesus: the good news of God’s salvation, the assurance of forgiveness, the promise of healing, the touch of grace, the love of Christ, the gifts of the Spirit, and make them grow so that everyone in Orangeburg knows how we’re investing God’s goodness, so that everyone around us is brought into the goodness of salvation with us.

I so DO want to see us be the faithful servants God has made and entrusted us to be, because I know the joys that come with faithfulness, and the consequences of unfaithfulness. All we have to do is just do our job while we live in between. We don’t have to know when the Master is returning, just that he is, and that he wants to find us faithfully at work when he does. It’s simple if we want to be ready, Jesus tells us: Just do your job.

Jesus will talk more about what faithfulness and unfaithfulness look like next week, what doing the job he’s given us looks like, and so will I, but for now, let us pray:

Loving master, you have entrusted us with a great fortune and asked us to use it to grow your kingdom. You have asked us to keep the light burning as we await the bridegroom’s arrival. Forgive us when we fall asleep, when we forget our role, when we fail to do the job you’ve asked us to do. Cleanse us now, make us faithful again. Send your Spirit to empower us again with your gifts, and to help us be the faithful servants you need in this time in between. Amen.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Since the last post is still the post-election one...

I'll post a link to a celebrity's letter to President-Elect Obama.
I thought it was pretty good and thought-provoking.

We Christians ought to know a little something about sacrifice, shouldn't we?
Regardless of your thoughts on how the election went, now is the time to pray and to dedicate ourselves to the work God is calling us to as a nation.

Paula Poundstone has some ideas on that.
I pray that our new president does, too.
Enjoy!

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=96890409&sc=emaf

Thursday, November 6, 2008

A Pastoral Letter to My Congregation Regarding the Election

Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus
+ Philippians 3:6-7

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change…
+ Psalm 1:1-2a

Dear Sisters and Brothers in Christ,

On Tuesday, our nation elected a new president. Barack Obama will become the next leader of our nation. While for many this moment was a watershed of progress and hope, for many others Obama’s election raised fear and concern.

Over the past week, I have heard some speaking about our next president as a “savior” figure. I have heard others refer to him as “anti-christ.” I have heard confident people express deep satisfaction at our democratic process and its result, and others concerned that our nation faces uncertainties with an Obama administration that it would not have under a McCain one.

To all of these uncertainties, opinions, and fears, God has a word to speak. The scriptures that are the heading of this letter are the Lord’s word to us in this and every time.

We must remember as we look ahead to January and beyond: We believe that God the Creator is Sovereign. We worship Jesus as Lord of lords and King of kings. We trust that the Holy Spirit is and will be at work in and among the people who trust in God. We must rely on the promises that, no matter what the future holds, good or bad, God our Lord always holds us and our eternal future, if we follow Christ Jesus in the way that leads to life. Therefore we have nothing to fear or dread in this life.

In the coming weeks, we must also remind ourselves and others that Barack Obama is simply a man: a man who gave his life to Jesus Christ at a church altar 20 years ago and was baptized in the one Holy Spirit we all share, a man who pledges love and loyalty to this nation, and a man who we pray will humble himself before the Lord, seeking God’s guidance, during his time of leadership.

Let us be always in a spirit of prayer for our nation, that God’s peace will be sent to and among us, that we may grow in the ways of Christ, and that we may comfort one another with the assuring words of the God’s presence and promise. Let us pray for all our leaders, especially lifting our president- and vice-president-elect.

And let us always seek first the kingdom of God and the Lord’s righteousness, knowing that as we do, we become a light to the nations and a sign of God’s peace, hope, promise, and sovereignty in this and every age.

Love in Christ,

Pastor Kristen

Monday, November 3, 2008

Celebrating All Saints': Today's Morning Minute

Monday, November 3, 2008

Yesterday at St. Paul’s, just as in many churches, we celebrated All Saints’ Sunday. Each year on November 1, Christians all over the world stop, remember, give thanks, and worship. For each November 1 is All Saints’ Day, or All Hallows’ Day.

We may think of the saints as people different from us. But in its most basic form, the term “saint” simply means “one who is being sanctified, or made holy by the Holy Spirit at work within him or her.” So, if you are hearing the sound of my voice, and if you have asked the Spirit of Jesus Christ to come into your heart and life and make you like Jesus, make you holy, then you, my friend, are a saint. Just like the 14 people our church named on Sunday, those who have been removed from our membership roll to the membership roll of the Church Expectant in heaven, you and I are created and called to be saints, people who show those around us what God is like, people who are being made more like Jesus by the Holy Spirit each day. You are a saint.

Never thought of yourself that way? Well, start. Each day, wake up and say to yourself in the mirror: “I am a saint. Lord, help me behave like one.”

Saturday, November 1, 2008

On the Death of Trick-or-treating: A Lament


In one of the little towns I which I was ministering last year, they do it right. The kids and their friends from my former church all pile into a trailer behind of the dads' pick-up's, and they go from house-to-house trick-or-treating.


Everyone sits on front porches and hands out good things for the children to enjoy, and everyone oohs and aahs over the kids' cute costumes. Other children are all running around the neighborhood, and it's just good fun. Neighbors get to know each other, and the feeling of community is palpable.


It was not so in our new community last night. Only a couple of houses on each street in our neighborhood had on lights. Only three cars with children in them stopped at our home for treats. And as we walked the streets of our neighborhood looking for inviting front porch lights, all three of us in our cowboy hats, we ran into NO other families.


It was as we walked that I realized: the community I served last year, where my son had the best trick-or-treating experience possible, is probably the exception, rather than the rule, now. People have become so afraid of the neighbors they don't know, so untrusting of others, that most families stick to church or community events for Halloween fun. They don't even go trick-or-treating anymore. And most people in houses on Halloween night have become so disgusted by greedy teenagers wanting candy for free, or even afraid of people taking advantage of an open door to commit crimes, that they no longer turn on the porch light. They stay holed up inside, safe.


Stories like the one I read this morning don't help.


When I was a little girl, things were different. I remember how the neighborhood crawled with kids running from house to house, and I looked forward every year to dressing up as a hobo, or Strawberry Shortcake, or Pippi Longstocking. I remember chatting with neighbors I didn't know, and suddenly they became friends.


When trick-or-treating dies, so does something wholesome and good that taught us that strangers can become friends, that our neighbors are people we can and should care about (even those we don't know), and that a community spirit can be real in our neighborhoods.


I'm sad today.


I'm sad that neighborhood trick-or-treating seems to be a dying tradition.


I don't know what we'll do next Halloween. In the meantime, I'll pray that God will work in a powerful way to take away fear, and to return safety and joy to our communities, so maybe trick-or-treating can make a comeback.


At least my son said he had fun last night. He didn't know any different, not able to remember last year. I guess his joy is all that matters.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Morning Minutes this Week


Monday, October 27
Last week, I spent a few days back up on the campus where I spent my seminary years studying: Duke University. There is something about that place. It isn’t just the beauty of the Gothic-style architecture or the uniform granite facades of the buildings. It isn’t just the beauty of the trees and flowers and shrubs. It isn’t just the liveliness of the young undergraduates.

There is something else that I love about the place: it feels like home. It was a place I was nurtured and formed in the Christian faith. And at its center stands the amazing Duke Chapel, built like a European Gothic Cathedral from centuries past, but serving as a sanctuary of peace for generations of students, including me.

At the center of Duke’s campus stands a beautiful church building, with spires reaching high heavenward, directing all eyes and hearts up to God. At the center of the campus, at its heart, is a huge and tangible reminder. Focus your attention to the Lord.

What is the “Duke Chapel” of your life here? What is it that, when you see it, directs your attention heavenward? Is it a place, a person, an object? I hope it is something, for always, our hearts can find refuge when we focus them upward to God.

Tuesday, October 28
In recent weeks, we’ve heard a lot about the “credit crisis” that we are hoping and praying is soon to resolve itself. I heard something of it from Adam Hamilton at Duke the other week when he spoke there. Rev. Hamilton is the Senior Pastor of the United Methodist Church of the Resurrection in Leewood, Kansas, a church of 14,000 members that was started with about 14 people gathering in a funeral home about 16 years ago.

But Rev. Hamilton wasn’t talking about the church’s story while we were gathered at Duke. Instead he talked about leadership in difficult times. As he spoke about the current economic situation, he quoted an economist as saying that the current crisis is a crisis of faith, and then he pointed out that the word “credit” is the same word as “credo” in Latin, which means “I believe.”
Our whole credit system is based on a belief, a trust, that the person who borrows money will be able and willing to pay it back. When that belief, that trust, is gone, the whole system fails.

Today, where does our belief and trust lie? The markets can fail. Our hopes and dreams based in this world can die. But there is one who never fails us, who never let us down. Will we believe in and trust that One, our Lord today? If so, no crisis can shake us.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008
When I heard Rev. Adam Hamilton speak at Duke he talked about a lack of leadership in such difficult times.

We all know that the world is not the way God intended it. We as humans have messed things all up. In the beginning, God created a garden of peace, a place of tranquility for us, but we tried to grasp what wasn’t ours to have and thus destroyed it all. God created one human race to live in harmony, but we have divided ourselves by tribes who fight and kill each other.

In Jesus, however, God came among us to invite us into a new way of being. In Jesus, God came among us to show us how to live in the peace that was originally created and intended. In Jesus, God gave us the gift of the Holy Spirit to help us live into this vision for humanity.

Rev. Hamilton pointed out that much of our problem as a church and a nation is that we have plenty of people in authority, but too few visionary leaders who can help us move from the brokenness we are in, to the vision of peace that God intends. Today, let’s pray for God to raise up such leaders, and let’s commit ourselves to following them in the way we know is right.

Thursday, October 30, 2008
On Monday, the United Methodist pastors of our area gathered together for prayer, fellowship, and learning. We had the pleasure of hearing from Orangeburg’s Chief of Police, and we were enlightened. As he spoke, he talked about the partnership necessary between Christians and the police, as we both seek to do battle against the evil in this world. And then he talked about one of the most profound manifestations of evil: criminal gangs.

As with most things evil, the evil of gangs is perpetuated by its preying on the young and vulnerable. The recruitment starts in elementary school, and it targets those who feel broken, who are desperate for a place to belong and to feel like a part of something, and don’t know where else to find it.

We have heard our Lord say when he was challenged for keeping company with sinners: “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. Go and learn what this means, ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have come to call not the righteous, but sinners.” We have heard him say, “I was lonely, and you visited me.” We have head him ask us to care for the least, the last, and the lost.
The battle against gangs that prey on our young is a spiritual one against the force of evil. It is about bringing healing and help to those who need it. How can our community and our churches do spiritual battle in this area? I pray we commit ourselves to doing so.

Friday, October 31, 2008
Today is All Hallows’ Eve. That’s what the church calls it. You may call it “Halloween”. Today, Christians can rejoice that our Lord Jesus Christ has defeated evil and death in all their forms. Today, Christians can face the reality of evil still present in the world and say with confidence: you have no power over us, and you will not win this battle. Today, Christians can rest assured that our God is and always will be triumphant over the forces that seek to destroy us.

This is the meaning of Halloween for me. The holiday may have traditions associated with pagan rituals of the past, but for the church, it has become a time to face the reality of evil and to rejoice that God gives the people of Christ victory over it, and protection from its power.
Thus, we can enjoy the simple pleasures of the holiday: giving good treats to children just as God gives goodness to us, and letting little ones enjoy the fun of being a princess or a cowboy for the night.
And we can put candles in our pumpkins, reminding ourselves that we are all like one, a creature out of whom God has scooped the nasty stuff, given a smile to, and put the light of Christ inside, so it can shine for the world. So tonight, have some wholesome fun, and give thanks to God for victory.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Stewardship Sunday Sermon

Giving Ourselves to the Vision:
Consecration Sunday: Proper A25: Deut 34:1-12; 1 Thess 2:1-8; Matt 22:34-46
Kristen R. Richardson-Frick
St. Paul’s UMC
October 26, 2008

Yesterday after our two-day uplifting leadership training, I took my son to Greenville for his “best little buddy’s” birthday. Long ago I grasped the vision of him having a life-long friend in my closest friend, and that involved being at each birthday party. It involved my son jumping with his friend in the jump castle his mom had rented and enjoying seeing his far-away bud. So I spent the money on gas, food, present, and I spent an entire afternoon and evening making it happen. The vision of the day and the friendship had grasped me, so the rest was secondary.

Last night while coming home and driving through Columbia, I heard the old George Harrison (former Beatle) song: “I Got My Mind Set on You”. You remember the lyrics: “I got my mind set on you…gonna take time, a whole lotta precious time...it's gonna take money, a whole lotta spending money...it's gonna take plentya money to do it right, child.” At least in the song, the vision of George courting this lady, of them being together, had grasped him. So spending the time and $ to make it happen was not an issue. The cost was worth it. The sacrifice was simply what was necessary to make the vision happen.

We live according to the visions that grasp us, you see.

A couple dreams of having a family, grasps a vision of making that happen, and they begin to make a priority of it. They talk about it. They try for it, and when they are expecting a little one, they spend time and money at the doctor’s office, making sure everything goes just as it should. The woman makes and effort to take prenatal vitamins. They clear out a room in their house and begin spending lots of time, effort, and $ on making it just the perfect nursery they see in their minds. The vision has grasped them, so the sacrifice is worth it. The time and money spent is secondary, not even an issue.

Or a family gets a vision of a dream home, so they buy a fixer-upper of a house start spending all their extra time and all their disposable income on planning, on lumber, or cabinet builders, or new furniture or watching HGTV to get ideas.

Or a man retires with a vision of traveling. As soon as his party is over, he hops a plane to travel a whole day to get to some exotic location, where he spends exorbitant amounts of money on luxury.

Or a woman desires peace and quiet after she’s raised children and cared for a sick husband. So she buys books and creates a quiet sanctuary in her home filled with a new comfy chair and beautiful potted plants and a view of trees. It takes a good bit of time and money to get it right, but she doesn’t care. She has been grasped by the vision, and the rest is secondary.

Do you see what I mean? We give ourselves to our vision of what the world, our world should be: time, energy, money, blood, sweat, tears…We willingly give them to create the vision.

Often we have no trouble on the kind of visions I’ve described so far, secular ones, not necessarily bad, but having little to do with God’s kingdom creation in the world.

But what about when the vision is God’s for us and the world, and not ours for ourselves? It seems that often we have more trouble on that front.

Tony Campolo, whom you know is one of my favorite preachers, describes how he saw this first hand (in his book Let Me Tell You a Story). Having taken a red-eye flight across the country, exhausted from days of speaking and needing rest, he was met one morning by his secretary who promptly apologized for failing to cancel an early speaking engagement that had previously been on his calendar. It was a World Day of Prayer service for a large group of women. He had to go, even though he was exhausted.

His secretary drove him, and he sat trying to stay awake as the service began. The prayer time came before he was to speak, and the presider brought a request from a missionary woman in Venezuela. She described this missionary, a doctor, who desperately needed $5000 to build an addition onto her medical clinic because there were so many people who needed treatment that she had to have many of them outside, her building was so small. The woman turned to Tony and said: “Dr. Campolo, could you please lead us in a prayer that God will provide the $5000 our missionary needs?” Not thinking clearly because of the exhaustion, Tony could not control his tongue before he said, “No, I won’t. But what I will do is take all the $ I’m carrying on me and put it on the altar and ask everyone else to do the same. No checks, just whatever cash you’ve got. Then I’ll ask God to write out a check for the difference.”

Tony had only $2.25 in cash in his wallet, but he put it down. The presider smiled and said, “Well, we’ve gotten the point,” but Tony said, “No, I don’t think we have. My $2.25 is on the altar—it’s your turn now.” The woman was taken aback, but she pulled out $110 from her purse and put it on the altar. “We’re on our way,” Tony said, and looked at the next woman. One by one, he took 25 minutes to have every single woman present come forward and lay her cash on the altar. At the end they counted: $8000+. Tony said, “The audacity of asking God for $5000, when He has already provided us with more than $8000. We should not be asking God to supply our needs. He already has!” He sat down and said nothing else.

Yes, it can be hard to give ourselves to God’s vision, to embrace God’s vision as our own. It takes a transformed mind, one that is set completely on loving God and neighbor with everything we are and have. Just as Jesus said: the first and greatest commandment is this: to love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, and mind, and the second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.

When our heart, soul, mind, strength is set on this: on loving God and neighbor centrally in lives, when we’ve grasped that vision--God’s vision of a world where the divine will reigns and where people love one another as God loves all of us--then the sacrifice necessary in building God’s kingdom on earth becomes secondary for us. We willingly give ourselves: time, energy, money, blood, sweat, tears, to create God’s vision. For God’s vision has become ours.

Think it doesn’t happen today? To people like us? Consider Gayle Williams, a British woman about my age, who moved from her comfortable life, giving up worldly pleasures and all her time, to live and work in a dangerous place among people who were desperate. She worked for Serve Afghanistan, “which helps young boys and girls who have lost limbs to land mines and bombs” in that war-torn nation. Gayle had been working there because God’s vision of love of these particular neighbors had grasped her. She loved God with all her heart, soul, mind, strength, and these neighbors as herself, so the sacrifices necessary to show these children and adults with them Jesus’ love, and tell these people who had never heard about Jesus’ love all about Him…the sacrifices were secondary—the time, money, effort—not an issue. They were just what was necessary to make the vision a reality.

Gayle was killed this past week by the Taliban in Afghanistan for, as they said, “spreading Christianity.” Her mother Pat told the newspaper The Independent: “Gayle was serving a people that she loved, and felt God called her to be there for such a time as this. We know her life was blessed and she was a blessing to those around her. No one could have asked for a more humble daughter with a more loving heart. She died doing what she felt the Lord had called her [to] and she is definitely with him.”

This week, Gayle joined the long line of Christian Martyrs who were killed for following Christ, for witnessing to him in a hostile world, but she had willingly gone into harms way, because God’s vision had become hers. God’s kingdom vision had grasped her, and she was willing to give it all to see that vision become a reality.

Gayle had entered the line of those like Moses, whose burning bush vision from God had grasped him so thoroughly that he was willing to walk away from his comfortable life with wife and family to face Pharoah in Egypt and then wander with a stubborn ornery people for 40 years in the desert, without food, water, clothing, permanent shelter, in the sweltering heat, just so he could see God’s vision of the Israelites prosperous and free in the Promised Land come to pass. For his faithfulness, before his death, Lord gave him that glimpse. And the time, sacrifice, effort, it was all worth it.

Gayle followed those like Apostle Paul, whose vision of complete love and devotion: heart, soul, strength for God and neighbor--whose faithful following of Jesus his Lord in the way of self-giving sacrifice for the salvation of the world--had so completely grasped him that he gave up his life of power and privilege within the Jewish community of the Pharisees to become a wandering preacher who lived among the “unclean” Gentiles so he could show them the love of God in Jesus, so he could tell them about Christ’s love, so he could invite them into relationship with Jesus and form communities of salvation for them, with them. “So deeply do we care for you,” he wrote to one of those groups of people, the one in the city of Thessolonica, “that we are determined to share with you not only the gospel of God but also our own selves, because you have become very dear to us.”

This kind of self-giving love of Paul, that was his imitation of Jesus, that he imparted to the Christian communities he formed, became hallmark of early Christian churches. The earliest historians tell us so.

Theologian Daniel B. Clendinen quotes two (on his journeywithjesus.net website): A generation after the first believers, the theologian Justin Martyr (c. 100–165) summarized the appeal of a "holy" Christian community: “Those who once delighted in fornication now embrace chastity alone. . . we who once took most pleasure in accumulating wealth and property now share with everyone in need; we who hated and killed one another and would not associate with men of different tribes because of their different customs now, since the coming of Christ, live familiarly with them and pray for our enemies.” Similarly, Tertullian (AD 155–220), who wrote, "Our care for the derelict and our active love have become our distinctive sign before the enemy. . . See, they say, how they love one another and how ready they are to die for each other."

My friends, God’s vision for the early church is still God’s vision for our church today. God’s vision of salvation for the world through Jesus Christ--God asks for us to make our very own vision. The Lord today has a vision for St. Paul’s UMC as a place where people are so in love with God: heart, soul, mind, strength, and so love with brother, sister, neighbor, stranger, that we willingly give ourselves: time, money, effort, energy, everything, to see that we show that love to people everywhere: from here in our own neighborhood to the other side of the world.

When God’s vision for St. Paul’s becomes fully our own vision: when we care so deeply about seeing that we are a vibrant, holy, Holy-Spirit-filled, actively-ministering-in-Jesus’-name, offering-salvation-through-Jesus’-love-to-the-people-around-us by inviting them, embracing them, serving them, loving them…when that happens, then we won’t have to have a stewardship emphasis month anymore. Because God’s vision will be ours, the giving of our money, our resources, our talents, our time, or energy…it will all be natural, just what we know we’re called to do.

Today, God invites us to begin, or continue in a more dedicated way, the journey with Jesus into that vision. Today, God invites us to embrace the divine vision for St. Paul’s. Today, we can come to the altar and give ourselves to living it. What do you say? Will you embrace the vision? Will you give your lives to it?

Friday, October 24, 2008

Morning Minute 10/21: About Laity Sunday

Sunday we celebrated Laity Sunday in our church. I as the pastor got to sit out in the pews and worship, while one of our lay speakers led worship and delivered God’s word. It was a joyous time, an important day.

Laity Sunday is not a day celebrated by just one church; it’s a universal celebration by many, and it is all about lay people. If you don’t know what a “lay person” is, it’s a person who is a baptized member of a church, a believer in Jesus, but not an ordained minister of the Gospel. But every lay person is indeed a minister.

See, whenever someone is baptized into the Christian faith, that person is made a representative of Jesus in and for the world. That person is given a life-long job to do, a vocation to participate in God’s salvation plan for the world.

On Laity Sunday each year, we lift up and thank God for the ministry of all lay people. But our lifting up and thanking God for the work and ministry of lay people is certainly not limited to one day a year. Today, I give thanks for the ministry of all ministers, ordained and not. Today, let us all commit ourselves to representing Jesus in the world, to serving him with our lives, to offering his saving love to others.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The Squirrel Story



I've wanted to blog about the squirrel. But instead a couple of weeks back I wrote "Morning Minutes" about it. Before I begin to share the day-to-day "Minutes" here, I want to share the series that was all about the squirrel. Here they are:

Wednesday, October 1
Saturday night, I heard a loud squeaking sound outside our house. I had to go see what it was. When I stepped out, I spotted our cat on the driveway, hovering over a baby squirrel.
Of course I couldn’t leave the baby to this fate, so I removed the cat and took the tiny thing into my hands. I inspected him, and I held him. When I loosened my grip just a bit, he tried to scurry, so I thought he might be fine if I could get him back up in a tree. Maybe, I thought naively, he can run right back into his nest and be fine.
I put him on a branch, cuddled in some leaves, and went back inside. I also went to work on the computer, researching how to care for baby squirrels, and by the time my husband came home a few minutes later, I had a plan. We were going to take the squirrel in if it was still on the tree branch. Of course, it was, and when we brought it in, it hit me: what we had done for the baby squirrel is what God does for us in Jesus. God rescues us from the power of whatever would destroy us, and holds us close. We’ll talk more about that tomorrow.

Thursday, October 2
My husband and I took in a special animal on Saturday night: a baby squirrel about 5 weeks old that had been captured by our cat. Luckily, the cat had not done much damage, just a small cut on the baby’s side, which we cleaned and covered with antibiotic ointment as the squirrel rescue website directed. The site also told us how to tell if the baby was dehydrated, which it was. As the site prescribed, we made an electrolyte solution and began to feed the baby what it needed. We cared for it through the night.
As I said yesterday, what we were able to do for that baby squirrel is exactly what our Lord does for us. Evil, sin, and chaos are out to destroy us each day, to kill our souls, just as our cat was out to destroy the baby squirrel. And when those powers get a hold of us, what happened to the baby squirrel happens to us. We get frightened, and spiritually dehydrated, and injured.
But if we will not fight the divine hand, if we will let God hold us, our Lord will pick us up, hold us close, and nurse us back to health and wholeness in love, caring for us all through the night and every day. Won’t we let God rescue, hold, and heal us today?

Wednesday, October 8
Last week, I told you how my husband and I rescued a baby squirrel from our cat and took him in. Since then, some of you have asked me how he was. Here’s the answer. Last Saturday night we kept the baby squirrel, nursed him. But on Sunday afternoon, my husband and son took him to Columbia to a wildlife rescue center.
We had to do this because everything we read stated that, if a baby squirrel has been caught by a cat, it has to receive antibiotics, and that only people trained in wildlife rescue know best how to rehabilitate wild animals. So we had to take our baby to people who knew what they were doing. It was in his best interest.
This is, of course, how God designs things. There are reasons we need wildlife rescuers and veterinarians, doctors and lawyers, ministers and linesmen, secretaries and nurses, judges and government officials, custodians and teachers. None of us is called or equipped to do everything that needs to be done. We get in trouble when we try to do things God did not intend or gift us to do.
So today, as you go through the daily routine to which God has called you, as each of us seeks to do what we have been asked and gifted to do for the world’s good, let us know that we are valued, that we are gifted, and that the world needs what we have to give.

Thursday, October 9
One more story about the baby squirrel: when one woman heard the story of our rescue and the delivery of the baby to Columbia’s wildlife rescue center, she said: “well, I don’t think I’d have driven all the way to Columbia for a baby squirrel.” Now there’s some good wisdom in that statement. Was one sick rodent’s future really worth the gas money, the emissions into the environment, and the hours it took to drive to that center? I can’t answer those questions. But I can tell you what went through my head when my husband told me about the comment.
I thought about God. I thought about how God chose to come among us in Jesus to save us and provide an eternal future of glory and joy for us. I wonder if, when God’s plan of salvation was announced to the heavenly beings, some of the angels said: “God, do you really think you need to go to those lengths to save those broken sinful obstinate little creatures? Doesn’t that seem a little extreme? Will it really be worth it in the end?”
I don’t know about you, but I am so grateful that the Lord of all creation did not count the cost or consider the plan of salvation too extreme, too much of a sacrifice. Otherwise, who knows where we’d be? Let us give thanks to God today that the Lord chose to go to go to such lengths to save you and me.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Last Sunday's Sermon (and yes, I sang at the end)

In Times Like These:
Proper 23A: Exodus 32:1-14; Philippians 4:1-9; Matthew 22:1-14
Kristen R. Richardson-Frick
St. Paul’s UMC
October 12, 2008

This is a hard week to preach. Every time I have turned on the computer, the TV, even the radio, all I’ve heard is terrible news. You’ve heard it, too. It’s impossible to escape: talk of a new global Great Depression, people who’ve lost everything in the stock market, talking heads debating constantly what to do or what’s going to happen next. As it has all happened, I have remembered a conversation I had almost 7 years ago, with a man who gave me a free financial planning session because I was his Associate Pastor. As repeated for the fifth time how I needed to invest more of my income each year into the stock market through our 401k plan, I finally asked: “But, what if the stock market is doomed to fall? What if we’re like ancient Rome, and eventually the empire will crash?”

He dismissed my question by laughing, pointing to his chart that showed how all through history the trend of the market was to growth, and telling me my fear was unfounded. Today, I think of him and of financial planners everywhere. I pray for them, because they, too, are feeling the same anxiety that the rest of the world is feeling, or more, as we all wonder if our stock market will indeed eventually fully recover, hoping that it will in time. People everywhere anxiously watch the economic indicators every day, every hour, and it is hard not to panic or fall into depression ourselves. And, in times like these, it is hard not to wonder where God is in it all, what God’s desire for us is. Surely the divine will for our lives is not fear and anxiety, is it?

Enter our Epistle Reading for today. Did you hear it? Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice…The Lord is near. Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Did you hear it? Now granted, Paul was not talking to people who were anxious about an economy in crisis. He was not writing to men and women who had lost half their money in a stock market crash. He was not speaking to those whose fears were financial.

But he was indeed addressing people who were afraid for their children’s or grandchildren’s futures in an uncertain world, just as we are. He was indeed speaking to friends in Christ who were up against seemingly impossible odds, just as we are. He was indeed talking to his family in the faith who were trying to understand just where God was and what God wanted from them in their precarious life situations and anxious world, just as we are. And so his words are just as much for us today as they were for Paul’s 1st century congregation. And he makes three main points that I think we, too, need to hear today.

At the end of a letter filled with encouragement and instruction, Paul first urges two women at odds with each other to “be of the same mind in the Lord.” And while at first this may seem like a specific command to two individuals about a particular situation that doesn’t apply to us today, I think it is more than that. We must remember these defining words from the middle of the letter: “Let each of you look not to his own interests, but to the interests of others. Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who though he was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself…”

Here at the end of the letter, Paul reminds two feuding women, and with them the rest of the congregation, how brothers and sisters in Christ are to think and act: “Be of the same mind in the Lord, have the same mind as the Lord, humble yourself before God and each other. Think not of yourself first, but others.” Today, some of us in this sanctuary may be facing difficult times. We may have lost much of our savings, we may wonder about the future. We may be grieving or facing ill health. But, my friends, there are others too whose futures in jeopardy, perhaps much worse than ours. There are many who have lost, are will lose, their homes, who have no money or job to provide for another place to live. There are men and women with young children to feed and clothe who cannot find work. There are people among us, and around us, who desperately need to know that those who have more resources will be there for them who have less.

Did you know that one of the young men who came last week to our Barnabas breakfast told those of us at the table with him that he could not remember the last time he had eaten bacon? Bacon, my friends, is a luxury. For that man, one Sunday School class cooking bacon was a way to experience the abundant blessing of God. Simple things can make a tremendous difference.

So what does Paul’s direction to two feuding women in Philippi have to say to us today? “Be of one mind in the Lord.” In the Lord, be of one heart and mind. In the Lord, find common ground. In the Lord, humble yourself and look more to the interests of others, who are more in need, than you look to your own interests, which are less. In the Lord, let us unify in the desire of God to care for the widow and the orphan, to care for those in distress, and to take care of one another in our need. In the Lord, let us be one…in caring for each other, and in showing care to God’s other children in need, especially in times like these.

But Paul did not stop with this word. His second word was, in essence, Rejoice in the Lord, for the Lord is near. So “don’t worry about anything, but pray about everything” (CEV), with thanksgiving. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. From these words of Paul comes the old expression that I keep reminding myself: “If you’re gonna worry, don’t pray, and if you’re gonna pray, don’t worry.”

While we may say at first, “That’s easy for you to say, Paul,” it’s important to hear the basis of Paul’s exhortation. Paul doesn’t say, “Rejoice, because everything’s gonna be OK one day.” He doesn’t say, “Throw your cares to the wind and just sit back and relax.” What he says is: “Rejoice in the Lord. Pray about everything, with thanksgiving for what God has done for you in the Lord Jesus.” And again we hear the echo: “Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus.”

Paul’s point was that we who are in Christ Jesus, who have been born anew in the Lord, have a confidence and a life that nothing in this world can threaten or shake. We who “stand firm” in the Lord are held up by a strength that is not our own, and that is not of this world. We who are “clothed in Christ” and in his righteousness and blood are clothed in a glory that nothing in this world can tarnish. We simply have to remember that we are “in Christ the Lord,” and not in this world. We simply have to act, behave, and think as those that no fears or anxieties of this life can shake. We simply need one thing: to clothe ourselves in Christ and his mind, his holiness, his life, his self-giving love, anew.

When Christ and His mind are our clothing, we know that we will always be clothed correctly to enjoy the wedding feast of the God’s eternal kingdom to which we’ve been mercifully invited, never thrown into the outer darkness where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth. When Christ and His holiness are our wedding robe, we can be assured that no threat of destruction will unseat us. When Christ and His righteousness, rather than society and its schemes, define our way of walking, talking, trusting, and behaving in this world, we can rejoice with assurance that we are not worshipping some dead golden calf that cannot save us, but rather we are serving and living for the living, active holy Creator and Judge of all.

And this gets us to Paul’s third word to the Philippian church: “Finally, beloved,” he says, “whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is pleasing [to God], whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence and if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. Keep on doing the things that you have learned and received and heard and seen in me [as I have tried to show you by word and deed what it means to be humble and to live with the mind and behavior of Christ Jesus], and the God of peace will be with you.”

My friends, in the midst of all our uncertainty and all the false claims and false idols that have failed us, we still know the One who is true. We know the One who is honorable, and just, and pure. We know the One who is excellent and worthy of praise. And today Paul encourages us to think about Him, to focus on him, to allow our hearts and lives to be clothed in Him, to allow His mind to transform ours until we are one with Him and with each other in His service. What more appropriate word could there be for us, in times like these? “Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus…think of Christ…and the peace of God will be with you, will guard your hearts and minds. Rejoice! The Lord is near.”

It reminds me of the woman I used to hear singing as I worked with a youth group team on her dilapidated house. She was seventy-something and had spent her life earning next-to-nothing washing richer people’s clothes. She had taken in her handicapped grandchild and cared for him in her home. Her life was hard, and she had almost nothing most of us would consider necessities. But every time I was in a room near her, I’d hear her singing, always the same thing:

Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart be lonely and long for heaven and home,
when Jesus us my portion? My constant friend is he:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” his tender word I hear,
and resting on his goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
though by the path he leadeth but one step I may see:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When song gives place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to him, from care he sets me free:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.

I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
for his eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.

Friday, October 17, 2008

A New Leaf

Long time, no blog...

Sorry.

I can blame it on lots of things:

busyness,
lack of reflection,
lack of focus,
a preschooler who demands all my non-work time,
and did I mention busyness?

I can also blame it on the fact that I have a new "journaling out loud" outlet in this new appointment, namely

Morning Minutes.

Each Monday--Friday morning, if you live in this area, you can hear me two times waxing reflective for one minute on general spiritual issues that I see arising in the world around us, and/or on the Scriptural witness for our lives specifically.

This church has a long tradition of providing "Morning Minutes" from the pastor, and it's something I have very much enjoyed. I have also had several people ask me for copies of what I've said, and so:

I'm turning over a new leaf in blogging.

I decided on it while I was at Duke this week for Pastor's School and Convocation.

From now on, I will post most of my "Morning Minutes" after they have run, for anyone to enjoy. This will accomplish two things:
1. allowing anyone who wants a copy of what I've said to download it, and
2. keeping me blogging on a regular (daily) basis!

Of course, there are no "Morning Minutes" for the weekends, so I'll have opportunities to share other thoughts and "Jedisms" then.

Who knows? I might even post some sermons!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the look and feel of the "new leaf."

I'll start tomorrow sharing some of the previously aired "Minutes".

Hope you enjoy!

And for those of you who read this primarily for "Jedisms", here's one for today, along with a glimpse into our family's world.

Each morning when "Jed" wakes up, he calls me (or Daddy if Mommy's away at the hospital or some continuing education event). Here's how he does it:

He opens his cute little mouth and sings, yes sings...
Moooommmy, come in my beeeedddd-rooooom!

What a beautiful way to start the day!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

The Rainbow Connection

The people in Texas are seeing quite a bit of rain right now, courtesy of Ike.


I pray for them.


My week has been much less catastrophic, but not very fun nonetheless.
This week has been my most difficult since the move.
I won't go all into the "why" of it all, but by my Sabbath Day yesterday I was in tears.


And then came the rain.


I was preparing to go to a cookout with some new friends and their families.

We're all 40 or under, 3 of 4 of the couples have kids, and four of us are ordained ministers in this town. We all moved to this place less than 18 months ago to pastor established churches here, and we represent 3 denominations: United Methodist, Presbyterian (USA), and Baptist (Cooperative Fellowship). We're glad to be in relationship. We look forward to what God will do through our ecumenical friendship and partnership.


But just about an hour before my husband, son, and I were to leave for the get-together, the bottom fell out of the clouds. It rained hard and heavy for the next hour, but subsided just as we were leaving.


As we pulled onto our street, I saw it:


A beautiful, full, bright rainbow: the brightest and widest I've ever seen.




It was gorgeous.

And it said:

After the rain, there is always the promise.

After the rain, somewhere there is a rainbow.

After the rain, there is still God.

After the rain, there is beauty.

After my morning tears, my evening was full of laughter. We all had a wonderful time watching the kids play, grilling out, venting about the things only other ministers and their families understand, and knowing that God will see all of us through, if we will only be faithful.

Thank you, God, for rainbows and friends.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Adorable, but...

A few nights ago, my son hardly slept.

He had developed a cold, and the congestion in his nose kept waking him up. He refused medicine (and remember how the FDA said it didn't help anyway and not to give it to young children??). It made for a very, very long night for all of us.

Around 5:00 a.m., we were all trying to get back to sleep after dealing with the troubles of mucus at around 4:50. We had given our son a tissue to hold in his hand in the bed and use when he needed it.

Suddenly, my husband and I heard a sing-song voice coming through the baby monitors (yes, we still use them so I can hear my son breathe). The little voice said/sang:

Oh, tissue!
Where are you, tissue??
Tissue, I can't fiiiind you...
Come, here, little tissue!
Where aaaaarrrree you?

Oh, yes, it was adorable. But it was also 5 a.m. after a very long night of interrupted sleep.

I wouldn't trade it for anything, this little amazing gift of God.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

"Jedism" for Labor Day Weekend

After church today, we had to wait for my husband, then drive a good way out of town to attend a lunch in honor of the baby I'd just baptized. My son was out of his juice. It was hot; he was thirsty. He couldn't wait until we got to the home.

I told him we'd drive through the McDonald's drive-through for a chocolate milk on the way out to the party. After I ordered the milk, through the intercom came:

"One oh eight."
Then silence.

I thanked the girl and started to drive on.

That's when "Jed" said:

"So that means 'drive to the window'...

in Spanish?"

"Something like that, I guess, son," I replied.
And we laughed.

This weekend, let us pray for all who "labor," especially those who labor at thankless jobs for too little pay.

Let us give thanks to God if we have a decent job that supplies the needs and some wants of our families.

And let us give thanks to God for those who do everything from taking our order at McDonald's to cleaning our rooms in a hotel, to making our computers, to running our companies, to nursing our parents, to...

Friday, August 29, 2008

History, the Future, and Open Minds


It's official. We have the most diverse slate of presidential/vice-presidential candidates in the history of our nation. 2 white men, an African-American man, and a white woman. We don't even have to mention the difference in their ages!






Last night, I watched Senator Barak Obama's speech as he accepted the Democratic Party's nomination for President of the United States; when John McCain makes his speech, I'll watch it, too.

If you ask me, "doing your homework" and truly listening to and researching the truth about the candidates is the only responsible (not to mention faithful) way to decide whom God is raising up to lead this great nation of ours into the future. I believe that God does indeed have a will for our election, but we cannot trust one party's spin, or another's, or political pundits on our favorite news outlet, to tell us truly what God's will is. That's our job as Christians in community.

I, for one, don't want society telling me how to vote or how to be Christian; I want to discern that within the Body of Christ, as we listen together for the voice of God to lead us. I want to spend time in prayer and significant discernment before I cast my vote. Only then can I be confident that I am seeking God's will for our country. Of course, pastors and churches cannot tell their members how to vote. We can, however, covenant with one another to pray and to be responsible in our approach to the general election.

But I digress.

What I wanted to say today is how much we have to celebrate...how amazing it is that God has worked such a mighty work in our nation in under 50 years, that the faith-filled "dream" of Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. (which I believe is also God's dream for all peoples) could be realized enough
that a man who would very likely have been a slave in our nation 150 years ago is now the presidential nominee for of one of our two main political parties,
and that a woman who would not have been able to vote 90 years ago is the Vice-Presidential candidate of the more "conservative" of the two parties.


The past 24 hours have been monumental in the history of our nation, regardless of who you believe should be the next president, something to celebrate and give thanks to God for. It is something that means that

God is not through leading our nation into realizing the divine dream...the Lord is not finished with any of us yet. God has a future with hope in store for us.


Praise the Lord for that!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Back to (Pre) School!


Yesterday morning was exciting in our house!

"Jed" started 3-year-old kindergarten in our new town, in the church my husband serves as Director of Music Ministries!


He was a bit hesitant, but when my husband picked him up, he announced that he had had fun in his class of 10 girls and 3 boys...though he couldn't remember any of his new friends' names. Oh, well. I'm sure that will come.


We're ALL still trying to learn lots of new names around here! (I'm having a harder time than I thought I would.)


We're so grateful to have 2 wonderful church families, where the needs of our family are met generously, and our spirits are nurtured with care by so many. For those of you who are part of our previous two church families, we were tremendously blessed among you, as well, and we do miss you, too.


I haven't felt very reflective for the past few days...just trying to do what needs to be done in the moment it needs doing. So, until next time, enjoy "Jed" hanging up his newly hand-made school bag (his daddy and I had fun making it) on his very own peg at school!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Who Am I? by Casting Crowns

A wonderful reminder in 5.5 minutes.
I needed it!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Thank you, God, for Chris


This is the bulletin cover.
It was created from a picture Chris's wife Barbara took, and the skill of a good friend.
It represents my friend and mentor well.

On Wednesday night about 9:15, our Conference lost a wonderful minister. I thank God that for the past several years, I was able to know him...learn from him...pray with him...be encouraged by him. It was an immense privilege.

Tomorrow afternoon, we will celebrate his life and give thanks to God for him. The current pastor of the charge, two of his best friends and colleagues (like brothers to him), and I will do our best to be faithful to God, to him, and to his family as we honor him.

It will be hard.

Though he had suffered long, he was too young. He told me once that all he wanted was what was recorded in the Bible as a human life-span: three-score and ten years. He didn't make it.

He also told me he wasn't afraid to die; he firmly believed the promises and truth he had proclaimed as a preacher in our church for 42 years. He knew that death meant a new phase of our eternal life with Christ.

And still, his battle reminded me of Dylan Thomas' famous poem "Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night". Chris loved life. He adored his wife and family, and he loved being their patriarch and protector. He loved the beauty of this world...fishing, growing things, sitting on his back porch looking at the lake and feeling the breeze, cooking, visiting and eating with loved ones, giving advice to people like me, and cracking jokes...all the things that make our lives on earth real and enjoyable. He experienced the abundant life in THIS WORLD that Jesus promised. He did not want to give any of that up.

And so, those of us close to him watched him "rage against the dying of the light." He fought a 6-month prognosis for 11 months over this past year. He completely defied death 15 years ago. He lived each moment as fully as he could.

I thank you, God,
for letting me know and learn from Chris.
I thank you, God,
for his witness, and his preaching, and his life.
I thank you, God,
for giving him the fight, and for winning the battle for him.
Help me now, help all of us now,
to receive your promise and comfort,
and to be faithful.
Amen.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Building on the Best

I'm continuing to learn a lot.
I'm reading.
And I'm doing my best to listen.

Several days ago we had a visitor in the office.

A member of the church for many years, she had brought a donation from her school class's 60th reunion gathering.

Here's why:

When she was in 8th grade at the middle school downtown (close to our church), the school burned down. In response, our church donated the use of the Sunday School and sanctuary buildings.


By that I mean: the church housed the entire school for the rest of that year.

The students learned math, science, and reading in our Sunday School classrooms.

They had assemblies in the sanctuary.


They ate lunch in the basement of the parsonage.

The church became their school until a new one could be built.


For this woman, then a pre-teen, the church became home when her school burned. As she learned in the classrooms, she also felt the love of the church family and of the Lord of the Church. And because she felt the love and embrace of God and the congregation, she was led to give her life to Christ in the very same sanctuary where her school was holding assemblies. She was baptized, and her witness of faith drew her parents to Jesus, as well.

She's been a follower of Jesus and a faithful church member here ever since.

If any church is going to embrace the vision that God has for its future, it will mean building on the best of its past. In the 1940's and throughout its history, this very church I now serve has opened its doors and hearts to the children of the community around them in their need. When the middle school school burned, and at many other critical moments since, this very church family put their own needs and desires aside in order to serve the people around them. In this instance 60 years ago and in the decades since, this church has given itself in hospitality and service to the people of this town.

This is one of the very best, and most faithful, elements of our past. It is something to celebrate and give thanks to God for. And it is definitely, most definitely, something that the Holy Spirit wants to build on for the future.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Grieving with Hope




Many of you may know that this past May, famous Christian singer/songwriter Steven Curtis Chapman and his family tragically lost their youngest daughter Maria in a terrible accident. Maria was their 6th child and the 3rd daughter they'd adopted from China.


Many of us have been praying for the Chapman family over the past months since the tragedy. The other day, they gave their first interview.


They spoke of how they are grieving together, with hope, as the Apostle Paul put it.


If you'd like to see the interview, the link is below. You will have to sit through two commercials and an intro. before the 9 + minute interview will begin. But it is worth it...inspirational.


Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Can't Go Back

The church I'm serving has a long and glorious history. Founded almost 150 years ago, she has been the "mother church" of this city and area. Fifty years ago, the pastor here led three worship services each Sunday morning. Over 1000 people worshiped here each Sunday morning. St. Paul's was a megachurch before they were the "in thing." This church gave birth to another, long before mother-daughter church plants were the new topic of conversation in our conference.

The last several Sundays of worship here have been glorious, at least for me. I'm convinced there is no more beautiful worship space anywhere. I see angel wings on the back wall as I worship and preach. The arches of the ceiling draw my heart and spirit upward. Everything is round. And I have two amazing musicians behind me playing organ and piano by the leading of the Holy Spirit.

I'm not the only one who has felt the joy and power of Christ present as we've worshiped together. I feel amazingly privileged.

But I must say that one refrain I've heard has really got me thinking. On more than one occasion, someone has said something like this to me:

I really think that now maybe this church can get back to the way it was.
Maybe we can get back our former glory.

Now, I freely admit that I have no idea what God has in mind for the future of this church. I'm simply on the journey with the congregation to discover where we're called to go, what we're called to do, who we're called to be.

But there's one thing I'm pretty sure of:

God isn't interested in our "going back" to anything.
God only wants us to embrace the future and its glory, whatever that looks like.

I understand what the people saying these things mean. I'm glad that we're all hopeful. Where there is no hope, there is no joy or faith or trust usually, either.

I'm very very glad there's hope.

But we need to understand that God never calls, or wants, us to go backward. Things will never be the way they were, but there is a glory that awaits us, if we're faithful...no doubt.

My hope is in trusting God to lead us into the future, not back to the past.
It is a joyous time!

One more thing...

I'm starting to read three books, in this order:
You Only Have to Die: Leading Your Congregation to New Life, by James A. Harnish
A Second Resurrection: Leading Your Congregation to New Life, by Bill Easum
and
Five Practices of Fruitful Congregations, by Robert Schnase

I'm sure that God will be speaking through them.
I look forward to hearing the divine voice...