What are you saying?

When I was a kid, I sang in the choir of the Anglican cathedral in downtown Toronto. On Friday nights and Sunday mornings, my dad used to drive my brother and I from where we lived in the far east end to the cathedral. To get there from the east you had to cross the Don River near the lakeshore and as you came over the rise of the overpass, this sign would appear just above the guardrail. It said “Christ is coming! Call Jim” and a phone number.

All my childhood I always wondered about that sign. It was a landmark for many years, perched on top of a large old evangelical pentecostal church on the west side of the river. I wondered if Jim knew something the rest of us didn’t, like when or where Christ was coming. At some point, it occurred to me that maybe Jim didn’t know and that’s why he had the sign. Maybe it was kind of a “call me if you see him” kind of thing.

Turns out Jim just wanted you to come to his church so he could tell you how to be ready for when Christ gets here. He was pretty good at that, too. Apparently the sign was still there long after Jim had retired and was spending the winters in Florida. I guess you just got his voicemail then.

But maybe, if you went to Jim’s church - I confess I never did - Jim just told you to repent and be ready. Like John the Baptist did.

John’s not really part of the Christmas story.  Although, the gospel of Luke says that John’s mom, Elizabeth, was a cousin of Mary - Luke suggests Jesus and John are related! - and Luke tells the story of John’s conception (it involves an angel, too) and of Mary visiting Elizabeth to share her own news. So John’s only about six months older than Jesus. On the other hand, Luke’s the only gospel that tells this, so maybe it’s just a good story.

Anyway, here we are for two Sundays in Advent, hearing about the fully grown John, how he’s the fulfillment of a prophecy in Isaiah, how he comes to proclaim the arrival of Jesus and how we should repent, be baptized and be ready (Mark 1). He’s not really just The Baptizer, he’s The Announcer. Christ is coming! Call John.

Thing is, Advent’s not at all about the chronological telling of the Christmas story. If it were, it would have to start nine months before Christmas. Or even six month’s before that if you want to include John’s story.

No, Advent’s about preparing for Jesus’s birth and the beginning of what Mark calls “the good news of Jesus Christ, the Son of God.” That’s why we hear John calling us to repentance now, to literally turn away from sin, and be ready for Jesus. 

John didn’t have a sign, but he did have lots of personality and he got lots of attention. At least, I think we see him that way.  All Mark says is that he came out of the wilderness, wore clothes made of camel hair and ate locusts and honey. Further stories maybe lead us to believe he was pretty direct and spoke his mind with not much subtlety.

I’ve often wondered if a more contemporary John might be like one of those street corner preachers, yelling at the world as it goes by, shouting at us to “Repent, the end is near!” Have you ever stopped to listen to one of them? Maybe it’s John. It could be. Or maybe it’s Jesus. Quick, call Jim.

The thing is, all that brings a question to my mind: how are we announcing that Christ is coming? (Or - if you been following me the last few weeks - that Christ is here already?) Do we have a sign like Jim? Or shout to the world like John? Or do we live like Jesus and speak with our actions, not just our words?

There is hope

Haven’t we had enough, already?

I know, I could be talking about so many things. But I just did a four part series with the theme “winter is coming” mostly to cover a section of the Gospel of Matthew that talks about the end times and the Second Coming (Matthew 24-25). So we’ve been talking about “The End” for awhile, about how we should be prepared and on watch for it.  It was the last few weeks of the church year and here we are at Advent, the official beginning of a new church year and you’d think we could hear a bright and cheerful story about the celebration of Jesus’ birth that’s happening in four weeks now. Couldn’t we?

“But in those days, after that suffering, the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will be falling from heaven, and the powers in the heavens will be shaken. Then they will see ‘the Son of Man coming in clouds’ with great power and glory …. But about that day or hour no one knows … Beware, keep alert; for you do not know when the time will come.” (Mark 13:24-26, 32, 33)

Yeah.  That’s one of the scripture readings for the First Sunday of Advent.  New year, same story. Suffering, darkness, destruction.  The end is near. Probably. We don’t know when, so we should definitely be alert.  And beware.

“Beware?”  Well, I suppose so.  That’s sure how we tend to hear these apocalyptic stories. We fear the end times, not just for all the horrifying destruction, suffering and death, but for the judgement. We fear the judgement most of all. It’s no wonder that, when we hear these stories and we’re suitably afraid and vulnerable, we’re willing to listen to someone who says they can save us. Someone who has all the answers to defend us against evil. Or, what they say is evil. We just have to do what they say. And probably send them some money. Or vote for them again.

So that’s not Jesus. We have to realize that.  Jesus never offered all the answers.  Jesus offered compassion, love and grace.  And if you think that’s just more of the warm fuzzies, it’s not.  It’s hard work.  Nothing is harder than overcoming fear.  That’s why Jesus offers hope.

Not wishful thinking, expectation or optimism.  The hope of Jesus is certainty, the certainty that God is with us through all things, however you may know God.  The certainty that in these end times, there is a  new beginning, just as winter becomes spring and night becomes day.  The certainty that life is meant to be lived with joy and engagement, not frozen in fear.  Hope is life-giving.

I wonder if Jesus really said “beware.”  Or, maybe, whatever ordinary human being who wrote this down, wrote what they thought they heard. Because I don’t think Jesus would have meant “beware,” with all that fearsome, be-on-guard baggage we give it.  Not the Jesus who so frequently said “don’t be afraid.” Be aware, sure, but better still, be open. There is hope.

Winter is coming, Part 4

It’s been a few weeks now, leading up to the beginning of Advent, the short season of preparation for Christmas. I’ve been running with the theme of Winter Is Coming to talk about a conversation Jesus has with the disciples about “the end times,” the idea that Jesus will return, the world will end and all will be judged.  Matthew’s gospel records this conversation as a series of stories Jesus tells as a way to encourage - others might say “warn,” but I’m going with “encourage” - the people to be ready, to be prepared for what’s happening and what will happen, for the kingdom of God to come.

Hmm. Warn or encourage? I think that perspective is a key part of how we’ve traditionally understood the stories Jesus tells here and I’ve tried to reframe them a little. So I suggest that maybe Jesus was already here, now, in each of us and we should be more prepared to see that and embrace it than to fear the difficult world into which Jesus comes and be lost to it. I suggest that maybe the world needs to see more of us living like Jesus and that might be the very thing to change it, rather than see the fear, the hate and the darkness as the precursor to change.

And then.  Jesus comes to this story about judgement, when the king will come and separate the people “as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.” To the sheep, he says “you fed me when I was hungry, gave me water when I was thirsty, welcomed me when I was a stranger, gave me clothes when I had none, took care of me when I was sick and visited me when I was in prison.” The sheep wonder when they did that for the king and the king says “when you did it for the least of my family, you did it for me.” 

Likewise, the king say to the goats that they didn’t do those things and the goats, also not able to recognize the king, defend themselves by saying they didn’t see the king needed those things. But they didn’t do it for those in need, so they didn’t do it for the king.

So, this must mean we should be a sheep.

Well, of course, be a sheep.  But look more closely. The story isn’t just sheep good, goats bad.  Neither of them recognizes that the king is the people and the people are the king.  Jesus is present in all of us and neither recognized that Jesus was right there in their brothers and sisters who were in need. Jesus was there, in plain sight, and neither saw that.

But the sheep didn’t need to see Jesus to be Jesus.  They didn’t just sit around waiting for something grand to happen, they went about the business of living as Jesus taught them, sharing kindness, care, justice and love.  The goats may well have been the holiest goats around, but they were too busy doing nothing, they didn’t have time for living.  The sheep may not have seen Jesus in each moment, but they were certainly ready to. Life is about engagement, about living into the relationships that are possible with all around us.

The sheep and the goats aren’t all that different.  This story could have been told with deer and moose, cats and dogs, Oilers fans and Flames fans. We’re not all that different, either: we are all children of God.  Perhaps the real judgement to focus on here is how much time we spend judging others, rather than helping them, or how we value what’s important to us over what’s important to others.

Winter isn’t coming any more, it’s here, so live into it.  Embrace the world around you as Jesus would.  You might even see Jesus around you.  You might need to look in a mirror.

Winter is coming, Part 3

There will be a Part 4.  I just want to be up front about that.

Jesus told a lot stories.  It was his primary teaching tool, after all, and we tell the stories of Jesus the same way. However we might interpret them - yes, we do interpret them - we should be looking for the truth that’s at the heart of them.

That’s a tricky business, sometimes, and never more so than when what we think the story’s about collides with what we know, in our hearts, about Jesus.  Like right now, here in Part 3 of 4, because there’s a stretch of stories in Matthew’s gospel that we’ve traditionally looked at a certain way.  They’re all related to Jesus’ conversation with the disciples about “the end times,” when there will be all that cataclysmic destruction and Jesus will return and everyone will be judged.

Last week, I suggested that a story about bridesmaids being prepared for the arrival of the bridegroom may very well be about warning us to be ready (Jesus saying something like “be ready” was kind of a give away).  Half were prepared, half were not, and only the former were allowed into the wedding.  But I also suggested that Jesus might not have meant in the distant future.  What if he meant tomorrow?  What if he meant that he was here all along in each and everyone of us, and seeing the kingdom of heaven in the midst of our world today was a simple as seeing Jesus in your neighbour or in an act of kindness or compassion?  What if “keep awake therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour” meant now?  What if the “second coming” wasn’t a single being, but in all beings?

Now, hold that thought because the next story that Jesus tells is about a very rich man who goes on a trip.  To care for his wealth, he divides it among three servants, according to their ability, and leaves.  The first two servants used what they were given and doubled it, the third, who began with the least, buried it in the ground and did nothing with it.  When the man returned, he rewarded the first two (“well done, good and trustworthy servant”) and punished the third.

We’ve traditionally interpreted this story with Jesus being “the man” and we are the servants - as we wait for Jesus’ return, we should use what we’ve been given to increase the kingdom.  Yes, good point.  We’ve also often used this parable as a stewardship story: we have talents - both money and, literally, talents - that we should invest in the work of the church.  Why, yes you do and you should.  Those interpretations are just fine.

But, again, what if this story isn’t about waiting, but about now?  What if the story Jesus is telling is a description of where our world is at right now and a reminder to look for Jesus, now, not just in the future?

Here’s some things in this story that lead me to wonder about that.  The man is a very rich man indeed.  A talent is a measurement of silver or gold by weight some historians say is equivalent to 6,000 denarii or 20-30 years worth of daily wages for a labourer in the first century.  So the man isn’t just rich, he’s very rich.  He has servants (slaves in most translations).  And we learn a little bit about his character and how he may have acquired that wealth when the third servant says he was afraid because “I knew that you were a harsh man, reaping where you did not sow, and gathering where you did not scatter seed.”

That’s not sounding much like Jesus to me.  That sounds more like the rich people that Jesus regularly called out.  That sounds more like someone who might finish off that third servant with a pointing finger and a “you’re fired.”  This story sounds more to me like Jesus is describing the very world we live in, one in which the rich get richer and the poor get poorer.

It says in the story that each received an amount equal to their ability.  So maybe the third servant just wasn’t very good at the business skills so prized by the master.  Maybe he was, indeed, afraid of the price he’d pay for just holding on to it, but he tried to do the right thing anyway.  Now that sounds like Jesus.

Or maybe it was just an ordinary person trying to be more like Jesus.  Maybe Jesus is waiting outside, waiting to greet this “worthless slave” with kindness and compassion.  Maybe he might even say “well done, good and trustworthy servant … come and join the flock.”  That’s for Part 4.

Winter is coming, Part 2

Like I said last time, winter is coming. Yes, I see the weather, but it’s still coming. Again, like I said before, wait for January and February and you’ll think this wasn’t really winter yet. More importantly, I think I also suggested that winter can be a metaphor, not just a seasonal change in climate.

Still, it’s begun and my question is: are your ready?

I had a light-hearted story about not having my snow tires on until this week as a way of approaching that question, but that seems excessively trivial now. Since I think the question is really “ready for what?” let’s go hard at it.

On Sunday, November 5, in the afternoon, I ran into someone who wondered if it was safe to go to church anymore. I hadn’t seen the news yet and I was tempted to answer with something humorous, but it was a mother with small children and she didn’t seem to be joking. I didn’t know that, that morning, someone walked into a church in Sutherland Springs,Texas, and opened fire with an assault rifle, killing twenty-six and wounding another twenty, including children.  The church was a busy part of the community, a community a little smaller than the town I live in.

How do you “be ready” for that?

Whether you believe what I believe or think or do what I do, put that aside for a moment. When the place that ought to most exemplify the love and light of God is enveloped in darkness and hate, how do you “be ready” for that?  Can you be ready for that?

In Matthew’s gospel, Jesus tells a story about ten bridesmaids waiting for a bridegroom who is delayed. They all fall asleep and when the bridegroom finally comes, they go to meet him in the dark.  But only five of the bridesmaids have brought enough extra oil for their lamps, the other five have to go find some and when they return, it’s too late. The door’s shut and locked and they’re left out.  Be ready, Jesus says.

The story is part of a conversation with the disciples about the second coming, the end of days when Jesus will return, the world will end and we’ll all be judged. 

I have so many questions about this story. Like, why is the bridegroom “delayed?” Why didn’t those who had enough share with those who didn’t, trusting in God, like Jesus would have? Why were the others excluded from the wedding (it’s not like there’s no precedent for being late)? Where’s the forgiveness?  Where’s the love?

Another time for those, maybe, or you might like to ponder them yourself. Or maybe they’re just not as important as the essential point we’ve always thought Jesus was trying to make: be ready, I’ll be back. Yes, Jesus said it before Schwarzenegger.

But, look, what if Jesus didn’t mean he was coming back in the traditional blaze of glory with the sound of trumpets and the heavenly host sometime in the distant future after more bad stuff happens.  What if Jesus meant I’ll be back tomorrow? In your neighbour who shovelled the snow on your sidewalk. Or a stranger who played cards with someone who’s lonely. Or an elderly person who volunteered to read to small children. Or a young person who ran an errand for a busy friend. Or someone who brought food to a hungry person. Maybe a grateful citizen who brought coffee to the RCMP or firefighters or EMS. Anybody who took the time to sit with someone who’s grieving. Or struggling or angry or hurt. Or someone who was there when you needed someone to just be there.

What if, in all the darkness that seems to envelope the world in these days, we were able to see the little lights that aren’t the lamps of those who were waiting, but the light of Jesus, breaking through in every moment of kindness, grace and love?

And what if those lights inspired others? What if we all acted like Jesus was here, now, in the midst of all this brokenness and pain? Isn’t this a moment for convergence, not division?

If you believe we should live the example of Jesus, then do it. If you believe Jesus is coming back and there will be a day of judgement, then maybe it’s time to see that it may be now and, well, be ready by doing something about it.  If you believe that God or some “higher power” is with us, do something about it. If you don’t believe any of that, and there is only “us,” well then, do something about that.

The point is, don’t just be sitting there waiting. Life is happening every day. Don’t be afraid of the darkness - you have light.

Winter is coming, Part 1

Winter is coming.

Seems kind of redundant to say that now.  There’s snow on the ground, it’s cold and winter appears to be already here.  But wait for January and February, that’s when it’s really winter.  Although, it was pretty mild a few years ago. ‘Course, then there was the winter o’58.  That was a winter.

I’m getting a little off track, but isn’t that how conversations about the weather go? Start a conversation about winter and, before you know it, everybody’s comparing how cold it was that one year or how deep the snow was or this blizzard or that blizzard.  But it always melts, it always warms up, the sun always shines brighter, the days get longer and the spring comes in a few months.

If you’re a fan of Game of Thrones, the books or the television program,  then “Winter is coming” is something a little more.  In fictional Westeros, a winter can last for years (so does summer) and the ancient winter called The Long Night lasted for a generation and brought all sorts of nasty things from the north, including the White Walkers and the wights.  “Winter is coming” is the warning the characters in that story use to remind people of the danger that’s ahead because all that’s coming back.  They need to be ready and they need to be ready to work together.

That’s a key part of where the story is now.  In the midst of all the fighting over who gets to sit on the Iron Throne, they now have this new enemy they need to fight together and getting them to fight together is a challenge.  Especially in a world that seems so relentlessly full of brutality, misery and hurt.

Just to be clear, I was still talking about Game of Thrones.

But I might just as easily have not been.  While I truly believe there is so much more good, happiness and hopefulness in our world than in that fictional one, there are many who’s life experience tells them something different.  And a similarity they might recognize is what a challenge it can be to get people to work together when your winter is a lifetime of hunger, poverty, homelessness, war or oppression.

Sometimes those are global issues.  (Game of Thrones fans: I wonder which world leader is Cerci Lannister and which one’s Jon Snow…)  Sometimes it more regional or local.  But it’s always - always - everyone’s responsibility to work at it together, to offer what gifts and skills we have to help feed the hungry, bring prosperity to the poor, find a home for the homeless, bring peace where there’s conflict and freedom for the oppressed.

“Thoughts and prayers” are always helpful, but they’re not enough.  Action is needed, too, to help bring the spring.  So maybe the question really is “what can I do?” but not with any unrealistic, unreasonable expectation, but rather what gift or skill do I have that I can offer?  Some might have money, but some might simply have time or more practical skills.  In fact, when we work together, the more diverse the community, the stronger the community.

The apostle Paul knew that.  He also knew how hard it was to recognize it and embrace it.  So when he heard that a church he had planted in Corinth was struggling, he wrote to them about how we may each have our own gifts or skills or talents, but they are all from that one spirit that is in all of us.  Embracing each other’s uniqueness unites us, rejecting each other’s differences divides us. In fact, Paul wrote, “to each is given the manifestation of the Spirit for the common good.”

It doesn’t matter how long the winter lasts - and, let’s face it, the weather’s gone crazy lately - we can live it together, warmed by the spirit that is in each of us to share.

It's really all about image

Do you think Donald Trump wants peace?

I know it’s hard to tell, sometimes, with all the rhetoric, the bluster, the seeming lack of awareness of consequences, the arrogance, ego and all that other stuff that makes up the Trump persona. But, deep down, do you think he really wants peace?

What about Kim Jong Un?  Or Putin?  al-Assad?  How about that neo-nazi guy who’s speaking at the University of Florida this week?

How about your next door neighbour?

While it may seem like there are people who enjoy, even thrive, on conflict of all kinds, my point is simply this: I think people do want peace, but they want it on their own terms, by their own definition, to their own benefit.  And why wouldn’t we?  We’re human beings, after all, and our tendency is to orient things to ourselves.  We need to be constantly reminding ourselves of our connectedness, our shared responsibility, our shared love.

I think Trump does want peace, as do many of the others and, I hope, your neighbour.  The thing is, I think Trump’s idea of peace is that we will all acknowledge his immense power and huge superiority, do as he commands and behave as he says we should.  If we all just did what he says and were able to meet his expectations, everything would be just fine.  You might see the flaw there.

I wonder if that isn’t a common one, though.  From personal relationships to cultural and national ones, power is what brings the ability to impose “peace” - based on the values of the one with the most power.

But is that true peace or is it simply the forced end to conflict?

Jesus had some thought about that.  I think one of those thoughts is revealed in the story of leaders of the temple trying to trap him with a question about Jews paying taxes to the Romans.  Yes, I know that sounds like a financial issue, but hear me out.  Jesus asks for a Roman coin and questions them on who’s face is on the coin.  When they answer that it’s the emperor’s, he tells them to give the emperor what is the emperor’s and give God what is God’s.  A clever answer because it avoids the obvious trap: if he says yes, he offends his Jewish followers, if he says no, he’s breaking the Roman law.

So, good for Jesus for being clever, but is that really an answer?  If God is the one true God, the creator, the giver of life and all things, then the right answer is surely that all things belong to God.  That’s what Jesus teaches, but it’s not what he says here.  So why didn’t he?

I wonder if the real meaning of this story isn’t exactly that, to point out that we think and value in a worldly way.  The answer that impressed the pharisees in the story - those that opposed Jesus - was in those terms.  The coin is important, not because of it’s monetary value, but precisely because the emperor’s image is on it.  It represents power, very earthly, very concrete power, the power of the empire that rules their land.  We might want to remind ourselves that way back in the beginning of Genesis, our creation narrative says we are created in the image of God.  Which of those images should be most important to us?

Maybe we should look at peace the same way.  We “make peace” with earthly power and priorities when we are called, in the image of God, to make peace as Jesus did, with an open heart, and open mind, a willingness to know more about each other and a willingness to build real relationships, not break them down.  Peace isn’t imposed, it’s built and it’s shared together.  That starts with each of us.  Like the classic song says: “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.”