Who are the Goats? Who is the King?

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It seems that the beloved community has been broken for some time

and that history repeats itself

and that there are more goats stubbornly meandering about

because they refuse to open wide and make room at the Table

for those whom they feel do not reflect an essential, equal part of humanity

Do we not see etched in the cross,

the glory of God

who has the power to transform those lines of division

into crossroads

where we come as beloved people of God

united in a death

that was shattered

because of the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made

for all of Creation?

 We have not learned from our mistakes-

We refuse to see through the hatred and the oppression we heap upon one another

on the peoples of the world

Simply because they do not conform

or buy into our interpretation of Scripture

that one tribe should have dominion over those we perceive as weak

that we cast them out into the darkness

not realizing

that they are not alone

Waiting for them there

is the risen Christ

who heals, who makes all things new

and loves those without question, unconditionally

Regardless of their skin, their language or their journey

Perhaps one day we can stop having displays such as these

because one day, we will truly be united

as the Beloved Community.

God’s Peace

 


Fueling through the Final Push

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Keep your lamps, trimmed and burning…

It is that difficult time of the year

when Seminarians grow weary

and just want to binge Netflix and Hulu

tempted even to have Peapod deliver everything that is bad for us

It’s the final push as the semester begins to take its final bow on stage

Papers and projects are piling as high as any Snowpocalypse possible

Senior M.Div’ers one by one taking a whirl on the terrifying ride called Approval

pouring out our hearts in RLP’s and candidate commentaries

Middlers contemplating and dreaming of Internship as they march into Endorsement interviews

Meanwhile Th.M/Ph.D snug in their swank library private study enclaves, wrestling with exams and dissertations

and Juniors stuck at exactly what they should register for.

Last Thursday in Worship, the question was posed about what fueled our own lamps

What was our own personal oil?

What is getting us through these hard times

endless classroom days

even, life interrupted because of tragedy,

Time and again, most of us can soundly agree that this community keeps us going-

From caring for us when we are ill, or exhausted

For lending a helping hand when our car battery dies

For cheering us on with sermons we write in class

For participating with community wide, class presentations

For hugging us each and every moment when we are dealing with the loss of someone beloved

Perhaps it can be safely said, that this community is a blended olive oil

Swirling with love for one another, prayers, and the Holy Spirit

that keeps our lamps, trimmed and burning…

God’s Peace.


Radical Love resonating from All the Saints

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Surrounded by those saints and ancestors we are reminded why we are here

why we have been called

and what we must accomplish 

because of whose shoulders we stand on

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It is in this celebration of remembrance that the radical love pours out

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even in the midst of our tears illuminated by the light and warmth from the Triune God

gives us hope

as we join lifting our voices for these Saints

radical Love that knows no bounds

goes on and on


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