Tuesday, December 31, 2013

We Shall Be Free

I am writing this on New Year's Eve.  It is a time when we look back at the past year and forward to new beginnings in the year to come.  We start counting calories again, trying to kick that pesky habit, praying more, giving more away, finally paying off that credit card.  It is a time of transition and new hopes.  

I was reminded of many of my own hopes just a few days ago on Christmas. Danielle's parents gave us the new Garth Brooks box set. Danielle and I absolutely love Garth Brooks.  Not only did his music serve as a soundtrack to our adolescence, but he is from our home state and also went to Oklahoma State University (interestingly enough he threw the javelin for the track and field team).  A few weeks ago we watched his television special live from Las Vegas and enjoyed every minute of it.  

As we were listening to this new box set, hearing him cover the songs of other artists that influenced him as well as listening to his greatest hits of his own as well, we listened to one of my favorites of his that I hadn't heard in a few years.  It is called "We Shall Be Free."  He wrote this song in the early nineties to express his concern over hunger, freedom of speech, homelessness, homophobia, racism, environmentalism, and freedom of religion.  He would go on to perform this song not only on his regular tours, but as a part of events like "Equality Rocks," a gay rights march in Washington D.C.  This song has been a part of Brooks's support for the LGBT community, which comes from his deep love for his older sister, Betty, who passed away just last month of cancer. Brooks supported his sister, an open lesbian in the not-so-accepting world of country music, and bucked the Nashville trend by being very vocal in his support.  I recognize that my mentioning that opens up a big can of worms, but don't let it distract you; "We Shall Be Free" is about that, but it is about much more than that as well.

The reason I bring this song up is that it encompasses many of my hopes and dreams as well.  It recognizes the truth of the words of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. when he said, "No one is free until we are all free."  My prayer for 2014 is that all people, led by people of Christian faith, will cast off the garments of prejudice, ignorance, condemnation, and self-righteousness and instead clothe ourselves in the garments of peace, love, justice, and mercy, recognizing that when we read the gospels we see that whenever Jesus was forced to choose between the holiness code and the mercy of God, he always chose the mercy of God.  May we follow his example in this blessed and peaceful New Year.    

Peace,
Everett
       
"We Shall be Free" by Garth Brooks

This ain't comin' from no prophet 
Just an ordinary man 
When I close my eyes I see 
The way this world shall be 
When we all walk hand in hand 

When the last child cries for a crust of bread 
When the last man dies for just words that he said 
When there's shelter over the poorest head 
We shall be free 

When the last thing we notice is the color of skin 
And the first thing we look for is the beauty within 
When the skies and the oceans are clean again 
Then we shall be free 

We shall be free 
We shall be free 
Stand straight, walk proud 
'Cause we shall be free 


When we're free to love anyone we choose 
When this world's big enough for all different views 
When we all can worship from our own kind of pew 
Then we shall be free 
We shall be free 

We shall be free 
Have a little faith 
Hold out 
'Cause we shall be free 

And when money talks for the very last time 
And nobody walks a step behind 
When there's only one race and that's mankind 
Then we shall be free 

We shall be free 
We shall be free 
Stand straight, walk proud, have a little faith, hold out 
We shall be free 

We shall be free 
We shall be free 
Stand straight, have a little faith 

We shall be free 

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

And You Think It's Cold Here!

Just as it was last week, as I look out my office window all I see is snow.  Last night as I was heading over to one of the nursing homes with our church’s Cub Scout Pack for some Christmas caroling, the clouds opened up again and dumped some more of the white stuff on us.  Apparently, though, the forecast for this weekend is for 50’s and 60’s, but with torrential downpours.  Weather-wise we can’t win for losing around here.  Either the steps are icy despite Larry’s best efforts, the sanctuary too hot in the summer no matter how hard the chiller is working, or there’s water pouring into the food pantry.  Woe is us, right?  Well, this week I got a little perspective when I came across a photo of Holy Trinity Eastern Orthodox Church in… Antarctica!

Trinity Church
Trinity Church captivated me.  It is quite obviously the southernmost Eastern Orthodox Church in the world, its parish being the workers at a nearby Russian research station.  The structure, which opened for worship in 2004, is built of lumber shipped in from Siberia and there are thick chains and cables in the sanctuary that help to stabilize the building in extreme weather.  The sanctuary can hold thirty people and it is manned by two Eastern Orthodox priests, usually for a year at a time.  Two couples have even been married there.  You can learn about one of the couples by watching the following video. 


How interesting is that!  Well, it gets better, because in researching Trinity Church I found out that it is not the only church on Antarctica.  There is somewhere around ten churches on Antarctica!  Among those churches is the Chapel of the Snows, which is a U.S. military chapel at the McMurdo Station, offering both Catholic and Protestant worship.  This is the third building they’ve had since 1966.  The other two burned down.  There is the tiny steel St. Ivan Rilski Chapel, built on Livingston Island by Bulgarians, as well as the Notre-Dame des Vents Chapel, a French Catholic chapel at Port aux-Francais, and the Stella-Maris Chapel, which I believe is a Chilean Catholic Chapel on Cape Horn Island.  The most interesting church building is probably that of the Chapel of Santisima Virgen de Lujan, which is Argentine Catholic.  The frame is steel but the walls are made of ice!  I should never complain about my feet being cold in my office again.  My vote for the most picturesque church building in Antarctica goes to the Norwegian Lutheran church in Grytviken, which has been there since 1912!  It is nicknamed The Whaler’s Church.  Here are some pictures of the various church buildings:
Chapel of the Snows

Stained Glass in Chapel of the Snows.  Notice the penguin.

Stella-Harris Chapel


My favorite: the "Whaler's Church"

The ice walls of the Chapel of Santisima Virgen de Lujan

A wedding in the Notre-Dame des Vents Chapel.

While it is interesting to learn about these churches and to see their church buildings, there is something much deeper that we need to see here.  When Jesus told his disciples, "For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them," he really meant it.  That goes for Jerusalem, for Rome, for the slums of Brazil, for the hollers of West Virginia, and yes, even for Antarctica.  It also shows us that when the Risen Jesus said, “you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth," he meant that too.

On a blog post by a writer named Brian Merchant I read, “We humans have gone to great lengths to build churches, mostly Catholic ones, in the most unforgiving climates on Earth. First came the expeditions, then the research institutions, then the churches. It's got to be a powerful comfort: the familiar idols, the symbology, the rituals, and the architecture, even for nonbelievers, when it's freezing, and comfort is otherwise elusive… Progress has done little to diminish our faith—secularization has unfolded much more slowly than the techno-optimists once thought. Which is why it's quite likely that one of the first structures humans will build on the moon—after the domiciles, after the research station, will be a church.”

I’m going to ask you to do something today, right now actually, that you never thought you’d ever be asked to do.  Stop.  Right now.  Be quiet for a moment.  Then pray for the Christians in Antarctica, that their faith would sustain them and even grow.  Pray for the priests and pastors in Antarctica, that they would have the wisdom and faith to minister in such unique and extreme conditions.  And pray for those in Antarctica who do not have faith in Jesus Christ. Pray that even though their toes are frozen that their hearts would be thawed so they might hear the gospel of Jesus Christ and respond with trust in God’s grace and mercy.  What an interesting testimony that would be—“I was thousands of miles away from everything in Antarctica.  But Jesus still found me there.”  I mean it.  Pray for them.  I’m pretty sure they need the prayers.

May the hope, peace, joy, and love of God in Jesus Christ bless you in these last days of Advent.  Christmas is almost here.  Try not to freak out about that.  If you keep your eyes not on all you have left to do, but instead on Jesus, you'll be okay... even if you're in Antarctica. 

Be at peace,
Everett   

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

A Meditation on Snow

Snow.  It’s everywhere right now.  It snowed several inches Friday.  While I was preaching on Sunday I could see out the glass doors that it was a virtual whiteout for awhile.  Did you watch the Detroit Lions and the Philadelphia Eagles later that day?  It was snowing so hard you could barely even see the players.  Then it snowed a few more inches early Tuesday morning.  Our side yard has about eight inches of snow on it, which made for a fun football game with the kids yesterday afternoon.  It is supposed to snow again on Saturday.  Granted, south-central Ohio isn’t quite Buffalo, New York, but this is a good amount of snow seeing as winter hasn’t even officially begun yet.  Looking out my office window on this bitterly cold yet beautifully sunny day, everything is covered with snow. 

Andy Goldsworthy once said, “Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.”  Well, when I was a little kid I lived in the lowcountry of South Carolina.  I can remember two dustings of snow throughout my entire childhood.  For kids who were much more accustomed to the beach, those very light snows were absolutely magical.  I also have a memory that I am not sure if it actually happened or not.  For some reason I remember our family pulling off the road in the mountains of North Carolina and playing in the snow.  The only reason we were ever in North Carolina was when we were on our way to or from Oklahoma, but that was always in summer.  Maybe it didn’t happen, but it’s a good memory nonetheless.

When I moved to northern Oklahoma when I was a freshman in high school I got my first experience with snows of several inches.  One weekend when we were snowed into my grandparents tiny little shack of a house, I remember pulling Lost Horizon off the shelf and reading it cover to cover, and being carried away to Shangri La.  Another time we were snowed in I read Jurassic Park in its entirety in one day.  Later in high school I remember games of snow football on the school lawn and lying down on an old car hood chained to my friend’s dually pick up, being pulled on the snow covered streets.  That was stupid.  Speaking of stupid, I also remember a snow day on which several of us were in our friend James’s Ford LTD that we’d named “Blue Thunder.”  We were doing doughnuts in the snow at the town rodeo arena.  We ended up running into a light pole.  James died five or six years ago of cancer.  He was a wild one and I have a lot of memories of times with James that should have killed us long before cancer took him.

I remember that on January 5, 2001 it snowed really hard in northern Oklahoma.  I remember that because I was in a little Toyota Corolla driving through the snowstorm trying to make the 120 miles from Stillwater to Cherokee.  I remember the date because our wedding rehearsal was that night and we were afraid no one would make it.  The next day it was freezing cold but sunny when we walked out of the church after saying our vows and eating some cake to be showered with birdseed as we climbed into that same Toyota Corolla with “Just Married” shoe-polished onto the back window. 

Another memory of snow that I hold close to my heart comes from five years ago or so when I was hiking with friends at about 10,000 feet in Rocky Mountain National Park in Colorado.  It was early October and when we were about four miles into our high altitude hike it started snowing harder than I’ve ever seen.  It was breathtaking.  I felt so small and insignificant, but that was a good thing for a change.  Eventually, though, we had to turn back without making it to the top of the trail because the snow was up to our knees.  We turned around but I’ll never forget the grandeur of what I saw that day.



Snow doesn't usually come to mind when we think about the Bible.  So often we think of all the events in the Bible happening in hot, dry, dusty climates.  Everyone is wearing sandals and protecting themselves from the heat.  However, it does snow in the Holy Land.  It snows a little bit pretty much every winter in Jerusalem, although it doesn’t usually stick, probably kind of like Atlanta.  However, this past January, Jerusalem had its worst snowstorm in twenty years.  They got eight inches in one day which is a good quality snowstorm even here in Ohio.  I love this photo of a Jewish man praying at the Temple Wall in the midst of the snow.  In Galilee, where Jesus grew up and lived until he was about thirty, it snows even more often than it does in Jerusalem.  So Jesus almost certainly got to experience snow as a young man.  I've never imagined that before!

Snow is mentioned twenty-three times in the Bible, usually as an example of something being clean and white.  The most famous example of this comes in Psalm 51:7, "Cleanse me with hyssop and I will be clean; wash me and I will be whiter than snow."  Of course, over time racists being the word-skewers they are, used these kinds of verses to teach those of color that to be white is to be closer to God.  That was a terrible lie and it totally misses the point.  David was pouring his heart out to God and asking for forgiveness. Cleanness is a metaphor for being forgiven.  Snow, when it first falls, is "clean" and "pure." It's just a metaphor; it doesn't have anything to do with anything else.  Snow is used several other times in the Bible as a metaphor in this way, and what a beautiful metaphor it is.  I have heard that when Bible translators were translating the Bible into certain African and Pacific Island languages, they had to find another word besides snow because nobody there had any idea what snow is.  The metaphor for forgiveness is extraordinarily important, too important to be lost just because someone has never seen snow.  I think they ended up substituting the word for clouds or sand or wool.  

My favorite of all biblical mentions of snow comes in Isaiah 55:10-12 and following:

As the rain and the snow
    come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
    without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
    so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
    It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
    and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
You will go out in joy
    and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
    will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
    will clap their hands.   

I don't know if I really was trying to make any kind of point today.  I just saw snow outside and decided to write about it. The snow, with all the accompanying cancellations of events, has allowed us to have an unexpected Sabbath time within our family.  At first it seemed a hassle, but then it seemed like a blessing.  I hope you are safe, and that you take just a moment today to look at the snow and to think about God, and think about the beauty of nature, and think about some positive memory you have that involves snow.  Share that story with someone, and be at peace.

May you know you are loved and blessed today,
Everett


Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Not Enthused Part 3 (conclusion)

As I’m sure you figured out if you checked this site last week, I took last week off from posting.  With the Thanksgiving holiday, the whole church staff had just two days to get done what usually takes us four days to accomplish.  That did not leave me any time to write a post and I figured that most folks wouldn’t be interested in reading that post on the day before Thanksgiving.  But I’m back now, and this week I’m going to pick up where I left off in my blog series on why I disagree with those within the Church who are calling for a return to the ways of the Reformers.  The reasons I’ve given so far for my disagreement are (1) not enough people are being invited to the table and (2) both the reformers and their modern devotees emphasize the doctrine of predestination.  This series could go on a great deal longer but I think I’ll conclude it this week to move on to subjects that might be of more interest to the general readership.  But before we move on, here is the last reason I will discuss for why I do not agree that we should return to the ways of the Reformers:

The Reformers lived before modern science and the Neo-Reformed crowd is often dismissive of contemporary science:

First of all, let me offer a little Alka-Seltzer to those of you who just got a terrible case of theological heartburn from reading the bold words above.  Please know that I do not dismiss all thoughts and beliefs from everyone who lived before the advent of modern science.  If I did that I’d have to get rid of a guy named Jesus, along with followers of his such as Paul, James, Augustine of Hippo, as well as Martin Luther and John Calvin.  In no way do I dismiss them as being superstitious and ignorant people as many secularists do.  Only someone who has no sense of history or culture would come to that kind of conclusion.  Socrates, Plato, Homer, Rumi, Jesus, Buddha, Confucius, Muhammad, and Shakespeare all lived before the dawn of what we consider modern science.  Where would we be without them?  

Secondly, I want you to know that I do not think that science will save us from ourselves.  Like everything connected to humanity, science does great good and great evil.  For instance, science is making it possible to eradicate many childhood diseases, while at the same time science is also making it possible for the Syrian government to kill children with chemical weapons.  Science has given us nuclear weapons, just as science has given us the heart transplant.  Science is the answer to some of our problems, but it is not the answer to all of our problems.   Henry David Thoreau asks the same question I ask, “With all your science can you tell how it is, and whence it is, that light comes into the soul?”  Now that you know that I do not dismiss pre-scientific minds as second-rate, and that I do not think that science is the answer to all of our problems, I feel like I can make my point.     

When Martin Luther nailed his 95 Theses to the church door in Wittenberg, Copernicus had not yet published his works that claimed (rightly) that the earth orbits around the sun instead of vice versa.  Later in his life, Luther did learn of this and in response he said, “There is talk of a new astrologer who wants to prove that the earth moves and goes around instead of the sky, the sun, the moon… but that is how things are nowadays: when a man wishes to be clever he must needs invent something special, and the way he does it must needs be the best! The fool wants to turn the whole art of astronomy upside-down. However, as Holy Scripture tells us, so did Joshua bid the sun to stand still and not the earth."  

Martin Luther, one of the greatest theological minds ever to grace this earth, was wrong on the subject of astronomy.  I don’t blame Luther for being wrong on this.  He was a theologian, not a scientist.  Also, he lived in a time when this idea was new and hard to believe (although it was true).  My problem with Luther is that not only was he wrong, but he also called Copernicus a fool who was just wishing to be clever.  This is not unlike what many conservative Christians say these days about scientists in the field of evolutionary biology; they’re just fools trying to be clever, or even worse evil.  Because Copernicus’s findings contradicted what Luther wanted to believe, Copernicus must be a fool.  It turns out that on that particular subject, history has proven Brother Luther to be the fool.  I really think that someday people are going to look back on this time in history the same way we look back on the 16th Century and say, “How could they have dismissed what is supported by so much scientific evidence just because it contradicted what they thought the Bible said on the subject?”  The Neo-Reformed folks (some of which reside in the congregations that are leaving the PC(USA)) want to stick with Luther on this one.  They recognize that Luther was wrong on this, but then they are willing to invest a great deal of time, energy, and money into doing the same exact thing he did except this time with common descent of all life and adaptation over time (Evolutionary Biology).       

We don’t know if John Calvin knew much about Copernicus, but we do know that Calvin held the common view of the day that the earth was in the center and everything orbited around it.  I don’t blame Luther or Calvin for being men of their own time, but I do think it is problematic to put as much stock in the biblical-scientific teachings of these two 16th century geniuses when they knew nothing of modern scientific knowledge in fields such as astronomy, evolutionary biology, neuroscience, and geology.  Again, by no means am I saying this makes all pre-scientific viewpoints valueless.  What I am saying is that science needs a chair at the table as well.  The Reformers didn’t know to invite science to the table.  However, those who call for a return to the Reformers refuse to give the invitation, and I believe they should know better.  

The Reformers and their modern devotees, because of their inerrant and literalistic views of the Scriptures, cannot help but reject scientific knowledge regarding the origins of the Universe, the origins of human life, human sexuality, and so on and so forth.  It causes problems for their rigid propositional theologies so they deny the validity of certain areas of science so they do not have to reformulate what they currently believe based upon 16th Century interpretations of 2,000-4,000 year old texts.  Many of these folks, along with other conservative Christians, believe that the world was created between 6,000-10,000 years ago, that either dinosaurs didn’t exist (I heard one pastor tell me once that the bones were planted by Satan) or they fit into that timeline and lived alongside human beings although all scientific evidence is to the contrary.  They believe that God created two people from scratch (which God most certainly can do, but it doesn't seem to have been done that way), that God scattered humanity and gave them individual languages, that two of every animal fit on one boat although the lowest estimate of the number of animal species is around 3,000,000 (even if you subtract the water and air animals, this still makes for a number in the millions), that the animals all then spread out from Mount Ararat in modern day Turkey (that’s a long walk/swim for a duck-billed platypus), that God made the sun stand still just so Joshua could kill more people (although the sun doesn’t move anyway), and I could go on and on.  It is difficult for me to understand how and why folks choose to believe this way, but as an American I completely feel they have the freedom to do so.  However, folks who believe this way often want to make the rest of us believe it as well through manipulating public school curriculum.  I think a lot of the Neo-Reformed folks fall into this category.

Personally, I concur with the stance of the Presbyterian Church (USA) on this topic, which states, “In 1969, the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States issued the following statement: ‘Neither Scripture, our Confession of Faith (Westminster), nor our Catechisms (Westminster), teach the Creation of man by the direct and immediate acts of God so as to exclude the possibility of evolution as a scientific theory… Our responsibility as Christians is to deal seriously with the theories and findings of all scientific endeavors, evolution included, and to enter into open dialogue with responsible persons involved in scientific tasks about the achievement, failures and limits of their activities and of ours… We conclude that the true relation between the evolutionary theory and the Bible is that of non-contradiction.’”
       
If you are interested in reading more about this, I have discussed the topic of science and the Christian faith in greater detail in my post from March 5, 2013 entitled “One of My Personal Heroes: Dr. Francis Collins, Md., Phd.”  Also, you should pick up the November 2013 issue of Presbyterians Today, which is entitled “Religion and Science—Can We Talk?” and is available on the small table outside the church office (and each session member has a copy as well).    In addition, I have a book called The Language of Science and Faith: Straight Answers to Genuine Questions by Karl W. Giberson and Francis S. Collins.  I’d love to lend it to you.

In conclusion I just want to say something about the Presbyterian Church (USA).  My denomination, the PC(USA), along with the United Church of Christ, Evangelical Lutheran Church of America, Episcopal Church (USA), and the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ), is one of the most progressive Christian bodies in regard to being a people of strong Christian faith while at the same time accepting, respecting, and often celebrating the findings of modern science including (but not limited to) evolutionary biology.  Some in our denomination are bothered or ashamed of this.  I, however, am filled with joy and a healthy pride because of this.  It is because of, not in spite of, our denomination’s open and progressive stance on this and other issues (in addition to the amazing peace, justice, and reconciliation work that we are doing around the world) that I am proud to be a member of the Presbyterian Church (USA) and to serve a Presbyterian Church (USA) congregation.  Although I don’t love it as much as I love Jesus Christ, I love this denomination very deeply, and I hope you do too.

Grace and Peace,

Everett