Actions Rooted in Love

Actions Rooted in Love

Jesuit scientist Pierre Teilhard de Chardin held that God is at the heart of all cosmological and biological life, the depth and center of everything that exists. He once wrote, “Our nature is already endowed with grace, and thus our task is to be attentive to that which is within and that which is without—mind and heart—so that we may contribute to building up the world in love… Our lives have meaning and purpose. . . . We either help build this world up in love or tear it apart… Every action can be sacred action if [it] is rooted in love. . .”

I feel both convicted and heartened by this statement. “We either help build this world up in love or tear it apart…” I take this to mean that at almost every moment, we have an opportunity. How we interact with those around us, how we give or withhold, what we read and post on social media, what we hold in our hearts, and what we surrender, all matter. 

I pray today that you and I would be the kind of people who contribute to building this world up in love. May we see the possibility of our actions as sacred, holy, and meaningful. And may we begin by noticing God’s presence at the heart and center of all that is.

Let us pray: On this Valentine’s Day, open our eyes, Holy God, to see your presence in the people and world around us. My our words, actions, and very lives ever be rooted in love. We ask in Jesus’ name. Amen.

Remember

Remember

As a part of my sabbatical last summer, I spent four days on silent retreat at a Trappist Monastery up in South Carolina. The silence was difficult. In fact, at the end of the first day, walking back to my room that night, I thought to myself, “I’m going home tomorrow!” I stayed, and it was hard. But it was also a powerful, renewing experience. The silence created space for reflection and prayer. 

And there was more… 

Each evening, I would gather with the monks for Compline – the last prayer service of the day. At the end of worship, the sanctuary was darkened and there was only candlelight. We then filed out – one by one – single file in silence. The Abbot stood behind the baptismal font, and before we left, individually we would pause and bow our heads. He had what looked like an orb, dipped it in the fount, and splashed water across our heads…

No words. But I thought to myself: Remember your baptism.

From there, every night, I walked out into the meadow alone and walked the labyrinth. I thought about the wild meadow, and the wild God we worship. And I remembered my identity, that I was called to be a part of something much bigger than myself…that I am connected to many who have gone before me and many who will go after me, and to all on the journey with me. I remembered that in the time I have here on earth, I have a contribution to make, and I felt a renewed sense of calling and purpose. 

Today, I pray that you too would remember your primary identity as a child of God. May you remember that you too have a calling on your life. And may you come to see that in the time that you have left here on earth, you too have a contribution to make. 

Let us pray: God, thank you for your claim on our lives and for your unconditional love and grace. Grant us minds that are ever open to your calling and hearts ever willing to respond. Amen. 

No Expectation of a Return

No Expectation of a Return

“God so loved the world that he gave…” begins the most familiar statement in Scripture. Giving is how love expresses itself. Giving is to love what eating is to hunger. The test of love is that it gives even when there is no expectation of a return. Ann Lamott wrote of an eight-year-old boy who had a younger sister dying of leukemia. He was told that without a blood transfusion she would die. His parents asked if they could test his blood to see if it was compatible with his sister. He said sure. They tested, and it was a match. 

Then they asked if he would give his sister a pint of his own blood, that it could be her only chance of living. He said he would have to think about it overnight. The next day he told his parents he was willing to donate the blood. They took him to the hospital; he was put on a gurney beside his six-year-old sister. Both were hooked up to IVs. A nurse took a pint of blood from the boy, which was given to his sister. The boy lay in silence as the blood that would save his sister dripped from the IV until the doctor came over to see how he was doing. Then the boy opened his eyes and asked, “How soon until I start to die?” Love is never so fully love as when it gives — even when there is no expectation of a return. 

Let us pray: Loving How Great Thou Art! Your love to us in Jesus Christ is beyond our wildest imagination. Thank you for the rainbow covenant of your unconditional love and for walking with us each step of life’s way. Now hear our myopia, our hesitation, our pride that we may learn to love with no expectation of return… like the little boy who thought he was going to die when he gave a pint of blood to his sister. May the gentle breath of your spirit renew every part of our being that we may become more like Jesus, in whose spirit we pray. Amen.

Like a Father

Like a Father

Today I would like to say a special word of thanks to those of you who have supported the Dial Hope Foundation with a financial donation. Your gifts make this ministry possible!

There’s an old story about a boy who was standing on the banks of the Mississippi River waving and shouting at a passing steamboat. He was trying to signal the steamboat to come into the dock. A man from town saw what was happening. “That’s foolish young man,” he said, “That boat will never come ashore here because of your request. The captain is too busy to even notice your waving and shouting.” However, just then the boat turned and headed for shore. The little boy grinned and said to the stranger, “The captain is my father.”

Sometimes in life, we might feel like God is too busy or too distant to notice our distress, our pain, our suffering. But one of the things Jesus taught us, is that God is like a loving father; a father who listens, who is compassionate, and full of mercy and grace. God is like a Father who longs with an aching heart for the prodigal to come home.

Prayer: Loving God we ask for an upwelling of hope that in the midst of life’s joys and troubles, we would know, without a doubt, that you are present, that you are with us, and that you are faithful. We turn over to you now any confusing or troubling issues that we face – and we ask for your mercy and for your guidance. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Words of Encouragement

Words of Encouragement

Savannah native, author, and editor Arthur Gordon once wrote about finding a bundle of letters in an old attic. These weren’t just any letters. They were letters written by a grandmother to members of her family and friends shortly after the Civil War. 

Those were hard times in our country. There was still considerable animosity even within families. Many in the South were left in poverty and ruin. Yet Gordon discovered that every one of these found letters ended with the phrase: “Have I told you lately what a wonderful person you really are!”

Just imagine how much those simple words would have meant to each member of her family and to each one of her friends. Just imagine how her letters would have lifted their spirits. Just imagine how they would have felt, and how they in turn would have responded.

Encouragement can be a beautiful thing, and it goes a long way: when it comes to faith, when it comes to work, when it comes to parenting, and when it comes to everyday living.

The Apostle Paul once wrote to the church in Rome, “I am longing to see you so that I may share with you some spiritual gift to strengthen you – or rather so that we may be mutually encouraged by each other’s faith, both yours and mine.” (Romans 1:11)

This just reminds me that when we find ways to encourage others, not only are they strengthened, but something happens in us as well. In giving to others, so often we find our own hearts and lives enriched.

Let us pray: We thank you, loving God, for the encouragement that we have received from others over the years. We thank you for their love and support, and for the ways in which that love and support sustain us. Help us to be the kind of people who build others up. Help us to find and celebrate the good, and to pass it along. May the world know we are Christians by our love. Amen. 

Surely the Lord Is in this Place

Surely the Lord Is in this Place

Several years ago in a Sunday school class I attended, we were studying the story of Jacob and his dream about the ladder to heaven. Our teacher Betty Chinnis began the class with a story. 

One day a young man was talking to his girlfriend. He said, “Last night, I had a dream about you.” Her interest was piqued and so she responded, “Oh, tell me about it.” The young man answered, “In my dream, I proposed to you. What do you suppose that means?” The girlfriend thought for a moment then replied, “It means – You have more sense when you’re asleep than you do when you are awake!”

In his early life, Jacob was a dishonest conniving character. But in his dream, he grasped something deeper. He saw a vision of the Holy and he heard God’s voice. In the dream, God extended the same promise and charge to Jacob as he had to Abraham and Isaac: “…all the families of the earth shall be blessed in you and in your offspring. Know that I am with you…”

When Jacob woke up he said, “Surely the Lord is in this place and I did not know it!”  

Our teacher Betty made the point that like the young man in the joke, “Jacob had more sense when he was asleep than he did when he was awake!”

Like Jacob, may you come to know that God is with you in this place. God is with you wherever you are in this moment – whether you are feeling full of joy and celebration, or full of heartache or worry, or stress. Today, may you pause long enough in God’s presence to hear his still small voice, “Know that I am with you. You have been blessed. And you are charged to be a blessing.”

Prayer: Amazing God, we thank you for your love that beckons us to grow, and for blessing us so that we might be a blessing to others. We also thank you that we do not walk alone. We trust that your grace is enough to sustain us and that your love is enough to compel us to more abundant life. Amen.

Wind / Spirit / Breath

Wind / Spirit / Breath

There is this intriguing passage in the Gospel of John after Jesus is raised from the dead – where he breathes on his disciples and says to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit. As the Father sent me, so I send you.”

It’s interesting. The word “breath” in the Hebrew language is the same word as wind, and it is the same word as spirit. God’s Spirit is God’s breath. The book of Genesis, tells us that it was when God breathed his breath into the dust of the earth that the first human was formed. In the book of Psalms, it claims that when God sends forth his Spirit, living beings are created and the face of the ground is renewed. It is God’s Spirit, God’s breath that gives life.

Now the earliest Christians picked up on this and they believed that this same Spirit of God could dwell or reside in a person. So, when we say yes to Christ – we are saying yes to the same power that created the universe. We are saying yes to the same power that gives life to all living beings. We are saying yes to the same power that raised Jesus from the dead. 

It is this same Spirit that Jesus breathes into you and me.

Today I pray that you would claim the gift of the Holy Spirit. As you do, may you be strengthened, encouraged, and filled with God’s peace. And, may you know that you are being sent by this same Power, to strengthen, encourage and feed others.

Our prayer this morning comes from the Presbyterian Book of Common Worship. Let us pray:

Come, O Holy Spirit. Come as Holy Fire and burn in us,
come as Holy Wind and cleanse us within,
come as Holy Light and lead us in the darkness,
come as Holy Truth and dispel our ignorance,
come as Holy Power and enable our weakness,
come as Holy Life and dwell in us.
Convict us, convert us, consecrate us, 
until we are set free from the service of ourselves, 
to be your servants to the world. Amen. 

The Power to Bless

The Power to Bless

In his book, To Bless the Space Between Us, John O’Donohue tells the story about how as a young priest he had occasion to visit a contemplative community of nuns. An older sister opened the door. Knowing that he was a new priest, she asked for his first blessing. He said, “I stood over this contemplative and drew on every resource I knew to invoke the most intimate blessing. As I was completing the blessing, it struck me how ironical this situation was: here was a contemplative who had spent over sixty years of her life navigating the searing silence and darkness of God, yet she was asking a twenty-five-year-old for his blessing. When she stood up I decided to kneel down and ask her for her blessing. She seemed utterly taken aback; she mumbled something and practically ran out of the room… This was a woman who practiced a totally contemplative life, and yet the system made her feel that she could not bless, and conversely, it made me think I could… This experience led me to question who had the authority and power to bless.

O’Donohue went on to write, “Whenever one person takes another into the care of their heart, they have the power to bless… to bless someone is to offer a beautiful gift… A blessing is a form of grace; it is invisible. There are no limits to it.. for one who believes, a blessing can signal the start of a journey of transformation.”

Yesterday, my message was on the power of blessing. It is in fact, a beautiful resource that can be carried in the “toolbox” of any caring human being. 

A blessing is simply a spoken hope, prayer, or truth offered for healing, for encouragement, for nourishment and strength to be carried along the journey. When spoken with sincerity and kindness, the impact is lasting.

I just wonder, I wonder if there might be people in your life who need to hear a blessing from you today…

Let us pray: Today, may we receive your blessing, O God, as we remember these words spoken to the prophet Jeremiah: ‘For surely I know the plans I have for you… plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope.” May it be so, O God. May it be so. Amen.

The Act of Blessing

The Act of Blessing

Right before I went on my sabbatical, I visited a member of our congregation who was in the hospital. We had a nice visit and we talked about my upcoming pilgrimage. Before I left I asked the parishioner if I could pray for him, and I did. But then, as we looked up, he took both my hands, and looked me right in the eye, and with kindness and sincerity he said, “Joe, may this pilgrimage be a blessing to you and to your family. May this time draw your family deeper together. May you be strengthened and renewed. And may God be with you.”

To feel the gift of that… In that moment I felt strengthened and renewed already. His words were an offering. They were a blessing in the truest sense.

The Irish poet and philosopher John O’Donohue says, “A blessing is a circle of light drawn around a person to protect, heal, and strengthen. A blessing awakens future wholeness. It is an invitation to growth – to become more than you have been, to transform loss into presence, and to allow what is false to fall away. At the gates of time, blessing waits to usher toward us the grace we need.”

Think about this. How many of us have received spoken words of blessing from others? How many of us had inspiring, encouraging, or affirming words spoken to us, even years ago, about our worth, our value, our future? Reflect for a moment about how those words impacted you. I know many people carry those words around with them their entire lives. 

I just wonder, I wonder if there might be people in your life who need to hear a blessing from you…

Gracious God, you have formed us from the dust of the earth, breathed into us the very breath of life, and then when you looked at your creation you pronounced it very good. Thank you for your unconditional love and grace. And, thank you for calling us to follow Jesus as he shares that love and grace with others. Amen.

Letter of Thanks

Letter of Thanks

Today I want to suggest an exciting idea – I want you to try giving yourself away. 

I once knew a man who suffered a nervous breakdown, during which he sat for months in gloom and mental darkness. One day I suggested he try to turn off his dark, depressing thoughts by practicing thanksgiving. I said, “Start thinking of people who greatly helped you in your life.”

So, he wrote an elderly school teacher, a Miss Elaine Smith, who had been a positive influence on his life. A reply came, written in the shaky handwriting of an aged lady. “Dear Willy,” she wrote, “When I read your letter I was blinded by tears, for I remember you as a boy, and as I think of you now I see you as a little fellow in my class. You have warmed my old heart. I taught school for fifty years. Yours is the first letter of thanks I ever received from a student, and I shall cherish it until I die.” 

Friend of Dial Hope, writing a letter of thanks – a project like that – may involve taking a little time – but it’s an opportunity to give a little of yourself, and really that’s the best you can give. Strangely, when you give yourself, you find yourself. 

Let us pray: God of hope, we come to you when our hope is vanquished, and our faith is small. We come to you when the promise of the “good life” has been found lacking when clothes and cuisine, cars, and cappuccinos become insufficient nourishment for the hunger of the human spirit. We come to you because we have nowhere else to go. O God, save us from ourselves; from self-indulgence, and self-idolization. Heal us from the sickness of the body but even more from the sickness of the soul. May we get caught up in the current of your compassion, the flood of your forgiveness and so lose ourselves in the wide ocean of your love. In the name of the risen Christ. Amen.