The Blame Game

The Blame Game

I came across an old comic strip the other day “Frank and Ernest.” It was simply a drawing of Noah’s ark with the animals lined up getting on board two by two. Noah says to Ms. Noah, “Two each of everything, except we’ll take as many scapegoats as we can get!”

In life, we like scapegoats, don’t we? When things go wrong, we like to have something or someone else to blame. “It’s not my fault!,” we like to say. 

All the way back to Adam and Eve, when God asked Adam why he ate the forbidden fruit, what did he do? He blamed it on Eve, of course. Eve, in turn, blamed it on the serpent!

We are human. We’re flesh and blood. From time to time we all make mistakes. We all fall short. But don’t we grow more as human beings when we face up to our mistakes and failures and when we accept the consequences and learn from them?

Let us pray: Loving God, we thank you that you know us, inside and out. You know our challenges, our shortcomings, our failures, and yet, you love us still. Help us to look at our own lives with gentle honesty – and yet much love. Where we fall short, give us grace, give us compassion for ourselves, remind us of the need for forgiveness, but then O God, give us the courage and strength we need to seek solutions – not blame. We ask in the name of the One whose love for us never dies. Amen.

Praise and Gratitude

Praise and Gratitude

There is an old story about a Tailor who visits his Rabbi. The Tailor says “I have a problem with my prayers. If someone comes to me and says, ‘Mendel, you’re a wonderful tailor,’ that makes me feel good. I feel appreciated. I can go on feeling good for a whole week, even longer on the strength of one compliment like that. But if people came to me every day, one after another, hour after hour, and kept saying to me ‘Mendel, you’re a wonderful tailor,’ over and over again it would drive me crazy. It would soon get to the point where I wouldn’t want to listen to them anymore. I would tell them to go away and let me do my work in peace. This is what bothers me about prayer. It seems to me that if we told God how wonderful He is once a week, even once every few weeks, and just one or two of us at a time, that’s all God would need. Is God so insecure that He needs us to praise him every day? Three times a day, morning, noon, and night? It seems to me it would drive God crazy.”

The Rabbi smiled and said, “Mendel, you’re absolutely right. You have no idea how hard it is for God to listen to all of our praises, hour after hour, day after day.  But God knows how important it is for us to utter that praise, so in his great love for us, God is willing to tolerate it.”

There is something indeed about speaking praise and naming that for which we are thankful that changes our perspective. Gratitude always gives us a glimpse of the bigger picture. And, our prayers open our hearts to God and to others.

Let us pray: We do praise you, O God, for your creative power, mercy, and undying love. Thank you for the many blessings that flow into our lives every day. May we never fail to notice and may we never forget to give thanks. Amen.

He Wants to Love and Care for You

He Wants to Love and Care for You

Over the past couple of days, we’ve reflected on a passage in the Gospel of John (12:1-8) where Mary anoints Jesus’ feet with oil.

I remember a couple of years ago, near the very end of the day, I was just about to head out to go home, and a woman walked in the church. She looks down and out… And as she peeks her head in, she asks if she can sit in the sanctuary and pray.  It was the end of the day, and I was feeling kind of anxious and ready to go, but I said, “Sure go ahead.” And I thought: Well I’ll knock out a few more things.  So I went back in the study.  

But she’s in there a long time, and I’m starting to wonder, should I go in there and check on her? Should I see if she needs any help? Should I just let her be? 

I was feeling kind of anxious because that morning, on my way into church, I got a phone call from one of my daughters. I don’t even remember what it was now, but there was clearly distress on the other end.  You probably know that kind of phone call… when there is not much you can do but listen… And worry! 

So, it’s kind of a bad day. And now I’m feeling anxious, ready to go.

But just a few moments later, she comes out, and I ask if I can help her with anything. She said, “Yeah. Can you help me with some groceries or some food?” I handed her a grocery gift gift card, and I asked if I could pray for her.  

When I finished the prayer, she looked at me and said, “Thank you, Pastor. Can I pray for you?” I was a little caught off guard, but I said sure.  She put her hand on my shoulder, and it was the most beautiful heartfelt prayer…I could feel this sense of peace coming over me as she prayed. Then she said, “Pastor, you look tired. Get some rest.” And then she left…

Do you know that feeling when someone has seen you – and cared?  It feels pretty good. Even still, I don’t know about you, but I find it much easier to be the one who takes care of others. For some of us – it’s easier to be on the giving side than the receiving side. Sometimes it’s hard to allow other people to care for us, or – even harder to ask for help when we need it. 

I think again about this passage. Jesus, the One who saves us, Jesus, the One who heals us, Jesus, the One who goes to the cross for us – allows his friend to love and care for him.  I’m reminded: He wants to love and care for us. And sometimes he is going to use other people to do it.  We just have to be willing to let him.

Let us pray: Gracious God, give us eyes to see the need of the person right in front of us. But also help us to be the kind of people who are not too proud to ask for help… and who allow others to care for us. And as we do, may we experience your deeper love – the love of Christ himself.  Amen.

One at a Time

One at a Time

Yesterday we reflected on a passage in the Gospel of John (12:1-8) where Mary anoints Jesus’ feet with oil.

Several years ago an elder in our church, Sharon Hartsell was in a High School auditorium for an end-of-year banquet. A student she was mentoring had won a Character Counts award. But what was unique about the situation was that this young woman was practically homeless. And you know, in that situation, it is a minor miracle that she would earn an award like this. It was a big deal. 

When they called each student on stage to receive their award, they were allowed to have a parent or grandparent up with them, someone who had inspired them.  When this young woman was called to come up, she stood at the podium and said, I didn’t have a parent to bring with me, so I invited my mentor Miss Sharon. She’s made all the difference. 

As they were walking off the stage together, the Superintendent of Schools, touched Sharon on the arm and leaned over and whispered, “We save one at a time…” We save one at a time.

Writing about this passage, author and scholar Ronald Rolheiser says: “Any one of us who visits a sick or (hurting) person, regardless of how inadequate and stuttering our actual words might be, anoints that person, just as a priest does in the sacrament of the sick. To touch a sick person’s hand or to speak words of affection or consolation to a (person in need), in its own way, does what Mary did for Jesus.

Who’s standing in front of you in this given moment? The aging parent with increasing needs… a troubled teenager… the struggling coworker… the grieving neighbor, the woman in the grocery store line speaking a language you don’t understand…

Sometimes it can be as simple as eye contact and a smile. Sometimes it’s simply anointing someone with your presence, and your attention. Sometimes a few simple words are all that’s needed: How are you, really? Tell me more. How can I be praying for you? 

It is true, what the superintendent said: We save one a time.  

Let us pray: Gracious God, give us eyes to see the need of the person right in front of us – perhaps even as close as our own kitchen table. May we care as you care; in Jesus’ name. Amen.

The Person Right in Front of Us

The Person Right in Front of Us

There is this story in the Gospel of John (12:1-8) where Jesus was with Mary, Martha, and Lazarus, this family who he clearly loved, when Mary brings in a bottle of very costly perfume. You can just imagine the scene where she is pouring it on Jesus’ feet, and the house is filled with this magnificent fragrance.

But just as this is happening, Judas interrupts: Well! Why didn’t we sell this perfume and give the money to the poor?  In this context, this is a fair question. Jesus has been all about caring for the poor. But he says, “Leave her alone. She kept it for the day of my burial. You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”

We have to be careful here because some people have assumed Jesus was saying that we don’t really have to care about the poor and the vulnerable, because it’s just ordained that they are always here. But he was actually quoting the book of Deuteronomy where God says to Moses, “Moses, you will always have the poor with you in your land, do not neglect them! Do not fail to open your hands to your brother in need.” (15:3)

In fact, what Judas misses is that right in front of him, at that moment, was a human being in need. Here was Mary, who was clearly struggling – her friend, was going to be put to death. She had a need to give, a need to show her love. And then right in front of Mary, is Jesus… who knew he was facing the cross. 

Jesus was not saying we can neglect the larger need. But he is saying: Don’t overlook the needy one right in front of you.

So often, we get overwhelmed by all the need in the world around us, or we get so caught up in our day-to-day lives, that we miss the people right in front of us who are hurting.

A friend told me about a sign she saw in an ICU room in a hospital. It said, “Please look at me.”  It was a reminder that even patients who may not even be able to respond, need that human eye contact… and they often need that human touch.  My daughters who work in restaurants tell me that there are people who come in who basically just grunt at them, or bark (Four waters!) – and hardly even look at them. Which makes me think about clerks in the grocery store and others who serve us all the time.

The truth is, the need around us is immense. And while there is a lot of good we can do on a larger scale, often the greatest impact we can make is with the person right at hand.

Let us pray: Gracious God, give us eyes to see the needs of the person right in front of us – perhaps even as close as our own kitchen table. May we care as you care; in Jesus’ name. Amen.

The Bug Disease

The Bug Disease

Today’s message was written by Rev. Dr. Roger Kunkel, founder of Dial Hope.

I want to begin this meditation with a passage from the New Testament, 1 Peter 1:22: “Now that you have purified your souls by your obedience to the truth so that you have genuine mutual love, love one another deeply from the heart.” 

The late musician Duke Ellington said his doctor once told him that the bug disease kills more people than any other disease in the world. It is very important, therefore, not to let anything bug you! The Duke’s doctor wasn’t talking about germs. He was alluding to the tensions of living and our relationships with others. 

One of the most destructive stresses of life is hatred. If you let yourself hate, the chances are that the one you hate won’t get sick – you will! Loving your neighbor instead of letting him bug you is the very best way to avoid such tension and illness. 

Doctors find that Jesus’ admonition to love one another is good sound medical advice. Freedom from the bug disease brings not only a healthy body but also peace of mind, a happy life, and continuous hope. 

Memorize this beautiful passage from the Old Testament book of Proverbs: “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a downcast spirit dries up the bones.” (Proverbs 17:22) 

Let us pray: Loving God, we acknowledge that life is a mixture of light and dark, ease and difficulty, joy, and distress. Today we pray especially for those who now experience the darker side; those who grieve, those who struggle with personal problems, those who feel neglected, those whose lives are touched by illness or despair, those who are tired and scared. Let the hope that comes from Jesus Christ infuse them with healing, love, strength, and courage. Save us all from the bug disease of hatred, bitterness, and cynicism. Now let the word of joy and hope that is in the gospel ring in our ears with new truth and fervor this day. Through Jesus Christ. Amen.

Gratitude Lunch

Gratitude Lunch

Some time ago, I read a touching story. Three times a month, Jermaine Washington and Michelle Stevens get together for what they call a “gratitude lunch.” They do this for a very good reason! Washington donated one of his kidneys to Stevens. 

Originally, they met at work and often ate lunch together. One day Michelle broke down and cried as she spoke about waiting on a kidney donor list for 11 months. She was being sustained by kidney dialysis but suffered chronic fatigue and blackouts. On top of all that, she was plagued by joint pain. Because Washington couldn’t stand the thought of watching his friend suffer, he gave her one of his kidneys. 

It is a beautiful story. And I love their response. I love the idea of a “gratitude lunch.” What a great way to remember and celebrate!

In just a few weeks, we will be celebrating our own “gratitude lunch – or dinner.” But this story made me think about how our lives could be so much richer if we spread a little Thanksgiving celebration all throughout the year.  

I wonder what you have excuses you might come up with to set up a few “gratitude lunches” of your own.

Let us pray: We have so much to be grateful for, O God. May we never fail to notice and celebrate all your blessings; and to give as we have received; through Jesus Christ. Amen.

Questions without Answers

Questions without Answers

There’s an old Peanuts comic strip where Linus says, “So, I had to tell the teacher that I just didn’t know….” Charley Brown responds, “Maybe some questions don’t have an answer.” “Like what?,” Lucy asks. Snoopy replies, “Like, did Jesus ever own a dog?”

It’s true. Charley Brown is right. Some questions don’t have answers – at least not that we can grasp.

I am continually reminded of the need for humility in the face of questions about suffering and loss, and the future itself.

The Apostle Paul reminds us, “For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; (one day) we shall see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.”

In the meantime, we are reminded, “And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.” (1 Corinthians 13)

Our prayer today is attributed to St. Augustine sometime around the late 4th Century. Let us pray: God of life, there are days when the burdens we carry are heavy on our shoulders and weigh us down, when the road seems dreary and endless, the skies gray and threatening, when our lives have no music in them, and our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. Flood the path with light, turn our eyes to where the skies are full of promise; tune our hearts to brave music; give us the sense of friendship with heroes and saints of every age; and so quicken our spirits that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us on the road of life, to your honor and glory. Amen.

“Let the Little Children Come”

“Let the Little Children Come”

Today’s message was written by my friend, Rev. Amy Camp.

Laughter, Silliness, Play, Delight, Joy. These are just a few words to describe my feelings as I hear preschoolers playing every day at church.

Jesus says (in Matt 19:14) “Let the little children come to me and do not stop them for to such as these belongs the kingdom of God.” 

Not long ago, a 5-year-old came up to me after chapel saying, “Pastor Amy, I’m going to sing you a song.” Before I could accept or decline, she had already started singing. Not once but twice I politely tried to stop her while she was singing her song. You see, she needed to go back to her classroom with her classmates. And it was time for me to get back to work. And then-boom-I got it. 

Here it is… the kingdom of God- right here, right now, right in front of me…and I almost missed it! God spoke to me through that little girl- through her words, her sweet smile, and her beautiful innocent eyes. God was reaching out to me with love, and I almost did not receive the gift.

Jesus valued children. They know how to be fully present in each moment. They embody wonder, delight, and joy. They trust.

Let us pray: Dear God, thank you for little children and the love, light, and joy that they bring to the world. Make us more like them. Help us to trust as they trust. Help us to believe that you will take care of us-no matter what happens, and you have good things planned for us – a hope and a future! Amen.

Just Enough Turbulence

Just Enough Turbulence

Today’s message was written by Rev. Dr. Roger Kunkel, founder of Dial Hope.

George Bernard Shaw called Beethoven, “the most turbulent spirit that ever found expression in pure sound. The power of the Ninth Symphony is the turbulent joy of humanity.” Of course, when turbulence runs our lives, everything becomes chaotic, crazy. But that isn’t the fault of turbulence. We humans are to blame. To be sure, the only people without problems, concerns, and turbulence are in the cemetery! 

The knack in life is to keep enough turbulence to be expansive without being inundated by it. As Nietzsche once commented, “We must have enough chaos in our lives to give birth to dancing stars.”

This reminds me of Henry David Thoreau. When his mother found him still awake in bed as a young child she asked, “Why, Henry dear, why don’t you go to sleep?” “Mother,” said he, “I have been looking through the stars to see if I couldn’t see God behind them.”

Let us pray: O God, we are thankful that you do not give us all we ask, but only what we need. May we be wise as foxes and innocent as lambs, so that we can live in this world and remain effective without losing our dream of love, faithfulness, and joy. So often we complain that you ask more of us than we can manage. Then, an ageless Down Syndrome child beams up at us in the supermarket, a homeless mother, fighting for her kids, looks clear-eyed at us and talks trustingly of you and her future. Some irrepressible Samaritan shows up to sign us up as innkeepers. So we learn again that what’s up to us is not everything, but only the most we can do is to make grace real to others, to help justice roll down like waters, and peace flow like a river, and beauty spring out of ugliness, and hope take wing like an eagle. Loving God, how great Thou art! In Jesus Spirit we pray. Amen.