Showing posts with label resistance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label resistance. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Sermon: Mary Sings

Wool Felt, Sheep'S Wool
A Sermon preached in 
Christ Church, Grosse Pointe, Michigan
by The Reverend Vicki Hesse, Associate

The Fourth Sunday of Advent, Year C
20 December 2015
Take our lips, O Lord, and speak through them, take our minds and think through them, take our hearts and set them on fire for you. Amen.

Listen here.

My mother always had a tune under her breath.  She was constantly humming
and occasionally breaking out in song.  As a music major, she studied all the major composers and practiced diligently on the piano, modeling for us how to be disciplined and faithful towards a passion. 

My mother always had a tune under her breath – maybe to change the subject
away from a difficult situation, or maybe to lighten up the mood when things were tense, or maybe just to express her joy.  I thought about her singing habit all week as I would occasionally sing out, “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord…” Which is, of course …the first line of The Song of Mary, one song in a series of songs offered in the Gospel of Luke.

Mary sings when Elizabeth greets her, Zechariah sings when his son John is born, the angels sing with the multitude of the heavenly host when they bring good news of great joy, and Simeon sings his song of release once he realizes that God has kept God’s promises in Jesus, the Christ child.  Jesus might have even sung his first sermon as he read from Isaiah, “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor.”

It seems that many people have a tune under their breath, but why?

Pastor David Lose[1] suggests that it is because singing is an act of resistance. 
singing is an act of resistance. While singing is an act of joy and a way to share companionship, it can be, and is often, an act of resistance. 

Scientifically speaking, Psychology Professor John Lennon suggests
that singing is an inborn response that fulfills a need to communicate
with the larger Self.[2] (with a capital “S”) Singing is a way to push against, or
to resist the world as we see it from our small self and to bring to bear the More, what is beyond us, the community’s whole Self.

In other words, singing is a body-mind-soul response to re-member our little selves with a larger community – and all of creation. This act of resistance, of pushing against our reality, serves to remind us who we are and whose we are.

American slaves knew this. The spirituals they sang praised God and gave voice to their protest. They sang a protest against their masters who kept them from worshiping, but could not keep them from deliverance as promised in the Bible.

Civil rights leaders knew this too – singing “We Shall Overcome,” when many people did not allow a movement of justice or a triumph of equal rights.

Protesters in Leipzig, Germany (1989) knew this as well, “…for several months
preceding the fall of the Berlin wall, citizens gathered by candlelight …to sing. 

Over two months their numbers grew from a little more than a thousand people to more than three hundred thousand (over half the citizens of the city), singing songs of hope and protest and justice, until their song shook the powers of their nation and changed the world.

(Later, when someone asked one of the East German secret police why they did not crush this protest like they had so many others, the officer replied, “We had no contingency plan for song.”!)”

And Mary and Elizabeth knew this. They must have known how absurd their situation was: Elizabeth, too old to bear a child and Mary too young and not yet married. Yet, (in the hill country of Judea, a long way from any place of power and influence) they were both called to bring God’s promises through their little selves to their larger community, the people of Israel – and all of creation. 

When they looked at the situation squarely in the face, they did not retreat. They did not apologize. They did not despair.  They believed that nothing would be impossible with God.  And what did they do?  They sang.

And the Magnificat – Canticle 15 – (which we say every day at Evening Prayer, here in the chapel, 5pm [won’t you join us?]) The Magnificat is Mary’s answer
to the blessing she received from Elizabeth.

When Mary sang, she did not do so under her breath. She sang out, affirming God’s greatness.  She sang out, proclaiming good news for the poor. She sang out, declaring freedom from systemic injustice.  She sang out, announcing the end of oppression by political rulers. She sang out, beholding God’s redemption of her and her child. 

She sang of God’s redeeming work not as future, but in a voice of prophets, that God’s work was already fulfilled. Such is the confidence of faith in the face of darkness. Such is her prophetic word of liberation, with authority, from her soul. That is how she responded to her lived darkness, of fear, humiliation, oppression.

That is how we can respond to our lived darkness, the darkness that we have faced in recent weeks – the threats of terrorism, the violence to innocent people, the unkind words expressed by politicians, the unexpected death of loved ones – given this darkness that we have faced in recent weeks, what do we do?

We sing.  We sing songs of hope that resist current darkness.  Sing songs of hope that require us to look beyond ourselves for rescue and relief. Songs of hope that give us clear voice and fresh ears for God’s promises God’s promises made to Abraham and all God’s people that God will come among us and be with us, forever.

When the world seems dark, we sing. When God seems distant, we sing. When it seems the powers & principalities are winning, we sing. Why do we sing? 

Because through God’s goodness we resist our small selves in favor of the Self who is More, the Self who is Love, The Self who connects us to each other, to all of creation, in community. 

We sing because we believe in God’s ultimate scandal – that God would enter human life with all it’s depravity, violence and corruption.  We sing because it is our song.

And in our song, we breathe together. For God’s breath fills our hungry hearts with good things, God’s breath lifts up our vocal cords, God’s breath strengthens our whole being. God’s breath arises from our soul to proclaim the greatness of the Lord. God’s breath fills us with light and love to resist the present darkness. That is why we sing.  That is why Mary sang.

My sisters and brothers, this week you might find yourself humming a tune under your breath. Share that tune with your friends and family. Breathe together in joy and love and resistance. And when you do, you will be proclaiming the greatness of the Lord in your life.

Keep this song under your breath, and resist the darkness of our lives. 

God has – and will – do great things for us, and Holy is God’s name.

Amen.





[1] Inspired by http://bit.ly/1QI0cQJ cited on December 19, 2015
[2] Reported at http://bit.ly/1m63hO4 cited on December 19, 2015

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Sermon: John Roberts, Priest


Sermon for February 25, 2014 ~ 
10:00 Healing Service
Feast Day of John Roberts, Priest, 1949
St. Philip’s In The Hills Parish, Tucson, AZ
The Rev. Vicki K. Hesse
For online access to the readings click here.
I speak to you in the name of One God, Creator, Christ and Holy Spirit. Amen

Today is the feast day of John Roberts, 1949. 
What do you know of him and his work?

The various profiles offered describe John Roberts
as one who grappled with his vocation,
which was “ministering to only Christian people”
John Roberts’ grappling resonates
with so many of us – we can relate!
how God was working in his heart,
with a deep yearning for more connection,
more meaning, more use of his faculties for God’s will.

After growing up in Wales, JR served briefly in the Bahamas.
He asked to be sent to CO where he then worked with miners,
and in a small pox hospital,
and then he went to the Wind River Range in WY in 1883.

There, JR learned the languages of
the Shoshone (mountain- people) and
the Arapahoe (plains- people). 
He learned their languages and recorded their vocabulary
for future generations of English-speakers
as well as Native peoples
to learn each others’ languages.

JR thirsted in his vocation;
he saw others’ pain and had the gift of language
to share God’s love. 
This strange journey to which he was called
certainly had its share of
misunderstanding, resistance and conflict.
Perhaps that is why the texts for today
from GJohn include those three components – misunderstanding, resistance and conflict.

The context of the passage from GJohn begins with
“the festival, the great day.” 
This festival, in Jewish context,
was the Feast of the Tabernacles,
commemorating God’s protection of Israel
at their times in the wilderness. 
For six days, the Israelite priests carried waster
from the pool of Siloam to the water gate of Jerusalem.
Then, that special water was
poured out as a libation on their altar. 
On The Great Day, the last day of the 8-day ritual,  
there was a time of solemn worship
after a procession is made around the altar seven times and
there is a waving of branches and chanting. 

In this context, The Great Day, Jesus cries out,

“Let anyone who is thirsty come to me, 38
and let the one who believes in me drink.
As the scripture has said,
‘Out of the believer’s heart shall flow rivers of living water.’” 39

J and his disciples observe The Great Day and all the rites to which the people consider as meaningful. 
Yet in his crying out, we can also understand
that he is reframing the meaning of it all
–       the whole scene –
because The Word is now in the world. 
J’s presence changes everything about being thirsty and
from where one shall drink to be quenched.

As J speaks these words, the people are perplexed. 
There is misunderstanding,
there is resistance,
there is conflict. 
There goes J again, kicking up the dust. 

The people gathered react. Wait, what? Is this The Messiah? It’s difficult to see in Jesus a new understanding
of God in the world.
The people resist Jesus and judge him
according to pre-existing systems and structures
that continue to fuel misunderstanding. 

I wonder – are we not like people of all time?
Do we allow moments of misunderstanding,
resistance and conflict
to show us God’s grace? 
In these critical times of emotional and spiritual upheaval,
do we squirm and try to get out of the discomfort?

For the people gathered there for the Festival of Tabernacles,
that moment that Jesus spoke revealed something new
about God and about humanity’s relationship to God. 

Jesus cried out that He was the living water,
the real presence of God that quenches thirst,
because he was God.  The water was not.

In our moments of misunderstanding, resistance and conflict,
when we seek healing and wholeness,
when we seek relief from grief and loss,
when we thirst for meaning for our lives, Jesus cries out to us.

 Jesus invites us to believe – or beLOVE him and
to drink in his love. 
Through those messy moments,
Jesus invites us to see and experience
something new about God.
In Jesus, there is compassion, there is grace,
there is the deep hope in this community here gathered,
as we realize that our neighbors really do care about us,
that we are not alone when we gather as God calls us. 

*pause*
There is an artist named Sark,
who writes these wonderful DIY Creativity books. 
One of them is called “A Creative Companion: How to free your creative spirit.”[1]

This book invites the reader to follow their inner artist. 
She reminds us that creativity is fueled by difficult moments, when there is resistance or even fear.
And when we are vulnerable. 
She makes this recommendation:
“Invite someone dangerous to Tea.” 

Now you can decide what is “dangerous” to you,
but this kind of invitation speaks to the power of
jumping directly into the mess,
in the promise that it is in the mess
where God’s love is directly revealed. 

Today, JR offers his messy,
vocation-grappling life to us
as an offer to see God’s grace in his life,
as hope that God’s grace also pours onto our life
to heal, make whole, bind up and reconcile all that is misunderstood, resistant or in conflict.

God, in Jesus, is the living water,
the drink that quenches our blessedly messy lifes.

Today, may you know God’s love in all of it.

Amen.