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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Sermon: Holy Waiting, Together



A Sermon Preached in
The Twenty-third Sunday after Pentecost
(Proper 27A RCL) November 12, 2017
The Rev. Vicki K. Hesse, 
Director of the Whitaker Institute
Episcopal Diocese of Michigan

Readings found here.

Good morning! 
Greetings from the Diocese of Michigan
in my role as the Director of the Whitaker Institute. 
Who knows about WI or what WI does?
The Whitaker Institute is the teaching
and Christian formation department of the Bishop’s office. 
Founded by Priest Bob Whitaker, we now
provide learning opportunities in the Dio
beyond what individual parishes can
developing and forming disciples
to do God’s work in the world. 

Practically speaking,
this includes three main programs:
First, Safeguarding courses – (currently under revision)
regular courses designed to teach church ministers
about protecting the safety and dignity
of children and vulnerable adults. 
Second, Exploring Your Spiritual Journey – “EYSJ”
a twice-monthly circle of people (facilitated)
listening with the ear of their heart
how God is calling them to serve in the world.
Third, Academy for Vocational Leadership –
a monthly seminary operating collaboratively with
Dio E Mich and Dio W Mich.

Whitaker offers several other enrichment courses
that arise through commonly expressed needs –
such as the Epiphanies Conferences,
the Saturday series and Holy Land pilgrimages.

I would like to thank Priest Carol, in absentia,
for inviting me here today to be with you.
pause
Rainer Maria Rilke once said,  
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart
and try to love the questions themselves…
Do not now seek the answers,
which cannot be given you
because you would not be able to live them.
And the point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
Perhaps you will then gradually,
without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”
Today’s gospel text remains unsolved in my heart- 
the message was so subtle, I almost missed it.
The bridesmaids waited together.
It was what they had in common.
They waited, they got bored, they fell asleep. 
The action of the story takes place afterward, after waiting. 
The shout of the groom’s arrival
fueled the “so-called” wise ones to go immediately
and the “so-called” foolish ones to realize, only then,
that they could not light their lamps. 

Is this what the kingdom of heaven is like?
Being shut out because you are not prepared?  I think NOT. 
Let me be clear.
Here is what we believe –
the Kingdom of heaven, which we experience, every. Single. Day…
Is full of God’s love and acceptance, hope and forgiveness. 
And sometimes the Kingdom of Heaven can only be recognized against
the parabolic rhetoric of Jesus’ parables or extreme events. 

In this text there was a commonality: they waited. 
Waiting.  We all do it; willingly or not.

How many of you had to wait for something or someone today? 
How many of you are still waiting for someone or something? 
Think about it: what are you waiting for?

For what is St. James as a faith community waiting?
For what are we, as a nation, waiting? 
For what, are we, as a humankind, waiting?

These questions are that yearning
that is part of the Kingdom of Heaven,
whether in the extreme parables of Jesus or
the extreme events of shooting in Sutherland Springs.
Waiting.  We do it together. And it is hard.
…..
Let’s look at the Gospel in context. 

See, the Gospel of Matthew was written
at least fifty years after Jesus. 
The faith community, by that time,
had been waiting a long time for Jesus’ promised return.
Most of the people who knew the first disciples
were probably dead. 
During those 50 years, the Temple
(that most holy place of committed Jews who confessed Jesus and
the Jews who did not)
– well, that temple had been destroyed. 
And the followers were still waiting. 
And it was still hard.  
And they waited, day by day, together.
So of course Matthew wrote about the difficulty of waiting.

The letter that Paul offered to the Thessalonians,
written only 20 or so years after Jesus’ death,
addressed the anxiety present from waiting,
so Paul encouraged one another.
Paul, during his time, knew a thing or two about waiting. 
He waited, often times in jail,
with the support of other believers in the community.

So with all that going on,
Paul emphasized being prepared,
saying how hard it is to wait,
and to encourage each other.
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That waiting was not just hard for the first century people.
Here we are 20 centuries later and
we post-moderns still find it hard to wait.
We are particularly challenged by
delayed gratification
Impulse control
Drive to be busy
Fear of wasting time.
And begrudgingly, we wait.

Waiting. We all do it.  It’s what we have in common.
For some, waiting is good:
It’s the wait for the full term birth of a healthy child, or
the wait for confirmation that we got that promotion, or
the wait for our retirement party marking the end of a successful career.

But waiting for something that is hard, that’s different. 
When will the diagnosis be made?
Why have I not heard back from that job interview? 
Has my family arrived safely in their journey?
When will God be clear
about what I am supposed to do with my life?
Veterans of our armed services
– they waited a lot, and we do, too:
when will wars be over?

It is still hard to wait.
Waiting. We all do it.  It’s what we have in common.
.. .. . . .

And those bridesmaids – they all waited. 
Yet they did not wait alone
– they just waited and waiting and waited,
even through the delay.
They waited till they all fell asleep.
And they did it together – the wise and the foolish – together. 
And God was with all of them the whole time. 
For God knew exactly where each person was
And what they were up to,
whether wise or foolish, stingy or unprepared – they were not alone.

And God was with the people in the shooting,
God was crying, too, in the horror.
And God showed up in the waiting, after.
God bonded those people to us, together, forever.
. . . .. .

Let’s wonder together –
how can we prevent isolated waiting? 
What kind of community can St. James be,
and what can be done to ensure that
 no one is locked out of any banquet, wedding or not?

We start with God, who calls EVERYONE to this table:
rich, poor, gay, straight, trans, black, white, saint and sinner.
Everyone is welcome.

St. James – where your mission statement is
“to restore all people to unity with God and with each other in Christ. 
Does that happen quickly? No, it happens in the waiting.

In the space between our words,
in the pause we take before speaking,
in the interval between “Coffee and Conversation” events,
in the recess between invitations and acceptance. 

A friend of mine, going through a rough illness,
waits a lot at that hospital.
His life is punctuated by IVs and therapists.
He waits.  A Lot. 
I asked how does he do that, what keeps him going? 
Well, he looks for flowers each day. 
He reports his flowers on his blog:
·        The kind woman who stopped by with a smile.
·        The grandchild who facetimed with him in the morning.
·        The added oxygen when he felt ill. 
·        The Spirit-inspired medication that will make him well. 
His practice of waiting
shows the grace of God’s presence
even in the midst of hard times. 

People of God gathered at St. James –
you know that it is hard to wait.
It’s what we have in common.
You, as a faith community,
are a genuine place of welcome
in a broken, isolated, divided world. 
You celebrate, here, week after week,
the opportunity to be with God in the waiting,
to encourage each other for action in the world.

For in solidarity with each other,
the Spirit binds us with wisdom
about which we heard in the first reading. 
Think about how often we have shared
with a friend only to realize,
yes, *that’s it!* to a burden we previously could not solve.

“…wisdom is easily discerned
by those who seek and love and desire it. “
In the waiting, wisdom appears on the path
and shines with the light of Christ. 

The good news? You are not alone in your waiting. 
God is with you and loves you in that midst.

So today,
think about something you are waiting for
(other than for me to finish my sermon). 

When you get to coffee hour, ask each other
                          what are you waiting for?
                          What hopes and dreams do you anticipate
                             that make your heart skip a beat?
In sharing how you wait,
1.     God’s presence will lift your load
2.     God delights in your joy
3.     God gives us patience toward those unsolved questions

For how we wait and live into the questions is
part of who we are as a faith community
– a holy people, with holy dreams and holy hopes. 

This is who we are in holy waiting, living into God’s answers.

Amen

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Sermon: Hysterical strength



 
Sermon for September 6, 2015 / 5:30pm
Fifteenth Sunday after Pentecost 
(Proper 18)
The Rev. Vicki K. Hesse
St. Philip’s In The Hills, Tucson, AZ
Lord, open our lips, that our mouth shall proclaim your praise.  Amen

We have all heard stories
of mothers who pick up a car to save their baby,
or heroes who do incredible feats
to save someone who is in an accident.

In 2006 in Tucson, Tim Boyle watched
as a Chevrolet Camaro hit an 18-year-old.
The car pinned the young adult,
still alive, underneath.
Boyle ran to the scene of the accident and
lifted the Camaro off the teenager,
while the driver of the car pulled him to safety.[1]

This is just one of dozens of stories. 
Stories of well-documented feats
of what the medical community calls
hysterical strength” – that
-- unnatural and amazing strength
tapped during high-stress situations.
These stories jar our sense of possibility.

This “hysterical strength” might be
what happened with the woman
in the gospel reading today. 

Jesus had left Jerusalem
and went away to the region of Tyre,
a Gentile, non-Jewish region, to get away. 
He did not want anyone to know he was there. 

The Syro-Phoenician woman
heard he was in the area and
sought him out immediately. 
She felt the horror of her daughter’s affliction
and was filled with fierce motherly love.
She approached Jesus and
begged him to cast out the demon
from her daughter.

And then, she heard, “No.” 
From Jesus.  She heard, “No.”

Have you ever heard a “No” from Jesus
in your life?  Or sensed a “No”? 
It seems so out of character! It seems so unfair.

Sometimes, we seem to hear
a “no” from God when we ask for help
in the midst of our struggle while
nothing seems to soothe us.

Sometimes, we don’t even ask;
Thinking that we are not worthy
to ask for our needs –
maybe we feel we are not holy enough,
since we can’t come to church every Sunday,
or we forget to pray every day.

Sometimes, we might feel that
our struggle seems so minor
compared to the horrors we hear about:

the striking SunTran employees;
out of work on Labor Day.

the refugee crisis in Europe
(and in our own country)
… people fleeing a deadly life
in their own country and
are turned away at the borders,
the struggle of race relations in our country,
shown by high percentage
of Af Am’s in prison
compared to the general population,
the death of endangered species
threatened by climate change

We wonder –
why would God even bother with our little pain? 

So we hear “No.”
Or we think we hear “No.”
But is it possible, that it is a “not yet,”?

Is it possible that we simply have not recognized
how God is doing a new thing?

The Syro-Phoenician woman heard “not yet.”
Standing near Jesus, she came and bowed down. 
Near him, she found a hysterical strength
to respond to Jesus, who engaged in a
verbal sparring match.
And with her phrase of equal strength and power,
the woman expresses her gritty faith;
she did not take his “No.” 

She made Jesus reconsider
what “faith” looks like. 
He noticed her persistence.
He noticed her hopeful insight.
He noticed her trusting acceptance.

àHere, Jesus recognized the woman’s argument
as stronger than his own and
he granted her petition.

àHere, Jesus reframed faith as –
clinging to Jesus,
expecting him to hear, to restore, to save. 
It is demanding he do
what he says he is going to do. 
The woman,
fueled by her hysterical strength,
knew that Jesus
would never turn away
anyone who seeks help.
This encounter recalls
the story in John’s gospel
at the wedding in Cana. 
Mary, Jesus’ mother,
insists that since there is no wine,
that he is to do something. 
“Woman, what concern is that to you and to me?
My hour has not yet come.”
Yet, he does do something and
changed the jars of water into wine. 
This was the first of his signs,
revealing his glory.

In today’s story,
another women pushes him
with hysterical strength of wit
to cross boundaries
of gender, religion and ethnic origins,
to heal her daughter. 
He was just trying to get away,
but instead, he changed his mind.

He healed the woman’s child.

The miracle here is not just
the demon extraction,
but also the overcoming of
prejudices and boundaries
for his love.

Jesus knew that he could never
turn away anyone who seeks help –
even those “gentiles” –
the non-Jew population of the world.

And so it is with us.  Next to Jesus, we, too,
find in our community of faith
a tenacity, a wisdom, a wit. 
Next to Jesus, in our community of faith,
we find a hysterical strength. 

For example, from our own community,
Early on, the
“Border and Immigration” ministry team
heard a “No” from the community.
There was debate about
where the community might support
 – or not – the refugees and immigrants
from our nearby border. 

Yet as the ministry team continued
to pray and discern and be tenacious,
hearts softened and opened up
to realize our role and
the possibilities to which God is calling us. 

Our community began to find healing
through the presence of Jesus
and monthly prayer vigils, border visits and sewing efforts.
Not all the problems have been solved,
but many hearts have been transformed
and God’s redemption is making way.

In another example, our own community engaged
“After School Music (and homework) Program”
that supports children of two
nearby elementary schools. 
At these schools,
nearly all the children qualify for free lunch
due to their poverty. 

Through prayer and presence near Jesus,
our community
discerned a need to transform
hearts through serving these kids. 

Again this year,
we will have 22 children and 50 volunteers
each weekday to make a difference
in each others’ lives.
Not all the poverty problems have been solved,
but many hearts have been transformed
and God’s redemption is making way.

Coming up on October 31, you, too,
can stand in the presence of Jesus –
in this community. 

On that Saturday,
our community will engage in prayer,
dreaming of ways we can live into
our vision for St. Philip’s. 

How do we do that? 
Like the Syro-Phoenician woman, we persist.
We express hopeful insight.
We demonstrate trusting acceptance. 
We dream of bringing about
God’s redemptive powers to heal the world.
All voices matter in this discussion;
we hope you will participate.

The good news today is that
God’s hyperactive strength embues us
with courage and hope and tenacity. 
God heals and reconciles and offers wholeness
to you and to me and to our community. 

For when we are held together
by the nearness of Jesus,
here at the Eucharistic table,
we can recognize new possibilities
in a truly abundant world. 

Amen.