A Reflection for XV Pentecost (proper 18) All Saints’ Church, Southern
Shores, NC September 6, 2015 Thomas
E. Wilson, Rector
What is Your Good
Name?
From the first lesson for today from the Book of
Proverbs: “A good name is to be chosen rather than great riches, and favor is
better than silver or gold.” Years ago at a clergy conference, we had a
seminary professor lead us through parts of the book of Proverbs. She warned us
not to tell our parishioners to read the book of Proverbs straight through
because they wouldn’t get anything out of it. She suggested that the best way
to read the book is one Proverb at a time, one day or even one week at a time. Read
one proverb right after you wake up and try to memorize that one verse. Say the
proverb again at breakfast - reflect on it - what does it mean for you? At your coffee break, say the proverb aloud
to yourself. Repeat and reflect at lunch, at midafternoon break, at dinner, and
before going to bed. Try to live into
the proverb so that you have brought it into your life. Some of the proverbs
will be a waste of your time, but others contain wisdom passed on through
centuries. Knowledge comes from outside oneself, but Wisdom comes from the
heart of the true self within oneself.
In the Gospel story from Mark for today, Jesus tries
to get away from people, but his good name precedes him, the name made not of
letters and words but of love. We remember Jesus not for his miracles but for
the fact that he was the embodiment of the compassion of God, and we take his
good name as strength and a model.
Last month I finished a book by David Brooks called The Path to Character in which he posits
that there is a difference between a resume and a eulogy. A resume is a
document that represents to people who do not know you what skills and talents
that you possess for a position that you are interested in filling. The resume says that this is what you can do.
A resume after you die is called an obituary and it tells the things that you
have done.
I remember about 20 years ago when my mother called
me and shared that she was distressed to read in the Carolina Alumni
Association bulletin the notice of my death. It made no mention of my marriage, my child,
my going to seminary or my ordination - it only listed my degrees from
Carolina, social work experience, and the college in which I had taught. I too
was saddened to have had only a partial resume and not to have merited a
eulogy. I wrote the Alumni Association suggested that, while the time of my
death seemed to correspond to the time when Pat and I were in Egypt and visited
the “City of the Dead”, a collection of mortuary Temples and Tombs on the West
Bank of the Nile from Luxor, and while I had enjoyed visiting the Tombs, I
decided not to remain there full time.
Apparently there was another Carolina
graduate with a similar name - Tommy Wilson, instead of Thomas E. Wilson - who
was also teaching there at the college in another department, and he had died. When
the Alumni Association wrote to me suggesting that I needed to give money, the
letter was noted by a secretary who had been hired after I left to go to
seminary ten years before and she returned the letter, writing on the outside that
Tommy Wilson had died. The Association called and checked and the receptionist
confirmed the bad news, so the newsletter went out to let my classmates know
not to expect me at the reunion.
Unlike a resume, a eulogy is an exercise undertaken
by someone after you die which attempts to
share that part of your character that remains living in the community
after your death. The word eulogy comes from the Greek of “eu” meaning good and
“logos” meaning words, or good words about how God was made real in this
person’s life. In his book, Brooks looks at the lives of people to share the
character traits we need to have a society worth saving. All of the people
chosen were complex people and had lapses and failures in their lives, but they
also had character traits that live after them. In essence the book is an
extended metaphor on the first of the Proverbs in today’s first lesson. “A good
name is to be chosen rather than great riches, and favor is better than silver
or gold.”
In Othello,
Shakespeare has Iago, pretending to be afraid of being accused of slander,
mouth these lines:
Good name in man and
woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
In the bulletin for today, the meditation question
is “What is your good name?” Too often we wait until we are near death before
we take the time to think about what our good name is. Pat and I went out to
lunch this week and I asked her to tell me her character traits, and she got
all sorts of humble because she had always been taught to not sound like she
was boasting. I reminded her that we had read Richard Rohr’s reflection for
that day over breakfast where he said:
We all need such inner experience instead of simple outer
belief systems. You need inner experience whereby you can know
things to be true for yourself instead of believing them because other people
say they are true. This is second-hand religion or hearsay religion which is
unfortunately the most common variety.
Finally after much prodding, she allowed that she
only hoped that people would say that she was a “Wise Woman”. By this she meant that she goes deep into
herself to touch the wisdom that comes from being in touch with the collective
unconscious - for wisdom comes from within, and she picked good people as
models, and she learned from her mistakes. Confucius said: “By three methods we
may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; second, by imitation,
which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.”
I tried to prime the pump, and she accepted that she
is a faithful friend, an extravagant lover of God and neighbor, an appreciator
of the beauty she experiences through eye and ear, a fearsome foe to the
mean-spirited, fearless in her loyalty to victims of injustice, and a seeker of
peace. That I see is part of her good name that she lives into.
We are at the point of our life where we are going
to have to down-size. The house that we love, the art collection we have, the
money we have in the bank, the clothes which stuff our closets – none of these
will outlast us. What will survive is our true self, our soul, which will
return to the One in whom we had our beginning and on this plane of existence,
we leave our good name.
What is your good name?
What is My Good Name? (poem)
When
I asked why he did call me “Thomas”,
father
joked it is a guy in a bar on that night
I
was born. A girl friend said “Less a promise
made
and more a Michael would been right.”
Good
names are not made of molded syllables
of
written characters, but a sum total character
of
the who, which outlives concluding syllabus
for the deeds or goods of a once one-time rector.
Titles
held, deeds done, hours given, words said,
written,
or recited; all will in memory fade away.
Will
compassion last longer than my hair once red,
even with greater spirit than that good gin Bombay?
When
the rain of hundreds of storms turn buried ashes
into
richer earth, I hope my spirit will speak in silence
of
the graves to the lives my soul did touch in flashes
of the passion given me, and from birth, I had
reliance.
Iago’s
pretend fear of slander is not my today’s threat.
Good
name is not a what, a hole to fill; but the whole
of
being, that each day I am tempted to pawn in debt
for clutter of that God gifted center of this
eternal soul.
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