Monday, February 6, 2017

Living After Dissapointing



A Reflection for V Epiphany                         All Saints Episcopal Church, Southern Shores, NC  February 5, 2017                                                Thomas E Wilson, Rector
Isaiah 58: 1-12                        Psalm 112:1-9             I Corinthians 2:1-12                Matthew 5: 13-20
Living After Disappointing
The Isaiah passage for today is from that part of the book some scholars call “Third” Isaiah written in the school of the Prophet Isaiah who had lived in Jerusalem  from 742 to 701 BC  but this section seems to reflect life around  530- to 510 BC and even later after the Exiles have returned from Babylon in 539 BC and the initial enthusiasm has calmed down when they realize that restoring the land was a harder job than they had imagined and they are asking themselves; “What is in it for me?” Some have sunk back to the old practices of exploiting others and reducing God to a religious ritual instead of acting as if God is present in every moment and interaction of their lives. For many of them God seems so far away as they use their religion to find scapegoats and “point fingers” at those “other” people as the problem. 

The followers of Isaiah have three choices:
1)      They can go along with the finger pointers and say that God agrees with them and point the Divine finger of blame on the scapegoats in the hopes that their own religion business will get a boost of popularity as it defines itself as the only way to find God while pandering to the lowest common denominator.
2)      They can condemn the returning exiles in God’s name and say that they are totally unfit to continue and therefore consign them in their shame to the Divine Wrathful Judgement for the fitting punishment while only a small group of insiders in, or chosen by, the Isaiah school will get a Divine Reward.
3)      They can tell the truth of what they see but at the same time reminding them that they are loved beyond all measure and can still turn to the Divine loving presence which is never far from them and grow into being full members of the Divine family viewing their failures “not as a measure of their worth but as a chance for a new start.”

In case you didn’t recognize it, that last part of the third choice is from the Book of Common Prayer’s Prayer for Young People; one of the most beautiful and hopeful prayers I know of asking God for “strength to keep faith in God and find joy in God’s creation.”

Jesus in his explanation of the Sermon of the Mount in Matthew’s Gospel for today proclaims that each of us is the light of the world and at times we hide that light, but we are to “shine that light before others, so that they may see our good works and glorify God.” 

The question in the bulletin for today that I asked you to meditate on before the service was: “What is it like when you disappoint someone who loves you?” I am not going to ask for a show of hands for confession, so I will only speak for myself. I have had many incidents of failures in my life as a son, as a brother, as a student, as an employee, as a citizen, as a friend, as a husband, as a parent, as a church member, as a neighbor, as a Priest, as a human being and as a child of God. There have been times when I felt great guilt and separated myself emotionally or physically so that I would not have to feel the shame of failure. Another seeming antidote to shame is to double down and blame my behavior on someone else and justify myself as the victim. So that the son places blame on the parent, the brother on the sibling, the student on the teacher, the employee on the employer, the citizen on the government, the friend on the ex-friend, the husband on the wife, the parent on the child, the church member on the organization, the neighbor on the other neighbor, the Priest on the Congregation or Bishop, the human being on my genes, and the child of God on the whole idea of God. They have been my many failures, disappointments to God; but God keeps turning us to say that there is nothing that can ever separate us from the love of God. Knowing the love of God doesn’t help me “fix” the failures but it is part of the redemption. In my theology God is not the Big Mr. Fix-It in the sky to whom we send work orders to make it as if our choices never happened; rather God is the name we, for convenience sake, give to the creative energy that is in, under and through all; strengthening and redeeming all. I am who I am based on my successes and failures and the constant chances for new beginnings surrounded by love.

Church is not the club house for the perfect saints; rather it is a hospital for loved recovering failures who speak the loving truth to ourselves and others. Truth might point out guilt but we are not in the business of giving shame. Truth is not to make someone “feel” guilty; no one can make anyone feel anything; truth is there to provide information to break the cycle of what doesn’t work. Shame is the destroyer while truth given in love is the first step of finding God’s strength for forgiveness of self or others, which is the repairer and the restorer. The lesson from Third Isaiah reminds us we can be “called the repairer of the breech, the restorer of streets to live in”, or as Jesus says, we can be “lights to the world”. Today we pray for all of us who have once disappointed “for strength to keep faith in God and find joy in God’s creation.”

Living After Disappointing
Divine eyes reflecting in lovers sighs saying,
“Wish to speak and hear truth to or from you
but we will give all ways what is loving true.
Much expected from you, we continue praying
even if you disappoint, remaining loved child
from whom nothing, nothing can ere remove
a deeper ancient bestowing of love’s groove
trying; not attempt to have shame in you riled.”

From an old imperfect generation to another’s
is passed, imperfectly at times, of awareness
of need forgiving love keeping us from a mess
of world of cold, estranged sisters and brothers.
O God, help us to reflect your trust and truth
continuing joyfully as your own beloved youth.

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