Sunday, August 20, 2017

The Canaanite Woman, Jesus, and Crossville, Alabama

Most of us have heard the story. Jesus is traveling with his disciples when he encounters a Canaanite woman who asks him to heal her daughter, to rid her of a demon. Jesus does not even answer her, but he does tell his disciples, in her hearing, that he was sent only to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.
She then comes and kneels before him and asks again, “Lord help me,” to which Jesus responds, “It is not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.” She stands her ground and replies, “yes Lord, yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from the table.” Jesus then commends her faith and grants her wish. (Matthew 15:21-28)

This was always a difficult story for me to hear. How could the Christ, the Son of God, be so uncaring, so cruel, to a mother whose child was in dire distress? That is, until I remembered the fourth century struggles and fights and shouting matches that led to the creeds: the creeds that declare Jesus both fully God and fully human. As I reflected on a fully human Jesus I was able to look at him in the same way I have looked at and studied the human race as a whole. Human beings are and always have been a tribal species. It is only the grace of God that allows us to see ourselves and all human beings as children of God.

Jesus as God was above this tribalism. Jesus as a human being was a first century Jew and like all human beings, first century Jews had their own religion, customs and foods. They were loyal to their families, their tribe and their religion. Other nations and peoples in the region and at that time had the same loyalties. The human Jesus lived into his time and place on Earth with all that implies. The Canaanite woman stood her ground, looked Jesus in the eye and pushed him to expand his human boundaries, to enlarge his vision of God’s plan for him. Jesus saw the world through both human and divine eyes, and after this encounter his two views of the world became one. We see this in an encounter with another woman, at a well in Samaria. “The time is coming,” he told her, “that true worshippers will worship God in Spirit and in Truth.” (John 4:23)

The important lesson for us is this: like the human Jesus, we human beings are bound by family, tribe and nation. We are peoples of different denominations, different faiths, or no faith at all. We eat different kinds of food, have different customs, ways of worship and languages. We used to be a national society, but now we are a global society. We may or may not like it, but this is the way life on this earth has evolved.

So, how do we adjust to these changes? How do we adapt? Do we even want to adapt? How can we be loyal to our family, our tribe and our nation, and at the same time be loyal and faithful to our God? Remember, it was not easy for Jesus either.


David Uptain grew up in all-white Crossville Alabama, and forty-three years ago he was Quarterback on the all white football team. Today he has just retired after two decades as Principal of his Alma Mater, now a high school whose student body is 70% Mexican and Guatamalan. The immigration debate in the United States today is not an abstraction in Crossville, where languages, cultures and assumptions collide.

In the early 1800’s the original English and Scots-Irish settlers came to the isolated mountain top in Alabama, and like many immigrant communities they were proud, resilient and hard working. With the wave of new immigrants from the south, those who had lived there for generations were angry at worst, wary at best. How do you look out for your neighbors when you don’t speak the same language, eat the same food or have the same history? How do you learn to trust “outsiders.”

Uptain freely admits that he was prejudiced just as many of us who grew up on this mountain were. His attitude began to change when his sister started to date a Kuwaiti Exchange student. He did not want to lose his sister so he got to know the new boyfriend and learned to like him.

David Uptain saw himself as an ambassador of sorts, and made a commitment to use whatever influence he had as Principal to “take hold of both sides and pull them together.” “Patience is the key,” he said, “and understanding, prayer and a belief that everybody deserves a shot at anything we have to offer.”

Maria Quintana sits at the main desk in Crossville High's front office, about 10 steps from Uptain's office. She is technically the School Secretary, but also serves as translator and assists parents and grandparents in filling out forms and helps them make the school experience better for their children and grandchildren. Quintana came to Crossville as a child in the early 2000’s and began school in kindergarten and graduated from Crossville High School. She says the Crossville she loves today is not the town she experienced when she and her family arrived. “Then the whites and Hispanics didn’t mix, the new culture was not accepted and one could feel the tension.” In school she was bullied and the white boys would pull her long black hair. The English Learning Language teacher was called a “Wetback Lover” and worse.

Looking back, she says, “Things have changed so much. People are more accepting of each other; they are friends with people of other races.” And, she says, white people now shop at the Mexican grocery store and bakery. Everyone is trying new things.

Uptain reminds us that “Crossville still hasn’t made it to a place where everyone’s ok with everyone else. Most people, including Crossville’s teachers and students will tell you that.” But, he continues, “Profound change takes decades to work through. Crossville is home. I could have been one of have been one of those folks that said, I’m not doing this, I’m leaving. But Crossville means more to me than that. It meant we need to accept and change and grow, and become the right kind of person. It’s way beyond picking a side. It’s rooted now, down in my soul.”

The Canaanite woman, and Jesus would be proud!









Sunday, August 13, 2017

A Tale of Two Marches:

A Tale of Two Marches:
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
(With Apologies to Charles Dickens)

Two marches took place on Saturday, August 12, 2017: one in Hayneville, Alabama and one in Charlottesville, Virginia. I had written my sermon on Friday, August 11, before the events and aftermath of the two Marches. It was entitled, “If you want to walk on the Water, you have to get out of the boat,” and was based on Matthew 14:28-33.

Peter answered him, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.’ He said, ‘Come.’ So Peter got out of the boat, started walking on the water, and came towards Jesus. But when he noticed the strong wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, ‘Lord, save me!’ Jesus immediately reached out his hand and caught him, saying to him, ‘You of little faith, why did you doubt?’ When they got into the boat, the wind ceased. And those in the boat worshipped him, saying, ‘Truly you are the Son of God.’

It was, I thought, a pretty good sermon. By late afternoon on Saturday, I knew that today, Sunday, was going to begin very early in the morning, before daylight. Who knew we would have to “get out of the boat” so soon?

I did manage to keep the first couple of paragraphs of the original sermon, so there is that. I began with two questions: What is the situation in the church and the world today? Of what are we afraid? And, if we are afraid, we get out of the boat anyway. At Christ Episcopal Church, our drive circles around the church building and the entrance and exit are marked with signs, “Enter to Worship, and Exit to Serve. The message we receive each week is “come together in community to worship and receive strength, then go out into the world and do what Jesus did.” And do this, even if our feet get wet, and even if we are out of step with the world. To quote from the Beatitudes,

Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil
against you falsely for my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in
heaven, for in the same way the persecuted the prophets who were before you.
(Matthew 5:11-12)

Now back to our two Marches. The first March in Hayneville, Alabama, a March for justice, peace and equality, is in memory of Jonathan Myrick Daniels, an Episcopal Seminarian and graduate of Virginia Military Institute, who came to Alabama in 1965 to help African Americans register to vote. Daniels and several others, including Ruby Sales, an African American teenager, were arrested and held in the Lowndes County Jail. When they were released, some of them crossed the street to Cash’s Grocery to by something to drink. As they entered the store, a part time Deputy Sheriff leveled a shotgun at Sales and fired just as Daniels stepped in front of her to save her life. He died instantly. The Episcopal Dioceses of Alabama and the Central Gulf Coast sponsor this yearly pilgrimage to commemorate Daniels and all other martyrs of the civil rights movement.

The second March, which took place almost simultaneously, was “Unite the Right,” and was about hatred, terrorism and murder. Both of these Marches force us to “get out of the boat.” As we get out of the boat, we, like Peter, must keep our eyes on Jesus in order to withstand the storm and stay afloat.

Where were the Christians on this weekend in Charlottesville? On Friday night they were inside St. Paul’s Church on the Campus of the University of Virginia praying for justice and peace and surrounded by White Nationalists with torches. They were not able to leave until marchers disbursed. On Saturday, clergy and lay Christians were on the sidewalks carrying signs proclaiming justice, peace and equality and singing “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.” I believe Jesus would be and was there with them.

The White Nationalists were also on the streets. They were carying Nazi flags and Confederate Battle flags, making Nazi salutes and proclaiming Blood and Soil, a German expression coined in the late Nineteenth Century which refers to an ideology that focuses on ethnicity and territory. The phrase was popularized in the 1930’s with the rise of Nazi Germany.

President Trump finally made a generic statement that condemned the “egregious display of hatred, bigotry and violence, on many sides, on many sides.” But in this case there were not “many sides,” the perpetrators were White Nationalists. Terror is terror whether it is carried out by an ISIS driven car or a White Nationalist driven car, whether people are killed by radical Islamists or radical White people. Thank God for Congressman Paul Ryan, Senator Marco Rubio, Attorney General Jeff Sessions and others who were willing to call this a terrorist event carried out by White Nationalists. Sessions has called for an investigation into the incident as a terrorist attack.

We as Christians, as Americans, must call terror, terror. We must call racism, racism, and we must call hate, hate. One of the people interviewed in Charlottesville was David Duke, a former Grand Wizard of the KKK. I have met David Duke, looked into his eyes and felt I was in the presence of pure evil. I believe we as Christians can never, ever be a part of any movement that Mr. Duke is involved in. Historian, Howard Zinn wrote a book several years ago entitled, “You Can’t Be Neutral on a Moving Train.” We can never be neutral, we must choose sides. Remaining neutral, not choosing sides, is to side with the oppressor.

Remember what Jesus said: “Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely for my account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for in the same way the persecuted the prophets who were before you. (Matthew 5:11-12)

Rejoice and be glad! Proclaim God’s Kingdom “on Earth as it is in Heaven!”



Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Jesus is Transfigured, We are Transformed


The Gospel of Luke records the remarkable story of Jesus’ Transfiguration. The story tells of the Mystical Experience that Changed Jesus’ life as well as his disciples, Peter, John and James. I believe hearing and reading and living into this story also transforms our lives.  

Jesus took with him Peter and John and James, and went up on the mountain to pray. And while he was praying, the appearance of his face changed, and his clothes became dazzling white. Suddenly they saw two men, Moses and Elijah, talking to him. They appeared in glory and were speaking of his departure, which he was about to accomplish at Jerusalem. Now Peter and his companions. . .saw his glory and the two men who stood with him. . .Peter said to Jesus, “Master, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah. . .” While he was saying this, a cloud came and overshadowed them; and they were terrified as they entered the cloud. Then from the cloud came a voice that said, “This is my Son, my Chosen (Beloved); listen to him!” (Luke 9:28-36)

Like Peter, John and James, we want to preserve our mountain top experiences, we don’t want to let them go. Mountain top experiences can take different forms for different people: a retreat, a beautiful worship Service, a profound course of study, time spent outdoors in God’s Creation. We all have had experiences that touch our souls and bring us into the presence of the Creator of Heaven and Earth.

This story stimulates my imagination to envision this conversation between Jesus and Peter. In my imagination, Peter says to Jesus, “this is great, we can build these shelters for you and Moses and Elijah, and we can put you in a box, and we can worship you, and sing songs to you and about you, and take you out when we need or want you. Then we can put you back in your box so you won’t get in the way of what we want to do.”

But, Jesus says to Peter, “Peter, don’t you understand that I am bigger than that. You cannot box me in, you cannot create me in your own image.” Jesus continues, “I came to set you free, to create you in my image, and not only you, but the whole world, all people, nations and races.” As we read in the Gospel of John, “Indeed, God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.” (John 3:17)

I believe that we like the three disciples have seen God’s Glory. I invite you to let your imaginations reflect on that glory. Is God calling us to live into that Glory and to share it with others?

This past Sunday, we at Christ Episcopal Church celebrated the lives of our students and teachers and prayed for them and their backpacks, brief cases and book bags. We prayed that God will bless them in their learning and teaching as they journey together in search of both knowledge and wisdom. As important as this is for us to do every year at this time it is just as important for us to realize that we are all teachers as well as learners. As Jesus said on another mountain top:

 All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.’ (Matthew 28:16-20)

As we teach, reading, writing and arithmetic, as we teach computers, music and sports, and how to think, we are also called by our God to teach one another how to love our Lord and our neighbors as we love our selves. (See Mark 12:29-31)

God is using us to teach others how to let God out of the boxes we put God in, to teach others how to let God be God, and how to experience God on “the mountain top,” and then come down the mountain and live in the world God has created. For it is in God that we live and move and have our being. (Acts 17:28)

As we see the Glory of God, my we live so that others may see God’s glory through us.