The Subversive Message of the Gospel

 I have been spending much time reflecting on comments made by Russell Moore, who used to be one of the top officials of the Southern Baptist Convention. Moore says that he is alarmed by the growing number of Christians who believe the Bible and its teachings are “subversive.” In an NPR interview, Moore offers a story that highlights this view:

[The book] was the result of having multiple pastors tell me, essentially, the same story about quoting the Sermon on the Mount, parenthetically, in their preaching — "turn the other cheek" — [and] to have someone come up after to say, "Where did you get those liberal talking points?" And what was alarming to me is that in most of these scenarios, when the pastor would say, "I'm literally quoting Jesus Christ," the response would not be, "I apologize." The response would be, "Yes, but that doesn't work anymore. That's weak." And when we get to the point where the teachings of Jesus himself are seen as subversive to us, then we're in a crisis.

The more I engage scripture, the more I am struck that it is, indeed, a subversive book. Jesus continually turns the status quo upside down by making the last, first, by hanging out with “undesirables”, and by the orientation to faithful living he delineates in the Sermon on the Mount, one that is grounded in love not law. When held against the values of contemporary society, Jesus’ teachings are indeed subversive.

There are subversive acts throughout the Bible. Today’s lectionary reading from the Hebrew Bible is Exodus 1:8-2:10. Here, the Hebrew people are in Egypt, where Pharoah grows particularly paranoid by their expanding numbers. He orders all the midwives to kill any Hebrew boys who are born. The midwives, seeking to be faithful to God, let them live. When asked by Pharoah why there continues to be so many infant Hebrew boys, they stretch the truth: “Those Hebrew women are just so strong and vigorous. They give birth before we arrive!”

Pharoah takes his murderous plan further: he orders all Hebrew boys to be thrown into the Nile. One mother, however, hid her newborn son. When she knew she could no longer keep her child’s presence a secret, she doesn’t throw him in the Nile, but gently places him in a woven basket. She tells his sisters to follow the flow of the basket to keep an eye on him. Who finds the baby but Pharoah’s daughter, who scoops him up from the water. She knows that this must be a Hebrew child, yet, when the child’s sister asks if she should find a wet nurse for the baby, Pharoah’s daughter says yes. Not only does the mother nurse the baby, but Pharoah’s daughter even pays her to care for the baby. Pharoah’s daughter calls him “Moses”, meaning “I drew him out of the water.”

I am struck that these subversive stories are one of the reasons why in oppressive regimes, the Bible is often banned. There is a message of hope, liberation, and justice that crushes despair, oppression, and injustice.

What would it mean for you and your church to be subversive centers of God’s loving actions? Are you ready to engage in a Love revolution? What faithful acts of subversion and resistance is God calling you to, so that others might know of God’s love, compassion, and justice?

The Deadly Silence of Muzak Churches

 I love traveling across our area and seeing the towns and villages where our United Methodist Churches are located. As I stop to pray for the church, its laity, clergy, and ministries, I wonder what that church means to the community it sits in the middle of. Is it seen as a beacon of hope? A refuge from the storm? A place of welcome? A source where basic needs (like water and food) can be met? Does it offer a spiritual path that enriches the lives of those it touches? Does it matter at all to those around it? If it closed its doors the day after tomorrow, what would be different in the town? Would anyone even notice?

When I was growing up, we derided “Elevator Music” which was found in department stores, doctors’ offices, and, well, in elevators. Muzak was invented in 1934 by Major General George O. Squier as a way to send recorded music to businesses without the use of a radio signal. Science entered in when it was found that music could be used to bolster productivity in workers and calm people down. One of the company’s slogans was, “Muzak fills the deadly silences”. At the height of its popularity, Muzak reached tens of millions of people a day, from presidents and astronauts to someone in the produce section of a grocery store.

A professor at Queens College said of Muzak: “[it’s] a kind of amniotic fluid that surrounds us; and it never startles us, it is never too loud, it is never too silent; it’s always there.”

Sometimes, I wonder sadly if the same can be said of our churches.

Have our churches blended into the landscape so completely that people don’t even know we are here anymore? Are we “there” but not “out there” in a world that has so much brokenness and so many needs? Have we watered down Jesus’ message so much that it no longer startles us?

There are “deadly silences” in our churches and communities that the Church must speak into, bringing the light of God’s Love and the healing balm of the Holy Spirit as we minister as disciples of Jesus Christ. This is not the time for us in the church to fade into a comfortable background. Drugs and division, violence and viciousness are causing our communities to crumble.

How can you and your church move out of the background shadows and sing loudly and boldly a new song of hope, healing, and liberation, so that the entire community can dance to Love’s song?

Be Kind

This week, The United Methodist Church lost a spiritual giant—retired Bishop Sudarshana Devadhar. His death hit me hard, and when I reflected on this, I realized because of the depth of his kindness. From his welcoming embraces to the way he looked you in the eye when he asked you how you were, he was a man who was fully present, grounded in grace, and an embodiment love.

I have been thinking all week about kindness. I do think it is a quality we easily dismiss and a power we underestimate. Think about the ways others have brought hope and healing into your life. It’s not usually the grand gestures we think of, but the small ways people saw us, responded to us and our needs, offered a squeeze on the arm, prayed for us, called us out of the blue, sent a card of encouragement, caught our tears.

Scripture tells us that kindness is one of the fruits of the Spirit (Galatians 5). Paul encourages, “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.” (Ephesians 4:32). Jesus embodied kindness in the ways he saw those the world overlooked, ate with the outcasts, healed those who were hurting, and washed the feet of his disciples.

We live in a world that is in dire need of kind people. Too many of us are stepping over or around those in need. Too many of us allow anger, resentment, frustration, and impatience get the better of us, so we fail to do the simple things that express kindness. We forget that our small, random acts of kindness, powered by the Holy Spirit, make a difference in the lives of those around us.

Consider ways you might express kindness today. Pray the words to this hymn by Margaret Cropper:

Jesus' hands were kind hands, doing good to all,

healing pain and sickness, blessing children small,

washing tired feet and saving those who fall;

Jesus' hands were kind hands, doing good to all.

 

Take my hands, Lord Jesus, let them work for you;

make them strong and gentle, kind in all I do;

let me watch you, Jesus, till I'm gentle too,

till my hands are kind hands, quick to work for you.

 

"Be Still and Know That I Am God"

 

Before I left for renewal leave, one of my pastors gave me a book she and the congregation were reading, “Praying Like Monks, Living Like Fools” by Tyler Staton. There was a section that I have been mulling over: the author told about the time Dallas Willard was asked, “What do I need to do to be spiritually healthy?” Without missing a beat he replied, “You must ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life.”

That hit me like a ton of bricks.

Most of us live our lives tightly packed, hurrying from one thing to another with scarcely time to breathe. Stop and smell the flowers? Let me see if I can fit it in, maybe sometime next week? Of course, by then the flowers have lost their sweetness and are slowly dropping their petals.

Each morning, I am spending more time than usual in prayer. I am following the advice of the Psalmist, “Be still and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46: 10). As I engage in this practice, I am discovering that stillness is not the same thing as silence. I am hearing things I was too busy to hear before. In the stillness, with no words to distract me (including my own), my heart beats to a new rhythm as I sit in the presence of God.

How can you ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life? What might your life feel like if you refused to submit to hurriedness? How might it bring you closer to God?

May you take time in this long days of summer to “Be still, and know that I am God.”

PREPARING FOR ANNUAL CONFERENCE 2023

Much of the work of conference leadership has been laser-focused on preparing for Annual Conference, which will be held next week at First UMC in Colorado Springs. Annual Conference is a time when clergy and lay members of the Mountain Sky Conference gather to help us order our life for the coming year. We will worship together, engage in mission, share in bible study, engage in learning workshops, approve new candidates for ministry, adopt a budget, remember those saints who served God and now rest from their labors, and renew old friendships and make new ones.

I have been watching reports from Annual Conferences across the country. I have been struck by the joy and hope that has been expressed across the connection. As we move past the heartbreak of disaffiliations, there is a renewed commitment to our mission to make disciples of Jesus Christ for the transformation of the world. There is a desire to deepen the United Methodist connection. There is a vision for who God is calling us to be that is contagious, captivating clergy and laity.

In these few days before we gather, I will be in deep prayer for our time together. I pray that the winds of the Spirit will carry us safely to Colorado Springs and that those who will be attending via zoom will feel the connection we share.

I pray that everyone who is a part of annual conference will find joy knowing they are a part of something lifegiving and will rediscover we can do more together than we can apart.

I pray that someone will find Jesus tapping them on the shoulder and hear him say, “Come, follow me.”

I pray that we will offer one another generous grace as we commit to listening to one another, even when there are sighs too deep for words.

I pray that we will do what United Methodists are told to do from the time they enter Sunday School: to leave a place better than we found it (whether that place is First UMC, Colorado Springs, or each session we are a part of).

The words that continue to surface in my prayers are these: Grace. Joy. Connection. May these words guide our time together.

CHANGE HAPPENS

 I was recently in a meeting where someone pushed back their chair and said exasperatedly, “I just can’t take any more change.” Looking around the room, heads nodded in agreement. The world is changing at breakneck speed and it can be exhausting and disorienting. It can also make us pine nostalgically for the past and even try to reinvent it, forgetting that it is nearly impossible to recapture what was because of all that has transpired, all the ways we and those around us have grown and changed.

 

Change happens. The Bible is full of stories of change: of individuals growing and changing (even changing their names!), of whole communities changing in response to their situation, providing us with inspiration as we face change in our own lives. God speaks through the prophet Isaiah: “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?”—a reminder that faith that is vital grows in response to a God who continues to create.

 

I have been on the road for several weeks and when I finally returned home, I was surprised to find lilacs in bloom, green grass, and LOTS of weeds. So much had changed in such a short time, a reminder to me that there is so much beauty waiting to be born and seeking to blossom. To face the crossroads of change is an inevitable task of every human being. To understand it as moving from miracle to miracle is a choice.

 

As you move through the changes of your life, may you seek the miracles of new life, of beauty, of possibilities waiting to unfold before and within you. God is doing a new thing, can you not perceive it?

IT"S HAPPENING!

This week I saw the perfect Easter sign (one that every church leader—from choir member and administrative assistant to music minster and pastor, probably has tacked up in a corner of their mind):

He is Risen

WE ARE CLOSED

Happy Easter!

 

Some of us can’t wait for Easter Monday (or even Easter afternoon!). We have done our best through choir rehearsals, Maundy Thursday’s Last Supper, Friday’s Tenebrae service, prepping the sanctuary for Easter, getting ready to welcome guests to worship, and the grand finale: Easter worship! Jesus might have come out of the tomb…but by the time worship is over, we can’t wait to crawl into our bed. We can’t wait to hang a “We are closed” sign up.

But, funny thing.

Resurrection happened!

Through no effort of our own, God breaks through with the Good News that death no longer has the final say. Whatever deaths we face, God promises new life through resurrection power. And this means that anything is possible.

I always couldn’t wait to finish the Lent-Holy Week-Easter marathon and crash. But the message of new life somehow got through to the church—it is time to rise and shine and do a new thing in the name of Jesus! New discipleship programs, new outreach ministries, new mission engagements…

And I was too depleted to respond well to the signs of resurrection happening in my church.

My prayer is that you have paced yourself well this week, so that as resurrection takes hold in your church, you will be ready to engage in the new life God is bringing forth in your very midst.

This is no time to repeat Good Friday’s phrase, “It is finished.”

In fact, God’s only just begun.