Monday, December 7, 2009

The Joy Repentance

(Okay, so maybe this will be a more appropriate posting than the last one. It's funny but I try not to feel sorry about what I wrote about Tiger Woods, but remorse always seems to creep it's way into my heart. The thought of his behavior still makes me angry and I feel so terrible in thinking about what his family is going through right now. I felt compelled to speak my mind and I did, and that is what I will live with and stand by my convictions. You can't change the past, only the future.

On Sunday, Dec. 6th I preached the sermon at the Granger Christian Church- Disciples of Christ. I based my seron on the current lectionary scriptures for the Advent Season. The primary scripture assigned for this the second Cunday in the Advent season is Malachi 3:1-6, which deals with judgment and repentance. Eek! I gave it a good try.)

Confession and Repentance
Dec 6th – 2nd week of Advent
Malachi 3:1-4 Luke 1:68-79 Luke 3:1-6


Remember when you were a child and anticipating the coming of Christmas- not just the thought of the gifts would make you all excited, but the pure magic of it all. The lights and the carols, the school programs, and having time off of school! A time when your family came together to celebrate. Do you remember the countdown calendars? Oh, I loved those things! They would only help to build up the anticipation more! And then on the eve of Christmas, as a child you could hardly breathe! You swore that you were not going to fall asleep, but you were going to sneak a look at jolly old St. Nick. You lay in bed and listen for the sound of sleigh bells and hooves skittering across the roof above. I would be so restless with excitement, I didn’t think could stay still. I used to make deals with myself. If I stayed in bed and could count to one hundred, one hundred times, then when I finished it would be alright to get out of bed and it would be morning and our gifts would be in place and ready to open. But inevitably I would be overcome with sleep sometime during my counting prayers, but always, my counting prayers would be answered and I would awake to gifts and magical Christmas fun with my siblings. So it all seemed to work out in the end. It’s funny but I never ever questioned that come Christmas morning my counting prayers would be answered. I had a child’s trust, a child’s faith. It seems that the image and lines between St Nicholas and God were so often blurred as we were told the stories of the first Christmas, maybe St Nick’s heart was filled with the Holy spirit. I think that it would be a good idea to strive to enter this season with the anticipation, trust and faith of a child in order to make our seasonal intentions more pure. So you see, to me Christmas is not necessarily about the presents, but rather about God’s presence.

Today’s first lectionary scripture is Malachi 3 verses1-4 familiar to many from its use in the beautiful Handel's Messiah, this passage from Malachi speaks of purification and judgment, themes not generally associated in the popular imagination with Christmas. Nevertheless, Advent is, of course, preparation not only for a remembrance of Christ's first coming as a baby, the celebration of Christ’s birth, but also for Christ's second coming, in power and glory. And we use the occasion to remember Jesus’ promise to come again. In the anticipated coming of Christ, we wait and we prepare.

Malachi 3 starts out, “See, I will send my messenger, who will prepare the way before me.” The Gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke refer to this passage as prophecy, foretelling the coming of John the Baptist. This Old Testament reading is paired in the lectionary with the song of Zechariah after the birth of John the Baptist in Luke 1 verses 68-79 and the account of the beginning of John's ministry in Luke 3 verses1-6. John the Baptist is the one that God refers to as the messenger sent "to prepare the way before me", He is, as his father echoes later on, in Luke 1:76, the one who will "go before the Lord to prepare his ways".

If "my messenger" in Malachi 3:1 is consistently identified with John the Baptist in early Christian interpretation, then, "the Lord whom you seek" and "the messenger of the covenant" are most often identified with Jesus Christ himself. It is the Lord who is like a refiner's fire and like fullers' soap. It is Jesus who will purify the people of the covenant. And, despite our feelings or fears about the matter, this is actually good news! Sin separates us from God. Sin clouds and distorts the good creation God made us and meant us to be. And we are helpless to clean ourselves. Or are we? Enter the refiner of gold and the washer of clothes, to do the cleaning for us? In this Advent text, we are far from Bethlehem and the sweet strains of "Away in a Manger."

Repentance is not an easy process, of course. There is pain involved in refining and cleansing. There is pain involved in dying and rising. But it is a process that is designed for our good, for our well-being, to prepare us for the coming of the Lord. God comes into our midst as Emmanuel, comes to destroy the evil, He comes to draw us out of death into life, into His eternal realm. And though that can be an alarming prospect, it is also one that should fill us with great joy.

It is thought that only when we consider the possible wrath of God, can we also recognize His incomparable kindness. God comes into the very midst of evil and of death, and judges the weaknesses in us and evil in the world. And by judging us, God cleanses and sanctifies us. He comes to us with grace and love.1 Through him and only through him, are we able to name our sins and to enter into repentance.

These are apt words to us in this Advent season. ‘God is coming’. God is coming as a baby in Bethlehem, but God is also coming again "in glory to judge the living and the dead," as the Nicene Creed puts it. And what is our response? Well according many early Christians, any reasonable person should feel at least some healthy respect. You know I find it very remarkable that most of us contemporary Christians face the thought of God’s coming, so calmly, whereas previous generations trembled at this same thought. Have we become so accustomed to the idea of God’s divine love and of God’s coming at Christmas that we no longer feel the shiver of awe that God’s coming used to arouse in us? Should we feel comfort at the thought of God’s judgment, or should we fear it? Or have we just become indifferent to the message, taking only the pleasant and agreeable from it and forgetting the serious aspect, that the God of the world draws near to the people of our little earth and lays claim to us. The coming of God is truly not only glad tidings, but first of all sobering news for every one who has a conscience. The Advent season is one of preparation and anticipation. We anticipate the coming of Christmas, of the celebration of Christ’s miraculous birth with mirth and merry activities and in this, the thoughts of God’s possible coming in judgment can be lost. We prepare our houses, schools and churches with decorations, lights and trees with ornaments and such. And this is good. It fills our world with so much beauty, how can we help but feel merry in our preparations? But how should we prepare our spiritual selves? The thought of gift giving and generosity, an extra helping hand extended with love to your neighbors, comes to mind quickly, it is all a part of the essential message that Christ preached. But in doing so are we preparing ourselves spiritually? Are we really thinking of our acts as the cleansing away of our sins? We shouldn’t be giving out of the feeling of guilt for our sins -or the meaning of Christ’s message is lost. We should give out of love, as He gave to us.

Jesus Christ and John the Baptist both preached heavily about repentance. “Repent and be baptized for the Kingdom of God is at hand”. In other words, get yourself ready to come face to face with God, your maker. Make yourself worthy of His presence and to enter into His Kingdom. So I guess that repentance would be a good starting point for our spiritual preparation. I know, I know, most of us think about repentance of our sins, and go “oh man!” “Do I have to?” But I truly believe that the act of repentance is a gift and not the chore or punishment that most of us initially see it as. It can be like some very heavy internal spring house cleaning. The process may leave you exhausted, but you can feel a strong sense of accomplishment in the end. You feel clean and purged. All brand new! So how do we really take a step towards repentance? Well, that is really a personal process, and as individual as all of us are. But I can tell you one thing, to many Christian groups the process of repentance starts with confession- public confession. How public I can’t say. But I do know that many today cringe with fear at this idea, even more so than at the thought of God’s judgment? Wait a minute, so we fear our neighbor’s judgment more so than our makers?

Why confession? Well it’s based on the premise that in order to truly confess our sins we have to do some very deep introspection, we have to take a long and honest look at ourselves. We have to become totally aware of ourselves, in order to be able to identify all of our sins. We have to look at the good and the bad of ourselves, in order to be able to distinguish between the two. We have to hear our own voice as we confess our sins and expose ourselves in our raw shame and the guilt. This is to feel remorse, because that’s what repentance is, isn’t it, remorse? We have to be sorry for what we have done in order to unburden ourselves of this sin don’t we? We can’t do this secretly, there is no privacy in becoming humbled, even if it is self invoked. And that isn’t always very easy is it? The thought of confessing makes most of us today feel very uncomfortable, stepping forward and announcing our short comings is a very humbling experience. Last week during youth time, the question was asked as to whether it was easy to be a Christian and most of the children quickly said yes, the thought ran through my mind, “Perhaps, but it is very difficult to be a ‘good Christian’.”

A little side note here; I spent the yesterday at the church and was pretty busy, so I really didn’t have much time to think about my upcoming sermon, this sermon. But on the drive home I did, wondering and hoping that I would say enough and praying that I didn’t say too much, when a little blurb came on the radio station I was listening to, it was about confession. My ears perked up, this is what we call a ‘God Wink’ in our family, a God Wink is a serendipitous or profound coincidence, a personal message maybe, it was like God was saying to me, “Okay Ray, here’s a little something, something for you to think about.” The person on the radio was talking about the difference between a confession and an excuse. A true confession does not contain a ‘but’, in it. In other words you don’t go up to the person that you have wronged, like oh, say your wife and say, “I am sorry I snapped at you on the phone, BUT, the traffic was terrible and I had bad day at work, and,….blah, blah, blah.” No, that is an excuse, you are excusing your own behavior and placing the blame else where, a true confession would go something like this, “Honey, I am so sorry that I was short with you on the phone today, I was wrong and for that I am very sorry, I feel bad.” That is confession and repentance, the difference being, accepting responsibility for your actions, (it’s called culpability) and then you come forth to apologize for what you have done, because you truly are feeling sorry. And now back to the sermon!

And now we come to the Baptism part of the message. The Jewish practice of immersion has carried over into the Christian tradition. We will be cleansed internally by repentance and externally through baptism, and through this process we are changed, we emerge clean and ‘new’. We emerge into the light and into God’s presence which makes us whole. Baptism is our public proclamation of our change, as we make a vow to ourselves and those that surround us and mostly to God that we use this new beginning to invite God into our lives, thoughts and souls.

I don’t know if I have convinced you or not but at least now you can see why I feel that repentance is not a chore but a gift! An honor! A point to start from, in working towards our way closer to God’s presence. It is our holy spiritual preparation, in our journey and process of stepping into the light. For Jesus is the light, that carries us all on through the darkness, the light of the breaking dawn that kisses us good morning. Oh, the anticipation!


(Please note that the scriptures referred to with this sermon are read by the scripture reader prior to my giving the sermon, if you cannot understand the sermon because you are not familiar with the text, grab a Bible and give it a read, it can't hurt. Can it?)

Friday, December 4, 2009

Tiger's Wood

I just gotta say a little something about the goings on of late. I have to confess that I was very surprised to hear of Tiger's serial transgressions. and yes as a fan I am more than a little dismayed, disappointed, and disillusioned. And as a married woman, well, I AM PISSED OFF! I don't think that I can still describe myself as a fan, I can't be a fan to someone that I can't respect. I no longer respect Tiger Woods.

I know, I know you are probably so over reading and hearing about Tiger's current train wreck of a life. The majority of the men out there thinking, "So a billionaire of a good looking sports star got some side stuff. a little bit-o-strange while he could, big deal! What's the crime? Tiger was only being a man." While all the married women (especially those whom have been wronged in the past) out there are squinting their eyes while reading every morsel of every single story out there and pronouncing, "I hope his wife gets everything she can from him, what a dawg. She should have ran faster and used a rescue wood, that would have done him in! And he deserves it!" And all the unmarried, little who who's out there smile coyly to themselves and think, "So Tiger really is a tiger or a Cheetah and he really isn't off the market after all. Maybe they'll get divorced, then I can try for him" While Tiger himself is making lots of contrite statements, doing some very quick back peddling and some darn fancy dancing (maybe next year he can get a spot on dancing with the stars) in a desperate attempt to hold it all together. He keeps proclaiming that he is so "sorry", but I can't help but ask myself; is Tiger really sorry for what he did? Or is he just sorry that he got caught doing what he was doing? Mr Woods is the only one whom can answer that question- by saying as to whether or not he would still be stepping outside of his marriage if he had not been revealed.

In the past, Tiger Woods, the number one professional golfer in the world has portrayed himself as an ethical and responsible man, a devout family man, at least he did on all of the television interviews that I watched. I own a book about his golf game strategies, co-authored by Woods' where he talks about ethics and being honest. (It is now garage sale fodder) And during all of this apparent facade I looked up to Tiger Woods and respected him. I wanted my son to grow up to be like him. I partially played golf because of him. But apparently I was duped, (like so many others) it was all a lie. Maybe it was all a front in order to pull in more money, and it is partially my fault. I believed what I wanted to believe, I wanted him to be perfect, but now I see a totally different package. One of which I forever more find suspect. (As I am sure that his wife will.)

In 2004 Tiger Woods took wedding vows before a large group of people, he signed legal documents to that effect and then he proceeded to start a family with his wife. (And by the way, adultery/infidelity is an illegal act in many states. Not to mention an immoral one!) He continued to go before the media and display his life as a happy one, he appeared in total cool control for the majority of the time, but was he really? Maybe deep down, underneath the train wreck had already occurred and it just hadn't come out and shown it's face in the light of the day. The monster lurking under the neatly made bed, (Maybe the dust bunnies felt threatened and kicked it out from under there.) the house keeper came in and started doing some heavy house cleaning, (Elin) thus the monster is exposed.

So let's get this straight, Tiger Woods is a serial cheater. He stepped outside of his marriage several times, while doing so he was showing a total lack of regard for his marital vows, the investment of his wife's time and emotions and what she put into that marriage. And every single news story will be yet another reminder of just how little you loved her and your children and the sanctity of your life together. (Are you doing the fist pump now?) If you are going to get married than you have no business acting like you are not. And if you are incapable of acting married, then you have no business, getting married. When you commit adultery it is not simply an act of cheating on your spouse, you are cheating on your family, your children (if you have them) your friends, colleagues and lastly fans. (fans being the least important factor in this equation) You are cheating on the people who love you the most and put their hearts into your trust. They rely upon you to keep their world a safe and happy one, but in cheating you are essentially telling those same people, "Well it doesn't matter what you want from me or how you love me or what our tomorrows together may bring. None of that matters to me, you don't matter to me. Your trust in me is a lie, I don't love you enough to be true to what I should be to you. What does matter to me is my immediate self gratification and what I can physically feel in the next 15-20 minutes or so (Let's be real, maybe 10.) I love this moment more than I will ever love you because this is what I am doing and nothing else matters but me right now. It is as simple as this, when you commit adultery, you throw your spouse and your children too into the gutter, along with your morals. You are not thinking about them or what your actions will do to them, you are acting out of total thoughtless, selfishness. And you are essentially saying to them, "You don't really matter to me, you are nothing to me and you belong in the trash!"

When you make wedding vows, not only are those vows between you and your spouse, but also you are vowing to your God, your Creator, (whichever way you might individually and personally define this diety) that you will hold this relationship as solely sacred. When you cheat as Mr. Woods did, you are not only a cheater, but you are a liar, a hypocrite and also a thief. Why a thief you ask? Well he stole his wife's and his children's chance for a happy future, as did those with whom he commited adultress acts with. So Tiger lied to his wife and children, his family (I wonder if his mother is proud of him now?), but he also lied to God. I guess maybe none of that matters to him, maybe he feels as though he doesn't have to answer to God. I really don't know what his spiritual beliefs consist of, and I no longer care.

Jesus, well he didn't actually hate them, but he really had a problem with liars, hypocrites and adulterers, as a matter of fact he held them in the very same catergory as murderers. And quoting the infamous Sheldon Cooper, "Tiger, you made Jesus cry!"

And don't get me started on women whom choose to get involved with married men! Are you kidding me, that is height of skankiness! Have you no self respect? Do you actually hate your sister women that much? These are the very definitions of the qinessential female mysogenist.

So I guess what I am really trying to say is this, "Tiger, your wife may attempt to forgive you, but she will never, ever forget what you have done! The relationship between the two of you will always be tainted no matter what you may think. Your children are scarred for life and you have forever changed the way is which they will look at you and see you as a father who failed them. You said you are not perfect, and you actions have proven as much. Now explain it all to your God. I hope it was all worth it!" You blew it, you poor billionaire.

I am aware that this sounds totally judgmental, because it is. And I know that I am far from a saint, but neither have I ever stated that I am such. In fact, I am so fallible, that I am flacidly fallible. I do not make claims to my ethics or lack of mistakes, so to many this may seem like the pot calling the kettle Calaphan. However, I do not, have never, and never will commit an act of infidelity. To me, this would be a stupid and senseless act of selfish thoughtlessness. (There, how's that for being judgmental?) When I take a vow, I make a vow and I keep it. I still see my marriage and all others as a sacred, avowed pact. When I make a promise to God, I keep it, I don't just do my best to try to keep it, I keep it. Period.

I am sorry Elin Woods for what you aand your children are going through and for what you have to live through, in the public eye (Media) and in the confines of your personal home and heart. I hope that God can bless you with grace and healing, and the love that you truly deserve.

TIGER STRAIGHTEN UP!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

A Shared Prayer

Father Creator of All,
I bow my head with great reverence and gratitude,
For all which you provide for us
And for your continual tender, mercy,
For the unspeakable held within Your
intangible gifts that we carry as your children.
I am strengthened by Your presence,
I am soothed, boosted and saved by
Your all encompassing love.
I am cleansed through the connection of
Your light which guides me to my
Faith and towards my wholeness.
I ask that you grant me the grace to be fed by
And to learn from Your words,
To be ultilized as Your humble and willing tool,
The ability to live a pure and faithful life of Honesty,
While always maintaining an open mind and loving heart,
With the ability to receive, acknowledge & appreciate
the power of the Holy Spirit.
I vow to work very hard to be the embodiment of
that better person which You intend me to be.
I promise to waste no more that which
You have gifted me with,
I shall not take my endowments for granted.
I am Your servant, to this world,
For Your love, through Your words.
I pray all this in the name of
Your Blessed Son,
My Savior, Jesus Christ.
Amen, and Amen.
(Very corny perhaps, but heartfelt
Just a little something I wanted to share.)
Love you guys!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Living With O.C.D. & Leaving It Behind

My nephew, Wil asked about my comment in my last post, where I vowed to only mow my lawn twice a day, He asked, "How many time do you mow your lawn in one day?" The answer to that is 4, I mow my lawn four times in one day, once a week, moving once in every direction, I am well aware that this sounds like the extreme overdo, but hey my lawn ends up looking like green carpet. It stands up straight and all are cut evenly to perfection. I know, I know, I am very sick and obsessed.

Well, I have been struggling with O.C.D. for a very long time now. I do the same four time pattern when I am vacuum cleaning my rugs or scrubbing the floors. Four seems to be a magic and obsessive number for me. When I wake up in the morning and look at the clock and see the that it is 4:44, I jump out of bed elated, and I swear that the rest of the day is golden and goes so so smoothly. If the same thing happens and it is any other time I go back to bed.

It has been just lately that I ask myself why, why do I have to push repetitive and duplicate numbers when setting the cook time on the microwave, why do I have to run for forty-four minutes, why do I have to end my work day at 4:44 p.m.? Why, why, why? Why do I vacuum and mow four times? I could not answer my own question, I can only say that if I don't follow these silly patterns, I feel very very uncomfortable.

I decided that I would free myself from this nonsensical and self imposed prison. At least I am attempting to do so. I bet that many of you had no idea just how quirky I actually am, huh? Do you have any idea just how long it takes me to mow the lawn four times? Well, I keep telling myself that I get plenty of exercise when I do that, but from now on, I only mow two times, to save the world from my mower emissions. I am going to save the world by only mowing twice, right!

At first I thought that my life would become one anxious day after another, but it really hasn't been that bad. When I first moved in with my husband (over seventeen years ago) it was extreme, he moved into my condo, where I HAD to have things just so. There was a place for everything and everything had to be in it's place. Well my poor husband was not raised that way and was nowhere close to living that way, he had been a bachelor for a while. It was the source of much contention within our relationship. For more than a few years, I would get very angry at Mark and he couldn't figure what all that was about, he was just living his life as a guy right?
I gotta tell you, I showed great constraint and it is a testament of how much I actually love him that I didn't smack him, not once.

Slowly, over the years I have had to get over a lot of my obsessions and need for perfection in order to stay married. On any chosen day you can now walk into my house and find many little clusters of mess, if I look at them too much I do get nervous, so I just don't look at them. I have just started to shrug and throw my hands up in the air and say "I GIVE UP". I live with a son, a dog and a husband, so I can either spend my time angry and constantly cleaning up after them or spend my time happy while being with them. I choose the later, I want to be happy and I want my son to think of me as the happy mom who spends time with him and loves him and smiles at him all the time. I want my husband to want to be with me and around me, I want my marriage to be a happy one, not filled with contention, but filled with love. So you have to choose your fights and keeping the house spic and span is simply not worth it. I have found that the world does not end and I don't die after all if I choose not to or am unable to clean the house for a week.

Over the years I have relaxed more and more and my husband has become a more tidy person. It has been a marriage of compromise on both parts which is how it should be. I am attempting to give up more and more of my personal quirky obsessions, one at a time and in little, small steps, I can't do it all at once, but I will give it a whirl. So if you come over to my house and it looks like a tornado has come through, just sit down and relax, please don't ask me if I have been sick or out of town, okay. We will both get through the awkward moment and live through it.

I will write more on this subject in a later post, I have many thoughts to get out about this, but I have to think about it long and hard.