Corona Sabbath 41 THE BIRTH OF JESUS Reflection Text

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We listen to John 1:1-14 read by Sue Sherwood.  This passage includes the prologue to the gospel of John.  No angels or stars here, but a sweeping statement of the import of the birth of Jesus.  

 
 
             In the beginning
                         there was the Word;
             the Word was in God’s presence,
                         and the Word was God.
             The Word was present to God
                         from the beginning.
             Through the Word
                         all things came into being,
             and apart form the Word
                         nothing came into being
                         that has come into being.
             In the Word was life,
                         and that life was humanity’s light -
             a Light that shines in the darkness,
                         a Light that the darkness has never overtaken. 

Then came one named John, sent as an envoy from God, who came as a witness to testify about the Light, so that through his testimony everyone might believe.  He himself wasn’t the Light; he only came to testify about the Light – the true Light that illumines all humankind.

The Word was coming into the world -
was in the world-
     and though the world was made through the Word,
     the world didn’t recognize it.
Though the Word came to its own realm,
     the Word’s own people didn’t accept it.
Yet any who did accept the Word,
     who believed in that Name,
     were empowered to become children of God-
children born not of natural descent,
     nor urge of flesh
     nor human will -
but born of God.
And the Word became flesh
     and stayed for a little while among us;
we saw the Word’s glory -
     the favor and position a parent gives an only       child -
             filled with grace,
                         filled with truth. 

Reflection from Kim

Christmas Eve is over.  Christmas Day has passed.  Maybe it was different for you this covid year.  Maybe you had to adapt your traditions.  Maybe the holiday involved a Zoom.  Maybe you were on your own for the first time.  Maybe you missed the usual celebrations with food and family and friends.  But we can all take a deep breath.  Sigh.  Relieved.  We made it!  Christmas is over.

So, now there is the putting away of Christmas.  Taking down the lights.  Undecorating the tree.  Putting away the creche scene.  Storing the garland.  Until next year.  When, hopefully things will be back to normal as far as Christmas is concerned. 

But Christmas is the celebration of a birth.  It is a beginning.  It is the start of an adventure.  As with the birth of any baby, there is more.  There is the unfolding of all that is to come.  The stages and changes and transitions and growth and struggles and adventures that mark a life.  So, Christmas is a beginning.

In the beautiful lesson that we heard from the gospel of John, we are told that in the life of Jesus we are shown grace and truth.  The grace and truth of God.  Of Divine Love. 

What if as we put away Christmas for this year we leave out the grace and truth.  What if we don’t box them up for next year but leave them out?  Grace and truth.  What if we try to hang on to the grace and truth that we see in Jesus and let that be our light in the days to come?  What if we really try to fundamentally integrate that grace and truth into our lives? 

Grace is about realizing all that we are given.  It’s about forgiveness of ourselves and others.  Grace enables us to treat others with compassion and understanding instead of judgment and hostility.  Truth is about affirming that the way of Jesus really does work.  Building community, pursuing reconciliation, living with compassion, ending oppression, creating a society that is anti racist and anti violent.  Declaring Good New to the poor.  This as not about a food bank.  This is about a living wage, affordable housing, good public transportation and healthcare. 

I spoke with someone recently who belongs to a conservative evangelical church.  I was told that they’re is a lot of upset in those churches right now over the race situation in America.  Many, especially pastors, believe that the church, to be true to the grace and truth of Jesus, must promote anti-racism in America today.  But there are many in the pews who do not share that commitment. 

We can think about Jesus teachings with regard to race, yes.  But there is more.  His teachings about money and wealth.  Seldom adhered to.  His teachings about forgiveness and reconciliation.  Often ignored.  Teachings about equality and justice.  We pick and choose. How about love?  Of neighbor?  Stranger?  Enemy?  Self?  When it suits us?   Here we want to remember the grace and truth.  Keep it at the forefront.  Not box it up.  Put it away.  Store it.

In the book The 100: A Ranking of the Most Influential Persons in History by Michael H. Hart Jesus is number three not because his message isn’t valued but because his followers do not adhere to his teachings.  Others have noted that the teachings of Jesus are wonderful but so seldom lived out.  Taken seriously.  The way of Jesus actually embodied.  Apparently his followers are known for lacking commitment to his grace and truth. 

In recent months in our country there has been much talk about voting rights and redistricting and the census.  We want to see sanity and integrity in government.  Of course!  So, we want to think about the same kind of consistency and integrity when it comes to our faith.  We want to think about living out the grace and truth that we see in Jesus. 

There is a story about a poor young Eskimo girl .  She didn’t have enough to eat or clothes to keep warm.  One day, a newspaper reporter came into the village where the little girl lived.  He saw the girl’s situation and decided to interview her.  In the course of things, he asked her, “Do you believe in God?” 

“Yes, I do,” said the little girl. 

“Do you believe God loves you?” asked the reporter.

Again the girl said, “Yes, I do.”

“If you believe in God and believe that God loves you, then why do you think you don’t have enough food or enough warm clothes to wear?”

The little girl answered, “I think God asked someone to bring me these things.  But someone said no!” [From Advent, Christmas and Epiphany:  Stories and Reflections on the Sunday Readings, by Megan McKenna, p. 237.]

If you are watching this or reading this, you have likely been on your journey of faith for some time.  Maybe you have already committed yourself to the way of Jesus.  It may already be your intention to try to live out Divine Love in your life.  So, for you, Christmas may just be a reminder.  An opportunity to re-commit.  To open yourself once again to birthing Divine Love in your life.  And blessing the world in your own way.  So as we put away the decorations may we remember that the Word, full of grace and truth, is seeking to become flesh in us.  Amen.

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Sermon 12/20 Rekindle Love

Date: Dec. 20, 2020 Fourth Sunday of Advent In-person worship, outdoors
Scripture Lesson: Luke 1:26-38 and 46b-55
Sermon: Rekindle Love
Pastor: Rev. Kim P. Wells

In the novel, Tolstoy Lied: A Love Story, Rachel Kadish has this to say:

“Love is an ecstatic compulsion to madness.”

I think that might be my favorite definition of love. An ecstatic compulsion to
madness. Think of the things we do because of love – entangle our lives with
others, spend our fortunes, move across the country, get up in the middle of the
night repeatedly, take on overwhelming responsibility, make stunning sacrifices,
spend untold time, money, and energy. For love. Of partners. Children. Parents.
Friends. Humanity. The Earth. Pets. Activities. Projects. Family. Strangers.
People do crazy things for love.

Last week was the 21st anniversary of Julia Butterfly Hill coming down from the
1500 year old redwood tree in California after having lived in the tree for 738 days
to prevent the logging of ancient old growth redwoods. That sounds like an
ecstatic compulsion to madness. It had to be done out of love.

What are some other examples you can think of that are crazy things that people
have done out of love? Maybe even something you have done out of love that is
crazy –
Congregational examples

Love. An ecstatic compulsion to madness.

Well, that’s what we heard about this morning. We hear of a love so compelling
that is leads to a wild plan to rescue those who are beloved. We hear about a God
so in love with humanity that this God comes up with a ludicrous plan for helping
these woebegone people. A love so desperate, it will go to any ends. Even the
insanity we heard about this morning. A story of an angel visiting a random
teenage girl from a small rural community and inviting her to be the mother of a
special child that will save humanity. That’s pretty crazy. What kind of a plan is
that? It’s madness. And she says yes. That is crazy, too! How can it be anything
but love?

In today’s context the main narrative associated with Christmas is about Santa and
elves and 8 flying reindeer that drop gifts down the chimney. It’s not really that
far-fetched when you think about the stories associated with of the birth of Jesus.
Zechariah being struck dumb, Elizabeth having a child in her old age, the angel
Gabriel visiting Mary, a donkey, a barn, shepherds, angels, a star, wisemen. The
stories of the birth of Jesus are crazy because they are about Divine Love in the
flesh. An ecstatic compulsion to madness.

And then today we heard the response that is attributed to Mary once she has
validation of her circumstances, the magnificat. The song of Mary, the magnificat,
is also kind of a celebration of an ecstatic compulsion to madness. It
acknowledges that this Divine plan is absurd. God choosing an obscure young
woman for something so significant. And then it goes on from there. This love
being birthed into the world through this unlikely mother is not a one off. The
magnificat goes on to extol the elevation of all of those who are considered of
lower rank. And the demotion of all those considered respectable and powerful.
This is a love that turns the world upside down and works the transformation
through, well, the least of these. Like Mary.

In a prophecy from Isaiah [61:1-4] that is often read in Advent, we are told:

“The Spirit of Exalted Yahweh is upon me,

for Yahweh has anointed me:

God has sent me to bring good news to those who are poor;
to heal broken hearts;
to proclaim release to those held captive
and liberation to those in prison;
to announce a year of favor from Yahweh,
and the day of God’s vindication;
to comfort all who mourn,
to provide for those who grieve in Zion –
to give them a wreath of flowers instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness instead of tears,
a cloak of praise instead of despair.
They will be known as trees of integrity,
planted by Yahweh to display God’s glory.”

And then, what does this bound up, rag tag group do? They are the ones who build
a new future. The prophet goes on:

“They will restore the ancient ruins,
and rebuild sites long devastated;
they will repair the ruined cities,
neglected for generations.”

The most unlikely people will be responsible for the restoration of the community
and the fulfillment of God’s dreams for God’s beloved people. That must be love
for it is completely ludicrous. And yet, that is God. Crazy dreams. Crazy plans.
It can only be love!

I recently read Colm Tobin’s book, The Testament of Mary. It is a novel about the
life of Mary after the crucifixion of Jesus. And it involves her looking back on
Jesus’ life. And one thing is clear in the novel. Mary has only contempt for Jesus’
followers. She sees them as the dregs of the community, people who are not stable,

people who are needy. In the book, she describes them as “unshaven brutes and
twitchers” [p. 80]. She tells us: “He gathered around him, I said, a group of
misfits, who were only children like himself, or men without fathers, or men who
could not look a woman in the eye. Men who were seen smiling to themselves, or
who had grown old when they were still young. Not one of you was normal, I
said. . . Yes misfits, I said. My son gathered misfits. . .” [p.6] Several times in
the course of the short book she says these things. The Mary of this extremely
interesting fictional account has no faith in the capabilities of those who were
attracted to Jesus and his message.

And yes, as we know, it is those very people who somehow, someway, continue to
live out the love and reconciliation and justice and sacredness that they
experienced with Jesus. Their witness is so compelling that others are drawn to it.
And the movement grows. People are attracted by this new reality of equality and
generosity and wholeness. And from this tenuous, bizarre beginning, the largest
religion in the world has evolved and we are here today worshipping on a Sunday
morning in St. Petersburg because of these misfits.

These examples harmonize with the magnificat and the story of Mary that we
heard this morning. The lowly, the meek, the disadvantaged, are empowered to
bring to fruition the hopes and dreams of God for the wellbeing of all of Creation.
That is Divine Love. And it sure sounds like an ecstatic compulsion to madness.
This can only be a love story. A story of the love of God for humanity. Driving
this God to do crazy things. Manifesting a love, so compelling, that people are
want to resist it. And we are here today because we have been drawn into this love
story. We find ourselves compelled by this love which the world around us must
consider insane. We find ourselves among those drawn to the manger. To gaze at
the starlight. And hear the angel song. Smell the hay and feel the warm breath of
the cows and sheep. A crazy story. Yet one that draws us in. Because we know
that there is a place for us at the manger. There is room for us in stable. We are
welcomed into the community of outcasts and misfits and dreamers. Who are entrusted with the hopes and visions of God. For the healing and wholeness of
creation.

On this fourth Sunday of Advent, when the theme for the advent candle is love and
we remember the story of Gabriel visiting Mary, let us remember that we have
been drawn into a love story by a God of love. And as we find our way, our part,
in the unfolding drama, we find our life, our healing, and our wholeness. And, yes,
the whole thing is an ecstatic compulsion to madness.

We close with a love poem, a prayer really, from a prominent 20th century
German theologian, Dorothy Soelle, who lived through the holocaust and its
aftermath:

He needs you
That’s all there is to it
Without you he’s left hanging
Goes up in dachau’s smoke
Is sugar and spice in the baker’s hands
gets revalued in the next stock market crash
he’s consumed and blown away
used up
without you

Help him
that’s what faith is
he can’t bring it about
his kingdom
couldn’t then couldn’t later can’t now
not at any rate without you
and that is his irresistible appeal
Amen.

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Corona Sabbath 40 Fourth Sunday of Advent LOVE Reflection Text

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We listen to Luke 1:26-45, 56 telling us of the angel Gabriel’s visit to Mary and Mary’s visit to her kinswoman, Elizabeth.  Mary finds affirmation of the presence of God, Divine Love, in her life.  

Six months later, the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a town in Galilee called Nazareth, to a young woman named Mary; she was engaged to a man named Joseph, of the house of David.  Upon arriving, the angel said to Mary, “Rejoice, highly favored one!  God is with you!  Blessed are you among women!”

Mary was deeply troubled by these words and wondered what the angel’s greeting meant.  The angel went on to say to her, “Don’t be afraid, Mary.  You have found favor with God.  You’ll conceive and bear a son, and give him the name Jesus -‘Deliverance.’  His dignity will be great, and he will be called the Only Begotten of God.  God will give Jesus the judgment seat of David, his ancestor, to rule over the house of Jacob forever, and his reign will never end.” 

Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I have never been with a man?”

The angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you – hence the offspring to be born will be called the Holy One of God.  Know too that Elizabeth, your kinswoman, has conceived a child in her old age; she who was thought to be infertile is now in her sixth month.  Nothing is impossible with God.”

Mary said, “I am the servant of God.  Let it be done to me as you say.” 

With that, the angel left her. 

Within a few days Mary set out and hurried to the hill country to a town of Judah, where she entered Zechariah’s house and greeted Elizabeth.

As soon as Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the child leaped in her womb and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit.  In a loud voice she exclaimed, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb!  But why am I so favored, that the mother of the Messiah should come to me?  The moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leaped for joy.  Blessed is she who believed that what Our God said to her would be accomplished!” . . . Mary stayed with Elizabeth about three months and then returned home. 

Reflection from Kim

The scene between Mary and the angel Gabriel is well known and celebrated.   Do not be afraid.  And Mary’s response – Let it be.  These words and images are familiar from art and music and popular culture.

But this year, in this season, I find myself drawn to the story of the visitation between Mary and Elizabeth.  Maybe this is because in this covid year, we are lacking in such visitations.  We are not seeing our kin – our aunts, uncles, cousins, grandchildren, grandparents, and other kin.  So we are struck once again by this beautiful story about Mary and Elizabeth. 

We are told of Mary going to visit Elizabeth.  Mary clearly had some need.  Maybe Mary knew Elizabeth to be wise and discerning.  Someone who could be trusted.  Whatever her need and her reasons, we are told of her journey to visit Elizabeth.  And this visit is prolonged.  And these two pregnant women, both in unusual circumstances, find solidarity with each other.  Elizabeth was stuck at home with her husband, Zechariah, who was struck dumb.  So maybe she was feeling lonely and isolated and appreciated the visit of her relative, Mary.  And maybe Mary was feeling alone and isolated in her pregnancy.  Maybe she needed support and affirmation that she was not getting at home.  So we are told of this visit in which each woman finds support and celebration as they bear love into the world. 

In this beautiful story we see the importance of community and relationships in the journey of faith.  We see how we need others to help sustain us as we seek to live the love we are to share in the world.  We see how we are needed to encourage and support others as they seek to live out their call to love.  We human beings are not meant to be solitary.  We need each other for support and for accountability and celebration.

I remember one year as part of our stewardship initiative here at church we had people talk about how the church is important to them and why they come to church.  One comment has stayed with me:  I come to church because I never know how I might be needed.  Just showing up, we don’t know.  We don’t know what conversation, what encounter, what comment, we may have to offer, is desperately needed by someone.  We come not knowing what support and encouragement we will give.  And we may leave church on Sunday having no idea how we have touched someone’s life.  We also come not knowing how we will be visited:  How we will receive something from someone that will shed light on how we are being called to bear Divine Love in the world.  We don’t know what exactly may happen, but we know that the faith community is a context that is ripe for such interactions and theophanies. 

In the book, All About Love: New Vistas, bell hooks says this:  “Communities sustain life – not nuclear families, or the ‘couple,’ and certainly not the rugged individualist.”   [p. 129]  Communities.  Hooks reminds us that we need each other.  We need each other in the faith community to sustain full, flourishing, abundant life and love.  We are not meant to make the journey alone.  We all need a communal context in which to learn to give and receive love.  As the African proverb reminds us, It takes a village.

But modern society, despite social media, is in some ways more and more isolating.  In some ways, our relationship circles have gotten smaller.  Hooks makes this keen observation about that: 

“Capitalism and patriarchy together, as structures of domination, have worked overtime to undermine and destroy this larger unit of extended kin.  Replacing the family community with a more privatized small autocratic unit helped increase alienation and made abuses of power more possible. . . By encouraging the segregation of nuclear families from the extended family, women were forced to become more dependent on an individual man, and children more dependent on an individual woman.  It is this dependence that became, and is, the breeding ground for abuses of power.”  [p. 130]

This analysis reminds us why the church may be more important in our lives now more than ever.  We need the people with whom we have a shared view of reality and with whom we share fundamental values to help us to be who we are created to be.  We need our faith community to help us listen for the callings in our lives.  We need each other to affirm that we are here to birth love into the world, each in our own way. 

The society around us is going to try to make us into economic components, inputs, in the economic system that drives our country.  But our faith tells us that we are not here to make money, we are here to make love.  To love and be loved.  To be part of the unfolding of universal, unconditional love. 

The scene between Mary and Elizabeth is a powerful image reminding us that we need each other to bear up and carry out our calling to embody Divine Love in the world.  We hear many stories in these covid days of the toll of isolation and lack of social contact.  It is real.  I know many from our church are simply missing each other.  When we finally had a masked, physically distanced outdoor service for Thanksgiving, everyone was simply filled with joy to see each other.  For the interaction: the social contact with this precious faith community that sustains us.  For we know that just being together at church may be the locus for that word, that comment, that conversation, that helps us to see more clearly how we are being called to love.  In this covid time, we are realizing that to be without church, it is almost like feeling starved or thirsty.  Cut off from the sustaining support and encouragement that we need to help us hear our call to bear love into the world.  You may be someone’s angel Gabriel.  Someone may be your Elizabeth.  You may be someone’s Mary.  While it is harder to be physically together at this moment, may we remember that we have our faith community to sustain us and may this time apart remind us of the importance of our being together.  May this covid time be the advent of new life for us and for our faith community.  Amen. 

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Sermon 12/13 Rekindle Joy

Date: Dec. 13, 2020 Third Sunday of Advent In-person worship, outdoors
Scripture Lessons: Psalm 126 and John 1:6-8, 19-28
Sermon: Rekindle Joy
Pastor: Rev. Kim P. Wells

When I was young, there was a song we often sang in church. It was the 70’s.
There were guitars. And the words of the song went, “If anybody asks you who I
am, Who I am, Who I am, If anybody asks you who I am, Tell him I’m a child of
God.”

In our faith tradition, we do believe that every single human being, all 7.8 billion
of us, are each a child of God. Sacred. Holy. Created by love and for love.

In the words we heard from the gospel of John today, we are told of Jewish leaders
sending priests and Levites from Jerusalem out to the wilderness near the Jordan
River to ask John, “Who are you?” Who are you, John? Are you the Messiah?
Are you Elijah? Elijah was remembered as having been taken up in a whirlwind
and he was expected to return. So John is asked, Who are you? And he replies.
He is clear. He knows who he is and his role. Not the Messiah. Not Elijah. But
the one spoken of by the prophet Isaiah. The one who is to prepare the way.

So, in thinking about this question, “Who are you?” what is our answer? A child
of God. What other things might we answer if asked, Who are you?

RESPONSES FROM CONGREGATION

In thinking about answering that question, Who are you? we want to think about
how we respond with regard to our faith. Might we say, “I’m a child of God.” We
might say, “I’m a Christian.” Or we might say, “I am a follower of Jesus.” We
might even admit, “I’m a church goer.”

It can be hard to self identify as a person of faith in today’s world because
depending on the context it can send the wrong message. It can create confusion.
But here at our church, we have more of a shared understanding of what we do and
don’t mean when we claim our faith identity.

Given this question in the opening of the gospel of John, Who are you?, we are
going to look more closely at what it means to answer, “I am a follower of Jesus.”

In the gospel of John, the first public act of Jesus is the story of Jesus turning water
into wine at the wedding in Cana. Yes, there are many meanings to this story but
we don’t want to miss that this was a wedding. A celebration. A party. And Jesus
is coming through with the wine. It’s a good time.

Other stories in the gospels tell of meals and feasts. Again, fun with friends.
Something we’re missing these covid days.

There is the story of the feeding of the multitudes. A free picnic for thousands.
Again, think enjoying your friends and free food to boot.

There are stories of healing and the wonderful life-changing results. Again, cause
for celebration and gratitude.

We are told of Jesus bering accused of being a glutton and a drunkard. Celebrating
the abundance of food and friends.

We are told of Jesus the night before he is killed celebrating the seder. That’s a
feast of liberation. It’s sacred but it is joyful. At a seder I attended the kids threw
plastic frogs and had all kinds of props and fun.

I’m not saying Jesus was not serious. I’m not saying with world doesn’t have
serious problems.

But when we think about Jesus, let’s remember that in the gospel of John, Jesus
tells his followers, I have come to bring abundant joy.

Not abundant judgment. Not abundant suffering.
Not abundant guilt.
Not abundant condemnation.
Not abundant work.

Joy. Abundant Joy. Joy that is ever full. Joy is woven throughout the gospel
narratives. Joy that lifts the spirits and infuses relationships and is contagious.
How did the early church spread with such speed and scope? Maybe part of it is
the joy that was clearly evident among the followers of Jesus.

One stereotype of Christians today is that they are stern structure legitimators; right
and wrong, heaven and hell, in or out. There is a lot of fear and judgment. Not
much joy there.

Sometimes Christians today are seen as kind of mindless happy people. They can
seem ignorant or oblivious to all the problems in the world. Kind of delusional.
Really, not much joy there, either.

I think the joy we see in Jesus is subversive. The Romans wanted the Jews to be
miserable. To suffer. So that they would be easier to control and subdue. And
here is Jesus celebrating and enjoying friends, having fun, feasting. It’s like
announcing: Hey Romans, I’m not going to let you control my reality. God is
good. All the time. Life is a miracle. Love abounds. We are taking joy!

So, as we think about who we are as followers of Jesus, we want to think about
how we take joy. How are we joyful people because of our faith? How do we
express joy in our relationships? How do we share joy with others?

There is a story about the poet Rainer Maria Rilke. When he was living in Paris he
used to take a walk every afternoon and each day he passed by an elderly woman
who was begging. The women sat beside the path stoically and silently and
showed no sign of gratitude for the money that was given to her.

One day, Rilke walked past with a young woman friend. Much to her astonishment
he gave the elderly woman no coins. His companion wondered why. He told her,
“A person must give something to her heart and not to her hand.”

A few days later, Rilke went walking with a small, half-opened rose in his hand.
His young friend thought it was for her. But he did not give it to her. Instead, he
laid the rose in the hand of the beggar woman.

In response, the woman stood up, reached out, and took Rilke’s hand and kissed it.
She clutched the rose to her heart and disappeared. She was not seen for a week.
Then she came back and sat lifeless and cold as before. “What do you think she
lived on during that week?” asked Rilke’s young friend.

“On the rose,” he answered.

[From Advent, Christmas and Epiphany: Stories and Reflections on the Sunday
Readings, Megan McKenna, p. 145, adapted.]

Rilke gave the old woman joy.

This is a season to prepare to take joy. The joy that our faith is giving us. And
what better way to usher in joy than to celebrate the birth of a baby. Jesus. And
every other baby. Joy. Joy. Joy. Despite the sleepless nights. Joy. With all the
disruption. Joy. In the face of inconsolable crying and diapers. Joy.
This season is a time to remind ourselves who we are. We are children of God.
And we are followers of Jesus. And this makes us people of joy with a deep and
abiding trust in the goodness of life that brings delight. It’s there. For the taking.

So this advent season, take joy. If ever we needed it, take joy. With three thousand
people a day dying of covid. Take joy. With temperatures and sea level rising.
Take joy. Separated from family and friends. Take joy. Faced with economic
hardship. Take joy. In spite of a dysfunctional political situation. Take joy. With
a broken health care system. Take joy. Amidst the ravages of racism and
oppression. Take joy. In the absence of loved ones. Take joy.

Who are you? Know who you are. Follow Jesus. Rebel. Take joy. Amen.

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Corona Sabbath 39 JOY Reflection Text

Greetings and welcome to Corona Sabbath.  This is one of the ways the church is endeavoring to offer spiritual support during these challenging days of COVID-19.    We appreciate your feedback and suggestions.

We listen to Isaiah 61:1-4, 8-11  reminding us of of God’s good news for all people, good news of healing, wholeness, and justice.  This good news brings joy.  In this Advent season, we seek to rekindle our dreams of joy.  

“The Spirit of Exalted Yahweh is upon me,

for Yahweh has anointed me:

God has sent me to bring good news to those who are poor;

to heal broken hearts;

to proclaim release to those held captive

and liberation to those in prison;

to announce a year of favor from Yahweh,

and the day of God’s vindication;

to comfort all who mourn,

to provide for those who grieve in Zion –

to give them a wreath of flowers instead of ashes,

the oil of gladness instead of tears,

a cloak of praise instead of despair.

They will be known as trees of integrity,

planted by Yahweh to display God’s glory.

They will restore the ancient ruins,

and rebuild sites long devastated;

they will repair the ruined cities,

neglected for generations.

‘For I, Yahweh, love justice;

I hate robbery and sin.

So I will faithfully compensate you,

and I will make an everlasting covenant with you.

Your descendants will be renowned among the nations;

and your offspring among the people;

all who see you will acknowledge

that you are a people blessed by Yahweh.’

I will joyfully exult in Yahweh,

who is the joy of my soul!

My God clothed me with a robe of deliverance

and wrapped me in a mantle of justice,

the way a bridegroom puts on a turban

and a bride bedecks herself with jewels.

For as the earth brings forth its shoots,

and a garden brings its seeds to blossom,

so Exalted Yahweh makes justice sprout,

and praise spring up before all nations.’”  

Reflection from Kim

Maybe you are feeling a little less joy this season than you normally would.  Well, without the usual parties and activities, without the family gatherings and meals with friends, without the usual church goings on, it may be hard to feel the joy that we normally associate with the Christmas season. Maybe you are missing the concerts and plays and arts events that you associate with this season that bring joy.

Then there are the stunning death tolls posted each day due to covid.  That certainly gives pause.  And many of us have friends and relatives suffering from covid.  So much suffering and grief.  And our hearts also go out to those in the healthcare sector who are stressed to their limits responding to this crisis.  

Yes, there are the complications of this covid Christmas.  And there are other things that may dampen the spirits this season.  Maybe you are remembering someone who died at this time of year.  Maybe you are thinking about sad memories associated with past Christmases.  Maybe economic issues are taking the sparkle out of life for you at this moment.  Maybe concern for others who are having difficulties has you down.  The shortened days and long nights can subdue the spirit. 

In this season of lights we simply may not be feeling merry and bright.  But the words of the prophet Isaiah remind us of the deeper significance of this season.  The prophet celebrates one who will embody the commitment of God to justice, right relationship, and healing.  And as Christians we see the embodiment of that commitment in Jesus.  There is a story early in the ministry of Jesus that refers to this very scripture.  We are told of Jesus declaring in the synagogue that he has come to bring good news to the poor, to heal broken hearts, to proclaim release to the captives, and liberation to those in prison, and to announce the year of God’s favor.  That is a clearing of the slate relating to financial debt.  

Jesus comes to bring justice and deliverance and healing.  He comes to put things right.  To free us from the systems that entrap us and comfort our hurt and pain.  

The ministry of Jesus is a witness to the commitment of God to the well-being of humankind.  Jesus shows us how to care for each other and the Earth.  He shows us how to forgive each other and ourselves.  He invites us to relationships that are life giving.  Jesus invites us to a world where people are truly valued and not abused or taken for granted or seen as economic inputs that are expendable.  

The birth of Jesus is about the birth of a new reality in which everyone and all of Creation is cherished and has the opportunity and resources to flourish.

So, no matter what is dampening our spirits this covid Christmas, may we find joy in the coming of Jesus.  May we rejoice in the justice he brings.  May we celebrate the new reality that he calls forth and that is continuing to emerge today.  

This is a season to remember that God is with us.  The God who cares that people are made poor, that people are grieving, that people are in pain.  The God who offers comfort, solace, and new life.  The birth of Jesus and the holy day of Christmas are to remind us of God’s intention that all lives be filled with joy.  May your joy be rekindled this season.  

Amen.

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