September 5, 2012 Bad Sermons

I am thinking back on this summer sermon series which I rank as one of the best in my career.

But, while I think it is the best, I also reflect that I have preached some of the worst sermons I have preached in a long time.  In fact most of them have been uncomfortable to do and I haven't felt quite in stride.  They have been longer than I could control.  I find myself getting to places where I am not sure what I am doing.  I have scrapped large parts of what I have planned (which is difficult with the overhead presentations).

The reason, as I reflect on it, is that the point isn't the sermons.  What has made the summer so amazing for me is the homework. The homework is life-changing.  The homework is also why I have preached so oddly. Because it is different than usual.  The focus of the sermon is different.  The pacing and process is different. The target and style is different -- all because of the homework.

I see so clearly that it doesn't really matter what I say.  It is what people do during the week that is important.  This emphasizes something Paul and I have been bumping into for months.  We are trapped practically every week.  "Oops, I'm not doing that.".  It started in the first week.  We ranted about businesses that didn't put their office hours on the doors and then noticed we didn't have them either.  It started at the beginning with neighbors living around us that we didn't know or hadn't seen or talked to in ages.

The obvious and important thing is what we do between Sundays.  We know that but we slip into easy patterns.  My head knows that the important work of the Spirit is not on Sunday but in the rest of the week as we live.  The point isn't learning about God, but living a Godly life.  It isn't about talking about God, but following.  It certainly isn't in griping about how our kids never call, but in calling our kids.  It isn't about talking about being loving, but actually loving.  Not in being friendly but in making friends and being a friend.

We finish on Sunday the 16th at Rohner Park.  But, if I am listening to myself then it is what I do, what we do, in the weeks and months after this summer that is really the point.

Did the summer series change you?

August 27, 2012 Little Delights

The last couple of weeks, our child care worker, Britney, has brought one of her small charges to church.  The child absolutely loves the music at the beginning of the service.  So much, in fact, that all 22 inches of her stands on wobbly feet and dances in the center aisle right in front of Velma while she is leading singing.  What we see is Velma, who has lived through about three quarters of a century, facing the congregation and a little child who hardly comes up to the top of the arm rest of the pew swaying and dancing together while we sing "Here I Am, Lord" or "Softly and Tenderly Jesus is Calling".

As we talk and reflect on friendliness, I am struck by this miracle.  As long as I have been here, Velma has wanted nothing more than to dance in church.  And now she has a companion.  So, Velma beams all through the hymn sing.  Her energy is up and the hymn sing is better for it.  We all benefit from this.  And then Velma talks with delight about her little partner for days.  That few moments is enough to fill her week with joy.  God enters the building and Velma's spirit is filled by a little bundle of mischief -- an angel is disguise.

It is such a simple thing to join in that an 18 month old child knows how to do it.  That is our parable.  Friendliness is about joining the dance of life that is going on all around us.  For those who have learned to do it, the world is filled with friends.  For those who haven't, ? -- Well????

It's That Easy

Paul is probably blogging about this too.  We were sitting in Shotz yesterday at 10:00 in our regular Tuesday morning sermon preparation meeting having a good time.  Complaining because the place was so crowded that we couldn't get our favorite seats at first.  Minding our own business talking about how to be friendly in Fortuna.  When Paul looks behind me and starts laughing and says, "listen to this.  A guy riding a bike had just parked and come in.  He isn't in the place for two second, when a guy behind me, which we had ignored, reached out to the guy and says, "I'm not from around here either " and they begin getting to know each other.  Talking a long time and exchanging networking information.  Puts us to shame.  I can hear God laughing and laughing at us.

Criticizing Friendliness

The Times Standard printed an article last week that was all abuzz in Fortuna.  The Reverend who authored the article was questioning Fortuna's friendliness by how little services there were for the homeless.  Most everyone I talked to was mad about it.  It wasn't that the guy was wrong in his article.  Most of his facts were right about what we don't have.  But he spent no time in what we do.  All criticism, probably with some political agenda behind it, and no heart or any real knowledge.  Ignoring what the council is doing in the last weeks. A slap in the face to those who are doing great work every week, like RiverLife.  And an example of someone taking pot shots from a distance.

But, as Paul and I preach on friendliness to the homeless population in Fortuna, we know there is a lot of room for growth.  It isn't abstract.  They are people, sometimes friends, who come to church, who come to our community dinners.  They are people Sean and others take food to every week, that we walk around or greet on the streets.  We have questions and we struggle to know how to help.  Sunday was interesting for us, and I can't wait to see how things go for Paul next week.

It is really great to have Sean as a resource for us.  And maybe we will live through, perhaps learn from, folks who criticize from a distance.

Flowers Around My Neck

Harriet and I just went to pick up our daughter who had been in Hawai'i with her grandmother last week.  One of the reasons I was excited for her return was that she would bring plumeria.  In Hawai'i, to be friendly, people, put smelly flowers around your neck.  Aloha, lei over your head, and a kiss on the cheek.  You are loved. Glad you are here.  Welcome.

There are lots of flowers in Hawai'i lying all over the place and that makes sense.  Pine needles and redwood bark isn't quite the same but still smells good.  There is something wildly inviting to this physical gesture of welcome.  And, any time I focus my mind and remember the smell and look of plumeria I remember how much I love and am loved by Hawai'i.

Basic Friendly

Tomorrow we will look at Matthew 25.  Feeding the hungry, giving water to the thirsty, welcoming the stranger, caring for the sick, visiting prisoners, providing restroom facilities for people waiting for the Rodeo parade.

That is what we were doing today.  Passing out cookies and water for folks lined up for hours for the parade.  But we got tremendous feedback for letting folks know our bathrooms were available.

Well, that's obvious.

Blue Walmart bags

For our homework last week, we ran into a bit of a snag.  We had this great idea for helping the world, a bit at a time.  Bags for groceries – not exactly a unique idea, but a sound one.  We thought, bags with the Beginning Friendly logo on them.  Pick them up and print and get to church.  No such luck – it would have cost a fortune.  So Paul got some cheap pretty blue bags when he was in Sacramento, the only ones he could find.  From Walmart.  Ok, not what we had imagined, but . . .  Well that is the question.

Can Walmart be friendly? 

It raises some huge questions.  Small businesses around town aren’t too happy about Walmart.  Some things going around about how evil it is are myths, or are past history.  But, it is true that a lot of the money that goes to Walmart goes out of town.  So, does money and business have to stay local to be friendly?  Or fruit, or jobs, or – well the list goes on and on.  We are eco friendly when we eat stuff that is grown close by.  But we also can become insulated, both socially and economically.  Outsourcing takes jobs away from the rich higher paying places and takes them to places that pay poorer wages.  But does it really move money from the rich to the poor, or does it just increase the profits of the very rich?  Where does a call for justice in substandard wages in Haiti really hide a fear of losing jobs where we are?  

What is friendly to the world?  Those are harder questions than I can answer, but they are really worth asking. 

So Walmart bags – to use or not to use, that is the question.