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Rector's Sermon - Sunday, June 15, 2003
First
Reading
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Psalm |
Epistle |
Gospel |
Isaiah
6:1-8 |
Canticle
13 |
Romans
8:12-17 |
John
3:1-17 |
This
morning we have read of the call of the great prophet Isaiah. Prophets
pretty much operated outside the political and religious structures.
There was no recognized place for them within the religious hierarchy.
As independent thinkers, they were often viewed with suspicion and
fear by those in authority and control. Often they exposed a truth
those in power would have preferred to have remained hidden. They
were the public conscience of their society.
Uzziah
ruled for approximately 42 years, from about 783-742 BCE. It was
a period of relative peace and prosperity for this tiny kingdom
with its capitol in Jerusalem. Later generations would consider
his reign the zenith of the southern kingdoms power, second
only to Solomon's. In the year King Uzziah died, everything would
change, marking a period of transition and insecurity. Hence Isaiah
was called to be a prophet in a very dangerous time, clouded with
the smoke of uncertainty.
Isaiah
initially experienced his call while he was experiencing grave personal
doubt. He felt lost among a culture that had lost its bearings.
Commentators have noted that nevertheless in the depths of his despair,
God's grace touched him and his lips were unsealed. Then and only
then did he hear what God was saying to him. Then and only then
did he discover the confidence to speak and to volunteer Here
am I, send me.
The
lessons after Easter open up to us the wider and new possibilities
of God working in the world and lead up to the climax of the gifts
of the Holy Spirit being clearly and dramatically given to the church.
The speech of many tongues, while implying a universal mission,
is also are telling us that the Holy Spirit bestows a great variety
of gifts and the grace of the living God is multidimensional. Disease
is often rooted in healthy internal processes that run amuck. Something
grows so fast that it takes over and suffocates everything around
it. One organ over-functions so that the other organs cannot function
at all. The healthy equilibrium of the body is thrown all out of
balance and the body as a whole cannot properly fight disease or
even perceive when something is a danger to its life. Cults and
unhealthy religious communities are often rooted in a one-dimensional
view that represses all other aspects of God. Trust, for example,
becomes slavish obedience, or repentance becomes morbid recrimination.
Trinity Sunday reminds us to be expectant and open to all the aspects
of God, and to realize that a relationship involving faith comes
in stages and in different pieces that we then need to assemble
or process.
One
of my favorite railroad stories is about an incident on an unnamed
Pennsylvania Railroad local on the way to Harrisburg one hot, late,
August afternoon. During the days of steam these short haul trains
were not air-conditioned although you could open the windows. The
conductor was passing through the crowded, hot coaches collecting
tickets. "You will have to take your suitcase off that vacant
seat, he said to one of the passengers. Without looking up,
the passenger just shook his head. "People still need seats;
remove it now, and put it up on the rack or I will put it off the
train, the harried conductor repeated. The passenger frowned
and continued to shake his head. All right, snapped the conductor,
and with that he tugged the huge suitcase off the seat, forced the
window up all the way, and with considerable effort and stuffing,
shoved the suitcase out of the moving train. The case hit the side
of the roadbed, bounced a few times and burst open, leaving a trial
of clothes from Paoli to Lancaster. Straightening up his uniform
the conductor asserted his authority. There, let that be a
lesson to you. "Wasn't my suitcase, said the passenger,
shaking his head again.
Often
when we are frustrated and huff and puff with God, I wonder if a
major part of the problem is that we are concentrating our hopes
and attention too much on one thing. Like the harried conductor,
we dont take care to get the whole story. If we took time
to process the many gifts God offers and are available to us, perhaps
a lot of unnecessary effort and worry would be avoided. Thats
what this day reminds us. When we say, God the Father, God
the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, we are speaking, of course,
in analogies and reminding one another that God is best perceived
in relationship and Gods love has more than one face and more
than one form.
And I offer this to you in the name of the
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Amen
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