Sunday, April 6, 2014

Sunday, April 6 - The Fifth Sunday in Lent: Sunni Bannon

Ezekiel 37:1-14. Tell them that I, the Sovereign Lord, am saying to them: I am going to put breath into you and bring you back to life.

When I was seven, I fell from a height of about six feet and when I hit the ground my breath was knocked out of me and I broke my arm. I didn’t realize my arm was broken for a few minutes because I was so distracted by the experience of losing my breath. I can still remember the sky and treetops above me coming into focus when, after those first seconds of shock passed, my lungs expanded and took in air again. As a young adult I lost a childhood friend to suicide and when I heard the news I felt as if I could not breathe. For the first few seconds as I tried to imagine what I had been told, everything stopped: time, reality, even breathing. At times, this life is crippling. Stress, suffering and sorrow drain me to the point that I am like the dry bones in this story – scattered, formless and unable to stand tall. 

Yet, even in those seconds with no breath at all, I know there is God. When asked an impossible question, Ezekiel says “Sovereign Lord, you alone know.” And God does know the answer! So as I lay my stress, my suffering and my sorrow down and open myself to God, I can find my breath again. 

Divine Creator – Give me the strength to let go of my burdens. Breathe your power and your peace into me. Allow my life to become what you designed it to be. Amen.
—Sunni Bannon

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Saturday, April 5: Tammy Waddell

1 Corinthians 13:1-13. If I speak in the tongues of mortals and angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

Speaking in tongues of mortals and angels is easy. If I just learn the vocabulary - the “right” words, the “spiritual” words, the words which I think people want to hear – yet there is no love in my heart to support these words, I might as well just be noise. It’s a distraction from the truth. Gongs and cymbals are both instruments, yet the sounds they produce feel abrasive to my ear. When I think about gongs and cymbals, I also think about them as “attention getters” rather than instruments which communicate feeling. If you are speaking from a place with love in your heart, it doesn’t need to be loud. You don’t need to get the attention of your audience first. When one speaks with love in their heart, it is a louder sound than any gong or cymbal could ever be.
—Tammy Waddell

Friday, April 4, 2014

Friday, April 4: Bruce Redman

Psalm 102: 2. Incline your ear to me; when I call make haste to answer me.

For me, this verse, by itself, reminds me that, when I pray, many times I find myself praying only for me, or for something I want only for me. This often happens when I have some kind of sadness, worry or pain in mind, or when I want something to go my way. And, of course, when I pray like that, my head usually wants an answer to my prayer on the spot! But when I read this verse with the rest of this psalm, from its opening tale of the speaker’s personal despair and sickness, to its hopeful passages about how God will rebuild Zion and never die, I am reminded that, when I pray beyond myself -- for my spouse, my family, my friends and my community -- without any of my own reservations, conditions or expectations, my head seems to draw closer to what my heart seems to be seeking instinctively -- the everlasting life, love and peace that God has for all, including me.
—Bruce Redman

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Thursday, April 3: Michael Rothermel

Mark 8:27-9:1. If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.

Sometimes… I just don’t “get it.” I mean, in my better moments I really do want to be a faithful disciple of Jesus. But time and again, I seem to falter. My record as a faithful disciple of Jesus is, frankly, less than stellar. Thank God for Mark’s Gospel and his account of those first disciples – time and again, they just don’t “get it” either!

In the beginning of Mark’s narrative, they seem to be stellar models of discipleship: literally dropping everything immediately to respond to Jesus’ call to follow him. It must have been terribly exciting to follow this charismatic preacher, with front row seats to his healings and many miracles. 

Half way through Mark’s Gospel, we seem to hit the high water mark for discipleship when Peter boldly declares to Jesus: “You are the Messiah”! Except… right when Peter and the others think everything is on the up and up, it all starts going south. Jesus tells them to keep the “Messiah” talk quiet, and then foretells what He believes “Messiah” really means: suffering, rejection and death. 

Not exactly what the disciples had in mind… so Peter naturally takes Jesus aside and pleads with Him, desperately trying to get Jesus back on track. But Jesus won’t hear of it: “Get behind me Satan!”

What a staggering reversal. That’s the context for this call to discipleship:
If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.

Hey, if I’m one of the disciples at this point in the Story, I don’t think I’m on board with this. In fact, they weren’t. In the second half of Mark’s Gospel, they misunderstand Jesus again and again. He speaks of suffering, losing, and of being last – yet they want to know which of them is the greatest. James and John jockey to see if they can sit on his right and his left side “in glory.” 

Three separate times he foretells His path of suffering and death. They doubt this is the right Way. They are afraid. They fall asleep when he needs them most. By the end of the journey, as the Cross looms ahead, Judas has betrayed Him, Peter has denied Him, and all the rest have fallen away. 

Is it just me, or can you see yourself in those first disciples? I’ve sure had my share of doubts. I’m afraid to take up a cross. I really do prefer glory to suffering and shame. Can I truly say I’ve never denied Him, never betrayed Him, never fallen away from Him? No, I can’t.
I guess that is precisely why I kneel in grateful, loving, appreciative awe of this Messiah, this Jesus. Even though the disciples, all of them, gave up on Him, Jesus never gave up on them. He came back. 

I like how Kimberly Clayton Richter puts it in the Spiritual Formation Bible: “It is precisely to such disciples, to us, that Jesus makes a resurrection promise he will keep: he is going ahead of us. We will see him. We are still included! Jesus does not give up on us, but urges us to keep going, to meet him in Galilee and everywhere else he appears in the world.”
In spite of my lack of discipleship, I’m still included. Jesus just keeps… coming… back.
For me. For you.

—Michael Rothermel

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Wednesday, April 2: Laura Gregg

1 Corinthians 12: 1-11. Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; and there are varieties of services, but the same Lord; and there are varieties of activities, but it is the same God who activates all of them in everyone.

We all have been blessed with gifts from God. What puzzles me is that we are not always equally blessed with the means to use them. If I have the gift of wisdom, but do not share it because I see no point in casting pearls before swine, of what use is the gift? If I have the gift of healing but do not apply it because I fear the consequences of the unmediated intimacy it requires, of what use is the gift to anyone? And what do you do about a gift you didn’t ask for and don’t want? Or the gift you want, but never receive.

An answer for me is found at the end of this chapter and the beginning of the next. After his gift list and admonition that no one should expect to have them all, Paul writes, “But strive for the greater gifts. And I will show you a still more excellent way.” Then he continues in chapter 13, “…if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.”

So there ya go! The answer is in the “more excellent way,” that is, love. Love is the motivator for using my gifts. Without love, the gifts don’t accomplish much, even if they are used. The gift I want and pray for is the ability to love—a more excellent gift than any God has given me so far.
—Laura Gregg

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Promised Land or Land of Promise? • Part 5

Barriers to Travel in the Holy Land
By Mary Pneuman

Recently, our friend Pat received an urgent call to visit a daughter who was very ill in a hospital in Nazareth, Israel. Although not of Arab descent, Pat had married a Palestinian Anglican priest and lived for many years in Ramallah. During her time there, restrictions on travel between the West Bank and Israel, made it impossible to visit a daughter living in Nazareth, unless they met outside the country. Ten years ago, Pat moved back to her home in England. Recounting her efforts to be with her daughter, she says:
“I am not allowed to travel to Israel as a British tourist. Hence, I had to fly to Jordan, cross the border into Palestine, which involved a lot of hassle through different checkpoints, then travel to Ramallah. There I had to visit various Government offices to obtain a new Palestinian passport (mine had expired), a new Palestinian identity card, and go to an Israeli office to ask for a permit to enter Israel. I told the Israeli officer (who was American) my circumstances, explaining that as a British citizen, I should be able to fly direct to Tel-Aviv. “No,” he said, “You are a Palestinian!”
Our friend finally obtained a one-week permit with stipulations that she could visit her daughter during daylight hours but must return to Ramallah by 7:00 pm each night —she was not to sleep in Nazareth. Deciding to take the risk of ignoring the conditions, she was most fortunate not to be stopped when she retraced her steps to Ramallah, then to Jordan and back to England. But, she writes, “All this meant that I not only had to spend six extra days travelling (three each way) but at twice the expense. I might add that I am elderly and with my British passport can travel anywhere in the world except Israel.”

Travel to or through Israel has also become next to impossible for U.S. citizens of Palestinian descent or with close Palestinian connections. Those whom Israeli authorities suspect of being of Arab, Middle Eastern or Muslim origin or those who have been involved in missionary work or activism may be denied entry into Israel or the West Bank. According to the website of the American Consulate in Jerusalem:
The Government of Israel does not currently permit U.S. citizens with Palestinian nationality (or even, in some cases, the claim to it) to enter Israel via Ben Gurion International Airport. Many travelers have been sent back to the U.S. upon arrival. Others have been allowed to enter Israel but told they cannot depart Israel via Ben Gurion without special permission, which is rarely granted. Some families have been separated as a result, and other travelers have forfeited expensive airline tickets.
Consider, for example, a retired Seattle banker, a Christian, who was born in Jerusalem, but has been an American citizen for over 30 years. He chose not to join our November pilgrimage because he expected to be turned back at Ben Gurion airport. Another Palestinian ex-pat (a Muslim woman born in Jerusalem, also a banker) is unable to visit her sister there. Her sister will not come to the U.S. for fear that she will not be allowed to return, or that her home will be taken under the absentee property law.

Even though prior confirmation may sometimes granted by the Israeli Embassy for entry from Jordan into West Bank areas controlled by the Palestinian Authority, “This stamp does not permit such travelers to enter Jerusalem or Israel...appeals are rarely approved.”
While non-Palestinian American members of Christian tours are generally allowed entry to Israel without incident through Ben Gurion, couples or individuals face many difficulties, often not worth risking the cost of a ticket. Just before our tour group was to leave Jerusalem, we met a retired doctor from Boston who was waiting for a permit to visit Ahli Arab Hospital in Gaza, where she had been invited to consult on plans for their new cancer center. Her husband (not a doctor) had received a 24-hour permit and had just returned, but Israel guards at the Erez crossing had confiscated his cPAP machine (he has sleep apnea).The doctor was preparing to return to the U.S., expecting that her costly effort to pursue her charity mission would be in vain.

The founding of the State of Israel as a home for the Jewish people was the culmination of the hopes of displaced and persecuted Jews who sought to escape the evils of discrimination and tyranny and the horrors of the Holocaust. But in the 60 years since then, Zionist nationalism and the growing influence of the religious right have been steadily turning Israel from a place of safety and freedom for the Jews to a state that is no longer a place of safety or freedom for everyone. No distinctions are made between Christian and Muslim populations in the application of Israeli laws pertaining to Palestinian citizens of Israel or Palestinians non-citizens living under military occupation in the West Bank and Gaza.

It is clear that not everyone is welcome in Israel, and not all enjoy equal rights in a state considered to be democratic. Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu underscored the point on March 4 when he said that if Palestinians really want peace with Israel, they will recognize Israel as a Jewish state—“the right of the Jewish people to a state of their own.” More recently, Defense Minister Avigdor Lieberman has proposed the transfer of Arab-Israeli citizens to a new, but undefined Palestinian state by shifting the borders. No longer citizens of Israel, Palestinians would be moved to the West Bank or placed under the Palestinian Authority in northern towns and villages near the Green Line in exchange for Israel annexation of large West Bank settlements. Under international law, the legal basis for such a proposal (once unthinkable) is being explored.

Segregation and the separation of Jews and Palestinians are not the result of physical barriers alone. There are many existing or pending laws that legitimize policies that deprive Palestinians of civil rights and due process, and in the Israeli move to create a Jewish state, there is an alarming upswing in aggressive acts toward Christians and their institutions.

In Part 6, read about challenges now facing Christians and their churches in Israel/Palestine.

Tuesday, April 1: Heather Smith

Mark 8: 1-10. His disciples replied, “How can one feed these people with bread here in the desert? He asked them, “How many loaves do you have?”

As an Episcopalian, with a shaky background on understanding of the Bible, I researched my assigned passage. Jesus had spent the past three days with a large crowd of Gentiles, preaching and likely healing several of his followers. Food was in short supply, and Jesus, filled with compassion, asked his disciples about the available food stores for the crowd before sending them back home. The disciples, realizing that there were only seven loaves and a few small fish available, asked how anyone could get enough food in this remote desert region. Jesus took the bread, gave thanks, and broke the loaves to distribute to the crowd of four thousand people. Jesus took the few small fish, gave thanks, and distributed to the people and they were satisfied. Afterward, the disciples picked up seven baskets of broken pieces of bread. Jesus then travelled by boat to a different area, while the Pharisees questioned him and asked for a sign from heaven.

With faith, we all have enough. Jesus, provided both for the spiritual needs of the assembled crowd (teaching and healing) as well as for the physical needs of the people with both loaves and fish. And yet, after feeding the crowd of 4000 with seven loaves, seven baskets of broken pieces of bread remained. There was an abundance of food for his followers.

In the past year, my life (and the lives of my family members) has changed in many ways. Some of the changes have been very difficult, and others, not so much. Yet through all of these changes, I have felt this same grace from God. Even when the baskets seemed empty….there were still more than enough broken pieces to sustain me.
—Heather Smith