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Showing posts with label inclusive language. Show all posts
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Sunday, May 19, 2013

Tongues of Fire


Mexican Icon
Whitsunday Texts

Humans are meaning making creatures. We have encounters and experiences and attempt to make sense out of the event. If you don't believe me, just think about what you said to yourself the last time you saw a tragedy. It could be any tragedy, or even a near miss of a tragedy. What were the first thoughts that went through your head?  I will bet that one of the first thoughts was something along the lines of "What did they do wrong to deserve that?"  A turn for the worse in our own lives sparks a series of "why me's?" and often begins to look for something to point to as the cause.

Reading the Bible is reading a long continuing saga of some of humanity wrestling with all the events of past, and present in order to create meaning for themselves. In it is woven the people's attempts to name something completely different, powerfully experienced and intrinsic to their own sense of self. Every book has been written with inspiration from the Holy Spirit, but each book has had one primary author or redactor who molded the content to address the issues of their time. Some Christians will say that my view is heretical because I do not claim that "God wrote it", nor that it is infallible or without error. I do believe that the Bible contains everything necessary for salvation, and that it provides a wonderful framework for reflecting on what it means to live a faithful life as a member of the catholic (universal-worldwide) Church. The ancient creed says that the Holy Spirit "Spoke through the prophets." That signals a filter to me.

Today is one of the major feast days for the Church, Pentecost. The day marks a singular occasion fifty days after the resurrection of Jesus. It also is claimed as the "birth of the Church".

Isn't that a funny phrase? "Birth of the Church".

Having experienced childbirth twice myself, I confess my mind momentarily becomes rather literal when I hear this phrase. Everyone of sound mind and minimal scientific knowledge knows that births occur through the culminating actions of a woman. Mother God could no longer be contained.

Sorry, I mean not to offend your masculine bound language surrounding God. But it just seems to me that the fertile spilling of tongues like flames and all that creative activity has to be more feminine than masculine. The milk of heaven is the Holy Spirit, enriching and strengthening all who call upon the Divine, the Most Exalted One. Julian of Norwich called Jesus "our true Mother" in her inspired showings. Well, that was many centuries before this day, in a time when before the great breaking forth of the Holy Spirit. All this is to remind you that God truly does not have singular gender or form, and that in our describing of God at work in the world we do our selves a disservice to get hung up on attempting to nail God down to a singular gender.

The significance of the day is huge for me. The power and outpouring of the Holy Spirit has been manifested on numerous occasions in my life. Leading worship and preaching on Pentecost is the absolute best! It is Easter Plus!

Invite me into a time of praise that includes Come Holy Spirit and I experience the warmth and joy that can only come from being in God's presence. As John Wesley would call it, my heart becomes "strangely warmed", and although it may seem contradictory, tears flow on many occasions. Tears of shear joy, not sorrow.  

Well to get down to reading the texts for this Sunday, I confess this has been more sermon and testimony than study so far. I hope you'll forgive me today.  But then again, engaging in testimony is exactly the context  which the author Luke was attempting to document for all future generations when he wrote the the account found in Acts 2:1-21. Our present institution sprung forth with rapid speed at the beginning, and continues to grow, in spite of all dismal reports otherwise, because God works in every age to empower people in both gigantic and small ways to draw people into the red hot dance of holy living. That brilliant red hot dance has no equal, no matter what others will try to tell you. It's a barrier removing dance, just as on that first pentecost many of the followers were gifted with the ability to impart testimonies to the dispersed Jews who had made the trek to participate in the Spring Festival and present their yeast loaf offerings of thanksgiving. The significance of the audience is at least as important as the speakers. The text says
"And how is it that we hear, each of us, in our own native language? Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya belonging to Cyrene, and visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, Cretans and Arabs" 
Those who came to present their offerings according to the ancient customs must have been exceedingly devout men and women. They were descendents of the diaspora, the remnant of the many who were sold off at the time of the Babylonian Captivity, which took place more than 400 years earlier. These who gathered on the day of feast of weeks had retained the teachings of Moses in spite of their isolation from Jerusalem, the temple, and the remaining members of the tribes of Israel. They understood their connection to the long since established history as God's Chosen People and continued to hold fast to the promises and God.

Even more important to the story is the response which took place after Peter placed their experience back into their long story of who they were as people of God. Peter reminded the locals, Judeans and Jerusalemites that this experience was the fulfillment of words from the Prophet Joel.

The prophet Joel indicated that God's way of doing things would change in time. A time would come in which it would not matter that a person belonged to a particular clan, or tribe. It also would not matter the gender of the recipient of power to prophesy.

Herein is a rub for the conventional power brokers of the establishment, both then and now. Women and men would be gifted in the same way. No barriers,  no divisions, and no partiality. Prophesy, and the outpouring of God's Spirit on both men and women. I think that was tough word from God for a lot of people to swallow without choking on.

As a woman who continues to be deeply embedded within the institutional church, I wonder when the men and women of all denominations will finally recognize the fulfillment of the prophet's words are indeed happening when women receive anointing by the Holy Spirit and a call from God to ordination as an elder of the church. Granted, some do. But so many more don't. Even worse, a large number of denominations also approve of forms of abuse from husbands toward their wives, and general dismissive behavior toward women on the basis of their selective reading of scripture. I am so grateful to now be back within the Episcopal Church, which has worked hard to remain relevant to the present age while retaining the beauty of our ancient liturgical traditions and the Apostolic Succession.

So, in this week, I invite you to look again several times at the texts and think now about the significance of the short passage from the Book of Romans. This passage was written by the Apostle Paul. Notice how Paul has, just as Jesus did, refered to God as "Abba! Father!" This is an endearment term, tender and familiar, like "Papa" might be to us. I invite you to take a bold move if you have "Father Figure" issues. Use Amma, or Abuela, Abuelita or Mamacita, if that can connect you to the nurturing and loving relationship God desires to establish with you.

Shalom! Have a blessed week.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

He, She, and Me

When the Spirit of truth comes,
Pentecost…Midweek



"I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now. When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth; for he will not speak on his own, but will speak whatever he hears, and he will declare to you the things that are to come. He will glorify me, because he will take what is mine and declare it to you. All that the Father has is mine. For this reason I said that he will take what is mine and declare it to you."
John 15:26-27; 16:4b-15


Here is the Gospel text from Pentecost Sunday. It contains the promise of help from the Spirit of Truth. The Greek word is Paraclete which is translated as advocate or helper. This passage of scripture holds tremendous promise for Christians of all denominational persuasions, and yet it also creates some tension within me as I take a first read at it this year. A story from my own life may help explain.

Fourteen years ago I was in a particularly active discerning state of mind regarding God’s call to me. Up until that time our circumstances were such that most of the time I could choose to work on community projects that I felt fulfilled my sense of mission to the world, without having to worry exceedingly about remuneration.  As an organizing board member of Habitat for Humanity I felt quite certain I was being faithful in using my gifts to bring people together, building relationships while we built homes in partnership with people needing simple decent homes. Parenting, working part time as Director of Community Ministries at Church of the Valley, and volunteering with Habitat for Humanity were my ministries.  

But as my children came closer to the age of adulthood, I felt what many women experience, a need to evaluate and engage the question of a long postponed educational journey, and the next vocational change.

As I approached vocational discernment I sought out a woman pastor to help me consider what God was calling me to do.  Her recommendations set me on a short adventure back into the private sector, working for a heating and air conditioning company.

The people were wonderful.  One person particularly enjoyed discussing things that had to do with the church. One day, he asked me whether I thought God was a man or a woman.

“Well, D, I don’t think of God as either, male or female. I think God transcends gender. Although Jesus was incarnate as a male. The human form of Jesus does not lead me to believe that God is of any particular gender in the same sense that we conceive of gender.”

And that really rocked his boat.

So, here we are, reading the Gospel passage from the RCL for the week and confound it if the Spirit isn’t referred to with the male pronoun. It’s just one of those points in reading scripture which cause me special frustration, because of what I know.

I know that when we dig back into the Hebrew Bible, the source sacred texts primary to the Jews of Jesus’ time and to the early Christians, that there are plenty of passages that use feminine articles and imagery. There is a very long list of those images. And more importantly, because we are referring to spiritual matters, it is a conundrum for both women and men.
 
Now how does a self-respecting progressive Christian, one who is at the very least a nominal feminist, find meaning or spiritual value from a text such as this when language itself creates such a barrier?

For a long time I just ignored the language. I pretended it didn’t bother me in the slightest…really, it didn’t. But I’m a morphing person, as I believe we all are. The Holy One is a transforming force. So, change is normal, even good.


With that realization I have begun to work through the language problem for myself applying a prayerful approach. Here are a couple of ways I have learned to work through the gendering of spiritual texts; one linguistic, and one visual. The visual one is very new to me, one I am just now exploring.
Like many before me, I play around with language, because the words I use to describe God are a means of finding deeper personal connection to the divine. For instance, read what happens to the text with a small addition throughout the Gospel.

"I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now. When the Spirit of truth comes, SHe will guide you into all the truth; for SHe will not speak on Her own, but will speak whatever SHe hears, and SHe will declare to you the things that are to come. SHe will glorify me, because SHe will take what is mine and declare it to you. All that the Father has is mine. For this reason I said that SHe will take what is mine and declare it to you."
 
Now, with my eyes I begin to feel more fully the nature of God being inclusive of the transcendence of gender in this text.

The second way is through the use of Icons.

Icons which are religious artworks use to help the faithful mediate a path to the divine presence are much more faithful to the traditions of the Hebrew Bible. This is a gift from the Orthodox Church to all Christianity which I am just beginning to learn about and appreciate.



In the icon, "The Hospitality of Abraham" which is understood to be an icon of the Trinity,



In this Icon, "Theotokos (Mary) in the burning bush unconsumed", 



And in this Icon of Jesus’ baptism with the Trinity present with I am allowed to imagine the immanent feminine nature, creative and sustaining presence of God. 





Without this additional imagery, my appreciation for the transcendent nature of the Holy One is diminished, as well as my own self-understanding as a vessel of the Holy One. With these images I can imagine myself being the ember bearer which God has called me to be. Each of us, by our consent to God, carry within us the divine spark of God to bring about good, experienced as a healing and ever expanding community, which Christians call the reign of God. It is an expanding reign.

Because we are humans we depend entirely upon our senses, primarily the five prime senses, taste touch, smell, sound, and sight. But spiritual matters depend upon a spiritual sense. Intuition is the spiritual sense. Discernment is the process of spiritual listening. I believe that each of us remain incomplete until we discover and develop the ability to listen to the spirit. The promise found in the Gospel of John is from Jesus, during his carnal life, for all.

Pentecost represents new spiritual life, “being born from above”. It reminds me to look back at the beginning of creation where God is active bringing order out of chaos, and to reclaim the power that God imparts to be a source of healing and reconciliation. It recharges me to continue to discover ways that I can faithfully live out my commitment to working for peace, healing and reconciliation. That is work that happens in community, with and for others, not simply for my own private comfort and enjoyment.

The holy wind that stirs us up also invites us to receive a new annointing to carry on Christ's work in the world.

Better to do that in community than single-handedly trying to push the rock of Sisyphus to the top of the mountain.    

Where are the places that you experience community?

Is the Spirit whispering advice for change in your life in the coming days, weeks or months?

How will you go about making that change?