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Sunday, September 13, 2015

Welcome Home - sermon for Sept 13


“Welcome Home”

Rev. Alison Longstaff, Sept 13, 2015
Bath Church of the New Jerusalem
Exodus 29:28-46; John 14 portions; Heavenly Secrets 10153 

Welcome back!  Welcome home!

It is a wonderful feeling, this feeling of coming home.  Humans need a sense of home more than we need anything else.  After any trauma or even just after a rough day, our first instinct is to go home—home, where we are safe; home, where we can rest and heal; home, where we can be truly ourselves; home, where we are loved exactly the way we are.

We all know this truth about home, and this is the home we all long for at the end of a long day.

Unfortunately, many people in this world do not get to have that experience of “home.” From foster children who are bounced around our social system, to families struggling with troubled dynamics, to the terrible plight of today’s Syrian refugees, there are many are in this world who have no consistently safe home to which they can go at the end of the day. 

Home.  In the human hierarchy of needs, home is foundational.  It is a level one need to have shelter and physical self-care. It includes the level two need for safety and security as well.

There is a primal human need for home.  “Home” is where we go to be restored and to find our center both naturally and spiritually.  We need to return to ourselves, to gather ourselves, to rest in safety and prepare for the coming day. That is why we feel such a strong need to go home when we have had a hard day.

Just this past week a friend was voicing her distress over the plight of the Syrian refugees.  You see, she knows what it is like to be a refugee. She fled Eastern Europe as a child all those years ago.  Her family had only a suitcase and the clothes on their backs.  She remembers to this day what it felt like, and feels keenly for these Syrians.

Can you imagine having to leave your home and country forever, not knowing if you would ever come back?  This is not selling your home to go to a new one.  This is walking away from the only home you have. I have heard from several friends in California who have been going through something similar, having time to grab only a few possessions before fleeing the wild-fires; not knowing if they will ever see their home and possessions again. Most of us cannot even imagine the scope of the rootlessness and sense of disorientation such a leaving can cause. 

Refugees are lucky if they even have time to stuff a few things into a suitcase.  Everything else gets left behind.  Now imagine that you must throw even that one suitcase of belongings away to save someone else.  Into the tossing waves or the fires go your most precious books and keepsakes—the family treasures, the spare clothes, important papers—everything.  You have nothing left but your life and your clothes, and if you are lucky, your family.
 
Do you feel that?  That compassion that you may be feeling is the presence of God within you.  That sympathy and that heartbreak are the Holy Spirit speaking in your heart.  God hurts when we hurt.  We are created such that we hurt when others are hurting.  That basic human empathy is the fabric of our souls—it is our birthright—to feel joy with and for others and to feel shock and sorrow with and for others.  That energetic movement—that e-motion—is the stirring of your spiritual blood, for you are made of love.

I think of all the thousands of people who stepped up to help at ground zero in the days and weeks following the 911 attacks.  Their sense of empathy and connection compelled them to give aid any way they could. Massage therapists and trauma counselors, volunteers to deliver water and sandwiches, truck drivers and hands that unloaded trucks, each heart found a way to serve according to their call. Each one was equally valuable and needed, yes, from the elite trauma and bereavement counselors all the way down to the Porta Potty service workers who made sure the hordes of volunteers had somewhere to, um, “go.”

Somewhere to go.  Yes, even including the euphemism, isn’t that what home is all about? 

We need a home to go to.  We need repeatedly to go home.  This church is a home for many of us here, and we don’t know what we would do without it.


Home. Home is where we are safe. Home is where we can rest and heal. Home is where we can relax and be ourselves and are loved anyway. Home is the place where we belong.

I hope this church feels just that way for each person here.  If you see this place as your home church I hope it feels safe and healing, accepting and supportive.  My experience is that this congregation does pretty amazingly well at these things for each other.  My experience is also that a few among this group are excellent at welcoming spiritual refugees. Several make an effort to invite new people back to their homes to build a better sense of welcome and inclusion. For those who do, well done!

In the deepest spiritual sense, God is our home.  The God of Love is what we have come from and to whom we will return. As our truest home, God ought to be our number-one go-to haven to Whom we bring all our hurts and all our trust. Is it true that God is the One to whom you turn when you need to rest and heal? Is it true that God is the One with whom you can be truly and completely yourself knowing that God loves you exactly the way you are?  Do you live and move and have your being in God?

Does that describe your relationship with God?  Does that describe your abiding inner emotional experience of God?

If so, you are among the very few and very lucky.

If not, you are like most people. Your answer may have been closer to, “Well, not exactly….”

Just for the record, while I know with my whole head, that God is my safest haven, I have trouble remembering that and acting on it.  I have trouble trusting that it is really true.  I have trouble living that truth.  (Some might say that that disqualifies me from being a good pastor.  But from within my socks and shoes, I think it at least makes me an honest pastor, and a pastor that knows what it is like to struggle to remember the genuine reality of God’s love.  What is the old saying? “Them as can’t, teach?”)  Even Mother Theresa struggled with her faith, so maybe I’m in good company.  And so if you are like me, you are in Mother Theresa’s company too.
 
Why is it that we have so much trouble making God our home, or what is the same thing, making our home in God?  Why don’t we simply trust God and from then on live in “the peace that passes all understanding”?

Swedenborg would say that our difficulty being able to sense and believe in the Divine presence is the natural result of our being temporarily stuck in physical bodies.  He would say that while we all have spiritual senses that will awaken after this physical body dies, meanwhile those senses are dulled, bogged down, or even switched off while we are conscious in these dense physical bodies. These physical eyes and ears are designed to see and hear physical things, not spiritual things.  And when we are plugged in to this physical reality which is so very, well, REAL to us, it is well-nigh impossible to believe in anything else. It is a bit like being a fish, with eyes and ears and senses designed to work in water.  While we live in the water, we have almost no idea what is going on above the water and may have trouble believing such a reality even exists.

Not only are our spirits cloaked in physical bodies, it often seems that when we need God the most, God is nowhere to be “seen”!  Of course we lose faith!  It takes training to learn to see God in the midst of the darkest times, and often our own anger and disappointment and sense of abandonment create a block to our inner senses.  We become so disillusioned about God that we don’t even want to hear an explanation of where God was when we needed Him/Her.  But if we look at our mortal condition through the eyes of love, it is hard to feel judgment for our understandable struggle to believe.  Of course we doubt and look elsewhere for security and comfort! It is only, well, natural.

Exactly.

I almost wonder if God designed our mortal condition the way it is to encourage us “grow up” spiritually.  How many of us would ever leave the comfort of God’s arms if we weren’t drawn irresistibly away?  How many children would learn to walk or run or do things for themselves if they never left their mother’s lap?  Looking back over my spiritual evolution, I strongly suspect that I would NEVER have left the spiritual nest or learned to fly if God hadn’t gently but firmly pushed me out.

Perhaps we cannot truly appreciate God as our safe haven until we have lived for a long time without that presence?  Rather like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, perhaps we need to go somewhere very different for a while, because the struggle to find our way back teaches us to value what we had all along.  Perhaps it is the way God sets us down a few steps away and then beckons with parental arms and an encouraging smile, “Now come back to me!  You can do it!” and waits to sweep us up in joy when our faltering steps make our haphazard way back to the Divine embrace.

That is how we grow stronger.  That is how we learn to become spiritual adults. And God sets us down again and again, inviting us back. And we grow stronger with each step.

Before we end, I will just dip briefly into the gems of the internal meaning of John 14.  John 14 starts with, “Do not let your hearts be troubled.”  It starts with, “Don’t worry so much!”

The rest of the chapter is about finding our way back home, which is couched in a discussion of the Father and the Son being one.  Father is “concept” and Son is “action.” Father is “intention” and Son is “fulfillment.” These two things MUST become one in our lives, or they are without meaning or power. When Jesus commands, “You believe in God, believe also in Me,” he is saying, “You love the idea of God, now realize that you must walk the path I set before you to find your way home.  You’ve got the ideas; now start living them.”

But Philip (representing us) says, “Show us the father and we will be satisfied.”  “Philip” means “a lover of horses.”  “Horses” in the Word always symbolize our understanding, so “Philip” is our love of ideas.  Philip is saying, “Isn’t if good enough if we just think and talk about the ideas?”  This shows our reluctance to make changes in our way of living.  WE are satisfied by just having shiny and interesting ideas.  We balk at allowing God’s teachings to transform our feelings and lives.  This is rejecting a lived theology (Jesus).  There is a part of us that is happy to keep God as a concept, far away, up in the sky, not right here, down on the ground, in this moment and in this choice.

Jesus says, “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and you still do not know me?”  He is saying, “I have walked with you and asked you to walk with me.  I have loved you and asked you to love me, and still you are saying, ‘I’d rather just keep it all about ideas, okay?’”

The only possible answer to that is, “If you love me, you will keep my commandments.”  Keeping the commandments means allowing the golden rule to guide us. It means that the learning we do in this space shows up in a transformed life out there.  It means that we become more aware day by day of how we are not as kind as we might be, or not as trusting as we might be, or not as wise as we might be, and we make small changes. It is in these moment by moment wobbly choices that we take our baby steps back to our true home.  God’s love and wisdom find their home in our lives through small, daily changes.

John 14 ends with, “Let us arise and go from here.”  Jesus is saying is time to walk the walk, not just talk the talk. It is time to move on towards our true spiritual home, which is with God.

The closer we draw to this state of spiritual homecoming, the closer we will get to that place where we feel most alive and most ourselves.  Yes, it takes work, but the more we do the work, the better the work feels, until the life of heaven becomes something we love and which gives us joy.

May you continue to walk towards your truest home, for as you do, the more clearly you will hear and feel God’s message in your hearts:

“Welcome back. Welcome home!”

The Readings
Exodus 29: 38-46 portions “Now this is what you shall offer on the altar: two lambs of the first year, day by day continually.  This shall be a continual burnt offering throughout your generations at the door of the tabernacle of meeting before the Lord, where I will meet you to speak with you.  I will dwell among the Israelites, and I will be their God. And they shall know that I am the Lord their God, who brought them out of the land of Egypt that I might dwell among them; I am the Lord their God.

John 14: 1, 8-9, 18, 23, 27, 31 
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God, believe also in Me.
Philip said to him, “Lord, show us the Father, and we will be satisfied.”  
Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and you still do not know me?
“I will not leave you orphaned; I am coming to you. 
“If you love Me, keep My commandments; and My Father will love you, and We will come to you and make Our home with you. Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. 
But that the world may know that I love the Father, I live as he commanded me. Arise, let us go from here.

Heavenly Secrets 10153. 
The statement, “And I will dwell in the midst of the children of Israel” from Exodus is describing a spiritual dynamic. It is describing the way the Lord flows into and is present within the loving-kindness of those “in heaven” and those “in the Church.” “In the midst” is describing those things that live most deeply inside us, which always starts out good because it is from God.

The Lord flows into and is present within a person’s kindness and good intentions, which are always from the Divine Love. This goodness is each person's true self, for each person’s character is made of good desires. “Goodness,” here means what we love; everything we love we call “good” anyway.


Sunday, January 18, 2015

Shed A Little Light - sermon January 18


Shed a Little Light
Rev. Alison Longstaff, Jan 18, 2015
Bath Church of the New Jerusalem
2 Kings 4:1-7; Matthew 14:13-21; New Jerusalem’s Heavenly Doctrine 151-2  

Elisha said, “I wonder how I can be of help. Tell me, what do you have in your house?”
“Nothing,” she said. “Well, I do have a little oil.”

On this Martin Luther King Sunday, I wanted to talk about what it takes to be a hero, and it might not be what you think. 

I first saw Joe Black in the line at Café Crème down here on Front Street.  My immediate impression of his mustache and tattoos and piercings was, “Scary.  Give that one lots of room!”
 
I happened to be in line with Carolyn Lockwood.  What she said to me next dragged my needle right off that record.  She said with a big smile, “Have you met Joe Black?  He is such a great guy.  Everyone loves him!”  I then learned about his daily Facebook “Message of Awesomeness,” and of the many other ways he brightens the lives of many in this community just by showing up in life with optimism and words of support and encouragement.  Jaded cynics beware.  Joe’s light shines on through the darkest days.  He is a local hero.  

Here I sat down with Joe and asked him the following questions. He answered with his heart.  I have included some summations of his answers. His words encouraged us all to make what difference we can with what we have.  He revealed how we never know when kind words from us might save someone's life.  His words of kindness and way of being loving has inspired at least one person and probably more not to commit suicide.

Tell us a bit about your background, where you grew up and went to school.  How would you describe your childhood and teenage years?   Joe grew up in Bath, attending the local schools.

You got an award from Maine Street Bath, what was it for?  It is for being a good citizen---for his Messages of Awesomeness and Hugs and contributing in many ways, such as the reading program and youth program.

You post daily messages of awesomeness on Facebook and have a commitment to being positive and loving.  What else do you do, and why do you do these things?  He helped see that a skate park was built and he promotes literacy in the schools.

So, do you feel positive and loving all the time? Not at all.  Sometimes he is writing his positive messages to remind himself to stay positive. 

Tell me about a few favorite memories or moments that have happened because of your commitment to being positive and loving and real. A woman told him she was still alive because of his words of encouragement.  Just seeing him stopped her from killing herself.

It sounds very rewarding. What does it cost you to put yourself out there the way you do?  He said it costs him nothing.  He just tries to be himself every day.

We applauded Joe.  He sat down, and then I tied the interview and Scripture together with the theme.

Our Scripture readings pointed us to the way God can take the few resources that we have and make them more than enough for us to accomplish good in the world.  God works through what we love, which is represented by the oil in the widow’s house.  All she had was a little oil, and she thought it was nothing.  But oil represents love.  Oil represents the best in us, it is the spark of joy that can make us serve for hours without fatigue because we are so full of love.  That spark is different for each of us.  It is a spiritual love that shows up in physical ways.

When we tap our inner love, we discover that it is something that never runs out.

That is the message in today’s Scriptures.  That there is always enough when we focus on what matters spiritually. Who among us has not experienced that timelessness and inexhaustible focus that can come over us, when we are engaged in something that truly calls to us?

Our deep spiritual love is bigger and harder to define than the ways it shows up in what we do on earth, but we can get glimpses into what it is by what we love to do.

Some understandings of Swedenborg say that we have a “good” love and an “evil” love, and that we have to “shun” the evil love and try to let God put the good love in us more.  But there is another way to look at it that is simpler and easier to work with.  Let’s picture us as different parts of one body, and I might be, say, part of the liver, and you might be part of a muscle on the right arm, or a red blood cell, or maybe a brain cell. There is so much possibility, and every single cell is needed.  I can be a healthy liver cell, or an infected one.  I might be disease-free or covered in cancer.  But I remain a liver-cell.  I am neither evil nor good, I am a potential useful contributor, but my usefulness is impaired or not by the darkness or disease that is attacking me.   I am what I am.  The problem is the disease or imbalance that affects me. My job is to become aware of and work to remove the diseases or imbalances, not shun my very nature. This model takes a lot of shame and blame and self-loathing out of the picture. It recruits us in being strong against the blocks, or “cancers and diseases” that stop us from living our love.  Do you see the difference in the model?

It is like the difference between a healthy rabbit and a rabbit with rabies.  The rabbit isn't “evil”.  But the rabies will cause the rabbit to do harm until the rabies is removed from it. That is how good loves can be hijacked for harm.  We are made to be expressions of good love.  We can learn about the things that twist our good love and do harm through us by learning about the “hijackers” and protecting against them.

In any case, our good deep spiritual love can show up in all sorts of diverse natural expressions.  For one person, it might show up as rescuing cats; for another, volunteering many hours for a hospital.  For you it might be helping one person at a time with a kind word or an errand; for me it might be making people smile and chuckle in the grocery checkout line.  The speaker at Rotary two weeks ago went to Cambodia to work on a clean drinking water project!  But for someone with massive health challenges it might be all they can do to be patient and kind with their caregivers.  But each one, no matter what the scale, is making a difference in the world towards greater ease, greater peace, and a better life for each other. 

It isn't size or scope that matters.  It is what we do with what we have at hand no matter how small that matters, and God promises that whatever that is, it is enough. 

And it isn't a competition.  It is good that we give awards to thank the ones who make a difference. I loved witnessing the standing ovation offered to Joe when he won his Main Street Bath Award.  But most of us will go unrecognized, and that is okay, because when we are truly living our love, we don’t really care about being recognized anyway, we are having too much fun living our love.

In our Hebrew Bible lesson the widow was also advised to “sell” her oil.  This means that she was commanded to value it and to allow others to value it.  This is not a lesson in capitalism but in self-respect.  It is we who can fail to recognize the value of what we have to offer and can have a hard time accepting love and respect and praise from others for what we bring to life. One woman in this congregation whose initials might be A.S. regularly dismisses her kindness and gentleness and sweetness as being not worth much, and yet there isn't a soul in this congregation who doesn't see her as a treasure beyond words.  (And by the way, before I was married, my initials were A.S. and I still struggle to see that what I bring to the world is valuable, so I am preaching what I need to keep learning.  Why is it is so much easier to see the lovability and worth of someone else, while I struggle to give it to myself?)

So, no matter what your initials are, if you are a self-dismisser I encourage you to rethink and realize the worth you bring, yes, just by being you.  It is no big and great and hard task.  It is like brushing the dirt and stones off a beautifully planted garden, and letting God’s love do the rest.  You are the garden.  You are the seeds.   You are the beautiful plant just needing the right conditions to blossom.

Swedenborg teaches that our very nature is love, and he calls us to “repent.”  “Repent” is an old fashioned word that means “use God’s help to remove the things that block you from being more loving.”  Our job is “repentance”.  God’s job is to do all the rest.  God stands ready to help us battle the weeds and insects and (switching metaphors) spiritual cancer cells that may attack along the way.  Those things are not our fault.  They just are, from years of human darkness on this planet.

Yes, there will be weeds!  There will be nasty creatures that try to stunt our growth, block our path, and eat our happiness.  But God is bigger and stronger than any weed or insect or spiritual cancer cell.  And God made us to grow and bloom and spread joy.

The hero’s journey is not an easy one, but it is the only one worth travelling.  The path to love, the path to you becoming your best self is the path to more joy than you can imagine.  Even death is no enemy when your deepest love is the goal.  Just ask Jesus.  So even though you may feel sometimes like you are walking through the shadow of death, fear no evil.  The God that made you—the God of Love—is with you, and the angels, and all these people around you too.  And all are whispering, “Grow!”

Amen.


Shed a Little Light by James Taylor

Let us turn our thoughts today to Martin Luther King,
and recognize that there are ties between us—all men and women
living on the earth—ties of hope and love, of sister and brotherhood.

That we are bound together in our desire to see the world become
a place in which our children can grow free and strong.
We are bound together by the task that stands before us and the road that lies ahead.
We are bound and we are bound.

There is a feeling like the clenching of a fist
There is a hunger in the center of the chest
There is a passage through the darkness and the mist
And though the body sleeps the heart will never rest

Shed a little light, oh Lord! So that we can see—just a little light, oh Lord.
’Want to stand it on up, stand it on up, oh Lord.
’Want to walk it on down.  Shed a little light, oh Lord.

Can't get no light from the dollar bill. Don’t give me no light from a TV screen.
When I open my eyes I want to drink my fill from the Well on the Hill.
Do you know what I mean?

Shed a little light, oh Lord! ….

Oh, let us turn our thoughts today to Martin Luther King,
And recognize that there are ties between us—all men and women
living on the earth—ties of hope and love, of sister and brotherhood.


Readings:
2 Kings 4:1-7
One day the wife of a man from the guild of prophets called out to Elisha, “Your servant my husband is dead. You well know what a good man he was, devoted to God. And now the man to whom he was in debt is on his way to collect by taking my two children as slaves.”
Elisha said, “I wonder how I can be of help. Tell me, what do you have in your house?”
“Nothing,” she said. “Well, I do have a little oil.”
“Here’s what you do,” said Elisha. “Go up and down the street and borrow jugs and bowls from all your neighbors. And not just a few—all you can get. Then come home and lock the door behind you, you and your sons. Pour oil into each container; when each is full, set it aside.”
She did what he said. She locked the door behind her and her sons; as they brought the containers to her, she filled them. When all the jugs and bowls were full, she said to one of her sons, “Another jug, please.”
He said, “That’s it. There are no more jugs.”
Then the oil stopped.
She went and told the story to the man of God. He said, “Go sell the oil and make good on your debts. Then both you and your sons may live on the rest.”

Matthew 14:13-21
When Jesus heard that John had been killed, he went away from there by boat for a deserted place. But when the people heard it, they followed Him on foot from the cities around the lake. When Jesus went ashore He saw the huge crowd. And He was moved with compassion toward them, and He healed their sick.
When it was evening, His disciples came to Him, saying, “This is a lonely place and the day is now over. Send the crowds away to go into the villages and buy themselves food.”
But Jesus said to them, “They do not need to depart. You give them something to eat.”
They said to Him, “We have only five loaves here and two fish.”
He said, “Bring them here to Me.”  Then He commanded the crowds to sit down on the grass. He took the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to heaven, He blessed and broke and gave the loaves to His disciples; and the disciples gave them to the crowds.  They all ate and were filled. And they took up twelve baskets full of the fragments that remained.  Those who had eaten were about five thousand men, besides women and children.

New Jerusalem and its Heavenly Doctrine 151, 152 portions
151. To do good to the neighbor which is actually good, it must be done from a good love—that is, for the sake of helping or serving others. Those who truly love serving others are not eager to hear of reward, for they simply love to help others, and they get satisfaction from making a difference.  In fact, they are sad if they consider that what they do might be for selfish reasons.


152. Those who do good because they want something for themselves out of it do not do good in service to the Lord, but in service to themselves.  For their first motivation is self-serving—they are looking out only for themselves. Meanwhile they view the good of the neighbor, which is the good of fellow-citizens, of their community, of their country, and of all humanity as nothing but a means to an end.  This means that a short-sighted attachment to self-service and gain at others’ expense can lie hidden inside good deeds, and so far as self-service and selfish gain lie hidden within a good deed, it is not actually good at all.