“How beautiful upon the mountain are the feet of those who bring good news!” (Isaiah 52:7) When I read this verse of scripture, I see sandaled feet of ancient messengers. Their feet were indeed beautiful when they brought good news instead of bad.  To his followers, Jesus’ appearance after his death was GOOD NEWS, so they named their message, “good news,” which we translate as “Gospel.”  We are accustomed to think of death as the end of life as we know it.  Well, good news! It is not.  We are accustomed to worry that the world is heading toward disaster.  Well, good news! It is not.  And, we are accustomed –at least some of us –to think we are not worthy of blessings.  Well, good news! We are!

The concept of resurrection is a stumbling block for many people.  It is a stumbling block because it is unscientific.  It emerges from an age when myth shrouded reality, or stated more crudely, when superstition reigned.  But, that is what makes it all the more remarkable –that it was a real event among all the superstitious and fake appearances of the dead, then and now.  Now, if you think the resurrection is a stumbling block, what about the incarnation? We are not as familiar with that word, but it means God becoming flesh (human) like us. The incarnation, too, can be a stumbling block because for God to become human sounds like mythology.  But, again, that is what makes it so remarkable –that Jesus was a real “divine” man among the many mythological and phony ones. But, the circumstances of Jesus’ divinity were like no other.  He was not numbered among the great people of the earth.  He was born into lowliness, in a barn, from oppressed peasant parents.  As in his death, his power was perfected in lowliness, and that has saved the world. Merry Christmas!

Donate to St. Olaf Community Campus Thursday!

Thursday, Nov. 15 is Give To The Max day in Minnesota. Each donation between midnight and midnight on Thursday at the St. Olaf Community Campus (SOCC) page gives the organization another chance to win an extra grant of up to $10,000. Please share the link with your friends and followers! Set your alarm and plan to make a gift!

Give to the MAX Nov. 15!

Give to the MAX Nov. 15!

Vote Tuesday!

For information about voting on tuesday, visit www.mnvotes.org. Remember – if you’re not registered you can register at the polls. North Minneapolis typically has low voter turnout–Let’s change that! Talk to your neighbors today to make sure they plan to vote and know how!

St. Olaf is part of the “Vote NO” coalition. We hope you will join us as people of fait voting NO!

On the Freedom of a Christian

I have often heard people say, “I’m spiritual, but not religious.”  Often, these are people I hang around with and with whom I share common spiritual sentiments.  When questioned, these SBNR folk (spiritual but not religious) usually say something about the restriction of spiritual freedom. The word, “dogma” is often used.  I am sympathetic with the desire for spiritual freedom.  But, I find the Gospel to nurture spiritual freedom rather than repress it.  I grieve that my friends heard a repressive Gospel somewhere.  The reason a church might use fear to manipulate people lies at the heart of why the Gospel is liberating.  The Gospel is liberating because it frees us from ourselves.  Our will is captive to sin, but faith in Jesus Christ provides the way to freedom. Martin Luther captured these contrasting ideas in his two treatises, “The Bondage of the Will,” and “On the Freedom of a Christian.”  Let me use the recent “Twilight” scandal for instance.  Twilight star, Kristen Stewart, had an affair on her boyfriend, co-star Rob Pattinson, which will likely break up the relationship though she has expressed her regret and apology.  Fans are upset. “How could she do such a thing?” they ask.  Fans adore the couple and painfully expressed their sadness and anger over her fling.  We crave the chaste, monogamous, committed relationship formerly portrayed by the couple because we are created with this expectation.  But, because our will is in bondage to sin, it can’t be counted on to follow through with what’s best for us –unless we hand it over to our creator and move forward in life with a partnership with God.  Within this partnership, the “restrictions” on our freedom take on the characteristic of being helpful, rather than harmful.  In this light, the “dogma” of religion, in this case, the dogma of  mutual, chaste, committed relationships.  Sad to say, this dogma is so necessary that Kristen and Rob will probably not be able to put their relationship back together, but forgiveness is available from God, if not from Rob, and Kristen will hopefully move forward with a new understanding of the sanctity of marriage.  This is the “good news” of Jesus Christ.

Religion

As I picked my donut off the tray and slid a cup of coffee into my hand, I felt nervous about how I was going to meet people.  It was my first day at Bethlehem Lutheran Church and I had stayed for the fellowship time just so I could meet people. I had decided to actually join a church and Bethlehem was it.  It hadn’t been too long before that I had first stepped into a church after a 5 year hiatus.  And now I was actually joining this thriving Christian community in south Minneapolis. But everybody was busy greeting their friends and I was anxious about breaking the ice. Then up sidled Rudy. Rudy seemed like he didn’t belong in a church. He was obviously rough around the edges –he broke the ice with an off-color joke, one of many I was to hear in the weeks to come.  “Hey, come on over guys! Meet the new guy!”  “Sledge hammer” would describe Rudy’s welcoming style. The church is anything but perfect, but people like Rudy keep it honest.  Unfortunately, I don’t have Rudy’s natural humility. I kept my distance for a long time -5 years.  I tried atheism, agnosticism, Eastern religion, even yoga.  All good, but all lacking.  None touched on the personal God of Christianity.  That God could love me as a person as if God were a person himself or herself was the most astounding thing to me. But, that only opened my heart to the recognition that God loves everybody like that.  And so I stepped back into church. Previously, I had regarded what they did in church as cartoonish and the people as hypocrits. But, seeing the Church as the place where people who love God gather, no matter how cartoonish or imperfect it may be, changed that and I matured spiritually that day.

 

God loves gay and lesbian people

I have conducted many funerals in my tenure as a Pastor at St. Olaf.  Sometimes there are unresolved issues.  At one funeral, a woman came up to the podium to share some memories about her mother.  She did not come up alone, but was accompanied by another woman.  Everyone knew right away that the other woman was her lesbian partner.  Many of us wondered, “What is she going to say? Will she have good memories to share or bitter ones?  Was she accepted by her mother or rejected?” I was relieved when she launched into some humorous memories of her mother.  Her mother obviously accepted her as a lesbian. Then she recounted how her mother had also accepted her partner, who had not been so fortunate with her own mother.  After the funeral, I ran into this woman as she was leaving the church.  “It’s been a long time since I’ve been in one of these,” she volunteered.  “Do you mean a church,” I asked.  “Yes,” she said.  “We’re not welcome here.”  “But, you are welcome here,” I said. “Just as God created you.”  I added this last sentence to let her know that the welcome wasn’t contingent upon her changing her orientation.  “Let me show you our newsletter,” I said.  I showed her where it says “We welcome all people, including gay and lesbian people.”  “We make this special mention because we are a “Reconciling in Christ” church.  A Reconciling in Christ church makes a special welcome to gay and lesbian people to help overcome the rejection they have previously experienced in churches. And I want you to know something.  Your mother was very much in support of this policy.”  She looked stunned.  “That figures,” she said.  “I just didn’t realize what it meant.”  I hope she and her partner find a Reconciling in Christ church where they live so they can have the benefits of a faith community as other Christians do.

St. Olaf is hiring!

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The Grand Inquisitor

For every Eugene, there’s an Ernie.  Ernie was a frequent visitor at the home I shared with four other men prior to getting married.  He was a thoughtful young man seeking answers for life’s questions.  At times, we would engage in conversations about meaning and purpose in life.  Ernie would often use me as a foil for his search for meaning.  I wore my newly discovered Christianity on my sleeve and he liked to bring me into a debate on the existence of God.  “I just can’t get myself to believe in God,” Ernie said. “In fact, the evidence I see makes me believe there is no God.  When I read about children dying from natural disasters, it turns me away from believing in God.  Then when I see Christians and others who believe in God add to these deaths in the name of their religion, I am totally turned off to the idea of God.”

I had recently finished reading Dostoevsky’s, Brothers Karamzov, in which the brother Ivan makes exactly this point, so I engaged Ernie in a spirited debate.  If you have read the book, you will know that Dostoevsky counters Ivan’s skepticism with Alyosha’s, generous and loving spirit, which comes from his simple and unquestioning faith.    But, to no avail.  Ernie just wouldn’t have it.  And so, I emerged from those discussions a wiser, but a sadder man, learning how hard it would be to transmit the joy, meaning, and purpose that I had found in my newly rediscovered faith.

The way back

So, when Eugene said, “I ain’t through sinning yet,” I felt a mixture of anger and pity -anger toward the powerful destructive forces that can overtake good people, and pity because I knew he was hurting. But, again, couldEugenehave been hanging on to the pain as some sort of consequence for the harm he felt he may have done to himself or someone else? Again, from what I know of God, that would not be necessary. It is God’s intention that we live happy and fulfilled lives and if we go off track, that we receive forgiveness and get back on track. Some time later,Eugenecame by the church and asked if he could paint the window trim. “I don’t want anything for it,” he said. “I figure I owe the church something for providing me something hopeful to look at.” He kept at it hard all day –he was a good painter, could even “jump” the ladder.  And then he was gone –evicted along with his sister and her five kids. A few years later,Eugeneshowed up in church dressed to the nines with a pretty little girl next to him. “This is my granddaughter,” he said proudly. “I want her to grow up in the church, but I’m sorry it won’t be this church. We live too far away. I just came back to tell you I’m all through sinnin’ now. The Lord got me back.” What a powerful testimony to the teaching of the Church. Eugene knew the way back.

I ain’t through sinnin’ yet.

I realize an entry into this blog is long overdue. That is the nature of my work. I go long periods of time without much time to spare. I am not a workaholic. It’s just that the demands of ministry in an inner city setting can sometimes be quite high. I remember one time on a visit to a youth across the street from the church, I encountered an uncle who lived in the same household. I knew this man as an honest, hard working man. He was sitting in an armchair watching TV with a glass of water perched on the armrest. When he saw me, he quickly put the water glass on the floor out of my sight. He didn’t, however, remove the vodka bottle in time for me to not notice that. Suddenly, I had an opportunity to demonstrate to him our emphasis on grace in the Lutheran church. I wanted him to know that he would be welcome “as is.” He didn’t need to quit drinking prior to joining St. Olaf. He was acceptable just as he was. “Simul justus et peccator” –simultaneously saint and sinner. “I came to see your nephew,” I said, “but while I’m here, do you mind me asking if you belong to a church?” “No,” he answered politely. “Well then,” I said. “I invite you to come to St. Olaf. I think you’ll find the people very down to earth. You’ll probably know some of them from the neighborhood.” “Thank you for the invitation,” he replied. “But, I ain’t through sinning’ yet.” With that, he picked up the water glass and the vodka bottle and poured himself another drink.

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