Doug McMahon

Blessed Are You Who Are Poor

 Then he looked up at his disciples and said:
‘Blessed are you who are poor,
   for yours is the kingdom of God.
 ‘Blessed are you who are hungry now,
   for you will be filled.
‘Blessed are you who weep now,
   for you will laugh.  (Luke 6:20-21)

These are words of hope.  These words affirm the humanity of the poor and insist that every person be treated with human dignity.  This blessing, spoken two thousand years ago by Jesus of Nazareth, affirms the worth of all people.  Biblical scholar, Obery Hendricks writes, "So deep and so debilitating was the effect of impoverishment on the pyscho-emotional health of his people that Jesus found it necessary to explicitly affirm their worth with the validation "Blessed are you who are poor" (Luke 6:20)."

A Huffington Post article earlier this year summarized the desperate situation that many Americans are facing because of the economy:

After the worst economic downturn since the Depression, formerly middle-class people...have found themselves reduced to poverty. With jobs scarce, and with government safety nets shrinking, one misfortune -- a layoff, an injury, a mortgage default -- can transform a person's life beyond recognition. No longer a condition reserved for the margins of society, for drug addicts and the mentally ill, homelessness has infiltrated the heart of America.

As foreclosure and unemployment rates have swelled to epidemic proportions in the past two years, the ranks of the American homeless have grown: the number of homeless families rose 4 percent in 2009, and then 9 percent last year, a pair of new reports show. In effect, even more Americans were homeless than those numbers suggest, stranded in the awkward process of staying with friends and relatives, for lack of a home of their own. Instances of families "doubling up" between 2008 and 2010 rose nearly 12 percent.

The words of Jesus--blessed are you who are poor-- are counter-cultural.  They offer an alternative way of looking at the world and life. Jesus offered a blessing directly to his hearers.  Notice his blessing in the Gospel of Luke is in the second person, "blessed are you who are poor," rather than the blessing found in the Sermon on the Mount, "blessed are those who are poor in spirit."  Here, he speaks directly to his hearers.  You are blessed!  He looked upon those who were poor, hungry and in despair, and said, you matter.  You are a human being loved by God and some of your best days are ahead of you. 

In his blessing, "blessed are you who are poor," Jesus was not recommending poverty or hunger.  His listeners were already hungry and in despair.  He was affirming their humanity and offering them hope.  Our attitude about people who are homeless and hungry tells us something about our own relationship to God.

Jesus considered nobody as a pawn.  Rather than blaming the poor for their condition, he offered words of hope.  

‘Blessed are you who are poor,
   for yours is the kingdom of God.
 ‘Blessed are you who are hungry now,
   for you will be filled.
‘Blessed are you who weep now,
   for you will laugh.

A Wedding Sermon

Yesterday, Robin and I were in Winter Park at the wedding of some good friends.  The parents of the bride were the first couple to unite with our new church in Oviedo back in 1991.  The bride, who was a preschooler back at that time, grew up in our new congregation along with her brother, cousins and our two boys.  With much joy, I preached the wedding semon that follows, based on Colossians 3:12-17 and Mark 10:6-9.

Therefore, what God has joined together, let no one separate.

Let no one separate?

It seems like everything falls apart.   I’m not just talking about marriages.  I mean all over the place, it seems like things are falling apart.  In politics, business and even churches, it seems like things fall apart more often than not. 

We live in a world where things are falling apart all of the time.  But, it doesn’t have to be that way.  Business partnerships, churches, and marriages don’t have to fall apart.  We can learn to live together.  We can build marriages, communities and friendships that endure, that don’t fall apart.

Our Scripture reading tonight, from Colossians 3, was written when the Christian church was in its infancy.   Many new Christians lived in a city called Colossae in the area of the world we now call Turkey.   The Apostle Paul gave to these new Christians in Colossae instructions about how to build a new community, about how to build more loving relationships.  These same instructions can help us as we try to build more loving congregations, more loving families and more loving marriages today.  Things don’t have to fall apart.

The Apostle Paul wrote to these new Christians in Colossae about five (5) virtues that are needed to build a marriage or a community of faith: compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.   But--really-- if you’re not patient, what do you do?  Do you just try harder?   Most of us have tried that!  You can’t just say, I’m going to be patient! And, just becoming a Christian doesn’t make a person more patient.  Have you ever been to a church committee meeting?  It’s not always a room full of patient people, is it?

So what do we do?  Let me suggest that the secret is right in the Scripture lesson.  The secret is thanksgiving.  The secret is telling God, “Thank you.”  To be more patient, humble, gentle, compassionate and kind, one has to be more thankful.  We have to develop a practice of gratitude.  I would suggest to you that things fall apart when people loose their sense of gratitude to God.

Anyone, who chooses to do so, can sit quietly in this sanctuary and begin to say prayers of thanksgiving to God.   It may take a moment, but you can find something, tonight, that is worthy of your gratitude.  We can be grateful even in the midst of darkness and difficulty.  Sometimes we are most grateful to God when we experience God as our Good Shepherd walking with us through the lonesome valley.  Therefore, on this joyful evening, witnessing this beautiful wedding, everyone can begin saying prayers of thanksgiving to God.

And, that’s when the transformation takes place!  A thankful person will be a more forgiving person.  A thankful person will be a more loving person.  A thankful person will be a more patient person.    Don’t try to be simply more forgiving, more patient, more compassionate, rather, begin by saying prayers of thanksgiving to God.

When we take time to give thanks to God, we will find love, love that endures, when we give thanks, we will forgive one another more easily and frequently.  When we give thanks, we will be more compassionate, more kind.  Then, we will know the secret of keeping things from falling apart.  The secret is giving thanks to God.

All of us can begin and end each day giving thanks to God that we are saved by grace through faith in Jesus Christ, our Lord.  We can know, that in Christ Jesus, we are forgiven, pardoned for all those times when we have let things fall apart.

So, Christina and Jacob, here is your first wedding gift, not from me, but from God’s Word.  The gift is gratitude, and the reminder to say thank you, every day, all day long.  Never stop giving thanks for each other, for your life together, and for all of your blessings.  Christina and Jacob, don’t just give thanks to God for all of your blessings, but give thanks to God for Jesus Christ himself, our Lord and Savior. 

All day long, always give thanks for this wonderful life you have together.   And remember these words, from God’s Holy Word, “Above all, clothe yourselves with love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.”  Amen.

A Friend Retires This Weekend

Rev. William “Bill" Cooley was granted the status of honorably retired at the most recent meeting of the Presbytery of Tampa Bay, on Thursday, May 26, 2011.  His retirement takes effect this weekend.  I was given the opportunity to speak to the presbytery.  As I reflected on my friend's retirement, I thought about what it means to be called to ministry in the first place.   I give thanks for Bill's many accomplishments.  I also knew that this would not be the end of his ministry but a transition.  Here is what I said on Thursday:

It is my privilege to speak about the ministry of my friend, Bill Cooley.  I know that I speak for all of us here, and his many friends and colleagues in other Presbyteries, when I say, we give thanks to God for Bill’s ministry and for his friendship.

When I reflect on Bill’s ministry, I think of the Letter to the Ephesians, chapter 1.  There, we read, “I have heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love toward all the saints, and for this reason I do not cease to give thanks for you as I remember you in my prayers.”

The Apostle Paul, in the following verses, writes about the “eyes of the heart” and this phrase also makes me think of our friend, Bill.  The Apostle writes, “I pray that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give you a spirit of wisdom and revelation as you come to know him, so that, with the eyes of your heart enlightened, you may know what is the hope to which he has called you…”

Bill is a pastor and colleague, but most importantly, he is a leader who has sought to lead with the eyes of his heart enlightened.  By God’s grace, Bill is one who possesses a spirit of wisdom and the knowledge of God. 

I am thankful for this opportunity to mark this occasion—Bill’s retirement.  We take this moment to reflect upon the lives Bill’s ministry has touched.  We take time, now, to think about his acts of kindness, mercy, peacemaking and justice.  We give thanks for his teaching and preaching ministry, his counseling, his hospital and nursing home visits, his humor, his faith, and his courage to journey through the past three decades of ministry which have been some of the most confusing and painful decades of our denomination. 

During these past years, we have gradually discovered that we live in a time of massive change in church and society.  Bill is a leader who has persevered through this time of awakening in the church.   Because of his sense of call, Bill is just as excited about the gospel ministry today as he was in 1982 when he was ordained in Roanoke, Virginia.   Bill, now, looks forward to future ministry in Lakeland, the Franciscan Center in Tampa and throughout the Presbytery.

Father Richard Rohr, in his most recent book, quotes Ecclesiastes 1:8, “No man can say his eyes have had enough of seeing, his ears their fill of hearing.”   Richard Rohr then writes, “What is it that keeps us humans from reading reality truthfully, humbly and helpfully?’   What I appreciate about Bill, as he retires, is that he has sought to read reality truthfully, humbly and helpfully.  Bill has been, and continues to be, a gift to this Presbytery and the larger church.

Before ordination, he served for seven (7) years as a Clinical Social Worker and Family Counselor in Sarasota, and then following ordination he served congregations in Roanoke, VA, Richmond, VA, Lutz, FL and Lakeland, FL.

Bill and Jean celebrate their new role as grandparents, and, today, their family and many friends take delight in this moment when we recognize Bill’s many accomplishments and his ministry.   My colleagues at Eckerd College would want me to remind you that both Bill and Jean are Eckerd grads and their preparation for ministry was launched from Eckerd College.

At a time like this, in the life of our Presbytery, we look to Bill, and other colleagues like him, for guidance and wisdom.  Bill knows how to connect us to God in more authentic and joyful ways.  Bill calls us to have eyes to see and ears to hear.  Please join me in thanking Bill for his ministry and friendship all of these years.

Prayer:

O God of grace and glory,

We praise you this day as we give thanks for the ministry of our friend, Bill Cooley.

During this season of High School graduations and College commencement services, we also pray that this recognition of Bill’s retirement wouldn’t simply be an acknowledgement of his accomplishments and the closing of another chapter of his life, but would also be a new beginning as he discovers fresh ways of fulfilling his call in Christ Jesus, our Lord.

Bless, O Loving God, Bill and Jean and their entire family, and fill your people with the power of your Spirit that we all might continue to serve with faith, hope and love all of our days.

To your honor and glory, O God.  Amen.

Prayer

"How do I pray?"  I sometimes hear this question as a pastor.  The disciples once asked Jesus, "Lord, teach us to pray, as John taught his disciples."

I once had a seminary professor who would challenge his students to have "El-stop" answers for profound questions.  By El-stop answers, he meant that we should be able to answer a question in a quick and concise way.  He said that we should pretend that we were waiting for the Elevated-train at a Chicago train stop.  If we were having a conversation with someone while waiting for the train, someone might say something like "How do I pray?"  He thought we should be able to give a brief but helpful answer.

Here is my El-stop answer to the question, "What is prayer?"  Another time, I'll answer the question, "How do I pray?"  Prayer is a conversation with God.  We talk to God and listen to God.  Sometimes we need to say some things to God.  Sometimes we just listen. In silence, we might reflect on a few verses of Scripture and apply them to our lives today.  But prayer is simply having a conversation.

The second thing I would say about prayer--knowing the train is now very close to the El-stop--is that prayer is not about getting what we want.  Rather, it is about discovering what God thinks would be best for us.  That doesn't mean that we shouldn't come to God like a child and plead for whatever we need.  But, if we are in the habit of asking, we eventually discover that God can help us have a different perpective on our asking.

The last thing about prayer---the train conductor has applied the brakes and the train is coming to a stop.  The ultimate prayer is simply to say "thank you" to God.  We can thank God for every good gift.  We can, even, thank God for God's faithfulness to us on the worst of days.  God is a Good Shepherd who walks with us through the valley of the shadow of death.  We are not alone.

Yes! There is so much more to say about prayer, but that's the point of El-stop answers.  You only get so much time to answer.  If you had only a minute to answer the question, "What is prayer?"  What would you say?  Feel free to comment below!

No Room in the Inn

Last Sunday night, I attended a Memorial Service for Homeless people who died in Saint Petersburg during the past year.  The gathering was held in the fellowship hall at the Unitarian/Universalist Church near Mirror Lake followed by the serving of a hot meal.  The event was organized by Rev. GW Rolle who serves with me at the Missio Dei Community.  He is a strong advocate for the Homeless and was once homeless himself.  Most of the people in attendance were currently homeless themselves.

During the service GW read the names of persons who were found dead on the streets of Saint Petersburg.  All of them had been homeless.  Before the names were read both GW and and others spoke.  David, a friend of mine, who, like GW, once homeless himself, read from Matthew 25, the parable of Jesus that teaches us that true religion and authentic spirituality are measured by acts of mercy and love.  

The Gospel according to Luke tells us that Jesus was born homeless.  His pregnant mother, was traveling with Joseph to the city of Bethlehem.  They found themselves without a place to stay because there was no guest room for them.   The baby Jesus ended up in a manger near the animals.  Joseph, a carpenter and not a wealthy man, made do that first Christmas evening.

Jospeh, Mary and Jesus weren't the only people in the Bible who faced a crisis like homelessness.  The Joseph of the Book of Genesis was sold into slavery by his brothers.  Eventually, Joseph rose to a position of great authority in Egypt, but that horrible experience of homelessness and slavery helped make him the wise man that he became. 

The Bible says that one day a Pharaoh rose to power who knew not Joseph. The great leader and prophet, Moses, when he was a newborn, was put in a basket by his mother and placed in the River because the Jewish children were being killed by the new Pharaoh.  Moses' mother hoped that someone would rescue her child and the Pharaoh's daughter, of all people, was just the one who did that for the little boy.  Moses no doubt was shaped by these life experiences which informed his judgement as he led the people through their wilderness wanderings to the edge of the promised land.

Last Sunday night, GW and David spoke with the wisdom and grace informed by their own experiences of homelessness.  They spoke a message of hope to the crowd.  When GW read the names during the Memorial Service, some of the deceased on his list were unknown persons but not forgotten people.  Whether we knew their names or not, we gave thanks for their lives and prayed to God that they would be received into God's everlasting arms. 

Archbishop Desmond Tutu, in God Has a Dream, wrote, "One of the most blasphemous consequences of injustice and prejudice is that it can make a child of God doubt that he or she is a child of God.  But no one is a stepchild of God.  No one.  God's love for us and our love for others is the single greatest motivating force in the world.  And this love and the good it creates will always triumph over hatred and evil."     (Pages 40-41)

Ask and You Will Not Receive: Thanksgiving Day, 2010

I haven't posted much to my blog in the past three months, therefore I am reposting my own article from June in order to get back on track.  This post from June has something to say about graditude and grace on this Thanksgiving Day, 2010.  Happy Thanksgiving Day to you!

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According the St. Petersburg Times, the members of the St. Petersburg City Council have already made up their minds to tighten the city's street solicitation ban.  In other words, they want to prohibit people from standing near busy intersections--and other locations--and asking for money.

I remember a story told by the comedian, George Carlin, that went something like this:  I was catching a taxi to the airport in New York and this guy was standing on the corner holding out a pan, screaming PLEASE!  Pul-leeese!  I gave him a dollar.  My plane arrived in LA, and while driving out of the airport, there was a guy, standing on the corner holding out a pan, saying, PLEASE! Pul-leeese!" It's a franchise!  

But asking for money in St. Pete is no laughing matter today.  If you want to read some scary comments, read the comments section to an article about “begging.”  It's unsettling to think that some of these online readers of the newspaper are my neighbors.  Here is one of the more tame comments:  "I'd prefer not to be solicited by anybody, be they homeless people or firefighters.  It is all annoying.  And I suspect if most people were honest, they'd say the same thing.”

The first thing I noticed about this comment was the idea that if something is annoying we should automatically outlaw it.  Having cut most welfare and other social programs, we are ready to ban even asking for a dollar.

But the comments go farther, the person writes, "I'd prefer not be solicited by ...fire fighters."  9/11 is long ago now and those warm and fuzzy feelings about people who run into burning buildings to save our lives seems to be slipping away like cool breezes during a hot Florida summer. 

The weird thing about this person complaining about fire fighters asking for contributions is the fact that, no doubt, at the next Fourth of July picnic with her family, she will probably say something like the following: "I miss the old fashioned neighborhood when everyone cared about one another."  In the good old days, were there no annoying people?  In the good old days, did fire fighters stay in the firehouses and did poor people look like Red Buttons bowing when you gave him a nickel?  In the good old days everyone had a grandmother or Aunt Betty who served the homeless out of the back door of their house on Main Street.

Now Aunt Betty and Grandma want to send the fire fighters back to the firehouse and make it safe to walk the streets of our city without thinking of poverty, hardship and pain.   

Jesus once told a story about a man who went to a far away country after asking his father for his inheritance before his father even died.  The old man gave the son the money.  The younger son went and squandered it on wild living.  One day, while feeding pigs, he came to his senses and decided to go home and beg his father for a job working as a servant in his fathers' fields.  Before he could even get to the front door of the family home, the old father ran to his prodigal son and embraced him and threw a party to welcome his son back into the family. 

The story doesn't end there.  The boy had an elder brother who refused to attend the party.  He called the old man outside of the house while the music was playing inside.  How dare you throw a party for this son of yours? He said.  I've worked for you so hard over these years and you never gave me a party!

The father was stunned.  Everything I have is yours.  The father said.  Your brother was lost and now is found!  Can't you see how happy I am to have him return?  Why are you not happy, too?

Where did we get the idea that life should be easy and we should never have to have to observe annoying problems like poverty and hardship?  If we are like the elder brother who has done everything right and never needed to stand at a street corner asking for a dollar, why are we not more grateful for the life we have lived? Why are we so bitter that we want to send our younger brother back to a far away place so that we don't even have to look at him? 

You might say, “Well the prodigal was repenting, these homeless people are just begging.”  Look more carefully at the story.  The father ran down the road to greet the younger son before the boy could even say a word.  The old man was full of grace and forgiveness.

What was this old man trying to teach his elder son?  Why did Jesus tell this story?  Does this ancient story have anything to say to us today in St. Petersburg?

Ask and You Will Not Receive

According the St. Petersburg Times, the members of the St. Petersburg City Council have already made up their minds to tighten the city's street solicitation ban.  In other words, they want to prohibit people from standing near busy intersections--and other locations--and asking for money.

I remember a story told by the comedian, George Carlin, that went something like this:  I was catching a taxi to the airport in New York and this guy was standing on the corner holding out a pan, screaming PLEASE!  Pul-leeese!  I gave him a dollar.  My plane arrived in LA, and while driving out of the airport, there was a guy, standing on the corner holding out a pan, saying, PLEASE! Pul-leeese!" It's a franchise!  

But asking for money in St. Pete is no laughing matter today.  If you want to read some scary comments, read the comments section to an article about “begging.”  It's unsettling to think that some of these online readers of the newspaper are my neighbors.  Here is one of the more tame comments:  "I'd prefer not to be solicited by anybody, be they homeless people or firefighters.  It is all annoying.  And I suspect if most people were honest, they'd say the same thing.”

The first thing I noticed about this comment was the idea that if something is annoying we should automatically outlaw it.  Having cut most welfare and other social programs, we are ready to ban even asking for a dollar.

But the comments go farther, the person writes, "I'd prefer not be solicited by ...fire fighters."  9/11 is long ago now and those warm and fuzzy feelings about people who run into burning buildings to save our lives seems to be slipping away like cool breezes during a hot Florida summer. 

The weird thing about this person complaining about fire fighters asking for contributions is the fact that, no doubt, at the next Fourth of July picnic with her family, she will probably say something like the following: "I miss the old fashioned neighborhood when everyone cared about one another."  In the good old days, were there no annoying people?  In the good old days, did fire fighters stay in the firehouses and did poor people look like Red Buttons bowing when you gave him a nickel?  In the good old days everyone had a grandmother or Aunt Betty who served the homeless out of the back door of their house on Main Street.

Now Aunt Betty and Grandma want to send the fire fighters back to the firehouse and make it safe to walk the streets of our city without thinking of poverty, hardship and pain.   

Jesus once told a story about a man who went to a far away country after asking his father for his inheritance before his father even died.  The old man gave the son the money.  The younger son went and squandered it on wild living.  One day, while feeding pigs, he came to his senses and decided to go home and beg his father for a job working as a servant in his fathers' fields.  Before he could even get to the front door of the family home, the old father ran to his prodigal son and embraced him and threw a party to welcome his son back into the family. 

The story doesn't end there.  The boy had an elder brother who refused to attend the party.  He called the old man outside of the house while the music was playing inside.  How dare you throw a party for this son of yours? He said.  I've worked for you so hard over these years and you never gave me a party!

The father was stunned.  Everything I have is yours.  The father said.  Your brother was lost and now is found!  Can't you see how happy I am to have him return?  Why are you not happy, too?

Where did we get the idea that life should be easy and we should never have to have to observe annoying problems like poverty and hardship?  If we are like the elder brother who has done everything right and never needed to stand at a street corner asking for a dollar, why are we not more grateful for the life we have lived? Why are we so bitter that we want to send our younger brother back to a far away place so that we don't even have to look at him? 

You might say, “Well the prodigal was repenting, these homeless people are just begging.”  Look more carefully at the story.  The father ran down the road to greet the younger son before the boy could even say a word.  The old man was full of grace and forgiveness.

What was this old man trying to teach his elder son?  Why did Jesus tell this story?  Does this ancient story have anything to say to us today in St. Petersburg?

Peace, Love and Harmony

Last week, Robin and I attended the Ladysmith Black Mambazo concert at the Mahaffey Theater in St. Pete.  It was a part of the "Plight and Promise of Africa"initiative at Eckerd College. With no instruments and hardly a light show, Ladysmith entertained and moved the audience for over two hours.  It was an incredible show.

During the show, they sang one of my favorite songs, Homeless.

Strong wind destroy our home
Many dead, tonight it could be you
Strong wind, strong wind
Many dead, tonight it could be you

And we are homeless, homeless
Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
Homeless, homeless
Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
Homeless, homeless
Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

Obviously, the disasters in Chili and Haiti are still on our minds.  Here at home, there are too many people sleeping under the overpasses of our Interstate highways and sleeping on the side streets of our city.  When Ladysmith sings, "many dead, tonight it could be you," I imagine that many of my neighbors don't really believe it could be "you," or "me" or "us."   Our affluence and our material abundance seem to give many of us a false sense of security.  If we are fully insured and work hard, we don't believe we will suffer the "strong wind destroy our home."

When I was first ordained as a pastor, I remember older people using the sentence, "There but for the grace of God, go I."  I used to think that they were distancing themselves from people caught in poverty, addiction or suffering of any kind.  But as I grew older, I began to realize that maybe they were really identifying with their neighbors, and understood better than I had, that life was fragile.

As I enjoyed the music of Ladysmith last week, I was also thinking about the orphans at Little Field Home in Malawi, Africa.  I was there in January with 15 Eckerd College students.  The strong winds of Malaria and HIV/AIDS have made about a million children orphans in Malawi.  It's a time for action for hurting people in St. Pete, Haiti, Chili, Malawi and many other places. 

Think about these words about faith and action: 

  ^14-17Dear friends, do you think you'll get anywhere in this if you learn all the right words but never do anything? Does merely talking about faith indicate that a person really has it? For instance, you come upon an old friend dressed in rags and half-starved and say, "Good morning, friend! Be clothed in Christ! Be filled with the Holy Spirit!" and walk off without providing so much as a coat or a cup of soup—where does that get you? Isn't it obvious that God-talk without God-acts is outrageous nonsense?  (James 2:14-17, The Message)

The mission of Ladysmith Black Mambazo is spreading the message of peace, love and harmony through music.  Their music inspired me to continue to partner with God in God-acts of peace, love and harmony.  

The Inward and Outward Journeys of Faith

A number of years ago, I came across the phrase, the inward journey and the outward journey of faith.  Many of my friends use this phrase and most credit the folks at The Church of the Savior in Washington DC with using the phrase first.  The life of faith involves an inward journey toward God and the outward journey toward neighbors and into the world.

Similarly, Jesus responded to questions about the law of God by saying all the commandments could be summarized by two:  love God and love your neighbor as yourself.  In the Bible we read this verse, "For anyone who does not love his brother [or sister], whom he [or she] has seen, cannot love God, whom he [or she] has not seen."  (1 John 4:20b, NIV)

But it is a constant struggle for most Christians to find the balance between the inward journey and the outward journey.  In fact, congregations tend to lean toward one favoring one over the other.  Too often congregations emphasize the inward journey.  These folks tend to believe that if you focus on the inward journey mission will flow from that connection.  But, that it is not the case.  We have to be intentional about prayer and mission, worship and mission and the inward journey and mission.

We cannot just assume the outward journey will automatically follow intentional inward practices.  Recently I encouraged my congregation to find a balance between the inward and outward journeys.  In response, someone said to me later, "Rather than finding a balance, I like to think of giving 100% to both!"  I like that enthusiasm.  Loving God and loving neighbgor go together.  The inward journey and the outward journey are essential to the life of faith. 

Sharing

Like most people, I want to make a difference in the world.  Seeking to make a difference is one of the major searches of life.  I remember Kennon Callahan teaching that people participate in four major searches.   People seek strength, community, wisdom and purpose.  People ask questions, like Who am I? Who are we?  How can I deal with this problem? How can I make a difference?  I remember someone else summing it up this way:  we want to understand, to be understood, to belong and to make a difference.

At some point in life, many of us realize that we have been blessed in many ways.  We have a need to give back a portion of that we have received.  Our gratitude motivates us to serve others who may be in need.  We want to share some of what has been given to us.  As a leader of a new faith community and as a college chaplain, I continue to be inspired by people who serve others with generosity and joy.

The way forward for churches involves removing the old barriers that block progress in these four life searches.  Many institutional structures have grown out dated and ineffective.  Its not that people don't desire to serve, rather we get involved in tired religious routines rather than finding new ways to deploy our talents and gifts in service to others.  When we put clear opportunities for service in front of people they often respond with enthusiasm and creativity.  

As people of faith, we must be working in the community and the larger world.  Whenever I recall stories of Jesus indoors at a religious service, I can remember ten other times when he was outdoors or visiting in the homes of people.  Jesus walked the dusty streets of Galilee and Jerusalem, traveled in boats and accepted invitations to dinner in people's homes.  This is how he spent most of his day. There is a time and place for indoor worship gatherings in houses of worship, but the life of faith is lived, most effectively, conversing in coffee shops, working on community projects and engaging in ministry with neighbors.  

It's a new day.  It's a day of mission, as Kennon Callahan also taught.  We are called to participate in ministry, not huddled up in our church buildings, but, by engaging our neighbors in conversation, serving those in need and growing in faith as we live at the crossroads of life.  The life of faith is about relationships, community and growing in faith as we serve, learn, help, discuss, work and pray together.  In short, as we share our lives and resources with others, we find God.