Indigenous and ancient peoples have always given thanks. In the northeast where the Pilgrims first met the Wampanoag (near where I grew up), the arguable “first Thanksgiving” was certainly not a new idea. The practice was deeply engrained in both the European and Native cultures. In fact, much like the Europeans, the Native peoples of what was eventually renamed New England already held several thanksgiving events throughout their year – both scheduled seasonally and at special times of celebration. Although today you will often hear of protests from the Native peoples in Massachusetts regarding the myths, particularly the cultural misunderstandings and stereotypical images, of that historic event and the very real, terrible offenses that came afterward, they never protest the concept of giving thanks. Christian or not, Native peoples know it is good to give thanks just as their ancestors did and they still do. It is an ancient practice all cultures have in common at some level. Thanks can be offered even as we acknowledge great sadness in our lives – even amidst tears for those who went before us and sad if not horific events that cannot be undone. Giving thanks seems to build our resilience as individuals, families, and peoples. Indeed, some studies even suggest thankful people are healthier and live longer, more satisfied lives! I suspect that the First Nations have survived in the face of many evils partly because they understand and value the sacred nature of giving thanks for their ancestors and today.
When the Ark of the Covenant was first brought into Jerusalem, King David initiated ongoing cultic prayers by commanding, “O give thanks to the Lord, call on his name, make known his deeds among the peoples. Sing to him, sing praises to him, tell of all his wonderful works” (1 Chronicles 16:7-9). The Psalms and New Testament scriptures echo this sentiment in many places for the community and individual. Paul sounds much like King David when he urges all Christians, “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
Still, it remains true that it can be easier giving thanks when times are good. So, it can be helpful for us to intentionally live into our thanksgiving even if we don’t much feel like it. Yes, we should be honest about our pain. We can and should confess the sins of our past. We might like to even remember past hard times or hurt visited upon us. Yet, we can still consider the signs of blessing that are there to be found behind, around, and before each and every one of us. How have such hard times made us stronger or more empathetic? What have we learned, and how can our past curse become blessing for ourselves and others? Do the experiences of our ancestors or our own experiences reveal something sacred in and through the pain? We can reminisce about the photos and relics of our past that remind us of the love we have experienced as a gift. We can make lists of or talk about signs of hope in our darkness trusting all the while that Jesus has promised healing and hope lie before us. We can celebrate our ancestors strengths even as we acknowledge their frail, misguided humanity. Such practices help open our eyes and our hearts to the truth that even when seemingly hidden, God is at work. God is at work for us.
It has been a long couple of years. As with many of you, I will miss people I’ve lost at my table and in my life. Yet how much poorer would my life be if their loving witness hadn’t touched me? There are things to be afraid of, but Jesus says, “Fear not. I am with you.” I fall short in many ways, but I can trust as scripture promises that I am forgiven through trusting in what Christ has done. Therefore, I am enough. Whatever our circumstance, we can strive to give thanks just because we can trust what Jesus promised remains true – this seeking to trust being a sign of the Spirit’s active presence in our lives as well. We can rejoice, Jesus says, “for the Father himself loves you, because you have loved me and have believed that I came from God.” Whoever you are, whatever has been done to you or left undone, or wherever you have fallen short, I wish you and all those you love a blessed Thanksgiving filled with such a love. There remain reasons to give thanks even amidst any tears, for even the sadest parts of our lives have meaning. They help make us who we are.
Adapted from an original pastoral letter published in the November 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Unless otherwise indicated, all scripture quotations for this post are from the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV) translation.
Luther schlägt die 95 Thesen an (Painting of Luther nailing 95 theses), by Julius Hübner (1878), Public Domain
All Hallows’ Eve, more commonly known as Halloween, is an important time for us Lutherans (and the entire Church, I might add). Yes, on October 31, 1517, good old Martin Luther posted his 95 Theses critiquing practices and teachings related to indulgences.(1) It was good – and likely not coincidental – timing. The Church was thinking about matters of death and resurrection.
Indeed, the harvest was ending. Plants were dying or growing dormant. Hunting became harder as animals became scarce due to migration or the movement into hibernation. The season was growing darker and days shorter. People’s minds in these more superstitious days could turn to some very dark things. As a television show popularized, they would sense, “Winter is coming” in the worst sense. Death seemed afoot with demons, goblins, and ghosts to boot.
Pagan cultures for centuries had used this time of year to remember the dead and dark things, especially those who might still be walking or floating around them. As Christianity supplanted paganism, people did not really change. Many of the fears remained the same. Not everyone trusted that Jesus had fully defeated death, at least where they were concerned. It seemed reasonable and likely that more suffering was to come as people they loved transitioned into the afterlife.
In this context, people strained to make sense of it all. Drawing from some dubious scriptural citations and some very creative thinking, people expected they would never be good enough to merit heaven. The idea of limbo and purgatory – places where those not ready or quite good enough for heaven could be purged of sin and maybe one day enter heaven after much suffering – came into the fore. Hell caught more and more of the common folk’s attention, as heaven seemed more and more unattainable. They feared God’s judgement in a world where many died before thirty years of age. The world was a frightening place, and God seemed distant, angry and terrifying.
So, the Church tried as it could in those times to respond to (and within) that worldview. Although there certainly were early practices honoring saints and imploring divine help and mercy for the dead, one can trace a more significant line toward today’s practices. On 13 May 609 or 610, Pope Boniface IV consecrated the former Pantheon at Rome to become a Christian shrine, Our Lady and the Martyrs. He is believed to have chosen this date to witness against and supplant the ancient, Italian pagan feast of the Lemuria. The Lemuria was celebrated on three days — May 9, 11, and 13. Even days were considered unlucky by the Romans. The day honored the dead and particularly the lemures, the unfriendly if not dangerous spirits of people who died violent or untimely deaths. Pope Boniface IV ordered a celebration should be held every year.
In a similar fashion, sources indicated that Pope Gregory III dedicated a worship space in Old St. Peter’s Cathedral to venerate relics of saints, martyrs, and the Apostles of the Church on November 1, 731. This, too, was to be remembered each year with festival worship. By the late 8th Century, a practice to remember the saints and martyrs also grew seperately in what is now the British Isles and Ireland as the Church fought back popular Celtic pagan practices related to remembering the dead. A Northumbrian abbot, Alcuin, whether reflecting upon events in Rome or perhaps something else, argued alongside others that an annual remembrance and celebration should occur every November 1. At the insistence of Pope Gregory IV and other religious leaders, the Holy Roman Emperor, Louis the Pious, finally decreed November 1 would become a “day of obligation” in 835.(2) Failure to attend worship would risk one’s salvation and perhaps result in fines or punishment. By the 12th Century, the 13 May celebration had been supplanted by the November 1 saintly celebration and its accompanying October 31 vigil services.
It was easy in those days to assume the “perfect” and holy saints might be with God, but what about our family members who, well, we knew not to be so perfect or even “bad”? In the 13th Century, All Souls’ Day became a companion observance on Novmber 2 to remember all those still in pergatory. All Saints’ Day remained a day to recognize the exulted few. Also known as the Commemoration of All the Faithful Departed and the Day of the Dead, All Souls’ Day is specifically meant to be about prayer and remembrance for the souls of these still suffering, baptized members of the Church. (3)
All the while as these litrugical practices developed, amidst the ravages of the plague and on and off again wars in Europe, things became more frightening. Coffers became emptier. The Church began to seek funds through the selling of indulgences. Indulgences were like a “get out of Purgatory free card,” a way to reduce the amount of punishment one had to undergo for their sins.(4) In other words, one could pay for oneself or one’s family members (even those already dead) to be released earlier from purgatory, and you received a paper that said so. Looking upon the mass as a sacrifice, people could also pay for masses to be said to help their dearly beloved departed. Each mass paid for meant less time suffering. Under the auspices of “the keys” (Matthew 16:19), believed to be a hereditary power gifted to those succeeding St. Peter as bishop of Rome, Popes began to use that power to their advantage and disgrace. The money would build a new cathedral in Rome, but it also fueled a growing corruption in the western Church.
On October 31, 1517, in walked a college professor, a Bible scholar, theologian, and Augustinian Monk, named Martin Luther. He posted his 95 Theses, or Disputation on the Power and Efficacy of Indulgences, against these abuses in the hope of sparking discussion and reforms. The day he chose to do this was the Vigil of All Hallows (or now, All Saints’) Day, also originally called All Hallows’ Eve (now Halloween to most people). The Church was remembering Christ’s victory over sin, death, and the Devil. It was celebrating the freedom his faithful followers had been gifted. What a perfect time to assert, “When our Lord and Master Jesus Christ said, ‘Repent’ (Mt 4:17), he willed the entire life of believers to be one of repentance.” He went on to argue ninety-five theological points that the process of repentance (a turning back toward God) and frogiveness of sin should not be about money or based on fear. Martin Luther had come to believe our loving God has already freed us in love through what Jesus had done and promised. If the Papal authorities really had the power to forgive sin, why not do so out of love? In response to Christ’s sure promises, we are invited to trust and reorient our life toward God and others in love – in thanksgiving not fear. We can run back to God for foregivenss over and over agains without fear. We can walk on through tribulations, punishments and even hell itself with confidence. Our battle is already won by Jesus, and death has lost its sting. This good news turned into what we know today as the Reformation.
Foot notes:
(1) Some scholars suggest that Martin Luther did not nail his 95 Theses to any door, but instead, they argue he only mailed (“posted”) it. Yet, I would argue to accept that he mailed something does not necessarily exclude the possibility that he also (or only) posted/nailed/tacked something on to the door of the university church. He we are in the 21st century, and I still see occasional missives posted on or near the nearby university – much as I did in the 2000s and 90s. I’ve seen this behavior in other countries as well. I’m not so fast to give up on pervasive social memory. I’ve seen “stories” discarded as myth as told by Native Americans and others, and then someone goes and discovers something proving the story holds some truth. Anything is possible. Indeed, in the early 1600s, he was depicted writing them on the door with a quill. Here’s an article from the Washington Post (2017) that might help explain this still unsettled debate – to often presented as fact: https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/retropolis/wp/2017/10/31/martin-luther-shook-the-world-500-years-ago-but-did-he-nail-anything-to-a-church-door/
(2) For Roman Catholics, All Saints’ Day remains a “holy day of obligation.” All Souls’ Day is not. Yet, the Code of Canon Law (1246 § 2) declares that an Episcopal Conference “can suppress some of the holy days of obligation or transfer them to a Sunday” with the required approval of the Apostolic See. The United States Conference of Catholic Bishops decided to eliminate the obligation to attend Mass when the solemnities of January 1 (Mary, Mother of God), August 15 (The Assumption) and November 1 (All Saints’ Day) fell on Saturday or Monday. The Holy See approved this decree on July 4, 1992. Thus, All Saints’ Day will not be a day of obligation for Roman Catholics in 2021.
(3) Later with the Reformation’s influence affirming the unbiblical nature of beliefs in pergatory and Martin Luther’s and other Reformers’ contentions that at our best we can be only imperfect sinner-saints, All Souls Day became primarily a Roman Catholic observance. Most Protestants remember and give thanks for the Christian life and witness of all our dearly departed on All Saints’ Day along with all the more famous saints of the Church. After all, we are all saints through our faith and baptism, even as we struggle with sin. We don’t believe the blessed dead need our prayers when they already have Jesus. We are all considered saints through the power and promise of our faith and baptism – by grace through faith in Jesus Christ. That said, some Protestants in the Anglican Communion and elsewhere still have liturgies for that similar purpose on November 2, although individuals might or might not fully reject the concept of pergatory.
(4) Indulgences could also be earned for praying certain prayers, wearing certain medals or scapulas, or making a pilgrimage.
The 504th anniversary of the Reformation will fall on October 31 in 2021. Modern Lutherans tend to mark it in worship on the Sunday closest to or on Ocvtober 31. All Saints’ Day, still on November 1, will be marked most years on the following Sunday (if November 1 is not a Sunday) by most Lutherans and many others in Christ’s one, holy, and apostolic Church – and by that, I mean many across the ecumenical Church. Roman Catholics still observe All Saints’ Day on November 1 along with All Souls’ Day on November 2.
Originally published in the October 26, 2021 edition of Christ Lutheran Church’s (Fredericksburg, VA) weekly newsletter, the Hub.
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“Do not fear, for Ihave redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine.” Isaiah 43:1b
While taking Boomer for a walk yesterday, I caught sight of what appeared to be a red fireball in the sky. Only, it was not the sun or a meteor. It was the moon! I’ve seen reddish colored moons before, but I don’t recall ever seeing anything like this. The first thing that popped in my mind was a prophesy shared by Joel (2:31), “The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the Lord.” Yet in mere moments, I thought better of it. Fires in the west have caused a great plume of smoke to pass over our state, and refracted light likely caused the fiendish, end of times worthy glow. There was nothing to fear.
It is funny how quickly our minds can go to the most frightening or worst-case scenarios. Yet most often, our expectations prove wrong. Much like the Halloween costumes so popular this time of year, look under the mask or hood, and we find nothing threatening. We might even find a friend. I think Jesus would love us to approach all our troubles in a similar way. Even when we cannot figure out an answer on our own or trouble hangs around, Jesus has said in varied ways, “Let nothing trouble you. Trust in me.” Indeed, at just the name of Jesus, demons are said to flee. That might not prove so with all our earthly troubles – at least not right away. Sometimes, troubles of this life stick around with seeming finality. Still, Jesus says, whatever we hear or see, he will be with us, and we have nothing to ultimately fear even if we face death itself.
Martin Luther argued that our faith and baptism makes all the difference. It is like an eternal lifeline that nothing, not even our own sinfulness, can cut. “In this faith,” Luther says, “I stand and live. I eat and drink, sleep and wake, rule, serve, labor, act, and suffer, all in the faith that I am baptized.” And through our faith and baptism, the Spirit claims us and will never abandon us. Indeed, God will make good come from even the biggest bad because we are loved. How can a vine which is connected to the branch called Jesus not bear fruit? How can pure love ever let us go? That’s impossible! Luther ponders, “The life of such a person, whether great or small and no matter what it is called, is nothing but fruit and cannot be without fruit; for in Christ that person has been born into a new existence, in order to be constantly full of good fruit.”
With fall upon us, we are in a season of growing darkness. With the news, some might suggest our days are dark too. Yet, this is also the season where we harvest fruits of the earth. Jesus has saved us, and he will continue to save us. Our call is to trust that no matter how dark the days of our lives might grow the good fruit that we are shall never be cast aside. We belong to Jesus.
Originally published in the October 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Unless otherwise indicated, all scripture quotations for this post are from the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV) translation.
“Therefore, let all fight the good fight in their own calling.”
Martin Luther had a formidable understanding of what it meant to be called by God. Whatever our vocation or station, we are called to love God and neighbor. We are to do the work allotted to us with our best effort but also a humility that understands all persons as equal before God. Everyone plays an important part in God’s plans. Yet understanding God’s plans for us can be difficult.
Whether you are a youth or an adult entering a new stage of life, we can ask similar questions. Who am I? Where do I fit in? What difference do I make? (These questions are affirmed by research found in the book, Growing Young: 6 essential strategies to help young people discover and love your church.) Certainly, the questions might vary in import as we age, but we often struggle with our significance. That’s why as Christians, we are encouraged to understand that our roles and work might change, but our true significance comes from God’s love for us. Whether a child or facing our final years of life, we have a purpose.
If it is true that we cannot fully understand that sacred purpose fully while living this life (as one saint opined), all is not lost. We are promised the help and guidance of the Holy Spirit. Through intentional prayer and Bible study, sharing our questions with faith-filled friends or pastors, or even by volunteering, taking classes, or trying new activities, the Spirit might help us identify our individual “what’s next” moment. Hardships and misfortunes might even become new opportunities for redirection, learning, or more compassionate relationships. Whatever we do, the Spirit goes with us and will seek to guide us. God can and will use all of it!
The Church also remains available to you. Yes, as noted above, you can speak to your friends, but there are specially trained persons called spiritual directors you might wish to explore. Once back in the Church as a young adult through today, I have sought a spiritual director or counselor to walk with me. You might find their support as part of a retreat experience, but others are willing to serve as your companion and guide over a longer, mutually agreed upon period. Just as Jesus mentored his disciples, the early Church found it helpful for elders and others with such gifts to serve as mentors. Spiritual direction might include directed Bible study and conversation, but also, they might be able to point us to practices and options leading us to spiritual growth, greater peace and joy, or new vocational understanding. The spiritual director can help us with discernment or even challenge our understanding as an accountability partner. Indeed, Martin Luther’s own growth as a Christian was thanks to his own spiritual director.
If this sort of intentional accompaniment sparks your interest, I would encourage you to speak with Pastor Anne or myself. There are many resources in Virginia, but not all of them are of the same quality or a good fit for your individual needs. Some are even free. If we are going to fight the good fight as Luther urged, it is good to know that we need not fight alone.
Peace be with you.+ Pastor Lou
Originally published in the September 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Unless otherwise indicated, all scripture quotations for this post are from the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV) translation.
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And this is my prayer, that your love may overflow more and more with knowledge and full insight to help you to determine what is best, so that in the day of Christ you may be pure and blameless, having produced the harvest of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ for the glory and praise of God. (Philippians 1:9-11)
For many, the summer can prove busier than the school year. Even in our “play,” we can tend to be people who plan and program our time, thus stretching ourselves thin rather than building ourselves up. As August arrives and we return to our fall schedules, it is tempting to let go of self-care and personal growth in order to accomplish more before summer comes to an end. Yet what if less is truly more? What if in prioritizing a healthy love of self we could be empowered to love others better? We have to pick and choose what we need to really do most, but when we often put our needs last, that can just lead to burnout.
I remember when I was young, I pulled long hours at work and volunteered for more hours to help supplement my pay. That seemed reasonable at the time, but important relationships, exercise, meals and my spiritual life suffered. I found myself always busy and yet in many ways isolated. I approached my life with cynicism rather than joy. As one would expect, I hit a kind of bottom that convinced me I needed to repent.
In reorienting my life through daily spiritual practices, worship in community, and other self-care habits, I admit that it at first seemed like a bother. Yet soon, I noticed benefits. My attitude improved. I slept better and had less anxiety. I found deeper friendships and thus a more meaningful life. In making time for communal Bible study and continuing education for self-improvement, my zest for life increased. Even at work, my supervisor noted that I was working more efficiently in less time, and he experienced me as a more pleasant and peaceful person.
As the fall arrives, you will be invited to many events including church related activities. I’m not suggesting that you need to be at our congregation every time the doors are open, yet I would challenge you to discern what is best for you and your family. Self-care including that of your spiritual life needs to be an intentional priority, or you will be missing out on the abundant life Jesus promises. I encourage you to change things up and try something new as offered by Christ Lutheran, the Virginia Synod, or other faith groups in our area. Find a retreat, take a new class, or sign-up for a spiritual director from the ecumenical community at Richmond Hill or another community of your choice. Volunteer for a cause you feel passionate about. Better yet, invite a friend to join you. If you don’t know where to start, Pastor Anne or I will be happy to help you choose.
We are commanded by God to love our neighbor as ourselves, not better than ourselves. As human beings, our bodies are geared toward survival and achievement. Our God wishes us much, much more. Cultivating self-care can help us on our way.
Originally published in the August 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Unless otherwise indicated, all scripture quotations for this post are from the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV) translation.
Click this image to read the article alluded to below in my blog, “Why Do Confederate Lies Live On” in The Atlantic.
“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways” (1 Corinthians 13:11).
Recently, I came across an excellent article in The Atlantic called “Why Do Confederate Lies Live On.” It was written by Clint Smith, an African American staff writer with the magazine. Focused on his experience with the chapel at Blandford Cemetery, it gave me reason to pause and reflect about my own life.
VMI Cadet Hartsfield of the Battle of New Market is buried somewhere in the Blanford Cemetery in a grave lost to history. In 2014, Petersburg’s VMI alumni group asked me to offer an invocation and benediction for their recognition of the 150th anniversary of the Battle of New Market on May 15th. I was serving as a pastor in Richmond at the time. I naively expected a small, outside event from what I was told. It ended up being a larger event in this cemetery chapel. (I had never heard of this chapel before my visit.)
I was told a World War 2 veteran who survived landing just a day or so after D-Day and fought through the war would speak about his experiences. He did, and that was positive. I did not expect a local SCV color guard with the Stars and Bars battle flag or the explicitly Confederate windows. It was sort of creepy and fascinating at the same time.
My previously prepared prayer alluded to the errors and evils of the Civil War. Yet now, I wish that I had explicitly and strongly refuted slavery and racism as part of it. I mentioned how the cadets’ actions under fire likely helped lead to the preservation and restoration of VMI after the war and perhaps indirectly helped shape or inspire folks like George C. Marshall and Civil Rights Martyr, Jonathan Daniels, and others to bravery or to do their duty. (At some level, I think that remains true for me.) I realize that God can make good come from anything, even our sin. I prayed VMI and our nation would become ever better, more just, and reconciled.
On one hand, I was honored to be asked by fellow alumni, especially for this momentous 150th anniversary year of the Civil War. My fellow alumni were hospitable, and like many alumni including myself, love VMI. On the other hand, I wish I went further and spoke more clearly about the sins of racism, slavery and treason. I value history, but we need to tell the whole story – even the ugliest parts.
Even though I’m from the north, even though some of my ancestors fought for the United States during the rebellion, even though my First Class dykes (senior mentors are called dykes after the cross-belts or dykes worn as part of the uniform) used to have me answer, “The United States of America, Sir,” to the question at VMI about who won the Civil War, the Lost Cause Myth can insidiously take hold of a person if we aren’t wary. It can obscure our vision and understanding, as well as stir division or wound others unintentionally. The myth dresses up and softens what’s ugly. After all, that myth and racism in all forms are just more signs of sin at work in our lives and world. And, sin often traps us subtly over time.
I’m not the person I was in 2014. My attitudes have hopefully continued to evolve, and I pray I continue to grow in understanding and empathy. Wherever needed, I desire the wisdom to repent of my sin including any sin related to racism. I want the courage to challenge racism wherever it is encountered. I’m not looking to erase history. I understand all of us, even the best of us, can only be simultaneously sinner and saint and never perfect. It can be helpful to remember the past. Yet as Christians, we understand we are always reforming. We need to separate ourselves from rigid, dualistic (that everything is all good or all bad), or simplistic thinking and bravely embrace the truth of our past and our present whatever we might see. We can love and respect our enemies, even those of the past, even as we seek to see them and their failures as they truly are.
“Peace, peace, to the far and the near, says the Lord, and I will heal them. (Isaiah 57:19)
As I write this, I am preparing to go to the hospital tomorrow morning bright and early for surgery. In the grand scheme of things, it should prove a minor surgery, but it has been on my mind, nonetheless. When I was younger, I perhaps did not give as much thought and care to my health and wellness as it deserved, but it seems a growing issue as I age. There’s an ache here or a pain there. Stress can be more present than in the days of my youth. Sleep can be a challenge – not enough time for sleep or at times (perhaps much worse or at least more frustrating) disrupted sleep. Then whether for annual visits, precaution, or due to illness, it seems like I am visiting with doctors more and more. It is a good thing that I like them!
I’ve learned from my chaplaincy work in hospitals, hospice, and among law enforcement, our health and wellness are never to be taken for granted. Instead, self-care is a complicated thing deserving our prayerful discernment, effort, and trust. Yes, you read that correctly. I wrote “prayerful discernment, effort, and trust,” for our physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual needs are all intertwined with one another and our need for God’s grace.
Did you ever notice that when Jesus forgave sins, it often resulted in other manifestations of healing? People were restored to relationship or could once again walk. Scripture commands (in James 5:14-15), “Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord.” God desires that we look heavenward for help, guidance, and hope. Martin Luther even alluded to our sacraments as a kind of healing medicine at times. Yet Jesus never taught, and scripture never claimed, that the healing to be gifted would only be physical or provided in the way we would want or expect it. Instead, we are asked to trust that the loving God who created us cares for us still. Indeed, God’s loving grace desires to enfold us in a kind of eternal hug from cradle to grave and beyond.
No matter our situation or prospects in this world, Jesus offers us a peace that is not of this world and beyond our understanding. It is a gift that can help us enter with boldness into new challenges, the doctor’s office, surgery, or even hospice care. This does not mean there will never be tears or fear or other human emotions, but even when these human emotions rise (trying to help us process our situation) or amidst our limited wisdom seeking to find our way forward, we can try to remind ourselves of and trust in Jesus’ promise that we will never be alone. Indeed, it is Jesus who sends us family, friends, and trained professionals to help us on the way. How do I know? Well, all good things come from God, and near or far, God’s healing will always find us. Indeed, Jesus has declared that one day sickness and death will be no more, and we will be with him when that day comes.
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Originally published in the July 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Unless otherwise indicated, all scripture quotations for this article are from the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV) translation.
In springtime, I often come to think of Thérèse de Lisieux as I take my walks. Thérèse was known for seeing God in the little things, even spring flowers or butterflies. She would regularly stop to reflect upon their intricate beauty. In her own way, it was a source of what we might call meditation or mindfulness. By focusing on her experiences of the moment, she discovered a deeper sense of peace and beauty around her and ultimately at work in her. She recognized even as she battled chronic, often debilitating illness, that she had reason to hope. Even in her illness, she could serve and be faithful to God. Simplicity was her watchword, often called by her “the little way.” And she herself eventually became commonly known as “the Little Flower.” For as much as many would overlook God’s work in creation, contemporaries often overlooked the spiritual beauty found in her lifestyle and vision. Yet today, she is remembered in Roman Catholic and Protestant seminaries and congregations across the world.
Martin Luther once quipped, “Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.” This is most certainly true! Yet, in this busy world, do we often stop to reflect on the gracious beauty at work in each of us and the world? Through our faith and baptism, God is still sharing the promises of the Gospel, and although not everyone will notice or believe it, all our lives make a difference. Indeed, Jesus died and rose from the dead for every one of us. As we are and for what we will become through grace, he sees value and beauty in each of us.
Much as Paul argued that each of us play a varied part in the body of Christ, Thérèse saw us as flowers in the garden. “I understood that every flower created by Him is beautiful, that the brilliance of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not lessen the perfume of the violet or the sweet simplicity of the daisy. I understood that if all the lowly flowers wished to be roses, nature would no longer be enameled with lovely hues. And so, it is in the world of souls, Our Lord’s living garden.”
Scripture reveals to us that God is our Master Gardner. God has planted us in the region of Fredericksburg to do some particular good, to add unique beauty, and to be individual and communal signs of life and hope. We bloom through worship, fellowship, and service. We are rooted in his love. Yet as summer travels begin again, local gatherings increase, and some might have to continue to stay away due to medical issues or other concerns, know that you are not forgotten. Indeed, you are missed. Come back to us when ready with new stories and love to share. For you make a difference to us, and together, we are most beautiful. I wish you a happy and meaningful summer ahead.
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Originally published in the June 2021 newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
Every year, I’m asked about where Jesus was or what he was doing on Holy Saturday. This meme pretty much sums it up even if in a humorous way. Jesus descended to sheol, the place of the dead out of love for others. The primary scriptural reference is from Peter 3:18-20:
“For Christ also suffered for sins once for all, the righteous for the unrighteous, in order to bring you to God. He was put to death in the flesh, but made alive in the spirit, in which also he went and made a proclamation to the spirits in prison, who in former times did not obey, when God waited patiently in the days of Noah, during the building of the ark, in which a few, that is, eight people, were saved through water” (NRSV Translation).
Christians debate what translated words to use. Did he descend into sheol, hell, or to the dead? That’s just a matter of translation. They also wonder about him coming victoriously or whether he still suffered? That is ultimately a holy mystery. What we do know is that Jesus experienced death fully, and even in death, he came to open heaven to those who trusted in God.
CHRIST’S DESCENT INTO HELL, Nun Kassiane at the HolyMonastery of the Annunciation, at Patmos island.
I want to thank the many people that reached out to me or prayed for me and my family at the time of my mother’s death. Her death was not expected, and as can often prove the case, it was a difficult experience on many different levels. As I write, the trees in my yard are about to burst forth with green. Flowers are poking through the ground. Holy Week and Easter lie before us. I cannot explain why God allows suffering and death, but I trust the signs of springtime around us are herald signs of what is yet to come. We know from scripture – and perhaps upon reflection about the grace active in our own lives – that God has the power to bring healing from sorrow and new life from death. God is only love, and Jesus promises that we who believe will share in his resurrection joy. With the losses in my life and in the lives of many around me, both large and small, we might be tempted to see only struggle. Yet, a resurrection day was to come for Jesus beyond his cross. He promises that a resurrection day will come for us all. It has already begun through faith. I sincerely wish you a hope-filled Easter. Jesus is risen. He is risen indeed. I pray we all see the joy and peace of Jesus – even if for a moment we must see through tears in our eyes.
Peace be with you, and thank you, for walking with me toward Resurrection Day.
Pastor Lou
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Originally published in the April newsletter of Christ Lutheran Church, Fredericksburg, VA.
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