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Sunday, September 30, 2007

Saving Fish from Drowning

“Saving Fish from Drowning”
Luke 16:19-31

September 30, 2007 Eighteenth Sunday after Pentecost
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe


Charlotte, North Carolina Richard C. Choe©

19 ‘There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day. 20And at his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, 21who longed to satisfy his hunger with what fell from the rich man’s table; even the dogs would come and lick his sores. 22The poor man died and was carried away by the angels to be with Abraham.* The rich man also died and was buried. 23In Hades, where he was being tormented, he looked up and saw Abraham far away with Lazarus by his side.* 24He called out, “Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am in agony in these flames.” 25But Abraham said, “Child, remember that during your lifetime you received your good things, and Lazarus in like manner evil things; but now he is comforted here, and you are in agony. 26Besides all this, between you and us a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who might want to pass from here to you cannot do so, and no one can cross from there to us.” 27He said, “Then, father, I beg you to send him to my father’s house— 28for I have five brothers—that he may warn them, so that they will not also come into this place of torment.” 29Abraham replied, “They have Moses and the prophets; they should listen to them.” 30He said, “No, father Abraham; but if someone goes to them from the dead, they will repent.” 31He said to him, “If they do not listen to Moses and the prophets, neither will they be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.” ’

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Jesus tells a parable that was well known to his listeners. This story read from the Gospel according to Luke is a folktale which reflects a popular view of the afterlife. It focused on the individual’s fate – that there would be a just reward in the end, that there is a “great reversal” at the end. Needless to say, the story is told from the perspective of the downtrodden and the have-nots.

People in Jesus’ time believed that there was a time and place of reckoning after death. They believed that there was “heaven” for those who led an exemplary life and “hell” for those who did not. The story of an after life was often told in the ancient days as a warning that there would be a time of reckoning.

This notion of “reckoning-after-death” or a “great reversal’ may provide some “relief” and “comfort” for people who are experiencing injustice in life. “Someday my time will come” may have been a way to endure the burdens of life for many who were suffering. The notion of an after life, however, has been abused by many oppressors in history. Many abusive leaders everywhere, both secular and religious, have exploited this “reckoning-after-death” notion to tell the oppressed to accept their life situation without a fuss.

“Do not complain. Do not protest against those who oppress you. Accept what you are given and don’t seek any change. Be thankful for what you have.” Some religious thinkers describe this notion as a form of “delayed gratification” – suffer now but you will get your just reward later.

The notion of “prosperity theology” is a contradictory concept that continues to exist along with the “delayed gratification.” Many continue to believe that wealth is a sign of blessing from God and poverty a sign of God’s curse. Pharisees of Jesus’ time believed this notion based on their reading of the Book of Deuteronomy. Thus, Lazarus, for the Pharisees, would have been an example of God’s curse. Pharisees of Jesus’ time would have implicitly and explicitly accepted that Lazarus was guilty of some appalling sin, and, thus, deserved his suffering. For the Pharisees and many others, God’s blessing was individualised, personalized, and, in the end, privatized God’s action. For many, God had been reduced to a “blessing” business. Their belief in a privatized God led them to ignore the poor and vulnerable. But such a belief also created poverty and vulnerability.

It was to those who believe in a privatized God that Jesus spoke. One of the Biblical Commentary states,

“While this parable seems to be about money, it is really about values. … The question is not whether we have money, but whether we love money (over and against anything else in life) – whether we share God’s concern for the poor and the vulnerable – whether we are too preoccupied with personal concerns to notice the Lazarus in our midst.” [1]

The apathy of the rich man who walked in and out of his house every day past the starving, sore-covered man lying at his gate was the cause of the harsh judgement in the story Jesus told.

The rich man was not an evil doer. He might even be considered a kind man. He could have kicked Lazarus out of his gate yet he allowed him to be there day after day. How long would many of us allow someone who was dirty, sick, and smelling of disease to park right by our door?

The problem with the rich man, Jesus says, was that he did not even lift a finger to do anything to change Lazarus’ circumstance. Apathy, indifference and lack of concern for someone suffering on his doorstep, was the rich man’s sin. It was not a sin of commission but a sin of omission.

By naming the man Lazarus, meaning “God heals” or “God helps,” Jesus confronts the Pharisees of his time. Luke described them as “the lovers of money” (Luke 16:14). Jesus counters their prosperity theology based on Deuteronomy saying that "what is prized by human beings is an abomination in the sight of God" (Luke 16:15).

The name Lazarus is a counter statement from Jesus to those who believed in a privatized God that “God helps those whom people with apathy chose not to help.” The Pharisees would have heard Jesus’ warning to them through the parable: If they were like the rich man in life, they will be like the rich man in death. “Don’t be by-passers. Engage with the poor, the sick, and those in need” is what I hear Jesus saying.

The challenge of the parable did not end with the Pharisees. The challenge continues today.

Who do you identify with the most in the story?
What aspects of the story make you uncomfortable?
How would you like the story to end? And, why?

We, too, pass by the poor and homeless without seeing. We, too, are often so preoccupied with our own issues that we cannot see those who are in need of our help. We discover that we love money over anything else in many instances. The parable confronts us to help and heal the Lazarus people in our midst – in our city as well as in the global village.

Dr. Fumitaka Matsuoka, former Academic Dean of the Pacific School of Religion, shares the following insight on the Luke passage.

“The statement of the “chasm “ that exists between the rich man and Lazarus is a reality about our own apathy (as middle class North Americans) and numbness in the face of overwhelming poverty and suffering. It is a statement about how we are numbed until we become indifferent by the enormity of suffering world over.” [2]

Dr. Matsuoka stated that there is a great chasm fixed between those of us who live in affluence and those who are suffering from economic, social, and political devastations in Asia, Africa, Latin America, and in our own cities. He talks of the chasm fixed between the culture of the “contented” and the underclass. He concludes by saying that, “If faith communities are the embodiment of the good news, these communities are an opportunity for us of courage to see the world for what it is – a world ruled by powers and forces that derive their strength from our natural fear of destruction and our natural need for self-preservation at any cost, even at the cost of dismissing the very images of God.” He then urges people “to turn your heart and your eyes away from the contained private world of self-preoccupation, even self-preoccupation with our own pain, to the deep pain of the larger world. “We are called to a deeper accountability in the world full of Lazarus (people).” [3]

Over the past week we have been overwhelmed by stories and images of violence trickling out of Burma, now commonly known as Myanmar. What started as a peaceful demonstration turned into a violent suppression by the Myanmarian military junta.

The military dictatorship has ruled Burma since 1962 – for 45 years. Burma is the most militarized country in the world. [4] “Nearly half a century of military misrule has turned resource-rich Myanmar into a shambles, with a ranking of 130 out of 177 countries on the UN human development index and a per-capita gross domestic product lower than that of Sudan or Chad.” [5]

Aung San Suu Kyi’s party, the National League for Democracy, won a clear and popular mandate in free elections in 1990; however, she has been living under house arrest for the most part since July 20, 1989 – the year the military junta changed the country’s name from Burma to Myanmar. Suu Kyi, advocate of non-violent resistance, was subsequently awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1991 for her struggle for freedom and democracy in Burma.

Olivia Ward, a foreign affairs reporter for Toronto Star, reported on Friday, September 28, 2007:

“The crackdown began Wednesday when soldiers and police fired tear gas, clubbed protesters and arrested up to 200 (Buddhist) monks in an attempt to quash the upraising, the largest since the rebellion by students and (Buddhist) monks in 1988, in which more than 3,000 (Buddhist monks and students) were killed.” [6]

The Globe and Mail reported that at least nine people – including (Buddhist) monks – were killed at the Myanmarian junta’s hand. British diplomatic sources said that there was evidence that one monastery was raided before dawn. (Buddhist) monks were ‘badly beaten’ and hauled away, leaving large amounts of blood in their dormitories. [7]

In 2005 American writer, Amy Tan, wrote a fiction novel situated in Myanmar called Saving Fish from Drowning.

Tan began her book with a fable from which her book title is derived:

“A pious man explained to his followers: ‘It is evil to take lives and noble to save them. Each day I pledge to save a hundred lives. I drop my net in the lake and scoop out a hundred fishes. I place the fishes on the bank, where they flop and twirl. Don’t be scared, I tell those fishes. I am saving you from drowning. Soon enough, the fishes grow calm and lie still. Yet, sad to say, I am always too late. The fishes expire. And because it is evil to waste anything, I take those dead fishes to market and I sell them for a good price. With the money I receive, I buy more nets so I can save more fishes.’” [8]

The fisherman is an apt metaphor for the military junta and their cronies who plunder and pillage and justify their actions in Burma. It is no wonder Amy Tan has been banned from Myanmar since the publication of the book.

Andrea Okrentowich wrote in her review of Saving Fish from Drowning.

“The underlying truth throughout Saving Fish from Drowning is that of human nature; how one perceives themselves and the world around them. This novel demonstrates how one reacts to suffering on their part or others, physical or emotional. At what point does an individual drop their shields and see their surroundings as (they are) meant to be seen? If the circumstances are beyond their perception of the norm, at what point will an individual give up hope? Does one have the ability to bend their reality in order to survive? And at what cost?” [9]

As I was reflecting on the words of Jesus from Luke and the uprising for freedom in Burma, the questions from the book review kept coming back to me.

• At what point do you drop your shields and see your surroundings as they are meant to be seen?
• If the circumstances are beyond your perception of the norm, at what point will you give up hope?
• Do you have the ability to bend your reality in order to survive?
• And at what cost?”

According to Jesus, the rich man chose to see his surroundings by bending reality rather than dropping his shields to see his surroundings as they were meant to be seen. He chose apathy – originating from the Greek α- “not” and πάθος (pathos)” to mean “not suffering” or “indifference to feeling” – over empathy or compassion – i.e., identifying pains of others and suffering with them.

Choosing apathy, according to Jesus, was sin. Unwillingness or inability to live out one’s faith is sin.

Last week, Burmese Buddhist monks and students rose up to peacefully demonstrate for the liberation of their people knowing that the violent and brutal suppression of 1988 may repeat itself. They began with reciting Metta Sutra – the Buddhist virtue of metta (“unconditional love and kindness”). [10] “Excesses of the (military) regime, and the wretchedness of the Burmese people, have driven the monks to the streets,” says Pricilla Clapp, former chief of mission in the U.S. embassy in Burma. [11]

The people of Burma have risen up once again to live out their belief that unconditional love and kindness ought to be practiced in their land. Theravada Buddhism, a school of Buddhism 90% of Burmese is part of, teaches that each person is a potential Buddha. Each individual can attain Buddhahood, by various practices. People of Burma can no longer bend the reality of a country ruled in fear in order to survive. They rose to free themselves from God within themselves being distorted and destroyed by the military dictatorship of the 45 years.

People and countries around the globe are standing with those standing up for love and kindness. On Thursday evening a former colleague of mine joined more than 150 people gathered at Nathan Phillips Square to show support for the demonstrators and Buddhist monks who stood up for justice and freedom in Burma.
One thing I know for sure is that even brutal oppression cannot and will not suppress people’s desire for freedom and compassion toward one another. When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.

At what cost do we bend reality as it was meant to be seen?

May the great compassion of Buddha move the people of Burma as they seek liberation for its people. May we, the followers of Jesus of Nazareth – the one who sided with the downtrodden and the oppressed – hear the challenges of the parable and bear the cost.

Amen.
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[1] Luke 16:19-31, Sermon Writer:Resource for Lectionary Preaching, http://www.lectionary.org/EXEG-English/NT/ENT03-Luke/Luke%2016.19-31.htm
[2] Fumitaka Matsuoka, The Lazarus World, http://www.psr.edu/page.cfm?l=89&id=24.
[3] Ibid.
[4] Olivia Ward, Spiritual Warriors, Toronto Star (Saturday, September 29, 2007), Section AA2.
[5] Marcus Gee, The hidden ‘lady’ for whom they struggle, The Globe and Mail, (Saturday, September 29, 2007), A23.
[6] Olivia Ward, World & Comment, Toronto Star (Friday, September 28, 2007), Section AA1.
[7] Aung Hla Tun, Toll mounts as brutal regime bares its teeth, The Globe and Mail, (Friday, September 28, 2007), A16.
[8] Amy Tan, Saving Fish from Drowning, (G. P. Putnam’s Sons: New York, 2005), 6.
[9] Andrea Okrentowich, An Essay on Amy Tan’s Novel Saving Fish from Drowning, http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/54600/an_essay_on_amy_tans_novel_saving_fish.html.
[10] BurmaNet News, http://www.burmanet.org/news/2007/09/25/all-burma-monks-alliance-and-88-generation-students-joint-statement-of-abma-and-88-students-unofficial-translation/.
All Burma Monks Alliance and 88 Generation Students: Joint Statement of ABMA and 88 Students (Unofficial translation) Tue 25 Sep 2007 Filed under: News, Statement
1. The entire people led by monks are staging peaceful protest to be freed from general crises of politics, economic and social by reciting Metta Sutra.
2. The ongoing protest is being joined by monks, nuns, Member of Parliaments, students, ethnics, artistes, intelligentsia and the people from all walks of life which is the biggest unity seen in last 20 years.
3. In this demonstration, we need to show we are deserved democracy by upholding the following 3 slogans adopted in consensus by the monks and endorsed by the entire people.
(a) Economic well-being
(b) Releasing political prisoners
(c) National Reconciliation
4. The entire people must aware the danger of government’s anti-strike counter- measure and violent crush by drawing lessons and experiences from 88 uprising, need to form the Mass Movement Committee and Anti-Violence Committee to prevent from such a violent crackdown.
5. The monks and students will not hesitate and not be deterred from any form of intimidation and violent crackdown will join hands with all the people and continue our struggle bravely and resolutely step by step for our beloved country.
Signed by
All Burma Monks Alliance(1) U Aw Bar Tha (2) U Gambiya (3) U Khe Mein Da (4) U Pakata
88 Generation Students(1) Htay Kywe (2) Tun Myint Naung (3) Hla Myo Naung (4) Aung Thu
[11] Olivia Ward, Spiritual Warriors, Toronto Star (Saturday, September 29, 2007), Section AA2.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Hope. Vision. Action.


Patricia Richmond [August 6, 1924 - July 27, 2007]








September 23, 2007
Seventeenth Sunday after Pentecost
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe
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Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there?Why then has the health of my poor people not been restored?

O that my head were a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears,so that I might weep day and night for the slain of my poor people!





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What was the most painful time in your life?
When was the most desolate time in your life?
How did you cope with it?
What did you learn about yourself and God from your painful experience?
Do you feel that you just got by or were you able to live through it?

These are some of the questions came to my mind as I was reading the passages from Jeremiah that was read today.

Judah, the southern Kingdom of Israel is about to be invaded by Babylon, the new empire in the Middle East. People have turned against Yahweh – God of their ancestors – and Jeremiah speaks to his people of the desolation that is about to befall Judah. It is hard to tell whether it is Jeremiah or God who is lamenting about the hopelessness of the situation the people of Judah are facing.

Is there no balm for those who are hurting? Is there no remedy? Is there no physician? Is there any hope for healing? God appears unable to get the people to change through the prophet’s words. God identifies so closely with the people that their wound is God’s wound.
[i] Jeremiah declares that no salve on earth can heal the people’s wounds. The people are looking in the wrong places for their salvation. Their healing will eventually come through their tears, of which Jeremiah is an example.[ii]

Hope. Vision. Action.
[iii]

Frank O’Dea is one man who has gone through hell and back again. As he looked back at his life of 62 tumultuous and eventful years, O’Dea realized that three principles have sustained and transformed him to a new life: hope, vision, and action.

Frank O’Dea was born and raised in an upper-middle class family in Montreal-Ouest in 1945. He experienced his father, a business executive, as someone who had difficulty showing compassion to his children. He experienced his mother as one who adored her husband so much that she did not have much love left for her children.

He describes his family in these words.

“My loneliness intensified during my high school days. Other (times) were lonely too, but still, I knew there was something wrong about entering a house where my mother barely acknowledged my presence and my brothers and sisters saw me as I saw them – as an intrusion. We shared neither secrets nor time.”
[iv]

Frank was sexually assaulted by an older woman at the age of 13. Alcohol eventually provided a release from the loneliness and alienation he experienced. He was then sexually abused by a policeman who was his father’s acquaintance. While he was telling his father of the abuse, and before he could ask to be protected from further attacks; Frank’s father shook his head and walked out of the room, leaving the boy alone.
[v]

Frank’s ordeal did not end there. He was also sexually abused by Catholic priests. His alcohol abuse got worse. He stole money from his family to buy alcohol. He drove drunk and wrecked his parents’ cars. He failed one private school after another.

“For the good of the family, you have to go. … Nobody wants you here, Frank. … We don’t know what your problem is. I hope you identify and solve it. But you’ll have to do it without us,” was what his Dad told him when Frank was in his early 20’s.

In the early 1970s, Frank O’Dea lived in the streets of Toronto in an alcoholic haze. He spent each day panhandling around the Jarvis Street for change for wine and a bed at a flop house.

Then one day – Thursday, December 23, 1971 to be exact – a realization settled on him – “If I don’t change, I will die like this.” He realized that he only had two options left: Die or change.

Frank walked into a social agency and simply uttered, “I need help.” He remembers how the woman at the other side of the desk broke into a radiant smile and said, “You’re home!”

Fast forward thirty years after his decision to become sober and renew himself: Frank O’Dea was named an Officer of the Order of Canada. He had gone on to become a successful businessman and a philanthropist. Frank O’Dea is co-founder of the Second Cup coffee chain, a Canadian business venture that started a revolution of high-end coffee shops in North America.

Frank remembers people’s generosity while he was living on the streets of Toronto. He has been active in raising funds for Street Kids International (SKI), which is devoted to protecting homeless children around the globe from predators. He co-founded the Canadian Foundation for AIDS Research (CANFAR) in the 1980s when AIDS was not a popular cause for fundraising. He is founding chair of the Canadian Landmine Foundation. He helped raise over $2 million for the anti-landmine cause.

“An estimated seventy million (live) landmines remain buried in about a third of the world’s countries, awaiting to explode when a person or animal step on them. … Landmines kill or maim almost twenty thousand civilians each year, or more than one every thirty minutes every day. About one of every three mine victims is a child.”
[vi]

In his biography, When All You Have is Hope, Frank O’Dea shares the following wisdom:

Street people are faceless.
[vii]
No matter where you begin or where you finish, you can do amazing things with your life if you choose to.
[viii]
I am what I am today, and I was what I was back then.
[ix]
Never give up on anyone.
[x]
It’s not the money you make that matters most. It’s the difference you make.
[xi]

Frank O’Dea was able to turn his experience of desolation into a source of hope for many. Miraculously, he learned the importance of community service from his father, the same father who could not be present to him in his suffering. And Frank has been able to work on making peace with the rest of his family even if they cannot forgive him. He is at a place where he is able to own up to his own wrong doings rather than just blame his circumstances.

As I was reading about Frank O’Dea’s life, I was touched by this man who not only experienced pain and hopelessness but chose a renewed life. I saw a man moving from hope for a changed life to a vision for renewal to action for healing of himself and others.

Frank O’Dea is a spiritual man. He credits God, a Higher Power, as the source of his healing. A Higher Power who helped and supported him to move on to new ways of being. The same Higher Power, the same God who moves among those of us gathered here.

Today we remember and celebrate the life of Pat Richmond. Pat was born on August 6, 1924 in Stoney Creek and died on July 27, 2007 in Toronto. I remember Pat’s smile. I would see her sitting across from my office waiting for a friend or a ride on Sunday after worship service. When I greet her, she would look up and give me a smile.

Pat leaves five of her daughters – Nancy, Brenda, Holly, Heather and Ruby. This is what Holly Corman, one of Pat’s daughters, wrote to share with us.

“Although Pat lived in the area for just over two years she made many friends at Kingston Road United and in her apartment building. She looked forward to going to Bessie’s Tea and Conversation Group every Wednesday and avidly enjoyed the group’s lively and varied conversation. Her neighbour, Hazel across from her in her apartment building would look in on Pat to see if she was all right and they both would look out for each other.

From her early career as a Registered Nurse at Wellesley Hospital to raising five daughters she always thought of others before herself. In her pocket was always a roll of coins to drop in the hat of a homeless person.

She often enjoyed engaging someone in a political discussion and it was no secret what she thought of George W. Bush and his government. It was much to her daughters’ amusement when they discovered that her initials for her maiden name stood for M.P.P.

She appreciated all things British and enjoyed several trips there with friends and to visit her daughter and grandson in Oxford.

Pat often took all five of her daughters to have “Afternoon Tea” at the Green Room at the top of Eaton’s in Hamilton. Many times we were brought tea in bed whether we were sick or just curled up with a good book, much to the astonishment of our friends who claimed their Mothers never brought them tea in bed!

One love that she did not pass onto her daughters was that of mushy peas!

There were many loves that she did pass onto her daughters and friends and that was her love of flowers and nature itself which is reflected in two hymns that she liked – “All Creatures Great and Small” and “For the Beauty of the Prairies.”

Another love was her care and concern for others. So next time you pass a homeless person, drop a Toonie or two in the hat for Pat.”

To someone like Pat, the homeless Frank O’Dea of 35 years ago would not have been a faceless person on the street.

Nancy, Brenda, Holly, Heather and Ruby, may you remember, cherish, and celebrate your Mom’s life. May you find comfort and solace as you walk with God and your faith communities.

Most of all, may we all be able to turn sorrows and pain into a source of healing for us and those we encounter. And may we also be able to turn to hope and move through vision and action to renew ourselves through God, the Higher Power.

Amen.


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Collect our Tears

by Safiyah Fosua


God,
Collect our tears
Tears of sadness
tears of joy
Tears of anxiety
nervous tears

Tears that don't know why they run like rivers down the face
Gracious God,
collect our tears in your bottle
And pour them back on us as life-giving water!

Safiyah Fosua, "21st Century Africana Liturgy Resources: Collect Our Tears"
Copyright © 2007 General Board of Discipleship, Unite Methodist Church, USA. (
www.gbod.org/worship)

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Beyond Wants


Richard C. Choe ©
“Beyond Wants”
Luke 15:1-10

September 16, 2007
Sixteenth Sunday after Pentecost
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe


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The Parable of the Lost Sheep
The Parable of the Lost Coin
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A friend sent me a video link to my Facebook a few days ago. Facebook, for those of you who are not familiar with it, is social networking website where people put up their personal information for communication. I noticed thatmany KRU folks are using Facebook.

I didn’t pay much attention to the video link until Thursday when I had time to check messages. I clicked on the arrow and saw an unassuming man walking into the lights on the TV show stage of Britain’s Got Talent. “I came to sing the opera” was his answer to the judge’s question why he was there. When he began to sing Nessun Dorma, one of the Pavarotti’s signature songs from an aria from the final act of Giacomo Puccini’s opera Turandot, silence fell in the audience and then people began to stand and cheer him on. Tears flowed from my eyes as I listen to Paul Potts sing Nessun Dorma – meaning “No One Will Sleep.” I had a tough time sleeping that night as images of an unassuming man singing his heart out kept coming back to me.

Paul Potts is a 36 year mobile phone salesman from South Wales. He shared at various interviews that he was often bullied as a child and singing was his way of dealing with life’s struggles. He was able to afford some voice training but an accident and illness, along with a lack of confidence prevented him from continuing his dream to sing opera. That is, until he decided to audition for the TV show, Britain’s Got Talent.

Paul Potts won the competition. His semi-final performance was viewed over 6.7 million times when I clicked on YouTube on Friday night. And his CD, One Chance, will be released domestically in Canada on September 18.

A mobile car salesman who dreamed of singing opera found his voice when he moved to make his dream a reality.

In Chapter 15, Luke connects the two parables – the Parable of the Lost Sheep and the Parable of the Lost Coin – with a third parable, commonly known to us as the “Parable of the Prodigal Son.” Biblical scholars say that the three parables come from different contexts but they have been “built into an artistically constructed unit with a single theme – God’s love and mercy for human beings and Jesus’ call for repentance and conversion.”[i] Luke is also conscious about balancing the images of man and woman in his stories.

Lost and Found seems to be a common theme throughout the three parables; however, there is a key difference between the two parables read today and the “Parable of the Prodigal Son.” The searchers – the shepherd and the woman – seek out and find the lost in the two parables read today whereas the “lost” returns in the other parable. The emphasis is on the actions of the searchers in the two parables read today. The shepherd seeks out the lost sheep until he finds it. The woman searches for the lost coin until she finds it. Both rejoice in their finding by inviting their neighbours to share in their celebration.

Luke writes about two “distinctive” groups of people present at the scene. “All the tax-collectors and sinners” make one group of people who are on the “wrong side of the track” of the community. Then, there are “the Pharisees and the scribes” – the religious and the professional theologians who are on the genteel side of the community.

Shepherds had often been portrayed in the Hebrew Scripture as the image of God; however, in Jesus’ time shepherds were considered undesirables. The shepherds were not following religious laws as closely as they should when they were in the wilderness tending the sheep. How do you not work on the Sabbath day when you have sheep to tend?

Tax-collectors in Jesus’ time did not fare any better than the shepherds. I know that there are a few in our congregation whose work is closely related with taxation so I am sure they can vouch for me that paying tax is not a popular notion in our society either.

Before we condemn the tax-collectors as a greedy lot, let’s look at the Roman Empire’s taxation system.

The Roman taxation system was built like a pyramid scheme. At the top of the pyramid is the Roman Empire, and there are various chains between the local Jew – a colonial – and the Roman Empire. A local tax-collector was a business operator who would purchase the right to collect tax from a local tax office for a geographical area by paying a specific amount of money allotted as tax for the area. Your profit is the difference between what you are able to collect and the set amount you paid to the local tax office.

The upside of the tax business was that if you could collect more than the amount you have to repay tax office, you would profit from the tax collecting business. The downside was that if you collect below the allotted amount, you had to make up the difference. One of the problems the tax-collectors faced in the pyramid scheme of the Roman taxation was that the population base used to stipulate tax by the Roman Empire was way higher than the real population base they were working with. Then there were those who were so destitute that nothing could be collected form them.

The Roman Empire, being at the top of the pyramid, would collect the amount set for the region regardless of the real population base. People lower on the pyramid also had to skim of the tax for their profit. As a result, the local tax-collector, who is at the bottom of the pyramid scheme, had to charge way more than what the local person was designated to pay.

Tax collectors would often resort to gouging an exorbitant amount of tax from the locals by any means necessary. In the eyes of the local Jews, the tax collectors were lackeys of the hated Roman Empire. They were one of the most despised in Palestine in Jesus’ time.

The sinners were those who failed to observe religious laws and those who were guilty of moral failings. Many women who turned to prostitution as means of survival after their husband’s death or family misfortune fell into the category of sinners. Women’s status and survival depended on men in Jesus’ time. And it continues to be a reality in many parts of the world today. The poor – the destitute known as People of the Earth – also fell in the category of sinners. How do you not cook when you find food on the Sabbath and you have been starving for days? How can you judge a woman for prostitution when no one is there to help her to survive?

As in our society, rules and regulations were made by those who can afford to keep them. For the Pharisees and the scribes – those who were able to afford to follow the religious rules – anyone who did not observe the rituals according to the prescribed rules, regardless of one’s circumstances, was condemned to the outside of the boundary of their faith community.

Well aware of the religious and social contexts of his time, Jesus chooses a shepherd, an undesirable to the religious leaders, as an image of God. Jesus also chooses a woman as another image of God and went against the social and religious norms of his day. Portraying the woman seeking for a lost coin as image of God seeking the lost must have shocked the audience.

To “welcome” – translated from Greek – could be actually mean to “host.” Jesus did not only eat with the undesirables of the society at someone else’s party, he actually hosted them at his place and threw a party for them. Jesus was not committing a transgression against the religious rules to not to eat with the sinners by happenchance. He was wilfully committing transgression by inviting the undesirables to his own party. According to a Biblical Commentary, “the Hebrew word (and perhaps the Aramaic) for coins, zuzim, can also mean those who have moved away, departed.”
[ii] No wonder the Pharisees and the scribes were grumbling and saying, “This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.”

The two parables of Jesus indicate that Jesus came for those the society labelled as outcasts and undesirables. That God searches and seeks out the ones who are not worthy in relations to the rest of the community is the point Jesus was making through the two parables. Jesus came to seek those who are lost and who are denied by the norms of the society.

Many of the sermons preached on the two parables in North America often skip over the contexts of the story told in Jesus’ time.

For a poor shepherd who is looking after sheep for someone else, losing one sheep may have meant having his wage garnished from his pay. “Life is hard for men who are poor, but even more so for women,” Elsa Tamez, a feminist liberation theologian born in Mexico, says in her book, Jesus and Courageous Women.
[iii] She estimates that a person in Jesus’ time needs 200 silver coins a year. A silver coin would provide two days worth of meals and housing.

There is a sense of desperation in the story we often miss as those who are living in North America. Preachers and theologians in Latin America and Africa understand what it means to lose a sheep or a silver coin in their contexts. A value of a sheep may not have meant much for a wealthy person but it could have been few weeks’ wage for a poor shepherd who are looking after sheep owners. The value of a silver coin may equal the value of dinner at a fine restaurant for some. But it is enough for a poor family to sustain themselves for two days.

After all, a silver coin – about $50 to $100 in today’s term – could pay wages for two to three people for a month in Cuba today. DeeAnn reminded us last week that $50 will educate a child for a year in Mexico. I read from the Saturday Star that at Susur, a fine dining establishment in Toronto, a dinner for two with wine, tax and tip is about $500.
[iv]

Just the way the shepherd and a woman search desperately for the lost, God seeks us with desperation. For each one lost is of tremendous value. For each one lost is precious. For without one, the rest is not complete. This is the context of the story that the tax collectors and sinners understood. God loves them with desperate passion and intense longing to reunite with them. “No transgression is too deep, no infidelity too severe, and no alienation too long that God’s justice and love cannot repair.”
[v]

But for those who were law abiding citizens and middle class religious, the parables were mere stories of paradox Jesus was using to provoke them. Why waste time and risk the 99 in danger by going after 1? Why be so dramatic by inviting your neighbours to rejoice with you after finding a mere silver coin?

The same question echoes through our time. Why bother with the poor? Why do we spend so much of our resources on mission for outsiders than on our church? People who are outside of the church often wonder whether church is a self-serving place or a community-serving place.

The ministry of Jesus Christ we are engaged in is about seeking the lost with desperation and with passion. There is a sense of urgency and desperation in the ministry of Jesus Christ. It is not about engaging in a leisurely theological debate about who God is and where God is.

The two parables challenges us to move beyond our wants and needs and to address the needs of our neighbours and those who are within the community who feel lost and experience absence of God in their lives.

We are found when we welcome the lost. We rejoice when we welcome one another. Such is God’s compassion – desperate, passionate, intense, mutual, and joyous. “There are no insignificant people. There is no one who isn’t supposed to be here.”
[vi]

God never gives up until we are found. We are called to be the shepherd and the woman in the parables – seeking the lost to be whole again and rejoicing together when we find one another.

The KRU Council met last Wednesday. One of the Agenda items was the acceptance of Ian Kellogg as an Inquirer for ordained ministry in the United Church.

Ian shared with us his faith journey and how the KRU community has impacted his faith and his sense of Call to ministry. As Ian shared his moving acceptance of his Call, many of us around the room also had tears in our eyes as we listened to his story.

We heard of a man who felt distant from a Christian faith community who found himself resonating with the Gospel preached at KRU when he came to worship here on Sunday, September 16, 2001 – the Sunday after 9/11.

In our listening and in our celebration with Ian as he took steps toward ordained ministry – the way Ian’s Dad, the late Rev. Claire Kellogg did – each member of the Council embraced him as each person shared the joy of Ian’s decision to accept the Call to ministry of Jesus Christ.

God continues to seek us and searches for us to be reunited with God-self. There are no insignificant people in our faith community or in our neighbourhood. There is no one who isn’t supposed to be here.

Amen.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Hospitality - Beyond Imagination

Fourteenth Sunday after Pentecost:September 2, 2007
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe

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On one occasion when Jesus was going to the house of a leader of the Pharisees to eat a meal on the sabbath, they were watching him closely. He said also to the one who had invited him, ‘When you give a luncheon or a dinner, do not invite your friends or your brothers or your relatives or rich neighbours, in case they may invite you in return, and you would be repaid. But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind. And you will be blessed, because they cannot repay you, for you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.’

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What is the nature of discipleship? According to Luke, Jesus declares discipleship is hospitality.

“There once was a religious and devout woman who was filled with love for God. She went to church every morning. And every morning she met children and beggars calling out to her for help. But she did not even see them since she was so immersed in her devotions.

One day she went to church in her usual manner. She pushed the door but it would not open. She pushed it again and tried another door but found the doors all locked.

Distressed at the thought that she would miss the service for the first time in years, and not knowing what to do, she looked up. And there, right before her eyes was a note pinned to the door.

It said, “I’m out there!”[i]

In today’s reading from Luke Jesus is talking to people at a dinner party. You can tell from the way Luke writes about the situation that there is tension between Jesus and the Pharisees. “The Pharisees were watching Jesus closely,” Luke writes.

Remember, the Pharisees were not bad people. They were the ones who closely followed religious rules and applied them in their lives. They studied Torah. They shared their wealth with the poor. They were the upstanding citizens of the day. Some Biblical scholars even suggest that Jesus may have been one of the Pharisees based on his frequent interactions and conflicts with them along the way to Jerusalem.

Jesus first shares a conventional wisdom of the day with the guests at the dinner party, “Be humble. Real honour does not come from self-seeking choices, but from what is conferred on you by others.” He adds comments to indicate that God is the ultimate source of the honour – God will humble those who exalt themselves and exalt those who humble themselves. Jesus is saying that humility, not status-seeking should be the way of life for his disciples.[ii]

If Jesus ended his remarks here, he may not have escalated the existing tension between him and the Pharisees. There is no harm in telling people to be humble. There is not much discomfort in hearing a radical young rabbi say that ultimately it is God, not people, who decides on who is great and who is not.

But then Jesus goes too far and offends the host who has graciously thrown a party at which he is a guest. Jesus asserts that the kind of people one should invite to dinner is not one’s friends, brothers, relatives, or rich neighbours, but the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind.

Jesus challenges both the host and the guests. Genuine hospitality requires unconditional generosity where you offer something without expecting anything in return. Genuine hospitality requires that you offer something to those who you think are least deserving of your generosity. Genuine hospitality is not merely inviting only those who are near and dear to you – what we normally do – but invite those who usually get left off the invitation list – those who are not welcome or spurned by us for justifiable reasons.

I hear Jesus challenging the Pharisees and his disciples to go beyond normal conventional wisdoms and rules of social engagements. “Move beyond the norms you are comfortable with!” is what I hear. For Jesus, discipleship points to radically living out the meaning of hospitality in one’s life.”

The kind of society Jesus urges his disciples to imagine and establish is a society beyond the norms and conventions of his day. It is a place where people can live without the need to be first. It is a place where people can live in harmony where they do not have to compete against others to be better than their neighbours. It is a place where values are not defined by how much we are worth in terms of acquisitions but by who we are in building a society where radical acts of compassion and kindness are the measure of a person. Discipleship requires such acts of radical hospitality.

It is easier said than done. Some may say that it is an impossible dream.

There is a church building in South Korea that was converted from a traditional Korean house. It is an “L” shaped house with beautiful ceramic tiled roof. There is a glass display case similar to the one we have here across from the church office. At the center of the display case are old photos of the lay leader who was the first convert of the Christian faith in that town in the early 1900’s and a photo of the first Korean minister of the congregation.

In the early 1900’s in Korea, as in other countries, a caste system was deeply entrenched. People were divided into distinct classes: an upper class, a middle class, a lower class, slaves, and the untouchables. Although the class system was not a primary marker for one’s financial status, being part of the upper class almost guaranteed upward social and financial mobility.

One’s social status was inherited from the ancestors. So if you were born into an upper class, you belonged to that privileged class regardless of your financial situation. At the other end of the scale, you inherited the status of slave if you were born to a mother who was a slave. Slavery was a norm and hereditary. The caste system was rigid and unchanging from one generation to the next.

There was an upper class land owner in that Korean town who converted into Christian faith. The religious conversion of an upper class man, who enjoyed the privileges of the caste system, to a religion that espoused “equality” for and of all, was a miracle in itself. As a result of his conversion, the rest of his household, including his slaves, became Christian. Much like the early Christian church.

When the Korean church was selecting a leading elder for the congregation, the land owner was the obvious choice. The land owner, while he was honoured to be nominated, believed that one of his slaves had a deeper faith, and bowed out of the nomination. As a result, the slave became the leading elder of the congregation.

The congregation, like all the Christian churches in early 20th century Korea, had always had foreign missionaries as their ministers. This congregation, however, felt that they were ready to have a Korean minister lead the congregation and that one of the members would be trained for ministry. The land owner was again nominated for the position for he was the most educated amongst them and had a good reputation and wealth. The land owner once again backed off, saying that his slave, now the leading elder, was the one who should be trained for ministry since he had the deepest faith.

The history of the congregation proudly states that the slave became the first Korean minister for that congregation. The land owner, after his conversion to the Christian faith, promoted, supported, and freed his slave, and in the end served under his former slave’s pastoral leadership. Such an action would have been seen as socially unacceptable and would have brought shame to the family. Many of his extended family members and his peers would have shunned him for his irresponsible and reckless action.

Giving up his privileges of being upper class may have been one thing but lowering oneself beneath one’s slave by working as an elder in a congregation that is pastored by one’s former slave was impossible for anyone at that time to imagine. But the land owner believed that the gospel of Jesus Christ commanded him to live out the unconditional generosity God had shown through Jesus Christ. The congregation flourished and thrived because of the embodiment of the liberating words of Jesus through the land owner. Hospitality – creating a Household of God where even a slave can become a leader – was the foundation of Christian faith in Korea.

The land owner’s actions show that genuine hospitality is moving beyond being generous and moving toward those whom we think are less deserving of our generosity. For the followers of Jesus, hospitality is about creating and building a Household of God where everyone – even those who are social outcasts – are actively sought out to be invited, welcomed, cherished, and embraced as part of the community. Genuine hospitality is personal & public, social & economic, and religious & political choices and commitments.


Building a society founded on God’s vision requires more than a humble attitude. The kind of mind-set we need is a radical hospitality.

When our actions as church do not reflect our faith, church would be the wrong place to seek God. If we believe that a church building is the place of encountering God, we may be missing the message from God saying, “I’m out there!”

What would it mean for us to “invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind – those who cannot repay us? What would it mean for us to live out God’s radical hospitality in our lives?

In 2008 we are going to celebrate 100 years of ministry in our neighbourhood. There are so many things we can discover, learn and celebrate about our 100 years of ministry – friendships created and fostered; faith lives deepened and enriched; laughter and tears with our neighbours; burdens shared and lightened; a community to cherish and celebrate. But most of all, our discipleship must continue to be deeply rooted in a commitment toward making a safe and welcoming space for all who are challenged in spirit and body. For we are followers of Jesus of Nazareth – a master who acts as a slave to his disciples by washing their feet and washing away the prejudices and misconceptions that only the strong survives and gets honoured.

The kind of society we are actively imagining and working for is a place where hospitality means opening our doors and going out to meet and invite all who are in need of God’s compassion. We are called to be disciples of radical hospitality. May we continue to be challenged by the Gospel of Jesus to imagine beyond our seeing and see through the compassionate eyes of Jesus.

Amen.
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[i] Anthony de Mello, Taking Flight: A Book of Story Meditations, (Image Books, Doubleday: New York, 1988 ), 33-4.
[ii] Joseph A. Fitzmyer, The Gospel According to Luke X-XXIV, The Anchor Bible, (Doubleday: News York, 1985), 1045.

Stretching to Our Fullest

Thirteenth Sunday after Pentecost: August 26, 2007
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe
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Now he was teaching in one of the synagogues on the sabbath. And just then there appeared a woman with a spirit that had crippled her for eighteen years. She was bent over and was quite unable to stand up straight. When Jesus saw her, he called her over and said, ‘Woman, you are set free from your ailment.’ When he laid his hands on her, immediately she stood up straight and began praising God.

* * *
Stretching to the fullest.

A few years ago I went back to South Korea to visit and I toured an old prison. It had been turned into a walk through museum. In the basement of the jail, I saw small prison cells no bigger than a broom closet. They were purposely designed with very low ceilings so the prisoners could only stand with their necks bent. Can you imagine never being allowed to stand fully erect? My neck hurts as I think about it now. The effect of such prison cells was to break prisoners’ spirits as well as their bodies.

The prison was built and used during the Japanese military occupation of Korea from 1909 to 1945. The jail is now a museum so visitors can see and experience the shameful period of Korean history when the Japanese Military Regime ruled Korea with brutality and violence until the Atom bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki in August 1945.

The prison cell in South Korea reminds me of Luke’s story of a bent woman with a spirit that had crippled her for 18 years. Not being able to stretch to her full height must have been torturous. Only seeing the ground she was walking on – littered with things people would carefully avoid stepping on. Never being able to look people in the eye. But the worst part of it all must have been the inability to stretch to the fullest of her being.

An unnamed, bent over woman encounters Jesus one Sabbath Day – a day of rest to remember the holy day when God rested after creating the universe – and was set free from her ailment and was able to stand straight and praise God for letting her be able to stretch to her full height.

In the time of Jesus, physical difference was accepted as a curse, a sign of an individual’s sin or the sins of one’s ancestors. Having any physical contact with such a person also placed one at the risk of being cursed as well. It was not just during the time of Jesus that physical difference was seen as a curse. It continues to happen in our time.

Society continues to define what is acceptable to the public. Media spins the “orthodoxy” – “belief in or agreement with what is, or is currently held to be right, especially in religious matters” according to The Canadian Oxford Dictionary.[i] – and the public continues to perpetuate the orthodoxy until a brave soul, like Jesus, stands tall and challenges public opinion.

Tracy Turnblad is a “pleasantly plump” high school student in Baltimore, Maryland in 1962. The highlight of her day is to watch The Corny Collins Show, a local teen dance show from Station WYZT, with her friend, Penny Pingleton.

When the Station is looking for a new dancer for The Corny Collins Show, Tracy auditions for the show but gets turned away for being overweight and supportive of racial integration of the show. “I want every day to be Negro Day,” Tracy blurts with passion at the interview.

This is 1962 in Baltimore after all. “Negro Day,” is held once a month, and is the only time that African American kids are allowed to be part of The Corny Collins Show. Racism was in full swing, including the words used to describe people of African descent.

Tracy’s chance meeting with cool Black schoolmates leads her to learn R&B dance moves. When TV host Corny Collins sees her dance at a school dance he is hosting, Tracy gets a spot as a dancer on his show.

Besides catchy tunes and wonderful dance moves, the movie Hairspray shows how the United States struggled with the issues of race, intertwined with socio-political disparities, in the 1960s. The physical standards – physical preferences of the media, to be precise – based on people’s sizes, both height and width, along with the colour of one’s skin is also at a forefront of the issues the movie deals with.

When Black and White young people fall in love with one another – like Seaweed and Penny – and people finally stand up for their rights – the way African Americans and Tracy and her Mom march for racial integration of the dance show – the walls of segregation begin to tumble down. When people begin to lift their heads and reach to their full potential, equal rights, and privileges, communities begin to experience healing and freedom.

It was not just African Americans who began their journey toward healing and freedom when they stood up for their God-given inalienable rights to be equal with their White neighbours. The rest of American society – Blacks, Whites, and people of all shades began to be healed and freed in the process. By segregating one segment of the US society, those who were enforcing segregation were also in need of healing and freedom from their racism and hatred of their neighbours.

It is amazing how societies do not seem to realise that the disease of discrimination against the downtrodden and minorities of society always points to the illness of the majority of the society. Discrimination of Others by those in power is manifested as discrimination against themselves. But there is much resistance toward the healing of the community and the Other within our own society just the way the bent woman’s community seemed unwilling to heal her themselves, and heal themselves in the process.

There is a song in the movie Hairspray that brought tears to my eyes. “I Know Where I’ve Been” is the song the marchers sing as they demonstrate for the de-segregation of the dance show.

Motormouth Maybelle Stubbs, played by Queen Latifah, leads the singing as they march for freedom and the healing of society.

“There's a dream
In the future
There's a struggle
We have yet to win
And there's pride
In my heart'Cause I know
Where I'm going
And I know where I've been
In my heart'Cause I know
Where I'm going
And I know where I've been
There's a road
We must travel
There's a promise
We must make
'Cause the riches
Will be plenty
Worth the risk
And chances that we take
There's a dream
In the future
There's a struggle
We have yet to win
Use that pride
In our hearts
To lift us up
To tomorrow
'Cause just to sit still
Would be a sin
And lord knows
I know
Where I've been
Oh! When we win,
I'll give thanks to my God
'Cause I know where I've been

When people stand up to say “No” to the orthodoxy of the day and society’s prevailing beliefs and attitudes that threaten and force people to live at a less than their fullest, then healing of the society begins.

When a woman who has been in an abusive relationship finally stands tall to her partner and says “No!” to the relationship that has been stunting her self, then healing and freedom begins for her, and quite possibly for her partner.

When gays and lesbian people of faith begin to challenge the hatred spoken against them in the name of God, then healing and transformation begins for them, and hopefully for the faith community.

When the rest of the Canada could begin to hear the pleas from Peoples of the First Nations and participate in the healing journey for all Canadians, the healing in Canada will begin.

When society begins to realise that the healing of the entire society depends on the healing of the wounded and marginalised in the society, then healing has begun.

When we do not participate in this healing process, we are diminished, stunted, living with our heads down so we cannot see our brothers and sisters. Being an affirming congregation is more than saying “welcome” to gays and lesbians. It is about affirming life for all so that all can live to their fullest.

Luke recorded the day when Jesus not only sought out the bent woman but also touched her and healed her on the Sabbath. The story does not end after her healing. The healing also comes to the community. Jan Richardson, a Methodist pastor, writes the following in her book, Sacred Journey: A Woman’s Book of Daily Prayer.

“The community also receives Jesus’ freeing touch as it begins to learn about the care God calls us to have for one another. With Jesus’ touch of the woman’s body, with her song of praise, and with the community’s rejoicing, this story challenges us to consider how we participate in the diminishment of those around us and how we must provide the condition of healing – physical, emotional, economic, relational – to happen for us all.”[ii]

Both the current movie Hairspray and the story in Luke have happy endings. The bent woman got un-bent and she was able to celebrate with her community and praise God for the gift. Tracy and her mother Edna – from whom Tracy inherited her generous physique, Motormouth Maybelle Stubbs and her son Seaweed, Penny Pingleton, and the rest of Baltimore eventually began to celebrate integration. But Hairspray was a fictional story, about fictional characters. The bent woman lived a long time ago.

What about us? in the here and now?

What parts of our lives are not living to the fullest?
Who are we in the face of those who live at less than the fullest?

Jesus continues to challenge us to seek out those who are prevented from living to their fullest, and to heal them. Jesus continues to seek us out and heal us when we are bent and stunted by the prejudices and unwillingness of others to see us the way God sees us. For we, too, need healing. For we know where we’ve been. And we know we are going on a journey of healing and freedom.

May our life be abundant with creative ways of stretching to our fullest.

Amen.

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[i] The Canadian Oxford Dictionary, (Oxford University Press: Toronto, 1998), 1027.
[ii] Jan L. Richardson, Sacred Journeys: A Woman’s Book of Daily Prayer, (Upper Room Books: Nashville, 1996), 414.

Waking Up

“Waking Up”
Luke 12:49-56
Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost: August 19, 2007
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe

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He also said to the crowds, ‘When you see a cloud rising in the west, you immediately say, “It is going to rain”; and so it happens. And when you see the south wind blowing, you say, “There will be scorching heat”; and it happens. You hypocrites! You know how to interpret the appearance of earth and sky, but why do you not know how to interpret the present time?

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A father is knocking on his son’s door in the morning. “Jaime,” he says, “Wake up!” Jaime answers, “I don’t want to get up, Dad.” The father shouts, “Get up, you have to go to school.” Jaime says, “I don’t want to go to school.” “Why not?” asks the father. “Three reasons,” says Jaime. “First, because it’s so dull; second, the kids tease me; and third, I hate school.” And the father says, “Well, I am going to give you three reasons why you must go to school. First, because it is your duty; second, because you are forty-five years old; and third, because you are the principal.”[i]

Father Anthony de Mello, a Jesuit priest, gathered and shared wisdom stories collected from various parts of the global village. He shared this joke as he was speaking on spirituality in his book – Awareness: The Perils and Opportunities of Reality. “Spirituality,” Father de Mello says, “means waking up. Most people, even though they don’t know it, are asleep…and (they) don’t want to wake up…”[ii]

Many religions stress that “waking up” is the key in perceiving and understanding the “whole” and “full” realities of oneself and one’s surroundings. Buddhism talks of enlightenment. Islam talks about “extinguishing the fire within.” Being awake is to be at peace with oneself. It means that one is content with herself or himself.

Listening to the words of Jesus from today’s passage in Luke is very difficult. Jesus is very harsh when he speaks to those who came to hear him. He is on the way to Jerusalem, the centre of the universe for Jews – the place where God resides in the temple and where the political and economic powers of the region also reside.

Jesus is chiding his listeners. “You hypocrites! You know how to interpret the appearance of earth and sky, but why do you not know how to interpret the present time?” He is challenging his listeners to read the signs of the times – signs of God’s time. According to Joseph Fitzmyer, a Biblical scholar, Jesus is not saying that his listeners are unable to read the signs of the times but that they are unwilling to read the signs of the times and unwilling to do something about it.[iii] I hear Jesus challenging his listeners to “wake up” from their slumber and see where they are and who they are in relation to God.

Waking up is often unpleasant. It is not easy waking up to the realities. Even more difficult is facing our own selves. Life seems to bring so many complications and we feel that we get blindsided by too many people and events in life.

A couple of weeks ago Kim and I went to see the movie, The Bourne Ultimatum. Some of you might have also seen it or heard about it. It’s the third of a trilogy of movies about a character named Jason Bourne who is trying to regain his memory. Brainwashed to forget who he was before his memory was wiped out, Jason Bourne struggles to wake up to who he really is. All he knows is that the merciless killer he was trained to become and the man named Jason Bourne that so many others keep trying to assassinate may not be who he really is.

The waking up to himself is painful as Bourne is constantly on the move, fighting for his life, and visited by hazy and violent flashbacks. Even the movie theatre audience participates in the pain of his virtual awakening. The handheld camera angles were so jerky that Kim started getting motion sick when she was watching the movie.

· How do we wake up?
· How do we face reality?
· How do we discern who we are?
· Where do we start?

Looking into ourselves as individuals and as societies, I believe, is a good place to start. It takes great courage to look within us and acknowledge the wounded person within. It takes a tremendous effort to embrace that wounded person within us. It is a courageous undertaking to interpret the signs within our societies which will provide strength and energy to envision new and different ways of being who we really are.

Anthony de Mello says that waking up is a painful experience. He says,
“When you are beginning to awaken, you experience a great deal of pain. It’s painful to see your illusions being shattered. Everything that you thought you had built up crumbles -- and that’s painful. That’s what repentance is all about; that’s what waking up is all about.”[iv]

The initial pain of facing the realities of where we are and who we have become are the reason why so many of us have difficulty “turning around” – what repentance means in Greek – from slumber and waking up in our life. There are many who would rather live in a state of anger or despair – another aspect of anger – than to wake up and embrace the life filled with wonders. After all, it is better to deal with the devil you know, as the saying goes.

Quite often what we want when we encounter problems in life is relief rather than healing. We simply want relief from pain since healing would take so much more pain and involve too much of ourselves.

On the way to Jerusalem, on the way to confronting the powers that corrupt and set individuals against one another and from God, Jesus challenges those who are willing to hear his words to wake up and turn around toward one another and to God.

Each one of us today is still being challenged by these words of Jesus. Challenged to awaken from a slumber where we think it is fine for us to be isolated from God. To awaken from a slumber where spirituality is used as an opiate for people to believe that everything is OK as long as I am OK. To awaken from a slumber where the notion of the common good is just a pipe dream.

Sometimes the appearance of the present is disguised as reality. Sometimes the real present is a very different reality.

A scholar was reading a book and dozed off. He dreamt that he was a butterfly. When he woke up he began to wonder, “Am I a human who dreamt that I was a butterfly or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a human?” “Which is the reality?” was the question posed by a Chinese philosopher more than 1,000 years ago.

This is our struggle in life. This is our struggle with our faith. The struggle to wake up to the real presence of God. To know what is real. To be real. To interpret the signs of God’s time that acknowledges that each one of us is created to be loved, that we are interrelated in God’s community, and that each one of matters.

God’s signs are all around us. May we be awake each moment and each day to God’s real time. May we have the wisdom and courage to be in God’s present.

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[i] Anthony de Mello, Awareness: The Perils and Opportunities of Reality, (Doubleday: New York, 1992), 5.
[ii] Ibid., 5.
[iii] Joseph A. Fitzmyer, The Gospel According to Luke X-XXIV, The Anchor Bible, (Doubleday: News York, 1985), 1000.
[iv] De Mello, 45.

Living Into the Answers

“Living into the Answers”
Hebrews 11:1-3, 8-16
Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost: August 12, 2007
Preached at Kingston Road United Church by the Rev. Richard C. Choe

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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. Indeed, by faith our ancestors received approval. By faith we understand that the worlds were prepared by the word of God, so that what is seen was made from things that are not visible.

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A man has fallen half way down a cliff and is hanging on by a vine. “Save me, God!” he calls out for God. God says, “Just let go, my son. I will catch you.” The man thinks about this for a minute and then yells out, “Is there anyone else up there?”

It is easier to have faith in theory but living out that faith is not an easy task. We often experience a tremendous gap between having faith and being faithful. There seems to be an immense disconnect between the faith one has – believing in creeds or doctrines of one’s belief – and being faithful – living out that belief in day to day life.

The author of The Letter to the Hebrews writes, “Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” The author then proceeds to remind the readers of how Abraham was obedient to God’s call to journey to the unseen, and how he was provided with the Promised Land for his descendants. The author reminds them of how Sarah laughed at God’s promise, and how her “good deed” resulted in having descendants “as many as the stars of heaven and as the innumerable grains of sand by the seashore.”

What I wanted most as a teenager, experiencing uncertainties, was the kind of faith of Abraham and Sarah had in God. I sought after a faith that could move mountains.

At first I was part of a conservative Christian congregation which believed that God would solve all the problems and difficulties in life if we had firm faith in God. I went to revival meetings to hear preachers on fire who spoke of the sinful nature of humanity and how our repentance would lead us to the salvation Jesus Christ offers. I fasted during Lent for a week to cleanse me from all the sins I have committed. I prayed for the ability to speak in tongues.

Regardless of what I did to seek a firm faith in God, there was always these nagging questions and doubts about God – who God is and what God was all about. I had too many questions about the kind of things that were in the Bible. There were too many things I could not believe no matter how hard I tried. There were too many rules and regulations – both written and unwritten – in the congregation as well.

It seemed to me that Christians were arguing over too many petty things – such as whether or not it is sin to drink alcohol and whether or not it is sin to play volleyball on Sundays while so many things were happening outside the church. In the end, I left the church when I went to university. Any Christian faith I knew and experienced until then was not real, logical or rational enough. I left the church to look for something more real, logical and rational.

William Sloane Coffin, a renowned Christian pacifist was one of the leading opponents of Vietnam War. As Chaplain at Yale University in the 1960s he said that his realization that “for Jesus, from the outer periphery to his inner core, creed and deed were one” was part of his conversion into Christianity.[i] In his book Letters to a Young Doubter Coffin talks about “loving the questions and living into the answers,” a quote from Rilke as he reflects on life.

It took many twists and upheavals in life for me to return to church. When I think back on my disappointment with the Christian church of my teenage years, I realize that I was not able to distinguish faith – sets of creeds and rules – from being faithful – a process of living out the faith. I learned that loving the questions and living into the answers is about being faithful.

As I look back, I realise that I was so focused on the doctrinal aspect of my conservative Christian religion that I was not aware of living faithfully even if it meant struggle and falling short of what the rules said. I agree that when we are being faithful to God we are engaged in making creed and deed become one and the same.

I hear echoes of my own teenage disappointments and disenchantments at the rules and regulations of the church when I talk to those who are returning to the Christian faith after a long journey away from church. I hear how unreal they felt about faith and church when they were much younger. I hear the uneasiness and apprehension about faith when parents come to meet me to talk about their children’s baptism. People who are returning to church seem to have the same struggles as those of us who have been in the church: struggles of disconnectedness between having faith and being faithful.

Abraham and Sarah, two ancestors of faith for Judaism, Islam and Christianity were the archetype of the ones who loved the questions and lived into answers. Abraham accepted God’s Call to the journey into the unseen but promised land. Sarah laughed at God’s promise of a child and was blessed with decedents “as many as the stars of heaven and as the innumerable grains of sand by the seashore.”

The author of the Letter to the Hebrews knew the struggles of the early Christians, and encouraged them that God would be faithful to them as God was faithful to Sarah and Abraham. The author stressed that one person’s faithfulness made a tremendous difference in the history of many people.

How do we live out our faith? In what ways could we be faithful in our neighbourhood? What can one person do in the face of tremendous challenges from the Empires of our time?

I recently came across a book entitled 28 Stories of AIDS in Africa by Stephanie Nolen. 28 people are profiled in the book to represent the 28 million people in sub-Saharan Africa estimated to be infected with HIV. The numbers are staggering. It is like almost all of the Canadian population infected with HIV.

Nolen’s trip to Malawi in 2002 opened her eyes to the impacts of AIDS in Africa. Malawei is located in South Western part of Africa – East of Zambia, South of Zambia, and North of Mozambique. One in six adults in Malawi was infected with HIV in 2002. In the village of Nkothakota, hundreds of people were either sick themselves, caring for the sick, or sheltering their relatives’ orphaned children. One way or another, everyone in the village was being affected by AIDS.[ii]

In 2003, Stephanie Nolen persuaded her editors at The Globe and Mail to send her to Johannesburg to travel through the heart of the epidemic. Her book approaches the difficult questions by telling the stories of various people affected by HIV/AIDS in Africa. Nolen says in the introduction of her book,

“I knew people in North America who had been living with HIV for years, taking anti-retroviral medication that does not cure aIDs but will keep a person with HIV healthy for decades. But no one in Africa had the drugs. … AIDS was a fully preventable illness at home. But in Africa, it was a plague. … The relentless spread of this one virus raises difficult questions about why we do the things we do, why we believe what we believe – about who we are and what we value [as human beings.][iii]

One person’s willingness to be faithful to the victims of AIDS in sub-Saharan Africa helped share 28 people’s stories representing the 28 million victims of HIV in Africa to show how the disease works, how it spreads, and how it kills. Their stories explain how AIDS is tied to conflict and to famine and to the collapse of the Nations. They explain how the treatment works, when people can get it, and how the people who can’t get it fight to stay alive with virtually no help and no support.[iv]

I believe that being faithful to our neighbours is a way of being faithful to God. Being faithful to God is to struggle to make our beliefs practiced in our day to day living. One person can affect changes.

I would like to share a poem by Joan Murray which tells us about being faithful. The poem reminds me of countless and nameless mothers and grandmothers working to care for the victims of HIV/AIDS in Africa.

They know what it means to live into the answers.

Her Head

by Joan Murray

Near Ekuvukeni,
in Natal, South Africa,
a woman carries water on her head.
After a year of drought,
when one child in three is at risk of death,
she returns from a distant well,
carrying water on her head.

The pumpkins are gone,
the tomatoes withered,
yet the woman carries water on her head.
The cattle kraals are empty,
the goats gaunt –
no milk now for children,
but she is carrying water on her head.

The engineers have reversed the river:
those with power can keep their power,
but one woman is carrying water on her head.

In the homelands, where the dusty crowds
watch the empty roads for water trucks,
one woman trusts herself with treasure,
and carries the water on her head.

The sun does not dissuade her,
not the dried earth that blows against her,
as she carries the water on her head.
In a huge and dirty pail,
with an idle handle,
resting on a narrow can,
this woman is carrying water on her head.

This woman, who girds her neck
with safety pins, this one
who carries water on her head,
trusts her own head to bring to her people
what they need now
between life and death.
She is carrying them water on her head.[v]

May we be faithful in our living. May we be faithful in our loving. May we live into the answers in our life.

Amen.

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[i] William Sloane Coffin, Letter to a Young Doubter (Westminster Knox Press: Louisville, 2005), 41.
[ii] Stephanie Nolen, 28 Stories of AIDS in Africa, (Alfred A. Knopf Canada: Toronto, 2007), 28.
[iii] Ibid., 1.
[iv] Ibid., 16.
[v] Joan Murray, Her Head, Poems to Live By: In Troubling Times, edited by Joan Murray, (Beacon Press: Boston, 2006), 64-65.