What Do We Say About,... Science?




Proverbs 1:20-33
January 15, 2011

Wisdom cries out in the street;
   
in the squares she raises her voice.

At the busiest corner she cries out;

   at the entrance of the city gates she speaks:

      “How long, O simple ones, will you love being simple?
      
How long will scoffers delight in their scoffing

         and fools hate knowledge?

Give heed to my reproof;
   
I will pour out my thoughts to you;
   
I will make my words known to you.

Because I have called and you refused,

   have stretched out my hand and no one heeded,

   and because you have ignored all my counsel

      and would have none of my reproof,

      I also will laugh at your calamity;

      I will mock when panic strikes you,
         
when panic strikes you like a storm,

            and your calamity comes like a whirlwind,

         when distress and anguish come upon you.

Then they will call upon me,
      but I will not answer;

   they will seek me diligently,
      but will not find me.

Because they hated knowledge
   
and did not choose the fear of the Lord,

      would have none of my counsel,

         and despised all my reproof,

      therefore they shall eat the fruit of their way
         
and be sated with their own devices.

For waywardness kills the simple,

   and the complacency of fools destroys them;

but those who listen to me will be secure
   
and will live at ease, without dread of disaster.”

This may or may not matter to all of you, but I’m not involved in our local ministerium.  For those who don’t know what a ministrerium, it’s a meeting of local pastors who meet to talk about what we can do together in the community.  I was very involved in the ministerium in Murrysville, as an associate pastor there before I came to Calvin Church.  And I became involved in the Zelienople ministerium when I first moved here, but a series of events caused me to stop going. 

The first was the attempt to get Christian Coalition voter guides into the hands of all of our members back in 1996.  As a registered independent, I don’t like the affiliation of church organizations with one political party, and it was clear to me that these voter guides were completely biased toward the Republican Party.  Then, there was a discussion in one of the meetings about who was saved or not, and two of the pastors in town declared that the interim pastor of Park Presbyterian Church, Maxime Pardee, wasn’t saved because she was a woman pastor, which was against the Bible.  Also, the fact that some of the pastors of the ministerium have periodically approached our members over the years, telling them that we don’t preach the Gospel in the right way here at Calvin Church, has kept me from rejoining over the years. 

What got me to stop being part of the ministerium in 1998 was something that happened then.  I was at the center of a little controversy.  It was nothing serious, but it was enough to cause me to reconsider how much of a connection there was between the ministry of Calvin Presbyterian Church and that of the local ministerium.  The ministerium had an idea that I thought was a good idea, until it was put into practice.  The idea was to have a weeklong event in the park in Zelienople, an event that would make people more aware of the churches in town and hopefully get people to think about attending our churches.

            The event would start with a weeklong vacation Bible school in the park during the week, and then on Friday and Saturday nights it would bring in inspirational guest speakers with great music. The hope was that after going to these events, people would want to begin visiting our churches. I was supportive at first, but then two problems arose.  I had suggested that one of the speakers should be evangelical like the evangelical churches in town, while the other would be more moderate.  That way the speakers would represent the diversity of churches.  Instead, they chose two evangelical pastors—one a fundamentalist, and one a little bit less than a fundamentalist.  But what really did it for me was the vacation Bible school program that was chosen.  It was one that taught Creationism, the belief that only the creation account in the Bible is right, and that the theory of evolution is wrong.  There was no way I could agree with sending our church’s kids to that kind of program, not only because I didn’t agree with what Creationism teaches, but also because I knew that many of our members wouldn’t agree.  How could I involve us in something that goes so completely against Presbyterian principles, which has no problem with the theory of evolution, recognizing that it’s a theory. 

            I voiced my discontent, saying that I could support the program if we simply agree to pick Bible school material that moved away from this topic and was agreeable to all churches.  What was the response?  They decided to keep the material, and then had one of the pastors in town come and talk with me.  He came to my office on a Friday morning and asked me to go for a walk.  We walked out of the church, down Division Street, into the park, up around the softball field, and then back to the church.  It took about an hour.  For pretty much the whole hour the pastor told me politely, but also pointedly, why I was wrong for believing in evolution.  Of course, I never told him I believed in evolution.  I just told him that I didn’t believe in strict Creationism.  I never said what I actually believed, which is that I believe in both biblical and scientific views on creation.

            He kept giving me argument after argument, telling me why evolution was wrong, why biblical creationism was the only answer.  He had an answer for every question I asked, although many of the answers weren’t very convincing.  In the end he got to his point, which was pretty much to say that to be a Christian meant believing only what the Bible said about creation.  To believe anything else was to degrade the Christian faith.  He said to me, “You know, I’ve studied this question a lot.  I have a master’s degree in religion, and know how to think through these things.  I’ve come to the conclusion that to be a Christian means accepting only the biblical account.”  My response was a polite, but just as pointed, “Yeah, I understand where you are coming from.  You also have to realize that I have a Ph.D. and three masters degrees.  I’m fairly sharp when it comes to thinking my way through these things myself, and nothing you have said is convincing.” 

Very early on in that walk I realized that there was nothing I could say in return because he wasn’t actually interested in hearing from someone who had studied science more than he had.  My training has been almost as much in the scientific fields as it has in the religious field.  I was a psychology major in college, and had to take courses in experimental psychology, research statistics, and the like.  Because of this background, I had a hard time initially at seminary because research at seminary was done in a very different way.  Theological research isn’t based on scientific study, but on citing the works of accepted and respected theologians as they interpret scripture based on rational and spiritual techniques.  The problem was that there were no indications for who was accepted and respected and who wasn’t.  It didn’t feel very objective for me. 

For my master in social work, I also had to take a number of classes in research, classes that emphasized how to do scientific research that could be validated, replicated, and declared reliable.  My Ph.D. wasn’t in traditional theological studies, but in formative spirituality, which was an attempt, among other things, to create a science of spirituality.  The focus there wasn’t on empirical science, but on a different kind of science—phenomenological science.  But more on that later. 

Due to my background in both science and religion, I found the pastor’s lack of interest in hearing from someone with a science background to be a problem, a problem that persists among many in both the religion and the science fields.  Too many scientists have too little religious training, and too many religious have too little scientific training.  As Gerard Schroeder, an MIT trained, Ph.D. physicist, who left his post as a professor at MIT to study and teach religion in Israel, has said, “Acknowledged experts in science may assume that although scientific research requires diligent intellectual effort, biblical wisdom can be attained through a simple reading of the Bible. Conversely, theologians who have devoted decades of plumbing the depths of biblical wisdom often satisfy their scientific curiosity through articles in the popular press and then assume they can evaluate the validity of scientific discoveries.  The “opposition” is viewed with a level of knowledge frozen at a high school or pre-high school level.  No wonder the “other side:” seems superficial, even naïve.  To relate these two fields in a meaningful way requires and in-depth understanding of both.”

The result of this advanced knowledge in one field, and elementary knowledge in the other, means that often the two fields compete when they really should converge.  The problem both fields have is a difficulty that all people with advanced education have.  It is called the Curse of Knowledge.  The term was coined by Chip and Dan Heath, two writers in the area of marketing and business.  They recognized that in any field, the more knowledge we gain about a subject, the more the education “curses” us to an extent.  The curse works in two ways.  First, the more knowledge we gain, the less we can remember what it was like before we gained the knowledge.  Second, the more knowledge we gain, the less we can explain what we know.  This impacts both scientists and theologians.  Each is very good at knowing their own field, and usually terrible at explaining it to those who don’t know their field.  Thus, when scientists and theologians talk science and faith, they are both cursed by their own knowledge and tend to talk past each other. 

What I’ve learned through studying both science and faith is that modern American culture doesn’t really understand science very well, which is at the root of the problem.  Let’s start with the basics.  What is science?  If you were to give a definition, how would you define it?  To really define it, you have to start with the root of the word itself, scientis.  What does scientis mean?  It means “knowledge.”  What is science?  It is the pursuit of knowledge.  That doesn’t mean that it’s a pursuit through objective means only.  It is the pursuit of knowledge through a variety of means. 

Throughout history there have been two basic kinds of science (it might surprise some that even in ancient times people pursued scientific knowledge).  The two kinds of science are the “science of measurement” and the “science of meaning.”  We’re used to the first kind, but not the second.  The science of measurement is an attempt at objectivity through empirical and mathematical analysis of events.  It does so either through experiments or correlational studies (looking for relationships between variables that might indicate a possible cause and effect relationship).  The physical sciences are able to more directly measure something, while the social sciences have to “operationally define” variables in order to define them.  That means, for example, that we can’t measure anger, but if we operationally define anger as hitting, yelling, accelerated blood pressure and heart rate, we can measure those.  These are only one kind of scientific study pursuit.

Another kind is the science of meaning.  This is a scientific pursuit that philosophers, mathematicians, and even modern psychologists, sociologists, anthropologists, and archaeologists have pursued.  When I studied at Duquesne, I was taught a kind of phenomenological scientific research, which meant diving into an experience and trying to understand it from the inside, rather than from the outside.  For instance, to study trust, we don’t operationally define it as “self-reporting that we are willing to rely on and depend upon another.”  We jump into the experience and ask people who have experienced trust, “what does deep trust feel like, and what is experienced by the person from her or his own perspective.”  This is just as legitimate a science as empirical science, but you wouldn’t know it from most Americans, who only know empirical science.  We are a scientific culture in many ways, but one with a limited scope in our scientific knowledge. 

The issue between faith and science is that American science often pursues empirical knowledge through measurement, while religious study often pursues experiential knowledge through meaning.  The two pursuits are exploring different areas of life. 

What many modern scientists also don’t understand about religious scholarship is that it has integrated empirical and measurement techniques into it.  For example, much of modern biblical scholarship uses the techniques of modern empirical science by integrating ideas and discoveries from archaeology, history, and anthropology.

The problem today is that people in each area of investigation, science and religion, tend to legitimize only the scientific exploration of their own area of expertise, while diminishing the legitimacy of other areas of expertise.  Thus, many biologists see their field of study as the preeminent one.  Many physicists see their field as preeminent.  Many psychologist see their field as preeminent.  Many theologians see their field of study as preeminent.  They all tend to suffer an arrogance of ignorance.  In other words, because they are ignorant of the other fields, they easily become arrogant about their own field. 

I’ve seen this many times.  For instance, I remember back in the early 1990s I was teaching a Sunday class in the church I was serving.  As part of the class I shared some psychological research.  An engineer, who worked at Westinghouse at the time, raised his hand and said, “You know, you’re citing stuff from a pseudo-science.  It’s not real science.”  There’s your arrogance of ignorance.  For him, only physical sciences were real.

So what are Christians to say about science?  For most of our history, we’ve had very little to say about it because our understanding—dating back to the Roman period—is that science and Christianity explore life in different ways.  Both want to unlock mysteries, both want to understand life, the world, ourselves, and both want to contribute tremendously to life.  Many people in the science field point to Christianity’s intolerance of science as evidence of our backwardness and ignorance.  But the reality is that these times have been rare.  There were short periods during the Renaissance when the church persecuted some scientific researchers, but that was the exception, not the rule.  For the most part, they looked at those doing biological, medical, or cosmological research as having little to say about religious life. 

The one growing area of intolerance toward science has been modern fundamentalism, which began in the late 1800s, and has always been an attempt at biblical science.  What fundamentalists have tried to do has been to turn the Bible into an objective document of scientific data regarding truth.  It has tried to reduce religious life to certain, “objective” fundamentals.  I’m not a fundamentalist because I don’t see these fundamentals as either fundamental or objective.  The Bible is about meaning, not measurement, and you can’t turn this book of meaning into one of measurement.  Unfortunately, many scientists, when they talk about Christianity, reduce us all to fundamentalists, believing that all of us think like that.  Not me. 

So what are we to say about science?  You can see our simple answer if you look at the majority of Christian colleges and universities.  If you had an opportunity to study biology, chemistry, physics, psychology, sociology, or some other science at Notre Dame University (Catholic) or Duke University (Methodist), would you consider it to be a lesser degree because it is a religious university?  What about studying at any of the Ivy League schools, which were all started as religious schools.  What about many of the area colleges such as Allegheny (Methodist), Westminster (Presbyterian), Thiel (Lutheran), or La Roche (Catholic), and most of the other area colleges?  Many of these universities and colleges have either good or great physical and social science departments. 

As Presbyterians, our approach is to respect every field of study in the same way we hope they respect us, and to integrate knowledge they offer into our own understanding of life.  Personally, my approach, as most of you who have taken classes with me recognize, is to integrate knowledge from different fields because I believe that this integration is what leads to wisdom.  Wisdom comes from gaining perspective, both scientific perspective and religious perspective.  And I think our approach should be in harmony with what Proverbs said to us this morning: 

Wisdom cries out in the street;
   
in the squares she raises her voice.

At the busiest corner she cries out;

   at the entrance of the city gates she speaks:

      “How long, O simple ones, will you love being simple?
      
How long will scoffers delight in their scoffing

         and fools hate knowledge?


Amen.

Recognizing What Others Miss

Matthew 2:1-12
January 8, 2012



In the time of King Herod, after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, wise men from the East came to Jerusalem, asking, “Where is the child who has been born king of the Jews? For we observed his star at its rising, and have come to pay him homage.” When King Herod heard this, he was frightened, and all Jerusalem with him; and calling together all the chief priests and scribes of the people, he inquired of them where the Messiah was to be born. They told him, “In Bethlehem of Judea; for so it has been written by the prophet: ‘And you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for from you shall come a ruler who is to shepherd my people Israel.’” Then Herod secretly called for the wise men and learned from them the exact time when the star had appeared. Then he sent them to Bethlehem, saying, “Go and search diligently for the child; and when you have found him, bring me word so that I may also go and pay him homage.”
When they had heard the king, they set out; and there, ahead of them, went the star that they had seen at its rising, until it stopped over the place where the child was. When they saw that the star had stopped, they were overwhelmed with joy. On entering the house, they saw the child with Mary his mother; and they knelt down and paid him homage. Then, opening their treasure chests, they offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they left for their own country by another road.

I think that the story of the magi is one of the most interesting in the Bible because it’s so mysterious.  And it’s so different from almost every other story of the Bible.  Everything about this small story is cloaked in mystery, a mystery that’s still hard for modern Christian scholars to decipher. 

First, what makes it odd is that it isn’t an “in-house” story.  What I mean is that most of the stories of the Bible are about Jews and/or Christians told from a Christian perspective.  Only very rarely do outsiders get much prominent mention, and almost never with a sense of respect.  These three mysterious magi are given a great amount of respect, despite the fact that they were part of a religion that the Jews would have been dismissive of and detested. 

These three “wise men” weren’t really wise men, nor were they “three kings,” which is what we sing in the hymn, “We Three Kings.”  They were “magi,” which is a word connected to “magic.”  They were priests in the Zoroastrian religion, which was a religion that gave us astrology.  They studied the stars, believing that the stars dictated world events and human behavior, and that the study of them could lead people to either understand their fate, or change it.  The Jews considered followers of this faith to basically be pagan and somewhat evil.  So for them to be prominent in the Gospel of Matthew is odd.  

What really strikes me about the magi is that they recognized things that others missed, and they were presented that way by Matthew.  They had studied the stars, and had seen something significant happening in the world.  They saw significance in something that others would have just seen as “interesting,” or not noticed at all, which is the “star” rising. 

This famed “star” is also a mystery.  We’ve grown up learning that the star was this great shining star that floated over Jesus’ home.  Well, that’s probably not true.  Scientists have studied whether a great supernova or comet appeared at Jesus’ birth, and most have pretty much determined that nothing of the kind happened.  What’s more, other than in the Bible, there is no other historical witness to this great star.  Even in the Bible it tells us that neither Herod, the temple priests, nor the people in Judea saw the star.  Why would they be the only ones to see it rising?  Why didn’t others of the time see it?  Other than mention of it in Matthew’s gospel, no other people of history report seeing a great star. 

            Scientists have studied whether a great supernova or comet appeared at Jesus’ birth, and most have pretty much determined that nothing of the kind happened.  What’s more, other than in the Bible, there is no other historical witness to this great star. So, why would Matthew talk about the star if it never existed?

Again, you have to go back to who the magi were.  The magi were astrologers, and as astrologers they noticed astral configurations that most others missed.  The star they saw was only great to them.  In all probability, the star they saw rising out of the East was a configuration of Jupiter, Saturn, and a star called Regulus, or the king star.  It would have come together in the constellation of Leo, which was considered to be a royal constellation.  This configuration, coming together in the early evening, would have been very bright, and Regulus would have seemed to travel westward out of the configuration.  Scientists who have studied the stars using computers have noted that this configuration occured back in 4 B.C., which is the year most scholars believe Jesus was born.  This great star was great only to the magi because they saw astrological significance in it that others missed.  In fact, most people would never have even noticed the early evening configuration at all, except as an oddity.

I believe that this ability to see what others miss is one of the most rare spiritual qualities in people.  Most people see only what they and others expect to see.  I see this all the time among Christians.  We develop our own theologies, our own beliefs, our own cherished philosophies, and they help us see what we expect, but they also blind us to what else may be there.  Our beliefs are both doorways and traps.  They open us to aspects of God, ourselves, and life that without them we miss.  But once we develop strong enough belief systems, they close us off to all other possibilities.  Herod, the Romans, and the Jews were not open to the significance of the star configuration because they dismissed the faith of the magis.  I have to admit that I do, too, but the magi were open to the possibility that something great was happening in the world, even outside of their own Persian kingdoms. 

All of us are guilty of closing off because of our belief systems.  We can hold onto our beliefs so tightly that it rigidly shuts us off to what God is doing.  Let me give you some analogies.

There was a man who suffered from terrible headaches.  Being a typical man, though, he refused to go to the doctor.  Finally, his wife had had enough and forced him to go.  The doctor began his questioning:  “Do you smoke?”  The man replied, “I would never touch that evil weed!  It is the devil’s plant”  “Do you drink?”  Again the man replied, “Booze is the devil’s drink.  Beer and wine shall never touch these lips of mine!”  “Do you dance?”  He replied, “Dancing is the devil’s playground.  It lets the devil into our bodies.”  “Do you watch movies?”  “Nothing they make nowadays is worthwhile.  It’s all about sex and violence.  The devil uses Hollywood to pollute our souls.” 

The doctor thought for a while and said, “I think I know what’s causing your headaches.  Your halo is on too tight!” 

Let me share another.  There was a church that didn’t take an offering the way we tend to.  They made their money for the year on the big worship days:  Christmas, Easter, and Pentecost.  Knowing that this is when people show up, they had a policy that to come to worship on those days, people had to by a “pew license,” which reserved a pew for them.  The policy was rigid:  no one into the sanctuary without a ticket showing that she or he has purchased a license. 

During Pentecost worship one year, a young boy came to the door during the service, saying to the usher, “I need to go in and talk to my father.”  The usher asked him if he had a ticket, the boy said no.  The usher said, “I’m sorry, but then you can’t go in.  We have a very rigid policy for worship.”  The boy looked at him and pleaded:  “But it’s an urgent matter.  I have to talk with him.”  The usher said, “I’m sorry, but no ticket no entry.” 

Finally, the boy begged:  “Puh-lease!  It’s really important!”  The usher relented:  “Okay, but only for a minute.  And DON’T let me catch you praying!” 

One more.  There was a priest in a parish who, every year right before Christmas, received gifts from the children after the children’s program.  He would sit in his chair, and each child would bring a present to him.  And he would correctly guess the contents because he typically knew what the parents did and what they would be giving him through their children. 

The first boy, Jonathan, came up to him with a package.  The priest took it, shook it, and knowing that his parents owned a clothing store, said, “This is a beautiful sweater, isn’t it?”  Jonathan, his eyes wide in amazement, said, “Yes, Father.  How did you know?”  The priest said, “Ahhh,… Father knows everything.” 

The next child, Sarah, came up and gave him her package.  Knowing that her parents owned a hardware store, he took it, shook it, and said, “Ah, you’ve given me some tools.”  “How did you know, Father?” she said.  He replied, “Ahhh,… Father knows everything.” 

Then Georgie gave the priest his gift.  It was an oddly shaped package leaking something.  The priest, knowing that Georgie’s parents owned a liquor store, said, “Oh, you’ve given me a fine bottle of scotch.”  “No, Father,” he replied.  “No?  Hmmm,… what is it?”  He touched the wet spot with his fingers and tasted it.  “Of course, this is a nice bottle of gin.”  “No, Father,” the boy again replied.  Confused, the priest tasted it again, and sitting back with a grin said, “I know, it’s a nice bottle of tequila.”  “No, Father, it isn’t.”  The priest, now confused, and a bit embarrassed, said, “Then what is it?”  The boy replied, “It’s a puppy.” 

All of us Christians have our belief blinders. They open our eyes to certain realities, but then close us off to what else God may be doing.  David Steindl-Rast once said that we hold our beliefs firmly but gently so that we can become open to God’s surprise.  Our beliefs are like an egg.  Hold onto them too tightly and they crack, making a mess.  Hold onto them too loosely they fall and break, making a mess.  We hold our beliefs firmly enough to let them guide us, but not so firmly that they become useless.  To be a Christian means have a firm belief system that opens us to God, but at the same time not turning these beliefs into false idols that actually prevent us from seeing God and what God is doing. 

I see this same kind of belief blinders with non-Christians, too.  We are living in a culture that has an ever-growing anti-Christian bias.  So many today are declaring themselves to be agnostic or atheistic, and in the process have decided that Christianity specifically, and religion in general, have nothing to say to them.  They’ve developed such strong binders that they can’t see the value of what we believe, and especially of what we do.  They’ve closed off.  And in the process, they lump all of us into a box, labeling most of us as fools and hypocrites. 

I experienced this about a year ago.  I was invited by a friend to lunch with one of his friends, who he thought I might enjoy talking to me because of her and my counseling background.  He didn’t realize she was an agnostic/atheist, and it didn’t occur to him that she might have a problem with me being a pastor.  At first, she was very stand-offish.  As we talked about a wide range of topics—culture, politics, interests—she warmed up to me, and finally said, “Are you sure you’re a Christian?”  I laughed and said, “Yeah,… why?”  She replied, “Because when I was invited to lunch with a pastor, I figured I’d be having lunch with some Jerry Fallwell kind of person.  I didn’t know that Christians thought like you.”  Her beliefs had given her blinders. 

The magi are a model for us. We need our beliefs, whatever they are, to point us to God, but we also need to cultivate the ability to look outside of our beliefs to see what God is doing all around us.  That’s what the magi did.

 Is it what you do? 

Amen. 

How Old is Your New Year, by The Rev. Connie Frierson

How do you celebrate New Years? What New Years Traditions do you celebrate today or last night? I went to the Ball Drop in Harmony. It has the advantage of being 12 hours ahead of time so little grand nieces and nephews can celebrate early and get to bed before they are grumpy. I have a pork and sauerkraut in the Crockpot. I have a list of New Year’s resolutions. I’m wearing red underwear. These are my traditions. What are yours? Why do we do these things? We do traditions because they are fun. But more importantly, we do traditions and rituals to mark time as important. We use rituals and traditions to find meaning in life. We do traditions to remind us of who we are and where we come from. We do rituals because they ground us. They make us pause and think. We do rituals to tie the old with the new. We do traditions to celebrate the continuity of life and also the new pages and chapters of our life. As Christians we should be using traditions and ritual in a powerful way to bring the Holy into our lives.
     Our bible passage today is all about the new and the old. This story is about Simeon and Anna blessed with many, many years and a brand new baby Jesus. This story is about old, old traditions of the Jewish faith and a brand new thing that God is doing right now. This story points out how the Holy comes into ordinary traditions. Here in Luke we have our only accounts of some details in Jesus' early life. Although Luke is one of the most gifted storytellers of all time, he does not reveal these glimpses into Jesus' infancy just to give the Christian community fodder for fireside remembrances of Jesus' life. The event of Jesus' presentation at the temple and the prophesies of Simeon and Anna are told to show that the Holy is at work. The point here is not fireside tales, but faith's firepower. Luke uses this story to weave the birth narrative of Jesus with the story of the great prophet Samuel's own birth and the story of God’s deliverance of the slaves in Egypt. Luke takes two separate rituals here, merging them together. The first ritual was "purification” of Mary and the second ritual was “dedication” of Jesus. The first ritual was Mary's ritual purification after the birth of a child. 

As detailed in Leviticus 12:1-8, a woman was considered unclean for 40 days after the baby's birth, and thus, unable to enter the temple. Actually, I like to think that in childbirth a woman encounters the Holy and needs some time off from all other duties. So this period allows for some mommy time. But at the end of 40 days the mother was to bring a lamb, or two pigeons or two turtledoves to the temple as a sacrifice and a sign that she was once again ritually clean. Luke's details make it clear that Mary and Joseph are, at least at this point in their lives, quite poor -- for instead of a lamb, Mary brings instead two doves.
     But while the baby Jesus did not have to be present for this ceremony, he did need to be brought to the temple for another reason. Symbolic of the living link binding Jews to their great history of exodus from Egypt, all first- born male infants were automatically considered dedicated to the Lord's service. This tradition recalled the miraculous night in which all the first- born sons of Egypt were destroyed by Yahweh's hand, but the Hebrew children were "passed over," and saved by the Lord. After acknowledging Jesus' first-born status and dedicating him to the Lord, Joseph and Mary were required to offer five shekels in order to "buy" him back from temple service. But Luke doesn’t mention any five shekels. Jesus is dedicated to the Lord’s service in the same way that the little boy Samuel was dedicated. We sophisticates of the twenty first century don’t hear this story with the same years as a Jew in the time of Luke would have heard. In the first century the audience would have heard the echos of the great exodus from Egypt and the Passover story of God’s salvation. In the first century the listener would have heard the echos of the story of little Samuel being called by God in the temple. Hannah was barren and longed for and prayed for a child. When God answered her prayer with the gift of baby boy Hannah brought the baby Samuel to the temple and dedicated him to God’s service. And there in the temple with Jesus was another Hannah. The prophetess Anna is a Greek form of the name Hannah. So read carefully. Jesus is dedicated to the Lord just as Samuel was. This story shows who Jesus was, what God has done in the past and what God will do in the future. This is the best sort of tradition. It brings together old and new, the past and the future. It reminds us of the Holy thing God is doing now.
     So how as Christians do we make rituals significant? Let’s figure this out because without God at the center of our rituals they become dead dogma and rote obligations. There is a story about a woman who always cut the end off the roast for Christmas. She did this because her mom did this, and her grandmother did it. But one Christmas she asked her grandmother why they always cut that end off the roast. And the grandmother answered that she only had a roaster that was only so long and she cut the end off to fit in that old roaster. So all these years, they had been doing a silly thing that no longer had any real meaning. How do we use traditions that don’t uselessly cut the end off the roast? We want something better. We need a tradition that is alive with meaning. How do we use tradition to put us in a place where we acknowledge God, give thanks to God and draw all of our life into a celebration of God with us, Immanuel? You see that is what was happening to the holy family, the rituals that brought them to the temple put them in exactly the right place to hear the amazing prophesies about Jesus. That is what good traditions do, they put us in the right place to encounter God.
     One way to use traditions to open us up to God is to follow Jesus advice, become like little children. Be thrilled with both the new and the old. Christmas is a marvelous example of how to do this. Kids love surprises, the new. But kids love ritual and tradition too. On Christmas day did any of you sleep in until noon? No the shining surprise of what might be under the tree got everyone out of bed. Yet in the midst of the new surprise there was the comfort and warmth of the same Christmas brunch or the present that you get every year, like the Christmas jammies, or the familiar ornaments that all have a story. A child’s eye view on life always asks the question, “why.” So ask the questions that get to why you do the celebrations you do. When you are eating pork and sauerkraut you remember that this is because you are thankful for the plenty that pork represents and the fertility and new things that cabbage represents. If you ask the question why and you don’t get a good answer, you need to change your tradition. You need to re-tradition.
     One of the best things about children is acceptance that a kid is a kid. You accept that you are a child, a child of God. Jesus came as the literal child of God so that we could all become children of God. So as a child you have to have a little humility and you have to trust your parent. Jesus said you must become like little children to enter the kingdom of heaven. Philip Schroder paraphrased that this way, “Verily, Verily I say unto you, there will be no grown ups in heaven.” The good news is that it doesn’t matter how old you are you can always be the child of God. You can be part of the old, old story of God’s love and healing and part of the New Year that God is preparing for you. Simeon and Anna were chronologically gifted, really ancient for their day. But God opened their eyes to what God was doing right there before them in a new baby boy and what God would do in the future. It is never too late to re-tradition a good tradition. Simeon’s words of praise to God is a prayer the church has used for two thousand years. Yet this cry from the heart can be new to us. Simeon’s prayer is called the Nunc Dimittis which is Latin for permission to depart. This is the prayer. Master, now you are dismissing your servant in peace, according to your word; For my eyes have seen your salvation, Which you have prepared in the presence of all peoples, A light for revelation to the Gentiles and for glory to your people Israel. This old, old, traditional prayer can become a new prayer when we use tradition well. When we use it to say yes, we are servants of God, When we pray from the heart that we are free to go in peace. We are free to lay down at night in peace, to get up in peace, to go about the work of our day in peace. Let’s use this prayer to help us remember when our eyes have seen the salvation. We review our day or our life and say yes that is when I saw God’s salvation. Let’s use this prayer to know that God’s light is for all peoples. Simeon’s prayer new when he said them but now 2000 years old can be new again if we pray them with God’s spirit.
     G. K. Chesterton said, “The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul” So what traditions or rituals or daily habits will you use to remind yourself that you have a new soul? Will you give thanks in your coming and going from your house? Will you ask that you honor God in all you do at your work or school? Will you look for the thrill of what gift God has set before you? Amen.

Listening to Isaiah: A Shoot from a Stump




Isaiah 11:1-5
December 18, 2011

A shoot shall come out from the stump of Jesse, and a branch shall grow out of his roots. The spirit of the Lord shall rest on him, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and might, the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord. His delight shall be in the fear of the Lord. He shall not judge by what his eyes see, or decide by what his ears hear; but with righteousness he shall judge the poor, and decide with equity for the meek of the earth; he shall strike the earth with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips he shall kill the wicked. Righteousness shall be the belt around his waist, and faithfulness the belt around his loins.

2500 years ago, the prophet Isaiah set a tone for the Jewish, and later the Christian, faith that ever since has been foundational to our beliefs.  He used a poetic image to describe the nature of our faith.  He said, “A shoot shall come out from the stump of Jesse, and a branch shall grow out of his roots.”

Quiz time.  What did he mean by this?  Who was Jesse, and why would a shoot come out of his stump?  You may not know it, but you do remember Jesse.  Jesse was King David’s father.  And if you remember the story of the prophet Samuel in the Old Testament, Samuel was led to Jesse in Bethlehem to find the next king, and he found David among Jesse’s sons.  Isaiah was speaking to Jews after the kingdom of Judea had been conquered by the Babylonians, and all the artisans, scholars, and anyone with a skill, had been transported 700 miles to serve as slaves in Babylon.  Everything was dark and seemed hopeless. Isaiah was saying that even though the lineage of David, and therefore Jesse, had seemed to have been wiped out, there was still hope.

He was comparing Israel to a mighty tree that had been cut down, but had the potential for new life will grow out of it.  Israel had been a mighty tree, much like an oak, that had been cut down by the Babylonians.  But new life was already emerging.  It was small, and barely perceptible by the Israelites, but it was growing.  They needed to have faith and hope. 

Christian scholars have debated for centuries what Isaiah meant by our passage.  Was he actually prophesying Jesus’ coming?  Was he simply telling the Jews something about their fate after their exile to Babylon?  Was it something else?  Regardless of what he was referring to back then, one thing is undeniable.  He was describing the nature of Jewish and Christian faith then and now, which is that with God nothing is ever dead.  God is always working to renew life, and to resurrect out of death something new.  With any death begins the process of new life.

Ultimately he was saying that our faith, and the Jewish faith that it is built upon, is a Cinderella faith.  Embedded in our faith is the idea that no matter how bad things get, no matter how desperate they seem, God is always there to redeem us, restore us, renew us, and resurrect us. 

Christianity, at its core, is always looking for something new to come out of even the worst situations.  The post-World War II pastor, Dietrich, understood this facet of Christian faith.  At the end of World War II, he helped many devastated and hopeless Germans deal with the terrible things they had done during the war.  Pastor Dietrich was instrumental in helping them heal their wounds.  He was one of them.  He had done terrible things himself, and like them he was complicit in all the terrible things the Nazis had done prior to and during the war.  Yet after the war he preached a consistent message of God’s grace, love, and forgiveness, all of which he had experienced during the war.  God had transformed him from a Nazi animal to a man of love.  How did he become such a caring presence?  It all started in the early years of the war when he had been part of the infantry in the German army as they battled the Russians. 

It was the winter of 1941.  Terrible battles were being waged as the Germans penetrated further and further into Russia.  If you know anything about the German army’s attack against the Russians, you know that they were incredibly naïve in how they did it.  They attacked in mid-summer, giving themselves little time before winter, and the Russian winter was one of Russia’s greatest defenses.  Winter came and the German army became bogged down. 

Also, the Russian army had a particular defensive strategy that worked perfectly against the Germans, albeit a defense that was grounded on a massive disregard for Russian casualties.  The Germans had perfected the blitzkrieg strategy in which they would mobilize their air force, infantry, and tank cavalry to quickly break through enemy lines, thus taking over lands before the defenders knew what was happening.  The Russian army didn’t react the way other armies did, by putting up a massive wall of resistance, forcing the Germans to break through, and then caving quickly once the Russians did break through.  Instead, they deployed their army into successive wide and narrow defensive lines that could be easily broken through, each line about ½ a mile apart, forming ten or twelve lines. 

The Germans would easily break through the first line, and then attack the following line.  But each time the line that had been broken through would fall back and fortify the line behind them.  As the Germans penetrated further, they not only found each line becoming stronger with the support of the previous lines, but the previous lines falling back could also attack the sides and back of the German army, thus surrounding them and cutting them off.  Typically the Germans would penetrate through to the fifth or sixth line and then find themselves bogged down and encircled.  What seemed like a successful thrust towards victory could easily leave German troops caught behind enemy lines with little hope for support as the Russian Army surged forward. 

During one particular battle the Russian army fell back time and time again, and suddenly they surged forward in a massive counterattack.  As a result, a Nazi soldier, Dietrich, found himself stranded behind enemy lines.  He was confused, frozen, and terrified.  He knew that the Russians treated their prisoners horribly.  So he scrambled through the forest, anxiously trying to make it back to the German lines.  Exhausted and cold, he eventually came across a small hut with a wisp of smoke escaping from its chimney. 

He burst through the door only to find a tiny, poor, old Russian woman eating her dinner.  He angrily pushed her aside as he ransacked the house, looking for hidden dangers.  As he turned back toward the woman, he was surprised to find her holding out a dish of food for him.  Dietrich grabbed the plate out of her hands and greedily slurped down the food.  Much to his surprise, the old woman gave him more, and she took care of him for the next three days.  No matter how harshly he treated her, she responded with warmth and love.  Why was she doing this?  What made it even more puzzling was that if caught, she was certain to be shot for hiding a German soldier.  Why would she do this for an enemy?

Finally, Dietrich decided that it was time to try and reach the German lines.  Before he left, though, he had to know why she treated him so well when he had treated her so badly.  Though they did not understand a word of each other’s language, he finally was able to communicate his question:  “Why have you taken care of me when I have treated you so poorly?”  Her answer was simple and direct.  She pointed to a crucifix on the wall.  She had treated him this way because she loved God, and she knew that God loved Dietrich.  Her vision was so God-bathed that she did not see in Dietrich as an enemy.  She saw in him a child of God who was scared, hungry, and helpless.  And it was God’s love in her that called her to treat Dietrich with love, forgiveness, and compassion.

This woman’s love for God had a profound effect on Dietrich.  For the rest of the war, he reflected on the woman’s kindness and her faith.  He wanted something like that in his life.  How could he get it?  He decided that turning his life over to Christ was the only answer.  Her love for God allowed him to love God also.  And so after the war he pursued God, and eventually became a Lutheran pastor so that he could serve God in providing the German people with the same kind of love, forgiveness, and compassion that the Russian woman had given him.  Dietrich had been resurrected and renewed, and he helped the German people become resurrected and renewed, too. 

We are a resurrection people in more ways than one.  We follow a faith that says that nothing is ever hopeless, nothing is ever a lost cause, if we have faith in God.  This is a stump faith, a faith that says that no matter how dead things seem to be, God can always bring new life. 

Do you have a stump faith?  A faith that believes in God no matter what, that hopes no matter what, and that is prepared for new life no matter what?  Through Death? Divorce? Unemployment?  Illness?  Depression?  Struggle?  The thing you need to hold onto is that a shoot can grow out of the stump of your life, but you have believe.  Amen. 

Listening to Isaiah: Making All Things Right


Isaiah 61:1-11
December 11, 2011


The spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me; he has sent me to bring good news to the oppressed, to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and release to the prisoners; to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to provide for those who mourn in Zion— to give them a garland instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the mantle of praise instead of a faint spirit. They will be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, to display his glory.
They shall build up the ancient ruins, they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations. Strangers shall stand and feed your flocks, foreigners shall till your land and dress your vines; but you shall be called priests of the Lord, you shall be named ministers of our God; you shall enjoy the wealth of the nations, and in their riches you shall glory. Because their shame was double, and dishonor was proclaimed as their lot, therefore they shall possess a double portion; everlasting joy shall be theirs. For I the Lord love justice, I hate robbery and wrongdoing; I will faithfully give them their recompense, and I will make an everlasting covenant with them. Their descendants shall be known among the nations, and their offspring among the peoples; all who see them shall acknowledge that they are a people whom the Lord has blessed.
I will greatly rejoice in the Lord, my whole being shall exult in my God; for he has clothed me with the garments of salvation, he has covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decks himself with a garland, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. For as the earth brings forth its shoots, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to spring up, so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to spring up before all the nations.

Some of you many know this already, many may not, but I have the privilege of being an adjunct faculty member at Pittsburgh Theological seminary, teaching classes at the master and doctoral levels.  In the classes I teach, the grades are always based on a final, 20-25 page paper.  The requirements of my papers are a bit different from most college or graduate school academic papers.  Those are academic papers in which the students must assert a theory or idea, and then cite material backing up their idea.  I ask my students to write a paper reflecting on a time in their lives when they felt God clearly transforming them in some way.  They are still academic papers because they have to apply what they’ve read and heard in lectures on their reflections, but the heart of their papers is a transforming experience of God.

As a result, I get to read some truly inspiring and amazing papers.  None was more inspiring than what Pastor Sarah wrote in her paper (Sarah’s not her real name, but I did get permission to share her story) for a class I did over the past year.

Sarah is an associate pastor of a large church.  She wrote that on a grey October day a number of years ago she stood on the front steps of her church pondering her fate.  Looking down the street to the left she thought to herself that if she started walking right then, in fifteen minutes she would be in the emergency room of the city hospital, where she could then check herself into the psychiatric ward.  Looking to her right, she saw her car and thought to herself she was just a fifteen-minute ride from home, where a kitchen knife was waiting for her, one that she could use take her own life.  Her husband was away for the weekend, so there would be no one there to stop her.  She stood on the step, paralyzed, not knowing what to do. 

She thought about the hospital option, and realized that if she chose it she would be committing career suicide.  What church would want a pastor suffering from mental problems?  People expect their pastors to have it together and to be free of problems.  Who wants a pastor with problems, especially a suicidal pastor?  

On the other hand, if she went home she would be committing physical suicide.  It wouldn’t be too hard.  She had already been a cutter for years.  All it would mean is cutting deeper.  If you don’t know what “cutting” is, it’s a condition that many people have struggled with, especially teens and young adults.  The best understanding of it is that people cut themselves with razors and knives in hidden places as a way of creating a small crisis that they can handle, which takes their minds away from large crises that they feel helpless against.  Sarah felt helpless against her large crisis, so cutting helped her deal with it.  But cutting was no longer working.

Sarah’s dark secret?  She suffered from perfectionism.  She had been striving for perfection her whole life.  In high school, college, and seminary she had always gotten top grades.  In fact, she had won several awards in seminary for her achievements.  As an associate pastor, she was constantly complimented on how hard she worked, how much she devoted herself to the church, and how great she was.  What they didn’t know was that to accomplish all this she had to put in 80 to 90 hour weeks.  It didn’t matter that her husband kept pleading with her to take time for their marriage, or at least for herself.  She was serving God, and that didn’t leave much time for anything else. 

Being that perfect had a cost.  The price she was paying was the growing sense that she was a shell, a fraud, trying to make up for her broken interior with a perfect exterior—perfect in behavior and appearance.  She felt hollow inside.  She couldn’t pray to God or read the Bible because she was just too busy.  Prayer was for people with time on their hands, and she was too busy cultivating an ideal to pray.

As she struggled on the steps, she caught something of a vision.  For some reason she began to think about Jesus suffering on the cross, and as she did she recognized that she was being crucified, too.  Jesus had been crucified by the Romans and the Jews.  She was being crucified by her desire for perfection.  She had been serving a false god, and it was now all falling apart.  She realized that she needed a resurrection, a transformation into a whole new way of living.  She walked to her car, and sitting behind the wheel she wept.  Amidst the tears were prayers for God to help her find a new way, a way without perfection, but a way of trust, compassion, and balance.  She could no longer live life the way she had, and she was giving to God her imperfect “perfect” life, asking God to transform her.

The next day she called the chaplain at the hospital and asked to meet with him.  Thus began a several year span in which she met with him weekly, pouring out her heart and soul.  Through this process she discovered a new way of being a pastor, a person, and a wife.  She discovered that there was no perfection in ministry or life.  Instead, there was a way of serving in which we can become available to God in everything.  So instead of keeping detailed lists of everything she had to do, she immersed herself in prayer.  She’d come to work, asking God, “What would you have me do today.”  If she prayed and had a sense that this or that person should be visited, that’s what she would do.  She took time for herself and for her marriage.  She spent time praying and reading.  And slowly her life got better.

Along with this new approach, she noticed that she was working less but accomplishing more. She discovered that when she was more balanced and grounded in God, it seemed like God was working through her.  Her ministry was no longer just her own.  She was letting God work through her, and it made all the difference in the world.  As long as she was in charge, she was crushed by her burdens, but when she let God be in charge, her burdens lightened incredibly and her life became a joy.  

Pastor Sarah discovered that when we truly place our lives in God’s hands, things work out and God makes us better.  She discovered the very message that Isaiah was preaching in our passage:  trust God, put yourself and your burdens into God’s hands, and things will work out for the better. 

Unfortunately we all excel at holding onto our struggles, or at least at putting them into God’s hands and then taking them back by keeping a tether tied to them so that as we walk away we can pull them back along with us.  The great Quaker writer, Hannah Whitall Smith, wrote about our struggle to give God our burdens.  She said that we are like a man walking from town to town, carrying a heavy burden.  And God is like another man, who pulls up in a large, horse-drawn cart, saying to him, “Oh, your burden looks so heavy, and you seem so tired.  Would you like me to give you a ride to the next town?”  The man accepts, gratefully, and climbs into the cart.  But the burden remains on his back.  The driver says, “Why don’t you place your burden in the back of the cart?”  And the burdened man says, “Oh no, it’s enough that you are willing to give me a ride.  You don’t have to carry my burden, too.” 

This is how we are with so much of life.  We have all sorts of small and large burdens we’re willing to talk with God about, but when it comes to giving them to God we hold back. I think one reason that we have such a hard time giving God our burdens is that we don’t think we know how.  Too many people assume that giving God our burdens means sitting back and doing nothing. That’s not what it means at all.  Giving God our burdens means giving God the anxiety we hold over issues we face, asking God to help us in knowing what to do about our burdens, trying our best to listen for God’s guidance, and then following what we sense God is calling us to do, doing the best we can. 

My guidance for giving God our burdens comes from Proverbs 3:5-6:  “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not rely on your own insights.  In all your ways acknowledge God and God will make straight your paths.”  What this passage is saying is that giving God our burdens means giving God the anxiety we hold toward our burdens, and then trying to get our thinking in line with God.  The point, though, is not necessarily being perfect in figuring out what God wants.  God cares much more about our intentions that about our actual actions.  What I mean is that God cares much more that we want to follow God’s will than about how well we actually follow God’s will.  If our heart is in the right place, and we’re really trying to rely on God’s insights, then God will make our paths straight, even if what we are doing isn’t really what God wants.  In other words, God makes straight our paths based on the depth of our desire and intent, not on the merits of our actions.

The whole idea of placing our burdens in God’s hands is central to Isaiah.  He didn’t just want to limit it to burdens.  Isaiah called on people to ground all of their thinking in God. The people of his age had a hard time doing that, and little has changed since then.  We have a hard time grounding our thinking in God, and one of the main reasons is that we have a hard time building a foundation to our thinking that is actually grounded in what God wants. 

I don’t think I understood what building a God foundation to our thinking before studying with Adrian van Kaam.  He had a model for understanding our thinking that was brilliant.  He said that much of our thinking is like a pyramid in which we place certain ideologies, philosophies, and theologies at the foundation that influence all the others built on top of them.  What we place at the foundation will then influence and trickle through all of our other thoughts.  For example, if we place being conservative or liberal at the foundation, then our Christianity will become either conservative or liberal first, Christian second.  This is true for every kind of Christianity.  Whatever adjective we place before our Christian faith demonstrates what’s at our foundations, whether that be Evangelical, Pentecostal, Catholic, Presbyterian, or any other.  So, if we are a “liberal” Christian, or an “Evangelical” Christian, it means that we are liberal or Evangelical first, Christian second.  The result is that sometimes we act in ways that aren’t truly Christian because we’ve lost our connection with an authentic Christianity.  We’re trying to be liberal or evangelical, not Christian.

A lot of Christians don’t really place their Christianity at their foundations at all. They are Republican or Democrats first, conservative or liberal second, and Christian way down the line.  When that happens, their Christian faith becomes extremely limited because they can only see Christianity from a narrow perspective as it reflects only Republican, conservative, or Democratic, liberal thought, with a smattering of Christian. 

Van Kaam taught is that if we are truly to follow God’s guidance and thinking, we have to start by placing our Christian faith at our foundations, and let that influence everything else.  This is hard for many of us to do because we are something else at our foundations.  But this is what Isaiah was calling for:  to place God, especially our understanding of God from our deepest faith tradition, at our foundation so that this will help us to hear God and understand God’s will. 

Pastor Sarah did something very similar.  She had been placing a certain kind of perfectionism and work ethic at her foundations, but in that moment on the steps, in becoming open to God, she placed her faith at her foundation.  And it changed the whole way she say everything in her life.  It transformed her.  Because she did this, God accepted her burdens and slowly made everything all right. 

As we close, I want you to reflect on some questions:  What do you do with your burdens?  Do you give them to God or hold onto them tightly?  What’s the foundation of your thinking?  Is it God, or is it something else? 

            Amen. 

Listening to Isaiah: We Are Like Grass

Isaiah 40:1-11 December 4, 2011 Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and cry to her that she has served her term, that her penalty is paid, that she has received from the Lord’s hand double for all her sins. A voice cries out: “In the wilderness prepare the way of the Lord, make straight in the desert a highway for our God. Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill be made low; the uneven ground shall become level, and the rough places a plain. Then the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all people shall see it together, for the mouth of the Lord has spoken.” A voice says, “Cry out!” And I said, “What shall I cry?” All people are grass, their constancy is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God will stand forever. Get you up to a high mountain, O Zion, herald of good tidings; lift up your voice with strength, O Jerusalem, herald of good tidings, lift it up, do not fear; say to the cities of Judah, “Here is your God!” See, the Lord God comes with might, and his arm rules for him; his reward is with him, and his recompense before him. He will feed his flock like a shepherd; he will gather the lambs in his arms, and carry them in his bosom, and gently lead the mother sheep. I don’t know if you are a fan of the television show, Seinfeld. I suspect that many of you are. It was a brilliant comedy that managed to stay fresh year in and year out. It was one of the few shows that actually went out on top of its game, even after airing for 11 years. The show was brilliant because it made fun of the little quirks that make us human and flawed. The characters each had their own foibles, and never seemed to grow beyond them. What made the show really hilarious was that they were like us on our bad days on steroids. Laughing at them was laughing at ourselves. Pretty much everyone who watched Seinfeld has a favorite episode. Mine was the Soup Nazi episode. In this episode, a soup stand opens up in Manhattan, and it offers amazing soup. The place is packed everyday, but the owner has a quirk. He likes order. So to buy the soup you have to stand in line in the proper way, you’re not allowed to talk in line, and you have to place your quickly and perfectly. If you didn’t do it exactly right, the owner would shout out to you, “No soup for you!” If you argued, he would say, “No soup for you,… ONE YEAR!” The idea of the Soup Nazi was actually taken from a real-life stand in Manhattan, one that still exists. When our family visited NYC last Christmas, I made everyone go to it, just so we could have the Soup Nazi experience. What I didn’t realize was that there was no place to sit, so we ended up at another soup place, conveniently situated across the street. But this isn’t the episode I want to talk about. I want to talk about the Opposite George episode, the one that reminded me so much of Isaiah. In this episode, George, a short, stocky, balding, persistently neurotic and self-destructive guy, gets an insight. He’s complaining one day to Jerry and Elaine, while sitting in their favorite corner coffee shop, that all his instincts about life are wrong, and that’s why he can’t keep a job, an apartment, or a girlfriend. Jerry tells him, “If every instinct is wrong, maybe you should just do the opposite.” George snickers at the idea, and then realizes that Jerry’s right. He should do everything the opposite. So George gets started by ordering a chicken salad sandwich on rye instead of his typical tuna salad on wheat. As he’s eating his sandwich, he notices a very attractive woman staring at him. Doing the opposite of what he’d normally do, George walks up to her and says, “I can’t help but notice you looking at me.” She says, “Yes, I noticed you ordered the same sandwich as me.” George looks at her and says, “My name is George, I’m unemployed, and I live with my parents.” Flirtatiously she smiles and says, “Who ARE you?” Later, George is on a date with her at the movies. Two tough-looking thugs are in the seat behind them, cracking jokes, kicking George’s and his date’s chairs, irritating everyone. George, who’s normally a coward, stands up, turns around, and says, “Hey, KNOCK IT OFF! If you don’t knock it off, I’m going to take you outside and show you some manners. And if you don’t believe me, try me. I would LOVE to show you what I mean. And don’t test me because I’m a dangerous man!” They immediately cower as the movie crowd gives George an ovation. His date looks at him and says, “Who ARE you, George Costanza?” The final scene takes place in the offices of the New York Yankees. George, recognizing that his normal instincts would keep him from ever applying for his dream job of working for he Yankees, decides to interview for a job. He goes to the interview dressed in jeans, a flannel shirt, and a down vest. He tells the interviewer that he has no skills for the job, and the man is close to kicking him out of his office. That’s when George Steinbrenner, owner of the Yankees, comes down the hall. The interviewer introduces George to Steinbrenner. Instead of shaking hands with Steinbrenner, George looks at him and says, “Mr. Steinbrenner, you have made a mockery of this team. Your ego has caused you to bring down this storied and once-proud organization (at the time the Yankees weren’t doing so well). You have micromanaged this organization into a shadow of it’s once-proud self. What do you have to say for yourself?” Steinbrenner pauses and says to the interviewer, “HIRE this man!” Opposite George has triumphed. So why do I bring up Opposite George? Because I couldn’t help thinking about him while thinking about our passage from Isaiah this morning. Isaiah was kind of an Opposite Guy. Actually, that’s not quite accurate. Most biblical scholars recognize that there really wasn’t one Isaiah. There were probably three, two of whom might have been apprentices—one to the original Isaiah, and one to the second Isaiah. But we don’t know for sure. What we do know is that if one prophet, Isaiah, wrote this, then He would have had to be writing for ten years prior to the Jewish exile to Babylon, then write all during the 70 years of the exile, and then be writing after the exile. Not likely. Anyway, why would I say that Isaiah is Opposite Guy? Because Isaiah never seemed to deliver the message you would expect. He always seemed to offer the opposite. Prior to the Babylonian exile, things were actually going well for Israel. Assyria, which had dominated Israel for 80 years, was weakened. Israel was becoming stronger nationally and economically. People were doing much better, but Isaiah was delivering a message of gloom and doom, earning him their scorn. Then, when the Babylonians conquered Israel, sending them into exile, they were desperate for a message of hope. But Isaiah poured salt into their wounds, saying that they were being punished for their lack of faith—for their sin. Then Isaiah, in the midst of their exile, turned around and offered words of hope, when they expected more gloom and doom. When they were set free (actually, the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of the original exiles were set free), they returned to Israel to find it a mess. They had hoped to find the Temple in it’s original condition, and Jerusalem a still-beautiful city. Instead, everything was a mess. Jerusalem looked like a slum, and most of the Temple had been torn down. They expected Isaiah to offer more words of gloom, but Isaiah told them that this was a great thing, and that they should be hopeful. God was with them, and everything would be all right. The thing about prophets like Isaiah is that they see things with a wisdom that most of us humans can’t see or won’t see. We don’t see with this kind of wisdom because we think too conventionally and commonly. We’re too wrapped up in what I call world think. We think in the ways either of the world in general, or of the groups we identify with, think. We think in terms of what we would like to see, what would seem to benefit us the most, or what seems “normal” to us. Prophets see things more from God’s perspective. Since they are passionate about what God wants, they refuse to be trapped by human perspectives. Isaiah’s connection with God led him to be what I call a hopeful realist. Like an optimist he was ever hopeful, but like a pessimist, he was rooted in the way things really were. He recognized that with God all things really do work out well in the end, but that at the same time, all things do end. He understood that with God there is always hope, but there is also a reality to life—we all die, and bad things do happen. It’s what led him to say to the Israelites both, Comfort, O comfort my people, and All people are grass. He was telling people that God was working in their lives, so live in hope. But don’t lose a grasp on the way things are because like the grass and the flowers, life does fade. I think the trouble with a lot of people is that they want the first perspective without the second. They want comfort, but not reality. Isaiah understood that real wisdom comes from having faith in God, while recognizing our own finitude—while recognizing our own mortality and the reality of death. Back in the 1970s a profound, Pulitzer Prize winning book was written by Ernst Becker, called The Denial of Death. In the book, Becker wrote about how we all deny death. It’s what allows us to accomplish what we accomplish in life. He said that all of us live with the false sense that somehow we will be the exception, overcome death, and live forever. The younger we are, the more we deny death. So we treat all of our own projects and pursuits as though they have some sort of eternal significance. It’s what leads us to believe that our beliefs, our accomplishments, our achievements are SO important. This denial of death leads us to problems of self-importance, while acceptance leads to humility and being grounded. The latter is what leads to a better life, even if the process of getting there is painful as we admit our mortality. Our passage reminds me a lot of a column I read Friday by one of my favorite political pundits, David Brooks. David Brooks is a conservative columnist who writes for the New York Times. What I like about him is that while he has a conservative perspective, he refuses to be trapped in that perspective. I find that most political columnists, no matter how smart of clever they are, can’t see beyond their rigid ideologies. Brooks recognizes the limits of his perspectives, and you can tell that he is a life-long learner who is always willing to question his own thinking. In his column this past Friday, he wrote about what he learned from those over 70 who responded to his request for them to send them their "Life Reports." He asked them to write about their regrets, their perspectives, and their happiness. Here are some of the lessons he learned from them: 1. Divide your life into chapters: In other words, be able to turn the page on the past. Those who were happiest didn’t let the past capture them, leaving them stuck in what they didn’t do, or what was done to them. When they went through a bad period, they looked at it as just that. And when it was over, they turned the page and moved on, closing that chapter of their lives. In that way they were able to, in a sense, continually recreate themselves. This is what Isaiah called on the Israelites to do—recreate themselves. Begin anew. Don’t let the pain of Babylon or the challenge of ruins hold you back. God is with you, so move forward. That’s his message to us, too. 2. You can't control other people (And, I’d add, your situation): The people who were happiest understood this. They knew that people are people, and they don’t do what we want. So work with them rather than trying to control them. Where this is often hardest is as parents. We want to control our kids so that they can live life without pain and make good decisions—or just to make life easier for us. But as our kids get older, they get harder to control. Especially as teenagers they seem to excel at being Opposite Guys and Gals themselves. Isaiah understood this about his own people. Even God couldn’t control the Israelites, so God let them suffer the consequences of their actions. And then God invited them to rejoin God in recreating Israel. 3. Lean toward risk: Those who were happiest didn’t live in fear but were willing to take risks, even when they were older. They didn’t live in fear and anxiety over what they could lose. Instead, they were willing to try new things. Again, much like what Isaiah was calling the Jews to do. 4. Work within institutions, not outside them: This is an especially important lesson for today. We live in an age in which everyone distrusts institutions, whether they are the government, schools, or churches. But the happiest people were ones who worked with others within institutions to make life better for everyone. They were civic-minded, realizing that institutions, when done properly, make life better. This is a huge lesson for people today who say they are spiritual but not religious. Becoming happy means becoming spiritual and religious, because if you aren’t you end up just becoming a lone ranger who really doesn’t work with others to make the world a better place. Think of all that the church does in ministry and mission. This is what institutions do—they get people to work together. And this is what Isaiah was calling on the Israelites to do. Isaiah had a message for the Israelites and for us: Don’t live in the past and in fear, don’t try to control others, take a risk every once in awhile, and work well with others. The question is whether we’re listening to Isaiah. Amen.