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Isn’t it wonderful that the world claims a new start each January? There is all that talk about making resolutions for the New Year. People resolve to improve their life, do things differently, and be a better person. Personally, I don’t go in for the New Year resolutions. Instead, I like to use the New Year as a way of examining covenants.
It seems to me that we need to be more concerned about the condition of our covenant with God. How are we living out the principles of God’s Kingdom? For Christians, how are we embodying the message of Jesus? For those in the Methodist tradition, are we living in accord with the guidelines of Wesleyan teachings? These are the questions that help me begin to determine my journey for the coming year.
God’s Kingdom, according to scripture, is an existence where humans depend totally upon God for guidance and purpose. Many times we seek to be self-sufficient, and sometimes push God to the back burner. To be totally dependent on God’s guidance means that we will sometimes be forced to stretch our faith in response to God’s call. We will sometimes have to go against our humans desires to fulfill God’s divine intention. We will have to be Kingdom people first.
The message of Jesus is a tough one that continues to evolve around us. Jesus was one of those amazing examples of a person accepting everyone, including the people that some would discriminate against. Jesus even accepted people outside his own faith because they were children of God, and demonstrated faith better than most. Jesus was able to love in the midst of hate and cruelty. He also said that if we were true disciples, we would do even greater things than he did on this earth. That is a rather tall order.
Wesleyan theology calls faithful disciples into the world to minister to all people. While that is a wonderful statement, it is very demanding to live out each day. We are challenged to show compassion to all people from the suffering poor to the amazingly wealthy. It would be so much easier to simply deal with those who are like us, but that is not the calling of the Methodist tradition. We are called to seek peace with justice in all areas of life.
A resolution just won’t do it for me. I need a covenant. I need a binding agreement between God and me - something that will hold me accountable. It may be found that I can’t handle all aspects of that covenant, but that does not mean condemnation. God’s amazing grace allows us to grow as disciples.
Resolutions come and go. A journey of faith requires something bigger. This New Year try a covenant with God, and journey further on the road of discipleship.
Peace,
Phil
On the evening of February 6 we will begin our journey of Lent with our Ash Wednesday Worship. This liturgy is designed to focus our attention on our mortality, and the vulnerability of the human situation.
This vulnerability is countered by the steadfast presence of a loving God who assures us of eternal life. The liturgy for this worship has been designed to demonstrate this reality, and offer a solid beginning for our journey. During this liturgy we will experience the imposition of ashes, cleansing, anointing, and the eucharist. Then, as an anointed people, we will begin the journey of Lent.
The season of Lent prepares the faithful for the events that occurred in Jerusalem during the final days of Jesus’ earthly ministry. This is a season of reflection as we experience the passion of Christ. This season also encourages us to reflect on the true nature of discipleship. Jesus’ actions and words continued to reveal his true nature, but the closest disciples failed to understand the meaning. This is not an example of failure so much as it is the nature of human beings.
Lent is a season of 40 days plus six Sundays. Many times people are surprised to hear that definition. But we must remember, as Martin Luther taught, “Every Sunday is a miniature Easter.” Therefore, on Sunday mornings we remain Easter people. While our liturgy is somewhat more reflective in nature, we continue to celebrate the fact that Christ is risen.
During the season of Lent I have the honor of teaching a class with our Music Director, Tom Andrew. This class will concentrate on the hymns of Charles Wesley. Together, Tom and I will attempt to explain how these hymns are interpreted theological, musically, and liturgically. This class will be held in the sanctuary each Sunday beginning at 11:30 a.m. It is our hope that this class, celebrating one of the most gifted hymn writers in the church’s history, will enhance your Lenten journey.
Shalom,
Phil
On February 12 it was my honor, at the invitation of Senator Nancy King, to offer the invocation for the State Senate in Annapolis. As a life long student of history, I found the experience to be a thrilling participation in the past, present and future of our state. It truly was an honor, and left me with many lingering emotions which I would like to share with you.
Upon entering the State House I was deeply impressed with the speed and efficiency of the security personnel. The weather was rather blustery on the 12th and Kay and I were not looking forward to standing in the cold wind. Much to my surprise we were through security, and in the lobby in a matter of minutes. I cannot explain how impressed I was at the efficiency. I have visited hospitals that are more difficult to enter, without nearly the efficiency in security.
This being my first visit to the State House, I was in awe of the marvelous architecture. There was an immediate sensation that this building housed a remarkable amount of history. I found myself wishing that the walls could speak the stories that had unfolded in the corridors. There was no feeling of a museum. This was a living part of history, and a profound sense of reverence was felt.
Upon entering the office of the Secretary of the Senate, we were amazed that the secretary greeted us by name. I was deeply concerned that I might actually “look” like a minister (that eliminates the possibility of going incognito). The pleasant lady assured me she was just on top of things. After signing the ledger, we were escorted to a lounge behind the Senate Chamber, and I felt as though we had journeyed back in time.
We were soon greeted by Nancy, who helped in relaxing me before the session. I was deeply impressed with the relaxed atmosphere, and personal interaction from everyone we met. Several plain clothes State Troopers checked in to make sure we were comfortable, and explain the details of the morning. Senator Mike Miller, President of the Senate, was a gracious host and allowed me to remain seated next to him during the session. The senators went about their business in a remarkable display of sincere representation of the citizens of Maryland. A tour of the senate offices, with Nancy, rounded out an amazing experience that I will cherish. I have never been more proud of our great state, and our elected officials. I have included my prayer for that day for your reading. You will notice that it was designed to be inclusive of all faiths represented in our state.
Peace, Phil
Pastor Phil’s Maryland Senate Prayer
We bow humbly before you, O Creator, and ask that your blessing rest upon this chamber.
We lift up to you these faithful servants who seek to uphold the sacred trust of the citizens of this great state. Keep them mindful, O God, that you call them to lead with a faithful reliance upon your divine wisdom. We are overwhelmed by the blessings you shower upon us, loving God. We give thanks for the beauty of this land, for the privileges we are afforded, for the rich diversity we so cherish, for the gift of freedom that has been establish through the sacrifice of our forefathers and foremothers.
We pray for all elected officials this day. Allow your spirit of grace to rest upon our governor, our representatives in congress, and especially upon our president. We earnestly pray for your protective presence to be with the men and women of our armed forces who place themselves in harm’s way. Keep them safe, Merciful One, and bring them home to us. End our warring ways and establish your peace with justice.
Our hearts offer thanks to you this day as we remember the faithful leadership of President Abraham Lincoln. Keep our political leaders mindful of his example, gracious Lord. Help them lead for the good of all people; give them the courage to disregard party lines and personal advancement in favor of leading with their hearts; strengthen them in bearing the weight of leadership; keep before them the duty for which they have been called – to represent the needs of our citizens with honor and integrity.
On this day we most especially ask that you guide the citizens of our state as they exercise that sacred privilege of voting. Raise up among us worthy leaders. Help them walk humbly in your Spirit of grace. Make us color blind, merciful God. No more red and blue. Unite us as a people who seek your guidance as we strive to be a symbol of freedom and justice for all people.
Walk with us this day, O God, and allow these moments of reflective supplication to guide our steps. Merciful Creator, make us one – make us yours.
Amen.
As I write this article life is providing an amazing demonstration of uncertainties. The liturgical year has entered Holy Week, when the first disciples were challenged to remain faithful in the midst of adversity. Outside flowers of spring have begun blooming, and birds sing while squirrels play joyfully. The sun scampers in and out of clouds. Rain fell for a few minutes earlier, and sleet hit the ground for a few seconds-A constant of change.
I find this experience to be reflective of life. As participants in the human condition, we are in a constant state of change - at least we are supposed to be in motion. The movement of life provides new opportunities for growth. As we grow, we will hopefully develop into more mature human beings. This is the basis of the Discipleship Adventure: progressive movement toward true discipleship.
As you read this article our Easter celebration will be part of your memory. However, that memory provides a foundation for the future. The Easter story is not an annual observance. The Christian faith calls us to celebrate the story of Easter each day. We are called to embraced the constantly changing world, and celebrate the gift of new life.
I encourage you to embrace that gift of grace, which comes directly from our Creator. Seek out new opportunities to grow in your discipleship. Affirm the abiding presence of God's Spirit in your life, and allow that affirmation to lead you in your adventure. Allow the constant changes of life to provide constant growth. In this manner we will grow stronger in our faith, and more diligent in our witness.
Shalom,
Phil
The beauty of creation's spring seems to have exploded around us! Familiar smells of flowers, freshly cut grass, and just after the rain bring smiles to faces. Then there are the sounds of birds returning to nest, squirrels raiding the hopper, and children playing in the yard. The cycle of creation';s life continues, and re-creates us along the way.
As part of the Tuesday evening adult education at Covenant Church, I have been offered the opportunity to teach a class that fits perfectly with this time of year. In May the second movie of The Chronicles of Narnia will be released in theaters. The title of the film is Prince Caspian. Many will remember the tremendous first film from this series, The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. From all indications, Prince Caspian proves to be even more exciting.
The Chronicles of Narnia were written by C. S. Lewis, Oxford professor and renowned Christian writer. The class I will be teaching will use the printed version of the story, supplemented by biblical lessons which Lewis sought to convey in his work. Additional information will be coming, but in the meantime I encourage all those interested to read through the book, and see the movie when it begins showing. We will spend five weeks examining this remarkable tale of renewal and celebration.
Peace,
Phil
Thoughts from the Tree House (Pastoral series) - September 2008
I have always been fascinated by the thought of tree houses. Perhaps that is because I grew up in the midst of a beautiful wooded area. Ironically I never had a tree house growing up. I was probably too busy investigating the woods, and playing with the animals that served as my childhood friends.
Since my age prohibits chasing after squirrels (I let my Westie, Max, take care of that responsibility), I have a wonderful tree house. Actually, it’s a private balcony off the master bedroom. The balcony, however, is shaded by a beautiful cherry tree, and a huge red oak. This is my sanctuary where I enjoy reading, writing, and laughing at squirrels as they play (and aggravate Max). During my retreats to the tree house I often muse about the world, and debate situations with Max, the squirrels, and God. For the next few months I will be sharing those musings with you.
Today I am fascinated with two events that are taking place simultaneously: the Olympics and the Little League World Series. The Olympics are always a wondrous time when the world pauses to enjoy the thrill of sporting competition. Theoretically this event is supposed to bring the world closer together. It would be nice if that were the case, but so often there is scandal. The world of gymnastics always seems to point out the hostility between countries. At the present time there is scandal about the ages of the Chinese competitors, and I must admit that I have never met 16 year olds who are still dealing with “baby” teeth.
There is also the scandal of the Swedish wrestler who rejected his bronze medal. The gentleman’s explanation was that he expected to win the gold. I think the proper response would be, “oops.” Sanctions are being imposed on that person at this time, but I think it would be more productive for that person to explain to the fourth place finisher why the bronze medal was so repulsive.
There is also the scandal of blood doping by a competitor in the air pistol competition. I am still waiting for someone to explain that one to me. I suppose his trigger finger was too slow. On the other hand (so to speak) perhaps he just wanted to give comedians some new material.
Then there is the Little League World Series. Thank God for children! This annual event is a beacon of hope for the world. Each player in the event wears a small patch on their left arm which reads, “I will not cheat.” I understand that it is just a patch, but that value runs much deeper. These youngsters live out that ethic for the world to see. They play a game for the fun of it, and relish the experience for the rest of their lives.
In one game a young man pitched a no hitter and lost. The pitcher’s response was, “Oh well.”
In another game a young man hit a scorching line drive, that would have given his team the lead, and another player made a spectacular diving catch to rob him of that lead. The batter congratulated the defensive player. Some say it was good sportsmanship. I say it was two very mature young men demonstrating to the world how we should respect others.
Where, then, does this musing lead us? It is fascinating that the world tries to come together every four years to (theoretically) celebrate our commonality as humans. At the same time, every year a group of children gather in Pennsylvania and celebrate the joy of being a family. I think Jesus was right: we learn from children what the kingdom of heaven is like. Perhaps we should study our children more so that we can learn to live in peace with the rest of our family.
From the tree house, Phil
Thoughts from the Tree House (Pastoral series) - October 2008
Years ago, while hosting soccer coaches from England, I was introduced to “Tea Time.” This activity occurs at 4:00 in the afternoon, and involves light cookies, perhaps some pastries, and of course a proper cup of tea. During “Tea” people take a break from the day’s activity and enjoy some relaxed time together. It is calming time that serves to reenergize people for the rest of the day. There is no time frame during “Tea.” You simply enjoy being together, and when you’re finished you go back to your work. It is very civilized activity.
It seems that this type of regenerating activity is making its way into the American consciousness through coffee houses. Starbucks has experienced great success, but my personal favorite is The Vintage Coffee House in Mount Airy. This quaint little shop is housed in one of the historic buildings of the town, and located on Main Street. A wide collection of seats are available ranging from over stuffed couches to theater seats and wooden straight-back chairs. It is the perfect place to sit with a friend and talk, while having a proper cup of tea or coffee.
During a recent visit to the coffee house I was fascinated by two tables. At one table a mother and daughter sat down with their drinks, and proceeded to say absolutely nothing to each other. They looked at everything in the coffee house except each other. Once they had finished their drinks they left with never speaking a word.
A second table sported two men with laptops and cell phones. One gentleman answered his cell phone as they arrived. When the call was completed he told the second man that he would send him a record of the conversation. This was done via email, to which the second man said he would send a reply. Their conversation, which was interrupted three times by cell phones, occurred across the table via email.
This activity fascinated me. I failed to understand why they couldn’t just talk to each other. If their work had required privacy I could have understood. However, the topic that everyone heard about because of the cell phones was a missing case of chicken nuggets in a delivery in Thurmont. The crisis was how to get a box of chicken to a McDonalds.
Once I learned the nature of the crisis I had to leave. As I began driving home a song, which summed up the event, came on the radio. The song was Eleanor Rigby, by the Beetles. There is a line in that song that goes, “look at all the lonely people.” That seemed to be the revelation of the day.
How sad it is that we have turned opportunities of rejuvenation and sincere communication into times of silence and computerized foolishness. There are certainly times for computers and cell phones, but there are also times to enjoy good conversation with friends. Healthy living is a balance of work and re-creation. Make sure you keep life in balance. Have a cup of coffee, perhaps a latte, or if you’re really bold settle down with a proper cup of tea.
From the tree house, Phil
Thoughts from the Tree House (Pastoral series) - November 2008
Max and I were enjoying the wonderful weather today, when a lovely gust of wind delivered the following soliloquy to the tree house. Being unable to improve upon the words of Bill Shakespeare, I offer this humble article concerning stewardship.
Peace, Phil and Maximus
Scene 3: Steward enters and speaks
To tithe, or not to tithe, that is the question,
Whether ‘tis nobler in spirit to accept without gratitude
The manifold blessings of a gracious God,
Or return thanks to our source of being,
And by returning offer praise. To ignore, to reflect –
No longer, and by that lack of understanding to say
We alone are responsible for our good fortune.
‘Tis a consummation to be desired that we return
To the source of our inheritance a portion of
Our true blessing, thus received.
To ignore, perchance to forget, ay there’s the rub,
For in that ignorance of forgetfulness
When we have surveyed this mortal coil
Must give us pause – there’s the respect
That makes tithing so proper:
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The forgetfulness of our human tendencies,
The pangs of love forgotten, our infinite delay,
In returning proper thanks through the spiritual
Discipline of tithing?
God alone does know the answer to this question.
Tithing, alone, doth seem the only appropriate
Means by which to properly respond to this
Superabundance of blessings. One percent, nay five,
Or perhaps – could it be, yet ten?
Let us begin this endeavor to offer the sacrifice of
Praise and thanksgiving to the source of our blessings.
Let us turn toward our God and offer a portion
Of the riches we enjoy.
It's cold in the tree house today – really cold! However, Max and I thought we should enjoy the brisk weather and try to resolve a topic of discussion we have been examining for several days. The discussion stems from a question: What is necessary for one to be certain of faith? Our discussion began one evening when Max and I engaged in our evening routine of preparing for sleep. The routine goes like this:
At some point each evening I sit on the couch in the family room and stretch my left leg out on the cushion. I then bend my right leg at the knee with my right foot on the couch, thus forming a triangle. At this point Max jumps on the couch and lays down in the triangle I have formed. Then it is my responsibility to pet Max until he is relaxed enough to go to bed. This activity can take minutes or hours (usually the latter).
One evening, during our ritual, I realized that Max was actually suspended over the floor in my triangle. However, he was not the least bit concerned about the precarious position he was in at the time. When I pointed out the situation to him, Max simply looked at me with his eyes glazed over, and yawned. His only comment to me was, “Whatever.” (Yes, we talk to each other.)
That comment led to our present discussion. I was curious how Max could have so much faith in me that he would allow himself to be suspended over the floor, with his only safety being my ability to keep him from falling. There have been nights when my leg falls asleep, but he never seems to worry. Max explained to me that he simply trusts me. He has this deep sense of assurance that I would never allow harm to come to him. Now, that is trust in every sense of the word.
As I reflect on that type of trust it occurs to me that it reveals the basis of faith that is certain of God’s grace. As faithful followers of God in the way of Jesus, we are called to trust in God’s providence. As individuals, and a world society, we are assaulted from many directions with the uncertainties of life. Yet, we should have a trust which allows us to rest comfortably in the gracious arms of God. Unfortunately, human tendency is to rely more on our abilities that often fall short of the mark, rather than God’s certain grace.
As we enter the liturgical season of Advent, I suggest that we learn a lesson from Max. Reflect on the gracious nature of God’s love for creation. Rest in the lap of God’s desire for our world to experience true peace. Savor the stress relieving touch of God’s hand of providence and salvation. Be certain of faith, and receive the gift of God’s incarnation in our midst.
Shalom, Phil & Max
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