Tuesday, January 28, 2025

THIS OUR VALLEY: Faithfulness is the Preacher’s Workbook

 

"When nobody around you seems to measure up, it’s time to check your yardstick” Bill Lemley


I do not make it a practice to delve into the matter of politics in this column. I do talk about matters of faith and values; I offer a perspective on life that has a religious bent, but my goal is always to do so with a light touch. There is already too much anger and violence in our homes and communities. My intention is to bring a bit of peace and sanity and, if at all possible, a ray of sunshine to warm the cockles of the readers’ hearts. 

This past week there has been a lot of discussion and debate regarding the style or substance of a sermon delivered by Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde at the National Cathedral. Some of her remarks were directed toward the President, the substance of which was “People are scared … good people … have mercy … be merciful towards them …” Why? “They are God’s people.”

When my wife says, “I’m scared,” it is and always has been my job to ask, “What’s scaring you? Is there anything I can do to help? Is there anything we need to do or stop doing?”

Now, I don’t do that as often or as effectively as I should, but the question remains: is there anything we can do? How shall we respond?

That is a political act. That is a political conversation. It sounds like a family matter because, of course it is. But politics isn’t the down and dirty smoke-filled back room wheeling and dealing that takes place in our capitals or city halls. It is about identifying needs, finding and negotiating solutions.

In the example of my wife, I could be dismissive: There’s nothing to be scared of (which is not very caring or loving), or I could be empathetic: Yeah, that scares me too; I’m with you on that (which is loving, but not very helpful). I could be chauvinistic: I’ll take care of it (which reinforces the helpless female stereotype). I could be arrogant: It’s not my problem; you deal with it (which is hurtful). Or I could be a partner: Yeah, I’m scared too. How do you think we should deal with this?

Bishop Budde’s sermon was kind, thoughtful, respectful, and gracious. She talked about the hard work of building unity; identified three key values that go into that work (the dignity of every human being, the need for genuine honesty and truth, and a sense of humility that recognizes we need each other); and she was forthright in saying (I paraphrase): “Many people are scared, Mr. President. Please consider that in making your policies and decisions. Temper your decisions with mercy.” It was an invitation to partnership, as opposed to partisanship.

Being retired, I don’t preach as often as I once did, but I have always made it my practice not to preach partisan politics from the pulpit. I’ve never told my congregations who to vote for or how to vote on various matters put before the electorate. I study the scriptures and seek to proclaim the good news of God in Christ, because that’s my call as a Christian pastor. 

My work as a columnist is similar, but different. I cannot help but bring what I would consider a Christian perspective to what I have to say, but I know there are other forms of the faith that may well take issue with some of the things I say, do, believe, or practice. The Christian faith, as a whole, is richer for that diversity of approaches and beliefs. 

Should I be more sectarian or partisan in these columns? I don’t think so. Should I be more assertive and fiery like John the Baptist (“You brood of vipers!), or is it enough to strive to be more like Jesus (Come to me you who are weary and overly-burdened in life, and I will give you rest)?

Certainly there are times each of us needs a stern talking to, but I think scared people need to hear words of comfort and sense that they are not alone, but valued, respected, honored, loved, and called to work together for the common good. We need more mercy, more grace, not less.

We can be merciful and graceful. Why? Because God has had mercy on each of us here in this, our valley. That’s the heart of our faith.

Keith Axberg writes on matters concerning life and faith. Author of: Who the Blazes is Jesus? Good News for a Vulgar World (available through Amazon in Print and e-book)


Tuesday, January 14, 2025

THIS OUR VALLEY Simplifying the complicated life

 

"... because you are precious in my sight, and honored, and I love you ...” Isaiah 43


Life is complicated. 

I bought my wife a 344 piece puzzle for Christmas. Unlike standard puzzles, it is mostly a circle, with bits and pieces that burst through the edges here and there. Beyond being circular when complete, the pieces themselves are cut into more intricate curves and curls, jagged teeth and curlicues. If that isn’t enough, the picture is a complex mix of shapes and colors with an owl at its heart. And if THAT wasn’t enough, the puzzle bits are quite small, most of which do not interlock with their counterparts and companions. If you try moving any of them across the table, they come apart and need to be put back together when they’ve reached their destination.

When people look at the “344 pieces,” they laugh. “Child’s Play,” they declare, and maybe it is. My ego isn’t so fragile that the thought that it may take us more time to put this together than Yogi Bear would offend me (for we know Yogi is smarter than your average bear). 


The puzzle begins

Still, it is taking time to figure it out, and time is one thing we have in abundance; I have no desire to finish it all in one sitting. My back and my rump can’t handle that sort of commitment anyway.

It is true that standard puzzles go together quickly, but what’s “standard” doesn’t interest me. The delight is in finding solutions, connections, and those occasional “ah ha” moments when the piece you’ve been looking for is found, and fits! The joy, as is often said, is to be experienced in the journey, not in the destination (although it WILL be nice to get it put together eventually).

Puzzles are complicated. So is life. Puzzles used to come in boxes without a picture. One might never know what they were assembling beyond a vague description (scenery, farmhouse, waterfowl, etc.); they wouldn’t know what it would be until it was completed; their enlightenment was deliberately incorporated into the process of the assembly!


It's coming together

Some people want to know what’s happening in advance of what’s happening, but life’s not like that. It unfolds slowly (most of the time) and nothing is revealed until it is revealed. We can make plans, but there is no guarantee our plans will survive their engagement with reality. 

For example, we were having our HVAC system inspected for winter and in the process of seeing that all was well, the inspector noted the hot water tank was rusting out and had developed a small leak. I called around and discovered the cost of a replacement was about quadruple what I’d estimated it should cost to replace. 

The cold water of reality put me into truly hot water financially, but what can you do? When life hands you lemons, you say “Tanks,” and hire a plumber. It takes what it takes, not what I want it to take. 

In the Bible, God says, “Do not fear, for I am with you.” What God says to the community, God says to you and me and everyone else: “Don’t be afraid; if you find yourself in hot water, fear not. My son’s a carpenter, a plumber, and an all-around decent fixer-upper. He knows a thing or two about jigs, jigsaws, and jigsaw puzzles.” I’ll bet he knows a thing or two about hot water tanks, too!

Life is complicated, but God sees the whole picture. God IS the whole picture, and God has a special place for each of us and, in fact, even God feels incomplete until we’ve been pressed right down to where we belong. 

Miraculously, it is right there; don’t you see it? Those curlicues of life we find so confusing help secure us into the living, beating heart of God. There’s no slipping up or sliding out of place in God’s heart, ever! 

And if we slip? Easy peasy – God puts us right back where we belong. So we can enjoy (hot) showers of blessings, for God has figured us out from way back when. So let’s not fret here; let’s enjoy the process of assembly right here in this, our valley. God knows which outie fits each innie of this, our puzzling life.

Keith Axberg writes on matters concerning life and faith. Author of: Who the Blazes is Jesus? Good News for a Vulgar World (available through Amazon in Print and e-book)