"The following devotional is from Richard Rohr. He refers to a "second split" in our reality. The first split is the split between ourselves and others as we discover our identity. The second split is the split of life and death. On this day, as we are marked with the cross of ashes, we hear, 'from dust you have come and to dust you shall return'. Life and death are not split; we experience a unitive consciousness. We are a whole person."
Written by, and for, the people of St. Francis Episcopal Church in Holden, Massachusetts, and their friends.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
December 25, 2013
Falling in love is a beautiful thing. Once the “falling” has
passed, a love that lasts is even more beautiful.
“Steadfast love and faithfulness will meet;
righteousness and peace will kiss each other.
Faithfulness will spring up from the ground,
and
righteousness will look down from the sky.
The Lord will give what is good,
and our
land will increase.
Righteousness will go before him,
and will
make a path for his steps.” Psalm 85
Christmas Day is about steadfast love. Not a fleeting love
which passes on a whim. The birth of Christ is the birth of hope grounded in
the promises and the promise-keeping love of God. God keeps promises when we do
not. We fall in and out of love with others, things, ideas, beauty, and self.
We seek a steadfast love. We seek a ground upon which we can stand and feel the
faithfulness come up under our feet, disturbing our soles. God is faithful when
we are not.
We seek the security and safety of a steadfast love. When
others may disappoint us or we disappoint ourselves, we need something solid
under us. We need something to hold us up and together. We need something we
can hang on to, something permanent and holds things together. We need
something that runs through our life and makes sense out of suffering and joy. The
Steadfast love of God is that thread which holds things together.
For some of us Christmas, holidays, are not as joyous as we
would like. We carry grief and regret of the past and anxiety over the future. When
we fear we cannot hold things together we need a thread of truth and hope to
hold us and our life intact.
William Stafford offers us hope in his poem, “The Way It
Is”:
There’s a
thread you follow. It goes among
things that
change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder
about what you are pursuing.
You have
to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While
you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or
die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing
you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.”
So, Blessed Christmas, Holy and Happy Christmas, to you and
your loved ones as you
continue to Hang On to the Thread.
– Randy Wilburn
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
December 24, 2013
Christmas time has come again this year. A time
filled with credit cards, Christmas lists, and last-minute shopping. We can see
this in the stores as people mill about looking for those last few gifts, but
what so many forget is that Christmas is not about expensive gifts. Not about
maxing out credit cards. It’s true that Christmas is a time for giving, but
giving what?
In reading Philippians 2:5-11 the answer became
clear to me. Jesus has served as a perfect example of how one should give. He
came down to earth and fully gave himself to us.
So in this season of giving I believe that we
are truly called to give of ourselves to others. To give our time and love to
each other. This is the way in which we can follow Jesus’ example and be of the
“same mind” as Christ.
I pray that during this time of rushed shopping
we can stop and remember that the true gift this season is one of love. Christ
gave his unconditional love and we are all called to pass on that love. We are
called to love our neighbors of all different walks of life. We are called to
love all of our brothers and sisters of all religions, all socioeconomic
conditions, all sexual orientations, and all races. Jesus loved all people
without exception, and I will strive to follow his lead and I pray you will, too.
- Caroline Galvinhill
Monday, December 23, 2013
December 23, 2013
Luke 1:20 – “But now, because you did not believe my words, which
will be fulfilled in their time, you will become mute, unable to speak, until
the day these things occur.”
As I read these words in Luke, I wonder what it would be like to
suddenly not be able to speak for nine months. Frankly, it frightens me. I can't
even contemplate a weekend-long silent retreat! I wonder if Zechariah spent his
time unable to speak going about business as usual, writing things down instead
of speaking or if he took some time to reflect before responding to what was
going on around him. Did he take a step back from the day to day and spend the
silence with God? And what would my life be like if I did these things?
Thinking before speaking? Taking time to sit with God in silence? Definitely
something I need to add to my life.
Laura Caswell
Sunday, December 22, 2013
December 22, 2013
Here in the Welch household, we like
to watch Hallmark Christmas movies.
Yes, from the end of November to Christmas day, those sappy,
happily-ever-after programs grace our family room. It is an escape from life’s tough days and dark nights. Funny thing is that I have discovered
that we are not the only ones who frequent this channel with feverish
intensity. So many people that I
talk to say they have come to rely on these movies to get them through the stress
of the holidays or turn off the sadness of the news or numb the paralyzing
loneliness that this season can bring.
If you have never seen a Hallmark Christmas movie, they all have the
same recipe: one lonely man or
woman finds love and acceptance in the most unusual place or circumstance. It is seasoned with some humorous antidotes
and the result is pure bliss. I
feel as though these movies are filling a void in our lives.
And then I get John 3:16 for my advent reading. We all know it. We see it on the rims of coffee cups,
the bottom of Forever 21 bags, tattooed on the arms of athletes. It is truly the ultimate Hallmark
Christmas movie. What can be
better than God loving us so, so much that he sends his Son to save us? Love and acceptance in a very unusual
place and circumstance. But being
the flawed human being that I am, I often forget this passage or take it for
granted. I look for answers on
channel 197, when all I have to do is believe channel 3:16. This is huge. This is really good news.
There is a reason John 3:16 is such a popular verse. It offers so much more than any
Hallmark Christmas movie—it offers hope.
It offers a life raft when you are drowning. It offers comfort when you are hurting. It offers the gift of salvation. It offers truth.
I think we all get overwhelmed during this season. The holidays are not always easy for
everyone and sometimes it brings to light things we hide in the darkness. And sometimes I forget that I am just a
foreigner here on this planet. I,
we, everyone have been given an incredible gift in Jesus Christ. Believing that Jesus came to save the
world and believing in Him does not give you a happy ever after life here on
earth, but it does give you an eternity of bliss. I think I need to change channels.
Lori Welch
Saturday, December 21, 2013
December 21, 2013
“Come, you that are blessed by my
Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; for
I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me something to
drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you gave me
clothing, I was sick and you took care of me, I was in prison and you visited
me.” – Matthew 25:34-36
This part of the gospel reading reminds me of Christmas
hospitality. During this time people are friendlier, donate more, and show
their love for their family, friends and neighbors, including “neighbors” they
don’t know – and those may be the very definition of “one of the least of these
who are members of Jesus’ family.”
For Thanksgiving, we donate baskets of food to the Wachusett food
pantry for the hungry in our community, whom we do not see pick up, cook or eat
that food. And we happily take all the ornaments from the Christmas tree in the
St. Francis narthex and fill bags and bags with toys and clothes for local
children in need, whom we will never meet to see their eyes light up (we hope, if
only for a moment) on Christmas morning when they open these presents.
So rather than focus on this whole gospel message of a future judgment and
separation – the sheep and the goats, heaven and hell – I think the point here
is to focus on what to do now! Instead of a month of holiday hospitality from
the end of November to the end of December, let’s make it a year-round thing. The
season of peace, hope, joy and love could be eternal. That would be very good
news!
Claire and Cynthia McIntyre
Friday, December 20, 2013
December 20, 2013
Matthew's gospel relates the story of the master
who distributes his property, "talents" - for a time - to slaves
"each according to his ability." I had just read this passage
two weeks ago in relation to a financial/investing article I'd seen on moneynews.com.
I read the passage and literally had chills going down my back. I am
that slave who, receiving only one talent, said to the master upon his return:
"“Master, I knew that you were a harsh man, reaping where you did not sow,
and gathering where you did not scatter seed; 25so
I was afraid, and I went and hid your talent in the ground. Here you have what
is yours.” 26
I am sooo utterly cautious. What this
passage refers to as "investing," I perceive as "taking a
chance," or "gambling." I worry about losing what I have -
not just money, but my time, my talents, my life - that I don't invest in it,
let alone spend (live) it. My ability to map out the "What ifs"
and all the possible outcomes - positive and negative - would impress an
experienced military strategist, but it wouldn't advance any cause.
I can absolutely see myself cowering before an
angry Lord, who is frustrated with my lack of action in face of my fear.
So many people who care for me are already frustrated with my waffling,
my tears, my whining. When will I step up and take the amazing legacy
that God has given us and live my life to the fullest? Be the person that
I am, fully? Completely? Confidently? Without fear of what others may
think of me? Without fear of my master being harsh or angry with me?
In five days, God will give to us - for a time -
his most precious possession, the most valuable gift, His son, Jesus Christ.
Will we squander His gift? Will we invest in Him? In
ourselves? Will we double our legacy and be worthy of God saying to us, “Well
done, good and trustworthy slave; you have been trustworthy in a few things, I
will put you in charge of many things; enter into the joy of your master.”
If God sent us His son, knowing what we're going
to do to Him, but knowing this sacrifice is to save our souls, I know I am not
worthy of the Love that is Jesus' birth. How can I, how can anyone,
possibly be worthy of that?
But if I turn my eyes away from the blinding,
overwhelming act of love and just sit still, with a newborn baby, in a warm
stable, surrounded by animals, listening to songs of angels, I may not feel
worthy but I sure feel blessed.
And that is a call I can answer.
- Kathleen Dixon
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