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Friday, February 27, 2009

Work didn't work today...

This is about how I felt about it:
funny pictures of cats with captions
more animals
There have been a number of viruses running around, and I thought I'd dodged a bullet when the youth group came back from a ski trip (I didn't go) and almost all of them were sick. I think we had maybe one or two chaperones who didn't get ill. Apparently my punishment for patting myself on the back was to get sick yesterday.
Good news is I appear to be on the mend...after two days of yuck and many hours of sleep.
Oh well. I needed the rest anyway.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Ash Wednesday Reflections

Someone today wished me a “happy Ash Wednesday.” I’ve never thought of it as that kind of a holiday, nor really ever as a holiday at all, not in the conventional lights-on-trees, fireworks, turkey, heart-shaped-card kind of way. But it is a holiday in the truest sense of the word, a holy day, a time for us to take a moment between the excitement of Christmas and Epiphany and the reflective season of Lent to ponder who and whose we are, and what traditions we are anchored in, and what stories shape our souls.
Ash Wednesday marks the start of Lent, the start of the long hard story that led to the cross, a journey of faith we take to help us remember the triumph of the Resurrection. The sign of the day is stark and raw: a cross on our foreheads, marked in ashes, which signify mourning and repentance. On this day, more than most, Christians are visibly set apart by this sign on our heads: we remember that resurrection came at a cost, the Cross, and that we are indelibly marked by Jesus’ sacrifice.
This season of Lent can be for us a season of opportunity: the chance to look at our lives in humility, to change those habits or behaviors that separate us from God and from God’s people, and to renew our own faith in the Resurrection. Tonight we will display the mark on our heads that is always on our spirit and remember that Christ calls us not only to live rightly ourselves, but calls us out of ourselves to know, to love, and to serve others in Christ’s name, as one of Christ’s people. The cross we wear defines us as a people who know suffering and redemption, who have been offered grace without measure, and who know that the love of God is ours not to hoard, but to share.
Tonight as we sing, pray, listen, and receive our mark, let us do so with reverence, with a repentant spirit that seeks to live rightly and righteously, and with no small sense of awe at the gift of God’s grace that we share now and always.

Grace in Small Things for Feb. 25

Hmmm...graces for today
1. Lunch at our favorite pizza place
2. An all-but-done grant application for a new community benevolence organization
3. A bunch of great pastors trying to get the new community thingy started
4. Time for a nap...honest, I'm going to take it.
5. Lent starts tonight. I know I'm weird, but I kind of look forward to Lent. The contemplative spirit of the season appeals to my inner mystic, I guess. And since my inner dialogues get crowded anyway (there's my inner snark, my inner child, my inner perfectionist, along with several others), Lent's a good time to try to relax and just be me.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Yesterday's sermon: "Change for the Better?"

Based on 2 Corinthians 4:3-6
We’ve all heard the clichés about change. In the words of the song, “A change will do you good.” My grandmother used to say, “A change is as good as a rest,” usually when she wanted me to do some chore outside in the hottest part of the day when I was thinking about a little rest in front of the TV. “The only thing that never changes is change,” someone said, or how about “the more things change, the more they stay the same.” I’m not even sure what some of these mean. And we then talk about change for the better, and change for the worse.
We hear sometimes about resistance to change. There’s a phrase sometimes flippantly referred to as “the seven last words of the church”: “we’ve never done it that way before.” All clichés aside, change is a part of life. In fact, in some definitions of life, the capacity for change is one of the major determiners of what is or is not alive. In physics we talk about inertia: an object at rest tends to stay at rest, an object in motion tends to stay in motion. Change surrounds us, and sometimes it seems like it’s moving too fast.
Our lives are changing around us: our economy is changing for the worse, it seems. Marriage is a major change in our lives, as are the births of children. And then those children grow up, and marry, and have children of their own. Generations change, and bring change. The world changes around us, as we hear on the news about changes countries’ leadership, shifts in the borders of countries, advances in science and medicine and technology. And here lately it seems like change comes faster than ever.
Change can be positive or negative. The rise and fall of the tides is a change, as any of us can attest. A low tide can leave you high and dry on a sandbar; a high tide can float you free…or it can cover up the oyster bed that you were planning to make your supper. Sometimes a change is clearly one thing or another, but often the impact of change is complicated, even frightening. Others are more benign, like the changing of the seasons, from winter to spring or from the season after Epiphany in the church to the season of Lent, which will begin this week with Ash Wednesday. This Sunday is the bridge between the seasons, the day in which we commemorate the Transfiguration of Jesus Christ. It marks a kind of tipping point between the seasons, leading up to Lent, when many of us will make changes in our lives to make us better people.
Transfiguration literally means change or transformation into something that reflects the glory of God. On that day we now remember and celebrate as Transfiguration Sunday, Jesus went up onto a mountaintop with Peter, James and John. Jesus was transfigured, changed, transformed in front of the disciples. They saw two men with Jesus, who seemed to them to be Elijah and Moses. They were frightened by this change, and even more so when they heard a voice from the clouds saying, “this is my son, the Beloved; listen to him!” Jesus’ appearance changed there before the disciples, and we know that Jesus’ life and ministry changed their lives forever.
It changes ours, too, and sometimes I wonder if we need to be reminded what a cataclysmic change Jesus brought to the world. To speak of the cross as a symbol of God’s mercy and grace marks a sharp contrast, a paradoxical and radically new understanding of what was a cruel and harsh symbol of Roman oppression of the Jews. The resurrection is a kind of transfiguration, when Jesus’ dead body is transformed into his resurrected body. And we are transfigured, changed, any time we encounter Christ in our own lives, from a moment that we might identify as a conversion of our hearts to a time when we just particularly need grace and find ourselves touched by Jesus’ love shown in another person’s grace toward us.
In today’s reading, Paul finds himself trying to explain the transforming power Jesus brought to bear, the changes Jesus made in how people might look at faith and come to know God, to the church at Corinth. The church at Corinth had a bit of a reputation of being problem children. Eric preached a few weeks ago on a passage from First Corinthians about meat offered to idols and whether or not a Christian could or could not eat it without sinning. Paul came to a lawyerly and gracious conclusion: if one’s faith is strong, there was no sin in eating meat that had been offered to idols, but if doing so would weaken someone else’s faith, then one should not eat it. The Corinthian church had lots of these kinds of struggles and questions. It was a diverse church, made up of people who had followed many different gods before, in many different ways. Corinth was a major port city, so there were merchants and vendors from all over the work. What a task it must have been to try to wrestle all those different people from all those different places into one common understanding of who God is, and how God asks us to live.
In today’s passage, Paul writes of the difficulty in understanding the transformative power of Christ. It seemed foolish to those who had not yet been changed, transfigured by the love of God. The values of the world blinded people to the virtues of the love and compassion espoused by Jesus. While declaring this new understanding of how the love of God is communicated and incarnated in Jesus Christ, how it is made real in our lives, Paul reminds us that God’s love has stayed the same, that Jesus is not some new god come to displace the God Jews had known and served for millennia.
Instead, Paul goes back to Genesis, back to the very beginning of things, and says, “it is the God who says, ‘let light shine out of darkness,’ who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.” Those in Corinth who were Jewish would have heard the echoes here of the creation story, and in it the transformation, the change, from the void to the creation…from nothing to God’s people. In this way, Paul tells us, Jesus’ transfiguration on the mountaintop brings God’s presence and God’s attention to God’s people. Paul is telling us subtly that Jesus was not a new God, nor was he the prophet of a new God. Jesus marked a change, a new way into relationship with God, a transformed way of understanding God’s love for people. He maintains continuity with the Jewish faith and belief in one God, even while showing that Jesus came for change, for something new.
Those who were not Jewish to begin with, not “God-fearers,” non-Jews who nonetheless followed the God of the Jews, had their own issues with understanding Jesus. Paul emphasizes for them Jesus’ nature as one who was there before there was even light, or a world, or people to worship God. And we get the sense that even as darkness was transformed into light at the founding of the world, so too can the darkness in our own lives be transformed by the power and presence of God into something new and different.
Someone is probably going to say, later on today or maybe this week, that I preached today on how the church has to change, how the church has to give up old things and embrace the new. They’ll be both right and wrong. With Paul, today I am saying instead that while change will come, God remains the same. While change is inevitable, so is God. If one thing you can count on not to change is change itself, another thing you can count on is God, revealed to us in Jesus Christ, present with us in the Holy Spirit, eternal and holy.
Change will come, whether we like it or not. That’s just the way it works. We can’t grow unless we change, and I don’t mean growth in the sense of new buildings or even new members. I’m speaking of our relationships with God. If we are not changing in our understanding of God, in our sense of the nearness of the Spirit and the love of Christ, then we are not growing in our faith. We all go through dry spells, of course, where our spiritual lives become problematic, when we don’t want to grow or don’t feel the nearness of God. But over the course of our lives, if we choose not to grow and change, it is as if we say to God, “I want to know you only so much, and no more. I want you to change me only so much, and no more. I want to give you only so much influence in my life, and no more. I want only so much of you, just a little, just what I can handle without challenging myself, and no more.” It is as if we cut ourselves off from all God has to offer when we reject the changes a relationship with God brings to us.
Change simply is. The seasons change inexorably. We grow older and hopefully wiser. We (hopefully) learn from our experiences and react to things that happen around us. I believe that a Christian response to change is not to embrace every change whole-heartedly, nor to reject every change out of hand to maintain the status quo. Instead, we are called and empowered by God to look at every change, and to respond to it in faith and the guidance of the Holy Spirit.
It is said, and I honestly have no idea whether this is true or not (but it makes a great story), that the Chinese word for crisis is made up of two characters, one meaning “danger” and the other meaning “opportunity.” It’s probably not true, but if it is, it gives us a sense of the duality inherent in change. Each opportunity to change presents us with two options: we can embrace it or reject it. What marks us as Christians, as followers of Christ, is how we choose what to do.
If we embrace the change, believing that it is necessary to who we are and who we feel God wants us to be to make the change, then we are growing in our faith and practicing the discernment God asks us to use when we make decisions. If we embrace it because we are bored, or simply ready to stir things up, or because we think a change will improve our lives or make someone else’s worse, we are perhaps more in danger of changing for change’s sake…not for the sake of our relationship with God, and not for the sake of God’s kingdom.
Likewise, if we reject a change because we truly believe, having prayed and talked to one another and invited the Holy Spirit to guide us, that it is not right for us, then we are making a faithful decision that reflects our relationship with God and convictions about where God would lead us. But if we reject the change because it makes us nervous, because we don’t want things to change, because we’re trying to protect “the way things have always been,” we are doing a disservice to ourselves and to the kingdom of God. Yes, friends, this is a sermon about change, but it’s about discerning what changes will transfigure us, will change us for the better, not about simply chasing every new idea without making room for God to have some input, for God to transfigure us and the circumstances.
To look at it another way, for Jesus to die on the cross marked a kind of change that could have been catastrophic. Peter and the other disciples probably thought of it as an astonishingly bad decision…particularly in those anxious days and hours when Jesus’ body lay in the tomb. But without death, there could be no resurrection. Jesus chose, over and over again, to do the will of God, understanding the cost both of doing what he had to do, and the cost of not doing it.
And in making the hard choices, in embracing the change from life to death so that there could be resurrection, Jesus brings light into our lives, sharing with us God’s love and the strength to make the hard choices in life. When we are faced with change, we can ask ourselves: whose will are we seeking, ours or God’s? Whose sense of what is best are we looking for, ours or God’s? It is not easy making many of life’s choices: where to go to college, when to marry, when to look for a new job or decide where to retire. It’s the same in the church: over the years, churches make decisions about starting new programs, about welcoming new people, about expanding their buildings and how to maintain them. These are not always easy decisions.
Jesus’ way is not the easy way, or the comfortable one. It’s not the way of doing what we’ve always done, just because we’ve always done it. Nor is it the way of embracing every “wind of change” that blows by. Instead, we remain steadfastly God’s, seeking to do what God wants us to do, transformed by our lives with Jesus Christ, and sharing in the compassion and mercy that has been shown to us. It’s definitely not the easy way: the easiest thing is to either simply adopt every new thing that comes along, sure that if we chase the “next best thing,” we’ll get it right somehow, or to keep everything the same, rejecting every change for fear it will upset our precarious apple cart, and we won’t know who or whose we are any more.
On that mountain, Jesus’ appearance changed with the glory of God. In the story of the Exodus, when Moses goes up onto Sinai to speak with God, his face was also changed, so that the people asked him to wear a veil so that they could look at him—he shone with the glory of God. Jesus brought change in how we relate to God; Moses brought the law so that the people could learn to relate to God. These transfigurations bring no small changes to the people of God…but they also bring the comfort of knowing that God is with us, that we can sense some direction about where we are going. A glory that changes lives and faces, a love that changes hearts and minds, a grace we can offer as freely as we have received it: in these are the power of the Transfiguration, a definite change for the better.
May we continue to experience that power, grace and love of God, as our world changes around us, and as we choose what our faithful response will be.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

When Facecrack's powers are used for good

So last night, I changed my Facecrack status to "Anne is praying for a sermon to drop fully-formed from the sky, and going out to supper with Ben."
By the time I got home, I had half a dozen comments, including 2 friends who sent me their sermons (dropped fully-formed from the interwebs) and some church members who were interested to hear what I'd be preaching today. As was I, at that point.
Such fun to see, and such grace from my friends to share their sermons.
I've been thinking about changing some of my Facecrack settings anyway in response to the privacy stuff, and because I have friends and church members from all kinds of different times in my life--they perhaps all don't need to know every stupid thought I have. I already don't pursue friends there; I wait for someone else to friend me, or to send a suggestions because I don't want to be intrusive. But I've friended my DS, for Pete's sake! I even thought of leaving Facecrack entirely.
But no, I'm sticking with it. This weekend was a good time to have friends, even (and maybe especially) on Facecrack.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Taking a Break Friday Five

In Songbird's area, schools are on break this whole week(!), so she offers this Taking a Break F5:
Taking a Break Friday Five. Tell us how you would spend:

1. a 15 minute break
walking down the street for a cup of coffee or to look at the water.

2. an afternoon off
kayaking, seeing a movie, walking the dog, and/or curling up with a good book
.
3. an unexpected free day
kayaking if the weather's nice, doing little chores around the house, baking

4. a week's vacation
heading for the mountains for a mix of rest and fun

5. a sabbatical
I might lose my mind, honestly. Something with lots of time with other people. No research; I'm already doing enough of that. Travel, I think, and take cooking classes.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The anti-graces, I think

According to Accuweather.com, this is the Arthritis index for today.

But I already knew that, having an internal barometer that's becoming increasingly sensitive. So here are today's five graces in small things, as a minor act of retaliation, or something.
1: I don't have arthritis in my hands or fingers, so typing is not a problem.
2: I have an excellent heating pad plugged in next to my excellent recliner.
3: My arthritis rarely keeps me from doing what I want to do.
4: I can have anything I want for supper tonight. I wonder what that might be?
5: I really don't have much to complain about. This is a good thing!

Monday, February 16, 2009

Sigh

I got nothin'. At least nothing to blog about.
Which is ridiculous; I have a whole folder full of bookmarks plus a paper pile of ideas. I'm just not feeling it.
So here are some graces, to get me in the mood.

I'm grateful for the interwebs. I meet neat people online, and learn what their faves are, like
Smitten Kitchen, which I found by chasing a link on someone's blog, and
the RevGalBlogPals, who at least make sure I have something to say on Fridays.
I'd hate to leave out I Can Has Cheezburger, source of many chuckles and vast wisdom.
And then there are the blogs I read, too many to list because I'm too lazy to link. But I love you all, and you keep me entertained. Thanks.

Now back to the previously scheduled moping.

Friday, February 13, 2009

An F5 alternative: 13 Things about Friday the Thirteenth

Today's F5 is on favorite pets, and with all the pet loss and sickness in the blogosphere lately (no kidding, seems like half the bogs I read are by pet-havers), I just can't do it. It makes me miss Otis, the best cat ever, too much, and i find myself crying while I blog.
Which is fine.
But not while I'm working in the coffee shop. :)
Instead, in honor of Friday the Thirteenth, here are 13 random things about the day, and me.

1. When you have a birthday like mine (7/7), 13 is supposed to be your lucky number, and Friday the 13th your lucky day. Which does not explain why I just dropped my cream-cheese slathered bagel in the floor.
2. Which is really okay, because I really only ever mean to eat half the bagel, but N., my partner in bagel-eating, isn't here to share it. So if I can manage not to drop the other half, I'll be fine.
3. If today is in fact my lucky day, then it will be a good time to say this, and put it out in the ether, so to speak: I have about half of a rough draft of a book put together, one that I think is publishable and maybe even marketable. While I am working on school, I'm working on the book very little.
4. Ben's trying to get some friends to read it and see what they think.
5. I haven't quite given it to him yet. I'm unaccountably anxious about it.
6. I have given myself a shot twice a day for 4 weeks now. I'm amazed at myself.
7.I'm trying to decide how this is different from all those FB memes and notes that I refuse to do. Current thinking is that either, you've come here so you must not mind reading my random thoughts, or I'm just being self-absorbed.
8. I'm okay with that, either way.
9. It is a deceptively beautiful day outside. It's sunny, breezy, and warmish (yesterday was just plain warm) but it's still too windy to kayak. And I've got too much to do.
10. Friday the Thirteenth for some reason makes me think of Pepe Le Pew (however one spells it) from the old comic strip, and the little black cat who had a crush on him. Specifically: le sigh, le mew, le purr.
11.
12. Today I'm going to Greenville to visit with friends, one of whom is dying. It both breaks my heart and heals it to see the love they have for one another and their family.
13. To round this out with a pet story, there is a little dog outside waiting for his dad to come out of the coffee shop. There is a bowl of fresh water provided by the coffee shop, so he won't get thirsty, and at the moment he's streched out in the sun, strategically located in front of the glass doors so that he can see his dad when it's time to go home. He's the ifficial greeter.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Kick-in-the-pants Grace

Okay, today I'm grateful for:

a great early Valentine's meal out. Lump crabmeat, yum!

a reminder on FB that the Grace in Small Things project is, well, gracious...so when I've hit a blogging dry patch, I've got this great little exercise to remind me

lovely warm weather today

our new warm comforter on the bed...it's really hard to get out

my red shoes, which always make me feel more cheerful

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Saturday graces

(this is part of the Grace in Small Things network. Check it out and join up!)

There are amazing talented toung people in my church. I watched several of them receive county and state awards as Young Authors this morning.
The weather's decent enough to kayak. It's getting late and breezy to go out now, but I'm planning on a trip maybe tomorrow.
My back doesn't hurt. I picked up a baby today and held her up high...and that's when I realized I wasn't hurting. After a difficult and painful few weeks, this is a great big grace!
Tomorrow night in our evening worship service, we're celebrating Valentine's Day. We're trying to do some out-of-the-box thinking and these services are a lot of fun to play with!
I'm thinking about a nap...

Friday, February 6, 2009

My Favorite Things Friday Five

Songbird proposes this challenge: share five of your favorite things.

Hmmm...there are so many more than five.

Amigurumi


Dark chocolate


Kayaking


My friends, especially my BFF


The WonderMutt

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Today's graces

So I'm not keeping up with a daily remembrance of Grace in Small Things, although I do recommend it whole-heartedly.
But here are 5 for today:
The way frost on the grass outside looks like glitter in the moonlight.
That the WonderMutt is spending more time indoors, since it's COLD here.
My new/old camcorder. Can't wait to play with it some more. (I know I said this yesterday. It's that good.)
Clean laundry. Love the clean clothes smell and the sound of the dryer.
My Crocs. They may be ugly, but they are very comfy, especially with socks and/or when my back hurts.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Boring or Unbloggable

That's basically my life for the last few days.
So here are 5 graces to remind me to keep my chin up:
Snow this morning...but not enough to interfere with anything.
The cheesecake place is open...mmm.
It's a beautiful day outside.
My new/old digital camcorder has arrived...fun toy!
I think I'm going to get to go home and take a nap. Yay!