As the Music Door…

starts to swing open I find myself asking questions. Most of them are about faith.

For most of my adult life I’ve structured my Christian life around my work as a pastor. It’s rhythms and flows shaped what I did, where I went, and how I was a Christian. I know little of any other world. I’ve been preparing or serving in churches and chaplaincy since 1985. I’ve been involved in some sort of pastoral responsibility almost permanently in that time. So what would I do if that role was gone?

Could I be a faithful Christian if I wasn’t a Priest, if I didn’t have the order and duty of a Priest surrounding me? Would I end up being distracted? Would the cares of life and just all the busy things take me away? Would I lose my grip?

After all preparing to be, and serving in some ministry capacity is most of what I know. Even when I was bi-vocational for the past five years I thought of myself as a Priest and tried to live, as best I could, like one. If that part of my life ended what would it be like? More importantly how would I be a faithful Christian if my title was only “mister”?

Right now I’m glad to help where I can. I don’t mind traveling to make sure a church is served when their pastor needs a well deserved break. I’m good at doing an exclamation or two during the Liturgy and I can usually find something to do or clean when there’s down time, and there’s a lot of down time.

At the same time I am a good musician. People pay money to hear me. I’ve made friends. I’ve made connections. In the Church I’m on the side but on the stage I’m front and center. When I was a child I would dream about days like this and now they seem to be here. The doors seem really wide open.

Yet what good what any of this be without faith, without the life of God? In the end there’s only an audience of One that matters. What good would any of it be if at the end there was only the applause of earth? New directions are out there and they have a call but is this “the” call? Is this God or is it a clever ruse to take away the most important things and leave me stranded?

I’m still figuring these things out. One thing I do know is that my admiration for those people who live this Faith day in and day out in the “world” beyond the Church walls has grown. It’s easy, in some ways, to be a Christian when you have all the trappings of ordained ministry. The church walls can protect you and people’s expectations change when they see the collar. I am convinced that the true heroes of the Church are those people who find the way to be faithful without the props that come with vocational ministry.

Could it be that I am supposed to enter this world? Could it be that one part of my life is over and a new one has begun? I don’t know and frankly even the idea of asking such questions is frightening. I guess for right now its just about being faithful and putting one foot in front of the other.

From the Antiochian Archdiocese…

Nativity Sermon of St. John Chrysostom

BEHOLD a new and wondrous mystery.My ears resound to the Shepherd’s song, piping no soft melody, but chanting full forth a heavenly hymn. The Angels sing. The Archangels blend their voice in harmony. The Cherubim hymn their joyful praise. The Seraphim exalt His glory. All join to praise this holy feast, beholding the Godhead here on earth, and man in heaven. He Who is above, now for our redemption dwells here below; and he that was lowly is by divine mercy raised.Bethlehem this day resembles heaven; hearing from the stars the singing of angelic voices; and in place of the sun, enfolds within itself on every side, the Sun of justice. And ask not how: for where God wills, the order of nature yields. For He willed; He had the power; He descended; He redeemed; all things yielded in obedience to God. This day He Who is, is Born; and He Who is, becomes what He was not. For when He was God, He became man; yet not departing from the Godhead that is His. Nor yet by any loss of divinity became He man, nor through increase became He God from man; but being the Word He became flesh, His nature, because of impassability, remaining unchanged.And so the kings have come, and they have seen the heavenly King that has come upon the earth, not bringing with Him Angels, nor Archangels, nor Thrones, nor Dominations, nor Powers, nor Principalities, but, treading a new and solitary path, He has come forth from a spotless womb.

Since this heavenly birth cannot be described, neither does His coming amongst us in these days permit of too curious scrutiny. Though I know that a Virgin this day gave birth, and I believe that God was begotten before all time, yet the manner of this generation I have learned to venerate in silence and I accept that this is not to be probed too curiously with wordy speech.

For with God we look not for the order of nature, but rest our faith in the power of Him who works.

What shall I say to you; what shall I tell you? I behold a Mother who has brought forth; I see a Child come to this light by birth. The manner of His conception I cannot comprehend.

Nature here rested, while the Will of God labored. O ineffable grace! The Only Begotten, Who is before all ages, Who cannot be touched or be perceived, Who is simple, without body, has now put on my body, that is visible and liable to corruption. For what reason? That coming amongst us he may teach us, and teaching, lead us by the hand to the things that men cannot see. For since men believe that the eyes are more trustworthy than the ears, they doubt of that which they do not see, and so He has deigned to show Himself in bodily presence, that He may remove all doubt.

Christ, finding the holy body and soul of the Virgin, builds for Himself a living temple, and as He had willed, formed there a man from the Virgin; and, putting Him on, this day came forth; unashamed of the lowliness of our nature.

For it was to Him no lowering to put on what He Himself had made. Let that handiwork be forever glorified, which became the cloak of its own Creator. For as in the first creation of flesh, man could not be made before the clay had come into His hand, so neither could this corruptible body be glorified, until it had first become the garment of its Maker.

What shall I say! And how shall I describe this Birth to you? For this wonder fills me with astonishment. The Ancient of days has become an infant. He Who sits upon the sublime and heavenly Throne, now lies in a manger. And He Who cannot be touched, Who is simple, without complexity, and incorporeal, now lies subject to the hands of men. He Who has broken the bonds of sinners, is now bound by an infants bands. But He has decreed that ignominy shall become honor, infamy be clothed with glory, and total humiliation the measure of His Goodness.

For this He assumed my body, that I may become capable of His Word; taking my flesh, He gives me His spirit; and so He bestowing and I receiving, He prepares for me the treasure of Life. He takes my flesh, to sanctify me; He gives me His Spirit that He may save me.

Come, then, let us observe the Feast. Truly wondrous is the whole chronicle of the Nativity. For this day the ancient slavery is ended, the devil confounded, the demons take to flight, the power of death is broken, paradise is unlocked, the curse is taken away, sin is removed from us, error driven out, truth has been brought back, the speech of kindliness diffused, and spreads on every side, a heavenly way of life has been ¡in planted on the earth, angels communicate with men without fear, and men now hold speech with angels.

Why is this? Because God is now on earth, and man in heaven; on every side all things commingle. He became Flesh. He did not become God. He was God. Wherefore He became flesh, so that He Whom heaven did not contain, a manger would this day receive. He was placed in a manger, so that He, by whom all things are nourished, may receive an infants food from His Virgin Mother. So, the Father of all ages, as an infant at the breast, nestles in the virginal arms, that the Magi may more easily see Him. Since this day the Magi too have come, and made a beginning of withstanding tyranny; and the heavens give glory, as the Lord is revealed by a star.

To Him, then, Who out of confusion has wrought a clear path, to Christ, to the Father, and to the Holy Spirit, we offer all praise, now and forever. Amen.

This Past Sunday…

I spoke on the topic of holiness and afterward one parishioner spoke about how we probably needed “A good whipping…” and I thought to myself “Did I miss the point?”

Holiness is not about a whipping but rather about leaving something lesser behind in the pursuit of something better. Holiness is the natural state of the human person and sin is the distortion of who we were meant to be. When we are holy we are most alive and perhaps many of the things we often identify as pleasures in this life ar actually cheaper substitutes for the exhilaration of holiness.

For the most part I struggle with holiness. Yet there have been moments when I’ve drawn close to God and those moments are beautiful beyond description. Even when they are fleeting they are better than everything that came before and worth every effort.

It’s not God who wants to whip you. Satan torments out of the depths of his emptiness. He is the hole that seeks to satisfy his perpetual darkness with other’s pain. God wants you to be what you were meant to be, a being in union with Him, and radiant.

 Somehow we’ve gotten it all twisted around and believe that holiness is the chore and sin is the fuller expression of who we are.  Holiness is beautiful, light, numinous. graceful, and alive. It’s the sin within us. within me, that scourges me, that inflicts wounds on my soul.

 Human beings, because we’ve been ill of soul for so long and live in a world that is co-dependant with this pathology, think that the struggle to be holy is difficult and hard when, in fact, it is the very dynamic of our healing, our re-creation, and our salvation. We’ve been sick so long that recovery seems abnormal to us. We’ve been in the dark so long that our eyes burn if we encounter the light and so rather than taking the time to let them adjust we slink back into the night.

Yet there is nothing like holiness, the purity of heart and the realization that we were designed for God and that when we are with Him and in Him and his life is ours, even for a moment, that eternity is joined to time and the presence of the Holy One fills our time. Compared to this everything the world offers is small.

From time to time His Grace, Bishop Thomas, currently administering the Diocese of Toledo and the Midwest sends Priests interesting articles and bits of information. This one is particularly good and needed. 

 

WASHINGTON BUREAU: Terry Mattingly’s religion column for 12/07/11.

      At first, there didn’t seem to be much an 80-something grandmother
could do to help her church’s college freshmen wrestle with the trials
and temptations of their first weeks away at college.

      After all, she knew very little about Facebook, YouTube, online
homework, smartphones or texting, let alone “sexting.”

      She did, however, know how to write letters. So that is what she did,
writing personal letters to each student to let them know that she was
praying for them, wishing them the best as they searched for a college
church and looking forward to seeing them at Thanksgiving and
Christmas.

      According to church members, the “students sought her out and rushed
to give her hugs and to say, ‘Thank you,’ whenever they came home,”
said Kara E. Powell, who teaches at Fuller Theological Seminary in
Pasadena, Calif., and directs the Fuller Youth Institute.

      However, another church member later stressed that the researcher had
not heard the whole story. “Instead of writing one letter and that was
that, she had actually written a letter to each of the students every
week,” said Powell.

      This was one of the most striking stories that the seminary professor
heard while doing follow-up work for the Youth Institute’s six-year
College Transition Project, which followed 500 Christian young people
as they jumped from high school to college.

      The goal was to find strategies for parents and religious leaders who
wanted to help teens develop a personal faith that would “stick” when
tested. The research was released earlier this year in a book entitled
“Sticky Faith: Everyday ideas to build lasting faith in your kids,”
written by Powell and another Fuller colleague, Chap Clark.

      The letter-writing grandmother, said Powell, was an example of one
major lesson discovered during this process. After years of
“segregating” teens off into their own niche, age-specific worship
services and programs, there is evidence that young believers also
profit from intergenerational contacts, conversations and mentoring
projects with senior adults. Young people are also more likely to
retain their faith if they helped teach the faith to the very young.

      Right up front, the researchers admitted that the young people in
this study had higher than average grade-point averages, were more
likely to have been raised in unbroken homes and had grown up in
churches large enough to employ youth ministers. That was the point.

      Nevertheless, some of the results were sobering.

      * When studies are combined, it appears that 40 to 50 percent of
“churched” young people will abandon their faith — at least during
the college years.

      * Only one in seven young people in the Fuller study felt they were
ready for the personal, moral challenges of college.

      * Events in the first two weeks establish patterns for many college
careers, especially those linked to alcohol, sex and involvement in
religious activities.

      The finding that will inspire, or trouble, many parents, according to
Powell and Clark, is that the faith practiced by most young people is
rooted in the beliefs, values and choices that they see practiced in
their own homes. If young people see their parents praying, it’s more
likely that they will pray. If they hear their parents weaving faith
into the joys and trials of daily life, it’s more likely that this
behavior will “stick.”

      It’s one thing to talk to children, said Powell. It’s something else
to find ways to truly communicate — two-way communication — with the
young about faith, doubt, temptation and forgiveness. Breakthroughs
can take place while discussing everything from homework to movies,
from a parent’s confessions about mistakes in the past to a child’s
hints about his or her hopes for the future.

      “We are not saying that it will help if you lecture to your children
about faith,” she said. Instead, the goal is for “every parent to be a
student of what their children love and, whether its sports or movies
or who knows what, to be able to engage their children on that topic.
You have to ask, ‘What is my child passionate about?’ You also have to
be honest and let your children know what you’re passionate about.

      “Then you have to ask how you can bring faith into those
conversations so that you can share your faith journeys. There is no
way to force this. If it isn’t happening naturally, the kids are going
to know it.”

 Terry Mattingly (www.tmatt.net) directs the Washington Journalism
Center at the Council for Christian Colleges & Universities.

Wisdom…

God is a fire that warms and kindles the heart and inward parts.
Hence, if we feel in our hearts the cold which comes from the
devil – for the devil is cold – let us call on the Lord. He will
come to warm our hearts with perfect love, not only for Him but
also for our neighbor, and the cold of him who hates the good will
flee before the heat of His countenance.

St. Seraphim of Sarov

HT to Bishop Mark

There's an Attraction…

to all the canons, creeds, texts, rubrics, and services of Orthodoxy. This is probably more so for people coming to the Faith from the stripped down world of American Christianity. The richness, the possibilities, the guidance, even the sense that there’s more to faith than repeating songs on a television screen can be quite alluring.

Yet at best these are tools, not ends in themselves but helpers along the journey. They are essential and indispensible in some ways but not the end of the matter. The end of the matter is to be like Christ, to be joined to Him. Better, I think to strive to be like Christ because as you do all the canons and creeds and things that matter will be fulfilled and you lessen the risk of getting lost on your way Home while you were wandering through the books.

The Truth Is…

that the Christian life is strewn in, though, and about, with blessings. The vast majority of them are of the small but substantial kind. In some cases they are the same as an earthly blessing. Most of them will be unseen to eyes without illumination. All of them, even the smallest ones, are either eternal in and of themselves or setting us on the path to things eternal.

Wise Thoughts…

The reason that fasting has an effect on the spirits of evil rests in its powerful effect on our own spirit. A body subdued by fasting brings the human spirit freedom, strength, sobriety, purity, and keen discernment.

St. Ignati Brianchaninov