“The LORD told Abram ‘GO’… And Abram went.”

Beloved of God,

Summertime has always been, for me, a time when I look forward to traveling; a time for entering new spaces and rhythms in family and congregational life; a time for visiting new and familiar landscapes and coming home renewed.   Last year at this time our family was re-entering life in the Northwest after having been on sabbatical.  We’ve been playing the “where were we a year ago?” game for the past four months, and it’s enabled us to recapture some of the experiences we shared along the way and to keep alive the prospect of returning “someday” to places and people we came to cherish along the way.

When God issues the call to Abram to leave everything he’s known—country, hometown, family—and to go to a new place that God will show him, God promises Abram that through him “all the families of the earth will be blessed.” (Gen. 12:3)  In response to this call, “Abram went.”  Historian Thomas Cahill calls these two words “two of the boldest words in all literature” for they signal a complete departure form everything that has gone before in the long evolution of culture and sensibility.  “Out of ancient humanity,” writes Cahill “comes a party traveling by no known compass.  Out of the human race…comes a leader who says he has been given an impossible promise. Out of mortal imagination comes a dream of something new, something better, something yet to happen, something—in the future.”[1]  What’s being midwifed in this encounter, according to Cahill, as a whole new concept—the concept that what lies ahead us could be different from what we’ve known before; the concept of FUTURE.

These days we take the FUTURE for granted. That is, we take the idea that tomorrow could be different than today —and different in significant ways and better ways—for granted.  The recent Great Recession, the acceleration of Climate change, and the continuing specter of terrorism may have put a chink in that armor, but by and large we (at least I) carry in my head the notion that the future is not predetermined or just a rerun of the past, but can be different; that I can change, that circumstances can improve, that the world can be better. 

Theologically speaking, Lutherans have held a dim view of the human capacity to change.  The mystery of the cross lies at the very heart of our way of seeing God at work in the world, suffering and dying and coming face to face with all that is wrong with human existence.  “We are in bondage to sin and cannot free ourselves,” we confess!  Yet Christ’s crucifixion is not the final act or word.  God’s final word is RESURRECTION, and it is not only a word, it is an ACT as well as a PROMISE.  What drives my conviction that my future and the world’s future can be different is my faith in the resurrection of Jesus.  On Easter morning we learn that God has something more planned for us and this world than a trajectory that ends in the graveyard.  We have a future “hidden in God,” a “better country” to look forward to; one that begins now and will reach its full embodiment when God deems it time.  Our job is to trust that truth and to live into it.  This resurrection faith gets affirmed in profound ways when I have the privilege of accompanying people of faith as they prepare to cross from this life to the next.

As I write to you, the recent death of our brother in Christ Al Drackert on June 29th is fresh in my mind.  When I last saw Al at his apartment at Daystar the day before he died, he was lying in his bed.  As I leaned over him he looked up at me, opened his eyes, smiled his crooked smile, and said, “Thanks for everything, Pastor.”  Oh, thank YOU, Al.  Later, when Chris arrived with her flute, we sang some of his favorite hymns with the members of his family who were present, and Al hummed along, chiming in “that’s a good one.”  At the edge of death Al was praising and thanking God.

Al knew the meaning of gratitude and found a way to express it on a daily basis.  One of his favorite phrases was “gracious living.”  Whether he was with his friend Bob Gains delivering Meals on Wheels, or passing the peace in worship, or reflecting on life from a hospital bed, he always steered back to that place.  His inner compass was locked on Grace, and because of that his eyes were opened to see blessings blossom all around.  “I am amazed” he would say.   As he prepared to make his final journey from this life to the next, Al seemed fully prepared to relinquish what he’d known here and to place his life with trust in the arms of the God of resurrection, the God who holds the future.  Blessed to be a blessing.

We are all blessed to be a blessing.  God’s promise to Abram is still being worked out in the lives of people of faith across the globe, in your life and mine, as we journey through this life.  Wherever our journeys take us this summer, whether near or far, we all will be given myriad opportunities to bless those we encounter; to pass God’s grace and blessing on. 

Via con Dios – Go with God!

Pastor Erik

“When you send forth your Spirit, we are renewed, we are renewed!” – Psalm 104

Beloved of God,

If you were in worship on Pentecost Sunday (May 24), you participated in a conversation break during the sermon.  The theme for Pentecost Sunday was the Spirit being unleashed on Christ’s disciple community—PUSHING THEM OUT into the public square to engage with others and share the good news of what God was bringing to the world through Jesus.  The first question folks were invited to discuss in small clusters around the sanctuary was: 

What is the chief resource of our congregation?

Your most common response was “the people.”  Many cards had modifiers attached, like “caring people” or “motivated people” or “welcoming people” or “young people.”  Other answers clustered around our building as a resource and how it is used or could be used to help the neighbor.  Still others identified the “welcoming spirit” and “friendliness.”  These answers are not surprising.  The congregational culture of Peace, its “DNA” so to speak, expresses itself in warm and welcoming hospitality.

But it’s not enough to identify what the chief resource of our congregation is; we have to make certain we utilize that resource to connect our congregation to the neighbors and neighborhoods that surround us.  To that end, folks were asked to discuss a second question:

How can we use that resource to connect to the neighbors that surround us?

To this question there were a great variety of responses.  Some of them focused on getting us OUT of the building and interacting with neighbors, or hosting events outside that supported interaction with neighbors.  Some mentioned what we’re already doing and others suggested more fully utilizing music and the arts as a means to interaction.  I hope that conversations around these questions will be ongoing ones for us.  If you have any brainstorms, please jot them down and share them with me or with Bob Wightman, our president—we’d like to hear from you!

The fact is, we are doing much to convey the message that we are a congregation that cares about its neighbors.  Whether it’s hosting Mary’s Place families, supporting local food banks, building Little Libraries, sharing our facility, building raingardens, floating seal rafts, doing biannual landscape projects in the community, serving meals at Compass Center, or going about God’s work with our hands in other ways, I believe we sense the importance of bringing our vision and our energies to birth out in the world.  Surely this is the Spirit’s call!  I believe that this, in part, is why our congregation is bucking the trend of most urban congregations and GROWING in membership rather than SHRINKING.  

The pulsing core of our mission begins in our gatherings around God’s Word, Font and Table.  Without the experience of weekly worship, our batteries run down and our motivation for service suffers.  But our worship life is only the beginning.  Our life of faith never stops here or ends here or stays here.  The Spirit propels us ever outward, just as it propelled the disciple community out of their homes and into the streets.  Wherever the Spirit propels you these coming months, I pray that it will be an enriching and rejuvenating time, and a time when you are able practice your vocation as a bearer of good news in ways that make a difference!

Yours in Christ,

Pastor Erik

Beloved of God,

I can’t say when I first heard of Pastor André Trocmé or the protestant village of Le Chambon-sur-Lignon, but I’ve always been drawn to people of high moral integrity.  So when I heard the story of a village in France that harbored Jewish refugees during WW2 at great risk, I was captivated by it.  When I began planning my sabbatical, Le Chambon emerged as one place I wanted to see firsthand.  I wanted my family to get as close as possible to this story and the people and principles behind it.

At first, I had limited luck in my internet searches for information about whether a museum dedicated to the heroic efforts of the people there existed.  I could only find references to a temporary museum that once existed, or to the dream that a museum might one day be built.  But then I found an article by Dr. Patrick Henry, a retired professor from Whitman College.  His article gave a brief but thorough explanation of the historical context in which this “conspiracy of goodness” took place.  As time before our departure for sabbatical was running short, I tracked down his email address and wrote him, hoping he might respond.   Not only did he write back almost immediately, sharing information that proved immensely helpful as I prepared for our visit to Le Chambon, unbeknownst to me he blind copied Nelle Trocmé Hewitt, the daughter of Pastor André and Magda Trocmé.  Within a few hours of my initial inquiry I found myself corresponding with a woman who not only knew of Le Chambon, she had been at the epicenter of these events as both a witness and participant!  Nelly provided me with information about the newly opened state-of-the-art museum in Le Chambon, Lieu de Mémoire, as well as the names of contacts she knew.  And she urged me to see Pierre Sauvage’s film Weapons of the Spirit, before I left town—which I did.  The entire series of exchanges was a Spirit-inspired gold mine!

On May 3rd you have the opportunity to hear more about this incredible story of neighbor love that took place in Le Chambon and the surrounding farms and villages of the Vivarais Plateau.  Dr. Henry will address the combined Adult and Youth classes from 9:15am to 10:15am.  Then, following worship, we’ll share a simple lunch in the Fellowship Hall, as we view the film Weapons of the Spirit and continue our conversation together.  I hope you’ll come.

Throughout the Easter season we hear stories from the book of Acts which speak to the Spirit-infested power of the gospel life, which spins good news out into the world with untamable, centrifugal force.  Old boundaries fall away in the wake of such a force; and new connections into the community of Jesus abound.  Readings from the letters of John, like the excerpt above, remind us that everything that comes from God is predicated on LOVE. “Those who do not love a brother or sister whom they have seen, cannot love God whom they have not seen,” writes John.  Whatever fears may seek to lay hold of us, skewing or dominating our lives and keeping us curved in on ourselves, says John, as we place our trust in the God revealed to us in Jesus, God’s “perfect love casts out our fear.”  When that happens, the unknown loses its ability to keep us in bondage.  And when this happens, incredible acts follow.

In his memoire, Pastor Trocmé wrote of the important role played by the parish’s Bible study leaders and group meetings: “It was there, and not elsewhere, that answers from God came regarding the complicated problems we had to resolve for the housing and hiding of Jews…It was there that we conceived of non-violent resistance.”¹ Through their animated discussion of the Bible and its role in their lives, these groups “saved the situation” in Le Chambon.  They provided opportunities for faithful reflection and the development of strategies for sheltering those fleeing from the German and the French authorities.

The work of the Spirit continues in our own day and context, and our job is to align ourselves—individually and communally—with the Spirit’s mission.   When we keep our hearts, minds, and bodies opened to the Spirit’s breath, we will end up in some surprising places!  That’s the journey we’re on together, as we sing with the Psalmist:

“When you send forth your Spirit, we are renewed—we are renewed!”

With you on the Way,

Pastor Erik

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¹ Alicia J. Batton, University of Sudbury, Ontario. Reading the Bible in Occupied France: Andre Trocmé and Le Chambon. p. 14.  Quoted from A. Trocmé, Autobiographie “André and Magda Trocmé Papers,” copyright Swarthmore College Peace Collection, 1960’s) 357.

“They put him to death by hanging him on a tree; but God raised him on the third day.”  – Acts 10:39, 40

“The world breaks every one, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”

Ernest Hemingway, Farewell to Arms

Dear Easter People!

Throughout the Lenten season we have watched as the cross on the east wall of our sanctuary has gradually become the Tree of Life.  God’s act of raising Jesus from the dead transforms what the world forever intends to be the tree of crucifixion into the Tree of Life!  This is the new reality we celebrate on Easter.  The final verdict God pronounces upon us and on all creation is not a sentence of death but rather a sentence of LIFE! 

This doesn’t mean that all the woundings that life inflicts on us magically disappear on Easter—they don’t.  The risen Jesus himself reveals this truth to us.  In his appearance to the disciple community after his resurrection, both in Luke and in John, Jesus shows them his wounds.  His hands, feet, and side still bear the marks of the nails and spear.  And yet, these wounds no longer hold him captive, for they have been healed.  “The world breaks every one,” wrote Hemingway, “and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”  The resurrection makes all who put their trust in the God of Jesus strong in the broken places.

Recently a colleague introduced me to a centuries-old Japanese art for fixing broken pottery. It’s called kintsugi or “golden joinery”.[1] Instead of discarding broken bowls, plates and vases, this approach to pottery (and to life) celebrates the artifact’s unique history by emphasizing the fractures and breaks instead of hiding or disguising them.  The pottery is bound in its broken places with a special lacquer and then dusted with powdered gold, silver, or platinum.  The result: beautiful seams of gold glint in the cracks of ceramic ware, giving it a truly unique appearance.  It is often the case that this approach to repair makes the repaired piece even more beautiful than the original, revitalizing it with new life.  The art of kintsugi, which dates back more than 500 years, is related to the Japanese philosophy of wabi-sabi: finding beauty in the flawed or imperfect.

Franciscan Richard Rohrer calls imperfection “the organizing principle of the entire human spiritual enterprise.”  St. Francis, says Rohrer, wore patches on the outside of his habit so everyone would know what he was like on the inside.  “Imperfection,” says Rohrer, “is not to be tolerated, marginalized, excused, or contextualized, or even forgiven, it is the framework in which God makes the Godself known and calls us into union.”

As we celebrate the resurrection of Christ, and God’s promise that we, too, will be raised with Christ to new life, we rejoice!  For we now know that the Master Potter who formed us in the beginning will re-form us in all our broken places, repairing the fragile vessels of our lives so that they stand—even now—as emblems of beauty and grace: the broken made whole. 

Alleluia! 

Pastor Erik