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“The Man with the Bag”: A Christmas Pageant

Filed under: Conversatons with Pastor Jeff — Pastor Jeff at 5:15 pm on Monday, December 31, 2007

(The opening song, a big band tune entitled, “The Man with the Bag”, begins playing through the sound system. A line of children with their parents forms, waiting impatiently in a mall for Santa to arrive. Santa’s teenager helper elf looks anxiously at her watch: Santa is late! Finally Santa enters. Looking harried, he takes his place on the throne, and a rapid procession of children are shuttled up to briefly sit on his lap. The music comes to an end.)

(Throughout the pageant, the only words spoken by the onstage actor playing Santa will be a frequent “Ho, Ho, Ho”, spoken with a variety of expressions. Occasionally he throws in a “Merry Christmas” as well. When “Santa’s Voice” speaks, a pre-recorded voice over is heard, giving us the inner thoughts of Santa.)

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho!

Cassie: (Climbing up on Santa’s lap, pulling his beard.) Is this real?

Santa: Merry Christmas!

Santa Voice: Yes, kid, it’s real and that hurts!

Erika: (Climbing up on Santa’s lap, poking him in his belly.) You’re too skinny to be Santa. I think you’re fake.

Santa: Ho, ho, ho.

Santa Voice: Everybody’s a critic.

Christina: (Climbing up on Santa’s lap.) I want a Natari, a x box, a I phone, a ….

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho.

Santa Voice: I get it, kid, you want the whole world. And if you get all this stuff, you gunna be happy then?? I doubt it.

(The following cell phone pieces can be improvised.)

Terri: (Carrying many shopping bags, stands at the front of the aisle, talking anxiously, irritably on her cell phone to her husband. ) No, no, no. He’s got to have the blue one. The one with all the gadgets and gizmos. I’m telling you, Johnny won’t be happy with the cheaper one. Trust me on this.

Olivia: (Down stage right. Sarcastically) Look, Ralph, it’s okay if you don’t have time to come by my parents’ house on Christmas Eve. It really doesn’t matter — even though they’ve been nothing but nice to you, and my Dad DID get you your job. (Pause.) Angry? Do I sound angry? (Pause.) What do you mean by that?

Justin: (With shopping bags, downstage left.) Okay, so I’ll stop by the Gap, and then Urban Outfitters, (etc., etc., etc,) but you’ve got Wall Mart covered, right?

Terri: What do you mean, they rejected your credit card?? Well, use the MasterCard, then!

Justin: Come on, honey. There’s got to a parking space somewhere. Don’t give up.

Terri: You’re telling me they turned down your MasterCard as well? Well try the other Visa Card. (Pause.) No, the OTHER visa card.

Olivia: Look, I’ve already been to the Disney store, but, I’m not getting our daughter the Snow White Doll. (Listening.) I just don’t want her to idolize this thing. She’s got a waist that makes her look downright anorexic. Excuse me Ralph, why am I here?!! Do you think Cindy should idolize this Snow White doll? I mean Snow White’s dressed like a little tramp! Wait a minute: is this your way of telling me to lose weight?!!”

Santa voice: I can’t take this anymore. I gotta get out of here. Gotta get some fresh air.

Santa: (Standing, voice breaking.) Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas. (Grabbing his Santa bag, he hurries down the center aisle, as all the other characters look after him, bewildered.)

Cassie: (to Olivia.) Was that the real Santa?

Olivia: No, honey, he’s just one of Santa’s helpers, and he’s having a bad day.

Anthem

Santa Voice: (Coming down center aisle.) I’m so glad I got outta there. I swear, I was gunna suffocate. Good thing I remembered to bring my bag of treasure. Can’t lose that. Gee, it’s dark out here. (Turns and faces the congregation.) Where are the street lights? And what about all the cars? Where the heck am I? Geez, I’m lost. How’d I manage to do that?

Santa: (As if asking, “Is anyone out there?”) Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas!

(Three Wisemen enter from back, pointing at the star. Their path brings them to Santa.)

Wise Man 1: Greetings, stranger.

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho!

Santa voice: Man, am I glad to see you guys.

Wise Man 2: He speaks a strange dialect.

Santa voice: They don’t speak English. But they seem friendly enough.

Wise Man 3: And what strange clothing! From what corner of the world does one find a dye as red as a cardinal’s wings? (Others shrug.)

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho.

Wise Man 1: What do you suppose this “Ho, Ho, Ho” means?

Wise Man 2: It seems to be some kind of cry for help. He seems lost. In need. I think we’d better bring him with us. (Wise Men gesture reassuringly, inviting Santa to accompany them.)

Wiseman 3: (Referring to his great bag.) Your bag — it looks heavy. Let us help you with it. (He reaches out to help Santa with his bag, but Santa pulls back.)

Santa Voice: That’s my treasure bag, pal. Nobody carries the treasure bag but old Santa himself. (They exit together.) What a great bunch of guys. I guess they can’t tell I’m lost. Man, is it dark out here or what? Look at all the stars. But wait a minute, that’s one bright star. I’ve never seen such a bright star.

Anthem

(Shepherds appear on altar; Wise Men and Santa enter coming down aisle.)

Santa Voice: Great! More people. One of thems gotta speak English.

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho! (Throughout the scene, Santa says Ho, Ho, Ho, whenever he feels like it.)

Wise Man 1: Greetings, local peasants, why the starry-eyed look?

Shepherd 1: We have seen the baby. We have seen Christ the Lord.

(The Wise Men, moved in the awareness they are approaching the holy one, fall on their knees in prayer.)

Santa Voice: Doesn’t anybody around here speak English? Come on somebody’s got to speak English. I just need a few directions. You see, I was working at the Rockaway Mall, and I went out to get some fresh air, and somehow I managed to get lost. So if somebody could just direct me back to like one of the major highways — say interstate 80, or 46 — I should be able to find my way from there. Anybody?

Wise Man 2: You have seen the new born King? Did you follow the star?

Shepherd 2: Star? No dem angels told us. While we was watching our sheep.

Wise Man 3: Angels? You have seen celestial beings, sent by God, to announce the savior’s coming?

Shepherd 1: Yeah. Somethen like that. They was jumping all over the sky.

Wise Man 1: So you have actually seen the baby King?

Shepherd 3: (Pointing from whence they came.) Yeah, he is just down the road here.

Wise Man 1: How will we know where to find him? Is he in a great palace?

Shepherd 1: No. This King is lives among us poor folk. You’ll find him in the stable. Lying in a manger. Just like dem angels told us.

Wise Man 3: A king born in a stable. Most remarkable!

Shepherd 2: Why does this guy keep saying, “Ho, ho, ho”? What does it mean?

Wise Man 1: We think it means, “Help me.” (Shepherds nod, understanding.)

Wise Man 2: (Pause.) You are leaving the baby King?

Shepherd 2: We must return to our sheep. They need us. You know, they’re always crying, “Ho, ho, ho!” It’s our job to help them.

Wise Man 3: Noble work.

(Everybody says bye, as both parties head off in different directions, exiting down side aisles to rear of the sanctuary.)

Anthem (As the anthem begins, Mary, Joseph and with the baby Jesus enter and sit at the center of the altar space. Angels, led by the Star Angel, process down the center aisle, and take their places standing behind Mary, Joseph and the baby.)

(When the anthem is over, Wise Men and Santa enter coming down center aisle. The Choir will simultaneously make their way to the piano.)

Santa Voice: I never knew there was so much undeveloped space near the Rockaway mall.

Wise Man 1: My friends, after all our months of travel, I believe we have finally reached our destination!

Wise Man 2: Here is the stable.

Wise Man 3: And there is the baby and his mother. (The three wisemen fall down before the baby and worship him. Santa stays back, confused by what is happening.)

Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho.

Anthem (As part of Santa’s musings, he listens to the choir. There song is part of what leads Santa to realize he has come to the manger in Bethlehem.)

Santa voice: This… this is the baby Jesus. I don’t know how this can be, but my heart tells me that it is true, this is Mary and the baby Jesus. And these are the Wise Men. (Falling to his knees.)

Santa: Ho, ho, ho.

Santa voice: My bag, my bag! That’s why I brought this bag so far, so I would have something to give the baby Jesus! (Santa opens up the bag, and starts searching through.) There’s nothing here! I’ve been carrying this bag around forever, and there’s absolutely nothing here. I have no treasure — nothing to give the baby Jesus.

(Santa collapses his face into his hands. Pause. A voice, also pre-recorded is heard.)

Baby Jesus voice: Santa man. (Santa looks up, confused.) Santa man. I love you. Santa man, I don’t want your bag. I want you. I want your heart. I love you, Santa man.

(Santa sits up.)

Santa voice: May I hold you?

Baby Jesus voice: I’d love that! (Santa stands, takes the baby Jesus into his arms, and turns to face the congregation.)

Santa: (With genuine joy.) Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!

Anthem

My Christmas Letter

Filed under: Conversatons with Pastor Jeff — Pastor Jeff at 12:18 pm on Thursday, December 27, 2007

It’s been a relatively quiet year at the actual home front. The off spring, however are spreading their wings, moving beyond the nest, doing wondrous things, having adventures. Kate spent four months studying wildlife and culture in Tanzania. She’ll never be the same again. Andrew exercises his remarkable creativity studying film and animation at the College of Santa Fe. Bobby is an accomplished soccer goalkeeper, training year round. He’s kind to little children and charming to the elderly, and a nearly constant challenge to his parents’ patience. In this distressing, troubling world we live in, we are hopeful that our children may be able to contribute some good. Sarah continues to work as a speech pathologist with severely retarded persons, and I continue, happily, to serve as pastor, approaching 19 years here. Some days we feel irritable and discouraged; others we feel wondrously blessed and conscious of enormous love in our lives.

May you be aware of the love present in your life.

Among other things, the Christmas story says that life is full of surprises, and in the midst of life’s great uncertainties, there is extraordinary grace. An unwed, teenage girl discovers she’s pregnant and the predictable, safe life she has been imagining for herself is snatched away. Nonetheless, she says, “Let it be according to thy word; I am the handmaiden of the Lord.” Wondrous things come to pass because of her willingness to say, “Let it be.” By no means easy, but full of blessings.

The baby is born in extreme poverty. There is no darkness too deep that the Light of God cannot penetrate. Whatever uncertainties, obstacles, or challenges to your endurance that you are dealing with this year, I pray you can patiently wait for the light that the darkness cannot overcome. In the end, all the surprises are wonderful.

Winter Solstice

Filed under: Conversatons with Pastor Jeff — Pastor Jeff at 11:22 am on Friday, December 21, 2007

So today is the Winter Solstice — the shortest day of the year; the longest night of the year. Appropriately enough, it is gray today, even further diminishing the light. It is, nonetheless, a day of triumph, because we know the darkness has this day done its worst, and we are still standing. Although we still have several months of winter remaining, the power of winter this day is broken. From herein, the days get longer and the nights shorter.It is no mere coincidence that we celebrate Jesus’ birth at this time of year. The light comes into a deep darkness. The light comes quietly, easily missed, in a babe born in extreme poverty; but in the end, the light prevails.Today is also the birthday of John Jernstrom, who a little less than two years ago unexpectedly departed this world to enter into the glorious light of God’s heaven. Thank you God, for the gift of John and for the enduring impact of his love in this world. Blessings of light this day upon Sarah and Zak.

Here is a good hymn for this day, written by Christina Rosetti, which we will sing together this coming Sunday:

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall fell away when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable palce sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
cherumbim and seraphim thronged the ear;
but his mother only, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped the beloved with a kiss.

What can I gve him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
if I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him: give my heart.
I invite you to join us Christmas Eve at 7 p.m. as we make room in our hearts together for the birth of Christ with our candlelight communion service.

Pastor’s Report

Filed under: Conversatons with Pastor Jeff — Pastor Jeff at 3:10 pm on Monday, December 17, 2007

My Annual Church Conference Pastor’s Report

After extensive research, I have determined that, on average, only four people read the entire Church Conference Booklet cover to cover, and, illogical though it may seem, only two people read my Pastor’s Report all the way through. In order to encourage more thorough reading of this important literary document, I will insert clever content questions throughout. When the letters of the correct answers are put together, they will spell the key to our church’s life. Figure it out, and you win you a prize! Now, how’s that for incentive to read?

At a recent Skylands District meeting, Bishop Devadhar summarized some striking statistical trends regarding the Greater New Jersey Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church. He said that over the past 40 years, the membership of the conference has declined by over 100,000 while during the same time period the population of New Jersey has grown by over three million persons. In 1965 Methodists made up 6.5 % of New Jersey’s population. In 2005 we made up only 1.25 %. The average age of a person living in NJ is 37. The average age of members of the GNJAC is 57. We have 65 fewer churches than we had forty years ago. Currently, there are 597 churches in our conference. Our smallest 306 churches are declining at a rate of 7%, while the largest 20 churches are growing at a rate of 2.5% If these trends continue, over half of our churches will likely be closed twenty years from now, and the conference (as well as the denomination at large within our country) will be dominated by large churches.

Demographically, there are obvious challenges facing our church. In Parsippany for example, the great majority of those who would consider themselves “Christian” would identify themselves with the Roman Catholic tradition. Parsippany contains a range of faiths other than Christian, with the Hindu population being the one that is growing most rapidly.

1) In 1965 Methodists made up 6.5 % of New Jersey’s population. In 2005, what portion of the population did we make up? Was it,
E) 1.25%; F) 5.5%; G) 3.0% ; H) 8.25% ?

Despite our loss of membership in our conference, Bishop Devadhar pointed out the striking fact that 65% of New Jersey’s population have no real involvement in a community of faith. There are no lack of people near at hand who are in need of a spiritual community. The direction in which our society continues to rapidly move — towards greater materialism, isolation and transience, anxiety and emptiness — makes the need all the greater for a spiritual community grounded in Christ.

To say the least, these are challenging times for our denomination. Although I am confident that twenty years from now our congregation will still be carrying out a vital ministry in Parsippany, nonetheless, it is clear that we need to be intentional as we look at how we go about being the church in a world that has changed dramatically in recent decades.

2) What two persons marked the 50th anniversary of their membership in our church on December 1, 2007? Was it, A) Jim and Rita Maclay; B) Dorothy and Toto; C) Fred and Grace Schlosshauer; D) Lewis and Clark ?

To assist with this process of reflection, our bishop has encouraged conversation around a book by Robert Schnase entitled “Five Practices of Fruitful Congregations.” I want to attempt an analysis of the present state of our congregation around these five practices.

1) Radical hospitality. It’s tough to be truly objective about how we are doing with hospitality, since we are the “insiders” imagining how “outsiders” see our church. Nonetheless, I am inclined to think that we are a more welcoming congregation than most. The lament you hear made elsewhere of by people visiting congregations and having no one greet them is one that seems unlikely to be made by newcomers in our midst. If anything, a newcomer is more likely to complain about getting too much attention, particularly in the context of our enthusiastic passing of the peace.

For years I have made it a point of extending a welcome at the outset of worship in which I state that we believe that newcomers are Jesus come in disguise with blessings. Every week we celebrate that “there’s always room in the circle” because Jesus is at the center of our circle.

3) How many new members did we receive in the past year? Was it,
A) 10 B) 7 C) 4 D) 16 ?

In the past year we established a hospitality committee made up of persons of a range of ages with natural gifts for extending welcome, in order to make sure that new persons don’t somehow fall through the cracks.

At the beginning of the Fall we held three workdays at our church building. These workdays served two purposes: they provided folks who had only recently been attending our church opportunity to work beside long term members, thereby enhancing their sense of belonging. And it allowed us to spruce up the walls with fresh paint, making our building space more inviting. Particular attention was given to the entrance foyers as well as to the Little Angels Room. We have new families bringing young children to our worship and Sunday School, and we wanted the space to be particularly welcoming.

4) How many baptisms took place in our church in the past year? Was it,
P) 2; Q) 4; R) 7; S) 5 ?

With an eye to the impression made on newcomers among us, I redid all of the bulletin boards in our entranceway, filling them with candid photos from the life of our congregation that convey our vitality, joy and warmth, with special emphasis on our children. (One bulletin board now contains our “cradle roll”, emphasizing the responsibility our congregation has for each child baptized among us. Another bulletin board is entitled “Hall of Saints”, listing the members of our fellowship who have died in the last thirty years, with photos for remembrance. Our fellowship includes those newly born into this world, all the way to those newly born in the next world.) We took photo displays to the September Parsippany Day Street Fair to witness to our presence in the community. Some day soon we hope to have a new sign out front; in the meantime, a colorful, invitational banner has been hanging on the front lawn since shortly before Easter.

A significance change in the age we live in has to do with the role of the internet. People commonly visit church websites before they ever set foot within the building. With this in mind, I began a Pastor’s blog on our website, where my reflections and sermons have been posted. A number of the new people in our midst have commented on how helpful they found this.

Our church has established a reputation for hospitality with the variety of dinners we host. In the past year, this has included a ham dinner, a flag day pork roast, a roast beef dinner, a murder mystery party, a covered dish summer picnic, and the Skylands District Clergy Christmas Dinner.

On May 6th our congregation hosted an evening with Ursula Pawel, a Jewish holocaust survivor and educator. Following a write up in local newspapers, sixty people gathered in our sanctuary to hear Mrs. Pawel speak movingly about her experience in a prison camp, followed with a time of questions and answers and concluded with refreshments. About half of the people present were from beyond our congregation, including Rabbi Ron Kaplan from our neighbor, Temple Beth Am. It was a deeply moving experience for all of us.

5) On May 6th, Ursula Pawel spoke in our sanctuary describing her experience surviving D) Hurricane Katrina; E) being shipwrecked in the Pacific; F) getting lost in the Sahara; G) a Nazi Concentration camp.

2) Passionate worship. For me, what happens on Sunday morning is at the heart of my ministry. I spend a good deal of time reflecting upon the Scripture lesson for the week, listening for the voice of God, preparing myself to preach. People often ask me, “After all these years of preaching, why don’t you just save yourself a lot of time and recycle old sermons?” It is hard for me to explain, but this simply isn’t a viable option for me. If I were to do this, I am certain I would find the experience lifeless. For me, preaching is an event lodged in the present — impacted by what is going on inside my own soul as well as what is going on in the life of our congregation in the present. Having preached now for 27 years, the scripture passages are all familiar to me, having preached on them numerous times in the past. But each week, I hear something new in them. So, preaching is a passion for me.

6) On April 22nd, Sharon Coughlin spoke in our worship about D) her experience of climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro; E) playing on the women’s national softball team; F) her experience almost getting attacked by a coyote in Reynolds Park; G) Global Warming.

The music offered up in worship also arises from passion, whether it be our choir, bell choir, acapello group, instrumentalists, or soloists. Our time of prayer in worship provides opportunity for members to go to the microphone at the front of the sanctuary to pray out loud both their joys and their concerns, with their church family seated behind them in prayer. Often we are moved deeply with the authenticity of what is shared with God in our mutual prayer. Bob Keller, Darryl Sokolowski, Al Booth, and David Turner have all taken turns preparing and delivering the sermon in my absence.

Sharon Coughlin spoke to the congregation on Earth Day, April 22nd, challenging us to take seriously our responsibility to be good stewards of God’s good earth in the face of the reality of Global Warming.

7) Which of the following did not give a sermon in worship in the past year:
L) Al Booth; M) Bob Keller; N) Derek Jeter; O) Darryl Sokolowski.

3) Intentional faith development. There have been a series of short term study and sharing groups offered both on Sunday mornings and weekdays, three led by David Turner, and one by Tim Tyler. I have lead two new members’ classes. In addition, our Wednesday morning healing prayer group continues to be a staple of our congregational life, with 6 to 12 people gathering each week for sharing, guided meditation, and intercessory prayer for countless needs within and beyond our congregation.

A special emphasis was given to faith development during the season of Lent. I wrote a daily devotional which was given to all members. The devotions were also sent out daily through email, encouraging everyone to share a common theme of reflection. A well received component of these devotions was the fact that over the course of the six weeks of Lent, the entire membership of our church was prayed for, with six or eight persons (both adults and children) lifted up each day by name. On Fridays during Lent I made a commitment to spending the lunch hour in our sanctuary praying for our church’s renewal, and inviting anyone so moved to join me. During Holy Week a temporary labyrinth was placed on the floor of the Fellowship Hall, and members were encouraged to walk it for personal prayer, reflection, and repentance. An article in the Daily Record extended an invitation to the larger community to walk the labyrinth.

8) During holy week, which of the following was set up in the fellowship hall:
A) a Labyrinth; B) a nativity scene; C) a petting zoo; D) a re-enactment of Jesus’ driving out the money changers and pigeon salespeople from the temple.

The United Methodist Women have continued meeting faithfully once a month, and every Tuesday morning a small group of men meet together for breakfast. A small senior high youth group has met faithfully every Sunday evening with Bill and Amy Gripp. Recently a new middle school youth group is beginning to meet.

In March I began inviting members of the church to set up an appointment to spend an hour or more with me for conversation, without an agenda in mind, simply giving the holy spirit opportunity to lead us. The meetings have taken place in restaurants, in homes, in the church office or sanctuary, and over walks through parks. They have been a rich blessing to me, and I trust for those I have met with as well To date I have met with our about 45 church members.

9) Funding for the retreat that we sponsored in June for persons living with HIV/AIDS came from which of the following: W) The Federal Government;
X) the Kiwanis Club; Y) An anonymous benefactor referred to as Mr. X;
Z) The Greater New Jersey Annual Conference.

3) Risk taking mission and service. With funding provided by our annual conference, our church hosted another weekend retreat for persons living with HIV/AIDS in Northern New Jersey. The retreat was held at Xavier Center on the campus of St. Elizabeth College from Friday evening, June 8 through Sunday lunch, June 10. Twenty people gathered, with the majority of persons coming from Jersey City and Paterson. I gave a series of talks in which I retold the story of Jesus as recorded in the Gospel of Luke. The response sheets that were filled out by the retreatants indicated that the weekend was a wonderful time for drawing closer to Jesus and to one another.*

10) Which of the following quotes was not found on the evaluation sheets filled out by those who went on our HIV/AIDS Retreat:
X) “We even received a relaxing and meditative massage!” Y) “I am blessed to have this retreat as an outlet to look forward to after life’s wear and tear each year.” Z) “I believe that God is here.” A) “Enough already with the trombones blasting at 4 a.m.!”

Every other month a group of persons from our church prepare dinner and take it to Homeless Solutions, the homeless shelter in Morris Plains, where they serve it to the thirty or so people who have found themselves forced to find shelter there.

11) How much money does our congregation pay each year towards our mortgage: Is it, J) $39,000; K) $51,000; L) $18,000; or M) $67,000?

5) Extravagant generosity. Six years ago we began construction of our long awaited new sanctuary. Along with a particularly awe-inspiring worship space came the responsibility to meet a mortgage that at the outset stood at $640,000. After steadily paying $66,943 each year, the mortgage has been reduced to $452,637. Paying off a mortgage isn’t the most exciting thing to give to in the world, but in ten years, after making these payments year in and year out, we will be able to remove this line item from our budget, freeing up our resources for any number of new ways of funding our ministries.

Although we typically run behind throughout each budget year, every year we have succeeded in paying our “fair share” giving by the end of the year, supporting the ministries of the United Methodist Church in New Jersey and abroad.

During every Sunday worship service, dollars for missions are collected as our children come forward for the children’s sermon. Nearly $2,000 was raised for Heifer International, including $500 for Bessie the cow. Recently we have begun raising money for the United Methodist program, “Nothing But Nets”, in which $10 sends bed netting to a family in Africa, protecting them from the mosquitoes that spread malaria, the cause of death for millions of people.

Throughout the year, donations from our membership make it possible for me to assist persons both inside and our outside our congregation in times of financial crisis through the Pastor’s Discretionary Fund. In the past year I gave out over $2,000 in emergency aid. Food offerings are collected throughout the year and taken to the Parsippany Food Bank. At Christmas time, four local families living in poverty are “adopted” through Social Services, with presents purchased for each family member. The United Methodist Women make contributions to a variety of missions projects.

Nonetheless, meeting the budget each year tends to hang over our life together with a certain heaviness. Much energy and effort is put into fundraisers that go not to special mission or ministry projects, but simply to help reach the general budget of the church.

12) This past Fall, mission dollars were collected at the outset of the children’s sermon over the course of eight Sundays that funded which of the following: X) an elephant named Tootsie; Y) a rhinoceros named Rocky; Z) a missionary named Harry; A) a cow named Bessie.

After all these years (18 and ½, to be exact), it continues to be a joy to serve with you in our common ministry.

In the kindness, the power, and the amazing grace of Jesus,

Pastor Jeff Edwards

Okay, so by now you should have come up with letters corresponding to the correct answers from each of the 12 questions listed above. Write the letters beneath each of the numbers listed below:
12 11 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
!, the key to our church’s life.

*Here are some of the things the people attending our Spiritual Life Retreat for persons with HIV/AIDS wrote on our their evaluation sheets:

“To be able to come together and to rest in God, to get together with my brothers and sisters in the community living with the virus is a truly wonderful thing.”

“The singing was wonderful.”

“I believe that God is here. And you cannot improve on him.”

“The hospitality, kindness, love and patience that continues to be shown to me, and the group each year… I am blessed to have this retreat as an outlet to look forward too after life’s wear and tear each year.”

“The togetherness, the music and the spoken stories. Life is good.”

“Being there takes the worry of the world far from my mind.”

“The retreat is something I wait in anticipation for each year, and look forward too. I love coming to the retreat and being united with old as well as new friends. Pastor Jeff, and all that help to make the retreat a joyful time for us are truly blessed and chosen by God to give so much of themselves.”

“A very needed thing.”

“I really had a good time. I hope the retreat will keep going, because I really need this kind of experience. I just love it.”

“We absolutely felt at home at this year’s 07 retreat. We relaxed; we communed with others in similar places, played music, ate three scrumptious meals a day, received God’s words through Pastor Jeff, slept very well, took picturesque walks through the campus, prayed my face off, and most of all got along well with others.”

“We even received a relaxing and meditative massage! What a blessing!”

“Lastly, it is my personal view that once a year is just not enough. I realize funding is an obstacle, but, through coordinated communication concerning fundraising; I believe that we can raise the money.”

Light and Darkness; Waking and Sleeping

Filed under: Pastor Jeff's Sermons — Pastor Jeff at 10:27 pm on Sunday, December 2, 2007

A sermon preached on December 2, 2007, based upon Isaiah 2:1 – 5 and Romans 13:11 – 14, entitled, “Light and Darkness; Waking and Sleeping.”

“Come let us walk in the light of the Lord.” This verse from Isaiah expresses the universal quest of all great faiths; to live a life pleasing to God.

All great faiths offer advice on how to live what we refer to as “the spiritual life”. Since spirit is invisible, as God is invisible, there is an immediate challenge confronted in this advice giving: our language is inadequate. We plod along as best we can with our imperfect language, using metaphors: we speak of something we have some understanding of in order to get at that is beyond our grasp.

There are two metaphors that are used in this morning’s scripture lesson to try and get out what we are about in the spiritual life. These metaphors are linked, and both involve dichotomies: light and darkness; wakefulness and sleep.

The usefulness of these metaphors seems clear enough: When you are asleep, you don’t know what you’re doing. If you’re sleeping next to someone, you can jab them with an elbow to their ribs, or steal the covers, and have no clue that you’ve done these things. You can sleep walk, raid the refrigerator, never realizing you’ve done it, because, after all, you’re asleep. So to be awake means being aware of your actions, which is something we are aspiring to do as we engage in this thing we call the spiritual life. To be conscious rather than unconscious.

In a similar fashion, the night — the time of darkness — represents the time when people do things they don’t want seen by others, because to be seen would bring them shame.

This was all the more obvious in the ancient world when there was no electrical light. The daytime with the bounty of sun light was the time you did things you weren’t afraid to have your neighbors see. So walking in the light implies living a life that you would not be ashamed to be seen by others.

In this morning‘s epistle lesson, the apostle Paul declares, “Lay aside the works of darkness, and put on the armor of light.” What are the works of darkness? They are those things we do that if they were exposed to others to see, we would feel ashamed.

A couple of well known movies are helpful to illustrate the usefulness of these metaphors.

Do you remember “To Kill a Mocking Bird”? In a southern town before the civil rights movement, a black man has been arrested and accused of raping a white woman. The story is told from the point of view of the daughter of the lawyer who represents the accused man. There is a scene in the movie in which the black man is locked up in the town jail. It is night time, and the lawyer, aware of the evil that can be done at night, has decided to spend the night seated outside the jail. A mob of angry white men show up, intent on taking the black man from jail by force, skipping the trial. They intend to lynch him.

At just about the same time, the little girl — the daughter of the lawyer — shows up as well, wanting to visit her father whom she wishes were back at home with her. She recognizes the men, knows their children from school, and greets them. “Why are you here?” she asks. They are ashamed to say. Suddenly the eyes of a child witnessing their actions evokes shame in regard to what they were planning to do. The crowd disperses, no longer able to carry out the work of darkness.

You may remember another movie, entitled, interestingly enough, “Witness”, with Harrison Ford playing a cop given the job of protecting an Amish boy who, in a rare trip out of his community with his mother, witnesses a brutal murder committed in a men’s room at a train station.

The Harrison Ford character discovers that the murderers are actually crooked policemen, trying to cover up their own corruption, and aware of the danger that both the boy and himself are in, he flees with the boy to the boy’s Amish Community.

Towards the end of the movie, the corrupt cops figure out where they are, and come to the boy’s farmhouse with their guns, intent on murdering Harrison Ford, so as to once more hide their evil deeds. In the final scene the boy, realizing the danger his friend is in, runs off. The film maker has set it up such a way that we think the boy has gone to retrieve his friend’s gun, betraying his community’s principles of non-violence in order to save the life of his friend.

But this is not what the boy does. Instead, he rings the loud bell that calls forth his neighbors in his Amish community. They come, dozens of them, not with guns to fight the evildoers, but with light to shine on their darkness. If you kill this man, their presence says, your evil deed will be witnessed by this community. It will not be hidden.

In a certain sense, therefore, the spiritual life seems simple enough. To live in the light, means not doing those things we would be ashamed to have others witness.

And yet, its not always as simple as it seems. The metaphors of being awake and asleep, and light and darkness, have their limits of usefulness.

For instance, our “awake time” can be the time when our self-denial functions most strongly, and our sleep can be the time of our greatest honesty, when our dreams tell us truths that we were reluctant to acknowledge when we were awake. And sometimes it is in the middle of the night, when we’re all alone, that we are most honest with ourselves.

And then there is the fact that creation has this rhythm that includes both light and darkness, sleep and awake. Plants require both light and darkness; animals require both times of sleep and being awake. This would suggest that an attempt to avoid either sleep or darkness might well be doomed to failure.

There is this distressing way in which often times people can aspire to be children of the light, and in doing so, end up children of the darkness, because their need to believe that their actions are strictly light filled leads them to deny their own darkness. Jesus’ ministry was rejected by the Pharisees, who were the people of his day most intent on living in the light, and doing good deeds rather than bad deeds. They were consumed with what they believed to be following God’s will. And they were also the ones who orchestrated Jesus’ murder.

The ones who welcomed Jesus and opened themselves to the grace he offered, were those who were most aware of themselves as struggling with the darkness — as sinners in need of redemption.

The fact of the matter is that this journey we call the spiritual life is often a confusing journey, with many stumbling and setbacks, and one of the distinctly odd aspects of this journey is that sometimes the stumbling and the setbacks are actually detours necessary to make progress in the journey, because they lead us into a deeper awareness of God’s grace.

A father had two sons, Jesus said. The younger son, known as the prodigal, did everything wrong, squandering his inheritance, rebelling against his father’s will. The elder son did exactly what he was supposed to do; he did his duty, staying put on the farm. At the end of Jesus’ little parable, the prodigal son ends up walking in the light, while the elder brother is stuck in the darkness.

There is light and darkness in us all. We can try dedicate ourselves to doing only good; for instance, we can make a commitment to always be friendly and helpful and to turn the other cheek, and it may seem to work for a time. But then this pressure begins to build up inside us — the unacknowledged darkness, the repressed anger, and before we actually realize what we‘re doing, we lash out, doing something far more destructive than the simple irritability of which we had tried so hard to rid ourselves.

We’ve all heard stories of famous preachers well known for exhorting their congregations in various ways to “lay aside the works of darkness and put on the armor of light”, who end up with very public tumbles, wherein it was discovered they were doing in the darkness the very things they were railing against in the light of day.

So how do we go about walking in the light of the Lord?

Well, I think the first thing is to simply acknowledge the utter importance of honesty. Pretending the darkness isn’t there when it is, well, that just won’t work. The folks in alcoholics anonymous have learned this. There’s this paradox: the first thing necessary in beginning to gain control over your life, they tell us, is acknowledging that you’re not in control of your life.

It’s a humbling step to take, but until it is made, no real progress will be made. Twelve step programs are based on the principle of absolute honesty. Bring all the darkness out into the light of day, even though what you’re bringing can be pretty ugly. No progress will be made as long as there is denial going on in your heart.

Now here is where the Christian take on the spiritual life is unique. First off, Christianity assumes that all of us, everyone of us, has our dark side — or to put it another way, we’re all sinners. To say I’m not a sinner but others are simply means I’m stuck in denial.

But the thing about Christianity is that, at its heart, its Good News. “Good news of great joy come to all people,” is how the angels announced it to the poor angels. Christianity doesn’t proclaim a God who will kick our butt if we screw up. It proclaims a God who loves us more than we know — a gracious God who welcomes the prodigal home; who takes the lost sheep up into strong but gentle arms, calling the angels to rejoice because the lost has been found.

So we don’t have to pretend. The love we discover in Jesus makes it possible to own up to our darkness.

And in so doing, through the light of God’s wondrous love, we begin, most often slowly but nonetheless surely, to change, progressing towards the great love revealed to us in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Jesus eats with sinners. This morning, in holy communion, he invites us to dine with him.