New Ark United Church of Christ, Newark, DE
December 10, 2017
“Console my people, give them comfort,” says your God (or “Console yourselves,
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Once again, Isaiah has me with the first words: console, comfort. We who wear our emotions on the outside, we whose nerves are brittle, bare branches, our thoughts sliding into stinking thinking at the first sign gray skies and bad news, and yes, compassion fatigue is a thing, maybe we long for those days so long ago when all we had to do was cry and someone would hold us until we felt better. Even if we don’t wear our hearts on our sleeve, some reassurance would sound good right about now.
One of the hardest things to learn as we grow up is how to console ourselves, to forgive the world around us when it doesn’t show up when we need it, because it can’t always do that. We want someone to speak tenderly to our hearts, and tell us that our time of service and our sorrow are over, that amends have been made for everything we’ve done and left undone when it comes to the world’s misery, that we’ve suffered enough.
But as I read this passage again, I remembered: though I need comfort and am worthy of it, I am not a captive like those exiled from their home. If I am captive to anything, it is to a system that oppresses. If I am an exile, it is my sin, my privilege and my lack of nerve that separates me from others. If I long for comfort, for peace, it cannot be only for myself or for those I love and care for. God’s dream of peace is one of shalom, completion, wholeness, and there is no private shalom in God’s dream. Peace is only true peace when it is for everyone. We on the other hand often make peace with what does not give peace.
Those words are from a prayer of confession by retired Methodist minister Ted Loder in his book Guerrillas of Grace: “O Lord, grant us your peace, for we have made peace with what does not give peace, and we are afraid.” Those words were published in 1984, at the height of the Cold War, when our fears of nuclear annihilation were acute and profound. These words come back to haunt us now in our president’s unilateral decision to declare Jerusalem as Israel’s capitol, in our own complicity with empire, how we’ve traded our birthright for some pottage, for safety and security. Advent is more than preparing for a baby’s birth. It’s a time to turn the prophetic eye upon our own lives, our communities, our nation; to seek out justice that is for all; to use our imagination, to see a different future than the fearful one that looms in front of us. It’s about clearing the way so that everyone, all humankind, can see God’s glory, that is, God’s abundance.
A voice cries out,
God wants all the exiles to come home, not just the fit or the good runners or the ones with stamina. It’s a homecoming, not the Great Race. But we opt for short cuts to God’s glory, God’s abundance. We bulldoze and steamroll, strip mine and frack our way to the quick buck, the easy profit, and we turn it into a competition. We cry out in protest of these sins against the earth and the ways we destroy connection with the earth and with each other.
A voice commands, “Cry out!" and I answer, “What will I say?” – “All flesh is grass, and its beauty (chesed), its kindness and goodness, is like the wildflowers:
Earlier this week I posted a question: “What fear is left when there is no fear of God or authority? What then stands between humanity and abject evil?” Every day in the news there are accounts of individuals and even whole nations who have no respect for religion, who flout the law, and whose moral fiber seems non-existent. I begin to lose my imagination for shalom in the face of such moral turpitude.
Then one friend, a dear person who has lived through the fire more than she cares to count, saved me from my fear and despair: “Connection is a better way to resist evil than fear. If people find connection in a gang or in an extremist group, or whatever they've been missing, that's a strong motivator. Ensuring every human [being] has loving healthy connections would solve so many of the world’s problems.”
A research professor in social work and author Brené Brown defines connection this way: “…the energy that exists between people when they feel seen, heard, and valued; when they can give and receive without judgment; and when they derive sustenance and strength from the relationship.” When so much of our connection takes place on the internet, we can forget we share a common humanity, our fear can take over in that vacuum, and we indulge our fears by hunkering down in our tribes, protecting our territory, shielding ourselves from pain. And if we are not connecting on the internet, we hear about the outcome of these conflicts and disputes and witness the disintegration of families and communities and countries, and our fear is charged as well.
In these days of monetizing human beings it just seems way too easy to forget that we ALL matter, that every one of us is a work in progress, that we’re interconnected, that we’re all made out of the same stuff as the trees and stars and the air we breathe.
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Which brings us back to what is true consolation and comfort, and so perhaps a modern paraphrase would be this: “Console my people, give them comfort by reminding them of their unbreakable, unshakeable connection to each other,” says your God. “Speak tenderly to one another’s heart, and tell one another that your blame-and-shame game has ended, that your disconnection is atoned for, that you have endured and inflicted enough suffering and the time of compassion has come.”
Go up on a high mountain, you who bring good news to humankind! Shout with a loud voice, you who bring good news to all the earth! Shout fearlessly, and say to every community “Here is love, compassion, and connection!” God in community, holy in one, all that is good, holy, and true, you come with power, and govern with strength! You bring your reward with you, and your reparation comes before you. Like a shepherd you feed your flock, gathering the vulnerable, the open-hearted, the lonely and afraid, and holding them close, and leading with gentleness those who seek the peace that brings the fullness of life.