Today I Saw God

Scripture Mash-up

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I love song mash-ups where DJ’s, singers, and others mix portions of favorite songs into a new composition and in doing so, create something with a power all its own, separate from the effect of the individual songs themselves, strong though they may be.  Let me do that here with verses from the Biblical books of Genesis, Colossians, Revelation, John, 1 John, and James related to race, unity, and our common roots in Christ. Let’s read collectively as a summons to find the courage of Christian conviction to participate in the hard, sometimes uncomfortable work of racial reconciliation in God’s world:  


So, God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them… And have put on the new self, which is being renewed in knowledge after the image of its creator. Here there is not Greek and Jew, circumcised and uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave, free; but Christ is all, and in all…After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands…[Declaring] Whoever says he is in the light and hates his brother is still in darkness…[So,] A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.


                  Please, Holy Redeemer, let these moments in scripture grant us courage of conviction as we facilitate racial reconciliation in our personal lives and the larger community. We know that if we speak up for respectful conversations, whites becoming informed of the issues, racial reconciliation and equity in all elements of secular and spiritual living, we may lose friends, family members, and colleagues for a while…or longer. Walk with us, Lord.  Help us with forgiveness, too -- for ourselves and others.  We will make mistakes in these conversations, including inexact wording, unintended stereotypes, muddled thinking, and outright offensive acts or words. They WILL happen. How we respond thoughtfully to these gaffes, imperfections, and the pain we cause others is a clear and courageous expression of our Christian conviction and God’s grace. Lord, grant us the receptiveness to hear you, the humility to recognize the error, and the fortitude to make amends. And noting your direct commands in the Scripture above, Lord, your call could not be more clear. Carrying the lantern so, we see the way ahead.

Sermon Response: Ta da! ~ by Wendy LeBolt

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Have you been to Texas? They're pretty proud that "Everything is big in Texas." You can tell by looking at their huge capitol building with framed portraits of their long line of distinguished governors climbing several stories up the walls of the rotunda. It's pretty clear they like big there.I'm not a fan of big.

Which is why at Floris,which can be quite big, I tend to seek out the small. Small groups, small conversations, small services. I don't like crowds. Don't like to search for parking or for a seat in the sanctuary.That's why I go to the Easter Sunrise service.

Amazingly, there is always a collection of hardy folks who do the same. Adults, kids, even teens shiver in the cool of the morning as the birds sing along with the bell prelude. In the dim light westrain to make out the words of the call to worship in the bulletin. This year I came prepared and punched the flashlight app on my cell phone. Suddenly we were a small group gathering in its light to sing Christ the Lord is Risen Today. Acapella. We let Yoon hit all the high notes.

Barbara and Tom welcomed us to Easter morning. I am grateful to Barbara who invited us into the story of Easter with a bit of humor from a children's sermon she had heard about. The children were asked, 'What were Jesus' first words to the disciples after He was raised from the dead?' A little girl waved her hand, "I know," she said, "Ta da!"

We laughed. Then we sang. We praised. We proclaimed Christ risen, indeed. Then weheaded to our cars and our homes, to hide eggs, cook meals, waken kids to attend the "big" Easter service.But before I could go I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was an old friend and hisdaughterwho don't normally attend Floris. They had come just for the sunrise service. He pointed over my shoulder. "The sun hasn't even risen yet." And so it hadn't.

Who goes to the sunrise service and doesn't wait to see the sun rise?

Ta da!

The parking lot had emptied but this father and daughter stood together and watched as the sun rose over the townhouses in the distance. The cragged, leafless tree greets it every morning. No applause. No fanfare. Not even a "ta da!"

Feeling a bit sheepish I looked again at the Easter scripture from Mark's gospel. "Very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb."(Mark 16:2) The women had waited for the sun to rise before they went to the tomb and that made all the difference. Because by the light of the Son everything looks different.

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View from Monday morning: How do you order your coffee? ~ by Wendy LeBolt

What a crowd on Christmas Eve. Even though we arrived in plenty of time for the service, there was already quite a crowd gathered. Two other families had to slide down in the pew to make room for the five of us. Isn't it funny how we are reluctant to cozy up to the person next to us when there's plenty of room but happy to slide down when there isn't?

Now, I promise this was not what I was thinking about on Christmas Eve, but early the next morning when I was sipping my coffee before the children were up I thought again about that innkeeper – the one who had no room for the straggling couple about to be parents to the Holy child.

Room or no room?

"No room" is how I order my coffee at Starbucks. Grande bold, no room.

This startles most baristas because they are used to complicated instructions: double this, skinny that, extra hot, no whip. They look at me kind of funny when all I want is a cup of coffee. But they comply, filling it all the way to the top. No room means fill it up. I don't want to mix any of that other stuff with the pure, good caffeinated brew. I admit I am especially amazed when some folks who forget to order "with room" actually spill out (!) some of the premium, triple-filtered extra bold coffee in order to make room for cream and sugar and all the fixings. I am a purist, after all. There are so few of us left.

But every now and then I wonder what the coffee fixins might taste like in my coffee. Of course, I would never be able to sacrifice any coffee, so I would probably pour the sugar and cream right into the top of my grande personal cup and attempt to stir. Everything would be so full it would spill all over the rim and splash onto the counter and I'd be grabbing napkins to clean up the mess. Avoiding the disapproving glances from other patrons I would slink to my seat and slurp from the brim. It probably would be pretty tasty.

For a moment on Christmas morning, I imagined this scene and it reminded me that this is Paul's hope for the people of Ephesus, "to know this love that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God." (Ephesians 3:19) Wouldn't you know that this was the verse in the Upper Room devotional on Christmas? You didn't think I came up with this all on my own, did you?

So I am just wondering if I, in my righteous black coffee drinking, might really be meant to leave room for the cream of Christ. Making room is a sacrifice I find hard to make. But leaving room for the good that God wants to add, now that's worth pondering.

Merry Christmas everyone.

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