25th Sunday after Pentecost - 11/19/2023

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Back in April or May, I shared this parable with the Vestry with the sentiment that I never want to be that servant, the one who was so afraid of failing or disappointing someone that I don’t try. Together, we reflected on Trinity’s talents and generated a list of ways to multiply them.  The overall theme that emerged was Stewardship of Neighborhood: something we do by strengthening relationships, by spending time together doing things socially, and by being generous with our gifts of time and food and welcome for our neighbors. The ideas for how to live into our abundance included:

• Hosting Night Out on August 1

• Creating t-shirts to let our light shine when we go out into the neighborhood

• Making 8th Ave safer, especially crossing Cherry Street

• Meeting and interacting with our neighbors 1:1

• Gathering for fun as well as trainings to increase our feelings of safety at church

Moved beyond fear of disappointing our selves or God, Vestry leaders summoned courage and hope, committed resources, took a deep breath and started some things to see what God might do with us.

24th Sunday after Pentecost - 11/12/2003

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Is there anyone here who likes to wait?  

Who among us revels in the feeling that someone else has all the control over what happens to you next?  And it all depends on something you did or didn’t do?  Or that whatever news comes next will be life-changing?  

If you are that rare person who enjoys waiting, please let me know; I would love to learn from you.  

We wait for all kinds of things.

The arrival of a child

Closing on our dream house

 A job offer

College acceptance letters

Pregnancy tests

Diagnoses of mysterious symptoms

Election outcomes

To see if next year’s budget requires downsizing staff

Peace instead of war

Plowshares in place of guns

For Jesus to come again in glory

Waiting causes anxiety.  Anxiety comes from fear that the thing we await will be more than we can endure, learn, deal with, survive or thrive from.  We fear the unknown. And when the answer is delayed or the waiting is prolonged, we feel even more anxious.  Why haven’t we heard?  What’s the hold-up?

All Saints' Sunday with Baptism - 11/05/2023

The Forerunners of Christ with Saints and Martyrs by Fra Angelico

 Readings for today.

Coffee hour last Sunday was a glorious celebration of Trinity’s generous gifts of hospitality. I arrived a bit late and admired the delicious offerings, including a tree themed dessert table.  The chocolate trunk of the tree was heavenly!  

Beyond the bounty of food and coffee, a warm parish hall and the hum of conversation, I saw several unhoused neighbors being welcomed in.  I learned that one of those neighbors is a young woman I had seen in church.  It was really cold last weekend, and before the service, one of our congregants invited her to come in.  The same person sat near her and helped her find her way through the service.  She was invited to coffee hour, where people learned her story and that she needed a place to sleep safely.  One person went down to the WHEEL shelter to find out about shelter resources.  Upon learning that there were beds available at a nearby location, a second person walked her to that shelter.  

A cold and frightened young woman found compassion, kindness, and hope because this community together shared their gifts for welcome, and connecting resources with urgent needs, and gentle companionship.  What a beautiful, lived statement of our faith!

22nd Sunday after Pentecost / Stewardship Ingathering - 10/29/2023

 

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Listening to the news from the US and around the world this week, I have been noticing my emotions. From politics to public safety, finances to climate changes, the world feels risky, scary and uncertain.

Risky to live on this planet that is shaken by earthquakes and battered by suddenly powerful storms.

Risky to be part of a social fabric that is rent by violence and human competition for power that disregards the value of human life and dignity.

Risky to wonder if, when, where we matter and whether we can change any of the things that scare us so much.

20th Sunday after Pentecost - 10/15/2023

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I love a jigsaw puzzle. I love the process of sorting pieces, figuring out the shading and gradations of colors, the shapes of the knobs and slots, the fragments of the picture that carry across multiple pieces. And then there’s the satisfaction of the picture coming together one little bit at a time.
It’s especially sweet if you’re working the puzzle with other people, everyone doing the parts that they see and can do.

One of my favorite puzzles is a drawing of a hedge maze embedded with all kinds of clues to solve a mystery. It’s 1,000 tiny pieces. The flowers, statues, and water features of the maze often span multiple pieces. Just one missing piece can obscure an important clue. It doesn’t matter whether your puzzle has 1,000 pieces or 50, a missing piece means the overall picture has a hole in it.

Trinity is like a jigsaw puzzle. We have many pieces of different shapes and, by some holy miracle, every piece has a place they fit. Without any one piece, the full picture of Trinity is incomplete.

New pieces are being added all the time and our puzzle is always expanding. Where we had a 3 dimensional puzzle that has pieces we can fit together, time adds a 4th dimension. Our Trinity puzzle has been taking shape, many shapes, since people began gathering informally for Anglican worship on a ship in the harbor. It has changed and grown many times. A time lapse photo across the last 158 years would show different sections coming together, all of them forming a big picture of who we are today. Every piece is needed to complete the picture, even as new pieces are being added and the puzzle is always expanding.

Over time, our ever-expanding Trinity jigsaw puzzle is immense. Bigger than we can take in. So big that we cannot see the edges, where it began or where it will end. And, as I say this, I’m not sure it’s flat. I suspect it has layers that relate and connect through space and time. And, because we are a community of faith, I am going to suggest a 5th dimension, a spiritual dimension that relates the whole Trinity that was and is and is to come to the Holy Spirit. I think I just blew my own mind.

In today’s Exodus reading, the people of Israel longed to put all the pieces together and understand what was happening to them. They wanted to understand the God who would call them out of slavery in Egypt to wander aimlessly in the wilderness. The God who invited them from a life where they had plenty to eat and drink out to a place where they wondered on a daily basis when they would die of starvation or dehydration. Sure, they had been enslaved and exploited, but at least they had fresh fruits and vegetables, and plenty of water. So where IS this God who promised a better life?

Trying to fill in the missing piece, the mysterious God they cannot see, they beg Aaron to make them a statue while Moses is away. Oooh, God is mad that the people didn’t trust God’s promise to take care of them!! Good thing Moses reminds God of how it will be hard to fulfill the promise to multiply the descendants of faithful Abraham, Isaac, and Israel to be like the stars in heaven if God kills them all!

Fast forward a few decades, and the people DO arrive at the Promised Land. Where they multiply, as promised, and thrive. In that moment, in the wilderness, they could only see their current time and place.

We only ever see where we are, and hopefully remember some of how the pieces fit together in the past to bring us to this place. We cannot see the full picture that includes the future. Only God can. God’s time is not our time. God’s time is all time all at once. We can only see what is right here and now.

People of the Exodus got worried about their future, worried about where God was, worried that they might not survive this trek in the wilderness. There was a promise of milk and honey - but WHEN? Even Moses didn’t know how long it would take. In the meantime, they were worried about their survival. If only the Israelites had our stewardship theme of Rooted in Abundance!

If we look at the bigger picture of their puzzle, which is history for us, we can see the abundance that was hard for them to recognize. Abundance of community (they weren’t out there alone, they had each other), manna (food, nutritious and plentiful even if it wasn’t really tasty), freedom from oppression, water (miraculously flowing out of a rock), all the wisdom and skills of crafts- and tradespeople, laborers, people with skills to cook, to care for children and elders, experienced and trusted leaders at many levels, and many levels of faith in God.

But they couldn’t see all those pieces working together to create a whole and beautiful image of their life together. In their anxiety about the future, when and where and how they would get there, they focus on what is missing. So they do something they had seen the Egyptians do in their worship of many gods. They create a shiny statue to worship. Something concrete to receive their offerings and supplications. They borrow something from a familiar culture, but not the culture of their faith, to assuage the discomfort about their current situation.

Moses reminds God, and the people, that there is a bigger picture, a bigger concept of time. God has promised to be faithful, and God keeps promises. God’s desire is for us to live and thrive.

Our puzzle that we see here and now is a small bit of God’s puzzle. And that the puzzle is incomplete without the unique shape of each of us. Our skills. Our time. Our life, offered with gratitude to the God who releases us from enslavement to idols and leads us toward fullness of life.

Sometimes it feels like the gifts we have to offer are too small, too insignificant to make a difference. So often when we hear stewardship campaigns, we take away a message that all that matters is how we share our wealth of money. In our social agreements, money does pay the utilities and salaries. It is one piece of the puzzle.

Without the offerings of wisdom and works, our puzzle has many blank spots. We all have wisdom, gathered from life, skills from work and hobbies, passions that ignite and engage us. Works are how we share that wisdom. Our time, as precious as any monetary commitment, offered to help complete the picture of God’s hope for us and for all the world to thrive and multiply in peace.

As you pray about God’s desire for Trinity and how you can be part of it, I invite you to listen with your heart and mind. Listen for the tabs (knobs, bumps, loops) and blanks (pockets, sockets, locks) of the puzzle piece that is uniquely you now. Not the you of the past, because we are always changing and growing. Not the you of the future, because we aren’t there yet. What part of God’s Trinity puzzle are you NOW?

I am excited to see how all of our pieces will bring the puzzle together, filling some empty spots, expanding new sections, and all with the energy of something we are working on with one another and with God.


Glory to God whose power, working in us, can do infinitely more than we can ask or imagine: Glory to God from generation to generation in the Church, and in Christ Jesus for ever and ever. Amen.

19th Sunday after Pentecost - 10/08/2023

 

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One of our younger members almost always brings me acorns, presenting them to me with wonder and delight. Acorns are amazing.  From this tiny seed grows a huge oak tree. Did you know that the average oak tree lives 600 years?  600 years!  The tree that grows from this acorn could be around for the next 20 generations!!  That’s children, grandchildren, and 18 generations of great-grandchildren.  Roughly 4 times as long as Trinity has been a congregation already. With this tiny seed of knowledge, it comes as no surprise that in various cultures throughout history, acorns are symbols of life, growth, fertility, potential, and immortality.

18th Sunday after Pentecost / St Francis Sunday - 10/01/2023

Readings for today (Track 1).

Did you know that, in 2020, Seattle had the highest ratio of dogs to people of any major city in the US and more dogs than children?  Plenty of cats here, too. 

We don’t have any pets at our house right now so when I think about animal companions in my life, I have to go back a few years.  I can see my 12-year old self, sitting in the fall sunshine on the back porch of the blue 1890s farmhouse where I grew up.  I am holding one of my 4-H chickens.  I’ve got a blue bandana triangle holding my hair away from my face, braids falling over my shoulders, wearing my poultry club t-shirt, and this bantam hen nestled in my lap.  She was a buff Brahma. She was so pretty and she had such personality!  She loved to pose on the show table.