Cathedral Bundt Pans and Pro Wrestling: “Wooo!”

Cathedral Bundt CakeThis is a picture of a cake that’s both ecclesiastical and rather tasty. My wife made it with the Nordic Ware Cathedral Bundt Pan. You should take a moment to read her description of that process at the Contessa-Curessa Project: “Perfect Pound Cake.” You can also discover the real connection between this dessert and the City of St. Louis Park, Minnesota, by reading today’s post at Lent Madness about me: “Celebrity Blogger Week: The Rev. Neil Alan Willard.” Lent Madness, a fun way to learn about the saints, will soon return not only to Minnesota but also to every other state of the Union and, in the words of my seminary’s motto, “into the regions beyond.”

Someone else who’s mentioned in that blog post is Ric Flair. It’s shocking to me that so many Americans have never heard of this man who was the most stylish “pro wrestler” of the 70s and 80s. Here’s a sample of what they’ve missed:

Martyrs Topic(s): Parenting and Pursuing Happiness

Needless to say, I’m playing a bit of catch-up here after taking a couple of months off to focus on other things. That did not include, however, a break from the hard work of the St. Stephen’s Martyrs, a men’s group, which refused not to meet over the holidays on St. Stephen’s Day, December 26. These are indeed true martyrs, or witnesses, who are not ashamed to reflect on their faith while drinking beer!

On the first Wednesday of each month, it’s my turn to lead the discussion. So the topic for December 5 arose from a great post on the theologically-oriented Mockingbird blog: “An Unfortunate Letter from a Frustrated Parent: Brooks, Corinthians, and the Failure of Criticism.” At the heart of that post is a letter — an email, actually — from a retired officer in the Royal Navy to his son and two daughters. That message, which you can read in full here, ends with these words: “I am bitterly, bitterly disappointed.” Lots of people love to read about this kind of tough love. Yet others have a different kind of response, an example of which can be seen in David Brook’s “How People Change” in The New York Times.

The topic for last night, January 2, came from another post on the Mockingbird blog: “Debilitating Anxiety and the Great American Search for Happiness.” This one is a British perspective on the American obsession with appearing happy at all times and in all circumstances. Think, for example, about the content of most Facebook timelines and Christmas letters! Whatever one might conclude about that, the notion that joy can’t be achieved as an end in itself seems to be confirmed by the experience of simply being human.

Mockingbird’s own Ethan Richardson put it this way:

. . . we are happier the less we are thinking about ourselves and our relative happiness (or lack thereof). Blessed self-forgetfulness and all that. Of course, to limit this problem to Americans is ultimately a bit silly, as a preoccupation with one’s own well-being seems to be a universal human trait. The volume may be turned up in our little corner of the world–causing a bit more psychic fallout perhaps–but that doesn’t mean we have a monopoly on the issue.

Interestingly enough, Whippman points to the reality of true joy, and that it only ever occurs when expectation and pressure are removed; which means it is often only noticed retrospectively and freely. While the pursuit of happiness is “nail-biting work,” the good fruit of joy (or, as she calls it, “real happiness”) is the by-product of a life bereft of conditionality and comparative “stacking up.” The answer to this kind of stacking up before an immeasurable measure of Happiness? Whippman’s last line says it all: “Might as well stop trying so hard.”

Learn more about the St. Stephen’s Martyrs and how to find them here.

The Archbishop of Canterbury’s New Year Message

Here are the concluding thoughts of the Archbishop of Canterbury, Rowan Williams, in his New Year message for 2013:

If you have the good fortune to live in a community where things seem to be working well the chances are that if you slip backstage you’ll find an army of cheerful people making the wheels go round – and don’t forget just what a huge percentage of them come from the churches and other faith groups.

How very good that people like that are there for us, we can say – but as soon as we’ve said that, we should be prompted to ask the tougher question: what can I do to join this silent conspiracy of generous dedication? There’ll be those who have time and skill and strength to offer; there’ll be those who have less of these, but can support in prayer and goodwill.

And as we think about this silent groundswell, perhaps our minds can begin to open up to the deepest secret of all – the trust that the entire universe is held together by the quiet, unfailing generosity of God. What we see and grasp isn’t the whole story – but just occasionally we can get a glimpse. I hope there will be lots of joyful glimpses like that for you in the year ahead.

Every blessing and happiness for the coming year.

Martyrs Topic: The Best Surprise on Election Day

Sorry I’m late posting this week’s discussion topic for the Martyrs, a men’s group that meets on Wednesday nights at the Edina Country Club. It was about the best surprise on Election Day, which had nothing to do with the Presidential race or even American politics. In addition to all of that quadrennial excitement, the first hint appeared about the identity of the successor to Rowan Williams, the current Archbishop of Canterbury, who will retire at the end of December.

The funny part is that it didn’t come via the Church of England or the Crown Nominations Commission, which selects the name that ultimately goes to the Prime Minister, the Queen, and the Canterbury Cathedral Canons for an “election.” No, there was another, more reliable source that gave it away. This headline from The Times of London, which appeared online Tuesday, says it all: “Bookies suspend Archbishop betting after rush of cash on Bishop of Durham.”

That’s right, Ladbrokes closed the book on this one, unveiling for us the name of the Rt. Rev. Justin Welby, Bishop of Durham. This was confirmed yesterday by The Telegraph“Bishop of Durham to be Archbishop of Canterbury.” And today the BBC also chimed in with a news report that includes a couple of interesting endorsements from the liberal side of the Anglican Communion: “Justin Welby set to become new Archbishop of Canterbury.”

He is 56 years old and a former executive in the oil industry. His father had been sent to the United States as a teenager during Prohibition and made a living as a bootlegger (no kidding). His mother, on the other hand, was a private secretary to Winston Churchill. He comes from the evangelical wing of the Church of England and, interestingly, was appointed this past summer to serve on the Parliamentary Commission on Banking Standards, which was established in the wake of the Libor scandal. All in all, this is an “outside the box” appointment.

This interview in The Guardian last July is worth taking a moment to read: “The Saturday interview: Justin Welby, Bishop of Durham.” Needless to say, there will be a lot more of these over the next several months. So let’s pray for him tonight.

Stephen Carter: “Civil Thoughts on Uncivil Times”

The latest issue of Yale Divinity School’s Reflections magazine includes “Civil Thoughts on Uncivil Times,” an interview with Stephen Carter, who has taught law at Yale since 1982. His words seem worth pondering on the eve of Election Day. But they’re probably even more important to contemplate on the mornings that will follow this election. Here’s part of his response to “talk of a ‘narrative of decline’ taking hold in this country,” which was the subject of the final question:

. . . the reason we’re in a decline is that we no longer are capable of being serious about public argument. Election campaigns have become opportunities for entertainment, each side declaring a jeremiad against the other, but mainly pointing to silly gaffes, and lying happily about what the opponent is up to.

Supporters of this or that candidate, when pressed about why the campaigns are so vicious, will routinely answer that their side is just matching the other, doing what’s necessary to win. As a Christian, I find this response terrifying. Christianity seeks to build a morality of means that is every bit as important as the morality of ends, and often more so. . . .

And our decline matters. I am naive enough, in the innocence of late middle age, to believe that America should still be a beacon to the world, a nation worth imitating. Plenty of countries around the globe have learned to imitate our self-seeking, our obsessions with wealth and celebrity, and our growing incivility. Before selecting our public behaviors, we should perhaps think a bit harder about what it is that we want to export.

You can read the whole interview here.

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Remember This and Avoid the Horror!

Praying on All Hallows Eve

This traditional Scottish prayer seems just right for this evening:

From ghoulies
and ghosties,
and long leggedy beasties,
and things that go bump
in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!

Storm’s-a-Brewing: Let’s Party Like It’s 1993!

Last night there was a great event at church with kids dressed in their Halloween costumes and a trivia game for their parents. The adults were divided into teams and vied for a magnificent blue and gold plastic trophy from 1993 (repurposed for this special occasion). It reminded me of something in light of next week’s approach of Hurricane Sandy along the Eastern Seaboard. Warnings about the potential for this storm to become a mega-storm of historic proportions have been both consistent and dire. My hope is that people will take them seriously.

I had been reminded of the so-called “Storm of the Century” in mid-March of 1993. It was described in The New York Times as “a monster with the heart of a blizzard and the soul of a hurricane.” Because of the snow, I was stuck for three nights at a Holiday Inn off the New Jersey Turnpike on my way back from North Carolina to Connecticut during my first year at Yale Divinity School. Freemasons — a lot of them — from New York City were also stuck there. They had a party.

I remember, too, that hundreds of people died as a result of that 1993 “Storm of the Century,” and there will surely be too much suffering if this new mega-storm develops. So here’s a prayer for tonight and for the dark nights that await us all:

Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous; and all for your love’s sake. Amen.

The Presidential Debates Have Now Ended

The Presidential debates have now ended, and two weeks from today there will be elections to public offices from President of the United States to the mayors of local communities large and small. Here in Minnesota there will also be two proposed constitutional amendments on the ballot. People will make choices.

St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church in Edina will open the doors of its chapel on that Tuesday, November 6, for prayer and reflection. Then, at 8:00 p.m., when polls close throughout the state, there will be a simple service of Holy Eucharist. This will be part of Election Day Communion, which I described in an earlier post and have discussed with members of the Vestry, our elected congregational leaders.

You can read more about Election Day Communion, including some theological food for thought, on the official website of this movement. The Dean of Eastern Mennonite Seminary, Michael King, is a supporter who also wrote these words:

When we differ over today’s hot issues we seem ever more inclined not to treat persons who hold different views as fellow pilgrims seeking, with us, to hear God’s voice amid our common finitudes and frailties. We seem ever less inclined to trust that God could be threaded through any view other than our own. Rather, we seem ever more ready to believe that if you hold a view other than mine you are my enemy. . . . But even if we accept such a troubling conclusion, to [act as followers of Jesus] may then be to ask what it means to love the . . . opponents we have made our enemies.

So consider making a final choice on Election Day to remember that the most important things are found at the Lord’s Table, not on a paper ballot.

Monday Connection: “An Office Blessing”

Lillian Daniel is a deeply spiritual writer and, like me, a graduate of Yale Divinity School. She also serves as serves the senior minister of First Congregational Church in Glen Ellyn, Illinois.

One of her recent theological reflections described the blessing of an office. As an Episcopal priest, I’m very familiar with the blessing of a house, and I’m obviously interested on this blog in the connection between faith and work. But the idea of gathering in an office to bless a space dedicated to work — whether a grand perch overlooking downtown Minneapolis or a lowly cubicle — hadn’t crossed my mind.

Here’s the first part of that wonderful devotion:

When was the last time you blessed your office?

On Fridays, looking ahead to the weekend, the average employee is thinking about doing many things. But blessing the office is probably not one of them.

For people who work in hard jobs and under unpleasant conditions, the office does not feel like a place of blessing but something to endure. But what if you blessed your office anyway?

For people who enjoy their work and look forward to it, the office can be a place of productivity and service. But let’s not take that for granted. Why not bless your office anyway?

It had never occurred to me to bless an office until a parishioner asked me to do it. She invited her staff but made sure they knew it was optional. After all, we live in a multi-faith world, which includes people of no faith. But nonetheless a group gathered, and I prayed with them about their work . . .

You can read her whole reflection here (including a prayer that you can use).

Constructive Engagement: Marriage Amendment #8

Last week I invited friends to go “On the Road with the Rector” to the Humphrey School of Public Affairs on the campus of the University of Minnesota. There we were part of a live audience for a special episode of On Being with Krista Tippet called “The Future of Marriage.” It was a conversation between two individuals, Jonathan Rauch and David Blankenhorn, who became unlikely friends amid some harsh words and intense debates over the subject of same-sex marriage.

Rauch is the author of a book entitled Gay Marriage: Why It Is Good for Gays, Good for Straights, and Good for America. Counterintuitively, he also wrote the preface to Blankenhorn’s book The Future of Marriage, in which he describes Blankenhorn as “an articulate, humane, and fair-minded opponent of same-sex marriage.” Blankenhorn recanted that strong opposition over the summer.

What I found so interesting is the fact that both of them talk about the institution of marriage on a much higher level than a lot of the heterosexual couples who come to the church for a wedding. Rauch, lamenting that depressing reality, said:

. . . this is not just a private contract between two individuals. When I talk to young people on college campuses, they all think marriage is, you know, it’s a thing two people do and, if they need a piece of paper from the state, that’s just a convenience. I tell them, no, no, no, no. . . . this is an institution.

This is a commitment that two people make not just with each other, but with their community. And that commitment is to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness to health, till death do we part. That’s a promise you as a couple are giving to care for each other and your children forever to your whole community and the community has a stake in it.

Blankenhorn mentioned another sad reality that has increasingly bothered me:

You know, we’re in this funny situation. We’ve got . . . a tiny number of Americans, who are sincerely saying let us in this institution. This means everything to us. Meanwhile, the vast majority of Americans are exiting the institution quickly. If you go to Middle America now, blue-collar America, working-class America, you will find marriage in shambles.

So it’s weird. It’s like the people that want in, we say no, and the people that are already in, like we are, just rushing out.

During the question and answer period at the end, Krista Tippet, who moderated the conversation, made an observation that many people think but don’t voice:

I sometimes think we should just pause, all of us, wherever we are on the issue and just dwell on the fact that this is a very big deal, the civilizational shift to say we are reconsidering the definition of marriage and just let that sink in.

It’s worth setting aside an hour to listen to the entire conversation, including the response to Tippet’s observation and interesting thoughts about civility in public discourse. I hope that you will consider those thoughts and take them to heart.

You can listen to the whole conversation here.

You can read all of the reflections in this series here.

Two Reflections on Following Jesus — Read Them

This week I read two different reflections by well-known former pastors, both of whom reminded me of my love of Christianity as it is experienced in the Anglican tradition. One of them, Rob Bell, sparked lots of controversy in the Evangelical world with the 2011 publication of his book Love Wins: A Book About Heaven, Hell, and the Fate of Every Person Who Ever Lived (HarperOne). He was asked in a recent interview what he would do if asked to start a new congregation now, and his answer was both surprising and, at least for me, wonderfully hopeful:

I would have Eucharist a lot. And I would make it really clear to everybody that the Eucharist is our only hope. Because otherwise, there’s a thousand forces – the entropy is overwhelming…preferences and particularities…there are a thousand ways for a church to go in all these different directions – you end up just barely being able to hold it all together. But if you have the bread and the wine, and on a really regular basis, you put the bread and wine on the table, and you say, “Okay everybody – here you go: Body broken, blood poured out…

The very next morning I stumbled onto “A Baptism of Tears” by a blogger named “Pilgrim,” who is none other than Gordon Atkinson. He’s probably known more to my colleagues in the ordained ministry than to members of my congregation, but I hope that everyone will take a couple of minutes to read the rest of his story about rediscovering or reaffirming his own identity as “a believer and a disciple of Jesus Christ” after walking with his wife into an Episcopal church:

When I began blogging as Pilgrim, I shared with you that after I left the pastorate, I had a hard time feeling engaged with worship on Sunday mornings. I maintained a cerebral connection to Christianity, but I was emotionally numb. Nothing moved me. I wondered if this detachment might be a kind of penance that I had to pay for all the years I spent planning worship and, consequently, not really worshipping myself.

That hard and dry season has now passed. I feel myself opening once again to the joy and wonder of our faith. A good thing has happened to me, and I want to tell you about it.

Here are a couple of details that you should know about me: First, I was a Baptist minister, so I was part of the family of faith known as evangelicals. Second, I left my congregation in February of 2010. My family and I started attending churches all over our city. We went to many kinds of churches from various Christian traditions.

And I felt dead inside every Sunday.

For two years. . . .

You can read the rest of this beautiful and  personal reflection here.

Constructive Engagement: Marriage Amendment #7

I mentioned in my announcements last Sunday at St. Stephen’s that I would post a few comments from two people of faith, one Christian and one Jewish, who are committed to those with whom they disagree within their own traditions.

Karen Olson blogs at Simple Gifts, serves faithfully on the staff of the Bishop of the Episcopal Church in Minnesota, and is a familiar face in both the traditional choir and the gospel choir at the 9:00 a.m. and 11:00 a.m. worship services in my congregation. Over the summer, reflecting on a song that moved her to tears, she wrote something on her Facebook page that reminded me of the many different faces, representing many different opinions, that she can see week after week in the pews of St. Stephen’s. She has given me permission to share these words:

I found this incredibly moving. I tend to avoid political posts — we have far too many of them that are far too divisive.

It should not come as any surprise that I intend to vote “no” in November on the marriage amendment. But I also hope that we see the Church as being that place where ALL are welcome as this song says — those who vote no, yes, leave it blank, don’t care, don’t vote, might move to Canada if it passes or if it doesn’t. Let’s stay in relationship and not let the great political divide chasm us any further. That’s my prayer today and every day.

That beautiful and appropriately hopeful prayer came to mind when I happened to read a sermon by Rabbi Norman M. Coleman of Beth Shalom Congregation in nearby Minnetonka. It’s worth taking a few minutes to read the whole sermon, even if you end up disagreeing with his biblical interpretation. His words about sanctuary and civil discourse, however, are what I want to highlight in this post:

The billowing white canopies above the entrance doors of Bet Shalom remind us of the open flaps of Abraham and Sarah’s tent, where people were provided sanctuary . . .

This is the season, the time leading up to an election when people get particularly nasty. Some are sure that God is anti-homosexual. On the other hand, I have heard just as many ill-conceived opinions that homophobia is the only possible motive of those who support the Marriage Amendment.

I appeal to all of you: Demonizing and personal attacks have no place in civil debate. It diminishes the strength of legitimate arguments. It is time for more compassion and respect, especially toward those with whom we disagree. This is why a synagogue needs to remain a sanctuary, welcoming to all no matter what their sexual orientation or political persuasion.

Martin Buber wrote generations ago “The human world is today, as never before, split into two camps, each of which understands the other as the embodiment of falsehood and itself as the embodiment of truth. . . . Each side has assumed monopoly of the sunlight and has plunged its antagonist into night, and each side demands that you decide between day and night. . . . ”

The classic debates between Hillel and Shammai have been the Jewish example for millennia. They disagreed on nearly everything. But when the day was done, they were “friends”. They were each passionate about their opinion, but found a way to respect their opponent. Do not belittle. If we want to take stabs at a philosophy, fine, but not at people. . . .

That is why I echo the words that Rabbi Shulweis spoke to his congregation on the High Holy Days two decades ago when he first addressed [the issue of homosexuality]. “You who are invisible and inaudible know that this is your home and that these are your people, that I am your rabbi, that this is our God, and that you are welcome, that this synagogue is open to you, that nothing should be deprived to you. You are part of our family, you are part of our minyan, and you are part of our blessings.”

He was addressing gays and lesbians in his congregation. I am speaking to homosexuals and heterosexuals, and . . . to people with a variety of political perspectives and parties, all of whom are an integral part of our family of friends here at Bet Shalom, where we offer you something different from the harshness and lack of civility in today’s political arena. Here we provide sanctuary.

You can read all of the reflections in this series here.

Tippet: Labrador Retriever and Biblical Theologian

So last Sunday we took not only Tippet the Retriever but also Ben the Owl to the Blessing of the Animals at St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church in Edina, Minnesota.

While Ben, our youngest son, isn’t yet reading theological tomes, the same can’t be said of Tippet. No, she wasn’t named after an Ewok that wears a headdress and wields a knife and a spear. No, she also wasn’t named after the skinny part of a leader to which a fly is tied for fly fishing, seen here on the Orvis website. (Trust me, our veterinarian will be happy to tell you there’s nothing skinny about her.)

As any zealous lover of the Anglican tradition would be able to tell you, this mostly Labrador Retriever is named after the black preaching scarf, called a tippet, that clergy sometimes wear with a cassock and surplice. It should come as no surprise, therefore, that Tippet likes to read the sermons of the Rev. Fleming Rutledge, whom I mentioned in my last post. Tippet is especially fond of her first collection of sermons in a book entitled The Bible and The New York Times (Eerdmans, 1998).

You can see for yourself in this photograph that was taken nearly three years ago that Tippet takes quite literally the words of Thomas Cranmer in the Prayer Book to “read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest” the wisdom of holy scripture:

Fleming Rutledge on the “Wife” of Jesus Debates

I love to read the sermons of the Rev. Fleming Rutledge, who was one of the first women to be ordained to the priesthood of the Episcopal Church. I have all but the most recent of her sermon collections, God Spoke to Abraham: Preaching from the Old Testament (Eerdmans 2011). That’s an embarrassing oversight that will soon be corrected. In the meantime, I learned from another Episcopal priest who serves on the staff of St. John’s Episcopal Church in Roanoke, Virginia, that Fleming Rutledge preached there last Sunday. He wrote that she commented on the publicity surrounding a fragmentary text which some believe suggests that Jesus may have been married and which was also the subject of my last post:

All this popular disputation about marginal issues in marginal texts is using up all the oxygen in the Church. Let the specialized scholars battle that out. Non-canonical Gnostic texts are nothing to be afraid of, but they do not contain living water . . . Living water is this: Jesus Christ is Lord.