September 15th, 2023

IMAGINE A WORLD FORGIVEN

 

Think of us in this way, as servants of Christ and stewards of God’s mysteries.

Moreover, it is required of stewards that they should be found trustworthy.

- 1 Cor 4: 1-2

 

Pastor Erika Uthe, Assistant to the Bishop of Southeast Iowa Synod has prepared stewardship resources for us.  The prayer of the Office of the Bishop is that this resource might spark imagination in our faith community about what it means to be stewards of God’s mysteries – and to be found trustworthy in them.  Reflecting on our gospel reading from Matthew 1821-35 for this Sunday, Pastor Erika Uthe shares the following:

 

When I was younger and got in fights with my sister, my mom did not just make us apologize. We were made to ask each other for forgiveness. I found it terribly annoying because, like any sibling who fights, I wasn’t all that sorry nor did I think I had done anything that needed forgiving. With that being said, as an adult I am acutely aware that asking for forgiveness is immeasurably different from saying sorry, and am grateful that I had so much practice simply saying the words, “Please forgive me.” Of course, I have plenty of reason and opportunity to say these words now, and corporately we get to practice each time we gather for worship, starting off our liturgy with a confession of sin and asking God’s forgiveness.

 

But forgiveness is not usually something we think about stewarding. After all, aren’t we freely forgiven and called to freely forgive in return? What then, would there be to steward? In answer to this question, I bring some wonderings. I wonder about the amount of hurt and trauma that people carry with them – not just into the world, but the hurt and trauma that is carried into the buildings, sanctuaries, and gathering spaces of Christian community. I wonder how well the church has done of stewarding the practice of seeking and offering forgiveness, and if there might be a way our communities could find a different sense of wholeness and peace in the midst of deep division. I wonder if there is a way the church can provide a witness to the world about what it means to live in that forgiveness together.

 

You see, the truth is that more and more I am hearing stories of people who do not believe they’re worthy to even enter a church building. A much more sad and damning truth is that part of the reason people believe this is because of the actions of Christians. Too often our humanity and ego cause us to act like the unforgiving slave in the Matthew text, and too often as time goes by, it becomes harder and harder to ask for or grant forgiveness. As church today we cannot deny that this is a large part of the context of our world today, and it impacts how we think about stewarding the mission God has set before us. Can you imagine believing that you have done something, or have become someone, who can’t even approach God? This is unthinkable to me, who has known in one way or another for my whole life, that God is love and forgiveness.

 

Imagine if we lived in a world where everyone knew the grace that comes from being forgiven – not just by God, but by the people we know and encounter on a daily basis, and often those we hurt most deeply. We can cause so much hurt human-to-human and while we know that God forgives, the pain of unreconciled relationships can haunt waking and sleeping hours. Forgiveness is a tricky business, not because it’s difficult to say the words (any angry 9-year-old can say them), but because it is a practice in faith which stretches a believers’ capacity to embody the forgiveness so freely granted by God.


Asking for or granting forgiveness does not always mean reconciled relationships. Sometimes our actions hurt too deeply for reconciliation on this side of the kingdom. But we are nonetheless called to steward forgiveness in ways that show the world that forgiveness is always available, even if only received from God. God trusts us to forgive – as we’ve been forgiven.

 

Imagine if the next time a disagreement arises in your own congregation, rather than parking lot meetings, or factions at the council table, your community remembers the call to steward forgiveness – and practices both asking and granting it – so that the conflict can be handled in a healthy way. The more we take seriously our call to steward the practice of asking and granting forgiveness, the more our communities resemble that of the beneficent king who forgave the debt of the slave.

 

· What does it mean to you that you are a steward of forgiveness?

· What does it mean that you are freely given God’s forgiveness, unconditionally and always?

· Can you think of a time you’ve been offered forgiveness by another person?

· How did you feel asking to be forgiven? What was it like to receive forgiveness?

· How does that experience shape your own understanding of what it means to forgive someone else?

· Have you ever known someone who doesn’t feel worthy of God’s forgiveness, or who doesn’t feel like they can be part of a faith community because of something they’ve done?

· How do you think your own life would be different if you didn’t know the experience of being forgiven?

· What might that tell you about what it means to steward forgiveness as part of your own life? What might that mean for your faith community?

· Can you brainstorm ways that you or your faith community can make known God’s forgiveness in your own community?

· What other questions do you have about stewarding forgiveness, or what it means to give and receive forgiveness?

 

Pastor Erika Uthe

September 7th, 2023

GREETINGS TO THE HOLY PEOPLE OF GOD,

 

Over the weeks I have been giving you bit size pieces of my experience in Israel.  Last week and this week, you have been offered communion bread that was made with olive oil and honey brought back from Israel.  The olive oil was made from the over 500 hundred olive trees that surround the Tantur Ecumenical Institute.  This is the place I called home for 4 weeks and I walked by these trees daily. The honey has a more complicated history.  The honey was purchased at the Resurrection Church, also known as the Church of the Crusaders in Abu Ghosh.

 

Abu Ghosh is an Arab village located about 9 miles from Jerusalem and one of three sites that claims to be Emmaus, the place where the risen Lord revealed himself to two disciples in Luke 24:13-35.  It is also the village that is mentioned in the Old Testament as a mountain village on the boarder between the territories of the tribes of Benjamin and Judah.  It was the resting place of the Ark of the Covenant for 20 years between its restoration by the Philistines (1 Sam. 6:21 – 7:2) and its removal to Jerusalem by Kind David (2 Sam. 6). 

 

This site is favored because a caravanserai, a roadside inn was discovered here.  For the medieval pilgrims it was easy to imagine this place as the place where the risen Jesus broke bread with two of his disciples and in 1140 a church was built by the Knights Hospitallers probably over a Roman fortress.  In 1187, after the defeat of the Latin Kingdom at the battle of the Horns of Hattin, this village lost its importance because travelers took a different route to Jerusalem and Emmaus was then thought to be at Qubeiba.  Between 1350 and 1400, the Mamlukes restored the roadside inn, and used the church as a mosque and removed the faces from the frescos as their tradition required but the faceless frescos proved to be too much of a distraction, and they built a new mosque next door and used the church as a stable.  France bought the church in 1873 and was rededicated as a church in 1907 and used by the Benedictines. Today this church is part of a complex mixed monastery for both men and women.   This is a big step for the Roman Catholic Church. 

 

This is where the honey was purchased and where we were given time to roam, pray and then sit under the trees and have our weekly sharing times. Thanks to Eric Vigil’s request that I bring honey back from the Holy Land, I can also share with you the sweet taste and complex memory of the Holy Land with you.

 

Now I have the daunting task of trying to put something together in two 45 minute sessions to give context to my impression of the Holy Land. As I have given you a taste, I too know what our Tantur leaders were up against in designing a program for us and they had four weeks but yet so much ground to cover. 

 

I give thanks to God for the beautiful Tantur team made up of Jesuit Father John Paul who is the Rector and overall director of our program.  His parents were from Lebanon/Syria and immigrated to the US and lived in the Sioux City area. Before serving as Rector of Tantur he was in Minneapolis.  JP as we called him understood the culture of the US and Christian ecumenical community.  Nizar Halloun, our program director before coming to Jerusalem was in Mt. Carmel and Galilee, has a masters in comparative literature, BA in Hebrew and French linguistics and served as a tour guide in Israel.  When Nizar was not serving as our tour guide, he provided guides that were Jewish, Muslim or Palestian depending on where we were touring.  He was a wealth of information and wonderful resource. Sister MariaFarouza Maximos is the program coordinator and is from a growing order of nuns, known as the Sisters of the Way that focus on being ecumenical and being together in a different way.  This was a dream team and I have yet to introduce you to my traveling companions. 

 

So pray for me.  Pray that the Holy Spirit will help me to sift through all that I have experienced in a way that communicates the impression that has been left upon me and continues to shape and form me.  It is a daunting task.  I am not good at sorting through and distilling the most important because it all carries memory and meaning for me.  Pray that the Holy Spirit will help me to tune into what you most need to experience as well.

 

Bold Inquisitive Belief Loving Expansively,

 

Pastor Connie Spitzack

August 31st, 2023

GREETINGS TO THE HOLY PEOPLE OF GOD,

 

On Monday our nation will celebrate Labor Day, a long weekend for many, an extra day off for workers and extra pay for the hourly workers who don’t get the day off.  Labor Day began 141 years ago as a response to poor working conditions.  Workers came together to fight for better wages and working conditions. The “Labor Day” parade brought together more than 10,000 workers in New York City to march for their rights on September 5th, 1882. Two years later, “Labor Day” became an official American holiday to commemorate the labor movement and laws were created to support and protect workers. 

 

As I continue to integrate my continuing education experience, I find myself very grateful for how our nation supports and encourages the values of my Christian faith with laws and even celebrations that help us to remember to love our neighbor as ourselves. Spending a month in Israel gave me the opportunity to experience being in a country where Christians are the minority and not supported by the laws of the nation.  The weekend is very different.

 

In Israel, Sunday is a workday, a business day.  Sunday in Israel is like our Monday.  Friday at sundown the Sabbath begins and there is great hustle to get home before sundown and the celebration of the Shabbat meal for the observant Jew. Friday is the day of community worship for Muslims.  In the Old City of Jerusalem, Christians gather on Sunday. 

 

For us, Tantur Pilgrims, it meant we had to work more in our planning of our time off and the destination where we wanted to go.  It had to be open on Saturday and we had to make sure we could get to the place.  Museums were open but not much else. There is limited public transportation and taxis and get (their uber) charge more because they know that transportation is limited.  In Israel, every taxi or uber ride is negotiated before you get into the vehicle with payment on arrival of your destination.  So we planned ahead and traveled in small groups of 4 or we stayed at Tantur and rested.  Our attendance at Sunday worship was countercultural.  When we got on the bus on Sunday morning, dressed for church, we stood out among the workers.

 

These small things of participating in another country structured differently than ours helps me to be thankful for our country and our labor laws and how our nation supports the love of neighbors.  I also wonder if we did not have the encouragement of the weekly structure if we would continue to survive as a Christian community that gathers for worship and I am grateful that the Holy Spirit calls, gathers and enlightens us. God is faithful and I am grateful.  

 

Bold Inquisitive Belief Loving Expansively,

 

Pastor Connie Spitzack

August 24th, 2023

GREETINGS TO THE HOLY PEOPLE OF GOD,

 

Who do you say that I am?  That is the question Jesus asks his disciples (Matthew 16:15) in the district of Caesarea Philippi.  It is an area that I visited in Israel.  Banias, named after Pan the half-human, half-goat flute playing Greco-Roman god of shepherds and flocks.  It is an area in northern Israel that had a reputation of pagan worship at the time of Jesus and is now not even a village but a tourist destination.  This is where Jesus also tells Peter that he is the rock upon which Jeus will build his church and the gates of Hades will not prevail against it.  And the gates of Hades did not prevail as I walked among the ruins.

 

Where is Jesus asking you, “Who do you say that I am?”  Jesus comes into the context of our lives and invites us to join in God’s kingdom building efforts where we are.  Jesus empowers us, give us the authority to be ambassadors, representatives and witnesses of what God is doing and promises to work with us where we are.  Our youth this Sunday will share with us how they discovered Jesus in the midst of their mission work in Milwaukee in July.  Our Women of the ELCA will be exploring the Holy Places of Israel and their holy places in their fall bible study.

 

Now I’m back and still thinking about places and the context and holiness of those places I walk among the ruins in my own environment as I grieve the loss of my brother in-law, Dale, and change hits me from more angles than I like. It is a strange place to be. I wonder if the disciples thought about the strange place that Jesus brought them to and asked them about what others were saying and what they were thinking.  Who do I say that Jesus is? 

 

On that same day of walking amongst the ruins, we also took a hike to the spring and stream that was diverted by an earthquake in 1033.  The spring and stream that once flowed out of the mouth of the huge cave that now sits in ruins.  We could see the trout swimming and the paths of animals that made their way to quench their thirst.  And we were refreshed as we hiked along the stream with all its waterfalls.

 

Who do you say that I am?  Peter says, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”  What do we say?  You are Jesus, God’s Son who keeps coming to us in the midst of our ruins, the changes, the grief, the earthquakes and fires and new beginnings. Jesus, you are the source of life and I find refreshment in the diversions and changes I encounter as I keep turning to you and trusting you.

What do you say when Jesus asks, “who do you say that I am?”

Bold Inquisitive Belief Loving Expansively,

Pastor Connie Spitzack

July 27th, 2023

GREETINGS FROM THE HOLY LAND,

 

Wednesday is our desert day.  We are not going into the desert, but this place Jerusalem and Bethlehem sit on the edge of the desert with the dead sea, the lowest place on earth just a ridge of hills away.  This is a day where we have been given the gift of time to “savor and relish”, to attempt to digest all that we have taken in.  It has been a month-long feast and my mind whirls attempting to let this nourish me for I am one to take a fantasy journey with all that has been given and this holy place is indeed a place of dreams and hopes amidst harsh history and heavy realities of current living conditions as a new nation that is only 75 years old take shape in a land marked by many rulers. As one of our tour guides said, even though this is a hard time, it is the best time as this time we are not being ruled from the outside.

 

Shukran!! To my ear it sounds like a form of sugar, sweetness that means, “thank-you” in Arabic.  Shukran is a way to communicate appreciation to another for their kindness.  Kamal Mukarker, one of our guides spoke of his love for the Arabic language, it’s beauty and poetry so that when you say, shukran (thank-you) we follow it up with more words, picture words that map out more clearly the thanks we are giving.

 

When I read the Psalms with that in mind, one line feeding off of the other, giving more of a picture, I will now have more than what a picture can give for I have seen the places, the landscape.  My feet have touched the ground.  I have felt the heat of the sun as we scurried for shade whenever we could.  Psalm 121 comes alive in a new way – “The sun shall not strike you by day.” and “I will lift up my eyes to the hills”, hills that I have seen and walked for a brief time.  These people are a hardy bunch to live upon this land and thrive with all its conflict and history.  They have much to teach us.  Us, whose lives are not built upon such history or harshness.  There is wisdom to be found here.  I pray that God will help me to peel back the layers of what I have feasted on, giving me the ability to articulate what I have feasted on for you and the community where we find ourselves.

 

As we prepare for hosting National Night Out, you might try to add this Arabic word to your greetings to our neighbors, many of whom just might speak Arabic.  Go to the internet and listen to the sound of it and become familiar so that we can thank our neighbors for coming.  For God is working through us, patiently waiting for us to lift up our eyes knowing that our help comes from the Lord.  God will help us to reach out and walk with our neighbors and so much more.  For God is all about helping us to live together, loving one another and loving God.

 

After our desert day we will head to Jericho, Jordan River for an affirmation of our Baptism, Dead Sea float and farewell dinner.  Friday, we head to Tel Aviv and will spend time in another body of water, the Mediterranean Sea and travel home on Sunday.  I hope to see you at National Neighborhood Night Out. I’ve missed you all and look forward to seeing you again.  Shukran!!!  Thank you for this amazing time of continuing education.  

 

Bold Inquisitive Belief Loving Expansively,

 Pastor Connie Spitzack