Showing posts with label Christ. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 03, 2015

Jesus is Not the "Reason for the Season"

Friends,

What follows is a rough manuscript of the sermon I preached this past Christmas Eve at Messiah Lutheran Church in Rotterdam, New York, a Spirit-filled church where I'm incredibly blessed to serve as pastor. It's on the Saint Luke's nativity story, Luke 2: 1 - 14. Finally, you can find video of the sermon at Messiah's brand new website!

God's peace,
Pastor Dustin

So, is anyone here a fan of Saturday Night Live? Until a few months ago when I started spending most of my Saturday evenings writing the sermons which I tend to procrastinate about finishing throughout the week, I definitely watched the show pretty frequently… its pretty funny. I still occasionally get to see a few of the skits posted online though, and there was one a couple weeks ago that went pretty viral… you might have caught it. The skit was simply called “Church,” and it was a spoof commercial advertising how your annual trip to church on Christmas Eve to make your parents’ happy was going to be really different this year, because the local church, this place called Saint Joseph’s was planning on “going full throttle with their one night only Christmas Mass Spectacular!” That’s right… Saint Joseph’s Christmas Mass Spectacular! As the commercial begins to explain over the sound of blaring electric guitars, the main reason for Saint Joseph’s Christmas Mass Spectacular being so rocking this year is due to the presence of “all your church favorites,” all the folks who make Christmas Eve at Saint Joseph’s extra special.

Most of the rest of the skit goes on to showcase all those church favorites, the epic cast of characters who make Saint Joseph’s an especially rocking place to be. There’s Mr. Drubbler of course, who enthusiastically wants to shake your hand while sharing the peace, despite having the most incredibly sweaty hands possible. Then there’s teen soloist Bethany Opsal, who’s up in the choir loft singing it out for the Lord with soulful passion, “thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path! Huh!” Now if that’s not enough to get you excited, there’s Saint Joseph’s pair of exhilarating liturgical readers: twelve year old Ryan Welty who stands up in the pulpit in the hot, itchy Christmas sweater his mom made him wear and starts proclaiming the Word despite clearly not wanting to at all… “and lo, the angel Gabriel appeared unto Mary murmur murmur murmur” and forty-four year old Colleen Chapin who in a bright red festive suit jacket with lots of Christmas flair really, really does want to read this year… “This is reading. From Paul. To the Corinthians!” And whoa, my sisters and brothers, I might be a bit partial, but if you really want to have your mind blown, there’s good ol’ Pastor Pat. Now Pastor Pat might half fall asleep during worship, and he might chant really off-key and at constantly changing speeds… you know something like “all glory be to God the Father all mighty, for everrrr and everrrr,” but, he’s always got at least one incredibly soft sermon joke up his sleeve, to which the congregation of course will politely respond with an incredibly soft chuckle. And finally, after being awed by Saint Joseph’s Christmas Mass Spectacular, you might even have a chance to sneak a peak into Pastor Pat’s house, and see that he’s even got a table in there, just like everyone else has a table in their house! Whoa!!! Radical!!!

Now, of course, this SNL skit was an absolutely hilarious exaggeration of what church on Christmas Eve looks like, but there are some a couple really important truths in there too. For the many folks who only make it out to worship on Christmas Eve, and its awesome to have some of you here tonight with us by the way, this SNL skit probably serves as a legitimate indictment of what many churches have become in recent decades… these sort of antiquated, backward thinking communities, where goofy people do goofy things each and every Sunday that are hard to understand and then in turn often don’t embrace folks who might look or act or love in a different sort of way. On Christmas Eve, it might feel nice to go to church, or at least it’ll make Grandma happy, but otherwise, why would one ever want to wake up early on a Sunday morning or miss watching the big game for something like that? This, my sisters and brothers, is a legitimate point, a while I don’t think it at all describes our Spirit filled congregation, its a common concern that all faiths communities in our day and age definitely need to take seriously.

The even more important truth that the SNL skit perhaps inadvertently emphasizes though is also one that is at the heart of Saint Luke’s message for us tonight, in this place, in twenty-first century Schenectady. Every year, in a bid to turn folks away from all the gift buying and over consumption of the holiday season, you always hear folks exclaim, “Jesus is the reason for the season!” Who here’s heard folks say that before? Yeah, quite a few of us. Well, my sisters and brothers, I want to humbly submit to you this holy night that those folks, though certainly having good intentions, are completely wrong. Those folks are completely wrong. Jesus is certainly at the center of what Christmas is all about, absolutely, but no, Jesus is not the reason for the season. The good news God proclaims to us tonight through Saint Luke’s words is that the reason for this season that celebrates Christ’s continual birth into the world, and the reason for church, and the reason for all the hymns and rituals and prayers and coffee hours and potlucks and confirmation classes and service projects is people, the reason for the season is people, all people. The reason for the season, the reason for God’s continual, constant breaking into this world through Christ, is that guy with the really sweaty hands and the kid with the itchy sweater and the overly enthusiastic choir member and even the pastor who isn’t that funny and always chants off key. The reason for the season, the reason for Christ’s constant birth into this world, is you. The reason for the season is you, whether you’ve shown up here at Messiah every week for decades, or whether this is your first time and you’re looking for a new faith community to call home or whether you only show up once a year to make Grandma happy. The reason for the season is you! The reason for the season is you! The reason for the season, and Christ’s constant birth into this world to be with us is you and you and you!

We always tend to talk about Mary and Joseph tonight, but let’s focus elsewhere in the story… just look at what that angel says to the shepherds, “Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord.” The “good news for all people” the angel’s going on about is a much bigger deal than a Savior being born to Joseph and Mary. It isn’t that a Savior is born to the people of Israel. It isn’t even that a Savior has been born to God as the Father. While all those things are indeed true, the good news for all the people that the angel proclaims to the shepherds and to all of us, this holy night, my sisters and brothers, is that a Savior is born unto you! A Savior is born unto you! This holy night, and indeed every night, whether celebrating with family after a phenomenal year or battling with anxiety and depression, A Savior is born unto you! Whether all the talk about birthing and babies that happens around this time of the year brings up hard memories of struggling to conceive or whether you’re the proudest, happiest parent in the world, a Savior is born unto you! Whether you’re missing a loved one or have been looking for love in all the wrong places or are surrounded by family this evening without a care in the world, a Savior is born unto you! A Savior is born unto to you, to me, to all of us, to save us, to free us, to bring new meaning to our lives. Indeed, you are the reason for the season, you are the reason God is breaking into our lives, tonight, and each and every night, in liberating love. You are the reason for the season. Merry Christmas, and amen!

Dustin serves as pastor at Messiah Lutheran Church, a Spirit-filled church following Jesus Christ in Rotterdam, New York. An evangelist, urban gardener, mountain climber, community organizer, saint and sinner, he spends most of his professional time wrestling with God and proclaiming liberation in Christ. Otherwise, Dustin likes hiking, playing frisbee, hanging out with his fiancée Jessie, his amazing pup Willy Bear and pretending to know how to sing.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Elijah's Story & God in the Ordinary

Friends, so what follows is the first sermon I preached last Sunday at Messiah Lutheran Church in Rotterdam, New York as their pastor. I pretty much focused on the appointed Hebrew Bible reading for the Sunday, 1 Kings 19: 9 - 18, the story of Elijah on Mount Horeb. I'd love to hear what you think!

God's peace,
Dustin

So one thing I regularly heard at seminary was to not ignore the “hard texts” when preaching… the texts that are either simply too confusing or seems too difficult to draw a good message out of. And given that I’m a relative newbie at this whole pastor thing, I figured I’d follow that advice, I really don’t know any better, and thus I proceeded to spend this whole week entirely puzzled about our reading from the Hebrew Bible this week, the story of God coming to Elijah in a “still, small voice” while he’s hanging out on a mountaintop. On the surface it seems easy… I thought maybe I could talk to you all about the beauty of stillness and silence in these busy, constantly loud, rapidly changing times we find ourselves living in. Or talk about how God comforts us and changes us whenever we need it… something like that. Those messages sound kind of nice… God in the silence, etc., but the problem is, if you read the passage in context with the rest of the wider Elijah story, these nice sounding messages simply aren’t there, and in fact, the whole story doesn’t make much sense at all.

I’ll give you all a quick refresher on the wider Elijah story to show you what I mean… Elijah is one of the real superhero prophets of the Hebrew Bible… he’s a really big deal. He calls down fire from the sky, he conducts the first recorded resurrection in the Bible, when he walks around in the wilderness, God constantly is sending ravens to feed him. He never dies, but instead ascends to heaven in a fiery chariot at the end of his ministry. Outside of Moses he’s the only other guy who shows up at Christ’s transfiguration on top of Mount Tabor. Elijah is a really big deal! He is also a constant thorn in the side of that “evil Ba’al worshiper Queen Jezebel” and her husband King Ahab, the ruler of the Northern Kingdom of Israel who pretty much does whatever Jezebel tells him. Elijah is a really big deal, really powerful, and keeps trying to call the people of Israel back to worshiping the one true God. Not long before today’s story, Elijah accomplishes perhaps his most startling feat… he challenges King Ahab to a “divine duel” on top of Mount Carmel to prove God is well, God, and that Ba’al is merely a human idol.

So now King Ahab really thinks he’s got Elijah whipped. All of the people of Israel, along with four hundred and fifty prophets of Ba’al and four hundred prophets of a goddess named Asherah gather for the big fight on Mount Carmel. And the big test is to see whose god can light a pile of sticks and a sacrificed bull on fire. Sweet contest, huh? Of course, no matter what the prophets of Ba’al do, they scream, dance, start whipping themselves, they can’t get Ba’al to magically light those sticks on fire! And then of course, right in front of everyone in Israel, Elijah builds an altar to God and has a bunch a folks repeatedly drench his pile of sticks and sacrificed bull meat with water. And of course, right after Elijah prays to God, his pile lights up like a well made campfire. So Elijah’s pretty much won, right? The Bible passage even says all the people of Israel fall to the ground and worship God! Elijah’s seemingly completed his mission of convincing everyone to turn away from the human idol Ba’al and turn towards the one true God. And then of course, he puts all of Ba’als’ four hundred and fifty prophets to death, for good measure.

Now nothing about Elijah’s story so far is atypical really, at least in the world of the Bible, right? A righteous prophet calls out the ruling authority, God miraculously wins a contest against false idols, the prophets of the false idols die, and so on, this sort of thing happens all the time, as a narrative at least, it makes sense. But as we start moving forward in the story to today’s passage, that’s when things get a little odd. Elijah is at the pinnacle of his career as a prophet, he’s just won the big game, and by the way, he’s really, really powerful. He can call down fire from the sky. He can end droughts, and oh yeah, he can resurrect the dead. Yet after one measly threat from that evil Ba’al worshipping Queen Jezebel, he gets scared and runs away into the wilderness. It doesn’t really make sense. And then he gets kind of dramatic… he prays for his own death, first of all, and then we eventually get to today’s scene on top of Mount Horeb… also called Mount Sinai, understood at the time as the mountain of God. Elijah seeks out God on a giant, divine, majestic mountain.

And when God does indeed shows up, God sounds kind of confused by Elijah’s actions… God simply says to Elijah, “What are you doing here?” And then Elijah goes into this long rant sort of thing… he says there’s no good prophets left except him (despite the other good prophets mentioned before and after this passage by name), he says no one in Israel will turn back toward God, despite absolutely all of Israel doing just that, at least temporarily, back on Mount Carmel after that “divine showdown” between Ba’al and God I mentioned earlier. God then tells Elijah to stand outside and watch God pass by the mountain, and we all know what happens… God’s not in the fire, or the intense wind, or the massive earthquake, but God does indeed show up in a “still, small voice.” In other words, God doesn’t show up with all this majesty or power, God doesn’t show up in the big sort of way you’d expect, no. God shows up in a plain, old ordinary whisper.

Now despite all this happening, and Elijah indeed experiences God in that still, small voice, the text confirms this, Elijah still doesn’t really change his tune. He doesn’t get out of his funk, at least not immediately… he ends up saying to God the same exact rant he said before all the wind, and earthquakes and fire and the whisper of God. God shows up, he supports Elijah consistently in big ways and simple ways, yet this doesn’t seem to make a huge difference in Elijah’s behavior. Elijah does indeed get back to work eventually, but even then, out of the three tasks God commands of him on Mount Horeb, Elijah is only able to complete one, to anoint his successor prophet, Elisha. God shows up, he supports Elijah consistently in big ways and simple ways, yet this doesn’t seem to make a huge difference in Elijah’s behavior. So wow, what sort of amazing, gospel filled message to share from all that here on my first official Sunday at Messiah?

I was really struggling to be honest, but as I was driving up to go hiking this weekend, heading up to the Adirondack High Peaks, I started thinking to myself, “Well hey Pastor Dustin, your first week on the job, where did you see God show up?” There were countless ways to be sure... But the place I where I saw God the most wasn’t in the big things… the first time I walked into my new office or the first time I got ready to lead worship, it was in the simple, little, ordinary things. As you may know, the pipes leading up to my shower in the parsonage don’t work that good, they’re a bit leaky. They’re less leaky now, because Ray’s come a bunch of times, Bill and Charlie have stopped by too. And the place where God showed up most for this past week? It was in the simple, small, short conversations well had over ripping down some drywall. And similar things… when I had some car problems, I felt so immensely welcomed to town by Keith at Adirondack Auto Tire. The simple things like that.

So what I realized is that the central message of today’s story is that alongside Elijah doing all these intense, miraculous, huge things, and the people only temporarily turn back from worshiping Ba’al, and alongside the powerful winds and earthquakes on the big mountain where God is supposed to live, what I came to realize is that not always, but usually, God does tend to show up in the simple, ordinary things, like that still, small voice. It’s a very simple message… in these simple little things, that’s just more often than not where God shows up… the conversation with our spouse before we go to bed, card games with friends, all these little conversations with folks. Last night when I was coming back from the mountains, and I was looking at this huge, beautiful summer moon. One of my favorite songs came on my iPod I hadn’t heard in a long time, and I just completely broke down, I cried, and I realized I am so blessed.

Now I had just been on a beautiful mountaintop before, I had just seen all these big, beautiful things, and I had experienced God there yeah, but it was while someone’s headlight was glaring in my rearview mirror while I was driving down the interstate, an absolutely ordinary moment, when God chose to most profoundly show up. And we need that as human beings… we need God to not only show up in the occasionally big thing, but more importantly in the everyday, in those ordinary moments. That’s because as human beings we can help but forget how powerful of a presence God has in our lives. And as we know through Christ, God promises to show in all those everyday, ordinary moments, no matter who we are or what we do. And yes, my sisters and brothers, we know through Christ that God keeps promises. Amen.
Dustin serves as pastor at Messiah Lutheran Church, a vibrant congregation ministering with the local community in Rotterdam, New York. An evangelist, urban gardener, mountain climber, community organizer, saint and sinner, Dustin spends most of his profession time wrestling with God and proclaiming liberation in Christ. Otherwise, Dustin likes hiking, playing frisbee, hanging out with an amazing woman named Jessie and pretending to know how to sing.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Immigration, Oppression and Our God of "Yes"

What follows is video of a sermon I gave at Saint Peter's Church this past Sunday at Jazz Vespers, primarily on 1 Kings 21: 1 - 21 and Saint Luke 7: 36 - 8: 3.  I had something entirely different prepared until that morning, but kept feeling a tug on me all day to tell the story I ended up including.  Thus, this became my first time preaching without at least a mental manuscript.  From my eyes, it only turned out mediocre... it seemed unpolished, had a few missteps, and definitely had a weak conclusion.  The funny thing is that I heard from a few of the folks there that it was some of my best preaching all year.  So, did this last minute change of preaching style on Sunday work?  My initial response is no, but I'd love to hear your thoughts.



God's peace,
Dustin

Dustin currently serves as Vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Even God Cannot Be Alone - A Holy Trinity Sermon

Just finished up my draft for tomorrow's sermon at Saint Peter's Church where I serve as Vicar.  It's still a rough draft (particularly the ending), but I'd love to hear what you think:

Even God cannot be alone. Even God cannot be alone… for God only does the amazing work She does, in Holy Trinity, in Community. Even in Her oneness, God cannot be alone, for She only does the amazing work She does in Community. And in giving us just a hint about how that Community of the Trinity works in today’s gospel story by recording some of the final words of Jesus before his betrayal and arrest, Saint John shows extraordinary foresight. He shows extraordinary foresight because he realizes that God’s gathered people on Earth, the people that are literally the Body of Christ, will face new things… they will face new troubles, new challenges and new opportunities. In other words, Saint John knows we, the Body of Christ, will face change, and he knows we need assurance that the Community of the Trinity will be at work in that change.

Knowing that we will face change Saint John highlights the fact that Jesus is sending us an Advocate, a Spirit, the very Breath of God to lead us, to comfort us, to guide us into truth. Just listen again to the words of Saint John crying out to us from across millennia:
[Jesus said to his disciples,] I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now. When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth; for he will not speak on his own, but will speak whatever he hears, and he will declare to you the things that are to come. He will glorify me, because he will take what is mine and declare it to you. All that the Father has is mine. For this reason I said that he will take what is mine and declare it to you.
The Community of the Trinity is indeed at work in change… the Community of the Trinity is at work through the Spirit guiding us into truth, but there seems to be a big problem with what Jesus said… maybe it jumped out at you right away. The problem is that sometimes, and especially in the most rapidly changing and perhaps troubling of times, Jesus’ promise doesn’t seem to ring true. Whether confronting chaotic change in our personal lives or in the collective life of our faith communities, Jesus’ promise of the Spirit doesn’t seem to ring true… it can feel like there’s no Advocate, no Breath of God leading us into truth.

For many of us, myself included, this past year has been one of those times in particular, a year filled with immense challenge, a year filled with immense change, a year in which drowned in chaos, many of us have strained to feel the Spirit’s presence at all. In addition to whatever was going on in our own personal lives, let’s just do a quick recap of the immense changes and challenges our region, our city and our parish have faced over the last year: This past October many parts of our city and region were ravished by Hurricane Sandy, including many areas to have yet to fully recover. Around the same time we were also facing the anxiety of a bitter presidential election season, only to hear the devastating news a month later of the brutal murder of twenty children and six adult staff just north of us in Connecticut. The winter provided only a bit of a break… while certainly not bad news and in fact a great opportunity, the resignation of Pope Benedict and election of Pope Francis was still major change for a church that many of us hold dear to our hearts, and this thus brought about the stress that all major changes do. Increased tensions with a nuclear-armed North Korea also didn’t help matters. Continuing on, this April we were confronted by news of the Boston Marathon bombings, only to later hear that the perpetrators thought of coming to New York and setting off more bombs in Times Square. Only last weekend our city was rocked by news of the murder of Mark Carson in the West Village, killed out of hate because he was gay. Add onto all this hard decisions about staff reductions and budget cuts here at Saint Peter’s and the loss of our beloved Santa Clause, John Rusinak… folks, its easy to see that its been one heck of a year. It’s been one heck of a year, and many of us have understandably asked at times, “Where is God in all of this?”

Yet, there is immensely good news in such a dire situation. There is immensely good news in the fact that not even God can be alone, there is immensely good news in the fact that that God cannot be alone and that She only does the work She does in Holy Trinity, in Community. And, my sisters and brothers, there is immensely good news in the fact that God does not want us to be alone either. You see we too are invited into Community with God, as the Holy Spirit does the oftentimes slow, careful yet immensely powerful work of gathering us up together into the Body of Christ. While we held each other and wept at John Ruzinak’s funeral, the Spirit was there, gathering us up. While we sat at brunch and comforted folks who were flooded out of their homes or places of work by Hurricane Sandy, the Spirit was there, gathering us up. While we stood in worship doing the hard work of praying for not only the victims of the Newtown shootings and the Boston marathon bombings, but for the perpetrators of those heinous crimes as well as Christ commands us to do, the Spirit was there, gathering us up into the Body of Christ.

And ya know, even in the face of such a difficult year, Saint Peter’s has been doing amazing things in Christ, amazing things that have been celebrated and need to be celebrated, as the Spirit is there, gathering us up. Just look at this past weekend… I mean it was absolutely amazing… the work you folks are doing made the Bishop and many others cry tears of joy at brunch. You made the Bishop cry. And while wiping away his tears, Bishop Rembo said that our local iteration of the Body of Christ, our local expression of the Church here at Saint Peter’s is being exactly what the Church needs to be in this time, in this place, in this city. In a time when it’s trendy to talk about being a multi-cultural church, Saint Peter’s is actually doing the hard work of making it happen. There have of course been difficulties as we’ve entered into our new covenant relationship with Sion, but whether its been working through scheduling problems, surmounting communications barriers or simply dealing with our albs being hung up in the wrong place in the sacristy, those difficulties have been juxtaposed with joyous scenes of members of both congregations worshiping together, talking with one another about immigration reform on a Saturday afternoon and literally dancing with each other during Jazz for All last weekend. And in all these challenges and successes, the Spirit has been there with us, gathering us up into Community, gathering us up into the Body of Christ.

In a time when it’s trendy to talk about being a welcoming church, about being a resource for our local community, Saint Peter’s is actually doing the hard work of making it happen. There have of course been problems here as well, but whether it’s dealing with the frustration of not having enough space, or being extra protective of our communion wine or being rightfully angry about things being taped up on a freshly painted set of doors, those difficulties have been juxtaposed with joyous scenes of the Living Room being filled with folks getting a hearty breakfast on Christmas morning, of five folks showing up early at Federal Plaza to support their fellow congregation member seeking asylum status and this Sanctuary filled to capacity, worshiping together and learning about our heritage at the memorial vespers last weekend. And once again, in all these challenges and successes, the Spirit has been there with us, gathering us up into Community, gathering us up into the Body of Christ.

Even God cannot be alone, and She will not let us be alone either, and that is amazingly good news.  But I’ve been going on for a while already, and could keep going all morning, but we do have some Eucharist and some praying and some singing and the like to get to, so I’m going to conclude not with my own words, but with the prayerful words Christopher Vergara wrote for our Pentecost celebration last weekend, words that couldn’t describe any better how the Spirit has been work at Saint Peter’s over the last few months, gathering us up into Community with the Holy Trinity, gathering us up into the Body of Christ:

Up in the air
almost a 1000 cranes
Up in the air
70 hours of folding
6 emails about what shades of red orange and yellow to use
400 yards of fishing line
12 hrs in the catwalk
Up in the air
More smashed than folded 2yo desire to participate
Up in the air
A seminary field workers last Sunday
Up in the air
A mother and son's competition to see who is fastest
Up in the air
3 angry mothers on Mother's Day
Up in the air
Paper chaperones to teenage courting
Up in the air
Questions...
What are you doing?
What are those for?
Can I help
What is the next step?
What physically happens to us when we die?
Up in the air
Dealing with a parents death
Up in the air
Waiting...
Waiting for mass to end
Waiting for a mtg to start
Waiting for yoga, the opera, for poached salmon
Sitting waiting for another round of chemo
Up in the air
Another bombing
Up in the air
A shooting
Up in the air
A funeral for Santa Clause
Another deportation hearing
Another shooting
Up in the air
the fear that things will never change
Up in the air
The fear that things are changing to quickly
All these our joys and troubles we lift
Up in the air
Into your warm embrace O God
Trusting, trusting....
That there is nothing
Under the sea
On the ground or
Up in the air
That could ever separate us from your love and peace
In the name of our holy advocate, the Holy Spirit AMEN.


God's peace,
Dustin  

Dustin currently serves as Vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Saturday, March 09, 2013

NH 4000 Footer Essay (Pt. 5): Hiking Paths and Moments of Transfiguration

What follows is part five of a five-part essay I'm writing for the NH 4000 Footer Club.  You can find part one here, part two here, part three here and part four here.

From Zeacliff in early morning fog, August 2012.
It's good to be almost done with this thing... it took me over eight years to hike all of New Hampshire's forty-eight four thousand foot mountains, and at a number of points, it felt like it might take nearly as long to write this essay.  But here am I, sitting in Queens nursing a coffee and looking at a blank screen nearly six months after summitting Mount Carrigain, trying to figure out how to conclude... how to write part five of five.  My general thesis when I started this whole thing, as stated in part one was: "the paths we trod in life simply serve as vehicles through which we realize the growth (or potential for growth) already stirring within and around us," an idea I still agree with.  Another key point I made in part one concerned the presence of God in the mountains: "Unfortunately, while I often marveled at Her handiwork during my mountaintop experiences, God Herself didn't seem to really want to show up... or at least it felt that way."

The path up Bondcliff, August 2012.
While I did find God over my many hikes in the Whites, although as typical, She didn't show up where I expected.  And actually, it shouldn't be all that surprising that God was around in the mountains... think about how much Jesus liked hanging out on them.  The Sermon on the Mount was well, preached from a mount.  On the night of his betrayal, shortly before his death and resurrection, Jesus visits the Mount of Olives.  Perhaps the most amazing story of Christ on the mountaintop however is the The Transfiguration.  Referenced in three of the four canonical gospels (and perhaps referenced in the other), the transfiguration is the story of Jesus taking Peter, James and John up an unnamed mountain and becoming ablaze in a bright light, shining with all the glory of God.  Elijah and Moses then decide to show up as well.  From one perspective, its the moment where God most revels Herself in Christ to humankind.  Predictably humankind however can't handle God in all Her glory... Peter tries to control the situation and asks to make three tents for Elijah, Moses and Jesus so the moment can last longer.  Before Peter really even finishes making his proposition, God proclaims, “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased. Listen to him!”  The disciples fall to the ground, and when they get up, the moment is over... Elijah and Moses are gone and Jesus is back to normal.

What I've realized, is that in a more limited sense, moments of transfiguration happen all the time in the mountains.  They're fleeting and impossible to seek out yes, but they're there, and for me at least, these moments of transfiguration don't come from gazing at the beauty of the forest or far reaching vistas... they take place in momentary and miraculous connection with the Other.  Said in less theological student language, I experience the glory of God in the mountains in moments of deep connection with another human being.  Christ is not only the intermediary between humankind and God, but also between us all... the brief moments when we see Christ in others are the only times when we can truly connect, when we can truly know what another person is all about.  And for me, these moments of transfiguration, these moments when the glory of God even in a limited way shows up in the face of another human being, are most likely to take place while atop the high places of creation.

Atop Bondcliff, August 2012.
Working with Calumet campers at the Mizpah Springs Hut, hiking the Southern Presidentials with a loved one and summiting Mount Isolation with a best friend... there were transfiguration moments on those paths.  Taking a short stroll to the top of Cannon Mountain after my first week of seminary with another close friend, essentially climbing up a waterfall with three folks to bag Moosilauke during one of the best months of my life, conquering the horseshoe of the Northern Presidentials with my brother... there were transfiguration moments on those paths.  And while hiking alone but also while waiting out a late summer storm in the Guyot Shelter with two middle-aged women who couldn't have been more in love and while speaking with an eighty year old man near the summit of Owl's Head who had just bagged his last 4000 footer with his adult son... there were transfiguration moments on those paths.

I had many moments of transfiguration while hiking the many paths and summits of New Hampshire's White Mountains, moments where I saw the glory of God in the face of the Other.  And all these moments of transfiguration helped me realize the growth that was taking place within and all around me.  And because of all these moments of transfiguration, I am truly blessed.

Dustin is currently a vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Liberated Into God's Song, Advent 4C (sermon video)

I preached this sermon a few Sundays back at Jazz Vespers on December 23rd 2012, predominately on the Gospel lectionary text for the day, Luke 1: 39 - 56If you want to check out more sermons from Saint Peter's Church where I currently serve as Vicar, check out our Vimeo pageI'd love to hear what you think and thanks so much for watching!



God's peace,
Dustin

Dustin is currently a vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Freed Into God's Song, Advent 4C

What follows is a draft of the sermon I plan on preaching this Sunday at Saint Peter's Jazz Vespers Service. It's on the week's gospel text, Luke 1: 39 - 56. Would love to hear some input from folks... I'm especially concerned that the whole freed to live into God's justice part isn't in the right place.  Should I strength the last couple sentences?

To put it quite frankly, it’s been one heck of a year. In addition to whatever’s been going on in our own lives and the lives of our families and friends, we’ve collectively been hit by crisis after crisis… the threat of Eurozone debt spiraling out of control and our own “fiscal cliff” turning us back from a fragile economic recovery toward another deep recession… ongoing unrest, violence and civil war in the wake of the Arab Spring, as well as in countries like Mali and the Congo… the uncertainty and stress of a critical and seemingly close presidential election season… firm red lines with Iran and fighting in the Gaza Strip… destruction, death and ongoing suffering following Hurricane Sandy. A few weeks ago after Thanksgiving I remember talking with folks, some right here at Saint Peter’s, about how it finally felt like things were starting to get back to normal… and then of course, in the midst of the holiday season, a time we’re told is supposed to be filled with peace and light, we heard the horrific news of twenty first graders and six of their teachers killed by a young man with a high-powered rifle in Newtown, CT. President Obama put it best, I think, when trying to hold back the tears, he said that our hearts are broken. Indeed, our hearts are broken, and burned out from exhaustion, beaten down by the storms gathered round us, we claw for shelter, wondering what we can do in the face of such adversity… we wonder what we can do.


My sisters and brothers, tonight, and in fact at every Jazz Vespers, we are provided with a very powerful model of what can be done in such a situation through the story of two remarkable women, one young and one old. Mary, upon hearing the news of her pregnancy with Jesus, goes with haste to visit Elizabeth, her cousin who is miraculously six months pregnant with John the Baptizer. Mary, in stark contrast to the judgment and distain that was likely to greet her in the coming months as she began to show as an unwed woman, is greeted with joy by Elizabeth, who filled with the Holy Spirit, amazingly exclaims “blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb!” Even more amazingly, Mary, Mother of God responds with one of the most beloved and powerful songs of the Christian canon: the Magnificat, or Mary’s Song… the song we sing during healing at every Jazz Vespers… “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, and my Spirit rejoices in God my Savior.”

From what I’ve heard, through many other changes, singing the Magnificat has always been a part of Jazz Vespers at Saint Peter’s… and furthermore, it’s been a part of liturgical tradition throughout most of the Church’s history. Since at least the second century, it was sung daily at Evening Prayer, and still is to this day in many of the Western churches. In the Eastern, or what many of us might know as “Orthodox” churches, it’s appointed as part of Morning Prayer. Why though, you might ask, is it sung so frequently… why do we sing it every Sunday… how can it serve as such a powerful model for us, in this place, in this city, in these most troubled of times? The reason, my sisters and brothers, that Mary’s song is so powerful is simply because it’s not really about what she, or any of us, are really doing at all… it’s about what God is doing.

You see, Mary begins her song with a two-line parallelism, a common element of Hebrew prose that provides an important clarification… “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, and my Spirit rejoices in God my Savior.” The Magnificat is not just a song of Mary’s own soul, her own inner self, but also the song of the pneuma, the Holy Spirit, the very Breath of God upon her that gives voice to the amazing things that God has done, is doing, and will continue doing till the end of the age. And listen to what some of those amazing things are… casting the powerful down from their thrones… lifting up the lowly… filling the hungry with wondrous things… and most importantly, fulfilling promises. In preparing for tonight’s sermon I stumbled upon the amazing story of poor peasants in Nicaragua, campesinos, writing out Mary’s song and wearing it as a sort of amulet during the by the US backed violence of the Contras during the 1980s. Interviewed about the meaning of Mary’s words in 1987, one peasant woman states “Mary calls God 'Savior' because she knows that the Son that he has given her is going to bring liberation… She's full of joy. We women are also that way, because in our community the Messiah is born too, the liberator."

What a powerful message… “We are full of joy, because in our community, the Messiah is born too, the liberator.” You see my sisters and brothers, much like Mary, much like the campesinos in Nicaragua, we too are invited into God’s song. Not just at Christmas, and not just when singing the Magnificat, but each time we gather to worship and sing, and to play and dance to the song of God, through bread and wine, through water, through God’s Word and through community with others, Christ, the Messiah, the Liberator, comes into our midst. Christ comes into our midst; liberating us from the powers sin, death and darkness. Yes, Christ liberates us, freeing us to sing God’s song, freeing us to live into the promise of God’s justice whether it is by sheltering to the needy, standing up for marriage equality, or welcoming in all peoples into our community and country, whether or not they have the right piece of paper. Especially after the recent catastrophe in Connecticut, we’re freed to enter into a conversation where we collectively confess as a country that we have to do more to prevent gun violence, especially against our children and freed to bravely confess that such action does not include bringing more guns in our schools, even if they’re in the hands of the “good guys.” But most importantly my sisters and brothers, we’re freed to sing the song of a God that has promised to forgive us, care for us and nurture us and love us no matter what… a God that we know keeps Her promises.

God's peace,
Dustin

  Dustin is currently a vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Friday, November 30, 2012

Preaching During the "Holiday Season," Advent 1C

What follows is a draft of the sermon I plan on preaching this Sunday at Saint Peter's Jazz Vespers Service.  It's on the week's lectionary text from the Hebrew Bible, Jeremiah 33: 14 - 16.  Would love to hear some input from folks... I'm especially concerned that the personal narrative is too long.

Happy New Year! That’s right folks, happy New Year! Some of you may think I either had a bit too much wine at brunch earlier today or perhaps that I simply looked at my calendar wrong, but at least from the perspective of the Western churches, that’s actually what today is… the beginning of a new liturgical year. Outside of switching to a different set of readings that focus more on the Gospel of Saint Luke instead of the Gospel of Saint Mark, as Saint Peter’s and many other churches were doing over the last year, today also marks the beginning of a new church season… the season of Advent. Now, outside of knowing about the wreath with four candles and maybe being familiar with one of those Advent calendars that have a little door for children to open up each day before Christmas, it’s sometimes hard to remember what this season is all about… I mean just a quick look outside on Lexington Avenue makes it seem like Christmas time is already here. All of the stores are decked out in brilliant light displays, wreaths, garlands… the whole works. I was walking by one store a few days back, on 5th Avenue I think, which was completely wrapped up in a giant lighted red bow. It being my first year in New York, I attended the Rockefeller Center tree lighting event this past week and wow, let me say that even from a block or two back, Mariah Carey’s performance was nothing short of stunning.

Ya know, a lot of folks today and throughout Advent will preach against the ills of materialism, the gluttony of American capitalism that rears its ugly head each December… that sort of thing, and while they’re right of course, I don’t think they’re really getting to the heart of the matter. While all the lights, music and celebration may urge us to buy more stuff, they also convey an even deeper and often more difficult message to hear… you have to be happy! This is the time to be happy! And whether it’s by buying Little Johnny an unnecessary iPhone, by getting great seats at the Rockettes or by working all month to create the perfect Norman Rockwell scene on Christmas morn for your family, you got to be happy! And if you’re not happy, then you better figure out how to make yourself and those around you feel that way. Folks, it’s exactly because of that constant pressure to be happy during the holiday season that the central message of Advent is so important. But what, exactly, is that central message?

I’ll try to explain through a story of one of my own Advent experiences, one that coincidently culminates on a regular New Years. Back in Advent of 2008, I certainly wasn’t happy. A recent college graduate in the midst of the worst months of the Great Recession, I was about to enter into a job I knew I’d hate. I was still mourning the loss of a significant relationship and the loss of that youthful sense of invincibility following a close brush with thyroid cancer I had the summer before. Worst of all though, my mother had cancer… late stage III lung cancer. After visiting my family for a very somber Thanksgiving that year, it seemed obvious that Mom wasn’t getting better, but I tried to convince myself otherwise while busying myself with all the typical holiday activties. Amidst the festive decorations and songs of the season, many of the people around me, while well intentioned, also kept up the pressure on me to be happy. Some folks suggested that I celebrate her life in the little time we had left together; others tried taking me out or inviting me to parties. Of course, in the misery of my situation, there wasn’t chance I’d feel “the joy of the season,” which in turn made me feel guilty for not being happy, which of course only made matters worse.

Four weeks of Advent came and went that year… four weeks of the anxiety, fear and terror of seeing my mother bravely battle metastasized, late stage cancer… four weeks of feeling guilty that no matter what I or others might do, there was no use in trying to cheer me up in a season that society was telling me was supposed to be full of joy. Eventually Christmas Day came and we all gathered at grandma’s house for the normal meal and exchanged a few gifts, but it was all just sort of going through the motions. Mom was there but seemed distant the whole time, and when I kissed her goodbye and drove back to my apartment in New Hampshire that night, it was the last time I saw her alive. She died just a few evenings later, on December 30th. Upon hearing the news, I rushed back to Connecticut once again, and found myself a night later, on New Year’s Eve, alone in my family’s house after spending a whole day making funeral arrangements. Instead of celebrating the New Year with friends as I love to do, I felt alone, completely alone, and couldn’t have been deeper in a dark, dire pit of despair. At some point though that night I got a phone call from a close friend, who ended up telling me exactly what I needed to hear… that I didn’t have to do anything, that it was okay to feel whatever it was that I was feeling and that he was coming down early the next morning to help in any way he could. The conversation with my friend that night didn’t make everything better, it didn’t cheer me up really, but it did do something that was much more important… it gave me hope. And hope, my sisters and brothers, is what the season of Advent is all about. Not the hope necessarily that everything wrong with the world will soon get better, but the hope that no matter what, that through Christ you are not alone, that through Christ you are forgiven and that through Christ you are loved.

Hope, a season of hope friends… that’s what Advent is all about, and it’s what today’s text from Jeremiah is all about too. Two Sundays back I spoke about the destruction of the 2nd Jewish Temple in the Gospel of Mark. Today’s text relates to round one of that story, to what was perhaps the even more horrific destruction of the 1st Temple built by King Solomon. The prophet Jeremiah lived in final days of the Davidic Dynasty, preaching against the popular belief that Jerusalem would never be destroyed by a foreign power. Jeremiah was in fact so critical of Judah that he was greatly persecuted by the priestly elite of his time, who cast him into a well thinking he would starve to death. Despite these persecutions however, once the destruction that Jeremiah predicts comes to pass, once King Nebuchadnezzar and his troops destroys Jerusalem, carting off much of its population to Babylon, Jeremiah makes an even more startling prediction. Speaking to an exiled Jewish community, to what is truly a crucified people, Jeremiah makes the bold assertion that God’s work is not yet done, that the days are surely coming when God will fulfill Her promise to the people of Judah and Israel, that the people will be saved and live in safety… in short, Jeremiah proclaims a message of hope.

Similarly my sisters and brothers, in this time, in this city, amidst all the hustle and bustle of the season, amidst all the lights and songs and holiday specials on TV, whether you’ve had an absolutely amazing year and are on top of the world or whether you’re in the deepest depths of lonely despair as I was back in 2008, know that it’s okay to feel whatever you need to feel. And as the days continue to get shorter, as darkness continues to fall, know that through Christ, a light shines in the darkness and the darkness cannot, and will not, ever, ever overcome it. That through Christ, God is still at work in our lives during this Advent season and that no matter what happens, through Christ we are not alone, we are forgiven and we are loved. In short, through Christ, we have hope.


Dustin is currently a vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Preaching on the End of the World, Pentecost 33B

What follows is a very rough draft of a sermon I'll be preaching at Saint Peter's Jazz Vespers service this Sunday.  It's on the lectionary text for the week, Mark 13: 1 - 8.  Would love to hear some input.

I can specifically remember being a vulnerable, nervous little ten-year-old sitting at my grandma’s house and watching TV after dinner, when a program came on about the predictions of Nostradamus, the upcoming Y2K bug, and thus, the apocalypse described in the Bible… the end of the world. Scared nearly half to death, I quickly ran into the kitchen and offered to do the dishes for my grandmother… since it was 1996 and I only had four years to earn God’s favor and be chosen as one of His elect before the start of the new millennium, I figured I should get to work doing nice things for everyone right away. Luckily, my grandmother could sense I had something more than just being helpful on my mind, so instead of handing me the sponge and dish soap, she stooped down, wrapped me up in a big hug, and asked me what was wrong. Although she had never taken a Bible course on Revelation, Daniel, or the ‘little apocalypse’ that today’s text from Saint Mark is a part of, after finding out what I had been watching, she aptly told me not to worry, and that God, as she knew through Jesus, was a loving God.

While my grandma definitely helped me feel a bit better that night, for the next four years I was never entirely able to shake my fear of God’s impending judgment as the millennium turned. I greatly worried that every subsequent military confrontation… think the Kosovo War and expanding the no-fly zone over Iraq… would spiral into nuclear war. I read Biblical texts like the ‘little apocalypse’ from Mark 13 over and over again. I learned that Jesus gives similar discourses about the destruction of the temple, the coming of false messiahs and nations rising against nations in Saint Matthew and Saint Luke as well and eventually came to think that even if Jesus wasn’t talking about the new millennium in these texts, it sure sounded like God was a vengeful God, and thus that I needed to appease him with good behavior. The dawning of the new millennium came and went of course, and after four years I was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

With this background in mind you can imagine both my disappointment and laughter when while watching TV at a friend’s house this past summer, I swear the History Channel had cut out the same old footage of a “Bible expert” talking about the apocalypse that I saw back in 1996 and reused it in a similar program about predictions by Nostradamus, a Mayan calendar and other sources that the world would end not in 2000, but 2012. Of course, a fascination with the end times, as well as the prediction that they’re close at hand, is as old as humanity. We can’t help but question the eventual fate of our loved ones and ourselves… and much of the time we approach these questions with fear. We fear whether we’ll end up on God’s good side, whether heaven exists at all and we especially wonder what the “birth pangs” Jesus mentions in today’s text might look like. Throughout our Christian history, there have of course been many answers to these questions, but they’ve tended to fall into one of three camps.

There’s one view primarily based on what I’d consider an overly simplistic reading of texts like today’s “little apocalypse.” It argues a final day of judgment will be preceded by the removal or rapture of God’s few chosen people from Earth, a time of great chaos and suffering, the reign of an anti-Christ and maybe even an additional thousand year reign of Christ. All or some of these things may happen in a variety of different orders, depending on whom you talk to, and needless to say, this view has some problems. It leads us to believe that since God is just going to destroy the world anyway, we might as well take from and abuse her as much as we want, a belief that leads to things like climate change and thus perhaps the destruction wrought on our region by Hurricane Sandy. It also leads us to wonder whether we’re one of God’s chosen or not and thus we either end up like me as a ten year old, terrified and living in fear of God’s wrath, or instead believing we are the chosen ones and folks different from us are not.

Since it’s more common for fundamentalist groups or silly books like the Left Behind series to put forward this first view about the end of the world, more progressive Christians like me and I imagine many of the people here tonight find it easy to push aside such views aside as unenlightened or pessimistic. A second view however is something folks like us often fall victim to… it essential argues that through our human action we can build the kingdom of God on Earth. Once we collectively earn it and all learn how to live with Christian goodwill for each other, Jesus will come down from heaven, hang out with us, and we’ll all have a big party. It sounds really nice at first, but this view has problems as well. Over a hundred years ago as Christians optimistically joined together to spread the gospel around the globe through missionary activities, they often ended up supporting oppressive colonial empires and destroying indigenous cultures. The Second World War especially put a damper on this idea of a Christian utopia, but nowadays… and I’m often guilty of this… it’s easy to think that if we just focus a little more on social justice as the Church, everything will be fine and all the ills of society will be solved. Although we certainly are called to help our neighbor, critique systems of oppression and improve the lives of everyone, we can’t do it all on our own… You see, when you boil down the first and second views about the end of the world I’ve discussed so far this evening, they both share an even deeper problem… they’re primarily about what we’re doing, rather than the absolutely amazing things God is doing and will do through Christ.

A third view about the end of the world, and I believe the right one, doesn’t fall into that trap. It’s the view held by Augustine, a view held by many of the sixteenth century church reformers and certainly the view held by my grandmother, who told me as terrified boy clinging to her for comfort, exactly what I needed to hear… that God is a loving god. I believe this view of the end times is what Saint Mark puts forward as well. It’s a view that argues while we might not have the details, all that we truly need to know has already been revealed… that through Christ’s death and resurrection, the kindom of God is in-breaking.

Mark, as the earliest of the canonical gospels, was written for a community in the midst of great turmoil. Not just the temple, but in fact much of Jerusalem had recently been leveled by Roman legions. Civil war had broken out during the Year of Four Emperors. People were living under a highly oppressive patriarchal system. No wonder they thought the end of the world was near. But into this community would come the story of the Son of God who not only healed the sick, fed the hungry and cast out demons, but even more amazingly rose again after being crucified by that very same system of violent oppression. At the moment Christ breathes his last, the temple curtain that secludes the dwelling place of God is torn in two… God no longer is in just that space, but is with all of us… the kindom of God, while not fully realized, is in breaking. And through Christ, we already know what that kindom is like, and what it will be. In Christ’s resurrection we know that the forces of sin, of violence and death can never win, that God will be there again and again and again, to comfort us, to wrap us in a warm embrace, and let us know that we are loved.

God's peace,
Dustin

Dustin is currently a vicar at the Lutheran Office for World Community and Saint Peter's Church in Manhattan, having recently completed his second year of a Masters of Divinity program at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.

Friday, May 11, 2012

A 21st Century (and Some Might Say Sci-Fi) Christology

I just finished writing the following for my christology course at LTSP.  It's definitely sort of 'out-there,' so I'd love to hear your feedback.  I just cut and pasted from MSWord, so there's minor formatting issues.  Thanks so much!
I. Method
One of postmodern thought’s greatest contributions to theology is the notion that theology, and therefore christology, is highly contextual.  For theologians like Jon Sobrino and others who have long walked with the peoples of Latin America heavily weighed down upon by systemic sin and oppression, Christ’s preferential option for the poor is a source of liberating hope.  For other theologians like Douglas John Hall trying to living out the Protestant theology of fifteenth century thinkers in a contemporary context, the cross of Christ provides a lens to interpret the “ambivalence and contrarieties of life.”[1]  Indeed, we possess not one but four gospels in the Christian Testament, all of which portray Christ contextually and therefore somewhat differently.  At the same time, something must be said for the unity of faith in Christ; without some sort of unifying principle, contextual christology based solely upon the uniqueness of human experience becomes what John Polkinghorne describes as “only a babble of local dialects.”[2]  Borrowing from science, he instead argues for a more moderate theological approach called “critical realism” which throws off the shackles of modernism’s notion of unproblematic objectivity yet also shuns the postmodern temptation to view understanding as unattainable.[3]  Using the method of critical realism, this paper therefore proposes a christology that is highly contextual toward twenty-first century American life yet also submits that understanding to both the traditions of the Church and the community of saints, both alive and dead.
II. Context
            One’s context is defined through many aspects.  Perhaps the most easily defined aspect is place: the spatial aspect of my future ministry context will likely be in urban America, on the planet Earth.  A more difficult aspect of one’s context to define is social location.  While I am a fairly young, seemingly white but in fact bi-racial, educated member of the middle class, the social context of my future ministry will likely be much more diverse.  One also has an ideological context: I am liberal on most issues and civically inclined, while the ideological context of my ministry will perhaps be quite similar.  There is also an experiential aspect of context: I personally experienced a relatively happy childhood, yet also suffered from depression and the loss of my mother at a fairly young age.  A final aspect of context, and the one that most often gets overlooked, is time.  I currently live in an early twenty-first century context, a time of lingering economic distress, great environmental degradation and rapidly quickening technological progress.  This chronological aspect of my context for ministry will not always remain quite the same however: if I am ordained in 2014 when I am twenty-eight years old as planned, and if I remain in ministry until I retire around the age of 65, my life as a pastor will stretch roughly to the year 2050.  If my method for christological reflection is to be highly contextual, then I must take the chronological aspect into account.
            While we cannot predict the future with any high degree of accuracy, especially as far out as 2050, we do have some clues to help indicate what a future context for ministry might look like.  Ever since I read The Age of Spiritual Machines by Ray Kurzweil as a fourteen year old at Camp Calumet in New Hampshire, the implications of technological progress has absolutely fascinated me.  A futurist and well-known inventor of items like synthesizers and print-to-speech reading machines, Kurzweil has been making predictions about the future since the early 1980s by extrapolating off of Moore’s law, which states that the number of transistors you can put on a microchip doubles every two years.[4]  Essentially, this means that the power of computing (which Kurzweil measures as the amount of computing power you can buy for $1000) increases exponentially, rather than linearly.  Exponential curves begin by rising slowly, but eventually start rocketing up toward infinity, and Kurzweil would argue that we are now approaching part of the curve where it is becoming possible to notice that the pace of technological progress is rapidly increasing.
If we stay on our current course of exponential growth in computing as Kurzweil predicts, the results at twenty or thirty years out are absolutely astonishing.  By the end of the 2020s, you will be able to buy a computer for $1000 that roughly equals the intelligence of one human.  By the mid 2040s, you will be able to buy a computer for $1000 that roughly equals a billion times the sum of all human intelligence.[5]  The practical ramifications of Kurzweil’s claims are even more staggering.  For instance, as telling the difference between human and artificial intelligence becomes nearly impossible, the definition of being sapient (or perhaps of having a soul, theologically speaking) will be difficult to discern.  As off-loading information from one’s aging brain to a studier artificial brain becomes a reality, so does a type of immortality. While Kurzweil’s predictions certainly seem far-fetched, he has great credibility: in 1999 President Bill Clinton awarded him the National Medal of Technology and Bill Gates has called him “the best person I know at predicting the future of artificial intelligence."[6]  There are of course many who have criticized his work, but still, given Kurzweil’s credibility, his predictions at very least can prove useful in developing a contextual christology for ministry well into the twenty-first century.
III. Substance
Given the spatial limitations of this paper and the lack of pre-existing scholarly literature concerning the theological implications of an exponential progression of computing, developing a complete christology here proves impossible.  Instead, I will simply seek to make a number of contributions to this new avenue of christological inquiry, all supporting a thesis that “through His life and triumphant resurrection over the sin of the cross, Christ does for the cosmos what we sapient creatures cannot do on our own: Christ shepherds us into right relationship with God.
A. The Person of Christ
            In his Letters and Papers from Prison, Dietrich Bonhoeffer famously asked, “Who is God?”  By asking ‘who’ rather than ‘what,’ Bonhoeffer emphasizes that God is a ‘who’ who we can experience, rather than an abstract concept:
Not in the first place an abstract belief in God, in his omnipotence, etc.  That is not a genuine experience of God, but a partial extension of the world.  Encounter with Jesus Christ.  The experience that a transformation of all human life is given in the fact that ‘Jesus is there only for others.’  His ‘being there for others’ is the experience of transcendence.[7]

The person of Jesus Christ is the means through which we experience the transcendent God, a ‘who’ (and the only ‘who’) who is wholly there only for others.  While He is the means through which we experience God, Christ is also the greatest possible gift of God to a less than perfect cosmos, as He is the gift through which God is wholly there for all of Her creation.[8]  As stated in the Nicene Creed, Jesus Christ is “the only Son of God, begotten from the Father before all the ages, God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten, not made, of one Being with the Father.”[9]  Thus, while Jesus Christ is God’s greatest possible gift to creation, Christ also is God, existing eternally as one ‘who’ with the Creator and the Spirit, yet also forever dancing with them in Trinity.  Through the person of Christ then, God also provides the gift of example to Her creation, as God demonstrates what is good by giving of Herself through Christ.
            Christ is God, of one ‘who’ with the Creator and Spirit, yet also eternally (and paradoxically) dances with the Creator and Spirit in Trinity.  I use the word ‘dance’ to describe Christ’s being with the Trinity to characterize it not as a rigid, static state of being but one that is always shifting, fluid and mysterious.  While Christ has traditionally been referred to as ‘the Son’ in the Church, ‘the Son’ may no longer be the best symbol to indicate Christ’s nature in some contemporary contexts.  As the masculinity of Christ has often been used to reinforce patriarchal structures and belief systems in the Church and wider society, it must be emphasized that ‘the Word/ Wisdom of God,’ another traditional symbol to indicate Christ’s nature in Trinity, has both feminine and masculine aspects.  While John 1:1 uses the masculine noun logoĂź, meaning ‘reason,’ ‘truth’ and most traditionally ‘word’ (among other things) to refer to Christ, the related concept sofia, a feminine noun meaning ‘knowledge’ or ‘wisdom’ is another traditional symbol for Christ in Trinity used by Church, and should thus be emphasized for the sake of inclusivity.  As Christ is the means through which we have knowledge of God and is the gift of God through which the truth of what is good is revealed (both discussed above), referring to Christ in Trinity as the ‘Wisdom of God’ or the ‘Truth of God’ is accurate.
            While Christ is God, Christ was also “incarnate of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin Mary, and became a human being.”[10]  While the Scriptures do attest that Jesus Christ was in fact a male human being, we must also emphasize that in the original Latin, the Nicene Creed states Christ “became a human being” (homo facus est), rather than “was made man” (vir factus est). [11]  Once again, as we minister in a context where the cultural norm is still to emphasize the masculinity of God, we must make it unequivocally clear that the gift of Christ was incarnate as human, not simply a man.  Christ was not only given by God for all of us, but was literally made of the same stuff as all of humanity.  As humanity was good enough for God to become incarnate as fully human, we must also recognize that all of humanity is worth our respect, care and love.  Furthermore, for some people at least (and we must remember not all), it is a comfort to know that God suffered and sacrificed on Earth as a human, not simply a man.  For others (and I believe this will become particularly more important as the line between human and artificial sapience begins to blur in the future), it is a comfort to know that God had to do all the little things that are part of being human as well… God as Jesus probably stubbed his toe a few times, God probably had a few bad hair days and God has experienced going to bathroom as fully human, and this can be very comforting news!
B. The Work of Christ in the Cosmos
Throughout his famous series Cosmos, agnostic scientist and thinker Carl Sagan frequently exclaims, “We’re all made of star-stuff!”  When thinking about the work of Christ in what has traditionally been referred to by Lutherans as “the Earthly Kingdom,” and what I call “the cosmos,” remembering the fact that we are all made of star-stuff can be extremely helpful.  Not only was humanity good enough for God to become incarnate as fully human, but also creation was good enough for God to become incarnate in creation!  Thus, if creation was good enough for God to become fully incarnate in it as Jesus Christ, we must further recognize that all of creation is worth our respect and care.  Furthermore, we are provided the gift of an example for how to be wholly there for others in creation through the words and actions of Jesus Christ, even if we cannot follow that example perfectly.  In a context where our very existence is threatened by environmental degradation, and in a future where the very meaning of what it means to be human will blur, we must move beyond an anthrocentric view of Christ’s work in the cosmos, to one that more greatly encompasses all of God’s creation.
            Jurgen Moltmann, whose christology “directs its attention towards Christ’s bodily nature and its significance for earthly nature as a whole,” has put forward the idea of a messianic Christ, which when set in the context of the messianic hope of Israel, argues that the work of Christ is not only to redeem a sinful humanity but also to answer the groaning of all creation.[12]  In the sense Moltmann uses the term then, it seems as if a “messianic christology” that concerns itself with the groaning of all creation is appropriate to our contemporary context, with one major exception.  Recognizing that we live in (and likely will continue to live in) a time where humanity is pushing ever farther beyond the bounds of the planet Earth, we must also move beyond Moltmann’s suggestion of thinking about only Christ’s earthly nature, or what I call a “terracentric” view of Christ’s work in the cosmos.  Christ did not work only for humanity, or only for creation in a local sense, but in fact for all God’s creation, which includes the entire universe, of which Earth is only a very, very small part.  In a context where humanity can do more and more wondrous things, it may be helpful to humbly emphasize the wonder and sheer expanse of what God does in the cosmos through Christ.
            What work though, does Christ do in the cosmos?  For thinking about Christ’s work in the most general sense, Genesis 1 and once again John 1 seem particularly instructive.  In Genesis 1, God begins by creating light out of “a formless void.”  In John 1, it states that “all things came into being” through the Word of God.  Putting these two concepts together then, one can recognize not only that God creates the cosmos through Christ, but also that God makes cosmos out of chaos through Christ.  God’s act of creation through Christ is not one where something simply pops up out of nothing, in a sense, but one where God takes something that is wholly chaos, and begins bringing it into order as God intends it, creating cosmos (the universe as a well ordered whole).  Unfortunately however, whether by human sin and/ or some other mechanism, we must recognize the cosmos is, as of yet, has not wholly evolved into what God intended it.
While God may have brought order to chaos “in the beginning” through the Word by creating day and night, roughly two-thousand years ago, through his words, actions and triumph over the human sin of the cross, Jesus Christ began bringing order to the chaos of sin, death and oppression.  This happened through various physically actions, but whether feeding people, healing people or hearing people, Christ signaled what has traditionally been referred to as “the in-breaking of the Kingdom,” or the ordering of chaos as God intended it.  Another important aspect of bringing God’s order to chaos is, as Jon Sobrino and others have argued, Christ’s preference for the poor: “The proclamation of good news to the poor simply because they were poor shook the very foundations of religion, and was the best way of showing God’s gratuitousness in a world that idolizes riches.”[13]  Reflecting the views of Delores S. Williams, Christ also brought God’s order to chaos through his resurrection and thereby victory over evil:
The resurrection of Jesus and the flourishing of God’s spirit in the world as the result of resurrection represent the life of the ministerial vision gaining victory over the evil attempt to kill it…  The image of Jesus on the cross is the image of human sin in its most desecrated human form.[14]

Whether creating light from a formless void, combating the sin of human oppression by showing a preference for the poor, or triumphing over sin and death in Jesus resurrected, God does whatever She has to do, through Christ, in order to bring order as she intended it, creating cosmos out of chaos.
C. The Cross of Christ
            In our contemporary culture, one’s theology of the cross is easily pulled in multiple and very divergent directions due to a variety of contextual concerns.  Whether manifested emotionally, economically, physically or in other forms, we live in a time of great oppression and exploitation of human beings under crushing systems of sinful injustice.  For many people, especially those who suffer everyday from such systems of oppression, the symbol of the cross can best function contextually as the ultimate symbol sin that Christ triumphs over in resurrection, a position argued by Delores S. Williams.  Folks completely beaten down by systematic sin do not need to be humbled any further by the cross... put in Lutheran terms, they have gotten a whole lot of law in their lives, and they just need the gospel!  For those individuals, it is only the good news of Christ’s triumph over the human sin of the cross that liberates and brings hope.  For others that endure great suffering however, we must recognize that there is something of God in the blood of the cross.  As Joanne Terrell has proposed, the idea of a “divine-sufferer,” of a God who has truly suffered and  died for us “highlights the egregious nature of every historical crime against humanity and the Divinity.”[15]  If one is to hold a highly contextual christology, one must hold both these opposing views in tension.
            For others, especially those who have not felt the sting of sinful oppression that strongly (we must bear witness though that all folks have to some degree though), the scandal and paradox of the Incarnate God present in the ultimate symbol of human sin is exactly what they need to hear about.  Such individuals, myself included, need to be humbled each and everyday by the scandal of God in Jesus Christ showing up in utmost humility where we would least expect Him: stripped, beaten, broken and left on a tree to die.  Only in knowing of such a humble Christ can we be turned away from worshipping ourselves and other human idols toward the good news of God in Christ Jesus.  While we live in a time when many face horrific oppression, we also live in a time of rapid technological progress.  If Ray Kurzweil’s theory of the exponential progression of computing power holds true, humanity will be able to do truly marvelous things within my own lifetime that we must begin to anticipate.  Although in one sense we have been co-creators with the Creator for millennia, we will move far further into this role in the twenty-first century, engineering matter on the molecular, atomic and even subatomic levels, and perhaps even creating what many would recognize as sapient or self-aware life through artificial means.  In such a context, we will need the humility of the cross to remind us that us that the one thing we cannot do alone is to be in right relationship with God.
D. The Work of God in Christ Before the Creator
            The work God does through Christ before the Creator (what traditional Lutheran theology terms “in the Heavenly Kingdom”) is similar to what God does through Christ in the cosmos: God makes cosmos out of chaos.  As Christ is wholly for others, we can be passively bound to Christ through no work of our own.  In such a union, Christ bears the burden of our sins and death, bringing us into right relationship with God as our Creator intended it.  By bringing us into right relationship with the Creator, God brings order to chaos, further creating cosmos through Christ.  For my own pastoral context that hopefully extends well into the twenty-first century, speaking of justification before God in terms of “bringing sapient creatures into right relationship with God” will become increasingly important.  As the line between humanity and artificial sapience blurs, humanity may eventually achieve a sort of immortality: the information that makes up our sapient minds at least, may become eternal, if we so will it.  Thus, if death no longer is a universal outcome of life but rather a choice, speaking of Christ as raising us from death to life will no longer hold any power.
            If we may eventually be able to do such marvelous things as create a type of eternal life, why, one might ask, could we not eventually bring ourselves into right relationship with God?  Quite simply, in all of Her eternity, it could never be possible to know exactly what right relationship with our Creator would even look like.  Revelation, even through Christ, is incomplete, and God has rightly ordained it this way.  For instance, as even the Bible is written contextually, we have very different portrayals of the life of Jesus.  Creating a perfect moral system even based both upon God’s revelation in the Bible and through human experience proves impossible, due the many ambiguities and contradictions in life and Scripture.  The question of sin itself is even filled with ambiguities.  In a future where humans have created and perhaps merged with artificial yet seemingly sapient creatures, is sin confined only to humanity?  Could “spiritual machines,” as Ray Kurzweil has termed them, be brought into right relationship with God?  Melanchthon’s description of original sin in his “Apology of the Augsburg Confession” can help us with this problem:
When they speak about original sin they fail to mention the more serious defects of human nature like being ignorant of God, despising God, lacking fear and confidence in God, hating the judgment of God, fleeing this judging God, being angry with God, despairing of his grace, and placing confidence in temporal things, etc.[16]

Essentially, Melanchthon describes sin as rebellion against God.  If another sapient creature (artificial or otherwise) were to know of God, belief in God, yet also have the serious defect of rebelling against Her, could it not be said that such a creature would be capable of sin?
            When speaking of Christ’s work before the Creator, one additional (and thankfully more near-term) issue must be discussed: does God save non-Christian creatures (people of other faiths or no faith) through Christ?  The second-century theologian Justin Martyr can greatly assist us with this question:
We have been taught that Christ is the first-born of God, and we have declared above that He is the Word of whom ever race of men were partakers; and those who lived reasonably are Christians, even though they have been thought atheists… So that even they who lived before Christ, and lived without reason, were wicked and hostile to Christ, and slew those who lived reasonably… through the power of the Word, according to the will of God the Father and Lord of all…[17]

In our Christian tradition there exists language that states Jesus is the Word for every race of humanity, including atheists and those who lived before Christ, even if they were so evil as to slay those who lived reasonably.  How, then, could Jesus not be the Word for a pious Muslim, Jew or Buddhist?  Christ is for everyone and can act as the Word for anyone, regardless of that person’s faith or action.  God’s justice is not human justice, and while the humility of the cross reminds me that I cannot know this for sure, I wholeheartedly expect to see even those who I would consider the worst of humanity eternally worshipping the Creator with me when chaos finally evolves fully into cosmos.
IV. Practical Conclusions
            When using Polkinghorne’s method of “critical realism” to develop a christology, one must necessarily end up with a christology that is both high contextual in terms of space, time and relationship yet also bears witness to the ancient traditions of the Church and the community of saints both past and present.  One holding such a christology must necessarily be in relationship with a wide variety of individuals, and must do one’s best to attend to the diverse needs of all, working against oppression and thereby following Christ’s example of being wholly for the other.  Keeping one’s chronological context in mind also necessarily leads one to prayerfully and reverently try to anticipate the future, in order to best minister to those saints yet to be born (or perhaps, created).  When brought to bear on my own context, critical realism has led me to hold a christology which states “through His life and triumphant resurrection over the sin of the cross, Christ does for the cosmos what we sapient creatures cannot do on our own: Christ shepherds us into right relationship with God.”  This means recognizing that either “in the cosmos” and/ or “before the Creator,” Christ redeems all creation, not just humanity.  Doing my best to care for all of creation in all of its beautiful diversity therefore becomes a deep Christian calling; without doing so, I cannot be whole.  The cross however also reminds me that no matter how strongly held my christological convictions might be, I could be wrong, and I will never be able to bring myself into right relationship with my Creator on my own.  Luckily enough, the humility of the cross can also remind one to occasionally take a break from human reason, to go outside, look up at the stars, and soak in the marvelous gifts of the cosmos God gives in Her wondrous eternity.


[1] Marit A. Trelstad, Cross Sections: Readings on the Meaning of the Cross Today (Minneapolis, MN: Augsburg Fortress, 2006), 254.
[2] John Polkinghorne, Quantum Physics and Theology: An Unexpected Kinship (New Haven, CT: Yale University Press, 2007), 2.
[3] Polkinghorne, Quantum Physics and Theology, 6.
[4] Lev Grossman, “Singularity Kurzweil on 2045, When Humans, Machines Merge” in Time Magazine (February, 2011), http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,2048299,00.html (accessed April 18, 2012).
[5] Grossman, “Singularity Kurzweil on 2045.”
[6] Ibid.
[7] Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Letters and Papers from Prison: The Enlarged Edition (New York, NY: Touchstone, 1997), 381.
[8] As I am writing a christology for a cultural context in which it is still normative to think of God solely in masculine terms, I believe selectively using feminine pronouns at times for God is the only way to write inclusively, especially when speaking of the person of Jesus, who in history was male.  Furthermore, referring to God as ‘It’ is also problematic as this suggests that God is a ‘what,’ rather than a ‘who.’
[9] Robert Kolb and Timothy J. Wengert, eds., The Book of Concord: The Confessions of the Evangelical Lutheran Church (Minneapolis, Minnesota: Fortress Press, 2000), 22-23.
[10] Kolb and Wengert, The Book of Concord, 23.
[11] Daniel L Migliore, "Christology in Context: The Doctrinal and Contextual Tasks of Christology Today" Interpretation 49, no. 3 (July 1, 1995): 246, ATLA Religion Database 246with ATLASerials, EBSCOhost (accessed May 1, 2012).
[12] Jurgen Moltmann, The Way of Jesus Christ: Christology in its Messianic Dimensions (Minneapolis, MN: Fortress Press, 1993), xvi.
[13] Jon Sobrino, Jesus the Liberator (Maryknoll, NY: Orbis Books, 1993), 83.
[14] Trelstad, Cross Sections, 30 - 31.
[15] Ibid, 46.
[16] Kolb and Wengert, The Book of Concord, 113.
[17] Justin Martyr, First Apology of Justin Martyr: Article 46, Early Christian Writings, http://www.earlychristianwritings.com/text/justinmartyr-firstapology.html (accessed May 10, 2012).
 

Dustin is a Masters of Divinity candidate in his second year of study at the Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia. While seeking ordination in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America, his focus is on the intersection between worship, service and justice building in de-centralized faith communities unencumbered by a traditional church building. In his free time, Dustin really likes playing frisbee, hiking and pretending to know how to sing.