In the Body of Christ, we embody a Christ/Christa Community!

A commentary on Christ-Christa language by Dr. June C. Goudey, August 4, 2010

Recently at the parliament of  the World’s Religion in Toronto, I had an occasion to talk about Christa language. Although I am retired from parish ministry, I still consider this to be a testimony of my current faith journey and very much a work in progress. If you should like to engage me in conversation on this language, I would welcome the opportunity to think more deeply about our common faith.
The Apostle Paul spoke of the early Christian Church as the Body of Christ – a community called out to witness to God’s resurrecting energy alive in the world following the crucifixion, death, and resurrection of Jesus.

Anyone who is “in Christ,” Paul proclaimed, meaning anyone who lives in the spirit of Christ and by the teachings of Jesus, “is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!” (2 Corinthians 5:17) The Greek term for Christ, Christos, translates the Hebrew word Messiah. Christos is not Jesus’ last name but a symbol. It refers to the anointed one. Although the phrase Jesus Christ is quite common, the truer translation is Jesus the Christ; in other words Jesus the anointed one. When scholars speak of the Easter event, they acknowledge the “Jesus of history” as pre-Easter and the “Christ of faith” as post Easter. In other words, before the resurrection, there was no Christos associated with Jesus. Even though the term Christos is found in the Gospels, these are all post Easter texts, texts created by the community that experienced Jesus as resurrected. The same is true of writings attributed to Paul. The community who followed Jesus proclaimed him as the Christ. Simply put: The resurrection created Christ.

Jesus was called “the Christ” because he was deemed to be anointed by the Spirit. In his own words recorded in Luke 4: 18-19 Jesus confirms this:
“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to release the oppressed,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”

When we allow the spirit of love to lead us deeper into authentic living we experience Christic power; power that manifests itself as love. Jesus honored the ministry of women and men and so do we. We honor women and men as equal in our midst; not just as Christ but as Christa. By using Christ language for men and Christa language to designate women’s inclusion in the Body of Christ we celebrate the fullness of God’s healing Spirit in our midst. Christa language does nothing to change our understanding of the male Jesus. What it does is change our understanding of who we are as followers of Jesus. As Jesus is the light of the world, so he reminds his disciples they we too are the light of the world. As Jesus lived a life anointed by the spirit’s presence, so too he calls us to live lives anointed by the spirit’s presence.

Living by the power of Christ/Christa means we live as men and women fully open to God’s unconditional love. St Cyril of Jerusalem taught in the 4th century that in baptism, when anointed with water and the Holy Spirit, we become “Christs.” The Greek he used is plural, not possessive; thus Cyril acknowledges that every baptized human being is a Christ, a Christos, an anointed one fully capable of being an icon of generosity – a window – to God’s graciousness.
While some would argue that Christ is a universal term encompassing male and female in the one body of Christ, this argument is undercut by the Latin phrase “in persona Christi” which means, in the person of Christ. When a bishop or priest says “This is my body”, “this is my blood” during the celebration of the Eucharist in the Roman Mass, they are deemed to be acting as “Christ”. Moreover, the Roman Catholic Church has been unequivocal in teaching that only male priests can act “in persona Christi” and have consistently used this as a reason to deny women entry into the priesthood. Christ is therefore not a universal concept.
A community willing to embrace the imagery of Christ/Christa is a community where the equality of women and men thrives, where justice is served and where well-being is honored. Well-being does not mean living a pain free existence; it means living with and actively practicing the healing power of love.

When God’s healing spirit is unleashed within us, we become healing healers (rather than wounded healers), people on the move, people who say goodbye to the past and hello to the future. People who say yes to life, and let go of childhood fear. People who live with hope, not hopelessness are people who allow our imaginations to be guided by images of love, acceptance, and communal well-being. Communal well-being is present when men and women actively cultivate communities of love, communities where God still speaks words of welcome, words of forgiveness and words of healing.

Why does this matter? To be a healing healer you start with what you know – pain, fear, hopelessness – and you begin to let it go. You take a step in the direction of wellness and you seek out every opportunity to let your pain go. You breathe, “Yes”; you breathe, “Hope”; you breathe, “Resurrection”. It is my hope that as you become more fully yourself in this Christ/Christa community, you will come to fully claim your God-given potential to be fully human and fully alive in the spirit of love. That is what Jesus calls us to embody when he says, “I tell you the truth, anyone who has faith in me will do what I have been doing. [They] will do even greater things than these … [John 14:12]

If you wonder where you are on the journey, ask yourself these questions. If you can answer yes to any or all of these then you are well on your way to understanding what it means to become Christs by the power of God’s Holy Spirit.

On God:
Do you believe in a power greater than yourself that loves all people unconditionally?
Do you believe this power seeks the flourishing of all life?
Do you believe this power has many names Father-Mother; Creator, Spirit?
Have you experienced the presence of this power in your life? Do you believe you are one with this power?

On Jesus
Are you open to believing that Jesus is divine and that you are too?
Do you believe Jesus’ life teachings can heal your life?
Have you experienced the power of love in action and has it changed your life through forgiveness and reconciliation?

“spirit” and me      

My love is for “spirit’ who knows me

and hears my voice

when I cry out.

When the grip of fear and anxieties

take hold,

When I come to grief and sorrow,

I call on “spirit”

and find relief.

Rest, O my soul, relax.

“spirit” is with you.

She has given your life meaning,

soothed your sufferings,

and guided your feet.

 

Walk in “spirit’s” presence

in the land of the living.

Even when you feel very low.

Even when trust is hard.

Call on “spirit”…

Fulfill your promise…

Be grateful…

Lighten up…

Sing!

 


					

Rewrite of Communion Hymn:Let Us Break Bread

Let us break bread together all our lives;
Let us break bread together all our lives;
When we lift up our arms and we face the rising sun,
May God bless us one and all.

Let us share the cup together all our lives;
Let us share the cup together all our lives;
When we lift up our arms and we face the rising sun
May God bless us one and all.

Let us praise God together all our lives;
Let us praise God together all our lives;
When we lift up our arms and we face the rising sun,
May God bless us one and all.

(Adapted by June C. Goudey July, 2017)

“Come Alive”*

Two Words, three syllables,

Simple to say… hard to do!

“Work at it,” the preacher said, “do what you love,

Pay attention!

Attend to deep matter,

to what moves you,

body, mind, spirit all,

Tears and laughter,

song and story,

weave their magic

shifting edges,

opening crevices

where Spirit speaks

Pay attention, do what you love

Come alive!

Do it now!

 

April 25, 2010

Inspired by this quote:

*“Do what you love. Come Alive!”

Howard Thurman

Sermon Tidbits 2004-2005

The Power of Truth  February 2004, Second Corinthians 3:12-4:2 Woodland Hills CA

The power of truth is seductive—our own truths can be seductive too; but I would rather have a world that welcomes variations on a theme, even the theme of Jesus’ death and its meaning for our lives than live in a world where someone else’s truth seeks to conquer mine.

Closer Than the Eye Can See Matthew 17:1-9; 2 Peter 1:16-21 February 6, 2005, Pasadena CA

In life, as in our relationship with Spirit, there are things closer than the eye can see.

Life is full of contradictions, particularly in the spaces that are closer to us than the eye can see, but see that as a gift not a burden.  Each of us has the capacity to be an eyewitness to majesty, but none of us can corral that majesty for our own purposes.

Fear Not! Learn to live in those spaces that are closer than the eye can see. Then you  will know the power of belovedness as surely as Jesus did.

If you are looking for a place to start, to put flesh on your God and purpose in your step than look no further than this Communion table, for there is more to this experience than the eye can see.  Trust me, have no fear, come a little closer.  It’s never too late to be surprised by God!

In Praise of an Unknown God Acts 17: 22-29 May 1, 2005 Simi Valley, CA

Grace, the extravagant and extraordinary gift of God’s amazing love, seeks to greaten us into the fullness of the divinity in our humanity.  I believe in my bones that God and humanity are one and that God calls us to live out, what Roger Hazelton once called, “a more than human humanness”; to let the “beyond within us,” as the Quakers would say, become visible in our daily discourse and endeavors.

To be a person of faith is to be a person of focus.  When we keep our focus on the life of God that lives in all of us compassion thrives, difference is honored, and tolerance is practiced to the benefit of all creation.

Jesus said ask and it shall be given, seek and you shall find, knock and the door will be open—he called us to an active faith, a searching faith, a feeling after faith, and a faith willing to admit that God is still speaking.

  One God, One Life Genesis 1:1-2:3-May 22, 2005 Simi Valley, CA

God calls each of us through the person of Jesus to re-flect on the consequences of our thinking, as persons and as church.  If you believe there is one God and one life you will never be alone, because you will know the goodness of God is at the heart of who you are. Praise God for that!

Wisdom As Foundation Matthew 7:21-29 May 29, 2005 Simi Valley, CA

There is a difference between judgment and punishment.  God judges us daily not to harm us but to guide us into well-being. To let us know there are consequences to our acts. Whether we pay attention to the wisdom of God within our embodied selves is another matter—it’s called freedom of choice.  Punishment as a form of God’s love is never God’s first or last act. Punishment is not a mark of God’s tough love it’s a distortion of God’s true compassion. God’s first and only act is love!

The Healing Table Matthew 9:9-13   June 5, 2005 Simi Valley, CA

Jesus gathered people around a table, not a cross, into an atmosphere of welcome not condemnation, and into a force field of acceptance, love, and joy.

God’s love is for the world, not for the church.  Any church that forgets this is missing the point.

GOD’S WORK OF ART

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(written for the Divine Imagination Event,  March 21, 2004 Woodland Hills, CA)

I am because God is!

God, the maker, builder, shaper, God, the poet, painter, artist,

God, the dreamer, dreamed a dream and called me forth,

Me, you, we, us, all of us together.

You and I were a gleam in the eye of God,

A hope in the heart and a whisper in the ear.

She felt us in her womb before we had a shape,

He took us in his hand before we had a body.

God, Divine Mystery, Miracle Worker

Wonder of Wonders, Gracemaker Extraordinaire,

Said, “I love you,” before I was.

Said, “I believe in you” before I believed in myself

Said, “Walk with me” before I could crawl,

Said, “You are because I am,”

Said, “I am because you are.”

God, that mysterious presence that lives in and through all things,

Even us, you and me,

Said, “Come! Come forth from my womb, my heart, my hope, my love.

Be my heart, my hope, my love, my truth… my playmate!

I want you to be.

I want you to be free… to be whole… to be light, …to be love.

So…Become love

Become grace

Become compassion

Become all that you can, because you can!

See, I set before you wide horizons and deep canyons,

I set before you majestic mountains and a big sky,

I give you possibilities unimagined;

And the gifts to imagine them.

I give all things to you not to have, but to hold, not to hide, but to cherish

I give you wisdom to know,

I give you knowing to share,

I give you words, and sighs, laughter and tears,

To express the inexpressible

To touch the mystery that has no boundaries, to be the mystery!

(Sigh…)

In the beginning I was, and will always be,

In the beginning we were together, whole and free,

big and beautiful…so it will always be.

Eternity is yours, you need not earn it. Grace is yours, too,

Abundant, and amazing, fragile and free,

Strong and sturdy, light and lively,

Wise and wondrous…all of it yours for the asking.

Take heart, then; my heart,

Full of courage, strength, loving kindness, and, yes, breathtaking forgiveness.

Weave from these a life, a tapestry of wonder;

But be not fooled. I design you for purpose not perfection

You cannot take a road where I will not be, you cannot find a place I have not been,

You cannot build a world too small for me to find you

 

Death may come, sorrows may haunt, and fear may batter,

but through it all, my embrace is unbreakable.

I will not leave you.   I cannot leave you.

Remember?   I am because you are.

And so the time has come.

You are ready, you can do this, I believe in you.

You are one with me and I with you.

You are one with each other, too.

You are not alone, nor will you be forgotten;

In the hollow of my heart there is a place for you, each of you,

A dream and a prayer, too.

Whatever happens, remember this:

You are not a mistake; you are not a lost cause,

You are not a regret…

A work of love, definitely

A work in progress, but of course.

A work of art?  You better believe it!

 

GRAVESIDE COMMUNION AND BURIAL

Leader:

I invite you to breathe deeply of the Spirit’s presence in this place. <Pause>

The peace of Christ be with you all.

People:  And also with you.

Leader: Jesus said:

So you have sorrow now, but I will see you again and your hearts will rejoice,and no one will take your joy from you.

Our duty today is a solemn one, as we gather to commit the ashes/body of  <name> to her/his final resting place. We do so in sorrow; yet also in hope, for wherever two or more gather in Jesus’ name he is in our midst. Cemeteries have always been places of communion for the living and the dead.  In preparation for <name’s> burial, we share Holy Communion with one another; much as the early Christians did when they found themselves confronted by death; yet thankful for life.[1]

Exchange of Peace

As a sign of the peace of Christ that is with us even now let us share that peace with one another.

Communion Prayer

In the communion of Christ Jesus, let us pray.  In the beauty of this place, Gracious God, we celebrate your gift of creation, your eye for beauty, your taste for goodness, your fragrant presence, your tender touch, and your listening ear. We thank you, too, for your redeeming Word alive in Jesus of Nazareth. As savior and sacrament, brother and friend, Jesus reminds us of your generous love, your amazing grace, and your abiding presence.

As we gather in remembrance of his life, death, and resurrection, we call upon your Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with love and renewed purpose.  Bless now this bread and fruit of the vine, Holy One, that we might honor your power in our lives, as well as the spirit of each person here.

May _<name’s>____love for you that she/he so freely shared among us sustain us in all seasons, and encourage us to live faithfully and compassionately.  Filled full with the wonder of life itself, we consecrate our lives to your enduring hope. Amen.

The bread we break reminds us that we are one in the body of Christ.

The cup that we pour reminds us that we are a new creation in Christ.  We are forgiven and free, as is_<name>_____even now.

Eat drink and be nourished by your faith that you may begin life anew this day and share _<name’s>____legacy of love freely and joyfully.

Ministering to you in Jesus’ name, I invite you to receive these gifts by intinction.

<After all have received>

Let us pray together the Lord’s Prayer using the form most familiar to each of us.

Committal

Closing Prayer and Benediction

[1] Frank C. Senn, Christian Liturgy: Catholic and Evangelical (Minneapolis: Fortress Press, 1997), 166.

A Life to be Lived

February 11, 1985

A time to dance,

A time to look within but not to be lost there,

A time to be loved;

but not to lose one’s sense of loving,

A time to see who you are;

but not to forget who you can be.

 

A time for wisdom,

A time for openness,

A time for silence;

Amidst the words and the Word.

Which will come with great force

Breaking open the vault

Wherein is stored

the treasure of a thousand years.

Emily Bronte’s “To Imagination”

 

When weary with the long day’s care,

And earthly change from pain to pain,

And lost and ready to despair,

Thy kind voice calls me back again:

Oh, my true friend! I am not lone,

While thou canst speak with such a tone!

 

So hopeless is the world without;

The world within I doubly prize;

Thy world, where guile, and hate, and doubt,

And cold suspicion never rise;

Where thou, and I, and Liberty,

Have undisputed sovereignty.

 

What matters it, that, all around,

Danger, and guilt, and darkness lie,

If but within our bosom’s bound

We hold a bright, untroubled sky,

Warm with ten thousand mingled rays

Of suns that know no winter days?

 

Reason, indeed, may oft complain

For Nature’s sad reality,

And tell the suffering heart, how vain

Its cherished dreams must always be;

And Truth may rudely trample down

The flowers of Fancy, newly-blown:

 

But, thou art ever there, to bring

The hovering vision back, and breathe

New glories o’er the blighted spring,

And call a lovelier Life from Death,

And whisper, with a voice divine,

Of real worlds, as bright as thine.

 

I trust not to thy phantom bliss,

Yet, still, in evening’s quiet hour,

With never-failing thankfulness,

I welcome thee, Benignant Power;

Sure solacer of human cares,

And sweeter hope, when hope despairs!

Awe Comes Before Faith

Psalm 111

 A Sermon Preached at Woodland Hills Community Church

on February 2, 2003

By the Rev. Dr. June Christine Goudey

111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom; a good understanding have all those who practice it. His praise endures for ever!

Faith is often spoken of as an antidote to fear, and it can be; but fear is not the enemy of faith. There are many things we should fear, among them—abuse of power, hate based on ignorance, the denial of justice, unchecked terrorism, and the silence of good people. We have a right to be fearful of such things, but we don’t have a right to ignore our fears or run away from the consequences they unleash.

Scripture provides numerous examples of God uttering these words: “Be not afraid, for I am with you.” God’s spirit calls us to face our fears and erase the misunderstandings they create. God also calls us to meet the dangers posed by our fears and speak for peace—the peace of our souls and the peace of the world. But fear is not easily dismissed.

Psalm 111 is a psalm of praise that recites the trustworthiness of God in all circumstances. The psalmist praises God’s graciousness and mercy.  God is faithful and just and can be counted on to lead us in right paths. But within this psalm lies an irony of faith. We are told that the fear of God…the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. What does this mean? If God tells us more than once to be not afraid, why does this Psalm tell us to fear Godself? And why is the gift of wisdom and understanding tied to this form of fear?

As I have said before, the Psalms are not prophetic speech or historical records. They show us the human face of faith and a limited view at that. The Hebrew word translated as fear in this context is closer to an understanding of awe and wonder—to honor God is to open oneself to wisdom and understanding.

Perhaps a better way to understand this text is to understand that wisdom begins in the love of God—not fear.  In the first letter to John we also learn that perfect love casts out fear, for fear implies punishment.

When our bodies are full of fear, they tend to close down in a protective manner. Instead of embracing others, we tend to pull away. The women who danced with this Psalm on Wednesday found this to be true. It was easier to praise God and dance with joy when I asked them to imagine awe in the place of fear.

If faith calls us to open heartedness, fear calls us to bar the door.

One of the tragedies of Christianity is that the fear of God has often been encouraged rather than discouraged. This is especially true in connection with Christ’s communion table.  Jesus healed through forgiveness and acceptance and often used the power of a shared meal to reveal God’s love.

Where social distinctions dictated exclusion from the table, Jesus ate with sinners and outcasts. He was criticized as being a drunkard and a glutton because he enjoyed good fellowship. Jesus loved people he didn’t fear them. He healed the blind, and the leper; he called the hated tax collector Zachaeus into his presence. He shared his compassion freely and he liberated people from that which bound them, even their fears.

Jesus believed if you loved God, with all your heart, mind, soul and strength then it followed that you would love yourself and your neighbor likewise. He knew in the deepest sense that love heals it does not harm. The power of love produces well-being otherwise it isn’t love. It’s as simple as that!

You can speak about love, but you can’t unleash love’s healing power with words alone. Love is a verb. Wisdom comes in the act of loving. Concrete acts of love enacted here and now in this community, or at home with those you love, or in the world among strangers is at the core of our life-purpose.

Jesus calls us to do love, to become love in action. Unless you practice love, practice compassion, practice forgiveness daily, you are going through the motions of fear not faith. You can fool yourself on that score, but you can’t fool those around you. If you can’t become love by doing it, than fear not awe has you under its spell.

Love welcomes it does not bar the door. Love works through forgiveness, acceptance, and grace. Yet many who profess to love in Jesus’ name wreak havoc more than healing.

After Jesus died, the most significant change the church made in its practices was to shift the focus from the sacred fellowship of a meal shared to the food itself.

In the aftermath of Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection, the relationships of those who gathered at table revealed love at work. That is the meal the Apostle Paul witnessed. When women and men met in the spirit of Jesus, they knew what it meant to say to one another, “The Spirit in me greets the spirit in you.”

Over time the notion of eating with Jesus was replaced by the notion of eating Jesus. The bread and wine became somehow magical—the medicine of immortality, as Irenaeus called it. Not everyone shared this view; but the church, backed by the Roman Empire after the conversion of Constantine, had the power to enforce this way of thinking.

In the second century church leaders formally created a system of penance. They also decided that being expelled from the church’s common meal must be the punishment for Christians who had been found guilty of committing a sin against the church or the community. Sin means literally missing the mark, so somehow the standard created to govern the life of the church by those in authority became more important than love itself.

In other words, the church decided that those who were good enough to eat with Jesus when he was living were not good enough to share the church’s meal wherein it kept alive Jesus’ memory. As the memory of Jesus’ physical presence faded, so too did the spirit of his loving.

The driving force behind the sacrament of penance was the hope of healing people in this life. But behind the rhetoric lay a deeper motivation. Penance provided an opportunity to escape the fires of hell by saving the sinners’ souls before they died.  This way of being church lasted for a while, but soon church members came to understand that shame and humiliation wound rather than heal.

As a result those who understood this truth voted with their feet to leave the church. Others put off baptism until their deathbed because they had no desire to undergo this very public and very humiliating act of contrition. During the years that followed the whole system changed and eventually became the private mode of confession practiced by the Roman church today.

It didn’t matter that Jesus never spoke of hell or condemned people to hell. The church put these words in his mouth and continued to teach that Jesus would come again to judge the living and the dead—one day he would come and separate the sheep from the goats. The hell-bent could not be heaven-sent.

It didn’t seem to matter that the image of hell was a product of human imagination that had undergone many geographical and metaphorical transformations over five centuries before it came to be the lakes of fire found in the book of Revelation.

Human beings literally created the notion of hell before Jesus was born. Then we somehow forgot we created it and allowed it to frighten generations of believers till this very day.  Most of us might argue that we don’t believe in an after-life of hell. But I wouldn’t be so sure. Fear is molecular.  It roams around within us in the deep recesses of our undermind, those inter-body connections of blood and tissue that are too deep for us to grasp through reason alone.

If we have never freed our bodyspirits of the notion that God punishes human beings for their sins, and uses illness or tragedy to teach us moral lessons then the fear of hell in one form or another will play havoc with our ability to cast out fear. Instead we will cast our fears unto others and use them as scapegoats for our own imperfections.

In medieval times acts of penance became tied to the proper celebration of this meal and the proper handling of the bread and wine. To safeguard broken pieces of bread from falling to the floor and being eaten by vermin, the priest placed the bread, now believed to be Jesus body, directly in the communicants mouth; to safeguard the wine from being spilled, the church decided that the cup would be with held from lay people. Only the priest could drink Jesus’ blood.

The Reformers of the 16th century made many corrections. They restored the cup to the laity, and restored the image of a meal around a common table.  They eliminated the sacrificial actions of the priest at an altar. But they were only able to re-shape or re-image communion to a certain point.

Instead of offering one clear alternative, they argued over theological points of view that continue to plague us today.  Luther thought anyone who felt unworthy should come to the table and receive forgiveness. Calvin thought the meal was a celebration of the forgiveness that had already been given us by Jesus’ death.

Zwingli said this was a memorial meal and nothing much happened at the meal itself.

They all had a tiny piece of the truth, but in the end those who had more fear in their body had the greater say. The Puritans and Pilgrims were more obsessed with the fear of hell and the fear of God’s judgment; so they took Calvin’s notion of fencing the table- of saying who was unworthy to eat this meal, and they hardened there hearts towards those they deemed unworthy.

In essence the Reformed tradition stopped the private practice of confession to a priest and allowed the sacrament of penance—second baptism—to burden the celebration of thanksgiving—eucharist. The result was often a solemn sense of joy that seemed more like a funeral than a celebration of resurrection.

I believe its time to erase the funeral image from Holy Communion and bring back a sense of Jesus’ welcome table.

All are welcome and all are worthy!  The trouble is not everyone believes their own worthiness because they are bound to fears they cannot name- they can feel them, but they can’t name them. Is that true for you too? One day I was preaching in a small country church in Maine and I was talking about the images of fear that get stuck in our bodies.

After the sermon, a man told me that as a child, a priest had scolded him for something he had done. Instead of stopping there the priest told him that if he didn’t confess his sins before coming to mass that when he opened his mouth to receive communion a black snake would come out.

Needless to say the fear of that snake kept him away from communion for years. Thankfully he is now free of the snake and the fear it caused.

What fears are you carrying today that you want relief from? What changes are you praying for in your own life?

If you want to renew your faith in a loving God you have to do more than pray, you have to have the courage to move beyond your fears and cultivate a sense of awe and wonder. You also have to look at the source of your fears.

Beneath all our fears is a pain too deep to bear. A pain-denied leads to fear and fear disguises itself as anger. Some of us use anger as a shield and defend ourselves with self-righteous behavior. Some of us find anger too frightening because it creates more pain through conflict. When this happens we allow our anger to morph over into depression or false sweetness, either way fear has the upper hand.  The fear of the Lord is not the beginning of wisdom; it is the denial of wisdom.

When we deny our bodywisdom by silencing the pain we carry love loses and fear wins. When we come to see ourselves as unworthy of love or we fear to love again because the last time it hurt too much love loses and fear wins.

If this is true for you, or somebody you know I’m here to remind you that this table is about love not fear, about hope not hopelessness. This Communion meal is holy because it’s about welcome and forgiveness.  By saying yes to God’s welcoming love, by participating in this holy meal you say yes to awe, to wonder, to mystery. You accept your own belovedness; in doing so you say no to the forces of fear that have kept you from seeing the wonder of God.

Saint Augustine (354-430) once observed that

“People travel to wonder at the height of mountains,

at the huge waves of the sea,

at the long courses of rivers,

at the vast compass of the ocean,
at the circular motion of the stars;

and they pass by themselves

without wondering.

In her one- woman play Lilly Tomlin encouraged her space friends to do awe-robics- to let the mystery of life get under their skin and create goose bumps of good news.

Today I encourage you to do the same- I simply ask you to see the wonder of your own personhood, to believe that you can let yourself be loved and that you can become love for one another