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Sermon:  July 18, 2010

 

Note to readers:  This summer we are exploring psalms and prophets and include modern day poets and prophets as we go…thus the poetry included here.

 

SCRIPTURE READING

Genesis 18:1-10a, Luke 10:38-42

 

 Genesis 18:1-10a   The Lord appeared to Abraham by the oaks of Mamre, as he sat at the entrance of his tent in the heat of the day. He looked up and saw three men standing near him. When he saw them, he ran from the tent entrance to meet them, and bowed down to the ground. He said, "My lord, if I find favor with you, do not pass by your servant. Let a little water be brought, and wash your feet, and rest yourselves under the tree. Let me bring a little bread, that you may refresh yourselves, and after that you may pass on—since you have come to your servant." So they said, "Do as you have said." And Abraham hastened into the tent to Sarah, and said, "Make ready quickly three measures of choice flour, knead it, and make cakes." Abraham ran to the herd, and took a calf, tender and good, and gave it to the servant, who hastened to prepare it. Then he took curds and milk and the calf that he had prepared, and set it before them; and he stood by them under the tree while they ate.  They said to him, "Where is your wife Sarah?" And he said, "There, in the tent." Then one said, "I will surely return to you in due season, and your wife Sarah shall have a son."

Luke 10:38-42      Now as they went on their way, he entered a certain village, where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. She had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet and listened to what he was saying. But Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, "Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her then to help me." But the Lord answered her, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her."

 

POETRY:
 
To Be of Use (Marge Piercy)

 

The people I love the best
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element,
the black sleek heads of seals
bouncing like half-submerged balls.

I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,
who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,
who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,
who do what has to be done, again and again.

I want to be with people who submerge
in the task, who go into the fields to harvest
and work in a row and pass the bags along,
who are not parlor generals and field deserters
but move in a common rhythm
when the food must come in or the fire be put out.

The work of the world is common as mud.
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
But the thing worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums
but you know they were made to be used.
The pitcher cries for water to carry
and a person for work that is real.

 

 

SERMON

 

MOCKINGBIRDS (Mary Oliver)

 

This morning

two mockingbirds

in the green field

were spinning and tossing

 

the white ribbons

of their songs

into the air.

I had nothing

 

better to do

than listen.

I mean this

seriously.

 

In Greece,

a long time ago,

an old couple

opened their door

 

to two strangers

who were,

it soon appeared,

not men at all,

 

but gods.

It is my favorite story--

how the old couple

had almost nothing to give

 

but their willingness

to be attentive--

but for this alone

the gods loved them

 

and blessed them--

when they rose

out of their mortal bodies,

like a million particles of water

 

from a fountain,

the light

swept into all the corners

of the cottage,

 

and the old couple,

shaken with understanding,

bowed down--

but still they asked for nothing

 

but the difficult life

which they had already.

And the gods smiled, as they vanished,

clapping their great wings.

 

Wherever it was

I was supposed to be

this morning--

whatever it was I said

 

I would be doing--

I was standing

at the edge of the field--

I was hurrying

 

through my own soul,

opening its dark doors--

I was leaning out;

I was listening.

 

~ Mary Oliver ~

 

 

 

The adult fellowship has been learning about this story from Genesis and here we have it today in our lectionary.  Abraham is sitting outside his tent in the heat of the day We can imagine the heat rising off the desert  Even the old oaks of Mamre cannot provide much relief. And suddenly God appears before him along with two angels  “O My!” he says and suddenly he and Sarah go to work

 

Let a little water be brought,

and wash your feet…

rest yourselves under the tree.

Let me bring a little bread, that you may refresh yourselves

"Make ready quickly three measures of choice flour, knead it, and make cakes."

 

Abraham ran to the herd, and took a calf, tender and good, and gave it to the servant, who hastened to prepare it.

Then he took curds and milk and the calf that he had prepared,  

and set it before them; and he stood by them under the tree while they ate.

 

Quite a welcome. Quite a welcome.

 

The servants and Sarah and Abraham all working together

We have learned that this God who came to Abraham and Sarah was not surprising.   Gods could appear at any time so this appearance was an honor but not unusual.  The appearance called for all the preparations of a party.

 

And we see the very specific effort…three cups..choice flour..a tender calf…concrete worshipful steps to make God and the angels welcome

 

And as Mary Oliver says, the reward was great…there was great joy in the tent…God had come into their midst and, of course, a baby was conceived… and the beginning of a new relationship with God.

 

A welcome made of meeting the moment with open arms and small acts of work and grace.

 

Our new testament story is a similar tale. Jesus is in Mary and Martha’s home and Martha is bustling about, distracted by her many tasks, until Jesus calls her back to herself, back to the whole purpose of his visit, and the truth of what will make him welcome.

      

       Let us all sit down Together!   How many times have we heard this at dinner when the hostess is scurrying about tending to details.

       In churches we know how important details are to true welcome…Can we all see can we all hear, can we all enter,  are the chairs comfortable? Can we deny the importance of being able to know when we come to church that worship will truly be a time when all are brought together as one with God?

       This scripture, in fact, is said to be the counterpoint of the one which has gone before it in the scripture which we heard last week—the story of the Good Samaritan- in which two men walked by and one stopped and kneeled down and provided all the acts of kindness to allow a battered man to heal…

       Sigmund Freud said the two most basic human needs are Love and Work…but that they are not separate needs…we must do work which we love and know that love is work.  The good Samaritan showed love but showed it with the fruits of his labors.  Mary knew that coming to know and understand Jesus was not something she could take lightly. She knew she needed to stop and love in a new way, a way which might mean suspending life as she knew it and expected it to be, listening in the only way she knew how.

       I believe churches are the place where this balance is well met.

Worship calls Mary and Martha together, brings the priest, the Levite, the Samaritan, the wounded man and the thief together in one place to find what they each need.   First off  we offer a time of rest and reflection, of beauty and of peace, of song and celebration and a reminder that we are all welcome at the table…then slowly we reveal that this love and community can find expression and grow roots through work and love

       It is no accident that in this time of Pentecost we hang banners which show

a tree in bloom with leaves that show the shade of dark and light, which balance one another each drawing in the light, each drawing from the same root the refreshment they need.

       Love and work find balance here, the more we find the Love of God the more easily see what work it is which each of us is called to do,  the more love we bring to our work, the more joy we find.   That small tent in the desert next to the Oaks of Mamre are the image we need to hold…of the times and places where God and angels might appear at any moment and we might do the work of welcome and feel the blessing of a time of rest.

 

 

May we open our hearts to your presence, O God,

moving beyond all that clutters our lives

and all that is waiting for our attention.

May your Spirit calm us amid the chaos,

and tune our ears to hear your voice above all else;

calling us to find our centre in you.

May your Spirit guide us in our busyness –

the expectations of community,

the needs of others,

the necessary demands of ministry –

help us to let them be for a while.

Move us deeper into your presence

where we can be fully attentive

to the depth of Jesus’ teaching,

the stirring of your spirit,

the gift of your listening.

May we create space within our lives

to meet you, O God,

and to know you more.

Amen

(Prayer from Seasons of the Spirit:  seasonsonline: july 18)