I went to a wonderful seminary. At Virginia Seminary, I was taught by
excellent professors who understood the Old and New Testaments, who spoke
Hebrew and Greek as well as English and who taught me the subtleties of
theology. I listened sometimes with awe
to their lectures and at the end of it, understood a great deal about our religion. In Church history, I heard about the
conflicts that troubled us from the beginning and the way that we handled our
work in the world. I came to understand
how difficult it was to talk about the Lord Jesus to a world that was always in
the middle of pain and suffering, yet that was the audience to whom we were
sent. It troubles me that the church’s
riches have accumulated over the centuries and the mission to those who are in
trouble has seemed to diminish. God has
been with us in all of this and continues to stretch all of us to be servants
to those who are impoverished and to those who are enamored of their
wealth. Both of these groups have a
great need of God’s presence in their lives.
The poor need to know God’s love simply for sustenance and the rich
because they are worshipping the wrong God.
I finished
seminary, was ordained to the priesthood and began my ministry. It didn’t take me long to discover that while
seminary had taught me theology, biblical studies, church history, and lots of other
things, they neglected to teach me how to be a priest. That was what I was taught by my parishes.
The people of God taught me more than I ever learned in seminary. God was with me through all of this. If I thought that I was perfected in
seminary, it soon became obvious to me that I wasn’t. I needed to learn what my people stood ready
to teach me. And they did. Through their pain and their conflicts, I
came to understand the difficulties that life brings to every one of us. I visited people in hospitals, saw families
in crisis, began a long ministry in Western Penitentiary, did counseling with
people who were sometimes overwhelmed by life.
And came to know God’s presence in all of this, working through me to
help people make sense of what was going on around them, even when what was
going on was extremely difficult.
I am touched by Jeremiah’s prophecy
when God says: Before I formed
you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you. God has a
mission for Jeremiah, even before he was born.
God had a reason for creating him.
There was a message that God wanted to be sent. Jeremiah was to be a “prophet to the nations”. I feel a kinship with Jeremiah. I know that God has been a part of my life
since my birth. God always had a plan
for me, even when I rejected any part of it.
I was constantly led and nourished, particularly when I had no
comprehension of what it was that I was supposed to do. God brought me back to it over and over
again. God has a plan for all of us. God’s presence has been with us from our
beginning and we need always to remember that.
When we lose our way, we need to rely on God to get us back on track.
Jesus, in Luke’s Gospel is described
as teaching in one of the synagogues on the Sabbath when a crippled woman comes
before him. Jesus has compassion for
her, lays on his hands and he heals her.
She stands up straight and began to praise God. But the leader of the synagogue is outraged
by this. “You have six days to do this
kind of work,” he tells Jesus, “but you can’t do this on the Sabbath day.” Jesus responds to the synagogue leader by
calling him a hypocrite and talking about how people tend to their animals on
the Sabbath when that is needed. “Why
can’t I also heal on the Sabbath?” he asks.
Rules! We impose rules to keep us
all straight. The only problem with this
is that the rules sometimes contradict our mission.
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