Once Upon a Sand Creek

Nov 29, 1864 probably doesn’t mean much to most of us.  But it should.

The name John Chivington probably doesn’t mean much to most of us.  But it should.  Especially to the Church.

On Nov 29, 1864, in modern Kiowa County, Colorado, approximately 150 Cheyenne, mainly women and children were slaughtered near their homes by the United States Calvary led by Col. John Chivington.  Chivington had claimed there were upwards of 500 Warriors in the village, but no evidence collaborated this.  Instead, 700 men ran down a village that was little equipped to defend itself.  After the ‘battle’, Chivington’s men returned to the scene to collect trophies of scalps and other body parts, including genitals.

Col John Chivington was known as a cold and brutal man, who employed violence to achieve his ends.  He was known for an accidental attack on a Confederate Supply Train during the Civil War, whereupon he threatened to kill his prisoners. 

But what makes Chivington noteworthy, and infamous, is that he was a Methodist Preacher.  He was a Christian.

Chivington had been appointed as a preacher by the Methodist General Convention and sent to Colorado. He was known as a ‘hell and brimstone’ preacher, one who preached the anger and wrath of God.  He preached against the existence of the Native Americans and urged his congregation members to exterminate them.  When the Civil War broke out, he applied for a commission.  When offered a commission as a Chaplain, he refused, insisting that he was going to be a warrior.  He served and was never punished for the events at Sand Creek.

Today, Chivington should remind us in the Christian Church about the dangers of extremism, of fundamentalism and of hatred wherever it shall be found.  This should be a reminder that we are not called to hate, not called to violence, but to love and to peace.  The Church needed to have helped the Cheyenne and all Natives.  A little less than a hundred years later, Dietrich Bonhoeffer would remind us that the Church has a duty, “not to simply bandage the wounds of victims of the wheels of injustice, [but] we are to drive a spoke into the wheel itself.”

Sand Creek should remind us of our failures of the church in the past to even bandage the wounds.  The Cheyenne, the Sioux, the Navajo, indeed all Natives and all slaves, needed us. 

We should mourn the 29^th of November as a day when a man of peace became a man of violence.  And we should renew our commitment to serve others, to love others and to be that instrument of justice and peace that God has called us to be. 

The Hope We Sing

Isaiah 64:1-9

                Healing begins in pain.  Joy begins in sorrow.  Hope begins in Lament.

                It is Advent and soon we will be enjoying Christmas parties, Christmas carols, the lights, sounds, and smells of the ‘happiest time of the year.’ There will be mistletoe strung up for young (and not so young) lovers to kiss under.  There will be fires and egg nog and Christmas trees and sappy movies on TV.  People of all races, denominations, economic status and orientation will join their voices in singing Silent Night.

                But not today.  All of that will happen later.  Not today.

                Today as I sit the only singing I hear is the protesters in Ferguson, MO demanding to be heard.  The only fires I see are those burning up buildings in a once proud St Louis Suburb and the only decorations I see are the garish displays in department stores eagerly anticipating people to come and worship at their altars. What should be a beautiful and hopeful time of the year has turned into a parody of itself.

                And maybe that is why this reading from Isaiah is so appropriate for today.  Wheras the Old Testament readings for Advent are normally prophetic songs of coming happiness and joy, today’s text is a painful exploration of God’s absence and a lament over what has happened to the people of God.

                Isaiah lives in a time of deep turmoil where nothing is certain except disappointment, despair and destruction.  His nation has been attacked at every side and what was once a great and mighty kingdom is now destroyed and burned to the ground.  The Assyrians have come and attacked the people of Israel.  They have taken most of the kingdom off to captivity or dispersed it to the seven winds.  All that was left was the tiny city of Jerusalem, and even that is surrounded and almost brought to the place of destruction. 

                Jerusalem! The Holy City! Was burning and was under the threat of being completely and utterly destroyed.  How could such a thing happen? After all, Jerusalem was the Holy City! It was the city that YHWH lived in and from where he protected his people.  Had YHWH been defeated? Had YHWH abandoned his people?

                And that is the question that dominates this reading: where is God? Where is YHWH? Where is the Divine Presence that would come and take care of the people?

                Just before this passage, Isaiah sets the mood for it by stating: “We have long been like those who you do not rule, like those not called by your name” (Is 63:19).  We are not your people…you have forgotten us, left us, departed from us.  We are not special…even in your sight.

                And then there comes the great cry from Isaiah that opens this chapter: “O that you would tear open the heavens and come down, so that the mountains would quake at your presence!” (Is 64:1).  What a great image! Oh God! Just tear it off and come down! Make yourself known! Be with us! Help us! Set things right!

                Isaiah looks back at history and knows that God has helped his people in the past by wonderful and mighty deeds.  So where is God? Where is He now? Why won’t he help? Why does he not care at the situation we now find ourselves in? This entire passage speaks of Isaiah’s pain…it is pain seeking understanding! WHERE IS GOD?

                Don’t we wonder the same thing too? WHERE IS GOD?

                We see a city burned to the ground – WHERE IS GOD?

                We watch as a twelve year old boy is shot by police – WHERE IS GOD?

                We watch as our loved one suffers with debilitating cancer – WHERE IS GOD?

                We watch as terrorists behead innocent people and kill thousands more – WHERE IS GOD?

                We struggle to make ends meet, give our children clothes and food, and we get further behind every day – WHERE IS GOD?               

                Does He not care? We know that he performed miracles all throughout the Biblical times.  He walked on water, gave sight back to the blind and raised the dead.  WHERE IS HE NOW AND WHY DOESN’T HE DO THESE THINGS ANYMORE?

                Now most of us wouldn’t think to ask these questions in church…because it may sound irreverent.  Others say that He does do these thing today and provide scanty and anecdotal evidence that cannot be verified.  But even if He does, he doesn’t do it on the grand scale that He did in the Bible.  He doesn’t part the Red Sea or raise the dead or provide food for the millions of people starving around the world.  

                We are not the only ones who think about this either.  Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a German theologian who was imprisoned by the Nazis.  As he thought about this very problem, he came to a very different answer:

               God would have us know that we must live as men who manage our lives without him.  The God who is with us is the God who forsakes us (Mark 15:34).  The God who lets us live in the world without the working hypothesis of God is the God before whom we stand continually.  Before God and with God we live without God.  God lets himself be pushed out of the world on to the cross.  He is weak and powerless in the world, and that is precisely the way, the only way, in which he is with us and helps us.”

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                In essence, God allows himself to be moved out to the corners of existence because that is where he can help us the most.

                But this may not help when we see Ferguson burn or hungry people struggling to find food or single moms struggling to find answers, but maybe it provides a reason. 

                This divine absence has its negative effects on the people.  Notice in verse 5: “you were angry and we sinned, because you hid yourself, we transgressed” (64:5). Perhaps it’s a notice that we don’t do well as a people without God, without the divine essence.  Because of this, we read, "we have all become like one who is unclean and our righteous deeds are like a filthy cloth.” (64:6).

                Now this is a happy tiding for the beginning of Advent, isn’t it? How come there are no Christmas carols about this?

                But there is truth in this.  Isaiah is looking at his community and he realizes that there is no one who is righteous, no one who is immune from the evil and no one who has it completely ‘right’.  But more than this, we all have our sins and we all participate in the evils of our community.  We are all, in a sense, part of the problem.

                In the reaction to Ferguson, I have noticed that there have been some who have tried to paint this into other people people’s problems.  This about ‘looters’ or ‘thugs’ or ‘police’ or….fill in the blank.  What they fail to realize is that what happened in Ferguson is indicative of the fact that our society is broken and that is because it is made up of broken individuals.

                We may never know the exact details of what happened in Ferguson.  Since there will be no trial, there will be no further chance to examine evidence.  But what we do know is that Ferguson reveals a major crack in our culture and in our society.  Our world is broken and we cannot always sing for joy when we see these cracks. 

                But this does not mean that there is no hope.  Isaiah begs and pleads with YHWH, “Do not be exceedingly angry, O Lord, and not remember iniquity forever.  Now consider we are all your people” (64:8).  Even more desperate is the end of the chapter, “Our holy and beautiful house, where our ancestors praised you, has been burned by fire, and all our pleasant places have become ruins.  After all this, will you restrain yourself, O Lord? Will you keep silent and punish us so severely?” (64:11-12).

                The answer there is supposed to be a ‘no’ that we are expecting God to show up and answer his people and to reveal his presence to us once again.  Even though our world is a mess, even though our relationships are in tatters, even though our security has been breached and even though our economy is anemic…God is not done with us and He will be heard again.

                It may be easy for us to look at Ferguson and wonder where God is.  It may even be easy for us to dismiss his presence and say that he has abandoned us and this world…but this is not the whole story.

                Advent reminds us that even in the most ruined of places, in the most desolate spots in our lives, hope can still be sung and joy can still be found.

                Right now, things look pretty bleak for race relations in the United States…even and especially in the church.  Despite Paul’s insistence that there is neither Jew nor Greek (Gal 3:23), Sunday is the most racially divided day of the week.  The break down on opinions about Ferguson came down on racial lines with over 70% of white people believing that Michael Brown got what he deserved.  The posts on the internet range from borderline insensitive to downright offensive concerning race. 

                And yet, in spite of this…there is a sense of tremendous hope.

                Church groups are beginning to bring up the issue of race in their midst once more.  Church groups are responding and reaching out to those who have needs.

                Advent reminds us that just when things seemed their most desperate, God showed up.  After 400 years of not hearing from God, Israel could have easily abandoned their beliefs about God altogether.  Their kingdom was gone, tattered in ruins.  Yet in the midst of those ruins, in the most unlikely of places, God showed up and the world was never the same.

                As we look at the smoldering ashes of Ferguson, a world tattered and in ruins, dare we to hope that God may show up again this Advent…to change the world once more? 

How to De-Moralize Your Staff in 5 Easy Steps

Let’s face it, we’ve all had bad bosses.  We’ve had the well-meaning, but incompetent boss.  We’ve had the mini-dictators who think they are gods and we’ve probably had the burned out boss.  But there are a group of bosses that are…special.  These bosses are the reason we know that there is evil in the world.  These are bosses who excel in making the lives of other people so contemptuous, that they consider leaving the work force to go grow moss on a moss farm….or something.

These bosses are so colossally good at sucking, that I have to think that there is a training manual out there somewhere that makes these bosses study from.  Surely nobody can be this bad….surely!!!!

And yet here we are.  We know they exist because at some point we’ve had our soul sucked out by them.  Every day we go to work, we can hear a gigantic vacuum noise.  At first we thought it was the cleaning crew…but we know now it is the sound of our joy, energy, and creativity being syphoned off, one soulful morsel at a time.

So as I thought about this, I think I have observed, through induction, the Five steps these bosses use.  Let me know what you think.

Step # 1 Make everything…..EVERYTHING…about yourself

The peons who work for you are NOT….repeat…NOT important.  In fact, they just get in the way of what is truly important….YOU! Your career, your power, and your control are what is truly important about the office.  Sure you may have people who have career goals for themselves, but they DON’T MATTER!!!

One way to make sure to do this is to make sure that every conversation comes back to you.  That helps reinforce with people that you are truly the most important person in the room.  Observe:

                Steve: My family was in an accident over the weekend….

Bill: Ah! That reminds me, I’m going on vacation this weekend, can you cover my reports for me?

Did you see how Bill was able to save that conversation from the jaws of defeat? Steve was trying to talk about his family, which would have shifted attention from Bill.  But Bill was able to recover! (Not to mention the added bonus Steve gets by feeling important enough to do Bill’s work! – you DON’T always have to think about yourself!)

Another way to do this is that when you are introducing people, make sure to introduce them in relation to YOU!

                Bill: Have you met my assistant, Steve? Steve works for me in the office

That’s a clever way to (a) reaffirm your dominance over a lowly peon and (b) redirect attention back to you!

 

Step 2 – Schedule meetings, lots of meetings, with your staff

                Meetings are ways that you can keep your staff from doing anything important….or (more importantly) independently!

                The secret to this step is to make sure that the meetings have no point!  Have the meetings…and most importantly make sure that you control the content of the meeting.  Having meetings helps the peons feel important, but they don’t get to actually do the meeting. They get the pleasure of being with you (which may bring you down, but you do have to make some sacrifices – it’s not all lollipops and candy canes!)

                This will show you how to run meeting properly:

Bill: Thank you all for coming to my monthly meeting.  Before I begin, let me tell you about my weekend. I had such a goooooooooood weekend.  My wife and I had some buddies over and we played lawn darts.  The funny thing about lawn darts is that you have to have a particular kind of lawn dart…a professional lawn dart.  I got my lawn dart for $300 over Ebay.  The got wanted $400, but I was able to talk him down because I am such a good negotiator.  So I was able to beat everybody at lawn darts…

Notice Bill’s good use of language to reinforce himself as the center of attention. Those lucky employees get to hear about what a real weekend was like.

Step 3 – Make sure that ALL information gets channeled through YOU!

                This step is crucial and it is vitally important that you control all INGOING and OUTGOING information.  This helps from uppity peons thinking they are better than you and knowing more than you.

                The biggest threat here might be if you have a subordinate who has connections outside the office.  You need to cut this off in the bud RIGHT AWAY!

                This may require you to eliminate people from email distribution lists, to talk badly about somebody behind their backs, but this is essential to make sure you remain the center of attention. Make sure everybody CC’s you on every piece of outgoing email.  You probably won’t look it, but you will need to keep that psychological control. 

                The best way to distribute information to your staff is either by (a) enigmatic emails that nobody can decipher or (b) by dropping casual hints to the information in one of your many, many meetings (see above).

                Let’s say your security manager needs to get some background information on a contractor for a project your department is running.  Here is how you may want to disburse that information.

Bill: So Ocular Rift is going to be the biggest thing since sliced bread.  I know this because I was talking to the head of Cyberdyne Security about how much money I will be getting when Ocular Rift is released.  Oh by the way, Lou needs….um……some kind of form….for that guy you are working with…..make sure you get that to me, right away. So I was thinking about lawn darts again and how wonderful my new lawn dart is……

Good on you, Bill!!! You kept the focus on YOU and you also got that information out to your staff.  Of course, when they can’t figure out the information, you can yell at them….and then you can produce that information and SAVE THE DAY!!! Way to go, BILL! If it wasn’t for you, this place would surely burn to the ground!

Step 4 – Make sure Upper Management Knows how Good YOU are!

                This step really goes without saying, because upper management should already know how good you are…..after all….you’re YOU, right? But sometimes management gets lost in the details they have deal with on a day to day basis.

                Now, when you can save the day, make sure the Higher Ups know it! You need to promote yourself, after all! Those peons down below sure aren’t going to promote you, so you need to do this.  This might mean you need to throw a few people under the bus…but what the hell, they don’t matter. 

A simple way to do this is a memo to your supervisor, like this:

                To: Supervisor, Soul Crushing Enterprises

                From: Bill, Human Care Department

               

Sir, it came to my attention that I was able to save the company a great deal of money.  Steve, one of my employees, was badly mishandling security issues with his contractor from Satan Industries.  He was unable to produce the contractor authorization papers, even though I had pointedly and repeatedly asked him to do so.  So, after firing Steve, I took control of the situation and was able to produce the papers and able to reduce the wait time.  I am humbled by the opportunity I have to work at this company, which I consider my home.

Way to go, Bill! Look how many times he promoted himself and referred to himself as the center of attention.

Poor Steve had to go, but that helps accentuate

Step 5 – Replace your staff often

                Your staff is incompetent.  You know that.  They probably know that. But you need some people to supervise, otherwise how would others know you are important?

                But you are going to wear them…and they are going to wear YOU out very quickly.  So you need to get rid of them often and to have a complete turnover.  Make sure that the new crew doesn’t talk to the old crew because you don’t want them sharing the greatness you have earned over the hard course of your life!

someone may have already beat me to the punch

                Ways to get rid of your staff vary.  Some fire the people, some of the staff leaves every so often, and some love to work on a rotational basis.

                But when they leave, make sure they are discredited about anything they may say.  Some staff members are angry when they get fired or replaced and so may make up wild stories and attempt to sue for ‘harassment’ or ‘creating a hostile work environment.’  I don’t know why so many employees turn on their bosses when we get rid of them, but you have to make sure that everybody thinks they are crazier than Miley Cyrus hopped up on pixie dust.  A good way to do this is before they leave, refer them to see the building’s medical officer.

Bill: So, Steve, I am sorry that you are angry that you got fired.  However, that does not justify the fact that you claim I sabotaged your career.  I may remind you that you were the one who wasted time inquiring about Ocular Rift and my lawn darts.  Perhaps if you were not so tied up in recreation, you might have had a successful time here.  But because you are now threatening to ‘choke me out,’ I am highly suggesting that you see our doctor.  We have no ill will towards you and want to make sure you get all the help you need during this difficult time.

Of course, you will have to make sure that all future potential employers are aware of the mental problems.

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And that is how I think some managers learn to excel at sucking the life out of people.

Do I really want to be a Christian?

Lord, I want to be a Christian…in my heart

                Or so goes the old hymn.  Many of us who have gone to church know the song and we sing it with mild enthusiasm.  The idea behind the song is that we need God’s help in being a Christian, so that it permeates our very heart and soul.  There is just one big problem.

                Christians irk me.

                Not just a little, but a lot. 

                I mean A LOT!

                We can be bigoted and self righteous towards other people.  We can tolerate some sins, but absolutely not others.  We can be conceited and treat each other like dirt.  And we fight….about EVERYTHING.  Clothes, tattoos, tobacco, sex, worship styles, politics, theology, and about everything else we drag each other through the mud and we do it in the name of God. 

                I know this is nothing new.  This has been going on since the Church was established.  In fact, most of the New Testament is about Christians fighting each other.  Just about every other page is a new heresy or bad decision (usually by Peter) or about food sacrificed to idols.   It’s amazing that there never seems to be a period of agreement in the Church. 

                With all of the fighting that goes on and has gone on, we tend to forget the clear and central claim of the gospel that Jesus offers: “Follow me” (Mark 1:17).  In fact most of the gospels seem to be about expanding that call and discovering what it means for a disciple to come and follow Jesus.  This call seems to have dire consequences on the believer because Bonhoeffer writes, “when Christ calls a man, he bids him to come and die.” Bonhoeffer wrote his book Discipleship around the central issue of following Jesus.

                But can we really do this today? What does it mean to ‘Follow Jesus’? The disciples were lucky in this regard because they could literally follow Jesus from place to place.  We don’t have that luxury. 

                When I think about the call of Jesus, I certainly think it extends way beyond the paths of fighting about dogma and about deciding what side I am on concerning sexual orientation. I get the sense that Jesus is calling us to something higher, something more productive, something….bigger than our traditional squabbles. 

                Perhaps it’s time that all of us Christians look at ourselves and really begin to question what it means to follow Jesus.  Maybe the question is not do I want to become a Christian? But perhaps the question comes to be: what sort of Christian do I want to be?

                And for me the answer is, “I want to be a Christian that follows Jesus”.   What that means, however, has yet to be fully explored.

The Problem of Olaf

By now, unless you have been living in a cave, you must have seen all or part of Disney’s megahit puberty-analogy Frozen.  If you haven’t seen it…you probably know all the songs…by heart.  If you have any connection with kids, you know the adventures of Anna and Elsa, Kristoff, Hans and Sven.  And while they all have their interesting quirks, I need to talk about the major problem of Frozen:

                Olaf.

                Olaf is a snowman who comes to life magically (we are not told exactly how this happens, but just go with it) and helps the protagonists solve the problem of ‘eternal witness.’   We will bypass the problem of whether Olaf is actually alive, because even he is unsure:

                Elsa: Olaf? Are you alive?

                Olaf: I….think so!

                We will just assume that he is alive and proceed from there.  But other problems become evident within a few seconds of meeting Olaf.  The heroes Anna, Kristoff, and Sven (the reindeer) are looking for Elsa and they are wandering through a magic winter wonderland, when all of a sudden they hear the voice of Olaf the snowman.  After some funny shenanigans, Kristoff and Anna tell Olaf that they are trying to bring back summer.  Notice then what Olaf says:

                Olaf: Oh, I don't know why, but I've always loved the idea of summer, and sun, and all things hot...

                Did you notice the word ‘always…’  Exactly how old is Olaf? According to the timeline of the movie, he is maybe a day old, but more than likely he is under 24 hours old.  So….when exactly did he think about summer? How does he even know about summer? How could he have ‘always’ thought about something that he has never experienced and really never knew about.  Where did he get the idea of summer? Did he meet other people and they told him? Or did he read a book (but he would have had to find the book…)  We have a couple of options to solve this.

                The first would be to believe in a preexistent Olaf.  We know from the movie’s prologue that Anna and Elsa used to make Olaf the snowman when it snowed.  So maybe his consciousness was stored in that snowman and he learned back then.  The idea would be then that he would melt back into the snow only to be reawakened the next time it snowed and the next time Anna and Elsa built a snowman.  His life would then be a horrible cycle of being built and melting over and over again.  Of course there were about the 15 years that went passed when Anna and Elsa did NOT build a snowman.  What was Olaf doing then? Was he trapped in limbo? Did he know what was going on? Can you imagine the horror of our poor snowbound friend as he waited and waited to be come alive in snowman form, but nobody actually built a snowman? That actually helps create more drama for the song Do you want to build a snowman?  We can imagine our poor Olaf silently screaming out ‘Yes’ in horror and desperation as he watched Elsa ignore Anna’s pleas to build a snowman.

Help! I'm trapped in eternal pain! 

                But the idea of a pre-existant Olaf seems to be discounted by the film’s ends.  In one of the last scenes, Olaf is about to melt when he says:

                Olaf: Hands down, this is the best day of my life.  And quite possibly the last.

                Olaf is aware that he is dying (and even though he laughs at it, we can see that some sort of finality there). So, he is expecting then to die and go away…so he has no recollection of being in limbo, so maybe that’s not the answer.

                The second suggestion would be that Olaf isn’t really alive at all.  After all, we still have Olaf’s uncertainty about the question.  We also have his acknowledgement that he has no real active biology.

                Olaf: I don’t have a skull.  Or bones.

                So how then can Olaf know things (like how to sing or dance, knowing about knocking, or knowing about love).  How does he do this?

                I think if we go down this route, we have to see Olaf as a projection of Elsa’s unconscious self.  After all, Elsa is the one who makes Olaf come ‘alive’ and she is the one who continues his existence at the end of the movie.  Perhaps, Olaf represents a more innocent part of Elsa’s mind, one that that finds joy in the simplest things.  We know that Elsa can sing…because the entire movie is about the song Let it Go, although she technically never dances in the film (she pawns the old guy off on Anna).  So maybe Olaf is simply the projection of Elsa’s inner self.  This would explain Olaf’s sudden desire for Anna and Kristoff and Sven to share summer with them (Olaf: and you guys will be there too).  Why would he want Anna there? Maybe Elsa is using Olaf to reach out to her sister…..

             

Olaf is frozen.....just like my heart! 

   But this doesn’t explain the need to keep Olaf around at the end of the movie.  Elsa could have just made him go away as she came the realization that she loved her sister and could be emotionally reunited with her.

                So maybe….just maybe….we need to go with the third explanation.

               

  Olaf is really the villain of the movie.

                This explanation requires the same preexistent Olaf, but sees his apparent non-knowledge of this as a deliberate deception in order to maintain his existence.

                We know that Olaf is around in the beginning.  Elsa manifests a snow that looks exactly like Olaf. When Elsa gets angry later on the film, she sets the entire kingdom into a perpetual frozen snow and ice kingdom. 

                Who exactly benefits the most from this?

                OLAF! 

If the kingdom is in perpetual snow, then he is the only one who is perfectly adapted to the weather.  While everyone else will freeze, Olaf can walk around unabated and is the only one who can really rule the kingdom.  Besides, if this was truly Olaf’s plan from the beginning, this helps make perfect sense of:

                -Olaf’s reluctance to tell Anna where Elsa was (Olaf: Yeah, why?)

                - His disobedience as he bursts in on Anna and Elsa’s conversation

                - His desire to get Anna away from the trolls before they can help her (Olaf: why aren’t you running?)

                - His interference with Anna and Kristoff (Olaf: I guess Kristoff doesn’t love you enough to leave you behind)  In this understanding, that last line can only be read as a devious plot on Olaf’s part to keep Anna and Christof apart so they can’t kiss and make summer come back (he assumes, like most of us that the act of true love was the true love’s kiss).

 Behold the face of horror!!! 

                And so you see…there is a problem when it comes to Olaf and his existence.  No matter how you cut it…Disney has some ‘splaining to do.

The Preciousness of Life

Tonight I sat in a little Italian restaurant in Saratoga Springs, NY thinking about life and death and the things that are most precious to us.

                I am truly convinced that the most precious gift we have in life is the gift of our families, of our loved ones and our friends.  God lets us view his love for us through the people who love us and whom we love.  Sometimes they aren’t the nicest, or happiest, or best people.  Sometimes they hurt us and sometimes we hurt them.  Sometimes we take them for granted and sometimes they take us for granted.  Sometimes we don’t realize the very special moments we have when we have them and sometimes we can treasure up those moments forever.

                Nowhere is this more true than when we lose someone close to us.  Nothing can replace a person when we can no longer look at them, no longer hold them, or touch them, or hear them, or be annoyed by them.  It is in those moments when we realize the magnitude of our loss and the enormity of our isolation.

                The beautiful things about people is that no one’s relationship is quite the same and no one can experience the same person in exactly the same way.  Think of a mother when she holds her baby the first time.  That baby is going to grow up, make friends, laugh, jump, play, get a job, drive a car and all sorts of wonderful things.  But the mother who is there moments after that baby came into the world has a unique experience of that person that nobody else can lay claim to.  When we think of the special people in our lives, what do we think of? Who do we think of?

                There are so many special memories I have.  I remember one day when I was a pastor, and it was raining and there was a loud crack of thunder and my oldest daughter leapt in my arms.  It was the first time I felt truly needed by my daughter.  I remember the way my other daughter laughs when she thinks she is being funny.  I remember the way my mom used to make pretend that Gingerbread cookies had voices and cried out in pain when we ate them (yes…that explains a great deal about me).  I remember my wedding day with all of the nervousness and excitement that was going on in those moments. 

                I wonder what people remember about me sometimes.  Do people just remember the way I irritated them or the funny things I do? Do people remember that I tried to sing and dance my way through the Pajama Game? Do people remember the times I loved them, the times I hated them? Do people remember my anger, my frustration, my nerdiness?

                As I write this, I am preparing to help a family say good bye to their son.   I never met their son and so I do not have any memories to share.  But I think about their loss and I cannot comprehend what it must be like to say good bye to a person you gave birth to.  Or a son that you nurtured and loved.  Do you think about their tiny feet and the way they smiled and laughed? Do you think about the way they broke the furniture or made you so mad that you didn’t know what to say or to do?

                Sartre was famous for saying that “hell is other people,” as if all you needed was contained within yourself and other people merely served to distract you from that.  I think just the opposite, I think that heaven is other people.  Because as we love and experience love, we can truly see the face of God. 

                Enjoy the people you are with, because you won’t have them forever.  Treasure each moment, each memory, each special time you have…this day and every day.

Aliens in a Strange Land

No issue divides the political landscape in our country today as much as the issues at the US-Mexican border, where thousands upon thousands of people have crossed the US Border from Mexico.  President Obama has initiated the creation of ‘camps’ to house the people and has asked the US Congress for billions of dollars to deal with this issue.  The opposition by Congressional Republicans has stressed that these people have broken US law and are here illegally and pose a threat to national security.  Recently, the Governor of Texas Rick Perry has raised the National Guard with the idea of taking them to the border in order to ‘secure the border.’

Much like the Border itself, this issue brings to the forefront the issues that divide this country.  Our choice of words has become politicized and your allegiance is based on what descriptors are used.  Are the people “illegal aliens,” “undocumented workers,” “migrants,” “family,” or “law breakers.”  The questions people are asking are as divisive as any in recent past.  Should these people be given amnesty and be allowed to stay here? Should they be returned to their country of origin…or is this even possible? Should they be arrested? Shot? The identity of these people is up for debate as well.  Are they children streaming in from South America? Are they convicts?

How do we respond to an issue like this?

Pope Francis identified one possible response earlier when he pleaded that the people be treated with respect and be given the basics for survival.  He has a point that should not be lost especially on the Churches of this nation.  Jesus stressed the need to take care of the poor and the outcast and the hungry and the thirsty.

Michael Savage of the radio show The Savage Nation decried these statements and represents the other side of this spectrum.  He argued that we should be concerned first and foremost for our “culture, language and borders,” and he views these recent incursions as a threat to our country. In response to this crisis, many people on this side of the spectrum want to build walls and fences and guards and defend the country at all costs.

Perhaps most people are somewhere in the middle of these positions, wanting to help the immigrants, but at the same time wanting to secure the borders and to send the people home. 

For me, this issue is personal because I have spent some time at the border trying to understand.  One of the most bizarre moments I’ve had in life was standing in a colonia outside Juarez, Mexico.  This neighborhood was made up of houses that were constructed with old pallets, cardboard, scrap metal and whatever else could be used to give shelter.  Extension cords ran across the dusty and unpaved ground as people tapped into whatever power source they could to have power.  Children were sometimes left locked in these houses while their parents walked miles to get into the city to work.  The amazing part was that just a few miles away, within sight was the luxurious American side.  Houses with swimming pools and air conditioning and abundant food and two cars in the driveway.  Their kids went to day care or school and didn’t have to wonder what was going to happen day after day.  Having seen that and experienced this, I understand everybody’s desire to escape and to get into our country.

I remember one night in Neuvo Laredo, seeing the people gather at the town square, wanting to make their move and take their chance to get to our side of the border.  If they could just get there, they would reason, they could have enough to eat.  They tasted opportunity and they wanted it.  Most would be caught and sent across the border where they would wait for their second chance.  Others would risk a more dangerous border crossing, relying on coyotes to get them across.  Some would face death to get across…and I understand that.

The United States has always been about immigration.  The border with Mexico was not closed until the 20^th century.  Most of our ancestors came here one way or another…most ‘legally’ but many ‘illegally.’   We came for the same reasons these people want to come, they want freedom and opportunity and chances to provide for their families.  Or others want to come to escape poverty.  Others want to come to practice criminality, just as it has always been.

But one of the people I know at the border has been waiting for his chance to become an American citizen. His daughters are American citizens and he has been training to be an ophthalmologist for several years.  As he explained the process to become an American citizen, I thought he was joking.  No matter where you live in Mexico, you have to make it Juarez to apply for citizenship.   Some people use all their money just to make it to Juarez.  Then they attempt the crossing and if caught, they are forever banned from the legal process. This process to become a legal resident of the United States can average between 7 to 10 years.  When I met this individual, he had just had his first interview, which took him two years to wait for (and if you miss the meeting, that’s it). But this individual and many like him are committed to the process.  They want to do things write and they strive to keep things above board.

Is giving people who crossed legally amnesty fair to individuals like my friend? What about the millions of legal residents who have gone through the process to become a citizen and have spent years of their lives waiting for this moment? Where they come into play when it comes to these questions?

I admit that I, like our country, am very torn on this issue.

As a Christian, I am told to welcome the sojourner and to give aid and comfort to those in need.  I stress the need to do that here in this case.  We have to provide food, water, shelter.  I am told by my religion that this should be done with hospitality and not with grumbling.  We should not just be giving the ‘bear minimum’ but welcoming them with true hospitality.  My religion tells me not to worry so much about my country because I belong to a bigger kingdom, the kingdom of God and that maybe moments like this are just moments in which God is at work, redistributing the world.

As an American, I have deep concerns.  First and foremost is security.  Can we keep our country safe from the threat of terrorism if we do not ‘secure the border’? How can we keep tabs of all the people coming into the country? What about our economy? In an already sluggish and slow performing economy, can we afford to take in more people who need jobs?

Are their good answers to these questions? I’m sure there are.  But in order for us to reach them, both sides have to acknowledge the concerns of the other.  We have to realize that we are in a new world, a different world, a new epoch where answers don’t get divided neatly into one party or the other.  We have to realize that we are the aliens in this new world and ask ourselves how we want to be treated.