Ash Wednesday 2017

I both dig and dislike something Joan Chittister writes regarding Ash Wednesday.  I came across the following in her book The Liturgical Year:

We don’t have time to waste on nothingness.  We must repent of our dillydallying on the road to God.  We need to regret the time we’ve spent playing with dangerous distractions and empty diversions along the way.  We need to repent of our selfish excesses and our excursions into sin, our breaches of justice, our failures of honesty, our estrangement from God, our savoring of excess, our absorbing self-gratifications, our infantile addictions…”

Ouch.  The truth hurts.  Even if I’m being sorta honest with myself, it doesn’t take me long to become self aware of my own spiritual failure.  Though I enjoy the grandmotherly use of the word dillydallying in the above quote, I must confess that it’s a pretty good descriptor for how I sometimes handle my relationship with God.  Whenever I turn attention away from Jesus, I look to something else to fulfill my deepest need.  Diversions, excesses, sin, self-protection, self-gratification… all enticing at the time yet utterly disappointing and empty in their fulfillment.  Someone has said sin promises what it cannot deliver, and, based on my experience, that’s completely true.  Like Adam and Eve in the garden, I willfully do what I know is wrong, in the twisted belief that I will be made whole and get away with it, too.  God has not called us to this kind of imprisonment to self and sin.  He’s called us to life abundant.  That’s what we need, and that’s what today is about.

Ash Wednesday marks the beginning of a church season called Lent.  In the 40 days leading up to Easter (not counting Sundays), we spend intentional time in reflection, repentance, and renewal.  Why 40 days?  Two reasons: First, after His baptism, Jesus spent 40 days in the wilderness fasting and praying.  Second, because our souls morph very very slowly.  40 days ensures the margin needed for deep spiritual transformation.  As of today we are 46 days from Resurrection Sunday, April 16th.  Just as Easter is always held on a Sunday, Ash Wednesday is always held on a Wednesday, the date of which can be discovered by counting back 46 days.  The extra 6 days are Sundays.  Even during the season of Lent, every Sunday is a celebration of Christ’s resurrection.

We know why it falls on Wednesday, but what’s up with the ashes?  Ashes symbolize the frailty and temporary nature of our humanity.  In the creation account of Genesis, we see God forming the first man, Adam, out of the dust of the earth.  God breathes life into Adam.  Adam had everything, yet he and his wife Eve sinned.  They made themselves unclean, unholy, disconnected from God.  We call this the fall of humanity.  In Genesis 3, we read that God said “you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”  Sin brought physical death into our now broken world.  I don’t know about you, but I don’t often find myself thinking about the fact that I’m going to die someday.  It’s easy to forget that life is temporary, but we must reflect on this truth.  It is undeniable.  When you receive the ashes, you’ll hear this phrase: remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.  

Ashes symbolize repentance, which is the turning away from sin and turning toward God.  In the Old Testament, people would mourn for things, including their own sinfulness, by ashing themselves and tearing their clothes.  The prophet Joel proclaims: rend your hearts, not your garments.  Thomas Merton, in writing about Ash Wednesday, said that if we tear our clothes, only the cold gets in, but if we tear our hearts open, the garbage of our hearts are released and the fresh breath of God can come in.

We have a Shop-Vac at our house that we use to clean up the big messes — the spilled potting soil, the pulverized cheerios, the catastrophic failure of a diaper.  The inside of our Shop-Vac canister has seen and held some of the worst “sins” of our home.  Every now and then I need to empty it.  Out come the cheerios, the dirt, the dust, the loose change, the Lego pieces… and the soul of the vacuum is made clean again.  Joan Chittister writes “Ash Wednesday confronts us with what we have become and prods us to better.”  Tearing my heart open in an act of repentance is the only way I can accept my condition, own who I am, acknowledge what I’ve done, and seek the emptying out of my own personal soul garbage and be filled with healing breath of God.

Our souls are stained with fear, which disrupts our faith, shrinks our capacity to love, and crushes our joy like an ant.

Our souls are smudged by indifference, which lets us off the hook when it comes to being fully attentive to God in us and around us.

Our souls are soiled by selfishness, which puts our wants, our needs, our desires at the center of our will and motivation.  At the center should be Christ, who commands us simply to love God and love each other.  In our lives, either Jesus is Lord or… He isn’t.  There is no middle ground.

Ash Wednesday is a time to repent, to acknowledge our sin and let God heal us, and to make and keep Him first in our lives.

Ashes represent the renewal we get through Christ.  When we take the imposition of the ashes on our forehead, it is in the shape of a cross.  This is very very very on purpose.  The cruciform (cross shape) reminds us that we are forgiven, redeemed, and made new in Christ Jesus.  It was His work on the cross that sets us free from sin and death. When we put our faith in Christ, we put our faith in the One who took on our earthly, ashen nature, lived a sinless life, and was yet crucified on the cross.  This is the first and foremost work of renewal — to be born again, breathed into again, clean and holy.  And by His resurrection from the dead, we too become fully alive in Him forever.  We are instantly transformed.

The ongoing renewal is now in how we live as a result.  In Matthew 6, Jesus expects us to give to the needy.  He anticipates that we’ll be committed to regular prayer.  And He instructs us quite clearly on fasting — not if but when.  Every practice brings the blessing of renewal and the reward of the Father.

Are we indifferent to the needs of others?  Are we indifferent to our need for God through prayer and submission?  Are we indulgent to the point where we count on stuff, like food or technology or business, to keep us happy?

Ash Wednesday is the day for me and you to say “That’s it!  I’m coming clean!  I know I’m not living the life of freedom and joy Christ died to give me, and that’s ridiculous.  God, help me!”

Seems like a pretty good prayer, and a great way to start counting the time to Easter Sunday, when we celebrate the most important day in the life of the church and in the life of a believer.  Where would we be without the resurrected Christ?  Lost, afraid, incomplete, broken.  Ash Wednesday reminds us not only of what we are, but of who we are in Christ.  This isn’t merely about our sin, it’s about God’s mercy shown in Christ.

What are we?  We are dust.

Who is God?  Our maker and Father, whom we’ve turned away from.  We turn back.

What has God done?  Set us free in Christ and filled us with the Spirit.

Amen.

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RadCast March 1 2017 (Ash Wednesday)

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Fat Tire Bikes

I’m planning on buying one of those fat tire bikes.  You’ve seen them around town.  It’s like a Monster Truck and a Huffy hybrid.  My friend Dan said that the nice thing about the fat tire (phat tire?) bikes is that you can ride over anything.  “Anything?” and he said yes.  I like that, because I plan on riding over anything.  And everything.  Whether I’m on a paved trail or a dirt path, there I’ll be, trucking like we did in grade school, the wind in my hair and the sky endlessly above.

My sister pointed out that the folks at Lego® have created a bike helmet that looks just like the toupee of a minifig.  So I researched it and found the project attributed not to Lego® but to Playmobil®, yet another site said it was just a concept piece meant to entice aging hipsters like me.  It worked.

The silver and teal mountainbike I’ve been riding until now was purchased for an outlandish $18.99 (Eighteen dollars and 99/100th of a cent) from a Salvation Army Thrift Store.  That was in early 2013.  It has since turned to ash (the bike, I mean).

Bikes are a wide-berthed economy.  Seems like you’re either going to spend a few hundred bucks or a few thousand, with not many options in-between.  I ride, but not seriously enough to buy a two-wheeled car.  Then again, maybe it’s like a nice suit: you spend $$$ but get to use it for many years.  But what if someone steals my suit?  Then what?  No one likes it when a pastor does a wedding in sweats. If I did a beach wedding, it’s no problem, since Hawaiian shirts definitely come in my size.  But until then, I’m sticking with the fat tire bike and the suit from J.C. Penney’s.

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Confused Plants and Children

It’s only a week after Valentine’s Day (99% off candy sale!) and our Michigan is showing its versatility of weather. A year ago, our hand-shaped section of earth was covered in snow, like a frosty high-five for our astronaut pals.  Today, on the other hand, (see? hand? high-five?) is oddly warm and rainy, which is convincing enough to make those little white flowers come up for spring.  Come this weekend, they’re in for a surprise.  A rude awakening, if you will.  Our state fingers will get cold again, but, mind you, only after a line of strong thunderstorms roll through.  Pure Michigan!

Yes, the plants are confused and so are the children.  Our children.  Maybe yours.  Have they asked you when the pool is opening?  Thursday? Friday?  “Oh, son,” I’ve been saying to Zac, “we won’t be swimming for a few months yet.”  He thinks I’m either blissfully unaware or a parental grinch, or a combination: the ignorant ruiner of fun.  “Why?  It’s so warm out!” he says, with his winter boots, shorts, and tee shirt.  This is a typical Michigan outfit.

The plants, the children, and you and I who live in this fine state: Let’s enjoy what we’ve got and then enjoy what we’ll have next, since it’ll be different in a week… in a month… in a year.  I often feel sorry for the residents of Florida (I keep telling myself) since they have much less variety of climate and far more poisonous snakes.  Florida is beautiful, no doubt, and our weather is currently far outside the norm, but I’ll take a frosty high-five over the typical regimen for anti-venom any day.  We’ll still visit, especially next winter, when it’s -30 or so.

I’m going to put on my sunglasses and rake some leaves, because, Michigan, we love ya.

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A Fresh Word on Worship (from 1954)

From Ilion T. Jones, A Historical Approach to Evangelical Worship (Abingdon Press)

The liturgical movement is one of the significant movements of our time.  (Not only) is it creating a revival of interest in worship but it is bringing about changes in church architecture, in the arrangement of sanctuaries, in the use of symbols, in the attire of ministers, and in the elements of the order of worship… Conceivably, in time it could change the course and even alter the nature of that Protestantism.

Unfortunately there has not been on the part of a sufficient number of ministers and laymen enough discriminating thought about the long-range results of the movement. Instead there has been a hasty, almost blind acceptance of the current trends as things that ought to be done because everybody else is doing them.

First and foremost: He wrote this in 1954!  This assumes I’m reading the Roman Numerals correctly, of course.

I’m still chewing on this, and we’re only to page 7.  The thought that grabs my attention:  Instead there has been a hasty, almost blind acceptance of the current trends as things that ought to be done because everybody else is doing them, and it’s because he could’ve written these words in 2017 just as easily as 1954.  Am I criticizing anything?  Only while including my own practices as a minister.  As for right now, it’s intriguing to me and gives me something to chew on, mixed with wisdom from the true ancient:

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.  – Ecclesiastes 1:9

In an effort to span the ages, I try to seek out what the old ones said and did in church ministry.  And when I say old ones, I don’t mean the original Hillsong band.  I mean guys like Mr. Jones here, as well as sister Phoebe Palmer, brother Augustine, and the martyred ones whose worship drove them to radical sacrifice.

Thinking.  Pondering.  And truly amazed at our new experiences in worship whose separation in time doesn’t remove all synoptic values per se.  In other words, I’m not as cool as I thought I was, and probably neither are you.  Unless you’re Bono, but that goes without saying.

 

 

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Audio Post (Mark 1:1-13, the Gospel, read aloud)

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RadCast January 30 2017 (Psalm 112)

What we get is nothing compared with what we are called to give — revolutionized praying people will revolutionize the world (Ps 112) [RadCast]

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Matthew 5 – Beatitudes – What we’ve got & what we’ve not. [RadCast]

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Tricycle of Justice, Mercy, Humility – Micah 6:8 [RadCast]

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Act justly, love mercy, walk humbly – Micah 6:1-8 [RadCast]

RadCast is a 3 minute devotional posted Monday-Friday by r adam davidson.  It’s a no frills look at a portion of the Revised Common Lectionary for the coming Sunday.  A few thoughts, an occasional what if, and often a what now?  www.radamdavidson.com 

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