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World Communion Sunday: Great Prayer of Thanksgiving

This Sunday is a celebratory day in churches around the world. May this liturgy remind you that every Sunday is World Communion Sunday.

Invitation to the Table

Friends, this is the joyful feast of unity. Christ calls us all to this table, to share in a meal that binds us with the faithful around the world. At this table, all are welcome. At this table, Christ is the host. At this table, it is always a day of World Communion.

So come to this table, and bring all of who you are. Come to this table, and find a piece of who God is. Come to this table, and be nourished in body and in spirit.

Great Prayer of Thanksgiving

The Lord be with you.

And also with you.

Lift up your hearts.

We lift them up to the Lord.

Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.

It is right to give God thanks and praise.

It is with great joy that we praise you, Oh God, joining our voices with your faithful people around the world. We give thanks for who you are, for who you have been, for you who you promise forever to be. From the very beginning—from before there was a beginning—you have been a God of abundance–of abundant creation, overflowing grace, and bountiful love. You create all things good, you lovingly shape people—male and female—in your image, and you graciously keep your covenant with us, even when we turn away. When your desert people cried out to you in hunger and in thirst, you gave them bread from heaven and brought water from the rock. When your desperate people cry out to you in humility and in faith, you wash us in abounding grace and bring peace from our chaos. Since the time of the prophets, you have spoken holy words through ordinary people; created holy spaces in ordinary places.

In your holy trinity, you pattern our community—many people in one covenant, one spirit, one baptism. You love us when we are unlovable, you empower us when we are powerless, you forgive us when we cannot forgive ourselves.

Therefore we praise you, joining our voices with the faithful of every time and place, who forever sing to the glory of your name:

Holy, holy, holy Lord, God of power and might, heaven and earth are full of your glory. Hosanna in the highest. Blessed is the One who comes in the name of the Lord. Hosanna in the highest.

In your son Jesus Christ, your love became tangible; he ate with outcasts, taught with passion, lived with risk, and was executed by his own people. His resurrection is the content of our hope. Where there is death, life. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, holy light. Where there light, holy darkness.

Great is the mystery of faith:

Christ has died, Christ is risen, Christ will come again.

Pour out your Holy Spirit upon us, O God, and upon these gifts of bread and wine, that they may be for us the life of Christ and that we may be the body of Christ. Fill this space, this table, these people, with your Holy Spirit, and move us to know you in every space, every table, every people. May this meal nourish us that we may love as you love, serve as Christ served, and rejoice with thanksgiving for your Spirit in our midst.

We join our voices with the church of all ages by praying the prayer that Jesus taught us, saying, Our father…

Words of Institution

On the night of his arrest, Jesus shared a meal with friends. He took common bread, and he broke it, and he gave it to them, saying, “This is my body, given for you. Take. Eat. Do this in remembrance of me.”

In the same way, he took the cup, and said, “This cup is the new covenant sealed in my blood, shed for you and for the forgiveness of sins. Whenever you drink of it, do so in remembrance of me. “

Whenever we eat this bread and drink this cup, we proclaim the life, death, and resurrection of our Lord until he comes again. These are the gifts of God for you, the people of God.

Communion of the People

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Service of Light: A Prayer

God of light,

Shine upon us.

Move us to see the glow of your presence in the darkest places

     –the places where it seems impossible for a candle to hold its flame.

Move us to know the light of your Spirit in the brightest places

     –the places where the neon signs, LED headlights, and fluorescent bulbs are nearly blinding.

Move us to notice your light in the loudest places

     –the places where the constant chaos and cacophony demand all of our attention.

Move us to see you, to hear you, to feel your warmth.

May we know the light, and may we never fear the darkness.

     For it was in the darkness that you spoke to Jacob,

          and it was in the dark of night that you came as a child.

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Liturgy for Ordination: Celebrating from Afar

You may not know it, internet, but the world and the church are becoming a significantly better place–a place more full of hope, loud laughter, corny jokes, and crocs-and-socks. Today, we celebrate the ordination of my dear friend Cam Thomas to the ministry of Teaching Elder.

Below is the liturgy I wrote for Cam’s service, as well as the declaration from the PCUSA directory for worship. Join me in praying these prayers for and with Cam as we celebrate his ordination from around the world!

Call to Worship
Thus says the Lord, the God who created you, O Jacob, the God who formed you, O Israel,
“I have redeemed you, and I love you.”

Thus says the Lord, the God who created you, O Barbeque, the God who formed you, O Myrtle Beach, (names of ordaining and installing churches)
“The waters shall not overwhelm you. The flames shall not consume you. “

Thus says the Lord, the God who created you, O Cameron, the God who formed you, O friends and family.
“I have called you by name. You are mine.”

Let us worship the God who has called us together.
Let us worship the living God!

Call to Confession
Friends, if we say we have no sin, then we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. But if we confess our sins, God who is faithful and just will forgive us and cleanse us of all unrighteousness. Confident in God’s grace, let us confess our sins together.

Prayer of Confession
God, we hear you calling our names but we doubt whether we are good enough, strong enough, faithful enough.
We hear you calling us to serve you, but we doubt whether we are young enough, old enough, brave enough.
You call us to lives of kindness, love, and justice, but we fall into patterns of apathy, hatred, and selfish comfort.
Forgive us, O God, for what we have done and what we have left undone.
Wash us in the waters of your grace, and empower us to share those waters with others.
     Silent prayers of confession

Assurance of Pardon
See what love God has given us, that we should be called children of God. The good news of the gospel is this: the waters of grace are ever-flowing, and the love God is abundant. In Jesus Christ, we are forgiven!

Prayer of Illumination
Holy God,
Fill these words with your spirit, that we may know your will.
Fill our hearts with humble silence that we may hear no voice but your own.
Fill this space with your presence, that we may see you in one another.
In the name of Christ, our rock and our redeemer, Amen.

Scripture Reading: Isaiah 43:1-7

Scripture Reading: 1 John 3:1-2

Laying on of [Virtual] Hands 

Cam, you are now ordained a teaching elder in the church of Jesus Christ. Whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.

And the people of God say Amen!

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A House Blessing

It’s that time of year. Moving time. As I write this, I look around and see boxes in every corner, signs that it is time to say goodbye to one home and hello to another.  Below is a “house blessing” prayer in the Celtic tradition–a ritual that aims to ask God’s blessing upon each room as well as dedicate the house/apartment/dwelling and all that takes place in it to the service of God.

May this prayer remind you to look for God’s presence in every place, from the kitchen sink to the baptismal font.

Opening: Gather in the entrance of the home, near the door.

Gather with Scripture: A Reading of Psalm 16

Move to the front door.

God of our coming and going, we ask that you bless this simple wooden door. Bless those who knock upon it,

And bless those who answer it.

Bless those who enter through it,

And bless those who exit.

May its locks provide protection and safety

But never exclusion or harm.

 

Move to the Living Room.

God of our sitting and standing, we ask that you bless this living room. Bless the friends and family who will gather here and the laughter that will be shared.

Bless the burdens and sorrows that will be carried here and the tears that will be shed.

O God, bless the movies that will be watched here and the drinks that might be spilled.

May this room soon be filled with happy memories and always with your presence.

 

Move to the kitchen.

God of our cooking and our cleaning, bless this kitchen and the meals that it will bring.

May we taste the goodness of God in every apple pie, the body of Christ in every loaf of bread.

Bless the pots and pans that fill the cabinets.

May their warm contents fill stomachs and soothe souls.

Bless the many dishes that will be washed, rinsed, and dried here.

May each drop of water be baptismal, cleansing, and claiming,

 

Move to the dining room or other table.

A Reading of Scripture: Luke 24:13-31

Place your hand upon the table.

God of our eating and our drinking, bless this table and all those who will gather here.

As we break bread together, help us to recognize Christ among us.

As we dine with friends and family at this table, remind us of the people with whom you dined:

The strangers, the sinners, the outcasts.

Help this table to be one of hospitality.

Help this table to resemble yours. Amen.

Close the ritual by sharing a meal around the table.

 

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A Prayer for the Valley, Based on Psalm 121

We lift up our eyes to the hills. From where will our help come?

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Oh Lord, as your psalmist once looked at the hills we look at the world around us.

We lift up our eyes to see violence, fear, hatred.

We lift up our eyes to see apathy, rejection, fear.

We lift up our eyes to see illness, anxiety, grief.

We lift up our eyes seeking hope, assurance, peace.

We lift up our eyes to the hills. From where will our help come?

Our help comes from you, Oh Lord—you who made heaven and earth.

For you will not let your foot be moved. You keep us, and you will not slumber.

 

Though the earth should quake with tragedy and war,

though our lives should quake with loss and stress,

your love and your presence are steadfast.

 

You, Oh Lord, are our keeper. You are our shade at our right hand.

When we feel nothing but alone, you are there.

When we know nothing but joy, you are there.

When we doubt ourselves, you are there,

and when we doubt you, you are there.

Remind us that you are there, Oh God—that you keep our going out and our coming in.

Bless us with faith to recognize your presence. Bless us with courage to respond to your call.

Amen.

 

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Remember that You are Dust: Ash Wednesday Reflection

“Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”

The quote is from Genesis 3:19, and churchy types will remember hearing it said on two occasions: funerals and Ash Wednesday. The phrase is often said during the “imposition of ashes,” when one person makes the mark of the cross on the forehead of another, often using ashes from burned Palm Sunday fronds. It doesn’t sound like the most uplifting of rituals, and it’s not. But, in my experience, it is one of the most honest.

Two years ago, I co-led an Ash Wednesday service at a local retirement community and nursing home. In a creaky, old, 1970s-style auditorium, my older adult friends and I called ourselves to worship, confessed our sins together, and sang of God’s forgiveness. It came time for the imposition of ashes, and, after saying a few words of introduction, my colleague invited those who wished to receive ashes to come forward or raise their hands, noting that we would be glad to meet them at their seats. Following her lead, I picked up my small, oily tin of ashes and made my rounds around the room. I stopped at every raised hand, and nearly every hand was raised. I dipped my smooth, twenty-something-year-old finger in the black muck and dragged it gently across more beautifully wrinkled foreheads than I can count.

“You are dust,” I told them, “and to dust you shall return.”

It felt strange, even hypocritical, saying those words to people in their late 90s, even early 100s. I felt certain that these people did not need a reminder that they were going to die. It felt awkward. It felt pretentious. And then, four or five people into the ritual, a tiny, 90+ year old woman shattered my selfish worries with four small words.

“Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return,” I told her.

Thanks be to God,” she told me, with eyes full of both confidence and humility.

Thanks be to God. It’s not the response that I expected, but it’s the response we all need to hear. Thanks be to God for breathing life into dust. Thanks be to God for making us dust, and thanks be to God for being more than dust. Remembering that we are dust means acknowledging how very small we are, how very great God is, and how very much God loves us. Remembering that we are dust means recognizing that, ultimately, we are not in control.

Remembering that we are dust means remembering that we belong to God, in life and in death. and thanks be to God for that.

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Alleluia Cannot Always Be our Song

Calling all Lutherans, Episcopalians, Methodists, and Catholics!

Recently, a Lutheran music minister, friend, and blog reader asked me to write a litany for his church–a litany for the Sunday before Ash Wednesday, when many churches engage in the ancient practice of bidding farewell to the word “alleluia” during the season of Lent. Without the word “alleluia” in Lent, the church is given space to explore a new vocabulary, one which is honest about the suffering of the world and the solemnity of Lent.

I wrote this litany with the Lutheran hymn “Alleluia Song of Gladness” in mind, and you can view the words and music here.

The litany is written to be said responsively during worship, but I hope that it speaks to all who read it individually as well. What word will replace your “alleluia” during Lent?

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We heard an angel speak to Mary, and we sang “alleluia.”

We saw Jesus heal a leper, and his gasp was “alleluia.”

We have seen grace. We have seen good. We have shouted “alleluia!”

But alleluia cannot always be our song.

We see Jesus betrayed and broken, and we hear no alleluia.

We see ourselves betrayed and broken, and we have no alleluia.

We know suffering. We see sadness. We shout out in silence.

Alleluia cannot always be our song.

In Lent, we journey towards the cross, and we leave behind our “alleluia.”

Today, we bury our alleluia, and silence fills its place.

     Silence

Silence will not always be our song.

On Easter, we will once again claim our “alleluia!”

We will hear that the tomb is empty, and we will shout out “alleluia!”

We will see our risen Lord, and he will look like “alleluia.”

But alleluia cannot always be our song.

Today, we bury our alleluia, and silence fills its place.

     Silence. 

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A Prayer for the Airport

Like thousands of other travelers, I’m spending today sitting in an airport–missing flights, rearranging flights, and trying to get from point A to point B with my sanity intact. Here’s a little prayer for the airport. Send it to someone who’s traveling today, save it to your phone for your next trip, or pray it from where you are!

A Prayer for the Airport

Lord, I pray for the airport–
For those coming, those going, and those just trying to do their jobs.

Bless the soul of the tired gate agent,
Bearing the burden of every cancelled flight.
Bless the hands of the patient flight attendants,
Serving up pretzels, Coke products, and grace.

Calm the nerves of the first time flyer.
Hold her hand during takeoff and landing.
Soothe the worries of the crying toddler,
And gift his seat mates with patience and earplugs.

Bless the journeys of those far from home,
Whether traveling for business, pleasure, or family.
May their seat belts click tightly, their meetings go smoothly,
and their welcomes be ones of warm embrace.

Amen.

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“The Greatest Challenge Facing the Church Today”

“What do you see as the greatest challenge facing the church today?”

If hopeful future pastors have answered that question once, we’ve answered it a hundred times. Every supervisor, search committee, and scholarship donor wants to know the answer to that question, and its answers often imply that the “greatest challenge facing the church today” is somehow greater, larger, scarier than the challenge facing the church 50, 100, or 1000 years ago.

I’ve heard all the stock answers, and I may have even used some of them.

Declining membership. Burdensome buildings. The “busyness” of Western culture. Rethinking the Sunday School model. Technology. Creating space for creativity. Heteronormativity. Outreach. Moving from charity to advocacy. Intergenerational ministry. Rethinking recreation.

The list can go on. Those are all challenges. Those are real challenges and important challenges, but I choose to answer the question differently.

“What do you see as the greatest challenge facing the church today?”

The challenge facing the church is the same in every generation, though it takes different shapes, forms, and nuances in each unique context. The challenge facing the church is simple: to be the church in the world. The implications of that seemingly simple challenge, however, are extremely far reaching.

To be the church is to be a people called out, a literal translation of the Greek ekklesia. “The church” isn’t a static state of being, a building, or a private club. The church is a people constantly being called out by the God who called us together. To be the people constantly called out is to participate in the great cloud of witnesses surrounding us—to embody the spirit of Steven in standing up for faith, the compassion of Christ in the face of suffering, the listening spirit of Mary and the faithful diligence of Martha in the midst of our chaotic world. In the tradition of Amos and Micah, the church calls out the truth in love, bearing witness to the hope which we know triumphs over despair. In the line of Samuel, we dare to notice God’s voice in our lives and, in the tradition of Miriam, we know when to take up our tambourines and dance. To be called out means to take risks based on who we know our God to be.

One of the great temptations and challenges facing the church is to forget who we are—to craft the church in our own image, preferring to be a people called in—into our comfort zones, into vague platitudes, into complacency, into shallow faith. The temptation is forget the second part of our challenge—to be the church in the world.

Being the church in the world requires that we be in and for the word around us. It requires that we take seriously the interpretation of our scriptures in new times, new contexts. Who are the lepers, shunned by our world? Who are the tax collectors, with whom Jesus would dine? Who are the daughters of Zelophehad, speaking out for justice when it’s dangerous? Who are the women running from the empty tomb, witnessing to good news which we are hesitant to believe? Being the church in the world requires that we keep our eyes, ears, hearts, and minds open to the movement of the holy spirit and the suffering of our neighbor, walking together on an ever-winding path towards the kingdom of God among us.

The great challenge is to be who we truly are: a people called out for God’s work in the world.

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Sermon: I Love You Through and Through

This is the sermon I preached at Second Presbyterian Church on Sunday. May it remind you that you are loved, through and through.

[Rather listen than read? Get the podcast here.]

Matthew 3:13-17: Then Jesus came from Galilee to John at the Jordan, to be baptized by him. John would have prevented him, saying, ‘I need to be baptized by you, and do you come to me?’ But Jesus answered him, ‘Let it be so now; for it is proper for us in this way to fulfill all righteousness.’ Then he consented. And when Jesus had been baptized, just as he came up from the water, suddenly the heavens were opened to him and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and alighting on him. And a voice from heaven said, ‘This is my Son, the Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.’

“I love you through and through. I love your happy side, your sad side, your silly sad, your mad side. I love your fingers and toes, your ears and nose. I love your hair and eyes, your giggles and cries. I love you running and walking, silent and talking, I love you through and through, yesterday, today, and tomorrow too.”

These are the words of my favorite children’s book, I Love You Through and Through, by Bernadette Rossetti-Shustak. I’ve bought more copies of that tiny board book than I can count; every newborn child in my life has received that book as a “welcome to the world” present. Before I meet them, or hold them in my arms, I send them that book. Before I know them or hear their little cry, I love them, through and through.

Prior to seminary, I worked as a nanny for two young girls—ages 2 and 4 when I began there. The toddler, Michelle, loved this book—“fu in fu,” she called it—and she insisted on hearing the words to “fu in fu” before every nap and every bed time. “I love you through and through, yesterday, today, and tomorrow too,” were the last words this child heard before closing her eyes each and every day. I don’t know if she knew what the words meant, but she knew they brought comfort. She knew they were important.

In our scripture story today, God says just what this book says: “I love you through and though.” Not in those words exactly, but something similar and just as poetic. “This is my son, the Beloved,” God says, “with whom I am well pleased.” Beloved. Be loved, through and through.

The story is among the most well known in our faith; we’ve all heard it countless times and seen countless depictions of the river, the dove, and the savior. The story of Jesus’ baptism gives us the beginning of his ministry. So far in the Gospel, Matthew has told us of Jesus’ long genealogy—the important and even scandalous family roots from which our savior grows. He’s given us the heartwarming story of Jesus’ birth and the tragic story of his escape to Egypt. He’s told us the words of John the Baptist, Jesus’ and cousin and prophet. But here, for the first time, Jesus’ own story truly begins. It’s at the Jordan River that we first hear Jesus’ voice. It’s at the Jordan River that we first see Jesus act—do something, rather than have something done unto him, and his first act is surprising.

If we could imagine Jesus’ first act of ministry, what would it be? I think I’d put the feeding of the 5000 first. It’d be a solid start to Jesus’ life—with a message of abundance of grace and sharing of resources. Or maybe a miraculous healing would be a good place to start—set the tone for the healing power Christ’s presence from the very beginning. John the Baptist would have had Jesus begin by preaching hell fire and brimstone—sorting out the hypocritical riffraff within the believing community and baptizing the world with fire.

But none of those things is Jesus’ first act of ministry. His first act is to be baptized. His first act is to be loved. “Beloved,” God says. “In him I am well pleased.” Before Jesus has fed the 5000, before he has healed the sick or given sight to the blind, God is pleased. Before Jesus has given his famed sermon on the mount, before he has done anything, he is called beloved. Before he has done radical acts of love, Jesus is loved. The first act of Jesus’ ministry is to receive love, through and through.

That’s the first act of our ministry, too: to receive love, through and through.

Maybe young children are better at that than teens or adults—better at being loved through and through. Through and through is vulnerable. To be loved through and through means to be known through and through, and there are parts of ourselves which we’d rather not have known. Maybe we’d rather be loved and known most of the way through, part of the way through on certain days, and just call that “good enough.”

But that’s not what the story says. That’s not what God does. That’s not what we do. To be called beloved is to be loved, through and through, even those parts that seem unlovable.

We talk a lot about giving love, about loving our neighbor and doing acts of love. Each of our church committees and councils gathers each month to discuss ways to serve the church and the world—to discern the best ways to love. We could preface each council title with the phrase, “The committee of Second Presbyterian Church for showing love by…” mission, advocacy, worship stewardship, congregational care, arts, education, the list goes on and on. The mission of our church is to show love, and we’re working hard at it. But it’s also more than that. It’s also to receive love—to be loved, through and through, by God and by one another.

Let’s imagine we had a committee on receiving love—a group of people who just got together to remember that they are loved. Where would they meet? What would they do? I think they’d meet here, at the font. I think they’d just spend time remembering their baptisms.

At Jesus’ baptism, God says, “This is my son, the Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.” All those things were true before Jesus touched the waters of the Jordan—Jesus was just as loved before and after his baptism, and all those things are true for us before and after our own baptisms. But the baptism brings a visible sign of that invisible grace. In baptism, God’s love is ritualized and enacted—made tangible through the water and the love of the gathered community. In baptism, the spirit binds us together in extraordinary ways, through ordinary water. In baptism, we are loved, through and through. And in baptized communities, we are called to love one another, through and through.

“I love you through and through, yesterday, today, and tomorrow too.” It’s my favorite line of my favorite book. When I give this book to infants, I always write a message to the child in the front cover, a note telling them that I love them and God loves them, too. I also write a note to the parents—a note telling moms and dads that I love them, and God loves them, too. God loves their happy side and their sad side, their silly side and their mad side.

Before we love, we are loved. That’s why we gather around this baptismal font—that’s why we pour water into it each and every week. To remember who and whose we are—beloved children of a loving God; loved even when we feel unlovable. Through the waters of baptism, we remind ourselves and one another that we are claimed by a God who knows us, we are bound to a community who cares for us, and we are loved, through and through. And when we know we are loved through and through, we cannot help but love others—yesterday, today, and tomorrow, too.

Amen.

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