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The Gift of a Promise Kept

How many times have we seen a public figure make a dogmatic promise only to later go back on their word? The most obvious examples are politicians who find the challenge of governing requires a lot more compromise than the vitriol of campaigning. But we may also experience the heartbreak of broken promises in other venues of life. Sadly, it’s an experience persons share in common sometimes in the workplace, too often in marriage today, and even between friends. Maybe that’s what makes it noteworthy when a promise is kept.

One of the gifts of Christmas we share in common is the gift of God’s promise kept. This may not be the verbiage found in the Christmas story, but I believe it’s an underlying foundation for all that transpired at Bethlehem. God had long promised to love and care for creation, including humanity as the trusted stewards of the world. Despite humankind’s repetitive breaking of the covenant relationship with God, we do not find God going back on God’s word. Again and again the promise is reiterated to redeem the people, to love the people, and to send One in the Messiah who would restore the people with the Creator.

It’s always been interesting to me that the early Advent stories and texts so often begin, not with Jesus, but with his cousin John. John the Baptist is an intriguing figure who appears on the banks of the Jordan river. Both his diet and his wardrobe are noteworthy, but perhaps not as much as his message. He, in the tradition of Elijah, raises a clarion call of repentance. But whereas Elijah’s was mostly directed to Ahab and Jezebel, John’s is directed to everyone.

John has been called many things – the forerunner, the prophet who prepares the way, the voice of one calling out in the wilderness – but how about we think of John as a promise kept? After 400 years of prophetic silence, John makes his entrance into history echoing and fulfilling the words of Isaiah. He sets about lifting up valleys and flattening hillsides to make straight a highway in the desert for our God. The tools of his landscaping and excavation work are his words, his voice, and even his person. He’s not deterred by the skepticism of the religious leaders, who’s cozy world he threatens; nor is he swept away in populism by the crowds of people who flock out to hear him. John is fulfilling a calling. John is preparing the way.

He will one day, upon seeing Jesus in the queue for baptism, proclaim: “Behold the Lamb of God!”. He will further state that he, John, is unworthy even to tie the sandals of the Messiah – God’s anointed. His life’s call is to point others to Jesus. And, yes, while imprisoned he expresses questions, through his disciples to Jesus, as to his timing, method and purpose; in the end John loses his very life as a martyr to the burgeoning movement we’ve come to know as the Christian faith.

John is God’s promise kept. He’s God’s promise kept to his parents, Zechariah and Elizabeth, given through Gabriel to Zechariah as he burns incense and offers prayers in the Temple. He’s also part of the promise kept to the people of Judah and Jerusalem; a messenger making way for the Christ to come. And in this respect, John is a promise kept to each one of us. As we revisit his story and attune our ears to his words again this season, let us be mindful that they are not just words for history. John’s words are words for today as well. We are called to prepare the way for the coming of the Lord. This is work we are asked to do each year, each Advent and Christmas.

What are the crooked places within you that need to be made straight? What are the valleys – the low places of your life – that might be “lifted up” by the hope of a coming Savior? What are the high points – maybe the places where you’ve ascended a bit too far on your own, leaving God behind? How can you heed John’s call and join his mission to make straight and smooth a highway for our God?

This is the opportunity of Advent. This is the preparation for Christmas. This is the gift of a promise kept.

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Thoughts from an August Garden

It has happened again! My garden has suffered a collision with the month of August. Allow me to explain. During the early Spring months I look forward to planting the annual vegetable and flower gardens on our property. I usually plan things out, sometimes even drawing out a sketch of how and where to plant things. I evaluate where plants were last year, how they did, how things could be improved, what takes up the most room, what needs protection from nibbling varmits, etc. Then comes the fun part – preparing the soil, planting the seed, transplanting the plants and watching things take root and grow.

Things usually go swimmingly up until August. I enjoy the ongoing cultivation, don’t even mind the weeding, and certainly have fun inviting the grandsons in to help with the harvest of various fruits and vegetables. Youngest grand Jon loves to help water, and oldest grand Oliver has long been a garden buddy. They each take joy, Elliott included, in carrying a fresh squash or tomato into their Lolly or Momma. But come August, after days of sweltering heat, periods of no rain – and, to be honest a little neglect on my part – the garden looks a bit sad.

Here’s the current state of things this August, as well as a recounting of the season thus far:

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Becoming an Apprentice in the Jesus Way of Life

According to the Cambridge Dictionary an apprentice is “someone who has agreed to work for a skilled person for a particular period of time in order to learn that person’s skills”. Merriam Webster adds, that an apprenticeship is “an arrangement in which someone learns an art, trade, or job under another”.

Skilled trades often come to mind when I think about someone who is an apprentice or serving an apprenticeship – trades like carpenters, plumbers and electricians. But what if we were to think of our life in Christ, our life of discipleship in the terms of apprenticeship? Could such an understanding bring a freshness or new energy and eagerness to how one endeavors to follow Jesus?

I’m not sure that “disciple” or “discipleship” are completely overused or worn out terms, or that they carry the negative connotation for some Christ followers, and pre-Christians as say the word “evangelism”. But, both words are oft used in the church and Christ following circles. How many times in a sermon have you heard the word “disciple” used? Or, how many times is “discipleship” a topic of a prayer or a devotional writing you may participate in? (Maybe you should count?) Sometimes a new or different word causes us to pay attention in a new or fresh way. Thinking about being an apprentice of Jesus has done this for me.

What works in this understanding is that following Jesus has always been about a way of life. When Jesus was first approached by a couple of the disciples of John, curious about this one John had identified as the “Lamb of God”, Jesus invites them to “come and see” where he is staying? It’s a way of saying, come and try this out, follow me, learn from me. Certainly there must have been information and teaching shared, the didactic part of discipleship, but that’s not what is most obvious about their following Jesus. What’s most obvious is that they spent time with him, literally shared life with him, watched and learned from him, maybe even began to imitate the things he said and did. They became his apprentices.

Somewhere in its history the church turned discipleship away from this “way of life” approach toward more and more of a cognitive, what we believe, approach. Doctrine overtook praxis as the definitive marker of discipleship. We worried more about what we thought, than how we acted. We heard Jesus say, “love one another as I have loved you”, but turned that into a doctrine of loving your neighbor verses a way of life steeped in the practice of loving those who are our neighbor.

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The Ministry of Free Agency

Since February of 2023 I have been telling friends and family, and others who inquire, that I’m in the “free agent” portion of my vocational life. For me this means that I’m not partnered with one particular employer in a ministry call or covenant relationship, but rather I’ve been able to pick and choose what I want to do with my time to cobble together an income and professional routine.

To date the pieces of this puzzle have included becoming a PRN chaplain with a large hospital – working two to three shifts a week; teaching adult English language learning classes two evenings a week; doing some freelance writing; serving an Interim pastorate, as well as engaging in some contract work in theological education for a denominational partner group.

These are all things that bring me some level of fulfillment. They offer the opportunity to make meaningful contributions and draw on my expertise, experience and giftedness; without consuming all of my time, energy or focus in just one arena. Keeping the schedule straight can be a challenge, but to this point the variety and pace has been a welcome addition in this season of life. But is it truly free agency?

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Daffodil Delight

A few years ago now we purchased a home where a prior owner had planted a varied assortment of daffodils.  These clusters of bulbs gave growth to shoots of green in the early to middle weeks of February, about the time of our move in.  In the ensuing days we would delight in watching how they bloomed, and their varied displays of spring color.  We discovered traditional yellow daffodils, some with a white outer bloom and yellow, almost orange, center; and still more that were miniature versions of the aforementioned traditional yellows.   Clusters of these flowers came forth among the landscaped beds that bordered the back, side and front lawns.  Some clusters even emerged amidst the lawn.  There was no mistaking the fact that the one who had planted them loved her daffodils. 

That first spring of our occupancy happened to coincide with the global pandemic of 2020, which gave the daffodil show even more meaning in my book.  While the world was trying to come to grips with what the pandemic meant, embracing lockdowns and quarantines, our lawn was virtually bursting forth with brilliant color.  It was a not-so-subtle message of hope amidst the news of despair that continued to bombard us. 

This now is the third spring since, and once again the daffodils are doing their thing.  They got off to an early start as warmer weather prompted their cycle of growth this year.  Shoots were emerging in January, with first blooms coming mid to late February, or sooner if in a protected pocket where the warmth of the sun coaxed them forth.  I’ve transplanted most of the lawn bulbs back into the landscaping with mixed results.  All have come up, but some seem to protest their relocation by refusing to bloom.  Still, overall we’ve had a customary show of yellow, white and orange dazzle against the backdrop of a greening lawn and the beige of mulched flowerbeds.

Then, over the past few days, as is typical during an Indiana March, a cold snap has hit.  The immediate impact on the daffodil blooms was an obvious shock that found them with lowered foliage, and drooping heads.  A few flakes of snow rested on the blooms, with more covering the surrounding lawn.  Had our hopeful friends misjudged the timing of their show?  Would they now succumb to an early end? 

Sadly, some – those in the less protected pockets of exposure – seem worse for wear.  Yet, others purposefully bounce back as the sun rises higher and warms their faces.  They once again display their resilience as an early spring flower, combating the less than friendly environs of their stage.  They will not be silent nor allow their contribution to this change in season to be easily thwarted.  Once again, they speak hope into the world for those who will pause long enough to notice.

Hope is a message of near constant need for the human condition.  Hope assuages the uglier messages of despair and doom of which our ears and eyes more often partake.  I wonder, as I contemplate this year’s daffodil show in our lawn if daffodils bloom in Ukraine?  I wonder if they adorn the table tops and bedsides of those who’ve suffered loss, as they often adorn our dining room table?  They are for me a symbol of the need and possibility of persistent hope in the human condition.  May their message be seen and heard with regularity!

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