Thursday, October 31, 2013

The Significance of a Day

Tomorrow is November 1st.  For some, it’s just Friday, the day after Halloween. It’s the start of another month – November.  It’s the signal that fall is quickly turning into winter.  The holiday season is right around the corner.  Soon it will be Thanksgiving and then before we know it, Christmas will be here.  Big holiday meals, gifts, and family gatherings are often what we think about in November and December.  Celebrations, being thankful, gathering together and giving and receiving gifts have come to define these last two months of the year.  Anyone walking into nearly any retail stores can’t miss it – buy, buy, buy!

But for more than 45.8 million people, tomorrow is incredibly more significant than just the start of another month and it is certainly not the beginning of a joyous holiday season.  For more than 45.8 million people in the United States (only about 67% of who actually qualify), tomorrow their SNAP (Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program) benefits will be reduced as part of our government’s effort to balance the budget. 

These cuts will cause hardship for SNAP participants, including 22 million children in 2014 (10 million of whom live in “deep poverty,” with family incomes below half of the poverty line) and 9 million people who are elderly or have a serious disability.  Cutting these households’ benefits will reduce their ability to purchase food.  This cut will be the equivalent of taking away 21 meals per month for a family of four, or 16 meals for a family of three, based on calculations using the $1.70 to $2 per meal provided for in the Thrifty Food Plan.  (www.cbpp.org/cms/?fa=view&id=38990)

In protest of these cuts, my denomination, The Presbyterian Church (USA) is asking our churches to set aside the week of November 17-23 to challenge your family to live on a SNAP food budget.  The Challenge simply spending only the designated dollar amount per day, per person, on everything that you eat, including breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, seasonings and drinks.  Most of us are lucky – we can “choose” to do this for a week and then go back to our normal budget and habits of eating when we want and not just when we are hungry.  For 45.8 million people - 22 million children, this isn't an option; it's a reality each and every day.

As the PC(USA) website states:  “As people of faith, our morality as citizens of a divine covenant requires us to focus on fair distribution of the abundance that God gives to us. In so doing, we must acknowledge that food distribution in the United States is unfair in its affordability and accessibility, particularly among the poor.”  We cannot ignore the issue of hunger in our own communities.  It’s simply immoral.  It's sinful.

 
Matthew 25: 31 “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne. 32 All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33 He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

41 “Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. 42 For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, 43 I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’

44 “They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’  45 “He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’  46 “Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life.”

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

God Speaks Into Darkness

I haven't posted since early September because I've been sick - in fact I've never been so ill before.  Somehow I got whooping cough and it put me into an asthma crisis.  It completely knocked me down for two full weeks and there were days when I wasn't sure i was going to make it.  A month later, I'm still struggling to recover but I'm back at work and slowly regaining my strength and energy. 
 
I experienced firsthand the loneliness of illness.  I was too sick for conversation or activities but I still wanted companionship.  I wanted to know that someone was there – just sitting there with me.  But because I was contagious, no one could be around me. As a hospice chaplain,  I learned a lot that now informs my care of patients.  Most profoundly, I experienced the nearness of God in the midst of the deep darkness of my illness in a way that brought new life and hope and meaning.  Perhaps it was because I could only lie in my bed and sleep and be quiet enough to hear His voice, but after yearning to feel His presence for several months, it was in the midst of my severe illness and isolation that I found God.  God spoke to my future at a time when I was questioning whether I even had a future at all.

Without going into all the details or tell you about the wrestling involved, the message was clear.  God is calling me back to serve His Church!  It is time for me to throw my hat into the ring and look for a pastoral call.  My heart is singing with joy.   I love being a pastor!  I love being in relationship with people.  I have a heart for pastoral care.  I love the study and teaching and preaching.  I love equipping a congregation to be the hands and feet of Jesus Christ in their community.  I rejoice when I see people’s lives transformed by the God’s love and mercy and grace.  I have missed serving in a church.  Lying in bed, literally gasping for breath with whooping cough and asthma, the Holy Spirit showed me that the sadness lodged deep in my soul was the sadness of not pastoring a church.  Perhaps my gasping was symbolic for gasping for what gives me life.  I believe that God has a call for me where I can serve His Church and be near my family. 

Never underestimate God.  When or where He will speak to us.  What He will use to get our attention.  God chose to speak into my life in the midst of the darkness of my illness – bringing joy and hope when I was feeling isolated and pretty hopeless.  I wait in anticipation of the fulfillment of His promise.

Psalm 30   I will praise you, Lord, for you have saved me from my enemies. You refuse to let them triumph over me. O Lord my God, I pleaded with you, and you gave me my health again. You brought me back from the brink of the grave, from death itself, and here I am alive!”