WESTMINSTER PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
May 30th 2010
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Proverbs 8:1-4; Romans 5:1-5; John 16:12-15
Trinity Sunday
“Three in What”
Who understands the Trinity and why does it matter? Well, the easy answer is because it has been part of church teaching since about the year 325 CE so that is good enough for some folks. I appreciate deeply a faith which has a trust in what has been handed on from subsequent generations. However, I could never leave well enough alone. I always seem to need more, and to ask the hard questions. And the doctrine of the Trinity is no exception. However, with the doctrine of the Trinity, those questions are not easily answered.
Each year I have tried to think through how to preach on the trinity. Each year, I feel like I fall short. On some level that is exactly the way it should be because the doctrine is a way of explaining something which is essentially mystery. However, it also reveals the discomfort with simply using mystery as the default response whenever we are unable to explain something. So what shall we say about this mystery of the God we know in three persons with in being.
I promise that no attempt will be made to explain all the complexities of this doctrine. Instead, I simply say that the doctrine matters at this time and place. We believe that human beings are made in the image of God. And the God we know in Jesus Christ is a God who is not solitary but in community – the communion of three in one, unity in diversity. In other words, human beings were not created to be solitary but in community. In a time of more and more individualism this is radical talk.
But it is not really radical to acknowledge that human beings need other people. So as people of a Trinitarian faith, what might that life look like? Alyce McCKenzie sums up this well when she says:
What kind of life does the Trinity shape? Lives that are a personal response to a personal God that results in participation in community. It does make a difference that God is three persons and one substance. It means we can only know God by personal response that is a participation in the activity of our Triune God in community
What does that mean? It means we can only be fully human in relationship with one another. There are no solitary Christians. We can be faithful as individuals, but not alone.
This week Jim Wallis of the Sojourners community wrote an article asking if Libertarianism and Christianity were compatible. His conclusion was that they are not. And while he is not talking about the trinity I believe he gets at our inherent interconnectedness when he says:
The Libertarian enshrinement of individual choice is not the pre-eminent Christian virtue. Emphasizing individual rights at the expense of others violates the common good, a central Christian teaching and tradition. The Christian answer to the question “Are we our brother’s keeper?” is decidedly “Yes.” Jesus tells us that the greatest commandment is to love God and love our neighbor. Loving your neighbor is a better Christian response than telling your neighbor to leave you alone.
In other words, we are made in the image of a God who shows us that we are not the end of the story. God is not solitary and neither are we.
As our society pushes us to be individuals and places our desires and wants at the center of our economic and communal life we have become more fractured, selfish, and strident. The idolatry of individualism is really just another form of totalitarianism. But the good news is that our faith teaches a different story. Our faith pushes us into relationship because it is part of the fabric of our very being. The God we worship and serve is known to us in three persons. So at the heart of our life we are released from the tyranny of self. Does this solve the mystery of the Trinity or explain away all the contradictions and difficulties? Of course not, but if this doctrine can bring us back from the brink of our current mess, then I for one am willing to live with the mystery, at least for today. Amen? Amen.
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
What is that Noise?
WESTMINSTER PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
May 23rd 2010
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Genesis 11:1-9; Acts 2:1-11
Pentecost
“What Is That Noise?”
Every year about this time we bring out the Pentecost passage and talk a bit about the Holy Spirit. There are plenty of jokes about Presbyterians lacking spirit and being afraid of the spirit. I am sure I could parade them out and we could all have a good laugh at us. But this year, we will not do this. It is not because I have lost my sense of humor but I believe there are more important issues at hand.
Have you heard all the noise? The noise of the politicians, the noise of business leaders, the noise of religious sectarians, the noise of the non-stop news talk, it is so loud most of us would like to go into hiding, or we find ourselves so drawn that we forget most of it is noise. However, in the midst of all that noise is a story of good news, if we just have ears to hear and hearts to believe.
On the first birthday of the church there were more than a dozen different nationalities gathered for worship. It was the celebration of fifty days after the Passover and on that celebration where they had gathered many times before something new was about to happen. The only problem is that we human beings do not like new. Despite our lip-service to the contrary, we prefer our routines left alone. Unfortunately, Pentecost is simply not routine. It was noisy and disruptive, but with those who had ears to hear and hearts to believe, the noise was a sign of God’s new life.
In years past this news that a new day was coming is something that we celebrated. The year 2050 lay on the horizon where white people will no longer be in the majority on the United States. As a Pentecost people we already know this story and look forward to it, at least in theory. But things have changed and the news has become a scary noise, at least in our culture. The changing face of the United States has brought forth, not joy but, fear and even hate mongering.
In the last few weeks it has become clear to me that there is a backlash in our society to the changing face of the United States. Law’s which target people based on the color of their skin and assumed nationality has taken root in one state, which may soon be debated in our own. A Senatorial candidate in Kentucky openly opposes the civil rights act. And even when he back peddles, it is clear that this will actually get him more votes in a growing number of circles. And the continued calls for a return to the America we grew up with, is just another in a long line of code words which are steeped in racism. I suppose to hear this for what it really is, also requires ears to hear.
Only a short time ago the excitement about calls for hope and change seems to have been replaced by despair and cynicism. The war’s rage on, we continue to torture in the name of security, and the economic collapse is crushing many while a few are paid great bonuses. It is enough to make you angry, or simply go into hiding and hope it all goes away. But with those who have ears to hear and hearts to believe, there is no place to hide. That may not sound like good news but I believe it is.
When the church of Jesus Christ was birthed on that first Pentecost, the world was a volatile place. Revolutionary fervor was high, the roman occupation was at its peak, the religious leadership was corrupt, and Jesus had been executed as an outlaw. In other words, it was not a time of peace. And despite this, the church is called into being through the disruptive and noisy spirit. The church of Jesus Christ, will be a church for all people, not bound by culture, or language or nationality. In the midst of the noise all around them, God had to speak more loudly inside the faith community because they seemed least able to understand what had happened through Jesus. So the good news on that day came with enough fanfare to be heard through the storms of the day.
So into what storms is God speaking today? Where is the church of Jesus Christ being called to follow the noisy Spirit? As a people, as a community, founded in a diversity of everything but faith in Jesus Christ, we must go to the places where division is used as a weapon. At Pentecost, the “natural” divisions of the world founded in Babel, have been broken down and shown not to be God’s final word. The Gospel was not a call for retreat into like minded homogeneous enclaves but a call for us to seek out those who are different from ourselves in thought as well as culture.
Today we celebrate the sacrament of baptism. It is a joyous day where we celebrate where we have had ears to hear and hearts to believe. We celebrate God’s spirit at work again here, even among us. Today we join with generations of Christians who have had ears to hear and hearts to believe that what is happening is not a disruption or people being drunk on new wine, but the Spirit of God. May the Spirit of God continue to show up in the most unexpected ways, and may we continue to have ears to hear and hearts to believe. Amen? Amen!
May 23rd 2010
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Genesis 11:1-9; Acts 2:1-11
Pentecost
“What Is That Noise?”
Every year about this time we bring out the Pentecost passage and talk a bit about the Holy Spirit. There are plenty of jokes about Presbyterians lacking spirit and being afraid of the spirit. I am sure I could parade them out and we could all have a good laugh at us. But this year, we will not do this. It is not because I have lost my sense of humor but I believe there are more important issues at hand.
Have you heard all the noise? The noise of the politicians, the noise of business leaders, the noise of religious sectarians, the noise of the non-stop news talk, it is so loud most of us would like to go into hiding, or we find ourselves so drawn that we forget most of it is noise. However, in the midst of all that noise is a story of good news, if we just have ears to hear and hearts to believe.
On the first birthday of the church there were more than a dozen different nationalities gathered for worship. It was the celebration of fifty days after the Passover and on that celebration where they had gathered many times before something new was about to happen. The only problem is that we human beings do not like new. Despite our lip-service to the contrary, we prefer our routines left alone. Unfortunately, Pentecost is simply not routine. It was noisy and disruptive, but with those who had ears to hear and hearts to believe, the noise was a sign of God’s new life.
In years past this news that a new day was coming is something that we celebrated. The year 2050 lay on the horizon where white people will no longer be in the majority on the United States. As a Pentecost people we already know this story and look forward to it, at least in theory. But things have changed and the news has become a scary noise, at least in our culture. The changing face of the United States has brought forth, not joy but, fear and even hate mongering.
In the last few weeks it has become clear to me that there is a backlash in our society to the changing face of the United States. Law’s which target people based on the color of their skin and assumed nationality has taken root in one state, which may soon be debated in our own. A Senatorial candidate in Kentucky openly opposes the civil rights act. And even when he back peddles, it is clear that this will actually get him more votes in a growing number of circles. And the continued calls for a return to the America we grew up with, is just another in a long line of code words which are steeped in racism. I suppose to hear this for what it really is, also requires ears to hear.
Only a short time ago the excitement about calls for hope and change seems to have been replaced by despair and cynicism. The war’s rage on, we continue to torture in the name of security, and the economic collapse is crushing many while a few are paid great bonuses. It is enough to make you angry, or simply go into hiding and hope it all goes away. But with those who have ears to hear and hearts to believe, there is no place to hide. That may not sound like good news but I believe it is.
When the church of Jesus Christ was birthed on that first Pentecost, the world was a volatile place. Revolutionary fervor was high, the roman occupation was at its peak, the religious leadership was corrupt, and Jesus had been executed as an outlaw. In other words, it was not a time of peace. And despite this, the church is called into being through the disruptive and noisy spirit. The church of Jesus Christ, will be a church for all people, not bound by culture, or language or nationality. In the midst of the noise all around them, God had to speak more loudly inside the faith community because they seemed least able to understand what had happened through Jesus. So the good news on that day came with enough fanfare to be heard through the storms of the day.
So into what storms is God speaking today? Where is the church of Jesus Christ being called to follow the noisy Spirit? As a people, as a community, founded in a diversity of everything but faith in Jesus Christ, we must go to the places where division is used as a weapon. At Pentecost, the “natural” divisions of the world founded in Babel, have been broken down and shown not to be God’s final word. The Gospel was not a call for retreat into like minded homogeneous enclaves but a call for us to seek out those who are different from ourselves in thought as well as culture.
Today we celebrate the sacrament of baptism. It is a joyous day where we celebrate where we have had ears to hear and hearts to believe. We celebrate God’s spirit at work again here, even among us. Today we join with generations of Christians who have had ears to hear and hearts to believe that what is happening is not a disruption or people being drunk on new wine, but the Spirit of God. May the Spirit of God continue to show up in the most unexpected ways, and may we continue to have ears to hear and hearts to believe. Amen? Amen!
Sunday, April 04, 2010
What will you do?
WESTMINSTER PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
April 4th 2010
Easter Meditation
Communion Sunday
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Isaiah 65:17-25; Mark 16:1-8
“What Will You Do?”
This is a story that we know well. Jesus lived, Jesus died, and Jesus lived again. It is pretty simple and a bit too familiar. Our familiarity with this story is probably more of a hindrance than a help. We know it; there is no need to dwell on it, so let us focus on where we will have our Easter meal. After all, if the whole affair is settled, the only thing left to talk about is the other stuff of the holiday.
One of the things we often focus on is the right way to celebrate. But I must admit that I am not interested in the cultural concerns about Easter. The questions like what does the Bunny have to do with this holiday? Or, what does chocolate, and decorated eggs have to do with the resurrection? There is even a movement afoot to get Christians to stop calling this holiday Easter and refer to it instead as Resurrection Sunday. I believe the conversations around the “cultural war” issues and even the type of food served for dinner is about on the same level of ultimate importance. When God overcame death, I believe we can and should be attentive to that which has ultimate impact.
On that first Easter Sunday, the woman went to the tomb. They expected to find Jesus dead. But, before they did that, they observed the Sabbath. Despite their entire world collapsing, they still observed the Sabbath. When everything was gone they still believe that God could be trusted. It was a supreme act of trust. But despite trusting God, despite having spent three years learning from Jesus, they could not believe what they found. These women were part of the community of faith. They knew the stories of the New Heaven and New Earth. They were raised, and raised others, on the vision of the wolf and the lamb. They knew that one day God would bring about this reality. But I wonder if their familiarity with the story that it had lost its’ power to transform. Were they thinking about the afternoon meal which would follow their early morning visit to the tomb? On that first Easter, their neatly ordered world of faith came apart. Despite being with Jesus for three years, and more, they just did not expect to find anything other than death. Hearing about the resurrection and the new day dawning had not prepared them to see an empty tomb. When the knowledge of faith came face to faith with experience, these first witnesses to the Resurrection the respond in terror. Terror is the first response to Easter. And we sing Alleluia.
The Gospel of Mark was the first written Gospel. In the oldest versions of this Gospel it ends when the women run away in terror. The story ends in terror and silence. The do not tell anyone. It is an odd way to end the gospel. After all, if they did not really tell anyone, we would not be here this morning. So why did it end that way? It is rather disturbing. It is so disturbing that later Christians thought it necessary to add more information. But, in adding to this strange ending, we miss something powerful.
If the story ends with the woman saying nothing and yet we have obvious proof that they told at least one person, there is something deeper at work. If we know how the story goes and we know they told others, what possibly are we to take from this? I believe the ending of the gospel in this way, invites us into the story. More than just knowing the details and being able to say: “He is risen!” The truth is that until we are able to get in touch with the terror, the implications of the empty tomb, our alleluias will lack vigor and possibly authenticity.
The empty tomb should cause us terror. Or at least before we sing alleluia we should ask ourselves, what reason we would have to be terrified at the empty tomb. Today is the forty-second anniversary of the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I think this anniversary brings home the reality of what can happen to people who stand up for the love and peace of God. The vision of a world where all children would join hands – black and white – slave and free – is the vision of the Wolf and Lamb feeding together. And when we hear it we all want to say yes. But, when the vision meets the hard work of implementation, we start to get nervous. Terror arises with the realization that an assassins’’ bullet or a cross might be the end result. It is then when we can begin to grasp the terror facing those women.
The women run in fear because they knew that from now own they did not need to live in fear. However, this way of living might very well cost them their lives and that is the root of the terror. But despite fear, they do speak. After realizing that death no longer had the last word the terror subsided and faith took root. Where are the places of your fear? As you sit down to eat with family and friends on this day, take a moment and remember. Remember that we have so much more for which to be thankful, but it is not always what we expect. So we have come, we have seen the empty tomb, there is just one thing left to say: “What will you do, now that you know? Amen.
April 4th 2010
Easter Meditation
Communion Sunday
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Isaiah 65:17-25; Mark 16:1-8
“What Will You Do?”
This is a story that we know well. Jesus lived, Jesus died, and Jesus lived again. It is pretty simple and a bit too familiar. Our familiarity with this story is probably more of a hindrance than a help. We know it; there is no need to dwell on it, so let us focus on where we will have our Easter meal. After all, if the whole affair is settled, the only thing left to talk about is the other stuff of the holiday.
One of the things we often focus on is the right way to celebrate. But I must admit that I am not interested in the cultural concerns about Easter. The questions like what does the Bunny have to do with this holiday? Or, what does chocolate, and decorated eggs have to do with the resurrection? There is even a movement afoot to get Christians to stop calling this holiday Easter and refer to it instead as Resurrection Sunday. I believe the conversations around the “cultural war” issues and even the type of food served for dinner is about on the same level of ultimate importance. When God overcame death, I believe we can and should be attentive to that which has ultimate impact.
On that first Easter Sunday, the woman went to the tomb. They expected to find Jesus dead. But, before they did that, they observed the Sabbath. Despite their entire world collapsing, they still observed the Sabbath. When everything was gone they still believe that God could be trusted. It was a supreme act of trust. But despite trusting God, despite having spent three years learning from Jesus, they could not believe what they found. These women were part of the community of faith. They knew the stories of the New Heaven and New Earth. They were raised, and raised others, on the vision of the wolf and the lamb. They knew that one day God would bring about this reality. But I wonder if their familiarity with the story that it had lost its’ power to transform. Were they thinking about the afternoon meal which would follow their early morning visit to the tomb? On that first Easter, their neatly ordered world of faith came apart. Despite being with Jesus for three years, and more, they just did not expect to find anything other than death. Hearing about the resurrection and the new day dawning had not prepared them to see an empty tomb. When the knowledge of faith came face to faith with experience, these first witnesses to the Resurrection the respond in terror. Terror is the first response to Easter. And we sing Alleluia.
The Gospel of Mark was the first written Gospel. In the oldest versions of this Gospel it ends when the women run away in terror. The story ends in terror and silence. The do not tell anyone. It is an odd way to end the gospel. After all, if they did not really tell anyone, we would not be here this morning. So why did it end that way? It is rather disturbing. It is so disturbing that later Christians thought it necessary to add more information. But, in adding to this strange ending, we miss something powerful.
If the story ends with the woman saying nothing and yet we have obvious proof that they told at least one person, there is something deeper at work. If we know how the story goes and we know they told others, what possibly are we to take from this? I believe the ending of the gospel in this way, invites us into the story. More than just knowing the details and being able to say: “He is risen!” The truth is that until we are able to get in touch with the terror, the implications of the empty tomb, our alleluias will lack vigor and possibly authenticity.
The empty tomb should cause us terror. Or at least before we sing alleluia we should ask ourselves, what reason we would have to be terrified at the empty tomb. Today is the forty-second anniversary of the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I think this anniversary brings home the reality of what can happen to people who stand up for the love and peace of God. The vision of a world where all children would join hands – black and white – slave and free – is the vision of the Wolf and Lamb feeding together. And when we hear it we all want to say yes. But, when the vision meets the hard work of implementation, we start to get nervous. Terror arises with the realization that an assassins’’ bullet or a cross might be the end result. It is then when we can begin to grasp the terror facing those women.
The women run in fear because they knew that from now own they did not need to live in fear. However, this way of living might very well cost them their lives and that is the root of the terror. But despite fear, they do speak. After realizing that death no longer had the last word the terror subsided and faith took root. Where are the places of your fear? As you sit down to eat with family and friends on this day, take a moment and remember. Remember that we have so much more for which to be thankful, but it is not always what we expect. So we have come, we have seen the empty tomb, there is just one thing left to say: “What will you do, now that you know? Amen.
Thursday, April 01, 2010
What is Your Price?
WESTMINSTER PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
April 1st 2010
Maundy Thursday Meditation
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Luke 11:1-6
“What is Your Price?”
I read a definition of the word scapegoat that said the word “has come to mean a person, often innocent, who is blamed and punished for the sins, crimes, or sufferings of others, generally as a way of distracting attention from the real causes.” It seems to fit with what I am seeing at work these days. People are hungry. People are losing their houses. There appears to be money for Wall Street and not for Main Street. And there are plenty of people who seek to profit in dollars and power from this anger. The Tea Party movement has tapped into white middle and working class anxiety. But instead of pointing out that there are many people in the same boat it is easier to blame: The government, Obama-Pelosi-Reid, Socialists, Progressives, Immigrants, Black folk, Gay and Lesbian Folk, Divorce, Drugs, and the list can go on. There is a lot of scapegoating going on. But, this is not a new story. And tonight, we are about to see this ancient story at work. It is my hope that it will teach us something for just such a time as this.
In ancient Jerusalem, Jesus worked as a scapegoat for the religious and political leaders. The people have been stirred up all week. The people are angry at life under the Roman occupation. The people are angry at their religious and political leaders who seem more interested in power and privilege than the concerns on main street Jerusalem. So tomorrow they will exact revenge for their humiliation. But, as all of that rage and anger is directed toward Jesus, at the end of the day the current arrangements do not really change. But, for a while, the crowds will be satisfied. But the crowds are not the only ones who participate in the ancient social ritual.
I have come to believe that we good religious folk have been using our own spiritual scapegoat. Judas is our scapegoat. Think about this for a moment. No matter what we do in our lives we can sit back and say: “Well, at least I am not Judas.” Judas provides us with the luxury of sitting back with air of contempt and an air of self righteousness. When he dies in the field there is a part of each one of us that secretly cheers for the death of the traitor. Even if we fear naming that place in ourselves, it is there. But, unless we name it we will continue to scapegoat Judas.
But if we take an honest inventory of this story, Judas is not the only traitor. By the time Jesus is hanging on the cross everyone either stands at a distance or turns their back on the savior. No other disciple hangs on a cross next to Jesus. Not one. And, as New Testament scholar Gail O’Day says, let’s not canonize the female disciples because they only stood at a distance. I believe this should keep us from using Judas and ignoring the ways in which we betray Jesus. Yes, I really just said that.
I think the Gospel story is one that tells us that the life of a disciple is one where we will find ourselves standing at a distance. No one is willing to be crucified with Jesus. In other words, just like Judas, everyone has a price. Each one of us has something that stands between us and the cross. If we want to stop using Judas as a scapegoat and get deeper and more authentic in our lives we have to be honest. We have to be able to name what stands in our way. What is your price?
I promise there is good news in this. And it begins when we can name with certainty our inability to be crucified with Jesus. Once we come face to face with that reality we find out something powerful. We do not have to put ourselves on the cross. Jesus does not need more crucifixions, scapegoats and human sacrifice, despite news to the contrary. Jesus was the last sacrifice. It is no longer necessary to find someone to be our scapegoat. We can stand up to those who prey on anger and frustration, and suffering and say: “Enough.” Tell your friends there is another story. Tell people that God is not bloodthirsty and out to get us. Tell the world that we will all get it wrong. We will all fail; we will all fall short of the perfection we seek. So tonight, we hear once again that we can stop clinging to the illusion. We can put down our façades and get honest. May this be the story you hear and tell others as we stand in the shadow of the cross tonight. Amen?
April 1st 2010
Maundy Thursday Meditation
Rev. Mark R. Bradshaw-Miller
Luke 11:1-6
“What is Your Price?”
I read a definition of the word scapegoat that said the word “has come to mean a person, often innocent, who is blamed and punished for the sins, crimes, or sufferings of others, generally as a way of distracting attention from the real causes.” It seems to fit with what I am seeing at work these days. People are hungry. People are losing their houses. There appears to be money for Wall Street and not for Main Street. And there are plenty of people who seek to profit in dollars and power from this anger. The Tea Party movement has tapped into white middle and working class anxiety. But instead of pointing out that there are many people in the same boat it is easier to blame: The government, Obama-Pelosi-Reid, Socialists, Progressives, Immigrants, Black folk, Gay and Lesbian Folk, Divorce, Drugs, and the list can go on. There is a lot of scapegoating going on. But, this is not a new story. And tonight, we are about to see this ancient story at work. It is my hope that it will teach us something for just such a time as this.
In ancient Jerusalem, Jesus worked as a scapegoat for the religious and political leaders. The people have been stirred up all week. The people are angry at life under the Roman occupation. The people are angry at their religious and political leaders who seem more interested in power and privilege than the concerns on main street Jerusalem. So tomorrow they will exact revenge for their humiliation. But, as all of that rage and anger is directed toward Jesus, at the end of the day the current arrangements do not really change. But, for a while, the crowds will be satisfied. But the crowds are not the only ones who participate in the ancient social ritual.
I have come to believe that we good religious folk have been using our own spiritual scapegoat. Judas is our scapegoat. Think about this for a moment. No matter what we do in our lives we can sit back and say: “Well, at least I am not Judas.” Judas provides us with the luxury of sitting back with air of contempt and an air of self righteousness. When he dies in the field there is a part of each one of us that secretly cheers for the death of the traitor. Even if we fear naming that place in ourselves, it is there. But, unless we name it we will continue to scapegoat Judas.
But if we take an honest inventory of this story, Judas is not the only traitor. By the time Jesus is hanging on the cross everyone either stands at a distance or turns their back on the savior. No other disciple hangs on a cross next to Jesus. Not one. And, as New Testament scholar Gail O’Day says, let’s not canonize the female disciples because they only stood at a distance. I believe this should keep us from using Judas and ignoring the ways in which we betray Jesus. Yes, I really just said that.
I think the Gospel story is one that tells us that the life of a disciple is one where we will find ourselves standing at a distance. No one is willing to be crucified with Jesus. In other words, just like Judas, everyone has a price. Each one of us has something that stands between us and the cross. If we want to stop using Judas as a scapegoat and get deeper and more authentic in our lives we have to be honest. We have to be able to name what stands in our way. What is your price?
I promise there is good news in this. And it begins when we can name with certainty our inability to be crucified with Jesus. Once we come face to face with that reality we find out something powerful. We do not have to put ourselves on the cross. Jesus does not need more crucifixions, scapegoats and human sacrifice, despite news to the contrary. Jesus was the last sacrifice. It is no longer necessary to find someone to be our scapegoat. We can stand up to those who prey on anger and frustration, and suffering and say: “Enough.” Tell your friends there is another story. Tell people that God is not bloodthirsty and out to get us. Tell the world that we will all get it wrong. We will all fail; we will all fall short of the perfection we seek. So tonight, we hear once again that we can stop clinging to the illusion. We can put down our façades and get honest. May this be the story you hear and tell others as we stand in the shadow of the cross tonight. Amen?
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