Good
morning. As some of you might recall, I
was with you last year on this Sunday of the Memorial Day weekend, which last year
was the sixth Sunday of Easter. Here we
are again on this weekend that we remember people who have died in service of
country… and this year we’re also celebrating the ‘birthday of the church’ –
the coming of the Holy Spirit at Pentecost.
The two
occasions have a couple of things in common. 1) They’re both occasions that aren’t observed with the intentionality
and focus they deserve. If we take these
days ‘to heart’, they change how we appreciate our common life together. And, 2) both days encourage communal reflection on
self-sacrifice in service of the whole.
Both days go against the tide of individualism. Pentecost specifically pushes toward new life
together as diverse yet interdependent parts in one shared body.
First,
let’s remind ourselves of the original intent of Memorial Day.
MEMORIAL DAY
First
observed as a ritual of remembrance and reconciliation in the latter part of
the 19th Century to honor fallen Confederate and Union soldiers
following the Civil War, it was originally known as Decoration Day. By the late 1960’s it had become a federal
holiday and within a few years it was officially set to be honored nationally every
final Monday of May. For many people now
it’s simply become a marker of the ending of the academic term, the unofficial
beginning of summer, a day off, a weekend of car races and family vacations. For others, however, it will always represent
something more deeply personal and challenging – a memory and reality of mixed
emotions about war, duty, honor, and country.
At its heart, it’s about honoring self-sacrifice in service of a
communal good.
On
Memorial Day, we’re to honor the millions of women and men who have dutifully given
their lives defending and protecting our country’s liberty and freedom in an
earthly sense.
Tomorrow,
as a nation, we observe in solemn reverence remembrance of our valiant dead. Indeed, “My command is this: Love each other as I
have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay
down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command.”
(John 15:12-14)
And,
this particular year, these Memorial Day sentiments should only momentarily
eclipse an even bigger, fiery Feast of Pentecost, during which we’re called to
embrace a holy gift from God, given for our continued protection and guidance
following the ascension of the one who died for all the nations of the world –
Jesus Christ.
From
life-giving to life-saving. We began in
ashes at Lent… we’re now being brought to new life with fire.
PENTECOST
Today,
in a nation under God, as a church gathered in Christ’s name, we’re to
celebrate new life – spiritual liberty and freedom – that has been given to us
collectively (as the church) through the coming of the Holy Spirit after the
death, resurrection, and ascension of our Christ Jesus.
Our
Jewish ancestors observed Pentecost (which means ‘fiftieth day’) first as a
harvest festival fifty days after the Passover.
It was an occasion of giving thanks for the first fruits of the harvest
(also called Feast of Weeks or Shavout) – not focused on thanking the laborers,
but on being thankful for the bounty from God.
Post the agrarian age, it becomes more of a celebration of God’s gift of
the law (torah). Jews from all over the
area would have converged on Jerusalem for this festival celebration.
So, we
can imagine that along with the faithful followers of Jesus who were waiting
further signs from their messiah who had just ascended, there were people from all
over the region gathering in Jerusalem, coming from different places and
speaking different languages and dialects.
It’s into this diverse gathering – amid confusion, expectancy, joy, and
fear - that the Holy Spirit comes as spiritual fire and inspirational
wind.
Granted,
if we’re honest, just like many of us neglect the opportunity of Memorial Day
and instead of indulge in pursuits of self-interest and recreation, many of us
have domesticated Pentecost into a whimsical tale of a one-time event long ago
that brings an annual splash of color into the church as we flip the fabrics
from white to green.
In
truth, however, the Holy Spirit is saying to us as God’s people that the
birthing of Christ’s church is still in process and that we’re invited into
this holy labor and all its starts, stops, pains, hopes, and expectancy. As our early Christians ancestors were in
years past, we are to serve in this age as Christ’s hands and hearts, midwifing
the birth of a church (and kingdom) that the Spirit is still bringing into
being.
This
brings me to a parable that I invite us to consider as we contrast some of
what’s called ‘church’ today with the awe-inspiring cacophony of Pentecost’s life-giving
potential. This story has been called the “Parable of the Lifesaving
Station.” Has anyone here heard
this? Listen and consider the potential
of the Holy Spirit at work as well as the perils when we attempt to domesticate
it.
Parable of the Lifesaving Station
On a dangerous seacoast where shipwrecks
often occur, there was once a crude little life-saving station. The building
was just a hut, and there was only one boat, but the few devoted members kept a
constant watch over the sea, and with no thought for themselves went out day
and night tirelessly searching for those who were lost. Some of those who were
saved and various others in the surrounding area wanted to become associated
with the station and gave of their time, money, and effort to support its work. New boats were bought and new
crews trained. The little lifesaving station grew.
Some of the members of the lifesaving station were unhappy that the building was so crude and poorly equipped. They felt that a more comfortable place should be provided as the first refuge of those saved from the sea. They replaced the emergency cots with beds and put better furniture in the enlarged building.
Some of the members of the lifesaving station were unhappy that the building was so crude and poorly equipped. They felt that a more comfortable place should be provided as the first refuge of those saved from the sea. They replaced the emergency cots with beds and put better furniture in the enlarged building.
Now the lifesaving station became a popular
gathering place for its members, and they decorated it beautifully because they
used it as a sort of club. Fewer members were now interested in going to sea on
life-saving missions, so they hired lifeboat crews to do this work. The
lifesaving motif still prevailed in the club’s decorations, and there was a
liturgical lifeboat in the room where the club’s initiations were held.
About this time a large ship wrecked off the
coast, and the hired crews brought in boatloads of cold, wet, and half-drowned
people. They were dirty and sick. The beautiful new club was in chaos. So the
property committee immediately had a shower house built outside the club where
victims of shipwrecks could be cleaned up before coming inside.
At the next meeting, there was a split among
the club membership. Most of the members wanted to stop the club’s lifesaving
activities as being unpleasant and a hindrance to the normal social life of the
club. Some members insisted upon life-saving as their primary purpose and
pointed out that they were still called a life-saving station. But they were
finally voted down and told that if they wanted to save the lives of all the
various kinds of people who were shipwrecked in those waters, they could begin
their own lifesaving station. So they did.
As the years went by, the new station experienced the same changes that had occurred in the old. It evolved into a club, and yet another lifesaving station was founded. History continued to repeat itself, and if you visit that seacoast today, you will find a number of exclusive clubs along that shore. Shipwrecks are frequent in those waters, but most of the people drown.
As the years went by, the new station experienced the same changes that had occurred in the old. It evolved into a club, and yet another lifesaving station was founded. History continued to repeat itself, and if you visit that seacoast today, you will find a number of exclusive clubs along that shore. Shipwrecks are frequent in those waters, but most of the people drown.
I read
that this parable was written in 1953 by The Rev. Dr. Theodore O. Wedel, who
was ordained an Episcopal priest in 1931, served as Canon of the Washington
National Cathedral in Washington, D.C., and also served for a time as president
of the Episcopal Church's House of Deputies. (http://www.ecfvp.org/vestrypapers/death-and-resurrection/parable-of-the-lifesaving-station/)
What
does this story have to do with the lessons we’ve heard this Pentecost morning
and what the Spirit continues to say to God’s people?
We
are called to look around us and consider what kind of church we’ve built vs.
what kinds of missions we continue to help birth. Are organized for ‘club maintaining’ or are we gathered for life-saving. Lord knows the
waters remain perilous and rough out there and real life-saving missions are
not undertaken in vain.
And,
for these life-saving missions, we’ve been given the paraclete of God to serve as our advocate, counselor, and comforter
– a Spirit alongside us for help.
The
Psalmist says, “You send forth your Spirit, and they are created; and so you
renew the face of the earth.” (Psalm 104:31)
The
author of Acts says that “suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush
of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting” such
that they were thrust out beyond their safe room into the streets where they
began to speak after tongues of fire rested upon them. (Acts 2:1-4)
Paul
says, “We know that all creation is still groaning and is in pain, like a woman
about to give birth. The Spirit makes us sure about what we will be in the
future. But now we groan silently, while we wait for God to show that we are
his children… And this hope is what saves us…. In certain ways we are weak, but
the Spirit is here to help us. For example, when we don’t know what to pray
for, the Spirit prays for us in ways that cannot be put into words. All of
our thoughts are known to God…. the Spirit prays for God’s people.” (Romans
8:22-24, 26-27, Contemporary English Version)
Jesus
says earlier in the Gospel of John, “If you love me, you will keep my
commandments [to love one another and Jesus has loved us]…. I will ask the
Father and he will give you another Advocate, to be with you forever. This is the Spirit of truth… You know him,
because he abides with you, and he will be in you (among you).” (John 14:15, 16-17)
What do
you say? Have you experienced the Holy
Spirit alongside and within you? Where
are you in this Spirit-driven mission?
Are you in need of life-saving?
Are you committed to the saving of lives?
Today
is a day to invite the Spirit to bring cleansing fire upon our business of busyness, to
strike us with awe, and to breathe new life into us as people gathered in
Christ’s name.
Let us pray.
God,
before we remember tomorrow those who gave their lives for our country, we
remember today that you gave the life of your only son for the entire
world. And, after His death and
resurrection, before He ascended back you, He promised us the gift of your Holy
Spirit.
Indeed,
today we remember that your Spirit came to us, and continues to come to us to
burn away barriers that separate us from each other and inspiring us in new
ways of connecting with each other so that we might understand as well as be
understood as a new community, as diverse living members of the one body that
you intend for us to become. Grant us
the patience and endurance for this work.
Continue
to break our hearts for what breaks yours.
Help us not to fall into comfortable complacency in clubhouses while so
many of our neighbors are in need of mission-driven life-saving stations.
Come,
Holy Spirit!
Take
our tongues and speak through them in ways that others can understand. Take our hands and work through them to
continue redeeming the world. Take our
hearts and set them on fire with new love for each other. Strengthen our resolve to follow the
command of God’s love incarnate, to love each other even more than we love
ourselves, loving our neighbors as Jesus would have us to love them.
AMEN.