Sunday, June 02, 2019

Liberation

The Church of St. Paul & Incarnation, Jersey City NJ
June 2, 2019

Year C: The Seventh Sunday of Easter
Acts 16:16-34
Psalm 97
Revelation 22:12-14, 16-17, 20-21
John 17:20-26

Liberation
            Alleluia! Christ is risen!
            The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!
            As many of you know, I spent most of the last week on retreat at the Abbey of the Genesee, a Trappist monastery in Upstate New York, about a five-hour drive from here.
            Believe me, I realize how fortunate I am to have the chance to take this time away in such a beautiful place.
            As someone who talks a lot – and is talked to a lot - I’m also thankful for the quiet.
            The retreat house was a place of silence. I didn’t say one word to the 15 people I was staying with, which, I have to say, took a little getting used to, and was especially awkward at mealtimes when we were all seated at long communal tables. The only thing more uncomfortable than eating with strangers is eating silently with strangers! I didn’t know where to look so I mostly just kept my eyes down on my food.
            The quiet for those of us on retreat mirrored the lives of the Trappist monks, are largely silent, and spend their lives focused on work and prayer.
            For work, these particular monks bake and sell bread – called “Monks’ Bread”, of course – which I can tell you is delicious and seems to be pretty popular in the area, judging by the busy bread store on the abbey property.
            And, for prayer, the monks gather in their abbey church five times a day, starting at 3:30am and concluding at 7:30pm.
            For me, and I suspect everyone there, the highlight of the retreat was the chance to pray with these monks – men, many of them quite elderly, who over the course of their lives have in a way become one with their prayer.
            At least to someone on the outside looking in, they seem to pray as naturally as you and I breathe.
            Those days of praying with the monks and alongside other visitors reinforced for me my belief in the importance of weekday worship, not just for monks but for all of us.
Here at our church, our service schedule is nowhere near as ambitious as what the monks do – and there’s zero chance of us offering a 3:30am service, I can tell you that - but for almost six years now we’ve kept to our cycle of three weekday services and Communion on most holy days.
            From the start, Morning Prayer on Thursdays at 7:30 has been the least attended and these days it’s pretty much just Vanessa and me and one or two others who join us.
            I understand why that’s the case, for people getting ready for school or work there may just not be enough time and for people who are retired the idea of getting up and out that early may not be very appealing.
            I understand why Morning Prayer is so lightly attended but I still find it too bad because it such a great way to begin the day – especially because Morning Prayer offers so many beautiful and powerful canticles, which are songs of praise usually taken from the Bible.
            For example, over the course of the Easter Season we have been saying the canticle called “The Song of Moses,” which is taken from the Book of Exodus and recalls what is the central story for the people of Israel, the story of God leading them out of slavery in Egypt and into the freedom of the Promised Land.
            “With your constant love you led the people you redeemed, with your might you have brought them in safety to your holy dwelling.”
            Week after week throughout Easter we’ve been reminded that God is a God of liberation.
            Liberation.
Liberation is a theme runs through the whole Bible.
True story: here in America and also in the West Indies, some slave owners did some serious editing of the Good Book before they let their slaves hear it – cutting out anything that might give the slaves ideas about liberation but, of course, since that idea is on nearly every page, the slaves managed to get the message, anyway, singing songs about God leading them to freedom.
            So much of the life and ministry of Jesus was all about liberation – liberating people from the demons that held them captive – liberating people from the prison of selfishness – and, most of all, liberating people from the fear of death.
            Alleluia! Christ is risen!
            The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!
            And, the Church is really being the Church when we allow God to work through us, liberating people from what holds them – what holds us - captive.
            And we hear that story of liberation loud and clear in today’s lesson from the Acts of the Apostles.
            Paul and Silas and some other early Christians arrive in Philippi where they encounter a slave girl who makes money for her owners through divination, through fortunetelling. 
            Remember how In the Gospels, it’s always the demons who have no trouble identifying Jesus, right?
Well, sure enough, this slave girl recognizes these Christians right away as “slaves of the Most High God” and, we’re told, harassed them for days until finally Paul gets “very much annoyed” (I love that) and casts out the evil spirit from her.
            Unfortunately, the author of Acts doesn’t tell us anything more of her fate. I’d like to think that free of the evil spirit she was now fully liberated but I worry that after she lost what made her valuable to her owners, she suffered a terrible fate.
            I’d like to think that Paul and Silas followed up on her, but, unfortunately, probably not.
            And reflecting on her story, I can’t help but think about the children – especially girls – who are trafficked today, enslaved and then discarded when they lose their appeal.
Well, no surprise, the girl’s owners are furious to have lost their moneymaker, so they have Paul and Silas brought before the authorities, who strip them, flog them, and throw them into prison.
            But, despite their suffering, Paul and Silas remain faithful, singing and praying in prison – knowing that no shackle is stronger than God.
            We’re told that they are freed by an earthquake, but they don’t flee, sparing the life of the jailer who was ready to kill himself rather than face punishment for failing to secure his prisoners.
            And the story concludes with the jailer and his family getting baptized and becoming followers of Jesus.
            What a story of liberation.
            The girl is liberated from her evil spirit.
            Paul and Silas are liberated from prison.
            And the jailer is liberated from punishment or even death – and, maybe, from a pretty terrible job.
            God is a God of liberation.
            And, the Church is really being the Church when we allow God to work through us, liberating people from what holds them – what holds us - captive.
            So, that’s why we work alongside others in Jersey City Together, striving to liberate people from unfair landlords, underfunded schools, and unsafe streets.
            That’s why we have a Sandwich Squad, that’s why we serve lunch at the homeless drop-in, that’s why we donate to the food pantry – to liberate people from hunger, at least for an hour or two.
            That’s why, like the monks, we set aside time for prayer – not just on Sunday but ideally every day, liberating time that we so often take for granted and waste – liberating at least a little bit of time by giving it to God who makes it holy.
            And, that’s why we sing and shout “Alleluia!”
We liberate people, including ourselves, by proclaiming that love is the strongest force in the universe – stronger than the Pharoahs of the past or present, stronger than who or what enslaves us, stronger than a maximum security prison.
            Love is stronger than death.
            God is a God of Liberation!
            Alleluia! Christ is risen!
            The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia!
            Amen.