Showing posts with label Cathedral Church of St. Paul. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 31, 2014

This is the day!

Installation Day
May 31, 2014


Today I will be installed as the Twenty-third Rector and the Sixth Dean of the Cathedral Church of St. Paul in Burlington, Vermont. It is a glorious day here. So many people have worked so hard and traveled so far to make this day the celebration it will no doubt be. It all starts with brass and timpani at 5 pm.

I slept well until about 2:30 AM when my mind suddenly began making the "oh-no" lists--oh no, did I forget to tell Anthony to block off a parking place for the Bishop? oh-no, did we ever find a copy of the diocesan canons? oh-no, do we have enough seats reserved for the presenters, for family friends, for clergy? You know those "oh-no" lists; all we adults have made those lists on various occasions.

I was not willing to start my day at 2:30 AM so eventually I fell back asleep, to later awaken to a messaged video from our four year old granddaughter Penelope shouting, "Congratulations! Congratulations!" It was such a heart felt and enthusiastic greeting (do four year olds greet any other way?) that I just kept playing it over and over. Congratulations!  Yes! What a day this is!


I found this photo of now Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby when he was the Dean of the Cathedral in Liverpool. He was jumping down the side of the Cathedral as part of a fund raising event. Just to be clear, I don't plan to do this today--or ever--but I thought it was a perfect photo for how I feel today.

I am excited, delighted, truly overjoyed and I know the music, the flowers, the liturgy, the sermon (thank you, dear Lauren Winner), the reception, all the people present and all those who are not present but praying, are a true blessing to me and to the Cathedral Church of St. Paul.

But the photo also reminds me of the touch of terror I feel in beginning this journey. A great number of people have such complete faith in me, in my leadership, in my vision.  There is that little voice inside that says, "Oh gee, I sure hope you don't disappoint everyone, Jeanne!"

And of course I hope I don't. But the good news is that I am not on this journey alone. The Cathedral is an alive and dynamic parish filled with active and committed people of God. They have been doing amazing work long before I arrived. There is also a gifted and dedicated staff, a supportive Diocesan and faith community. Plus I have an amazing family and good friends. There are so many blessings to  number.

The best news is that God is the one who holds the rope. God is the one who will prevent my crash and smash, because God is the Creator and I, along with the Cathedral community, have been lovingly invited to be co-creators in this marvelous journey. It is a wonderful invitation.

It is important to realize that all our faith journeys will have ups and downs. It's important to be tethered by a strong rope. There is only one who holds the rope and that is God. My biggest challenge (it always is) will be to remember to enjoy the journey, relish the relationships that come each day, take in the grand view, trust, leap, and joyfully shout WHEEEEEE! That's what I will be shouting inside as the procession begins.

And yes, remember to be grateful. Be grateful for all that has been and for all that is and for all that will be. Thanks be to God!







Monday, March 31, 2014

Sermon for Year A Lent 4

This is the sermon I preached on my first Sunday as Dean and Rector 
of the Cathedral Church of St. Paul, Burlington, Vermont.



From Darkness to Light

It is a long way from Asheville, North Carolina
to Burlington, Vermont.
961.5 miles.
My iPhone calculated that the drive would take 14 hours and 52 minutes.

It took me 14 days!
I guess I am a slow driver!

It really did take me 14 days 
but I stopped to see friends and family along the way
and I also spent 8 days in silent retreat at Eastern Point Retreat House
in Gloucester, Massachusetts.

Eight days of silence and prayer.
I needed that more than I knew.

And now
I am, yes! 
SO ready to talk!
I am SO ready to get to know you and to worship with you
and to do ministry with you! 

I am so grateful
to have been called as your Dean and Rector.
Thank you.
Thank you.

As I read and pondered the reading from 1 Samuel this week.
I could not help but think about the MDC--
the Ministry Discernment Committee.
Samuel is sent by God to find a new king for Israel.
Now finding a new king for Israel,
Especially when you are risking your life to do it,
Is, indeed, a bit more daunting thn finding a new Dean and Rector
but still,  a search is a search.

You don’t know whom you will find out there.
Whom does God have in mind?
Will the Holy Spirit really come through?

And God says to Samuel, 
don’t pick someone because of their outward appearance
or because they are tall.
(Don’t get me wrong--sometimes tall works out quite well—
just ask our Bishop!)

Essentially, God is telling Samuel to look deeper—
Use the vision of your heart.
Don’t jut use the vision of your eyes,
use the vision of your heart.

Samuel finds an unlikely new king--
even unlikely to Samuel--
because the one 
Samuel will anoint is the youngest son of Jesse.
In that time period and that place,
youngest sons never got picked for anything!




David, this youngest of the sons,
had been relegated to sit out in the fields with the sheep.
However we might romanticize it today,
being a shepherd was NOT a position of prestige.

And yes, indeed it is a bit ironic,
that after God told Samuel NOT to pick someone
because of their outward appearance
the scripture proceeds to tell us that David was ruddy 
and had beautiful eyes 
and was handsome.

Aside from this description,
David was in no way perfect.
David was too young, too small, too inexperienced
and had flaws that would almost do him in on occasion.
And yet, God saw in David something that most others—
did not see.

I hope this is true of me too.
Not that I have any aspirations to be a king and
I have no illusions that I am ruddy or handsome, 
young or small.
And I know, like all of us, I have my flaws.

But I believe that God’s heart-vision
Is very present in discernment.
You chose me
And I chose you
And God was behind, before, above, below and beside us all.
And still is.

But just as when David was picked from all his brothers,
my selection may have been a bit unexpected,
a bit of a surprise to some of you.

A woman? 
A Southerner?
Really?

Or as we might say in North Carolina,
Well, bless her heart!

The truth is there are fewer women Deans of Cathedrals
than there are women bishops in the Episcopal Church.
(and there aren’t many of those!)

So you--WE--are breaking some new ground together
here in Vermont at the Cathedral Church of St. Paul.
This is the first time in its history
that the Cathedral has selected a woman
as Dean and Rector.
That is exciting.
It also takes courage.
All new beginnings do,
all transitions do.
We will proceed courageously and joyfully—
Together. 

God often surprises us,
Acting in ways we don’t expect.
God is always moving us from darkness 
into light.

God is ALWAYS moving us from darkness into light.
God works to heal us from our own blindness.

In the story of Samuel and the anointing of David to be king,
people could not see, could not imagine, 
that someone young,
someone short,
someone with no prestige or power, not even in his own family,
someone who was a shepherd, for goodness sakes—
how could this person be a great leader?

But God surprises.
God works to show us a better way,
a clearer vision.

In the story in John’s gospel today,
Jesus heals a blind man.



Yes, there is a healing of a man who is physically blind.
But this story is about a much bigger,
much more predominant type of blindness.

To see more clearly God’s dream for us—
for us as individuals, for us as a community, for us as the world,
we need more light.

Jesus says over and over and over in scripture,
I am the light of the world.
The light of the world.
Jesus is not simply an energy efficient LED light bulb,
Jesus is the aurora borealis of light.
And we need that kind of light to really see 
and be healed of our blindness.

Like the story in 1 Samuel,
there are so many surprises and unexpected twists to this gospel story.
First of all,
the blind man did not come to Jesus and ask to be healed.
The gospel just says,
As Jesus walked along, he saw a man born blind.
No one is ever out of God’s sight.

And then the disciples—
the disciples—wouldn’t we think they would know better--
the disciples make the same terrible assumption
of most of their culture at the time
that if  someone has a disability or is suffering or is different
then they did something to deserve it.
They were sinners and were being punished.

But the disciples can’t make sense of this theology 
because this man was born blind.
What could he have possible done
if he has been this way from birth?



So they make the jump
(people often do)
to blaming the parents.

And Jesus essentially says,
Don’t be ridiculous.
Neither this man nor his parents sinned.
God’s beautiful work, God’s holy work,
is being revealed through the life of this man,
through the life of this man who is blind.

Jesus is very direct, so very, very clear about this.
Wouldn’t you think 
that by now--our world would have dropped
this flawed theology of blame and shame? 

It’s also a surprise that the blind man does not ask Jesus for healing.
There is certainly nothing wrong with asking God for healing—
I am a big proponent of prayer 
and learning to pray God, help ME, can be a challenge for some of us.
Not just a polite little prayer for generic help,
But help ME!

But the blind man doesn’t ask.
The blind man doesn’t even know who Jesus is at first.
Yet Jesus goes over and heals him.



Even if we can’t or don’t or won’t ask,
even if it has never crossed our minds to ask for healing,
God heals.

Sometimes in a literal physical way—
as the blind man in this story is healed—
and at other times the healing comes in very different 
but no less profound ways.

God is always moving us from darkness to light.
Away from the darkness of prejudice and hate and fear
into light.

Another twist of the story is that this man is a beggar.
This makes him doubly unworthy--blind AND a beggar.
Many would not see him as deserving of healing,
But God sees differently 
and God longs for us to see differently.
God sees with the heart.

So we have this wonderful healing miracle.
A little mud, a little spit,
The blind man does just as Jesus tells him,
he goes and bathes
In the waters of Siloam
And the man receives his sight.

We might expect that everyone would jump with joy at this healing.
But no.
You see, some people, are blind to the happiness and joy of others.
Like the Pharisees, sometimes we, too, bog down 
in the rules and regulations

Another wonderful twist to the story is the interrogation 
of the man who was healed of his blindness.
He doesn’t buckle under the pressure, 
He in no ways plays the victim his questioners desire him to be.
Perry Mason would put this once-blind man
on the witness stand in a heartbeat.

The blind man knows he has been healed
and now there is possibility in his life,
and now there is hope.

He says,
I was blind
Now I see.

Don’t we all long to be able to say those words--
I was blind, now I see?

The Pharisees pose a fascinating and very revealing question: 
SURELY WE ARE NOT BLIND ARE WE?
Surely not us?!!
There’s our question for the week.

Pray with that –
look in the mirror and ask, in all sincerity,
Surely, Jesus, surely I am not blind? 


Ask that question and then listen carefully.

This is not about physical blindness.
This is about the blindness that causes us to turn our heads
and choose not to see, not to care
when things are hard or difficult or just plain wrong.

This blindness is about the dark places in our lives and in our world
that we don’t even recognize---yet—
places in desperate need of light.
Darkness cast by fear and prejudice, 
greed and ignorance.

How is God trying to move you, to move me, to move us 
from darkness into light?
Where does our blindness 
need healing?

We are called, with God’s help,
to peel away the pall of darkness that binds us.
To let it go.

We are called to open our hearts and our lives and our world
to the light of justice and mercy.
and love.
That aurora borealis of light and love.
Always love.

Always love.