Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Psalm 145: Praise God!

I learned a few years ago that a good strategy for a speaker to get the attention of his listeners is to “hook” them into the talk, into the sermon, so what I’m going to do to get your attention is tell a joke.  It's a joke about relationships, so it's entirely appropriate for this occasion here today...

Here goes:

A husband and his wife were considering traveling to Alaska for a trip that the husband had long dreamed of taking. He kept talking about how great it would be to stay in a log cabin without electricity, to hunt moose, and drive a dog team instead of a car.

“If we decided to live there permanently, away from civilization, what would you miss the most?” he asked his wife.

She replied, “You.”

Apparently he didn’t get the memo: she’s not as excited about moving to Alaska as he is....


Introduction
Some of you may have heard of St. Augustine. Augustine was a Christian who lived in the 5th century, and he is known for a very beautiful quote. He said the following:

“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.” it’s a wonderful truth: “You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.”

This is a simple yet hard truth. We go through our lives searching for meaning, searching for something, someone, to complete us and bring fulfillment. And when we don’t find it, we become restless. The culture that we live in has a couple of answers for this restlessness, but the one that we perhaps encounter most often is to keep ourselves busy. We are told to do more, to be more, to buy more, to accomplish more, and on and on the list goes. In the end, though, our hearts remain restless. Until they meet God.

“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.”

We are made to admire, we are created to adore, we are created to be in awe of something, someone bigger than us, and according to the reading that we just heard, the Lord is the answer to our quest. Look no further. “Praise God. For he is great. For he is good. Let everyone praise the Lord.”

That’s how I would summarize our reading: I will praise God! For he is great! For he is good! Let everyone praise the Lord!

There are two points I’d like to briefly highlight with you today: the greatness of God, and the goodness of God. At the end I will try to put these two into the context of God’s kingdom, because it seems to me that this is what David had in mind hen he wrote the Psalm, but let me begin by focusing on the two points of the Psalm:

God’s greatness. And God’s goodness.


The Lord is Great
God’s greatness - his grandeur - is evident in the comprehensiveness of the world that we see and experience around us. God’s glory is revealed in creation: From the vast skies to the immense ocean; from the massive mountains to the still and serene prairies, from the jungles to the desert to the arctic, all of these places reveal to us the greatness of God. And this is just planet earth.

The place we call earth is a tiny planet, a speck, inside the Milky Way galaxy. So small is the earth, it can fit into the sun 960,000 times, and the sun is only one of hundreds of billions of stars in our galaxy. And that’s just one galaxy, our galaxy. I understand that as of today, there are around 100 billion galaxies. So, our galaxy is but a small neighbourhood, a “cul-de-sac” in the known cosmos.

This is the God that David is talking about in Psalm 145. I hope we get an idea about the vastness of God.

Let me continue.

Have you ever noticed how reliable the world that we live in is? Everything is ordered according to the seasons of the year, according to the seasons of life, according to the needs of the day. Nothing is left unchecked, unaccounted for. We experience the world as reliable, balanced, and generous. There is a regularity to the world - the sun comes up every morning (well not here on the west coast, but in pretty much the rest of the world it does), and goes down every night - an order that we can trust, and this equilibrium, this coherence, is what our Psalm today celebrates.

I want to stop here briefly and include marriage, what we’re celebrating here today - 50 years of life together - as part of this created order. Marriage provides a stability in our society that no other institution can match.

I recently went on a long prayer walk in Spain, and I met a guy from Germany there while on the walk, and as we got to talking, he lamented his failed marriage. “I’ve already lost my wife. Now I’m afraid of losing my two daughters too. I love them both so much”, he said.

Stability. Mom and dad: we are the fruit of your love, and we are blessed to have been nurtured, raised, and cared for by you. Well, I think for the most part. I don’t know what happened to Melanie and Ted....

God reveals himself to us, he blesses us and speaks to us, through the world that he has made. And the right response to this experience of the world that we live in is one of praise and gratitude.

Something very interesting if not obvious to us who read the Psalm in English is that it was written in a very particular way in the original Hebrew. Every verse begins with a successive letter of the alphabet, in sequence, from A to Z (verse 1 begins with the letter A, verse 2 with the letter B, verse 3 with the letter C, and so on and so forth, until the last verse, which begins with the letter Z). It seems that David must have had something very particular in mind when he wrote it: What do you think David was trying to accomplish when he wrote it this way?

I think David was trying to communicate meaning, order and beauty in a praise poem. He wanted to let us know that God created the universe, and there’s nothing that he missed: from A to Z, it’s comprehensive, complete, orderly, amazing, and meaningful. The order in this Psalm is but a small reflection of the greater coherence of God’s creation. That’s why he begins with awestruck amazement: “I will extol you, my God and King, and bless your name forever and ever.” (145:1).

God is great.


The Lord is Good
The second point I’d like to make is that God is good. Here we are referring to God’s faithfulness and loyalty: the Lord is “gracious and merciful”, patient, and “abounding in steadfast love” (145:8).

God cares for all of his creation, but his attention is directed especially towards people, and even more particularly, the weak and the needy. “The Lord upholds all who are falling and raises up all who are bowed down.” (145:14). The wording here is decisive and intentional: God’s heart breaks for those who are empty-handed, those who depend completely on Him.

I know that some people find this problematic: how can God love some more than others? But it’s not like that. God’s care for the vulnerable is similar to parents who pay special attention to one of their children when they are sick or when they need extra attention. They love all their children, but their hearts break for the ones who need it most. The difference is that we are flawed when we do it, but God isn’t. We don’t always see the full picture, but God always gets it right.

God cares for us, and he is near to us when we call upon him. In a world where the newspapers, tv, and the internet bombard us with messages of self-protection - fend for yourselves, look out for number one because it’s a dog-eat-dog world where only the fittest survive - God’s goodness confronts us with a radically different way of being, that of resting in him and asking him to provide for our needs.

He doesn’t promise to give us the perfect life - we’ve all experienced losses, I don’t want to take those for granted: but he does promise us a way through - not around, but through - difficulties. He asks us to trust him. He watches over us.

How blessed we have been in our family, when it comes to prayer! From a young age on, prayer has always been a part of our family life, and whenever I talk with my parents on the phone even now, they often end our conversations with “We always pray for you.” That’s a gift. And prayer is a part of our meals too: before a meal mom or dad usually says a few - sometimes many - words about what we’re celebrating, followed by a prayer...  What a blessing.

If you are down and out, wondering where you fit into this world: this is for you. If you have doubts and fears about your future: this is for you. If you have a past that haunts you and wont let you move forward: this is for you. If you’ve committed terrible mistakes and can’t forgive yourself: this is for you.

If your heart is restless, then know this: God is for you, not against you. God is for me. God is for us.


The Upside Down Kingdom
I’d like to now come back to the kingdom of God and then wrap things up. David describes his relationship with God as that of an admiring, awestruck servant in God’s kingdom: “I will [praise] you, my God and King. . . Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom...” (145:1, 13a).

Many years after this Psalm was written, we read in the gospel of Luke, that the angel Gabriel appeared to the virgin Mary and announced to her that she would conceive in her womb and bear a son, Jesus, and that the throne would be his, and he would reign forever, and of his kingdom there would be no end (Luke 1:31-33).

Mary, in complete spiritual poverty replied with the words that we all know: “Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.” (Luke 1:38). She too describes herself as his servant.

But what she said next is equally striking: “[God] has brought down the mighty from their thrones and exalted those of humble estate; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent empty away.” (Luke 1:52-53). Compare these words with David’s words: “The Lord upholds all who are falling and raises up all who are bowed down.” (145:14).

I don’t know if Mary had Psalm 145 on her lips when she responded the way she did, but her response seems to echo David here. The God of David - although he couldn’t have known it at the time - and the king that the angel Gabriel announced, converge in the person of Jesus Christ.

And the kingdom of God which David praises and looks forward to, is the same kingdom that Mary rejoices in at the annunciation. God’s everlasting kingdom is ushered in by Jesus Christ, and whenever our hearts are turned towards him, the kingdom of God is at work.

The unity of Scripture here is amazing. God’s greatness and his goodness reach their highest point in the person of Jesus Christ. He is the one who satisfies our restless hearts, because he is the one who made us, and because he is the one who now wants to renew our hearts and our minds, and in time, our bodies too. I think no one says it better than the apostle Paul.

Referring to Christ, he says, 6 “who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, 7 but emptied himself, by taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. 8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. 9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” (Phil 2:6-11).

Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, when we remember Jesus entering Jerusalem on the way to Golgotha. He rides on a donkey, and the people, crowding along the side of the road, wanting to get a glimpse of him, they shout out loud, rejoicing and praising God for the mighty works that they had seen: “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!” (Luke 19:36-38).

In the coming week we will journey through the Passion of Christ together: the Last Supper, the crucifixion, Christ’s death, and then finally, his resurrection.

My prayer is that this Easter would be a time when we can reflect on the glorious majesty, and the humble goodness of God. May our hearts find rest in him: Praise God. For he is good. For he is great. Let everyone praise the Lord.

Amen.
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This was my homily for this past weekend's 50th wedding anniversary of my parents. I hope that even in a small measure, their love for each other and God was kindled.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Questionmarks

I didn't go to church in the morning.  I've said my good-byes to my faith community here.  Instead, I hiked up the BCMC trail with my good friend Shane.  We always have good conversations that spark life within us, even though our tales often include elements of heartbreak and loss.

After the hike I returned to Abbotsford for a late lunch with family.  We reminisced about yesterday's anniversary celebration.  Mom kept saying how well I spoke, but she said it so often that I think she's trying to lift my animo.  She's definitely overcompensating.

Late afternoon I drove back to Vancouver and met up with Jennifer.  More bittersweet moments.  More joy mixed in with angst and uncertainty.

How I've missed her.  We got caught up on our lives, our journeys (literal and figurative).  We ate dinner at, where else, Al Watan.  We went for a long walk, from her apartment all the way around False Creek and then across the Cambie Street bridge and back to her apartment.  Throughout the evening, and especially during the walk, I did much talking.  I expressed my thoughts and ambitions to her clearly.

I know that she's not much of a talker.  That's what's so attractive about her.  She remained true to her character.  But this time around, her silence was different.  I wonder if it signified a more profound distance, a more pronounced alienation.

Tomorrow I return to Moose Jaw.  My heart is at peace currently, but I know that I will be anxious tomorrow come fly-time.

I'm not sure when we will see each other again.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

50 Years!

In the morning I managed to hike the BCMC (much to the chigrin of my worrisome mother: "You'll get injured", "You wont make it back in time for the celebration", etc etc...).

At 11am I had a haircut appointment.

Everything went according to plan.

Then at 4pm, the celebration started: 50 years of mom and dad.  The Lord is Great!






The program went off without too many glitches.  Come to think of it, there were no major glitches whatsoever.  Perhaps a shortage of humour (thanks to Dylan and Natasha there was a little humour anyways), perhaps a few off key musical pieces, but that's normal.

I spoke on Psalm 145, "The Lord is Great".  I have to admit, I'm questioning my suitability for speaking on this text.  I'm in a dark place personally, and wish I could "feel" more of the greatness of the Lord.  I "know" it cerebrally, but I don't "feel" it, at least not lately.  May the Lord have pity on me and lead me through this time.

But I'm so grateful for my parents.  They are an icon of the love of God for us: steady, unwavering, faithful, long-suffering, kind, generous, selfless, forgiving, loving.

Thank you Lord, for mom and dad.  I pray for their relationship.  May their love for each other continue to mirror the love that you have for us.  May their marriage continue to be a sacrament of your love for all, oh God.  Amen.


Saturday, March 23, 2013

Made It .. Just Barely!

This morning at 7 I woke up to another 20 cms of new snow on the ground.  It wasn't looking good.  There's a local company that shuttles passengers to the Regina airport, I thought maybe they would have a way of getting there despite the road closures, but no luck.

8am came, nothing.  More snow.  High winds.  Road closures everywhere.

9am, it stopped snowing.  Still, roads were closed.  I'm frantically studying maps, weather forecasts, news reports.

10am, still no news.  My flight is at 2pm.

10:20, and highway 1 opens, according to a local website.

I bundle up, grab all my stuff and race out the door.  Snow everywhere.  It took me about 15 minutes to "unearth" my car, but I eventually make it on the road.

Below are some of the scenes I encountered on my one-and-a-quarter-hour trip into the city.  At first, a jam-packed caravan along the highway.  Then, the separation of the sheep (slow drivers) and the goats (crazy drivers).  I rarely side with the slowpokes.  This time I did.

There was a fierce wind throughout the drive.  Visibility was not good at all.

Stranded cars and semis all along the highway.








Alas, here I am, in balmy Abbotsford.  The weather was a warm +9.  Cloudy, with the sun breaking in. 

Ralph and dad picked me up from the airport.  Great to see them both.

Tonight I just hung out with mom and dad.

Tomorrow I want to hike the Grouse Grind early in the morning, then get a haircut, before returning to Abbotsford for the anniversary.  I'm going to be speaking at it, on Psalm 145: Great is the Lord!

Friday, March 22, 2013

Snowed In

I'm supposed to be in BC for my parents' 50th wedding anniversary this upcoming weekend, but we've had a(nother) massive snowfall overnight, so the highways are closed and I was unable to catch my flight.  It's been nothing but snow here since my arrival two months ago!

I had to call the airline and tell them I'm unable to get to the airport.  They were generous enough to reschedule it for me for tomorrow.  That is, assuming the highways will be open by then!

I'm not going to deny that I'm disappointed to have missed the flight.  I just hope that tomorrow the roads'll be open.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Main And High

Yesterday early afternoon, after going to the gym, I went around the city, taking pictures.  Blistering cold and windy, but worth it.

These pics are from Main and High St.

The second picture shows the sun going down in the distance.  5:38pm.

My favourite picture is the fourth one: a pub, right beside the church.  I'll have to check it out soon.  The pub, of course...









Monday, March 18, 2013

White Stuff

People will probably think that the title refers to drugs or something, but I hate to disappoint them (you).  I'm talking about something that gives me a better high: snow.  I just love the stuff.

Here's me outside my apartment.  My new car is also in the picture.  I'm loving my new Jetta.


 Below is the soccer field.  No soccer anytime soon.


However, good news: I discovered an indoor sports centre in town with amazing soccer facilities.  Not only soccer, but there's a walking track around the field, and there's a very fine fitness centre too.  Costs for single workouts are a bit steep, but hey, in this weather, I'm not going to complain about having to pay premium to work out indoors.

It's -20 out.  Snowy.  Windy.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

More Wellwishes

Today's her birthday.

Last night I'd sent her a(nother) brief email.  Happy birthday.  Be well, be blessed.

By the time I woke up this morning she'd responded.  Also very brief.  Small talk.  Something about sharing pictures of our trip to Spain.

No thanks.

Monday, March 04, 2013

Wellwishes

Five days ago she returned from her trip around the world.  I sent her a very short welcoming email.  No response yet.

Hard days.  Extremely hard.  Soul pain is as painful, if not more so, than physical pain.  I'm convinced of it.

This morning I attended church.  Lovely liturgy.  Orthodox, too, which is hard to believe in the ACC.

On my way to church it was not snowing.  During church it was announced that a snowstorm would roll in any minute, and therefore, all evening services are cancelled.

Upon exiting, there was already 2cms of snow on the ground.  It must've started snowing pretty much as I arrived at church.

Being on foot, I eagerly walked through the main park of the city, thrilled with the fact that tiny little flakes of snow were all around me.  Bliss.  Lots of pictures.  Heaven.

And yet, upon arrival at home, boredom, sadness.  Crushing loneliness.

Still, the snow, as much as the liturgy of the church, lifted my spirit.

Be well, be blessed.



Saturday, March 02, 2013

Making My New Home

Tuesday this week my belongings arrived from Vancouver.

So far everything I've unpacked is in good order.  Nothing broken.

But my apartment is much smaller with all my stuff in it.  The place is smaller than the apartment on West 10th.

Not sure how I'm going to fit it all in.  My new couch, especially, is massive.  And the new chair too, big.  What was I thinking?

A good week at my new job.  But I'm eating less, losing weight.