Monday, September 23, 2013

Peter the Patron Saint of Tubthumping?

tub–thump·er:  a vociferous supporter (as of a cause) 

Are you a follower of Christ who feels like you can’t getting anything right? You try to follow Jesus, but get lost along the way? The harder you try the worse things get? You feel like you just keep falling down? And sometimes your not even sure what Jesus is talking about anyway?  Yeah. I’ve been there. We all have.

    When I feel like I’m failing at this discipleship thing, I think of eager, well-intentioned, bumbling Peter. He is amazing. He isn’t a model of perfection, impossible to emulate. Peter is a real person, flawed, unsure, unfaithful, but so ardent in his discipleship. What is amazing and inspiring about Peter is that he gets knocked down but he gets up again, nothing keeps him down.

Here’s a greatest hits of Peter: 
  • He proclaims Jesus as the Messiah, one of the first to say it out loud. Only to be told by Jesus soon after, “Get behind me Satan, you don’t know what you are talking about.” 
  • But Peter gets back up and enthusiastically tries to join Jesus for a walk on the water only to find himself sinking. Jesus has to reach down, pull him out of the water, and place him back in the boat. 
  • But Peter gets back up.  At the last supper Peter sincerely says, “I will follow you Jesus, even to death.” Only to deny him three times in the court yard during Jesus’ trial.  Peter abandons Jesus as he is executed. 
  • But Peter gets back up again and runs to the tomb when Mary reports that it is empty. He wants to see what has happened, but leaves more heartsick and confused than he was before. 
  • Peter gets back up and stays with the others. He is there when the risen Christ shows himself to them. Jesus speaks with them and the disciples rejoice at Christ’s presence... only to fearfully go into hiding.
  • You guessed it, Peter gets up again. In the book of Acts, several weeks after the Resurrection, Peter and his friends are still afraid, still hiding. The Holy Spirit descends upon those gathered and they begin to preach to the people in Jerusalem. When some begin to criticize the disciples, Peter stands as the leader, defends his friends, and shares the gospel message.

    When ever I think of Peter, I hear that 1997 Chumbawamba song, Tubthumping, just the refrain.
“I get knocked, down but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked, down but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down”

    Awesome and true story: My wife (at the time my girlfriend), who usually has wonderful taste in music, blew the speakers of her 1992 Mazda 323 listening to this song. (editor’s note: The author has no proof of this.)
                   
    Though he messes up, Peter keeps trying. He comes back to Jesus, again and again, and says, “Here I am. I am open to where you will lead me. Here I am. I am yours, because I know God has called me to a new life in you. Here I am.”
   
    Peter teaches us that not only don’t we have to be perfect disciples, but that we can’t be perfect disciples. To be a good disciple means that we realize that we will get things wrong, but we'll keep trying. Peter followed Jesus, made mistakes, trusted in God’s forgiveness, and tried to do better the next time. That is discipleship.

    Following Jesus, as we learn from Peter, is no easy thing, but it leads to a life worth living.  Following Jesus leads us to serve others, to show God’s love, to share our lives, and to have others share theirs with us.  What a wonderful gift to be able to help others know that they are loved and cared for, that new life is real and possible. We may not always get it right, but we are encouraged by Peter’s example.   

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

How Can We Speak Of God-- Using Biblically Expansive Language in Liturgy and Preaching

   How can we speak of God?  What can we say?  God is the creator of all that is seen and unseen.  God is beyond our comprehension, beyond our imagination, beyond our naming.  But we must say something of God.  For God is our guide, our friend, our constant.

    Speaking of God, naming God, describing God is not a simple thing.  We need only turn to the stories of the Bible to recognize this.  Jacob wrestles with God (or God’s messenger) all night.  He asks for a name only to be refused.  Moses has a conversation with a burning bush that calls him to lead Israel out of slavery in Egypt.  When Moses asks the obvious question, “Who shall I say is sending me?”  God responds with the ambiguous, “I am.”

    We learn from these stories that God is known, but never fully.  We learn from these stories that God is near, but too great to comprehend.  We can be left speechless in God’s presence, wondering if there is anything that can be said.

    More importantly, we learn from these stories that God calls people, and people respond. In responding people try to tell the story of the incomprehensible presence and grace of God. One way that God’s people have told the story is through the symbolic language of story and worship.
“While no merely human symbols can be adequate to comprehend the fullness of God, and none is identical to the reality of God. The symbols human beings use can be adequate for understanding, sharing, and responding to God’s gracious activity in the world since God has chosen to accommodate to humanity in self-revelation (Book of Order of the Presbyterian Church (USA), W-1.2002).”
    As a preacher I believe in the importance of the retelling of God’s salvation.  I understand that our language is unable to fully explain the work of God.  Though I know I can only tell in part, I try to tell something of the wonder of our God.

    I recently had a discussion about the language used in liturgy and preaching to tell the story of God’s salvation.  When the conversation turned to inclusive language, I was surprised by some people’s unwillingness to consider new ways of talking about God.  Inclusive language and images of God were topics we discussed at Louisville Presbyterian Seminary at length when I was there (I graduated in 1995, old right).  Elizabeth Johnson gave a speech summarizing her book She Who Is.  Several students and professors went to the “Re-imagining God Conference” in Minneapolis.  (I am sharing this to suggest my place in the discussion.)  I found myself listening, unsure of how to enter an old conversation.

    I must admit that I did leave that day’s discussion feeling sad for my three daughters.  Sad that there is still so much resistance about language and imagery for God.  Words have power.  The words we choose to use create images that remain with us.  The words we choose to use in liturgy and preaching when talking about God create a powerful image of God.  Our image of God impacts our faith, our actions, and our image of ourselves.  It follows that when we use predominantly or exclusively male language and imagery for God we damage our daughters.  We damage our daughters faith and their identity as children of God, created in God’s image.

What is the right way to speak about God? This is a question of unsurpassed importance, for speech to and about the mystery that surrounds human lives and the universe itself is a key activity of a community of faith. In that speech the symbol of God functions as the primary symbol of the whole religious system, the ultimate point of reference for understanding experience, life, and the world. Hence the way in which a faith community shapes language about God implicitly represents what it takes to be the highest good, the profoundest truth, the most appealing beauty. Such speaking, in turn, powerfully molds the corporate identity of the community and directs its praxis.
    Elizabeth A. Johnson. She Who Is. New York: Crossroad, 1992, p. 3–4

    This has forced me to examine the language that I use in liturgy and preaching.  I am very careful to use “inclusive” language.  I tend not to use male or female imagery, nor use male or female pronouns.  What I came to recognize is that while I use, what I think to be, “inclusive” language most of the time, the God that is being imagined through my liturgy and peaching is an idea, an abstract thought.  God is impersonal, not the Abba that Jesus invites us to call upon.  My words have limited the image of God to an abstract thought, which impacts the faith and witness of the congregation. I have limited my God language, and thus my image of God, because I have limited my definition of “inclusive” to mean non-gender specific.
     
    I have come to realize that I need to change my understanding of “inclusive,” or better yet start using Biblically expansive language when naming and speaking of God.  As we turn to scripture, especially Hebrew Scripture, we see a boldness, creativity and diversity of language when speaking of God that the Church and I as a preacher have lost and need to lay claim to.

    The “Directory of Worship” in the Book of Order of the Presbyterian Church (USA) has a section called “The Language of Worship,” which gives general guidelines on how we are to speak of God, inviting the Church to look to the Biblical symbols and language found in the Old and New Testaments.
In the Hebrew Scripture, as the people of God worshiped the Holy One, they used symbols out of human experience, speaking of God as creator, covenant-maker, liberator, judge, redeemer, shepherd, comforter, sovereign, begetter, bearer. From the world of nature they ascribed to God the character of rock, well-spring, fire, eagle, hen, lion, or light (Book of Order, W-1.2003).
While this list of symbolic words is more expansive than what I normally use in liturgy and preaching, it falls short.  The list leaves out imagery like: father, mother, mid-wife, king, teacher - that conjure God’s relational character.
    The Book of Order goes on to state that:
Jesus used Old Testament symbols and images to speak to and about God. He participated in the symbolic actions of Israel’s worship. In many cases, he personalized and gave new depth to the familiar symbols for God, especially as in his intimate use of Abba, Father. He spoke of himself in terms of many Old Testament symbols the good shepherd, Israel’s bridegroom, the Son of Man and intensified their meanings. He brought new meaning to current religious practices like almsgiving, baptism, and breaking bread. In daily life, Jesus took ordinary acts of human compassion healing the sick, feeding the hungry, washing feet and translated them into ways of serving God (Book of Order, W-1.2004 a).

 Again, this list enhances our understanding of the symbolic language used for and by Jesus, but leaves out much of Jesus own expansive language when speaking of God, especially in the parables; a woman searching for a coin, a shepherd searching for one lost sheep, a father waiting for a son, a land owner paying wages.

    Along with the loss of the expansive, imaginative God language found throughout the Bible, we have forgotten the language of the saints who have gone before us.
He who has promised us heavenly food has nourished us on milk, having recourse to a mother's tenderness. For just as a mother, suckling her infant, transfers from her flesh the very same food which otherwise would be unsuited to a babe (the little one actually receives what he would have received at table but the food conveyed through the flesh is adapted to the child), so our Lord, in order to convert His wisdom into milk for our benefit, came to us clothed in flesh. - St. Augustine
    As I read this quote from St. Augustine, and knowing there are others like it from other saints, I find myself uncomfortable.  As I read this quote I realize that it is this discomfort and fear of upsetting the congregation that has made it difficult for me to be more creative and expansive in my own language.  I play it safe by speaking of God in a non-gender specific way and my preaching suffers for it.  But not only my preaching, my relationship with God.  For I have imagined God as an impersonal being, when God is a relationship.  I have made God passive, when God is involved.  I have made God distant, when God is ever-present.

Could this be one of the problems facing the mainline, progressive Christian Church?  Have we created an impersonal, distant God when people so desperately need to hear the message of a God who is a:
    Strong mother God, working night and day,
    planning all the wonders of creation,
        setting each equation, genius at play:
    Hail and hosanna, strong mother God!

    Warm father God, hugging every child
    feeling all the strains of human living,
        caring and forgiving, till we’re reconciled;
    Hail and hosanna, warm father God!
            (Brian Wren, “Bring Many Names” 1988, revised 1993.
            Hope Publishing Company, Carol Stream, Il)

    The language we use in liturgy and preaching will be enhanced by the use and recognition of the variety and creativity of the biblical language and the Christian tradition.
The church shall strive in its worship to use language about God which is intentionally as diverse and varied as the Bible and our theological traditions. The church is committed to using language in such a way that all members of the community of faith may recognize themselves to be included, addressed, and equally cherished before God. Seeking to bear witness to the whole world, the church struggles to use language which is faithful to biblical truth and which neither purposely nor inadvertently excludes people because of gender, color, or other circumstance in life (Book of Order, W-1.2006 b). 
    As I write this I pray that my language and imagery in preaching can become as bold and imaginative as the Biblical witness.  It is the creativity and availability the Biblical language of God that makes it relevant today.

Monday, July 22, 2013

A Letter to Mary Magdalen

Dear Mary Magdalen,

Greetings in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord.

In my readings I have met some of the greatest Christian theologians, philosophers, writers, and preachers of all time.  Many of these greats have written about the art of preaching and have many of their spiritually inspiring sermons published.  Among these greats I feel compelled to write you.

I am writing you as part of a class I am taking in preaching.  We are to write a great preacher from the past.  So it may seem odd that I am writing you since we have only one record of your preaching and you didn’t write any theological treatise on the form and function of preaching.  

I write you because, your story is amazing and you are an inspiration to all of us who dare proclaim the good news of Christ risen.  Your devoted service to, and love for Jesus after your healing has been shared with me in story and song.  I have heard of you providing for Jesus as he ministered in Galilee, you staying close to him during his horrific death when others had abandoned him, your desire to care for his body in the tomb, and your faithfulness in the face of your own fears and the ridicule of Peter and the others to proclaim the good news - “Jesus is risen!” 

Though some would try to silence your witness as a women by making you the great repentant whore or the exception to the rule of who is allowed to preach.  You are the Apostle to the Apostles and your legend has grown.  I imagine you comforting and teaching the early church.  I find myself dreaming of you taking the gospel message to modern day France.  I can see you, in your faithfulness and strength, sharing your message with those who would listen and those who would ridicule and insult you.

I chose to write you because in you I see clearly what Augustine (maybe you have met him, he didn’t have the highest opinion of women when he was with us) meant that “the Christian teacher cannot be persuasive, however, unless his/her (my addition) life proclaims what his/her preaching does (Concise Encyclopedia, p. 193).”  In my class we call this the “Preaching LIfe.”  Our whole life is witnessing to Jesus Christ risen.  You are the epitome of the “Preaching LIfe.”  You, who was given a new life in your healing, lived new life by ministering to Jesus, witnessed new life in Jesus’ rising from the dead, offered new life to those around you in your proclamation of the good news.

As I imagine you traveling those many miles, you must have faced a great deal of resistance.  Resistance to a message that is foolishness.  Resistance to a stranger in strange lands.  Resistance to a woman preaching.  I wonder how you were able to carry on in the face of so much resistance. 

I am the pastor of a small “progressive” congregation.  We try to be an inclusive community that recognizes the gifts that each person brings to the community of faith. We believe that all followers of Jesus Christ should be able to serve the church in all capacities regardless of gender, age, race, or sexual orientation.  We believe in the radical and inclusive love of Jesus Christ.  Mary, your relationship with Jesus, a scandal to many, is an example of this radical and inclusive love we feel compelled to preach.

But our voice is drowned out by the accusations of unfaithfulness to God’s “natural plan,” unfaithfulness to the gospel, and heresy.  Accusations often made against women and minorities.  Accusations that were made against you.  I find myself discouraged by the resistance to the message of the radical love and new life that Jesus Christ offers.  I am discouraged by the hatred that is proclaimed in the name of Jesus, from “God hates fags” to “God will bless you with material wealth if you believe in him.”  I am discouraged by the resistance of those to whom I preach.  I am discouraged by my own resistance and do not feel that I live up to Augustine’s ideal of the preacher’s words and life matching.  I sometimes wonder, “Why keep preaching?”

Dearest Mary, what kept you going?  How did you overcome the ridicule?  How did you overcome the attempts to keep you in your place?

I ask you because you did overcome. You are the one the risen Christ chose to show himself to. You are the Apostle to the Apostles.  I give thanks to God for your strength and your continuing witness - “Jesus is risen!”

In Christ’s peace,

Your brother,

Robert Hagel

Monday, April 22, 2013

Stepping Out of the Picture

The Hagels (minus our oldest)
It dawned on me a couple of weeks ago that I have a big family. I have never really noticed, it’s just my everyday life. Its not that I don’t know that we are a big family. People like to remind me regularly. They say things like, “You have how many kids?” or “You know what causes that, right?”

But then, I happened to be looking at a picture of us and thought, “Wow that’s a big family!” I looked at the picture in a different way, like an outsider. I stepped out of myself, out of the picture and looked. I saw things in a new light. I have a lot of kids!

This Lent I wanted to take some time to step outside of myself, to get out of the picture, and take a look at who I am as a person of faith. I made a commitment to take a step back and look at my call as a pastor. What am I doing? What does it mean for me to be a follower of Jesus?

I talked with friends about their call. I asked about how they practice their faith. I listened to them tell me of the biblical images and stories that help them understand what God has called them to do and be. It was awesome to hear people talk deeply and passionately about faith and life. (I plan to continue to ask people about where and how they hear God calling them. It’s fun. You should try it!)

But, the most fruitful moment in my quest for understanding who I am as a disciple of Christ came when I was least expecting it. I am a doctor of ministry student at Aquinas Institute of Theology, taking an elective class at Eden Seminary. We were discussing narrative theology and interpretation, basically Christianity and Judaism are faiths formed by story. As believers, we engage the story of our ancestors through our lives and our own stories. During the discussion, one of my classmates, Buck Cueni-Smith (a Methodist minister from the Lake of the Ozarks) lead us in an exercise to help us understand narrative interpretation. While the exercise achieved that, more importantly it helped me begin to better define my call as a follower of Christ.

Buck invited us to write a commercial or mission statement for our ministry in four steps.

Step 1.      What is your earliest memory?

Step 2.      What is your favorite Bible story or passage?

Step 3.      How does your life story connect to the biblical story and how might these two
                 stories inform your ministry?

Step 4.    Write a statement about how this informs your ministry.

Here is mine:

Step 1. My Story:
    I was three when my 10 year old sister, Maria, died. I remember the funeral. My mother holding me in her arms. I didn’t really understand what was happening, just that I wouldn’t see Maria again. And I remember the safety and love I felt in my mother’s arms.

Step 2. The Biblical Story:
    People were bringing children to Jesus so that he would bless them. But the disciples scolded them. When Jesus saw this, he grew angry and said to them, “Allow the children to come to me. Don’t stop them! For God’s kingdom belongs to people like these children. I assure you whoever doesn’t welcome God’s kingdom like a child will never enter it.” Then he hugged the children and blessed them. (Mark 10:13-16)

Step 3. The Intersection:
    In my mother’s arms I was held and blessed and shown God’s love for me.
    In Jesus arms the children were welcomed, held, blessed, and loved.

Step 4. My Mission Statement:
      Welcoming, holding, blessing that others know God’s loving embrace.

I encourage you to try it yourself. It’s good to step out of the picture once in awhile to get a good look at your life and where God is calling you.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Inviting God in Changes Everything

      
        A couple of weeks ago, my wife Kate and I celebrated the one year anniversary of a very special trip to New York City. In March 2012 Kate and I went with our neighbors, Charlie Robin and Al Fischer, to New York City. Kate nor I had been to New York before and we were excited to see the sights, but we were there for so much more. We were invited by our friends to celebrate their twentieth anniversary by participating in their wedding in Central Park.
    
        Some people refuse to recognize the love these two share for one another and want to refuse them the rights of marriage. Some of these people are OK with Charlie and Al, as long as they remain “partners,” maybe being OK with a civil union, or for those uncomfortable with even that, just “good friends.” Those that would refuse Al and Charlie the right to marry, cannot bear the thought of them using the terms “married” or “husband.” The words we use to talk about same sex couples, the way Charlie and Al are identified as “partners” or “good friends” got me thinking. You see “partner” or “good friend” does not do justice to the life and relationship that Al and Charlie share. They are more than good friends, who like to hang out on the weekends. They are more than partners, engaged in some contractual obligations.

        The 20 years they have spent together is proof that they are more, and they deserve to be recognized as more to one another. Their relationship is more than a good friendship, more than a contractual obligation. From March 9, 2012 onward, we and the state of New York, recognized this relationship as a marriage and Charlie and Al as husbands.

        Marriage is more than a piece paper, more than a contract, more than a governmental stamp of approval, more than a religious ceremony. Marriage is a covenant between two people with God in the midst of it all. A covenant is not a contract, a contract asks, “What can I get out of this relationship?” a covenant asks “What can I give to this relationship?” A contract looks out for the self, a covenant looks out for the other. Before March 9, 2012 Charlie and Al were committed to one another, but now they are covenanted to one another. They invited God into their relationship and promised to give themselves entirely to one another.

        This selfless and self-giving love that Charlie and Al have promised themselves to, is an example of the love that Christ calls the Church into. Their life together and their promises are a witness to the love God has shown us in Jesus Christ. I say this because when we are free to give ourselves completely to another in marriage, we become freer to give ourselves to our neighbors. Marriage does not shield us from the world, but calls us out into the world. When supported and loved by another we are more likely to support and love those around us.

        Charlie and Al are wonderful examples of this. Their love for one another has allowed them to grow in their love for others. I see this every time they come to my house to share a hug with my kids, just so the little ones all know that they are loved and adored. I witness this in the many friends and family welcomed into their home, and I am in awe as I write this remembering all of those in attendance who have been embraced by these two wonderful, loving men.

         photo by Michael Appleton for The New York Times
       
        It was supposed to be a simple, quiet ceremony with me as the officiant and Kate as the witness, but things changed quickly when Al lost two jobs over this celebration of Charlie and Al’s commitment and love for one another. The St. Louis Post-Dispatch ran a story that was picked up by the Washington Post and the New York Times. The simple expression of love that was planned became a full on production. On March 9, 2012, a cold and windy afternoon, Charlie and Al were married, with me and Kate, a few of their friends from New York, curious onlookers, and several members of the media (including a New York Times reporter and photographer), in attendance. It was a wonderful day.

        The promises Al and Charlie made one year ago to celebrate their 20 years together, won't change the way many of us look at them, but I know it will change the way Charlie and Al look at one another, talk about one another, and experience one another. Before they had made a commitment, now they are in covenant. Before it was Charlie and Al, but with these promises they invite God into their relationship. And that changes everything.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Missing

I know the blog has been neglected the last couple of weeks. I'm working on my doctorate in preaching and I had my final intensive (which was especially intense) and now I'm attending the Presbyterian Church (USA) Stewardship Conference. 
I will be back posting soon. In the meantime here is a video from my preaching project I turned in last week.


Thursday, February 21, 2013

Unrequited Love

We’ve heard the story before, its the plot of every ’80’s teen movie I ever watched - the outsider boy falls for the popular girl; pines for her from afar; creates a scheme to get her to notice and fall in love with him; against all odds, it works; outside pressures drive them apart; only to have the two seemingly star-crossed lovers end up together before the credits role.

This is God’s story. It all started with Adam and Eve. And then God, the outsider, still pining for our love makes a promise with us through Abraham and Sarah.

Taking Abraham outside God says, “Look at the sky and see if you can count the stars. That’s how many descendants you will have.” (Genesis 15:5, Contemporary English Version)

 Only the credits haven’t rolled just yet, and humanity continues to play hard to get. God continues to dream up ways for us to fall in love with God, even coming as Jesus Christ, "God with us." The story of God’s unrequited love for humanity continues.

As I hear God speak these words to me, “Look at the stars.” I hear Coldplay’s song Yellow playing in the background.




Look at the stars 
Look how they shine for you 
And everything you do 
Yeah, they were all yellow 

I came along 
I wrote a song for you 
And all the things you do 
And it was called 'Yellow' 

So then I took my time 
Oh what a thing to've done 
And it was all yellow 

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones 
Turn into something beautiful 
D'you know? You know I love you so 
You know I love you so 

I swam across 
I jumped across for you 
Oh what a thing to do 
'Cause you were all yellow 

I drew a line 
I drew a line for you 
Oh what a thing to do 
And it was all yellow 

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones 
Turn into something beautiful 
D'you know? For you I bleed myself dry 
For you I bleed myself dry 

It's true Look how they shine for you 
Look how they shine for you 
Look how they shine for 
Look how they shine for you 
Look how they shine for you 
Look how they shine 

Look at the stars 
Look how they shine for you 
And all the things that you do 

So, look out your window. God is holding a boombox, Say Anything style, playing a love song for you now, waiting for you to respond...