Salvation Story: Saved For…

Saved from Death.
Saved from Sin.
Saved from Self.
Saved from Meaninglessness.
Saved from Hell.

And since this is the last sermon in this series, perhaps some of you are thinking, Thank God, we are saved from another sermon by Reverend Eric about being saved.

I hope that after five weeks of wrestling with salvation – with what salvation meant for the early followers of Jesus Christ and with how the ideas about salvation have carried forward into today’s world – your appreciation for this rich, theological idea has grown, been challenged and, more importantly, that you are inspired to continue to be saved from death, sin, yourself, meaninglessness and from Hell.  We have heard a great deal from Paul’s letters about salvation in this sermon series.  Today’s reading from his letter to the Romans is the culmination, the endpoint and the main point, for Paul’s understanding of salvation found in Christ. 

Paul writes to the church in Rome, “For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”  Did you catch how Paul began this list of his?  Paul starts with, “neither death,” the place where he began in his earliest letter where he wrote about salvation to the Thessalonians.  And then Paul keeps adding to the list of those things that cannot separate us from God’s saving grace.  Ten things on Paul’s list.  (Just to think I could have preached a ten-part sermon series.)  “For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Nothing nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from being saved.  AND, this begs the question: If we are saved FROM everything, then what are we saved for?  If God is for us, then we are saved for…?  I have dropped some not-so-subtle hints in each of the sermons these past five weeks.  Along the way I have talked about pronoun usage.  If God is for us, then we are taken care of and we can stop worrying about us.  Me, myself and I?  We’re good.  Now, how about the second person singular and the second person plural, you and the others, and the third person singular and the third person plural, he/she/they/them?

The point of being saved is not to become a follower of Jesus and be able to say, “I am a Christian.”  That’s already taken care of.  In fact, the point of being saved is not to become a “Christian” but to become Christ-like.  There is a story of a young person seeking to evangelize an old and wise monk in a Greek monastery.  The young person comes up to the monk and introduces themselves saying, “I am a Christian.”  And before they could say anything else the monk replied, “Already?

That sort of puts one in their place.  And we need that as people who call ourselves, “Christian.”  To be reminded that the way of Jesus is a journey and not a destination.  Just as Paul is convinced that nothing can separate us from the love of God, I am also convinced that we don’t really believe that that is true.  How so?  Well, we keep thinking and believing and acting…small.  Most Christians think that being called a “Christian” and being a disciple and follower of Christ is what being a Christian is all about.

And, that is the first step.  Once you see the resurrected Christ in the garden where it all begins outside the tomb, we are told to return to Galilee, where the story of Jesus all began.  Why?  Not to read it again as one of the disciples.  You did that the first time through to become a disciple.  Now, read the story again to do what Jesus did; to become Christ-like.

Take the only miracle story that appears in all four gospels.  Yes, of all the miracles and stories about Jesus’ ministry, there is only one that is found in all four gospels.  The feeding of the five thousand.  What happens?  The people have been following Jesus all day.  It’s supper time.  The people are hungry and tired.  The disciples say to Jesus, “Send them away for they are hungry.”  And Jesus replies, probably with a roll of his eyes, “You give them something to eat.”  But we don’t have anything.  And what happens?  Bread and fish make a meal.  Okay, okay.  This is our first time through your story, Jesus, we understand. 

What happens the next time we go through the story?  What role do you see yourself in the second time through?  Or is there a third time and a fourth time?  At what point do we see and learn that we are supposed to be like Jesus and BE the ones to give them something to eat?  Jesus tells us, “YOU give them something to eat.”

To do what Jesus did.  To become Christ-like.  That’s the saved for! 

Our Bible study group is wandering through the Book of Acts and we are reading about how Peter and Paul and others “get it” and do what Jesus did.  They go to those in need.  They eat with them.  They heal them.  They resurrect them.  We are called to do the same thing for…them.  And it grieves me that the rapid decline in Christianity in the West, in the United States, is not due to the demonic forces keeping people away from the love of God.  We know, from Paul, that that can’t happen.  It grieves me that we have made the Christian faith so…small…and personal…and selfish…and most people see right through that in this day and age.

We are not saved for…us.  We are saved for…everything and everyone else.

What then are we to say about these things? – Romans 8:31

God who cried pain
into the universe from the cross
and who,
after breaking yourself apart
at the very beginning of time
pealed to the heavens, "I AM,"
and who,
after finishing the early work of creation
declared, "It is good!"
make the words in our mouths
so we may say
something
about these things
that make heaven on earth
...intricate and awkward and grim.
Amen.

Salvation Story: Saved From Hell

Oh, my!!!

And here I thought that throwing in this extra week in our Salvation Story about being Save From Hell would be “easy” and “fun”… This message has been Hell to create.

Why? Maybe because I am now keenly feeling the Hell of what my life is like during this pandemic? Maybe it’s because I, like most people in this day and age, don’t believe in a Hell after we die. Dante’s nine circles of Hell that he wrote about in the 14th-century don’t really resonate with me and my enlightenment thinking in the 21st-century. And, I don’t have to look very hard today to see the Hell on earth that we human beings have created for ourselves and for each other.

Maybe this has been so hard because the Hell on earth right now is so…very…Hell-ish. I hope we are all honest with ourselves and even more than that, really taking the time to look out on a creation that is groaning with labor pains – which Paul writes about – a creation waiting…for us.

And I find that helpful. Paul is working with the metaphor found in Genesis where by eating from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil Adam and Eve set this mess in motion. God cursed the ground because of their action. It is this ground that is groaning according to Paul. And oh how we hear the groans because we now know good and evil. We know Hell. And it is here.

Several years ago I wrote a weekly religion column for the Noblesville Daily Times.  Every week a word or two on something religious, ethical and/or philosophical.  And then every Monday I would have at least one maybe two emails in my inbox telling me that I was going to Hell.  Some were nicer than others whereby the sender indicated that they would be praying for my soul.  I suppose I should be grateful for her or his pray but then I got to thinking about the sheer audacity and arrogance of someone thinking that her or his prayer could save my very soul.  Tell you what God can handle the endpoint for my soul without your prayer.  So, I wrote a column about that thought and guess what…

I wrote a column suggesting that some biblical practices condemned as sinful were more about the times and cultures of that tie than about morality and God’s will.  Guess what?

An aside: Isn’t it interesting that those who seem to be the most vocal and most sure about the soul of another going to Hell also carry with that judgment the idea that her or his soul is headed in the more upwards direction?  I could guess what my inbox would contain if I wrote a column reflecting upon that observation…

If the number of messages in an inbox saying, Go to Hell, is indicative of one’s chance of actually going to Hell, well…Hello, Hell!

Hello, Hell. Which brings me to Eric’s Helpful Hints to Hold-off Hell. And I use the words hold-off as way to say avoid with an H-word so I could gain some rhetorical power with alliteration in my title, “Helpful Hints to Hold-off Hell.”

First, remember my first sermon to you where I said, “Hello!” And I indicated what happened when you drop the “o” from “Hello”? Hint number one: Always say, “Hello.” When you don’t you create Hell.

The next seven hints come from Christian tradition beginning with the 4th-century desert father, Evagrius Ponticus, who was the first to enumerate what became known as the Seven Deadly Sins. It’s a good list. A great list.

And as I quickly run through this list keep in mind that these seven deadly sins come out of seven basic needs of the human being. Those needs become sins, deadly sins, when we make those needs all-consuming. When we become addicted to a particular need. Or when we become blind to the effects our needs are having on those around us.

With that said, here’s the list:

Lust
Gluttony
Greed
Sloth
Anger
Envy
Pride

As I say that list once again, which of them creates a bit of heat under your seat.

Lust
Gluttony
Greed
Sloth
Anger
Envy
Pride

Lust. Uncontrolled desire. Physical. Sensual. Spiritual. So very much a hallmark of our consumer-driven society. How difficult has it been for you to be holed up at home unable to go out and shop? Lust.

Gluttony. How much stuff do you really need to be a human being that lives for the sake of other human beings? I would suggest that we are not gluttons for punishment. We are gluttons of stuff.

Greed. Gimme. Gimme. Gimme. Sure we all need the basics. But some need more. And worse. Some need what others have.

Sloth. I am so lazy I am not even going to take the time to explain sloth. Back to my video game.

Anger. It’s that reptilian response of fight type anger that is dangerous. I have shared before how in our study of Joy with the Dalai Lama and with Archbishop Tutu how important it is to create space and time between a stimulus that…creates anger…and our response. It’s the immediate response that is dangerous and destructive.

Envy. The classic example of Cain killing Abel. Somehow we get it in our minds that God loves another more than God loves us and WATCH OUT, malice is soon to follow.

And finally, Pride. The BIG ONE. Throughout Christian history Pride has always had the pride-full place of being number one on the list of the seven deadly sins. Oh, how pride conceals itself so very, very well. I am not racist. I earned my living. I pulled myself up by my own bootstraps. I deserve what I have. I worked hard for my way of life. AND, my way of life and my religion and my sense of well-being is right. And, here is a real sneaky one: God has blessed me. I don’t often quote from America’s first and foremost fire-and-brimstone preacher, Jonathan Edwards, but he puts pride in it’s place 400 years ago when he says, “Remember that pride is the worst viper that is in the heart, the greatest disturber of the soul’s peace and sweet communion with Christ; it was the first sin that ever was, and lies lowest in the foundation of Satan’s whole building, and is the most difficultly rooted out, and is the most hidden, secret and deceitful of all lusts, and often creeps in, insensibly, into the midst of religion and sometimes under the disguise of humility.” Oh, my…sweet, sublime Rev. Edwards, grandfather of Aaron Burr, who ironically, was unable to realize IN HIS PRIDE that the world was wide enough for Hamilton and I.

Interestingly enough, pride, the most difficult to root out, the most hidden, secret and first sin, is right in front of us, looking at us in the mirror in which we are looking at ourselves. When we look in that mirror and see me, myself and I, or when we look in that mirror with others and see us, ourselves and we, how quickly we create Hell. Or, how quickly we go to Hell.

Believe it or not. There is a simple way – which is a theological way of saying, A very difficult way – to avoid Pride as a deadly, deadly sin. And it also works for the other deadly sins. And that is, my high school English teacher would love me for this, Pronoun Usage. If in your Facebook posts, and conversations with those around you and in your neighborhood and your community, you are using me, myself, and I and using us, ourselves and we, pause. Is that who God is seeing and loving and pouring out compassion upon?

Sometimes I point out that Jesus lived and died to show us proper pronoun usage and to give us one helluva chance to stay out of Hell. Jesus was constantly for the Other; healing, teaching, feeding and eating and drinking with the other. Jesus died not for himself but for everybody else. God so loved the world. And I may approach a bit of heresy here – and my email inbox will probably fill up – but we turned what Jesus did for Others into believing that Jesus did whatever Jesus did…for US. When Jesus was giving us an example, his very way of life AND his very life, to show us how to bring heaven here on earth for the other by living and dying for the other. And we turned that into having faith that Jesus died for us to save us from Hell.

Is it any wonder that spiritual master after spiritual master all say that when she or he dies they want to go to Hell? The Dalai Lama and Archbishop Tutu say that very same thing in the Book of Joy. Because the compassionate and loving response to the gift of life is always to go to where there is no life. If there is Hell on earth, go and work to bring heaven to that place on earth. And then in death, if there is Hell in Hell, to go to Hell and save everyone.

I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory about to be revealed to us. – Romans 8:18

You,
Who suffered on the cross
- some say for our sakes, for my sake -
and died.
Tell me how the point of a nail
through the wrist
compares
to my demon's daily grind and grinding
of this present time
which followed the grind in the present time of a moment ago
and, if all Hell doesn't break loose,
will be followed by the grind in the next moment in time?
A comparison with future glory is necessary
to keep considering
the sufferings of this present time.
Amen.

Salvation Story: Saved From Meaninglessness

We are all familiar with the story of Alice in Wonderland; if not the book titled Through the Looking Glass, then with the Disney movie version Alice in Wonderland.  Alice follows a strange rabbit who keeps looking at his timepiece declaring, “I’m late.  I’m late for a very important date!”  Following this strangely dressed creature, down the rabbit hole Alice goes!  She encounters all sorts of strange creatures.  “Curiouser and curiouser!” cries Alice.  “Dear, dear!  How queer everything is to-day!  And yesterday things went on just as usual.”

The story of Alice is a story about meaning.  The unexpected appearance and disappearance of the Cheshire Cat appears to be meaningless.  In the field of mushrooms, she is asked by the Caterpillar, “What do you mean by that?  Explain yourself!”  In the final scene, a judgment scene, Alice stands before the king and queen of hearts.  The Queen, uninterested in anything Alice has to say, declares, “Off with her head!”  Alice replies, “No, no.  That’s not what I mean.”  And then the tiny little king jumps in and happily declares, “If there’s no meaning in it that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn’t try to find any.”  Eventually the house of cards collapses in silliness and Alice finds her way back to her own world, as if no time at all has passed by. 

“If there’s no meaning it,” declares the King, “then that saves a world of trouble.”  Think about it.  The king gets it backwards.  For him, the lack of meaning saves.  How easy it is to be king when, if no matter what you do, or do not do, there is no meaning.  That makes ruling an empire pretty easy.  If what you say as king rules the day, then you are accountable to no one but yourself.  And, to heck with all of your subjects, even if they are all just cards to be played and ordered about.

I describe this courtroom scene and the role of the king and queen of hearts because THIS is the type of kingdom, or empire, that the people of Jesus and Paul’s time lived in.  They were at the mercy of the powers-that-be.  Cards to be ordered about as slaves and serfs and workers.  All of their meaning came from Caesar and from the minions under Caesar: governors, Pontius, tax-collectors, centurions, and temple priests.  Rise with the sun.  Do your appointed work.  Eat if there was food.  And collapse into sleep when the sun went down.  Everyone in their place.  No interaction between free and slaves beyond commands of, “Do this!” or “Do that!”  No interaction between Gentiles and Jews.  Women knew their place and could speak only when spoken to.  The culture of the Roman Empire and the culture of the religious community at that time was Law.  And it was the Law that provided meaning to everyone.

Into this environment comes a man, short of stature, a bit ugly, and slow of speech, who brings a radical message.  A message of salvation!  Of salvation from the power and control of the Empire’s meaning-making systems. 

NRS Galatians 3:23 Now before faith came, we were imprisoned and guarded under the law until faith would be revealed. 24 Therefore the law was our disciplinarian until Christ came, so that we might be justified by faith. 25 But now that faith has come, we are no longer subject to a disciplinarian, 26 for in Christ Jesus you are all children of God through faith. 27 As many of you as were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ. 28 There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.

“You don’t have to live like this,” Paul declares.  “There is a better way.  The Way of Christ!”  Imagine the thoughts of those 1st century folks who heard Paul’s message for the first time.  Scratching their heads, looking at each other, saying, “What in the world does this mean?”

It is hard for us in the 21st-century modern world, especially in America where WE are free.  Free to do what we want, when we want to do it.  Free to make our meanings.  While this message of salvation may not sound so significant today, I say that it is this very message of salvation that was THE most powerful message of salvation for those 1st century people.  And while it doesn’t sound too subversive today, once Paul’s listeners figured out what Paul meant when he said, “We are no longer subject to the disciplinarian,” then, my guess, is that eyebrows were raised, maybe some eyes began to twinkle, and fear…fear grew in the hearts and minds of those listeners.  Because they knew who and what the disciplinarian was and what happened to those who didn’t listen to the discipline of the Law of the land.

Paul never let his congregations forget about the disciplinarian.  Paul declared over and over again, “We preach Christ crucified!”  Notice Paul didn’t say, “We preach Christ crucified for us!”  No.  Paul preached, “Christ crucified,” to constantly remind his followers that it was the disciplinarian, Caesar and Rome, the priests in power and the Temple-system, those who followed the Law, that crucified Christ.

Paul preached and wrote letters to the people in the capital cities of Roman provinces.  He preached to the poor, urban folk.  Mostly to slaves and serfs, occasionally to people with a bit more power.  These folks were helpless.  Their lives had no meaning.  So to get us into their sandals, let me try and place Paul’s message into our lives today. 

Into Kokomo or wherever you may reside strolls Paul.  He gathers us around him and begins talking.  “People of Kokomo, let me tell you of a Way where you can live meaningful lives.  But before I do that, let me tell you where meaning does NOT come from.  It does not come from the lawmakers in Washington, D.C.  It does not come from the preachers and pastors in the houses of worship.  It does not come from the rich and the powerful.  It does not come from the talking-heads on television, on the radio, or on the internet.  It does not come from political slogans or from advertising jingles.  It does not come from all the distinctions that are made by the American way of life that separate the haves from the have-nots, the men from the women, the white collar workers from the blue collar workers, the rural folks from the urban dwellers, the elderly from the eternally young nor the black from the white nor the yellow from the red.  Meaning is not born in Hollywood nor financed by Wall Street. 

“You do not need to be subject to these laws and the disciplinarian that seems to control this web that you are caught in.”  And then Paul shifts direction with a smile of deep care and love on his face.  “In Christ, there is a still more perfect way.  There is no longer Jew or Greek, Muslim or Christian, there is no longer slave or free, Mexican or American, there is no longer male and female. there is no longer black or white or red or yellow; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.”  A radical message.  Yes?  Just as radical today as 2,000 years ago.

What meaning do we take away from this for our lives today?  For me it’s pretty simple.  We are ALL God’s creatures.  We are ALL loved by God.  No one more loved by God.  No one less loved by God.

So what are we to do with this message today?  Paul’s letter to the Galatians is his nastiest letter of all of his letters that we have in scripture.  Remember the line: “You foolish Galatians!  Who has bewitched you?”  And my favorite line: “I wish those who unsettle you would castrate themselves!”  Paul is really upset because the Galatians are falling back into the ways of the Law, being controlled by the powers-that-be of Rome and Temple, being manipulated by The Matrix. Influenced and cajolled Fox News and Fake News. Satisfied with $1,200 while corporations reaped 84% of all COVID relief funds. Willing to accept a level of death and casualties so long as we can go on living our way of life.

So what do we do to free ourselves?  Remember Paul’s words from last week? “For you were called to freedom, brothers and sisters; only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for self-indulgence, but through love become slaves to one another.”  He goes on, saying the very same thing that Jesus said just a few years before, “For the whole law is summed up in a single commandment, ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’”  And how do we act out this love for each other and for our neighbor?  Paul finishes his letter to the Galatians with this simple instruction: “Bear one another’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.”

So how does Christ save us from a life of meaninglessness?  How do you feel when you relieve another person of a burden?  How do you feel when you touch the life of another, even in some small way?  How do you feel when you serve a need of a person with many needs?  A family member.  A church member.  A neighbor.  A stranger.  An enemy?  Elie Wiesel, holocaust survivor and Nobel Prize winner, writes, “It is in combating the suffering of others that we find meaning in our own.” I end with Paul’s closing words to the Galatians, “As for those who will follow this rule (bear one another’s burdens), peace will be upon you.” In theological language, you will find your salvation by saving another. In Jesus’ words, salvation is found in seeing the hungry and giving them food. Giving the thristy something to drink. Welcoming a stranger. Clothing the naked. Visiting those in prison. And, deeply resonant with our own time, taking care of the sick.

Saved. And, your life will be filled with meaning.

Therefore the law was our disciplinarian until Christ came, so that we might be justified by faith. – Galatians 3:24

Christ,
Eternal with God,
the beginning Word,
through which the Law
came into being,
begotten, not made,
breaking yourself apart
as an example
to discipline your disciples,
saying, You feed them,
feed us
again.
Jews and Greeks,
male and female and other,
struggle with each other,
against each other,
for each other,
as the Law disciplines
again
with each other against each other.
Amen.

“Salvation Story: Saved From Self”

I am a free person until the dessert menu appears. Once the chocolate ganache cake is finished and I have freely licked the plate clean, I am once again free.

I am a free person until I get the call that a daughter has been hospitalized. After seeing her in the emergency room, her feeble smile and getting to hold her in my arms, I am free to breathe again.

I am a free person.  I can leap off the tallest parapet in the land…though gravity works.

I am a free person.  I shop at Meijer, Kroger, Fresh Thyme, Whole Foods and I miss my Marsh.  At each store the children’s cereals are all in the Cereal Aisle.  And each colorful, children’s cereal box is at the level of my naval.  I suppose I am free to grab my favorite, Apple Jacks, Family Size, but my physician and others have indicated that a cereal with a bit more bran would be more helpful for my body.

I AM a free person if not for my body.  Which thirsts.  Hungers.  Grows tired.  Needs to breathe.  And, fortunately, my body is ABLE to function in a world designed for fully-ABLED bodies to function in.  Though I am finding some doors more difficult to open at my age.  “Dad, the sticker says, push.”  Of course it does, daughter, I was simply checking to see if the door could freely swing both ways despite the label.

I am free.  Though the idea of some of these scientific discoveries which state that the state of the ittiest of bittiest pieces of my body are simply flying all over the universe and against my will is…troubling.  It is like being a fifty-five year old man who is conscious of limiting the amount of fluids he drinks after 6:00 p.m. and still has to get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.  Troubling to my sense of freedom.

I am free but I also puzzle about God’s plan like the poet Linda Pastan.  She writes in her poem, “On the Question of Free Will,”

Sometimes,
noticing the skeleton
embossed
on every leaf

and how
the lion’s mouth
and antelope’s neck
fit perfectly,

I wonder
at God’s plan
had Eve
refused the apple.

Sometimes, I wonder that too. 

I am free to wax philosophically and theologically – eloquently in my mind where others might want me to be a bit more waning than waxing – but regardless of what others may think, after all I am free and live in a free country where my freedom is what is important, so I will wax philosophically and theologically and wonder at God’s plan. If God has a plan than what of my free will?

Which gets me to wondering even more about all this talk about free will and how free will is a gift from God – some say free will is the real fruit from the Garden of Eden – but then God never mentions that God gave us the gift of free will.  Maybe freedom is SO free that even God couldn’t give it to us as a gift?  Because there is no such thing as a gift freely given.  Because then by it’s very nature it wouldn’t be a gift.  Nor would the gift be free.

It’s a good thing that when my mind freely wanders and rambles I don’t have to make sense. I am free.

And then I freely wonder…though Jesus doesn’t talk much about freedom, except in quoting from that passage in Isaiah at the start of his ministry, “I have come to let the oppressed go free,” though Jesus doesn’t talk much about freedom he does walk that freedom talk over and over and over again. But…no, AND, God is always about AND not BUT…AND is a freedom word…BUT is a prison word…AND isn’t it interesting that Jesus never talks about HIS freedom but always acts FOR the freedom of the other.

Jesus gives sight to the blind man so he is free to earn a living by not begging. Jesus stops the stones being thrown so that a woman can be free to go on living. Jesus has compassion on the thousands who have been following him. It is late. People are hungry. Jesus’ disciples come to him and say, “This is a deserted place, and the hour is now very late; send them away so that they may go into the surrounding country and villages and buy something for themselves to eat.” But Jesus answered them, “You give them something to eat.” Feed them to free them. Jesus asks us to cross over to the other side of the road for the sake of the other who is lying beaten and broken on the other side of that same road we are walking on as well. Over and over and over again, Jesus berates religious authorities that attempt to constrain, limit, define and control how people live their lives. And that wonderful last act of Jesus as he breathes his last breath, dying on the cross? The temple curtain, call it the temple flag, is torn in two so that all may freely experience the divine.

Jesus acts so much for and so often for the freedom of the other that Paul even writes, “For freedom Christ has set us free.”

Well, alright, then.  I am free!  Christ HAS set me free!  This is a good day.  I am free to read Paul Galatians, chapter 5, verse 1.  And I am free to stop reading there.  Why read further?  Paul has made his point.  It is Good News for me.  I am free.

And, my interest is piqued.  Paul’s words pique me, poke me, prod me – is this being piqued, poked and prodded something different from the exercise of my free will?  Or, once I exercise my free will to begin a book, the duty or obligation to finish the book is part and parcel of my free will which I exercised to begin the book, right?  Wrong? I mean, Paul endured death for the words which he wrote in life.  He chose to write what he wrote knowing that writing, “For freedom Christ has set us free,” would create a bit of a problem for say, Caesar, who, in his freedom, thought that his way was the highway.  You know that saying, All roads lead to Rome.  Literally, all WAYS lead to the Way of Rome.  And then Paul and those earliest followers of Jesus Christ called themselves followers of The Way?  Sounds like they had a death wish.  How can walking along the road of The Way and NOT walking along the road of all ways that lead to Rome be a very smart exercise of free will?

Sounds like a pretty stupid and selfish way to NOT save one’s self.

I need to return to where I started.  I…am…a…free…person.  Christ has set me free.  I am choosing to read more of what Paul has to say.  “For you were called to freedom, brothers and sisters; only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for self-indulgence, but through love become slaves to one another.”  Wait a minute, Paul.  Twelve verses earlier you gave me my freedom and now you are taking it away?  Why?  I don’t have to wear a mask if I don’t choose to.  But then…you’ve turned this whole notion of freedom in Christ upside down and around and about and all catawumpus-like, haven’t you Paul?

I am free on The Way but not for me.  You sneak, Paul.  Any self-respecting, knowledgeable, wise philospher/scholar/religious thinker/teacher knows that the discussion about free will is all about the individual’s free will.  Who are you to change the pronoun of this age-old, as-long-as-humans-have-been-around-age-old, way of thinking?  How is it possible for me, myself and I to have free will…but not free will for me, myself, and I? 

As I freely process this I can’t help but think, Paul, freely think, mind you, that you are making the radical suggestion that our lives are not about us?

This whole line of thinking started with simply exercising my free will to ask for the dessert menu, to look over the dessert menu, to freely choose the chocolate ganache cake and to take a bite.  Look at all the difficulties I have been through from simply choosing to take a bite. Mind you, to take a bite of chocolate ganache cake and NOT freely choosing to take a bite from, say, a slice of apple pie.

A Found Poem from Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Hamilton

There’s a million things we haven’t done, God,
yet, it’s the one thing that we do do where we wind up dead.
Help us to rise up
and not throw away our shot
to tell a story of today, tonight and tomorrow
to look around
and be reminded of your love.
We bleed and retreat when it gets difficult,
helpless and never satisfied.
If there’s a reason we are still alive
may we wait for it
to continue to stay alive
even when counting one to ten could mean our death.
If only it would be enough
to turn the world upside down
and have history turn its eyes on us.
Dear God, what to say to you?
Do we keep writing day and night
like it’s going out of style?
And missing the moments that become movements?
Winning is easy, figuring life out is harder.
And, oh, to take a break!
Give us the strength to say, No, to this:
We don’t have to be in the room where it happens.
It is enough to have God on our side,
and one last time
to sit under our own vine and fig tree.
One less thing to worry about
can make it all burn
and then to try to do the unimaginable:
to put it all back together again.
With forgiveness. Can you imagine!
When all is said and all is done,
give us the belief that
to put down our gun
and to say
the world is wide enough
for all of us.
For we all live
and we all die
asking,
Who tells our story?

IF, however, you bite and devour one another, take care that you are not consumed by one another. – Galatians 5:15

Creator of all food,
Preparer of all tables,
Head Chef,
Maître d',
Spice of All Life,
who lowers the Tablecloth
of ingredients
and the menu
before our very eyes
and declares, Eat!
Do we taste each other?
Take a nibble?
How does one devour another
and not consume another?
We bite and eat each other
because we are starving
for each other.
Perhaps another
menu is in order?
Amen.