Recently, Panera Bread ran a brilliant ad in USA Today. Imagine such polar opposites coming together at a table:
The Secret Service & The Party Crashers; Darth Vader & Luke Skywalker; Glee Club Singers & Football Players; Barack Obama & Joe Wilson; The Mac Guy & The PC Guy; Brett Favre & Wisconsin; Wall Street Execs & Everyone Else; Martina Navratilova & Andre Agassi; Sons-In-Law & Mothers-In-Law; Introverts & Extroverts; Mike Tyson & Evander Holyfield; Ohio State & Michigan; Yoko & The Remaining Beatles; Tori & Candy Spelling; Optimists & Pessimists; The Right & The Left; Lou Dobbs & CNN; People Who Are Always Right & People Who Are Never Wrong; Vampires & Werewolves; Kanye West & Anyone with a TV; Hallmark & Paris Hilton; Those Who Think It Tastes Great & Those Who Insist It’s Less Filling; Bart Simpson & Sideshow Bob; Insomniacs & The Inventor of the Car Alarm; Jessica Simpson & Perez Hilton; Red Sox Fans & Yankees Fans; Billy Corgan & The Smashing Pumpkins; Nerds & Dweebs; Rosie O’Donnell & Donald Trump; Prius Drivers & HUMMER Drivers; Batman & The Joker; Mariah Carey & Eminem; Guys Named Beau & Guys Named Bo; Joe Lieberman & Democrats; Popeye & Bluto; Bill Gates & Steve Jobs; Those Who Install Toilet Paper Over & Those Who Prefer it Under; Skiers & Snowboarders; Teenagers & Parents; Bud Selig & Pete Rose; The FiOS Guy & That Other Cable Guy; Importers & Exporters; Iceman & Maverick; Conformists & Nonconformists; Freudians & Skinnerians; Housewives in Orange County & Housewives in NYC; Michael Moore & George W. Bush; Early Birds & Night Owls; Sarah Palin & Tina Fey; Goth Girls & Homecoming Queens; Big Dog People & People Who Put Dogs in Handbags; Susan Boyle & Sharon Osbourne; Slobs & Their Roommates; Dick Cheney & Hunters; Financial Planners & Spendthrifts; Magic Johnson & Isiah Thomas; Rosie O’Donnell & Elizabeth Hasselbeck; and Benjamin Netanyahu & Mahmoud Abbas.
It has been said that a mind stretched with a new idea can never return to its former shape. Can you just imagine the controversy at such a dinner? As unthinkable as such a gathering, it is at the heart of Kingdom principles. Isn’t that what Jesus did when he came to the table? The Kingdom of God always stretches our expectations. When you get together with Jesus, the question always has to be asked, “Guess who’s coming for dinner?”
But when the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with such scum?” Matthew 9:10
I love you, St Markians, Dcn Ash
Category Archives: Church Life
We Can All See Light in Our Brokenness
STEP FIVE IN A.A.: “We . . . admitted to God, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.”
Keith Miller writes about his own experience with how hard this step can be. Keith, a Protestant, called a Catholic priest who lived 500 miles away and asked, “Would you hear my confession?” He made a long list of his character flaws and defects and the many people he had wronged. Then he traveled to the priest’s home city, sat before him, and read aloud the entire list without even looking up. At the end, Miller held his head in his hands, waiting for a response. There was none. There was nothing but silence. Miller kept expecting the blow to fall. Nothing. When he finally forced himself to raise his head, he saw that the priest was crying, “My God, Keith,” he said, “that’s my list too.”
To this day, Keith attributes his healing to the honesty of that encounter. He later developed a ritual each night of creating a mini-inventory of his short comings, confessing those and jotting a note to make amends, if appropriate. Then, breathing a prayer of gratitude, he goes to sleep.
….and when, in my earlier life I hit bottom, Jesus offered his hand, assuring me that the bottom was firm.
Confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. James 5:16
I love you, St Markians, Dcn Ash
From the Bookkeeper…
Just a quick housekeeping notice: Please be sure to discard any giving envelopes that you might have that are NOT dated 2012. Each year, envelope numbers which identify your giving account are re-assigned to the alphabetical list of names of parishioners submitting a Giving Card. Also, please be alert to ‘dating’ your checks with the new year, “2012”. Our bank will not accept checks which appear to be a year old. We appreciate your help with these matters.
I Love a Parade!
Have you ever thought about how many parades are associated with season of Lent? There is, of course, the Mardi Gras (French: “fat Tuesday”) parade which is the culmination of the season of the Carnival (Latin: “removing the meat”) preceding Lent. But think about the local parades; the very local parades, right in your own parish. On the first Sunday in Lent, and again on the 3rd Sunday, we find the choir and sacred ministers parading around a kneeling congregation as we sing the Great Litany. Weekdays in Lent, we parade around the aisles of the nave having devotions at the stations of the cross. The Sunday before Easter finds us parading around outdoors as we move en masse into the nave carrying palm leaves. Maundy Thursday ends with the Reserved Sacrament being paraded from the high altar to the altar of repose. Easter Vigil begins with the sacred ministers parading up the center aisle bearing the newly kindled Light of Christ. And then there is just something extra thrilling about the grand entrance of the choir and clergy on Easter Sunday morning. This season, which calls us to our knees in penitence, sure has a lot of people on the march!
Of course, we don’t really march in church; we process. There are marching songs and then there are processing songs. And there is a difference. Marching songs are generally associated with secular parades. The tempo keeps the parade moving at an acceptable pace and the rhythm keeps the participants in step with each other. Marching songs are intended to enforce discipline on the parade participants for the benefit of the spectators. They may draw the spectators into emotional empathy with the performers; but they serve mainly to enhance the spectacle. Processing songs are designed to blur then line between spectator and participant. The purpose of these sacred parades, or processionals, is to help us transcend from a temporal earthly physical experience to an eternal heavenly spiritual experience. We always sing, we don’t just listen. The songs we sing are fraught with symbolism and often are not in “march time.” Those who are in motion never move in time with the music. Even their clothing prevents us from being distracted by their movement. As they seemingly float from one place to the other, we can be transported with them. A procession is a parade in which even the spectators can become virtual participants.
So, for those of you who might want to become more active in your worship, here follows a little primer on some of the processional music that is used at this time of year. We’ll start with what is not only the very first Anglican processional in history, but also the first English-language liturgy (predating the English mass itself). The so-called “Great” Litany was completed on June 11, 1544 by Archbishop Cranmer and has been in the Prayer Book since 1549. Bishop Cranmer purposefully made the music simple so that everyone in the congregation could be actively involved. The intention was to begin each church service with a comprehensive prayer that would bind the assembly of individuals into one corporate body under the protectorate of God. This 461 year old processional is in the service music section of our hymnal at S67.
An even older processional is one that is often used during the Stations of the Cross: the Stabat Mater Dolorosa, or Song of the Sorrows of Mary. This song was originally used for private devotions; but it is also one of the “sequence” hymns which used to be sung during the Gospel processions in the Roman church. It’s most notorious use as a processional was by the 14th century “Flagellanti” who used to parade around town scourging themselves in penitence. The Stabat Mater came into English use very late because of the difficulty of translating the original Latin into good English verse. Our version, “At the cross her vigil keeping” (Hymnal 159) is adapted from the first English translation of 1863.
The origin of the processional hymn that we sing on the Sunday before Easter is lost in history and found in legend. First, let me explain why I use the term “Sunday before Easter.” It’s really the sixth Sunday of Lent. Decades ago the fifth Sunday of Lent was called Passion Sunday, because the Passion Gospel was read on that day (foreshadowing Jesus’s final days on earth). The sixth Sunday of Lent was called Palm Sunday because of the commemoration of Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem (which set into motion the historical events of Holy Week). For almost a quarter century now, Passion Sunday and Palm Sunday have both been observed on the same day. Palm Sunday events take place in the parish hall and on the way into the nave. Once the entrance procession is over, it is officially Passion Sunday. This is why the choir never sings anthems about shouting hosanna or waving palms on this day. But we all sing “All Glory, Laud, and Honor” (Hymnal 154) together as we enter the nave. Legend has it that Bishop Theodulph of Orleans, while falsely imprisoned, was improvising the verses of this song from his jail cell as King Louis I walked by on his way to church one Palm Sunday. King Louis was so moved that he ordered St. Theodulph freed and the song has been sung on Palm Sunday ever since.
The song we sing as the reserved sacrament is carried in procession to the Altar of Repose on Maundy Thursday was written by the great 13th century theologian, St. Thomas Aquinas. “Now my tongue, the mystery telling” (Hymnal 329) was inspired by a 13th century setting of another hymn which we sing during Lent, “Sing by tongue the glorious battle” (Hymnal 165) by the 6th century poet Venantius Fortunatus. Traditionally the first four verses are sung as the reserved sacrament is bring moved and the final two are sung at the place of reservation. You could liken this to music being sung on the way to a grave site and music being sung at interment.
One final thing you might find interesting about processions is that, according to some liturgists, not all processions are processions. I was originally taught that a procession had to begin at the altar and return there, as does the Gospel Procession (which symbolizes Christ’s leaving his Father’s throne to be in the midst of us). That would mean that hymns sung as the clergy and choir enter and leave the sanctuary are nothing more than traveling music. Other liturgists take exception with this view, asserting that we should all be processing in our hearts and minds with the clergy and choir as they approach the throne of grace; and likewise, we should think of our exit from the church as a procession into the world with the full intention to love and serve the Lord in the coming week. Maybe it just depends on whether you’re a spectator or a participant in the great Christian parade. Maybe a lot more depends on that, too.
The Unsung Song
We all know that Lent is supposed to be a time of deprivation and devotion. Through fasting and prayer we emulate Christ’s 40 days in the desert as he prepared to begin his earthly ministry. One of our goals is supposed to be that we shall emerge, at Easter, prepared to take on new ministries of our own.
Liturgically, one of the things that we traditionally give-up during Lent is the “Alleluia”. Or last least we think we do. In point of fact, at St. Mark’s we do not. Why? Because we don’t sing it to begin with. The “Alleluia” that we are supposed to be giving-up is the Alleluia Verse which properly precedes the Gospel in the Mass. At St. Mark’s, as in many other parishes, a hymn is used in place of the Verse. All the extraneous alleluias that we are so careful not to sing during Lent certainly help remind us by their absence that we are in a penitential season. “The Alleluia,” however, as something precious to be given-up, is likely a foreign concept to most of us.
“Alleluia”(or Hallel-u-jah) is one of only a few Hebrew words which has remained unaltered throughout Christian history. The word, meaning “Praise the Lord”, first appears in the Psalms. It was a congregational response in early Hebrew Temple services. Christian usage derives from the 19th chapter of the Book of Revelation. We know that it was used in early Apostolic worship before the proclamation of the Good News. It may be the text of the first Christian “pop” music. Saint Jerome tells of farmers, tradesmen, and even children singing it to extemporaneous tunes. According to St. Augustine, it was also the first “sea-chanty,” having been sung by Roman oarsmen. The Roman historian Apollinaris tells of Christian soldiers singing Alleluia as a battle-cry as they marched against pagan barbarians.
The Alleluia before the Gospel became increasingly elaborate as Christian worship evolved. In Medieval times, there were sometimes dozens of Alleluias sung before the reading. Singing this song of the angels was seen as a privilege and a way of becoming one with the Eternal Word. To not sing the song was perceived as a great deprivation. It symbolized a deepening of the great chasm between earthly understanding and heavenly understanding. It carried the foreboding of a disconnect from God. Thus, in order to incite the people to increase their efforts to know and do the will of God, singing the Alleluia was forbidden during Lent.
In Europe there were elaborate “depositio” ceremonies associated with the temporary cessation of the Alleluia. The word would be burned into a plaque, placed into a coffin, and carried in a grand liturgical procession (complete with pall-bearers, torchers, thurifers, and crucifers) out of the church to be buried in the cloister. Before Easter Vigil, the coffin would be dug-up and ceremoniously carried back into the church so that the Alleluia song could live again. One less elaborate ceremony, popular in France, was for choir-boys to write the word on old-fashioned wind-up tops and hurl them spinning out of the church into the graveyard. The tops would remain in the graveyard until Easter, when the boys would retrieve them back into the church.
There are two songs in our hymnal which were written for use in the formal ceremonies. “Sing Alleluia forth, in Duteous Praise” dates from the 10th century and “Alleluia, song of gladness” dates from the 11th century. We may not feel the devotion that the early church felt when we sing “Alleluia”. We may not feel as deprived as the church in the middle ages felt when we don’t sing it. Might this mean we are spiritually less alive than they were? Or might it mean that we’re just a little more indifferent about our worship than we could be? It’s something to think about as we prepare, during this Lent, to emerge from our own spiritual graves at Easter.
This is why we should never say, “Why Lord, why me…?”
Curate’s Corner
The Rev Dr. Ashley M. Classen, Curate
St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, Irving, Texas
Me (in a tizzy) : God, can I ask you something?
GOD: Sure.
Me: Promise you won’t get mad?
GOD: I promise.
Me (frustrated): Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?
GOD: What do you mean?
Me: Well I woke up late,
Me (in a tizzy) : God, can I ask you something?
GOD: Sure.
Me: Promise you won’t get mad?
GOD: I promise.
Me (frustrated): Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?
GOD: What do you mean?
Me: Well I woke up late,
GOD: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start,
GOD: Okay….
Me (growling): At lunch, they made my sandwich wrong and I had to wait
GOD: Hmmmm..
Me: On the way home, my phone went dead, just as I picked up a call
GOD: All right
Me (loudly): And to top it all off, when I got home, I just wanted to soak my feet in my foot massager and relax, but it wouldn’t work.. Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?
GOD: Well let me see….. the death angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.
Me (humbled): Oh…
GOD: I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that might have hit you if you were on the road
Me (ashamed): …………
GOD: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work
Me (embarrassed): Oh…..
GOD: Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give a false witness about what you said on that call, I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered
Me (softly): I see God
GOD: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.
Me: I’m sorry God.
GOD: Don’t be sorry, just learn to trust me………in all things, the good and the bad
Me: I WILL trust you God
GOD: And don’t doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan
Me: I won’t God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.
GOD: You’re welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children.
Scriptural References: II Samuel 22:31, Proverbs 3:5, Hebrews 2:13
“The generous will prosper; those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed.. ..” (Proverbs 11:25)
I love you all, St Markians, Dcn ASH
Into Thin Air
Curate’s Corner
The Rev Dr. Ashley M. Classen, Curate
St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, Irving, Texas
In May 1996, journalist Jon Krakauer was part of an expedition that made it to the top of Mount Everest. Twelve of his compatriots were killed in the highly publicized descent, a story that Krakauer records in his fascinating book, Into Thin Air. He begins his account by describing his feelings on May 10, 1996, as he reached 29,035 feet , the highest spot on earth:
“Straddling the top of the world, one foot in China and the other in Nepal, I cleared the ice from my oxygen mask, hunched a shoulder against the wind and stared absently down at the vastness of Tibet. I understood on some dim, detached level that the sweep of earth beneath my feet was a spectacular sight. I had been fantasizing about this moment, and the release of emotion that would accompany it, for years. But now that I was finally here, actually standing on the summit of Everest, I just couldn’t summon the energy to care…I snapped four quick photos…then turned and headed down. My watch read 1:17 p.m. All told, I’d spent less than five minutes on the roof of the world.”
Having spent time in Colorado where the 14,000 foot summits gained my greatest respect, it’s hard to imagine why anyone would want to spend $50,000 just for an initial permit and wait years for the opportunity to climb a mountain twice that high. I’ve been wondering, why do men take on insurmountable mountains often at the risk of being greatly disappointed? Could it be that Pascal was right when he wrote, “There is a God-shaped vacuum in the heart of every man, which cannot be filled by any created thing, but only by God the Creator; made known through Jesus Christ.”
Then Jesus turned to the Twelve and asked, “Are you going to leave as well” Simon Peter replied, “Master where else would we go, to whom would we turn? You alone have the words that give eternal life.” John 6:68-69
Love and Peace to you all, St Markians, Deacon Ash
Pits we are in, yet not doomed to remain there….
Curate’s Corner
The Rev. Dr. Ashley M. Classen, Curate
St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, Irving
I once knew a man who fell into a pit…a really deep pit. Respectable people came along and said: “We don’t associate with pit-dwellers.” An empathist came along and said: “I really feel for you in that pit.” A psychiatrist came along and said: “It can be very destructive to remove people from pits they were born in.” A psychologist came along and said: “Accept your pit, that way you’ll be happy.” A religious fundamentalist came along and said: “You deserve your pit.” A religious liberal came along and said: “Your pit is God’s beautiful gift to you.” A charismatic came along and said: “Just confess you’re not in that pit.” His mother came along and said: “It’s your father’s fault you’re in that pit.” His father came along and said: “It’s your mother’s fault you’re in that pit.” His wife came along and said: “It’s all my fault you’re in that pit.” But Jesus came and seeing the man, loved him, and reaching into the pit put his arms around him and pulled him out.
We all have our stories that are profoundly important because they tell where we’ve been, where we are, why we believe what we believe, and give hope to other pit dwellers. You have just read mine.
He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases. He rescues me from the pit and crowns me with love and tender mercies. He fills my life with good things. My youth is renewed like the eagle’s! Ps. 103:3-5
I love you, St. Markians, Deacon Ash
Ash Wednesday Services
You are invited to begin your Lenten spiritual journey with a service of Holy Communion & Imposition of Ashes. Those who wish to start the day in worship may come at 7:00 in the morning. Those who wish to end the day in worship may come at 6:00 in the evening. The noon Eucharist after Bible Study will also include Imposition of Ashes.
Shrove Tuesday Pancakes
On Tuesday, February 21, beginning at 6:00PM, the men of the parish will be serving-up the traditional pre-Lenten meal of pancakes and sausage. Come enjoy the English way of celebrating “Fat Tuesday!”