Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
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Monday, November 21, 2016

Christ the King - Safety Pins and the Cross



May the words of my mouth and the meditation of our hearts be acceptable to you O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen

Grace to you and peace from God our Creator, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and the Spirit who dwells among us. 

Over the past couple of weeks a bit of a movement started. It’s one in which people pin a safety pin to their shirt the way they might pin a broach or a tie tack. The idea is that in wearing a pin you are announcing that you are a safe person to those who feel unsafe. People who feel unsafe because they’ve been bullied. Maybe because of their sexual orientation, or their race, or their country of origin - or what other perceive to be their country of origin, of for other reasons people feel unsafe. 

So from a place of good will, people having taken to wear or to having as their online icon a safety pin.  

And then, understandably, it was pointed out that while it’s a lovely idea, for those who are frequently facing bullying and discrimination, a pin on its own will not assure a vulnerable person that you are safe. What will assure a person that you are safe is because you act safe. That you act with kindness, that when you see someone being harassed, you step in and stand up, saying the behavior is not acceptable. 

Which is a super good point. It’s a shift from understanding the safety pin as something you wear that others have to respond or you wear it as a reminder of how you choose to be that day – a challenge to yourself to BE the safe person you want the world to have. 

Pretty quickly I began to see parallels in my mind between wearing a safety pin and wearing a cross. 

It got me asking myself, “Why do we as Christians wear a cross?” 

Traditionally I’d say we wear a cross to as a way of identifying ourselves as Christians – to each other and to the world. The cross you wear announces “This is a follower of Christ.” 

Perhaps in the very earliest years of the Christian church it was discreet way of recognizing one of your own when out in public, when being a Christian wasn’t considered acceptable. 

Perhaps in those early years it was an act of bravery. Before Constantine made Christianity the religion of the land, to wear a cross was to risk being outed as someone who didn’t kneel to the Emperor – and might be jailed for it. 

But as time has done on, wearing a cross, at least in our country, has lost any element of danger. For a while in the 90s I remember when wearing a cross, particularly really oversized crosses, was a fashion statement, completely separate from being a faith statement. 

If you chose, you can wear a cross as a necklace or a pin. You can openly identify as a Christian and you know what that means for you.


“So what does it mean to wear a cross in the light of Christ the King Sunday?” 

On a Sunday like today we are reminded that our Christ is one who forgives – even forgiving those who are literally killing him. 

We are reminded that our Christ is one who is willing to die for our sins so that we may have life. 

We are reminded that our Christ is one who includes even criminals in his kingdom.

Our Christ, whose death and resurrection we remember by the empty cross we wear.

But what do others experience when they see the cross we wear? 

For some, it is reassuring. It represents people who build hospitals and provide care to all who enter. It represents schools were all are educated. It represents food, water, shelter, and emotional care in the wake of natural disasters.

But for others, seeing a cross is less than reassuring. It is a sign of violence. Crosses have been burned in the yards of people of color as a threat that they will be burned next if they stay and continue to expect to be treated as equal human beings. People wearing crosses are the ones who picket funerals, blaming everything from natural disasters to wars. If they thought they could get traction, they’d blame speed limits and gas prices on gay, lesbian, and transgender people. People wearing crosses are vocal about limiting rights of those who are not Christians in the way they are. 

For many, the Christian cross creates anxiety. 

We live in a time where we can’t simply wear a cross and assume that those who see it will see us as safe people, as forgiving people, as grace filled people, as inclusive people. To people who have been harmed by other Christians, we can’t say, “We’re different, trust us!”

What we can do is to see that cross we wear as more than an announcement of our faith, a claim of our bona fides. 

Like with the safety pins, wearing it is not enough, we are called to live into it. What if when you wear a cross you do so with a remembrance of your baptism promise – to work for peace and justice in all the world – every day. To be kind to all, remembering that there’s likely struggles in their lives that you know nothing about. To step in and step up when you see others being hurt and harassed. 

Last but not least, when you see the cross, when you wear a cross, be reminded that YOU are claimed by Christ. In an uncertain world, this cross is a reminder of your king – a king who loves every last person in his kingdom, including and most especially you. May that cross be your constant reminder that YOU are madly and thoroughly loved by your God.    

Amen, amen. Thanks be to God.

Friday, December 12, 2014

The Theology of Greetings in December

It's that time of year when the perennial conversation begins - are we keeping Christ in Christmas? Particularly, is Christmas being diluted if someone wishes me Seasons Greetings or Happy Holidays instead of wishing me a Merry Christmas? Is wishing me something other than Merry Christmas undermining the importance of Jesus Christ in my life of faith?

To the latter questions, the answer is "No." In fact, I think it is incredibly important that someone who doesn't feel called to wish me a Merry Christmas shouldn't be made to. That people who is trying to respect the diversity of their community by wishing a broader greeting of Season Greetings or Happy Holidays should be respected for it.

My reasons for this are rooted in my theology, in my understanding who Jesus Christ is, and how he chose to be present in our world. Christ comes to us as a tiny, infant child. It is difficult to be more vulnerable than a newborn. Did God need to come as an infant? No. In fact, the assumption was that God would come in traditional power and might. Instead God chose the antithesis of force, chosing to come as an infant. God chose to be incredibly vulnerable, therefor immediately connecting with all those who are vulnerable.

So in celebrating the birth of Jesus, everything I do related to that celebration should be without force. That means even something as small as not insisting that others wish me a Merry Christmas, or insisting on wishing everyone else a Merry Christmas if I know they follow another religion.

In part of that famous verse John 3:16, we hear, "God so loved the world that God gave his only son." Jesus, our Christ, came in love. Love of the all of creation, of each one of us. So for me, when I celebrate the birth of Jesus, everything I do related to that celebration should be done in love.

Part of living in the love of Christ is to meet people where they are and loving them in the now. I make a point of wishing Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish friends and Merry Christmas to my Christian friends and family.

If in a store and a clerk wishes me Happy Holidays, I respond in kind; if it's Merry Christmas, I respond in kind. If my non-religious friends were to wish me a Happy Solstice, I'll reply in kind. If I happened to be wished a Happy Kwanzaa, I will reply in kind as well.

If someone who doesn't know me, but assumes from my strong nose and curly hair that I'm Jewish (it's been known to happen) and were to wish me a Happy Hanukkah, I would smile and wish them a Happy Hanukkah.

In wishing Happy Hanukkah, I am joining in a small way in celebrating the miracle of God and God's unending covenant. In wishing someone a Happy Kwanzaa (which isn't a religion, BTW), I am supporting the idea of taking time to remember the African/pan-African/Black experience as they reflect on the values of unity, self-determination, collective work and responsibility, cooperative economics, purpose, creativity, and faith. I am acknowledging the times throughout the generations when those who are African/pan-African/Black have been incredibly vulnerable due to the actions of those with power.  In wishing someone a Happy Solstice, I am celebrating the return to light - which is why early Christians set the celebration of Jesus' birth at this very time of year, because we understand Jesus as the light of the world.

In replying in kind to the whole list of greetings one might have in December, including Season's Greetings and Happy Holidays, I am not denying my faith, I am living my faith. I am doing my best to love those around me as Jesus loves each of us. Love beyond all reason is what the birth of Jesus is about. It is the gift of joy, hope, and peace, a refuting of the sin of shame, fear, and force. It is the love of a God all-powerful who chose instead to be all-vulnerable. That is worth celebrating, however we word it.