Sermon
at Eucharist before the Annual Meeting
February
27, 2022
John
W.G. Clarke
If
someone is described as being gracious looking – it is not because of their
clothing – their perfect dress or tuxedo.
It
is not because their hair or make-up is just right, or that finally they are
having a “good-hair-day.”
It
is not because they happen to be with the “in-crowd,” or having just exited a
stretch limousine.
Graciousness
never, and I mean never, has to do with externals – the superficial, how we
look, how white our teeth, how smooth we are, how hip we are.
Graciousness,
and I mean true graciousness has to do with something going on inside – like a
light, deep inside, that bleeds out, that somehow escapes the façade we
project.
For
sure, it can be seen in our actions, in how we behave and how we treat other
people, but it’s also something that can be seen before we do anything. It is
something we can sense in one another.
True
graciousness can be awkward and annoying too, because when graciousness is around
it calls us all to be better – to be better people – to be loving and kind,
merciful and forgiving – to be the voice of reason, the voice of justice – even
when people don’t want to hear it.
Perhaps
I can make myself clearer if I say that I’m not really talking about
“graciousness” in the way we normally talk about it. I am talking about
“grace.” That quality of God’s love that enables us to be the people God
intends us to be – to be people of grace. To be a people with a light inside
that breaks through the fragile, delicate personas we so painfully project. A
light that bleeds through our outer crust – a light that glows. A light that is
inside each of us – Yes! Each of us!
A
light that, if we fan its flame, even just a little, glows in such a way that
we are transformed – transfigured, just as Jesus Christ himself was.
Fan that
flame, Feed that fire.
I
don’t know, maybe life would be a lot less complex if God didn’t bother with
us. If we were allowed to wallow in our own selfishness, greed and careless
behavior. But that’s not who we were made to be. We were made to be an
expression of grace, of God’s love and joy, and when needed, to be an
expression of God’s forgiveness and mercy.
As
small and as weak as that flame is within me, I am happy that we were created
to fuel this fire, to feed it and let it burn and to let the Grace of God flow
– flow – Flowing out through you and me;
Flowing out into the desert,
Setting all the captives free.
No
about of greed, violence, hatred – no amount of human cruelty can extinguish
the love of God, the unquenchable love of God that burns inside of each of us.
You may not see it in me, you may not even see it in yourself, but it is there…
it is alive… it is eternal.
Fan that
flame, Feed that fire.
Three
years ago, we, that is the Parish of St. Paul’s, reviewed our Vision and
Mission statements. We had celebrated being a parish for 250 years and there
was, by all accounts, a good sense that we were on the verge of truly honouring
that flame of grace burning within us – as a Parish. We were making the
practical decisions to create an atmosphere of moving forward, of picking up
the pieces we might have dropped and carrying with us the new challenges we
could see.
But
then – a pandemic – corona virus – Covid-19 and its variants. There was
confusion, worry and sorrow. Navigating the whole damn thing was challenging,
it was tiring, time-consuming and expensive. And we’re not even free from it
yet. Not only are there likely to be more variants, but we will also continue
to struggle with how we behave and interact with others in public.
I
have no idea, at this point, what moving on will look like for us at St.
Paul’s.
·
We
have individual communion cups and that is how we will administer the sacraments
from now on.
·
We
have people with a variety of concerns regarding their health and who might not
yet feel comfortable in public. Maybe we can’t just hug other people or even
shake their hand without first seeking permission – maybe we should have been
doing that before anyway.
·
We
have an on-line community, people following and enjoying our on-line presence
and who will miss it if we suddenly disappear.
·
We
have two years of people missing the grandeur of Christmas Eve and the joy of
Easter morning as we had celebrated those things for so many years.
How
do we re-engage people in the ongoing life of the gathered community, when we
are not even sure what that will be like?
How
do we re-engage people? That’s the question – that’s the principle question that’s
on my mind. And as I’ve said so many times before – who we are in the future is
not a matter of singing my favorite hymns, or using my favorite prayer book –
it’s about, and always has been about doing those things that engage people in
the life of the community and their own spiritual journeys.
God’s
grace is not just a light burning deep inside of people, it is a light that
burns deep inside communities too. It burns deep inside of St. Paul’s Parish.
Fan that
flame, Feed that fire.
And
if people describe us as gracious looking – it is not because of our Island red
bricks, or stained-glass windows, or Casavant organ, or the lovely wood work inside.
It’s
not because we are the in-crowd.
It
is not because of the devilish good looks of your rector, who, by the way, has
a “good-hair-day” every day.
If
true graciousness continues to thrive here, it’s because we can be awkward and
annoying, calling one another and everyone else to be better people – to be the
people God intends us to be. If God’s grace is to be seen in us it will be because
we are true to our vision and mission and that we manage to be loving and kind,
merciful and forgiving – it will be because we continue to be the voice of
reason, the voice of justice.
Fan that
flame, Feed that fire.
And
in 250 years from now, the people of St. Paul’s will not remember us for
surviving a pandemic, or balancing a budget, or singing in harmony – they will
remember us in the company of all the saints who passed on the Good News of
God’s love so that they too, will enjoy the challenges of being God’s people of
grace, transfigured by that flame burning brightly, deep inside of them, as it
burns deep inside of us.
Jesus
took Peter and John and James up on the mountain to pray – there they witnessed
Jesus, wonderfully transfigured – the grace in him bleeding out. It was an
amazing experience – a mountain-top experience – but as quickly as it started,
it ended. Suddenly, they were down off of that mountain, in the valley, where
life is lived, where there is sickness and pain, where the light of Christ, the
grace of God needs to shine and heal and restore and bring love, forgiveness,
mercy and joy.
Fan that
flame, Feed that fire. Let’s get on with it. Amen.
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