Living Faith

Has there ever been a time like this?

Our well-being is so exquisitely and critically communal. It always has been.

Now, we daily are made aware of the life and death ways our behavior impacts others.

An unrestrained cough can kill. Sharing communal song is dangerous. Aerosols travel. 

The simple act of protecting others from harm has become politicized. 

Somehow the COVID virus and our response to it has become a litmus test for our faith in God and our political affiliation.

Cooper and I were hiking at Itasca State Park. We went down a path to be by Lake Itasca in order to dip our feet in the lake and savor the beauty of a perfect summer day.

The area where we were sitting was visible from the path above. The area where we were sitting was small.

A man and his party came down the path, clearly wanting to access the water. We shared concern that there was not a six foot margin in that small space. We asked for space and the time to put on our masks. None in his party were wearing masks. There was no safe place for us to go. We were trapped.

Rather than wait and rather than see the sense of our request that they either not access the space or wait for us to safely vacate it, the man snarled at us, and the child with him – maybe six? – chastised us for being so afraid.

And I wondered: When did following scientific guidelines become a sign of fear?

When did a simple request become a gauntlet thrown?

The irony of being two pastors branded as contemptibly fearful (by a six year old!) was not lost on me. Somewhere along the way the young girl learned that to practice safety measures in order to contain COVID is to lack faith in God.

Who are we?

I share the interchange above not to stir up yet more anger or side-claiming.

I share the interchange above because I am, in fact, fearful.

I am afraid.

I fear that somewhere in the past months and years we have lost our call to practice exquisite care for one another.

Scripture says not one word about our God-given right to endanger others.

Scripture teaches us that our care for the most vulnerable bespeaks our commitment to our God.

We witness to our faith by the ways we are fierce in the way of loving our neighbors as ourselves.

This pandemic is not a short-lived test of our character; It is exhausting heartbreaking messy character-refining challenge.

The ways we live faithfully in and through this time of pandemic is writing our future.
What does the Lord require of you? 

Over and over in Scripture we hear that the Lord requires kindness, mercy, justice and humility.

We don’t have the answers to so much.

But we do know that the ways we comport ourselves – the posts we share on Facebook, the emails we forward and the conversations we have in front of and with our children – bears witness to our faith.

I am longing for the agony of the 160,000 lives lost and countless lives upended to lead us to deeper reverence for the power of our Holy God and the beauty of connected human being.

Humility. Mercy. Kindness. Justice.

The prophet Micah and Jesus and all of creation is calling to our hearts.

We are called to live our faith in a time like this.

Tender Shepherd

Broadway musicals and opera created the soundtrack of my childhood.  My parents had a wonderful collection of records.  Television was rationed.  Records were not.
One of my favorite records was the original cast recording of Peter Pan.  Mary Martin as Peter Pan invited me to imagine that I could fly and in fact there was the possibility that I could refuse to grow up.
The song shared above is one of my favorites from the musical.
The Darling children are being tucked into bed by their mother and their dog.  During the night to come they will have their whole world turned upside down. They will wander into exotic lands and encounter unimaginable challenges and triumphs and they will never be the same after they enter Never Never Land.
So it was for them.
So it is for those of us living in this Never Never Land time of living with the COVID-19 pandemic.
We will never be the same after we “awaken” from this adventure.
The power of singing about a Tender Shepherd has never been more needful.
The mother sings to her children a song of remembering the power of the Tender Shepherd who counts and guards and loves through all adventures and trials.
The mother teaches the song to her children.  They take up the song in their own voices and their own awareness.  The song provides ground and courage as they encounter pirates and fear.
I need that song.  My children need that song.  This beloved world we share needs that song.
I pray that we sing it together, beloveds in Christ.  I pray that we sing the song of the Tender Shepherd through spiritual practices we cultivate during these days of challenge.  If you don’t sing, write or bake bread or read scripture or call a friend or take up yoga or do something to stretch your soul.
Teach your children how to sing a song of Holy assurance.
May you feel the presence of the God who holds you tenderly.

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Truly. I am in paradise.

Beyond the azure of the water, the sway of palms and the warmth of the sun, there are pine trees in this place. You can see them in the photo above.

“The world is charged with the grandeur of God.” (Gerard Manley)

And. There are pine trees in this place.