Several years ago, our family used the February break from school to visit the Grand Canyon in Arizona. We flew into Phoenix, rented a van to drive to a town called Williams, north of Flagstaff, and then took a train north to the Grand Canyon National Park on the South rim.
From the moment we started heading north, the elevation began to rise. Phoenix is already 1000 feet above sea level. And the further north we traveled, the higher the elevation. Markers on the highway told us when we had reached 2000 feet, then 3, then 4 then 5 and so on until we were just outside Williams, at about 7000 feet. To put things into some kind of perspective, Mt. Marcy, the highest peak in the Adirondack mountains is a little over 5000 feet. Mount Washington, the highest peak in New England is a little over 6000 feet. The train from Williams took us the final 60 miles into the park, and we went up another 1000 feet, so that by the time we reached the south rim of the canyon, we were at 8000 feet. Standing on the edge of one of the most majestic and awesome canyons in the world, where the land looked flat as a pancake, we were higher than the highest peak in New England, and we weren’t even on a mountain! And even though we weren’t technically on a mountain, our experience there, our presence on the rim of the Grand Canyon can be considered a ‘Mountain-top Experience’. Mountain-top Experiences are moments when we feel absolutely exhilarated, almost overwhelmed, a real high point in our lives, so to speak. They don’t have to actually occur on a mountain-top, they can occur anywhere, at any time in our lives. But it’s the exhilaration and the thought that it sure would be nice if we could stay right there in that moment that sets a Mountain-top experience apart from other moments in our lives. Everybody has a Mountain-top experience or two in their lives. A moment when your breath is taken from you by the beauty of what you are seeing, or by the impact of what you have seen. Other Mountain-top experiences in my life include living in India, climbing one of the Alps in Austria, (remind me to tell you the story of Betsy’s crazy cousin Gunther sometime) and renting a cottage on Cayuga lake with Betsy and the girls. There are probably many more, but these are the moments when I felt like I just wanted time to stand still, so I could bask in the moment for as long as I liked. Can you think of one of your Mountain-top experiences? A time when you were so exhilarated, overwhelmed, when you had your breath taken away by what you were feeling? If you can remember that feelings, then you are close to understanding what Peter was feeling on the mountain with Jesus. Our gospel lesson this morning describes what happened when Peter, James, and John went up on a mountain with Jesus. There, they saw Jesus glow a dazzling white, his face shone like the sun. At that moment, Peter’s thought was to build Jesus a dwelling, so he could stay there all the time. As far as I can tell from the text, Jesus ignored Peter, didn’t he? See, one the most important aspects of Mountain-top Experiences is that we can’t stay in them. We can’t stay there. Those times are fleeting. Or life moves on. Or it’s impractical based on the realities of life. Whatever reasons Jesus had in taking James, John, and Peter up to the mountain, where he had them glimpse his transfiguration, one thing was sure: they were not going to be staying up there hanging out with Moses and Elijah. There was serious work to be done! Now, does that resonate with our own lived experience? We live certain moments where we wish time would stand still and we could stay in the moment forever, but we know that we can’t stay, life moves on, and we have a powerful memory of our exhilaration and our excitement. And after all, would we really want to isolate ourselves on a mountain-top, stuck in an experience that is meant to be fleeting? It’s OK if you say yes! But I think we’d all have to agree that reliving a Mountain-top Experience over and over and over would get old eventually. We can’t remain fixed in an experience like that. That’ s not living life. And that’s not what Jesus had in mind when he went up to the mountain. In this gospel’s version, he merely ignores Peter, in another, he rebukes him, and tells him that he doesn’t have his mind on the Kingdom of Heaven. Mountain-top Experiences can motivate us, feed us, remind us of what is important. They can sustain us during difficult times. And we can spend much of our lives seeking them. But they can’t last more than a moment or two. They aren’t designed to be anything more than fleeting moments of awesomeness! Our Hebrew Scripture tells of Moses, going up to the mountain to meet God. He stayed there for 40 days and 40 nights, but he did not stay up there forever. Moses still had work to do, life to live, faith to explore. Mountain-top experiences enrich our lives. They add excitement, spice, and a healthy appreciation for God’s beautiful world. I love reflecting on my own Mountain-top Experiences, and I hope you enjoy reflecting on your own. But ultimately we can’t dwell there. We have to move on. Our family had to pack up from the south rim of the Grand Canyon, and take the train back to Williams. We saw different things on the way back than we did heading into the park. When we left Williams, we went a different way, and saw even more amazing sights in Sedona. And, as we made our way to Phoenix, we got closer and closer to ground level. Arriving back in Syracuse, I knew I had had another Mountain-top Experience. And I also knew I wouldn’t be able to stay in it. Now, that doesn’t mean some people shouldn’t at least try: practically everybody who served us, waited on us, or sold us something came from some place other than Arizona. That tells me that a lot of people go to Arizona and have Mountain-top experiences, and a lot of people try and stay to recreate them. But their days weren’t filled with exhilaration and excitement. Hopefully their weekends were! By and large, very few people can make their living staying in Mountain-top experiences. It’s too much. It’s not for everyday living. I give thanks to God for my experiences, and for the insight they have given me so far, and for whatever insight they will give me in the future. We can always learn from our Mountain-top Experiences, no matter how long ago they occurred. But I’m even more thankful for my daily life. The one that is sustained by those fleeting moments of awe and beauty. The routine, the responsibility, the challenges. The stuff real life is made of. Moses and Jesus knew that those moments were meant to galvanize them, steel them for the challenges ahead. We know that too. Just before we left for Phoenix, Betsy and I ran into a parishioner from Fairmount at Wegmans. You should have seen the look in his eye when we told him we were going to try and go through Sedona on our way back to Phoenix. I could tell that he had had a Mountain-top Experience there. It was all over his face. Now I know why. On the eve of our Lenten Journey, may our Mountain-top Experiences help us along the way, though our challenges and our temptations. But when all is said and done, may we have the wisdom to know when we must move on from our mountain tops. Jesus helped Peter, and James, and John, and I suspect he can help us too. Amen.
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Well, here we are, in the season of Advent. The modern word advent comes from the Latin word, Adventus, which means ‘coming’, and refers to the coming birth of Jesus.
The early church, around 5 or 6 hundred years after Christ’s resurrection, began to observe fasts and prayers 5 weeks before Christmas. Pope Gregory shortened the season to 4 weeks, and the season eventually developed away from fasting and repentance, and took on a more reflective and celebratory tone. The liturgical colors are purple, sometimes blue, but they echo the liturgical colors of Lent, because it was originally a Lent-like observance. Each week of Advent signifies a unique aspect of our observance. Many churches use Hope, Peace, Love, and Joy, in varying order to help congregation’s focus their attention on the Christ child’s arrival. Advent wreaths are common in churches and in homes, where simple prayers, or even more complex readings are offered. Today, we light the candle of Hope. So for us, Advent begins with hope: literally and figuratively. This makes sense to me, especially as I began to plan for today’s sermon, and started to look for aspects of hope in our faith, and in our faith traditions. Christianity is one of the more hopeful religions. Each year, we begin our Advent devotions in anticipation of the birth of the Christ child. And each year, at Christmas, we celebrate his birth. You could say that he is born anew each year, in our hearts and in our traditions. But we each know the sacred story of the Messiah’s birth, and we retell it every year. And every year, Christmas arrives, right on schedule. We hope for it, and it comes. Some of our foundational principles of Christianity are based in hope, and hopefulness. Jesus loves us, just as we are. Not as we wish to be, not as others would have us be, but just as we are. Often flawed, rarely perfect, we are loved by our Lord and Savior and our Creator God with our shortcomings and our imperfections intact. And we are forgiven our sins when we ask, when we repent, when we realize what we have done. This is such a hopeful aspect of our faith! Even our basic communication with our Lord and Savior and our God is hopeful: prayer is an act of hope. When we pray, we let God know about the things that worry us, the things that disturb us, the things that frighten us, as well as the things that thrill us, the things that feed us, and the things that lift up our hearts. Prayer is a hopeful act based on faith, trust, and experience. So when we pray, we are participating in a tradition of hope. Our bible, the sacred Word of God, is a hopeful book. The New Testament contains our Gospel. And the word gospel means ‘good news’ in Greek. So the central stories of Jesus, his birth, his ministry, his arrest, crucifixion, death and resurrection, are known collectively as the Good News. Their focus on our forgiveness through the Messiah’s sacrifice is good news. Our gospels are stories of hope, and they give us hope when life presents us with challenges. The Christian faith presents us with the concept of the life ever after. The Kingdom of Heaven, and just plain Heaven. Our faith, our traditions, our practices tell us that we need not be afraid of anything, not even death. That our place in heaven is secure when we are secure in our faith. This is amazingly hopeful, and helpful for us when we are struggling. There are few things we fear more than our deaths. But Jesus tells us we need not even fear that! On this first Sunday in Advent, we are surrounded by signs of Hope. When we act on our faith, we help provide food for the hungry, shelter for the homeless, water for the thirsty, comfort for those who mourn, company for the lonely. And when we are hungry, or thirsty, or homeless, or in mourning, or lonely, we have brothers and sisters who can help us. When we think we have reached a dead-end, there is a new path to follow. When we’ve run out of ideas, a new one pops into our heads. When all we have left is our tears and our cries, we have a God who not only hears our prayers, but who promises to love us and protect us and walk with us in the darkest valleys. This gives me hope. In the midst of chaos, violence, uncertainty, and sometimes even evil, we belong to a faith that offers not only triumph over those earthly things, but victory over eternal things as well. And our relationship with the sacred, with our God, with our Lord and Savior, does not depend on how ‘good’ we are, no, it depends on whether we believe or not. We make mistakes, but we are forgiven, if we believe. No amount of donations to the church, or a charity, will guarantee forgiveness if we do not believe. Even our sacred music is hopeful. The lyrics of course describe the many blessings that God bestows upon us, the many blessings we have because of Jesus, but even the very chord structure of many of our hymns end in hopeful major keys. Yes, there are a few hymns that end in minor chords, the ones that are either based on ancient Jewish tunes, or the ones that are written to make us reflect on a particular sadness or issue, like Christ’s crucifixion, but the majority of our hymns are hopeful and hope filled, and they can leave our hearts and our souls singing for hours and even days after our worship is over. And if that isn’t enough to convince you that we are a hopeful people, let’s take a look at our Advent observances: each week, we introduce more light into the world, by lighting another candle. In fact, this is the opposite of what we do during the Tenebrae, or the service of the shadows on Maundy Thursday, where we extinguish candles until we are in the dark. So Advent, then, is about bringing more light into the world, in order to celebrate the ‘Light of the World’. And who wouldn’t want more light? Now, I’ve spoken about our traditions, about our worship, about our sacred texts. The next thing I want to mention is that our faith practice is based on Jesus coming again into this world. The end times, the second coming, is something we cannot predict, but is something we as Christians hope for, because it signifies yet again a new beginning for the world. This is what Jesus is speaking about in our good news passage, our gospel reading for today: we must be ready for Jesus to come again into our world. That is our hope, that is our aim. And how do we do that? How do we prepare when we know not the hour that he will arrive? By always being ready! By practicing our faith each day, each week, each month and year, until he come, or we are taken. By caring for the least of our sisters and brothers, by welcoming the stranger into our midst with grace and hospitality. By turning the other cheek when we are hurt by another. By going the extra mile, by giving up our shirts too, when someone asks for our coats. There is no shortage of instructions and suggestions from our Lord and Savior in our gospels, we are not without a roadmap in following Jesus. So what are we to do? What are we to do as faithful followers of Jesus, as faithful children of God, as Christians in a world that is growing increasingly secular, or non-religious? Today, it’s simply to have hope. Have hope in our God, in our Savior, in the future of the world and the universe. For today, it’s enough to be hopeful in a world that is mostly hopeless. We will need to be the lonely single Hope candle, burning in the dark world, defying the dark, against the cold, offering light and warmth as a beacon to the future. Today it will be enough if we become the hope we need to see in the world. Amen. |
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