May 24, 2020
Acts 1.6-14; John 17.1-17
+ This
time of quarantine and self-isolation during this pandemic seems to be going on
and on without end.
Yes, some
businesses are open.
Yes, some
churches are allowing public worship in their buildings again.
But not
us.
And, as
he said in my letter this past week, and at my announcement at Wednesday night
Mass, we will not.
I had
hoped that we could all get together again next Sunday, for the Feast of
Pentecost.
Yes, we
will still dedicate and bless the plaque of St. Stephen’s next week as planned.
But we
will do so virtually.
In fact,
I don’t know when we will meet together again in this building.
And I’m
not going to guess yet.
As I have
said throughout the entire situation: I do not want Sty. Stephen’s the be
responsible for anyone getting sick.
I do not
want anyone being exposed to anything here.
I have
tried to walk a “middle road” through this very difficult situation.
I have
tried to walk between the two extremes of this pandemics—those who say it’s all
a hoax, that we don’t need masks, that we must open the doors of the church
building, and those who say we should not even do what we are doing now—who think
we should be essentially wearing Hazmat suits.
I will
continue to follow the CDC guidelines, and the Diocesan regulations and
consulting people like our very own Dr. John Baird.
So, for
now, we wait.
And we
continue to do what we have been doing.
We
continue to gather virtually.
We
continue to worship together at mass twice a week, virtually.
And we
continue to do what we are called to do as followers of Jesus.
We
continue to love and worship God.
And we
continue to love and serve others.
And we
know that despite the fact that this pandemic continues, Christ is still present
with us.
Certainly,
from our Gospel reading last week and this week, we find that his Presence has
not left us.
He is still
present, though just in a different form.
Last week
in our Gospel reading we heard that he will be present in the Advocate, the
Spirit of God, and this week we hear that he will be present in us, in his
disciples who keep his word and continue to do his ministry and be his presence
in this world.
We
celebrated the eve or Vigil of the Feast of the Ascension here at St. Stephen’s
on Wednesday night, as we always do.
(Thursday
was the Feast of the Ascension)
And as I
said then, I repeat this morning:
I really
love the Feast of the Ascension.
I love
all that it represents.
I love
that sense of going up.
Of
rising.
Of moving
upward.
Ascension
is, of course, all about rising.
This
week, we move slowly away from the Easter season toward Pentecost.
You can
almost feel the shift.
For the
last several weeks, we have been basking in the afterglow of the resurrected
Jesus.
In our
Gospel readings, this resurrected Jesus has walked with us, has talked with us,
has eaten with us and has led the way for us.
Now, as
we hear in our reading from Acts this morning, he has been taken up.
We find a
transformation of sorts happening in our relationship with Jesus through these
scripture readings.
Our
perception of Jesus has changed.
For a
moment, we feel his absence.
He is not
present with us as he was before—walking and talking and eating with his
disciples as he was before his ascension.
But, we
realize, we will be given something that will not leave us.
We will
be given God’s Spirit, right here with us.
We find
that truly this Spirit of God is, in our midst.
Us, right
here. Right now.
At Pentecost
next week, we will acutely see the fact
that God has truly come among us.
God is
here, right now, with us. Even in a pandemic.
No, God
is not speaking to us not from a pillar of cloud or fire, not on some
shroud-covered mountain, not in visions.
Now God
is here, with us, speaking to us as we speak to each other.
At the
Ascension, the puzzle pieces really start falling into place.
What
seemed so confusing and unreal before is starting to come together.
God is
with us and truly loves us.
God
dwells in us and through us.
And next
week, one more puzzle piece falls into place when Jesus, in a sense, returns.
Next
week, we will celebrate God’s Spirit descending upon and staying with us.
For the
moment, though, we are caught in between those two events, trying to make sense
of what has happened and trying to prepare ourselves for what is about to
happen.
We are
caught between Jesus’ ascent into heaven and the Spirit’s descent to us.
It is a time for us to pause, to ponder who we
are and where are in this place—in this time in which everything seems so
spiritually topsy-turvy.
I’m not
certain there is a way we can make sense of the Ascension, but what we are
faced with is the fact that this in this ascended Jesus, the God of Jesus still
acts in our lives.
God acts in
us and through us.
I can’t
repeat that enough.
The
commission that the ascended Jesus gave to the apostles, is still very much our
commission as well.
We must
love—fully and completely.
Because
in loving, we are living.
In
loving, we are living fully and completely.
In
loving, we are bringing the ascended Christ to others.
And we
must go out and live out this commission in the world.
When we
do, the ascended Christ is very much acting in the world.
For those
first followers of Jesus, it seems like they didn’t have much of a chance to
ponder their life-altering experiences.
As soon
as one life-altering experience happened, another one came along.
Just when
they had experiences Jesus’ death, resurrection and ascension, they encountered
this outpouring of God’ Spirit in their lives.
The
waters, it seemed, were kept perpetually stirred.
Nothing
was allowed to settle.
That is
what ministry is often like.
One day,
very early in my career, much earlier than I was ever ordained, I came to
realize that Ministry is perpetually on-going.
There is
never an ending to it.
Even in a
pandemic.
It
doesn’t matter if my life is falling apart around me, or that I am tired.
It’s
always something.
This past
week was a perfect example of that.
One week
brings another set of opportunities, set-backs, trip-ups, tediums,
frustrations, joys, celebrations.
Ministry truly is a never-ending
roller-coaster ride of emotions and feelings.
These are
things those first followers of Jesus no doubt struggled with.
Yet we,
like them, are sustained.
We, like
them, are upheld.
We, like
them, are supported by the God Jesus ascended to, whose work we are doing in
this world.
In those
moments when our works seems useless, when it seems like we have done no good
work, the ascended Jesus still triumphs.
Our job,
in this time between Jesus’ departure from us and his return to us, is to simply
let him do what he needs to do in this interim.
We need
to let the ascended Jesus work in us and through us.
We need
to let the God of this ascended Jesus be the end result of our work.
When we
wipe our hands as we walk from the grave, lamenting the fact that it seems no
one was saved (as the old Beatles song “Eleanor Rigby” goes) we need to realize that, of course, it seems
that way as we gaze downward at our hands.
But above
us, the Ascension is happening.
Above us,
Jesus has risen.
And we
are rising with him, even when it seems like we are bogged down in this very
earth.
Above us,
Jesus has been seated at the right hand of God.
Above us,
that place, that God to whom we are ascending, is there.
All we
have to do sometimes is look up.
All we
have to do is stop gazing at our dirty, callused, over-worked hands—all we have
to do is turn from our self-centeredness—and look up.
And there
we will see the triumph.
And as we
do, we will realize that more were saved than we initially thought.
Someone
was saved.
We were saved.
Jesus has
ascended.
But he
isn’t gone.
He is
with us, now even more so than before his ascension.
He is
with us in an even more intimate way.
The joy
we feel today comes when we let the ascended Jesus do what he needs to do
through us.
We are,
as Jesus says in today’s Gospel, “in the world.”
And
because we are, we must do the work we are called to do in this world.
So, let
us stop gazing upward at that empty sky into which he has ascended.
There is
work to do.
Right
here.
Right
now.
Even in
the midst of a pandemic.
Let’s
wipe the sun-blindness from our eyes.
Let us
turn toward those around us in need.
And let
us be Jesus to those who need Jesus.
And there
are people who need us to be Jesus for them.
Even in a
pandemic.
There are
people who need us to be kind and compassionate and full of love.
There are
people who need our acceptance and hospitality.
When we
love others, when we are Christ to others, when we bring a God of love and
acceptance to others, we allow others to rise as well.
We embody
and allow the Ascension to continue in this world.
So, let
the joy of the ascension live in us and through us and be reflected to others
by us.
We will
be sanctified in the truth of knowing and living out our lives in the light of the
Ascension.
We will
rise.
This
morning, we have looked up and we have seen it.
We have
seen that rising—his rising and our rising—happening above us in beauty and
light and joy .
Let us pray.
Holy God, as we proceed through these last days of the
Easter season toward the Feast of Pentecost, prepare us for the Holy Spirit.
Open our hearts and our minds to an outpouring of your living and life-giving
Spirit. We ask this in the holy Name of Jesus. Amen.
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