Sunday, March 24, 2013
Episcopal Church focuses on gun violence March 25
Stations of the Cross in Washington DC
On Monday, March 25 at 10:30 am Eastern, more than 20 Episcopal bishops from throughout the church will lead hundreds of clergy and lay people in praying the Stations of the Cross in Washington, DC, as they process along Pennsylvania Avenue from the White House to the US Capitol to challenge violence, especially the epidemic of gun violence that claims so many thousands of American lives each year.
The service will begin outside St. John’s Episcopal Church, Lafayette Square, at the corner of 16th and H Streets, Northwest, across from the White House, and conclude on the west lawn of the U. S. Capitol some two and a half hours later. The specially written Stations of the Cross focus on the tragedy of violence. Bishops, priests and deacons in the procession will wear cassocks or other clerical attire, and worshippers will carry a wooden cross, as they make their way along Pennsylvania Avenue, stopping in front of memorials, government buildings and works of art to offer prayers for an end to violence, the culture of violence, and the social and economic conditions that spawn violence. (visit: www.ctepiscopal.org/Content/Holy_Week_Witness_Liturgy.asp)
Bishop Ian T. Douglas of Connecticut, along with Suffragan Bishops Laura J. Ahrens and James E. Curry, organized the service immediately after the killing of 28 students, teachers and individuals at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown. They worked in cooperation with Bishop Mariann Edgar Budde of Washington, and a team from her diocese. Clergy and lay involved in the Diocese of Connecticut’s response to the killings in Newtown will participate in the service.
“The death dealing realities of violence are brought home to us as Christians when we recall the crucifixion of Jesus on the Cross this Holy Week,” said Bishop Douglas. “Walking the Way of the Cross invites us, compels us, to challenge violence of every kind and to pursue peace and reconciliation.”
Many of the bishops who will participate in the event are part of Episcopalians Against Gun Violence, an ad hoc group of bishops, clergy and lay people of Episcopalians who are working, collectively and individually, to curb gun violence. Learn more at www.facebook.com/EpiscopaliansAgainstGunViolence and on Twitter at @TheCrossLobby.
Prayer – “Grieving our Lost Children”
O Lord, another brutality, another school killing, another grief beyond telling . . . and loss . . . in Colorado, in Wisconsin, among the Amish, in Virginia and Connecticut. Where next?
We are reduced to weeping silence, even as we breed a violent culture, even as we kill the sons and daughters of our so-called ‘enemies,’ even as we fail to cherish and protect the forgotten of our common life.
There is no joy among us as we empty our schoolhouses; there is no health among us as we move in fear and bottomless anxiety; there is little hope among us as we fall helpless before the gunshot and the shriek and the blood and the panic; we pray to you only because we do not know what else to do.
Loving God, we beseech you to move powerfully in our body politic. Move us toward peaceableness that does not want to hurt or kill; move us toward justice so that the troubled and the forgotten may know mercy; move us toward forgiveness, so that we may escape the trap of revenge.
Empower us to turn our weapons into acts of mercy, to turn our missiles into gestures of friendship, to turn our bombs into policies of reconciliation; and in this deep work of transformation, hear our sadness, our loss, our bitterness.
We dare to pray our needfulness to you because you were there on that gray Friday, and watched your own Son murdered for ‘reasons of state.’ Good God, do Easter! Here and among these families, here and in all places of brutality. Turn our Good Friday grief into your Easter joy. We pray in the Name of the one crucified and risen, who is our Lord and Savior. Amen.
(adapted from Walter Brueggemann, Prayers for a Privileged People. (Nashville, TN: Abingdon Press, 2008), 61-62.)
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Considering Gun Control
As we continue to debate gun control, I came across two articles in the New York Times that made me think about the debate in new ways:
For some, owning guns doesn't necessarily mean liking them By SUSAN SAULNY
http://nyti.ms/10uKZJoBy
Suicide, with no warning By ELISABETH ROSENTHAL
http://nyti.ms/15CNxnN
I encourage you to read these articles!
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For some, owning guns doesn't necessarily mean liking them By SUSAN SAULNY
http://nyti.ms/10uKZJoBy
Suicide, with no warning By ELISABETH ROSENTHAL
http://nyti.ms/15CNxnN
I encourage you to read these articles!
- Posted using BlogPress from my mystical iPad!
Challenging Violence II
These weekly bulletin inserts are offered as a resource to individuals and parishes during the five weeks in Lent and on Palm Sunday and Easter Day 2013. These were created in response to the massacre at Sandy Hook Elementary School in December in an effort to help all of us challenge violence in our world, our society, our Church, our homes, and ourselves. The weekly questions in each bulletin insert are posted for online conversation here at www.ctmissionconnect.org
Readings II
Thoughts II:
(1) “I believe that Gandhi’s views were the most enlightened of all the political men in our time. We should strive to do things in his spirit: not to use violence in fighting for our cause, but by non-participation in anything you believe is evil.” ― Albert Einstein “An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
(2) From Sabbaths (2005) By Wendell Berry
I.
I know that I have life
only insofar as I have love.
I have no love
except it come from Thee.
Help me, please, to carry
this candle against the wind.
II.
They gather like an ancestry
in the centuries behind us:
the killed by violence, the dead
in war, the “acceptable losses” —
killed by custom in self-defense,
by way of correction, as revenge,
for love of God, for the glory
of the world, for peace; killed
for pride, lust, envy, anger,
covetousness, gluttony, sloth,
and fun. The strewn carcasses
cease to feed even the flies,
the stench passes from them,
the earth folds in the bones
like salt in a batter.
And we have learned
nothing. “Love your enemies,
bless them that curse you,
do good to them that hate you” —
it goes on regardless, reasonably:
the always uncompleted
symmetry of just reprisal,
the angry word, the boast
of superior righteousness,
hate in Christ’s name,
scorn for the dead, lies
for the honor of the nation,
centuries bloodied and dismembered
for ideas, for ideals,
for the love of God!
(3) (there have been 2,318 gun deaths since Sandy Hook)
In a situation where human life seems dirt cheap, with people being killed as easily as one swats a fly, we must proclaim that people matter and matter enormously. – Desmond Tutu
School teacher, child psychologist, and psychotherapist Haim Ginott:
Read the local news
‘Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.’ Colossians 4:2
Not much comes for free these days. But every week a teenager wheels his bike up my front path and pushes a free newspaper through my letterbox. Most weeks I pick it up off the doormat and take it straight to the recycling bin in the kitchen. But once in a while I stop to read it.
The range of stories is amazing. Here’s a picture of a man looking distraught because his family business had been destroyed by fire. And here’s a story about a church that is starting a new club for children. Here are tragic tales of dying children and inspiring stories of people overcoming the odds. And there are ‘parish notices’ – a road closing for repairs; auditions for an amateur musical production.
The reason I don’t usually read the local paper is because it’s all about people that I don’t know. But maybe that’s exactly why I should read it. These people are my neighbours. They all live within a few miles of me. And as a car-driving, daily-commuting, out-of-town-shopping, seldom-at-home neighbour, this is the best insight I get into their lives.
So once in a while, I’ve decided to use my local paper as a guide to my prayers.
It can evoke thanks or praise or petition. It works with a national paper too of course. It helps me to be more watchful about the life of my community. It allows me to get past my own reactions to stories and to lift up to God the people whose streets and shops and businesses I share. And since the paper comes as a free gift to me… it’s a simple way of giving back.
Grab a cuppa
‘Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.’ Hebrews 13:2
As a former local newspaper hack, I'm used to talking to strangers and encouraging them to share their lives with me in sound-bites, for me to re-tell in newsprint.
I've done many a vox pop in my time, scouring the streets armed with a notepad and pen and asking inane questions of the few passers-by who believed me when I assured them I wasn't a chugger.
What I'm not used to is opening my home to strangers, or as Hebrews says ‘entertaining’ them. Is anyone? The word strangers implies something foreign, something alien, something unknown. But the word neighbours has an altogether friendlier and more familiar feel. Everybody needs good ones.
So when I got my first home of my own in Greenwich in March 2012, I was certain I'd be one of those people who operates an open house policy. I wanted to be the bastion of the community. I'd become a school governor, run a book club, do the local pub quiz and regularly have the neighbours round. I wanted to build community with those living around me.
But life has an annoying habit of getting in the way.
The days and weeks fill up with work, deadlines, more work, more deadlines, church, and the much-needed social gathering with those friends you already have. So the getting-to-know-your-neighbours thing slipped my mind. I'd find myself avoiding eye contact on the rare occasion I saw someone in the corridor in our block of flats, or avoiding getting in the lift with people for fear of being forced to make awkward conversation.
I'd started with the best of intentions, but it had all gone to pot. I'd also assumed that my neighbours didn't really want to get to know me anyway.
Community is kind of a 'Christian thing', surely? So when I was asked to take up the 40acts challenge to host a tea party for my neighbours, I was excited yet quietly dreading it.
I had no reason to be.
Because all I needed to do was open my doors, send an invitation and they came. I've discovered there are some great people living all round me – people with interesting lives, jobs, families – and people who love community, and who love a good cuppa.
Readings II
Thoughts II:
(1) “I believe that Gandhi’s views were the most enlightened of all the political men in our time. We should strive to do things in his spirit: not to use violence in fighting for our cause, but by non-participation in anything you believe is evil.” ― Albert Einstein “An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
(2) From Sabbaths (2005) By Wendell Berry
I.
I know that I have life
only insofar as I have love.
I have no love
except it come from Thee.
Help me, please, to carry
this candle against the wind.
II.
They gather like an ancestry
in the centuries behind us:
the killed by violence, the dead
in war, the “acceptable losses” —
killed by custom in self-defense,
by way of correction, as revenge,
for love of God, for the glory
of the world, for peace; killed
for pride, lust, envy, anger,
covetousness, gluttony, sloth,
and fun. The strewn carcasses
cease to feed even the flies,
the stench passes from them,
the earth folds in the bones
like salt in a batter.
And we have learned
nothing. “Love your enemies,
bless them that curse you,
do good to them that hate you” —
it goes on regardless, reasonably:
the always uncompleted
symmetry of just reprisal,
the angry word, the boast
of superior righteousness,
hate in Christ’s name,
scorn for the dead, lies
for the honor of the nation,
centuries bloodied and dismembered
for ideas, for ideals,
for the love of God!
(3) (there have been 2,318 gun deaths since Sandy Hook)
In a situation where human life seems dirt cheap, with people being killed as easily as one swats a fly, we must proclaim that people matter and matter enormously. – Desmond Tutu
School teacher, child psychologist, and psychotherapist Haim Ginott:
Generous Acts II (www.40acts.org.uk):Dear Teacher: I am a survivor of a concentration camp. My eyes saw what no man should witness: Gas chambers built by learned engineers. Children poisoned by educated physicians. Infants killed by trained nurses. Women and babies shot and burned by high school and college graduates. So I am suspicious of education. My request is: Help your students become human. Your efforts must never produce learned monsters, skilled psychopaths, educated Eichmanns. Reading, writing, arithmetic are important only if they serve to make our children more human.
Read the local news
‘Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.’ Colossians 4:2
Not much comes for free these days. But every week a teenager wheels his bike up my front path and pushes a free newspaper through my letterbox. Most weeks I pick it up off the doormat and take it straight to the recycling bin in the kitchen. But once in a while I stop to read it.
The range of stories is amazing. Here’s a picture of a man looking distraught because his family business had been destroyed by fire. And here’s a story about a church that is starting a new club for children. Here are tragic tales of dying children and inspiring stories of people overcoming the odds. And there are ‘parish notices’ – a road closing for repairs; auditions for an amateur musical production.
The reason I don’t usually read the local paper is because it’s all about people that I don’t know. But maybe that’s exactly why I should read it. These people are my neighbours. They all live within a few miles of me. And as a car-driving, daily-commuting, out-of-town-shopping, seldom-at-home neighbour, this is the best insight I get into their lives.
So once in a while, I’ve decided to use my local paper as a guide to my prayers.
It can evoke thanks or praise or petition. It works with a national paper too of course. It helps me to be more watchful about the life of my community. It allows me to get past my own reactions to stories and to lift up to God the people whose streets and shops and businesses I share. And since the paper comes as a free gift to me… it’s a simple way of giving back.
Grab a cuppa
‘Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.’ Hebrews 13:2
As a former local newspaper hack, I'm used to talking to strangers and encouraging them to share their lives with me in sound-bites, for me to re-tell in newsprint.
I've done many a vox pop in my time, scouring the streets armed with a notepad and pen and asking inane questions of the few passers-by who believed me when I assured them I wasn't a chugger.
What I'm not used to is opening my home to strangers, or as Hebrews says ‘entertaining’ them. Is anyone? The word strangers implies something foreign, something alien, something unknown. But the word neighbours has an altogether friendlier and more familiar feel. Everybody needs good ones.
So when I got my first home of my own in Greenwich in March 2012, I was certain I'd be one of those people who operates an open house policy. I wanted to be the bastion of the community. I'd become a school governor, run a book club, do the local pub quiz and regularly have the neighbours round. I wanted to build community with those living around me.
But life has an annoying habit of getting in the way.
The days and weeks fill up with work, deadlines, more work, more deadlines, church, and the much-needed social gathering with those friends you already have. So the getting-to-know-your-neighbours thing slipped my mind. I'd find myself avoiding eye contact on the rare occasion I saw someone in the corridor in our block of flats, or avoiding getting in the lift with people for fear of being forced to make awkward conversation.
I'd started with the best of intentions, but it had all gone to pot. I'd also assumed that my neighbours didn't really want to get to know me anyway.
Community is kind of a 'Christian thing', surely? So when I was asked to take up the 40acts challenge to host a tea party for my neighbours, I was excited yet quietly dreading it.
I had no reason to be.
Because all I needed to do was open my doors, send an invitation and they came. I've discovered there are some great people living all round me – people with interesting lives, jobs, families – and people who love community, and who love a good cuppa.
Challenging Violence I
These weekly bulletin inserts are offered as a resource to individuals
and parishes during the five weeks in Lent and on Palm Sunday and Easter
Day 2013. These were created in response to the massacre at Sandy Hook
Elementary School in December in an effort to help all of us challenge
violence in our world, our society, our Church, our homes, and
ourselves. The weekly questions in each bulletin insert are posted for
online conversation here at www.ctmissionconnect.com
Reading I
Thoughts for Week I
(1) Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. …This is not a way of life at all, in any true sense. Under the cloud of threatening war, it is humanity hanging from a cross of iron. (President Dwight D. Eisenhower, 1953)
(2) From Leavings (2006) By Wendell Berry
Before we kill another child
for righteousness' sake, to serve
some blissful killer's sacred cause,
some bloody patriot's anthem
and his flag, let us leave forever
our ancestral lands, our holy books,
our god thoughtified to the mean
of our smallest selves. Let us go
to the graveyard and lie down
forever among the speechless stones.
(3) (there have been 1,935 gun deaths since Sandy Hook)
In a situation where human life seems dirt cheap, with people being killed as easily as one swats a fly, we must proclaim that people matter and matter enormously. – Desmond Tutu
Generous Acts I (www.40acts.uk.org):
Listen
Chris Duffett, Baptist Union of Great Britain
‘Well I think that…’
‘In my opinion…’
‘My feeling is that…’
It’s nice to feel heard. The first rule of most relationships is good communication – but that requires speaking and listening. Make a point of zipping up and opening your ears instead of your mouth. And be on the lookout for those around you who might need someone to talk to today. Resist the urge to give advice unless it’s welcome, and just provide a sympathetic ear to someone in need.
Pray
Ruth Leigh, Writer
If you’ve never thought of prayer as a generous act, then you’ve been underestimating how effective it is. Be encouraged – your prayers are powerful gifts to others. Take time out to pray for a few people today: friends, enemies, co-workers, children.
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