Friday, February 24, 2023

War....what is it good for?

 


"Why do we keep having them?  Every generation and for centuries.....?"  that was the question asked me by a student as the first Gulf War began.  

I was in seminary.  I was scared. I was angry. I joined in the protests on campus.  I shared my concerns with the congregation where I was a Student Assistant Pastor (which acronyms accurately to SAP). 

As per the prophetic inquiry by the student, years later and the start of the  second Gulf War. I was living and working in Washington, DC and again another round of protests and preaching, marches and meetings.

Today is the one year anniversary of the invasion of Ukraine.  I remember one week   after this war began, being at a gas station filling-up my car.  Gas was shockingly expensive.  As we were wailing over the hit to our wallets, I said to the gentleman in the pump next to me, "You know, I'll pay it if it keeps Ukraine standing and resisting."

Though the gas prices have receded somewhat, the sentiment remains....whatever it takes, Ukraine. Yet, as this war, begun by blatant aggression against a sovereign nation, enters year two, I remain horrified at the destruction, saddened by lives upended and lost, children displaced and the cost .....way over a billion dollars that is just our USA tab and continuing.....

How long?  

Not just for this recent conflict, yet, how long the wars on bigger scales and small?  

What is the faithful response?

My United Methodist team states in our Book of Discipline: As Christians “we believe war is incompatible with the teachings and example of Christ. We therefore reject war as an instrument of national foreign policy.” (2016 Book of Discipline, Social Principles ¶165.C). We also know our God stands with the oppressed and calls on us to support them. 

No surprise there, I'm certain other denominations and faith traditions each state something similar. 

The photo at the beginning of this post is the statue "Beating Swords into Plowshares" that sits in front of the United Nations Building in New York City.  Appropriate placement.

How do we go about turning swords and the money and power they cost and turn them into plowshares, instruments of food and harvest and sustenance?

I confess I am at a loss..... I do not know.  I do know, however, that it frightens me greatly that in survey after survey the most trusted institution in America is the military. 

 Perhaps we start there. Ask what does that then say about us? Why is it? How do we be, bless, build and bear the call to be peacemakers?  

Yes, we need to talk about it....even more, we need to take some action, make some effort....something...anything....


Tuesday, February 21, 2023

SIGNPOSTS


How do you know where you are? Where you’ve been? Where you’re going?

 

Like town and street signs on the freeway, brightly painted slashes on trees beside the walking trail, schedules and calendars --- we use them all to orient ourselves and navigate our journey.

 

Liturgical seasons are a major way I order my life.  

 

Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of the liturgical season of Lent.  It's a season that always seems as if it should be spoken in a deep, somber voice and for some it can become intimidating. 

It is a serious season of introspection and looking into self and discovering who you are. 

Yet, it should also be one anticipated for the possibilities of becoming a better me.

 

I’m ready.....


I've selected the new book (THE MEAL THAT RECONNECTS) that I will read along with the Benedictine Sisters of Erie.


I've determined that I will establish and maintain a routine and seek much needed balance in my life....enough is the motto.


I set my intention to know that I can control how I respond to a person, a situation, a comment.


I will write DAILY and post to this blog three times a week (Wednesdays, Fridays, Sundays).


I will listen more. 

I will notice more.

I will trust more.

I will risk more.


Presbyterian minister Frederick Buechner wrote, "In the crucible of heat and sand, Jesus was trying to figure out what it meant to be Jesus."  

This Lent in the clouds and warming temperatures, the rain and the greening, I will try to figure out what it means to be Sally.


Are you going on the journey?

Are you ready?


Hold to this....we do not journey alone.....blessed be.