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2CC Donations for Refugees

2CC Donations for Refugees

Jackets, hats, mittens and boots as well as large pots and pans were donated by 2CC members for refugees being settled in Albany. Large pots and pans for stove-top cooking are especially needed for families with many children.
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Women of the congregation knit and donated 25 baby blankets and 25 baby sweaters, many with intricate patterns.
The women also donated "one-zies," and receiving blankets they had sewn.
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At the reception center in Albany, outerwear for winter cold unfamiliar to most refugees, and kitchen utensils, pots and pans are sorted and stored. Apartments are rented and outfitted before the refugees move in.

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Mary's for Banner

Mary's for Banner

From middle of town intersection of Routes 7 & 9, take Route 7 south 2 blocks.
Turn left onto Hillside St. (just before Friendly’s). Church is located on right at top of hill.


All people of faith or in search of faith are welcome in our worship and work at Second Congregational Church, United Church of Christ, at 115 Hillside St. Sunday morning worship begins at 10 o’clock, and includes a Time for the Children in All of Us, after which children up through grade 5 are dismissed for Godly Play. The Middle- and High-school Class is at the Kitchen Cupboard this week for their monthly service work. On this Third Sunday of Easter, Rev. Mary Lee-Clark’s sermon is entitled, “Resurrected into the Ordinary,” based on the story from John’s gospel about Jesus’ meeting the disciples on the lakeshore.
A time of fellowship and refreshment for the whole church family follows in Webster Hall, and the Reading Group meets at 11:35.



Hygiene Kits (health kits) are Ziploc bags of toiletries that we at Second Congregational assemble each year to be sent to Church World Service for folks in need in places of disaster and poverty. You can help by giving the following items (or money to purchase) to Lorna Cheriton:
Hand Towels (approx. 16" - 28") Washcloth
Toothbrush in wrapper Bath-sized soap
Wide tooth Comb Regular sized Band-Aids
Nail Clippers



Vermont Gubernatorial Candidates Forums in Addison and Bennington County will be holding a forum on
April 9th from 3:30pm - 5:30pm, at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church, 200 Pleasant Street, Bennington, VT. The next Governor of Vermont will make critical decisions that will shape the lives of our communities for decades. Our next governor could be the leader who will help grow a vibrant, stable, open Vermont for all families. Who are the people who want to take on this role? Where do they stand on the issues that will most affect our lives and families in Addison and Bennington Counties? We have invited all current candidates and have confirmations already from Matt Dunne, Bruce Lisman, Peter Galbraith, and Sue Minter. Free event register at: www.radvt.org/apr9


The Open Door deadline is April 10th! Please submit any articles electronically to bennscc@sover.net.
Sunday, April 10th The reading group will meet in the Clayton Room at 11:45.
Tuesday, April 12th at 7pm. Trustees Meeting.
"Whom Shall I Fear?" --Psalm 27, Luke 13:31-35-- Feb. 21, 2016

"Whom Shall I Fear?" --Psalm 27, Luke 13:31-35-- Feb. 21, 2016

"Get away from here," some Pharisees told Jesus, "for Herod wants to kill you." "Death to America!" we see and hear on the news. ISIS posts gruesome videos of beheadings. We proclaim a "war on terror" and find ourselves more terrified than ever. African American brothers and sisters live in fear of the police, mothers nad fathers fearful for their children being killed. Signs and hashtags and voices shout, "Black Lives Matter!" because there is so much evidence from city streets and jails and prisons that they don’t. Fear is the air we breathe, the water we drink–literally, as our planet and its resources are threatened. Supergerms and diseases like zika lurk invisibly. We live in fear for our children, as they face challenges and are growing up in a world that so often seems to be spinning out of control. First-graders are gunner down in classrooms, theaters and shopping malls no longer safe. We fear for our jobs, so tenuous in this struggling economy. We fear the debilitating effects of aging, for ourselves and our parents. We worry about the future of our church. We worry that we are not enough, that we are not up to the challenges and expectations others have for us. It could well be said that we are living in a wilderness of fear, always struggling up rough slopes of challenge and impossible tasks, always seeming to be on the edge of some precipice of disaster.

From that ancient story of Adam and Eve in the garden, discovering after they had disobeyed God that they were naked and vulnerable, we find "the ancient taproot of fear in human life [as one writer puts it]. At a primal level of awareness we know that before God and in the world we are completely and distressingly naked, vulnerable to assaults against our person, our place, our relationships, our sense of meaning and purpose." [John S. Mogabgab, Weavings, Mar./Apr. 1999, p. 2]

"Get away from here, for Herod wants to kill you," they told Jesus, but Jesus chose to stay, to continue his work, casting out demons, healing people, exposed and vulnerable to Herod’s men, courageously choosing that vulnerability. "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?" the psalmist wrote. "Though an army encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; though war rise up against me, Yet I will be confident." Jesus would have known that psalm. Oh, to have that kind of confidence and courage!

David Lose points out that there are two kinds of courage–the first is courage in an immediate situation. Courage doesn’t mean we are without fear, and in fact, as another writer puts it, "In healthy fear, what little power we may have is wonderfully concentrated. It is the mother of wisdom and the companion of courage." [Robert Morris, Weavings, op cit., p. 21] To have courage in an immediate situation is being willing and able to act, even though we are afraid. Such courage doesn’t just "pop up" in the moment, but it is the manifestation of character, the accumulation of practice and behavior. The second kind of courage is the kind that anticipates and walks toward a situation of adversity, choosing not to turn away. This too, says Lose, is the manifestation of "character that has emerged from a lifetime of facing fears and shouldering burdens and that is also being forged in the very moment of accepting challenges and responsibilities that one could avoid." [inthemeantime, 2/17/16] Thus we see Jesus "setting his face toward Jerusalem," even though he knew what awaited him there.

Through her research on shame and vulnerability, sociologist Brene Brown has con- cluded, "You can’t get to courage without walking through vulnerability." It seems counter-intui-tive--isn’t vulnerability exactly what we fear? That our vulnerability will be exploited by those who wish us harm, that vulnerability will expose our true weaknesses and faults and we will be seen as the imperfect, flawed human beings or even nations that we are? Don’t we have to build walls and impenetrable defenses around ourselves, never apologize or admit weakness or error? Otherwise, surely we will be taken advantage of. Vulnerability is for weaklings, for losers.

Interestingly, researchers studying the effects of marketing and advertizing on those who claimed to be invulnerable to their siren songs found that "far from being an effective shield, the illusion of invulnerability undermines the very response that would have supplied genuine protection." [Brene Brown, Daring Greatly, p. 40] When we do not face our fears and vulnera-bilities squarely, we actually shut ourselves off from the strengths and resources available to us which can help us live more fully and wholeheartedly.

It was perhaps this refusal and loss of support and community that drove Jesus to lament over Jerusalem, "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!" Able to see those, like Herod, who wanted to kill him not just as enemies but as those who had chosen to cut themselves off from any true healing and source of power, Jesus’ words also challenge us to see the multiple layers within those who would do us harm–those who would inflict terror perhaps have also been humiliated, perhaps have seen their loved ones killed or cut off. Not to make excuses, but to be mindful of the many-sided responses that might be available to us.

In the wilderness of fear, we can practice courage by facing our fear and seeing the multiplicity of responses we might make. Psychologist Maria Sirois writes, "As we turn to face fear, our vision of the worst shifts and our heart calms. We can bring ourselves back to the present moment where choice abounds and let go of the terror of what might yet be or what has been and attend to the moment that is." [A Short Course in Happiness After Loss, excerpted on Wholebeing Institute website]. So in practicing mindfulness in meditation, honing those skills to examine our emotions, we might see what comes up alongside fear-- like sadness, or anger, or powerlessness, or disappointment, or frustration, OR possibility. We might see our adversaries as complex figures who not only hate us but may also experience grief, hopelessness, humiliation. So, mindfulness is one practice we might adopt so that we do not have to be paralyzed by that overwhelming, monolithic, red-face of FEAR.

Brene Brown suggests that our culture is so dominated by the fear of scarcity–of not having enough and not being enough–we are actually contributing to our on-going dissension and dysfunction, instead of having the courage to admit and honor our sense of vulnerability.

There are enough of us struggling with the issue of worthiness [she writes] that it’s shaping the culture...From 9/11, multiple wars, and the recession, to catastrophic natural disasters and the increase in random violence and school shootings, we’ve survived and are surviving events that have torn at our sense of safety with such force that we’ve experienced them as trauma even if we weren’t directly involved....Worrying about scarcity is our culture’s version of post-traumatic stress. It happens when we’ve been through too much and rather than coming together to heal (which requires vulnerability), we’re angry and scared and at each other’s throats." [Brown, op cit. , p. 27]

Sounds something like this campaign season, doesn’t it?

"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and your were not willing!" What a wonderful maternal image for God–a hen who would gather her chicks under her wings–"strong and tender," as our bulletin covers say, courageous and vulnerable. One Biblical scholar tells the story of a "barnyard fire...in which those cleaning up have found a dead hen, scorched and blackened, and live chicks sheltering under her wings." [NT Wright, cited by K. Matthews in Sermon Seeds, 2/21/16] That is the fierce, courageous, vulnerable power of God’s love for us. This is a God whose presence and power is to be reckoned with–that is, before whom we ought to experience a holy, healthy fear–but this is not a God from whom we should fear vindictiveness or random assaults of power. Rudolph Otto called this the mysterium tremendum–"a Tremendous Mystery." [The Idea of the Holy] This is the God who took on human flesh and shared all the frailty of human life, even death on a cross, for us.

So in this wilderness of fear, during this season of Lent, we have choices of a number of different practices, in addition to the traditional ones of prayer, fasting, almsgiving, study, and worship. We can practice courage, as Brene Brown says, "by showing up, by letting ourselves be seen, and by honoring vulnerability." We can practice being mindful by meditating, and in that mindfulness, examine those things we fear and maybe become aware of other emotions connected to that fear. In our meditation and prayer, we might hold those people we fear in the presence of God, seeing what light might be shed upon them.

In that practice of mindfulness, we can also take note of the things we have to be grateful for–another practice of resilience. In the midst of our fears about ageing, we can give thanks for the wisdom we’ve obtained through the years and for the abilities, though different, still available to us. In the midst of our worries over the security of our jobs or our retirement funds, we can be grateful for the jobs we haveand the skills we’ve gained, for the funds that are still there. In the midst of our worries over our "enoughness," we might make a point of noting and expressing our thanks to those friends and loved ones who love us as we are.

In our national conversations, what energies and creativity might be released for problem-solving if, instead of focusing solely on all that’s wrong with our country, we celebrated and reinforced all that is right ? "Make America Great Again" is the slogan of one of the presidential candidates’ campaign, but Nancy Rockwell urges us not to lose sight of the ways that the U.S. is great now– we have the largest, most capable military the world has ever seen, she says, a large, strong economy which though it has been rocked, is better than most; we earn the most Nobel prizes, we are the "purveyors of the stuff the world gets on its knees for: medicine, cars, hi-tech, Coke, Levis, rock and rolls, movies, and perhaps the ultimate Most, as every third world citizen will tell you, the greatest thing about America is so many grocery stores and all the shelves are full" [The Bite in the Apple, 2/18/16] –unless, of course, you live in the inner cities which are wastelands for real food]. "So," Rockwell asks, "how will ramping up fear of immigrants and purging the country of Latinos and Moslems, reducing wages, repealing Affordable Health Care, and denying climate change make us greater?" We must acknowledge and addres the things that are "wrong" or not working in our national agenda, but we must not lose sight of our gifts and strengths. One of the skills of resilient people is their ability to face both the negative and positive aspects of their situation and not succumb to the negative. We can choose to put our energy into the positive.

"The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?...Teach me your way, O God..."

The way that Jesus taught was the way of vulnerability and courage, the way of gratitude and perseverance, the way of self-awareness and the ability to see others in all their multiplicity, the way of trust in God in the face of adversity. Even in the wilderness of fear, we have choices. Remember that Mother Hen Jesus longs to shelter us beneath her wings in a community of love and belonging. In the wilderness of fear, know that we are not alone and without resources. So may we "be strong, and let our hearts take courage."

Amen, and amen.

 

Rev. Mary H. Lee-Clark
The Wilderness

The Wilderness

Members of the congregation admire the Mountain "Wilderness" created on the altar table by Barbara and Mike. Our church is exploring various aspects of wilderness during Lent, as Jesus went into the wilderness before beginning his public ministry. Each week during Lent, Barbara and Mike will create a representation of a different type of wilderness.

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"Into the Wilderness"-- Luke 4:1-13-- Feb. 14, 2016

"Into the Wilderness"-- Luke 4:1-13-- Feb. 14, 2016

The story is told of a young woman from what was then the Soviet Union, who came to the United States to study theology. "Upon entering a supermarket for the first time, she promptly fainted. Her senses simply shut down, overwhelmed by the unending aisles and avalanche of products." Or, of another woman "who was unable to find a particular brand of crackers on the supermarket shelf even though the box was right before her eyes. Its presence was masked by the surrounding thicket of other cracker boxes. "Apparently," one writer says, "our capacity to take in what is most important and to perceive what we are most seeking has become clogged by unrestrained abundance, ‘confused [as it were] by adjacent irrelevancies.’" [John Mogabgab, Weavings, May/June 2001, p. 1]

Lent is a time for clearing away all those "adjacent irrelevancies" to see if we can discover what is most important in our lives. It is an entirely counter-cultural idea. If anything, we are taught to seek what is "important" by acquiring more things, doing more things, by taking in more and more information through more and more means and devices. "Too much information" is not only the response to the friend who wants to tell you about everything that transpired in the bathroom this morning, but also to daily life in 21st c. America. We are literally re-wiring the brains of our children and young people to accommodate this amount of stimulus, so, more than ever, the idea of Lent, of intentionally sifting through and letting go of what is not essential in our lives, seems at best quaint or archaic, perhaps escapist, maybe just one more of those self-help schemes that tout all sorts of remarkable results but end up being discarded after a couple of days.

"I was at least 25 years old before I learned that Lent wasn’t about punishing myself for being human," Barbara Brown Taylor wrote. ["The Wilderness Exam," Day1.org, 2/21/10] You may be familiar with that understanding of Lent–you must purge your appetites, confess all the deeds for which you are heartily sorry, give up anything that gives you pleasure, don’t smile too broadly, wear somber colors. More recently, there has been a move away from giving up some pleasure–like chocolate-- or habit–like smoking-- and taking on some useful or beneficial practice, like putting aside money to be given to some good cause, or writing a card or hand-written letter to people too long out of touch, or starting a gratitude journal. One of my favorite suggestions that I recently read was from the Rev. Michael Slaughter, who suggests "a forty-day fast from being a jerk." If only we could prescribe Lenten disciplines for other people, right?!

To help him get clear about what was important in his life, we read in Luke that "the Spirit led Jesus in the wilderness, where for forty days he was tempted by the devil." The wilderness–eremos is the Greek word–and it doesn’t mean hot and dry, but rather uninhabited, lonely, with no human population [David Rensberger, Weavings, May/June 2001, p. 7]. "In a word, it means deserted." "Desert" is probably how we picture the Judean wilderness that Jesus was led to, and it is a barren, rocky, dry land. But all wildernesses do not necessarily look like that.

One of you wrote on the "Wilderness" sheet in Webster Hall, that "the middle of North Star Bay in northern Greenland, in the fog" comes to mind when you think of Wilderness. Another wrote, "places in God’s creation that are WILD, natural, untainted by human activity-and-leftovers." To someone who’s lived her whole life in Kansas, an ocean beach looks like wilderness. To a desert-dweller, an old-growth forest is a wild and scary place. Mountain ranges and rushing rivers can be places of wilderness.

But of course, the wilderness is not only a geographical location. Most of us have had at least one wilderness experience in our lives. "Maybe it just looked like a hospital waiting room to you," writes Barbara Brown Taylor, " or the sheets on a cheap motel bed after you got kicked out of your house, or maybe it looked like the parking lot where you couldn’t find your car on the day you lost your job. It may even have been a kind of desert in the middle of your own chest, where you begged for a word from God and heard nothing but the wheezing bellows of your own chest." Maybe it was your own house the first time you walked into it after saying good-bye to a loved one; or the grain on your kitchen table you stared at after you spouse told you they’d had an affair. "Wildernesses come in so many shapes and sizes," Taylor says, "that the only way you can really tell you are in one is to look around for what you normally count on to save your life and come up empty. No food. No earthly power, no special protection–just a Bible-quoting devil and a whole bunch of sand." [Ibid.]

"Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, returned from the Jordan and was led by the Spirit in the wilderness, where for forty days he was tempted by the devil." Luke and Matthew detail the conversation between Jesus and his temptor–conversations about bread, power, and safety. In our day, David Lose suggests, they could easily be about youth, beauty, and wealth, or confidence, fame, and security. [inthemeantime, 2/14/16] Jesus’ temptations "involve good things that come between God and ourselves," which, when they become our sole focus, lead us away from our true vocation and relationship with God." [Bruce Epperly, Adventurous Lectionary, 2/14/16] Maybe family is your temptation–such a good thing, a wonderful gift, but we can be tempted to devote all our time and energy into that tight circle of relationships and close ourselves off from the rest of the human family. Or maybe it’s fitness and health–being good stewards of our bodies is part of our faithful response to God’s good gift. But when they consume all our time, prevent us from ever being available for other experiences or people, when we define our worth by whether we win or lose, how we look, how we feel, then we might need to examine what lord we are serving.

The North African Desert Father and Mothers, mystics of the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th centuries, moved out into the desert precisely to eliminate the world’s distractions and temptations. But they came to "believe that the greatest temptation was to have no temptation. As Abba Anthony once asserted, ‘Whoever has not experienced temptation cannot enter the kingdom of God...[And even], without temptation no one can be saved.’" [Epperly, op cit.] We have to be able to recognize all those other gods beside God who appear so friendly and appealing and seductive.

So it is said that Jesus was human because he "was tempted like we are." The point isn’t that he was tempted to overindulge in food or drink, or that he may or may not have had intimate relationships, but rather that he had to get clear about what was and wasn’t the God he would serve. Like an athlete in training for a race or a match or an event, he had to hone his skills, sharpen his abilities, strengthen his body and mind to manage his appetites, obtain clarity and grit for the task before him, which was nothing short of turning the world upside down.

The wisdom of this wilderness "vision quest" is largely lost to our culture, though still part of many other indigenous cultures. We in the church even have so domesticated this sense of wilderness, preferring instead the more "reasonable approach," of reading, perhaps, or study, or coming up with a carefully arranged schedule or calendar. All of which can be fruitful, but the real wilderness experiences–those times when we are not in control, when what happened today was not on the calendar, when we have none of the usual landmarks by which to get our bearings, when the things and the people which have made up our lives are gone–those wilderness experiences will come to us, whether chosen or not.

And so gaining the skills and grit, but perhaps more importantly the clarity about who we are and Whose we are, will help us go through those wilderness. With what besides God do we usually fill up the empty spaces inside us? Busyness? Food? Drink? Exercise? Facebook? What good gifts from God have we used only to serve ourselves? What distracts us from our true selves, our true purpose, if we have ever even taken the time to discern what that true self or true purpose is? What are the cravings we have for things that have no power to save us or to give us real life? Are we tempted to think we are not enough, that we are not worthy to be loved?

We have 40 days before us to explore some of these questions, to sort out from the midst of all the distractions and abundance what is really important, to maybe let go of some of the things we use to numb the uncomfortable or scary feelings that arise in the course of our lives. The very prospect may make your palms sweat and your breath catch. We’ll talk each week about some skills and practices that may help us have more resilience in those wilderness times. But for the meantime, Take a deep breath. Then take another. Sit quietly for a few minutes and make sure your breaths are coming all the way in and all the way out. See if you can hear your heartbeat. You may feel like you’ll die without whatever you’ve been filling the emptiness with. You probably won’t. Breathe again. It’s just one day, one breath. And then another.

The wilderness may actually turn into a gift. "The wilderness," Taylor says, "is still one of the most reality-based, spirit-filled, life-changing places a person can be." (Ibid.) For remember, it is not a "God-forsaken place," as John Stendahl writes, "nor does it belong to the devil. It is God’s home. The Holy Spirit is there, within us and beside us. And if we cannot feel that spirit inside of us or at our side, perhaps we can at least imagine Jesus there, not too far away, with enough in him to sustain us, enough to make us brave." [cited in K. Matthews, sermonseeds, 2/14/16]

So, finally, a blessing for entering this wilderness time. Just as Jesus was led into the wilderness with the name given to him at his baptism ringing in his ears, so may we take the name "Beloved," which is also ours, with us into these 40 days. Receive this blessing from Jan Richardson–

Beloved Is Where We Begin

If you would enter

into the wilderness,

do not begin

without a blessing.

Do not leave

without hearing

who you are:

Beloved,

named by the One

who has traveled this path

before you.

Do not go

without letting it echo

in your ears,

and if you find

it is hard

to let it into your heart,

do not despair.

That is what

this journey is for.

I cannot promise

this blessing will free you

from danger,

from fear,

from hunger

or thirst,

from the scorching

of sun

or the fall

of the night.

But I can tell you

that on this path

there will be help.

I can tell you

that on this way

there will be rest.

I can tell you

that you will know

the strange graces

that come to our aid

only on a road

such as this,

that fly to meet us

bearing comfort

and strength,

that come alongside us

for no other cause

than to lean themselves

toward our ear

and with their

curious insistence

whisper our name:

Beloved.

Beloved.

Beloved.

-[http://paintedprayerbook.com/2016/02/11/lent-1-beloved-is-where-we-begin/]

Amen.

 

 

Rev. Mary H. Lee-Clark

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
"The Light Within" -- Luke 9: 28-43-- Feb. 7, 2016

"The Light Within" -- Luke 9: 28-43-- Feb. 7, 2016

Here on this last Sunday in the season of Epiphany, we read the story of the Transfiguration–of Jesus on the mountaintop with three chosen disciples, his face and his clothing suddenly shot through with Radiance as he prays, and the appearance with him of those two larger-than-life figures from Jewish tradition, Moses and Elijah, speaking to him about his "departure" or "exodus." Jesus has often gone off by himself to pray, and maybe this is what happens to him all the time. But this is the first time–the only time that we know of–that Peter, James, and John are with him and witness this transfiguration, this encounter with The Holy.

Clearly it short-circuits all the neural pathways in their brains. As Moses and Elijah are fading from view, Peter blurts out, "Master, it is good for us to be here; let us make three dwellings, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah!" A typical extrovert, perhaps, talking out loud to process what is going on, but really, as Luke says in an aside, "not knowing what he was saying." Lori Brandt Hale imagines "a cosmic hand from heaven, reaching down to give Peter a good ‘you are missing the point’ slap upside the head" [cited by Kate Huey Matthews in sermonseeds, 2/7/16]. Every situation doesn’t require us to Do Something. Sometimes, the thing to remember is, "Don’t just do something–stand there!"

The story of this vision is in all four gospels, so clearly it was important to the early Christian community. They, by the way, would have been less impressed by the fact that Peter, James, and John had this vision, this experience, for visions and dreams were viewed as common modes of experience and knowledge. What would have been important for those early Christians was the meaning, the lesson, the affirmation of Jesus and his path by God, God’s radiance shining from within Jesus but also enveloping them all on that mountaintop. Remember this. Don’t lose sight of this...

....because each time in the gospels this story of the mountaintop transfiguration is told, it is followed by the story of the descent into the valley, where the demon-possessed boy and his father are crying out for help. The mountaintop and the valley stories go together, even though too often we separate them. These stories, but more importantly, these experiences, need each other. The valley isn’t the postscript to the mountaintop, but the "in the meantime..."

Listen again, as Debie Thomas re-tells the two stories–

On the mountain, a man bent in prayer erupts in sudden light. As glory leaks from every pore, three sleepy disciples cower in the grass and watch their Master glow. Two figures appear out of time and space; in solemn tones they speak of exodus, accomplishment, Jerusalem. The disciples, comprehending nothing, babble nonsense in response — "Let's make tents! Let's stay here always! This is good!" A cloud descends, thick and impenetrable. As it envelops the disciples, they fall to their faces, certain the end has come. But a Voice addresses them instead, tender and gentle. "This is my Son, my Chosen." The Voice hums with delight, and the disciples, braver now, look up. They gaze at their Master — the Shining One — and a Father's pure joy sings with the stars. "This is my Beloved Son. Listen to him."

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In the valley, a boy writhes in the dust. He drools, he cannot hear, and his eyes — wide-open, feral — see nothing but darkness. Around him a crowd gathers and swells, eager for spectacle. Scribes jeer, and disciples wring their hands in shame. "Frauds!" someone yells into the night. "Charlatans!" "Where's your Master?" the scribes ask the disciples an umpteeth time. "Why has he left you?" "We don't know," the disciples mutter, gesturing vaguely at the mountain. Panic wars with exhaustion as they hear the boy shriek yet again — an echo straight from hell. He flails, and his limbs assault his stricken face. A voice — strangled, singular — rends the night. "This is my son!" a man cries out as he pushes through the crowd to gather the convulsing boy into his arms. Everyone stares as the father cradles the wreck of a child against his chest. "Please," he sobs to the stars. "Please. This is my beloved son. Listen to him."

"Here’s what I’d like to know [Thomas asks, as she reads these two stories together]: how does glory on the mountain speak to the agony in the valley? What does it mean that they share a landscape? Can a love song on a pinnacle reach a scream in the depths? What happens if it can’t? Aren’t there two beloved sons in this story?" [journeywithjesus, 1/31/16]

Right now, as we sit in this peaceful, love-filled place, on this hillside [not quite a mountaintop], what else is going on in the meantime? We know that right now, in our community, there are people waking up with hang-overs, people on their 2nd beer of the morning, people shooting up heroin, a woman is being hit, a child told he is stupid, many people are hungry with no prospects for food until, perhaps, if they know about it, if they dare come, until our Sunday Supper at 5. We know that right now a young black man is being stopped by the police for no other reason than he is black and in the "wrong" place. We know that Jesus’ name is being used to advocate carpet-bombing. We know that God’s name is being shouted as suicide bombers detonate themselves in crowded streets. We know that demons of all kinds possess children, teens, women, and men. We know that the earth herself cries out from poisons and toxins polluting and killing her and her children. Hoosick Falls and Flint, MI are but two of her voices. All the mountain tops are connected to the valleys, and the plains, the rivers and oceans, the villages and mega-metropolitan areas.

The Rev. Dr. James Forbes, former pastor of NYC’s Riverside Church, says that we are "in the midst of an epidemic of what [he calls] ‘a degenerative discouragement syndrome’....with a list from the news cycle [that] seems to resist remediation or repair." [ON Scripture, 2/7/16]

"One thing is certain," Dr. Forbes writes, "very little progress will be achieved apart from costly commitment...it is likely that true commitment will make very serious demands upon one’s strength, security, resources, and comforts."

This story of the Transfiguration, where Jesus and the disciples were overwhelmed with glory, seems to have been critical for the early Christian communities who were facing their own overwhelming challenges. Having the white light of that image from the mountaintop seared on their minds’ eyes and on their hearts gave them encouragement, hope, affirmation, power, just as it seems to have given Jesus strength for the journey into the valley and up to that other hillside that awaited him. As Jim Forbes says, " If Jesus needed and received extraordinary encourage-ment and empowerment, what about us?" In the midst of our epidemic of "degenerative discouragement syndrome," we need extraordinary encouragement and empowerment too, don’t we?

"Here’s the great challenge to the Christian life," Debie Thomas suggests–"can we speak glory to agony, and agony to glory? Can we hold the mountain and the valley in faithful tension with each other–denying neither, embracing both? Can we do this hard, hard work out of pure love for each other, so that no one among us–not the joyous one, not the anguished one, not the beloved one, not the broken one–is ever truly alone?" [Ibid.] Can we do this?

I caught just the beginning of a National Geographic special this week on television as I was finishing up the dinner dishes. It was about bioluminescence–the ability of some creatures to give off light, like fireflies, or deep sea squid or other fish. It’s an adaptive feature, the narrator said, that has evolved to give off light in dark places.

Isn’t that what we are called to do? Give off light, radiate Light, in dark places, places where suffering and falsehood and distortion have obscured the Light that we know as God? Psychologist C.G. Jung wrote, "As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being." The sole purpose.

And the thing is, we know that kindling this light, as others have said, is "hard, hard work"; it will require "costly commitment...making very serious demands upon one’s strength, security, resources, and comforts." But the story of the Transfiguration also reminds us, encourages us, that that Light is already within us; sometimes just being there is enough, if we can be transparent enough. [Don’t just do something; stand there.] And so we need times like these, here on the hillside, to be reminded of who we are and Whose we are. We need times of quiet and stillness, of prayer and meditation, of nurturing ourselves, body and soul, times of tending to and building up the flame of the Light within. AND we need to return to the valleys–literally and figuratively–of the world, to kindle the darkness of mere being that so many experience, to love God and our neighbors with all we’ve got, so that "no one among us–not the joyous one, not the anguished one, not the beloved one, not the broken one–is ever truly alone."

We begin the journey into Lent this week, this wilderness time that both tests us and strengthens us for the challenges that lie ahead. This vision of the Glory that is in us and around us can be part of the resilience that will see us through the hard times. We’ll explore other practices and gifts that we can call upon when the going gets rough. But today, let the Glory soak and saturate you. We are given the bread and cup this morning to nourish us for our journeys. So take this meal, take that sure knowledge of Glory with you as you "go forth into the world in peace, being of good courage, holding fast to that which is good..." You know the rest. Carry it with you.

May these words be hope and strength and courage for the living of these days. Amen.

Rev. Mary H. Lee-Clark

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