Sunday, December 20, 2020

Forward step by step


 

Dear Friends

With the arrival of the vaccine, we are now being told that there is “light at the end of the tunnel”. While we rejoice at that good news, we also must realize the “end” of the tunnel is still many months away, at best. And, there will be many twists and turns along the way, which means the light will not always be visible.

Tomorrow, December 21st, is the first day of winter, the winter solstice, the day with the longest night. For many, 2020 has been the longest year of their lives. This year, it is also the closest visible conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn in 800 years. This is being compared to the “Christmas Star” because the biblical star we read about in Luke could also have been a conjunction of planets. (To see it, we are being told to “look toward the waxing moon in the western sky, about 45 minutes after sunset”).

Perhaps we could imagine ourselves being in conjunction with Jesus this Christmas (“God and sinners reconciled”, as we sing in that carol.) When we intentionally try to stay close to the “light of the world”, he will lead us through the long, dark, twisting and turning tunnels of our lives, including the one the whole world is experiencing right now.

These words of John Henry Newman's classic hymn come to mind:

Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom, lead thou me on;

The night is dark, and I am far from home; lead thou me on;

Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see

the distant scene: one step enough for me.*

Forward day by day? How about, for right now, forward step by step!

As we patiently and prayerfully wait for the vaccinations to spread (in order to slow down and stop the spread), let us rejoice that we have a light, a Shepherd and Savior now. Jesus is not a vaccine to give us immunity from every disease and heartache, from every sin that infects the world. He is the one who walks with us through this life and offers forgiveness, healing, and abundant life, and, a new life that defeats death.

And so let us pray the verse of “O Come O Come Emmanuel” appointed for tomorrow, December 21st:

O come, thou Dayspring from on high

and cheer us by thy drawing nigh;

Disperse the gloomy clouds of night

and death’s dark shadow put to flight

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel!


You're finished, fall. Welcome, winter. Coming Soon: spring and summer!

John

* If you have extra time, you might enjoy reading these excerpts from Wikipedia about this hymn:

"Lead, Kindly Light" is a hymn with words written in 1833 by Saint John Henry Newman as a poem titled "the Pillar of the Cloud", which was first published in the British Magazine in 1834. As a young priest, Newman became sick while in Italy and was unable to travel for almost three weeks. In his own words:

Before starting from my inn, I sat down on my bed and began to sob bitterly. My servant, who had acted as my nurse, asked what ailed me. I could only answer, "I have a work to do in England." I was aching to get home, yet for want of a vessel I was kept at Palermo for three weeks. I began to visit the churches, and they calmed my impatience, though I did not attend any services. At last, I got off in an orange boat, bound for Marseilles. We were becalmed for whole week in the Straits of Bonifacio, and it was there that I wrote the lines, Lead, Kindly Light, which have since become so well known.

Notable occasions relating to hymn:

The largest mining disaster in the Durham Coalfield in England was at West Stanley Colliery, known locally as "The Burns Pit", when 168 men and boys lost their lives as the result of two underground explosions at 3.45pm on Tuesday 16 February 1909. In the Towneley Seam 63 lay dead, in the Tilley Seam 18 lay dead, in the Busty Seam 33 lay dead and in the Brockwell Seam 48 lay dead. But incredibly, there were still men alive underground. A group of 34 men and boys in the Tilley Seam had found a pocket of clean air. They were led by Deputy Mark Henderson. Sadly, a few of them panicked and left the group, they died instantly after inhaling the poison gas. The remainder sat in almost total darkness, when one of them began humming the Hymn "Lead Kindly Light". In no time at all, the rest of the miners joined in with the words, "Lead kindly light amidst the encircling gloom, lead thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home". This was probably sung to the tune "Sandon" by C. H. Purday, popular with miners in the Durham coalfield. Before the hymn ended, young Jimmy Gardner died of injuries. These 26 men were rescued after 14 hours, four others were later rescued.

"Lead, Kindly Light" was sung by Betsie ten Boom, sister of Corrie ten Boom, and other women as they were led by the S.S. Guards to the Ravensbrück concentration camp during the Holocaust.

“Lead, Kindly Light” was sung by a soloist, Marion Wright, on the RMS Titanic during a hymn-singing gathering led by the Rev. Ernest C. Carter, shortly before the ocean liner struck an iceberg on April 14, 1912. The hymn was also sung aboard one of the Titanic's lifeboats when the rescue ship Carpathia was sighted the following morning. It was suggested by one of the occupants, Noëlle, Countess of Rothes.

Finally, on one occasion in February 1915, “Lead, Kindly Light” was sung by a group of British troops to the accompaniment of nearby artillery fire on the Western Front during the First World War, at services held before going into the trenches the following day.iends


Sunday, December 13, 2020

Powerful Reminder


Dear Friends

The picture/cartoon above has nothing to do with this post, although I hope it brings a 😄

A friend just sent me this quote from an evangelical preacher in Texas. I thought it was worth sharing: 

I do not believe these are days for mincing words. I’m 63 1/2 years old & I have never seen anything in these United States of America I found more astonishingly seductive & dangerous to the saints of God than Trumpism. This Christian nationalism is not of God. Move back from it.

Fellow leaders, we will be held responsible for remaining passive in this day of seduction to save our own skin while the saints we’ve been entrusted to serve are being seduced, manipulated, USED and stirred up into a lather of zeal devoid of the Holy Spirit for political gain.

And, God help us, we don’t turn from Trumpism to Bidenism. We do not worship flesh and blood. We do not place our faith in mortals. We are the church of the living God. We can’t sanctify idolatry by labeling a leader our Cyrus. We need no Cyrus. We have a king. His name is Jesus.

This reminded me of the words of my favorite Advent hymn which was sung at the National Cathedral this morning. These are the final two verses:

O Zion, that bringest good tidings, get thee up to the heights and sing

Proclaim to a desolate people the coming of their King

Like the flowers of the field they perish, like the grass our works decay

the power and pomp of nations shall pass like a dream away

but the word of our God endureth, the arm of the Lord is strong;

He stands in the midst of nations and he will right the wrong

He shall feed his flock like a shepherd, the lambs he'll gently hold;

to pastures of peace he'll lead them and bring them safe to his fold.

May it be so.

John (the Episcopalian)

 

 


Thursday, December 10, 2020

Embarrassed and Ashamed



Dear Friends

Pardon this interruption but I will not remain silent.

Very briefly, I am saddened, embarrassed for, and so ashamed of my representative to Congress, Ken Calvert, who has signed on (this was requested by Trump) as supporting the crazy Texas AG lawsuit which is suing 4 other states in a pathetic attempt to overthrow the election results. He is one of only 107 of 435 House representatives that represent, from my view, Profiles in Cowardness, not Courage.

I don’t know if you are aware of the details of all this, but it would appear that he has chosen to side with Trump and against the constitution and democracy---because he is afraid of Trump voters in his district, not to mention Trump? Or does he really understand and believe in what he did today.

He needs to hear from people who will not remain silent in the face of this absurd but dangerous action, because it has the potential to further divide our country. States decide on their own rules for elections. Texas has no right or business doing this. It is spearheaded by the Texas Attorney General who is under indictment---is he doing this to show his loyalty to get a pardon? Why is Calvert really doing this? He needs to be called on to explain.

Read up on what is going and then, if you are so moved, call

Ken Calvert  Corona Office 951-277-0042

and

Ken Calvert DC office  202-225-1986

John

P.S. Picture above is just part of a cartoon I shared before---Nancy Pelosi is in background tearing up his last state of the union speech. I am aware politicians of all stripes can divide, but I am focusing on a president who is STILL SELFISHLY tearing apart the country I love. I am dismayed and disgusted that so many are continuing to enable him, including half of the Republicans in the house and a majority of Republicans in the Senate.



Monday, December 7, 2020

Happy Baptismday to Me


Dear Friends

The newspaper article above announces the day I was born, May 25, 1952. It must have been a slow news day! 

Here is the article: 

It was a busy day and joyous one for the Rev. John Kimball Saville, rector of St. Michael's Episcopal church this last Sunday. Their first son and fourth child (was) born to Reverend and Mrs. Saville at St. Vincent's hospital, Los Angeles, at 5 am.

Rushing to Los Angeles, the Rector stayed with his wife and new son for a short time before returning home to take over his pastorate duties at St. Michael's. The remainder of the day was one of continual congratulations, all delightfully received as John Kimball Saville III was as "welcome as the flowers in May" not only as the son in the family but as brother-playmate for the young Misses Susan Anne, age eight, Deborah Elizabeth, age five, and little Mary Rebecca, age two.

Both mother and son are reported as doing nicely.

Exactly twenty-eight weeks later, December 7, 1952, I was born again by and through the sacrament of baptism. To my knowledge, there was no news coverage.  I do have a nice church certificate.

While most of the world rightfully remembers today as the anniversary of Pearl Harbor, I also remember it as the day I became a member of the Body of Christ. Presenting me for baptism I now see as one of the most important gifts my parents gave me, including raising me in the church I love.

May 25th is the feast of Bede the Venerable, 8th century priest and monk, whose claim to fame includes writing “The Ecclesiastical History of England”. Unlike me, he was known as the greatest scholar of his time in the Western Church.

December 7th is the feast of Ambrose, 4th century Bishop of Milan. It’s a longer story, but he was attending a deadlocked convention as a mediator and suddenly a crowd began chanting “Ambrose shall be our bishop!”. Over his protests, the non-candidate (who wasn’t even baptized yet), was elected. Hastily baptized, he was then ordained bishop on this day in 373.

After his baptism, he wrote, “After the font (of baptism), the Holy Spirit is poured on you, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and strength, the spirit of knowledge and godliness, and the spirit of holy fear.”

Also, these words from a meditation are attributed to Ambrose:

Lord Jesus Christ

You are for me medicine when I am sick

You are my strength when I need help

You are life itself when I fear death

You are the way when I long for heaven

You are light when all is dark

You are my food when I need nourishment.

I am thankful for my birth, of course. But I am also so thankful for my baptism (as I am sure you are) and for these words of Ambrose which continue to guide me as I continue to try to grow up into the full stature of Christ.

John

P.S. I am happy to report that the words of several hymns in our Hymnal are from Ambrose. His words from Hymn 22 seem especially appropriate to pray for our country right now:

Quench now on earth the flames of strife

From passions heat preserve our life

And while you keep our body whole

Pour healing peace upon our soul

Saturday, December 5, 2020

Stayin' at home


 

                            “Stay, Stay, Stay, Stay, Stayin’ at home”

Dear Friends

The plaque above was a gift which has hung in our house for many years. While the words still ring true, things are different right now. We and family and friends are not coming and going, and certainly not gathering the way we used to.

Anticipating a new stay at home order, this morning’s LA Times headline was “Staying home may be the only option”, noting experts that say “the time for subtle responses has passed.” 

And now it has been announced that the order will take effect at 11:59 pm tomorrow.

All cannot or will not follow this "order", of course. But it will be fairly easy for Kathleen and I because we have already chosen to stay in the extra cautious lane since all this began last spring. It is easier because we are retired, we have a home with a yard, and, most importantly, we have each other. 

But we also have decided this is one way we can be part of the solution rather than part of the problem. Barring unforeseen circumstances and some exceptions, we will try to be leaving the house only to get groceries, walk at the park (and yes, it will be hard to resist a drive through Miguel’s from time to time.)

Different people in different situations will be part of the solution by doing different things, including things we cannot or choose not to do. But all our choices should be on behalf of others, for the common good, including helping to keep hospital beds and medical staff available for those who will need them. 

If there was ever a time to ask ourselves, “Is this particular action helpful or potentially hurtful?” when it comes to fighting this war with the virus, this is it. 

Thankfully, 46 days from today, “46” will be moving into 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. We will be hearing more of his voice and watching his example and appreciating a new tone that, I believe, will make a big difference.  

For now, whatever sacrifices we choose to make are the least we can do. And hopefully they will lead to more coming and going and gathering next year. 

John

P.S. Speaking of 46, consider these helpful reminders from Psalm 46 for our current situation:

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble..."

"The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold..."

"Be still then, and know that I am God..."





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