From the Bishop's Desk

Dear friends and colleagues,

Grace and peace be unto you!

Next Monday I will begin the fourth in a series of zoom calls with our synod’s rostered leaders in our 17 Ministry Areas. In our most recent series of meetings I highlighted the need for our rostered leaders to practice good self care and to maintain a proper work/life balance. This of course includes taking adequate time off on a weekly basis and to make sure to take vacation days.

Our rostered leaders have been doing a magnificent job of leading and caring for God’s people in the midst of these extraordinary circumstances. They have quickly adapted and learned new ways of engaging their ministries. They have been working very, very hard and they need our support and encouragement to take care of their own physical, spiritual and emotional well-being.

The article found at this link, which by the author’s own admission may “overstate the case”, is nonetheless a helpful caution to us all concerning the potential toll this pandemic time might take on our rostered leaders. This is what we need to prevent occurring. https://johndobbs.com/the-coming-pastoral-crash/

In an attempt to help ensure that our rostered leaders plan for and take summer vacation days, our ELCIC Bishops and Assistants to the Bishops will be preparing sermons for congregational use throughout the summer: June 14 to September 13. The sermons will be provided in both text and video format. Each week, the materials for the coming week will be loaded to a folder in BOX by Tuesday at the very latest. BOX is an easy to use application for facilitating file sharing. For instructions on how to access these resources, rostered ministers are invited to please email tgallop@elcic.ca (subject line: Summer Sermon Series).

Thank-you dear brothers and sisters, for all that you have and are doing to make plainly evident that “the church has not closed.” Through God’s grace and your work as congregational leaders, pastors and deacons, you have ensured that our church is alive and well and engaged in ministry; extraordinary ministry! I am so grateful. I am so very proud! Soli Deo Gloria!

Wind, fire and a group of fearful friends. And then suddenly the Spirit descends and all is utterly, eternally, irrevocably changed. The once fearful disciples cringe no longer. Wishful thinking and timid whispers yield to a bold proclamation of passion and resurrection. Jesus’ disciples are quite literally given a “second wind” and in that instant the Church of Jesus Christ is born.
   Pity the poor lector who’s assigned for Pentecost Sunday! Parthians, Medes, Elamites, Mesopotamians, Phrygians, Pamphylians, Cappadocians etc. etc. What a strange combination of participants! But we shouldn’t be surprised. The Christian community as described within the New Testament is characterized by some amazing combinations of people; Jews, Samaritans and Romans, rich and poor, slave and free, male and female. And for some, both then and today, this is a frightening prospect.
   Some years ago I was at a continuing education event where Susan Briehl shared the story of a friend whose two daughters were preparing for the impending birth of a third child. The youngest of the two seemed to be adapting to the idea of an expanded family quite well, but the eldest seemed to be focussed on this coming birth in an excessive way. She was always asking questions. “Where will the new baby sleep? Where will the new baby sit when we eat supper? Where will the new baby go in the car?” 
   Finally the mother sat down with her daughter and asked her if anything was bothering her about this new baby. “Are you worried about something?” And it was then, that the real question came out. The little girl said, “Well, whenever we go out, you hold my hand and daddy holds Sonja’s hand. So when the new baby comes, whose hand won’t get held?” 
   There’s a sense in which this describes our natural response to the kingdom’s radical inclusiveness. Part of us feels that if God’s embrace is defined too widely, if it were to really include those who are different from ourselves – both young and old, black and the white, men and women, gay and the straight, weak and strong, rich and the poor – we might somehow end up with nobody holding our hand. 
In the Gospel accounts Jesus promises that he will never leave us orphaned. He will never let go of our hands! But those same accounts also call us to reach out and grasp the hands of others. Indeed, this is one of the primary themes of the Gospel narrative. Over and over again we encounter a kingdom wherein people who are in the darkness of separateness and aloneness and are called out of isolation and into the light of a new community. 
   Each Pentecost Sunday, as the party is ended and the candles are extinguished, we are sent forth to help fulfil God’s birthday wish for the world! In part, that involves becoming a more visible sign of the kingdom’s wonderful diversity. It means expanding the circle and grasping hands that have previously been spurned. It means going beyond the safety of our comfortable definitions of who is in and who is out, and to follow the light of God’s presence to whomever and wherever that light might take us. May God grant us the faith and courage to make that journey.

This Easter Triduum will be unlike any we have experienced. Three short weeks ago, most of us expected we would be back in our churches by now, basking in the familiar patterns of rite and ritual, grateful to have concluded these enforced days of separation. Now we wonder about Pentecost and even beyond. What began as an annoyance has become an existential threat. Holy Week has actually become the narrative trajectory of our lived experience.
   A chorus penned by John Lennon has been looping through my head the past few days. “Nobody told me there’d be days like these. Strange days, indeed!” It actually makes me smile because, in truth, I’ve been told plenty of times; and throughout my life. In Sunday School I’d been taught the story of the people of Israel with its attendant tales of plague, woe, misery and hardship. From my mom and dad I’d heard the stories of the Great Depression and what it meant to live in times of fear, uncertainty and scarcity. I still remember the cold war era “duck and cover” drills we experienced in early grade school. I had been told the story of my maternal great grandmother who had died when the Spanish flu had ravaged the community of Windsor, Nova Scotia in 1918. I had been told there’d be days like these, lots of times! I’d simply forgotten.
   But there’s no forgetting now. Nothing feels the same. Everything seems different. The world really has changed, in ways we are only beginning to know and understand. But some things haven’t changed. And the truth of some things have, indeed, become clearer and more focussed. The love of family. The need for community. The faithfulness of a loving God. Our dependence on these things has become crystal clear, as indeed they always have for those within the human family, both past and present, who have found themselves living, like us, in uncertain and fearful times.
   Many people, me included, have also been depending on you to help us spiritually navigate these strange waters. As your bishop, I need you to know that I have been deeply moved and powerfully inspired by the faithfulness and creativity with which you have engaged that work in recent weeks. Whether low tech, hi tech or no tech! You have faithfully lived out your vocations in beautiful ways that are appropriate to your respective contexts! I am so very proud of you! 
   Dear sisters and brothers, as you lead our people through the Great Three Days, I want you to know that I have never felt more connected to you; in prayer, in faith, in practice. You are a blessing to me and you have made my heart full. Looking ahead, we know that things may well get worse before they get better. But we also know that in faith, we will – indeed and in time – get through this. Remember, strange days can also bring strange blessings. But they are blessings, nonetheless. May you experience 
such blessings in abundance as you lead our church during these holy days! Resurrection is coming!

Count on it!

In his book Free At Last?: The Gospel in the African-American Experience, Carl Ellis talks about theology through musical metaphors. He writes, “Like classical music, the classical approach to theology comprises the formal methods of arranging what we know about God and his world into a reasoned, cogent and consistent system. Classical theology and classical music reflect God’s oneness. The unity of God’s purpose and providence is reflected in the consistent explanations and consonant harmonies of classical music and classical theology. “
“But God is not just classical. God is also jazz. Not only does he have an eternal and unchanging purpose, but he is intimately involved with the difficulties of sparrows and slaves. Within the dynamic of his eternal will, he improvises. God’s providential jazz liberates slaves and weeps over cities!”
He concludes, “Theology bears analogy with music in that it too can be approached as formal or dynamic.” Classical theology is concerned with “propositions” while Jazz theology is concerned with what happens when those propositions interact with pain, life and the moment! “

I think the church’s theological vocabulary needs both classics and jazz. In life as in music – it’s only by having spent time in the woodshed learning the old standards – doing our scales – that we develop the dexterity which allow us to syncopate, improvise and respond to the call of Divine Love! Likewise, in life as in jazz, no moment is just a moment. Every moment is pregnant with the possibility of God being revealed to us. Each instant of life has the potential of God using us to make something beautiful; broken strings and all! Our theological language need to reflect both these realities. 
The same God whose Spirit song called this world into being, is still preserving and sustaining it, still improvising with us, in us and through us. And because of that we are able to do wonderful things with the instruments that have been given to us! As such, I would ask you to consider the possibility that the Holy Spirit might be composing yet more beautiful music for the Church to sing. It may well be that the very best of humanity’s collective song has yet to have been sung!
So long as our bass line continues to be a strong and abiding faith in God our creator. So long as our common melody is expressed in lives lived in praise of Jesus our Saviour. So long as the harmony of our song remains grounded in the continued presence of the Holy Spirit working in; among and through us for the world’s salvation; this can and will be most certainly true! AMEN

This past fall, our church began a four year deep dive into some of our primary Christian faith practices. Our National Bishop invited us to join her in a new four-year emphasis on Living our Faith, as together we pray, read, worship and love.
   From September 2019 until September 2020, ELCIC members have been invited to join in a year of prayer. As a whole church, we will learn about prayer, grow in our experience of prayer and deepen our regular prayer practice both as individuals and as a church. It is a call that I very much welcome!
   I have been lifting up this theme as I engage in my annual series of visits with our rostered leaders in their respective Ministry Areas. Specifically, I have asked each of the participants to bring a prayer that holds particular significance for them, to share with their colleagues. We then have a broader discussion about prayer practices and what we might do to help revitalize the prayer life of our church and its members. It’s been an instructive and encouraging exercise for me.
   I have been particularly struck by the wide breadth of prayerful resources that my colleagues access in their individual prayer practices. Some use traditional liturgical forms; others use sacred readings and prayers that have been passed on to us by our ancestors in the faith. A great many of them use poetry or music, both contemporary and classical, to increase their awareness of God’s presence and to enter more deeply into it. Some take daily time to sit and pray in their church sanctuaries. Others have their most prayerful experiences in the out of doors and seek out sacred spaces in the midst of creation. 
   I suspect that many of us, through no fault of our own, carry a pretty minimalist definition of what constitutes “a prayer.” Prayer is primarily about directing a series of petitions, concerns and requests to God in the hope or expectation of receiving some favour in return. And while that kind of prayer certainly has legitimacy – I pray those kinds of prayers all the time – I see this year’s prayer emphasis as a much needed opportunity to go much deeper and wider.
   I have come to define prayer as being any specific practice that we engage in to more fully enter into the presence of God. The purpose of any prayerful exercise is to draw closer to God; not for the purpose of obtaining some special favour or merit, but for the simple blessing of the encounter itself. It’s about increasing our awareness of God’s presence and steadfastness. It’s all about the relationship. Anything that helps you do that, be it a prayer book, a walk in the woods, a song, a paint brush, a potter’s wheel or a poem, is a legitimate means of entering into prayerful communion with our creator. 
   So let’s use this special year as an opportunity to claim and celebrate prayer in its broadest of definitions! Who knows, we may discover that we are a more prayerful people than we had ever imagined!