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A Portal
for God's Peace
We warmly
welcome
single persons, people
of all races and families
of every kind.
Sunday
Service:
Holy Eucharist
at 9:30 am
Child care is
available
Church of Our
Saviour
191 Flanagan Way (Rt 153) Secaucus, NJ 07094
Map
and Directions
Tel: 201-863-1449
Fax: 201-863-1474
Mark A. Lewis,
Vicar
MLewis@secaucus.org
Dorothy Fowlkes
Pastoral Associate
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The Church of
Our Saviour
in the Town of Secaucus, New Jersey
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I Mean to be
One Too
Reflections on the
lessons for the Feast of All Saints
By The Rev. Mark A.
Lewis, Vicar
With some luck and even more help I
mean, God helping, to be one of the saints of God. It's not
really out of the question. It has happened to lots and lots
of people. "You can meet them in school, or in lanes, or at
sea, in church, or in trains, or in shops, or at tea."
That hymn (one of my lifelong
favorites) doesn't mention that you also find saints
headless in some king's dining room like John the Baptist.
Or burning at the stake for acting too much like a man
à lá Joan of Arc. Or gunned down by a sniper
at a Memphis motel like Martin Luther King.
But not all songs and stories have
to be so dramatic. The church has always enjoyed
domesticating the saints. Before the Reformation the saints
were always closer to everybody than were God the Father and
God the Son, whom patriarchal and judgmental religion had
made remote and unapproachable. So in the Middle Ages an
elaborate cult of the saints became the only face of popular
Christianity that generations of people -- for centuries --
ever knew.
The church's obsession with and
affection for saints has a long history. It was a Christian
version of the native polytheism that the people of Europe
had embraced long before Christianity ever showed up. The
saints replaced the local gods and goddesses and fairies and
spirits and took over their roles assisting with everything
personal, domestic, and agricultural.
Lists of saints are indeed still
consulted for the patrons and matrons of every trade,
vocation, or lifestyle. Joseph of Nazareth is patron of
those engaged to be married. Joseph of Arimathea looks after
funeral directors. The Vatican only last month announced
that Henry VIII's Lord Chancellor, Thomas More, is now the
official patron saint of politicians.
My Roman Catholic sister-in-law in
Austin, Texas, drives around with her SUV full of car seats
and preschoolers chanting
Hail Mary, full of grace, Help us
find a parking space.
I suppose I believe, sort of, in
the invocation of saints. More likely, I believe in the
convocation of saints -- the power that still resonates in
the world because of God's people and the lives they have
lived over millennia. It's nice to think that the ones
who've gone before us leave a legacy to help us along still.
In other times, saints' relics were available all over the
place for veneration. They provided a people with physical
reminders, connections, a kind of continuing incarnation of
divine power. A bit of bone or a hank of hair or a drop of
some saint's blood was a First Class Relic, which could work
miracles. A bit of a dress, or scarf, or a shoelace was a
Second Class Relic, and not quite so holy, but still
venerable. To each his own, I think, but connection and
memory are indisputably spiritually good things.
Our first reading from
Ecclesiasticus -- in English, "The Church's Book" -- is a
hymn in honor of the most illustrious of our former human
neighbors. Mentioned are rulers, strong men, sages,
prophets, counselors, teachers, musicians, rich people --
people honored by their contemporaries; celebrities, you
might say: people who are "famous for being famous." And
then the poem also holds up briefly the thought of "those
who have left no memory, and who disappeared as though they
had not been." What about those others -- those saints that
don't register on our radar anymore that this feast day
honors nevertheless? Who are they? Where are they now? What
are they up to?
St. John the Divine -- in his
Revelation -- caught a vision of the nameless ones in his
old age, in exile on the island of Patmos. He saw a number
impossible to count, people from every nation, race, tribe,
and language. They were wearing white robes -- that this one
I have on is supposed to recall -- and holding palms in
their hands, and they were all singing and shouting about
victory. And there were angels and messengers among them,
and the angels bowed down like Muslims do at Mecca, and
worshipped the Lamb who was there in the midst of them. And
John's tour guide told John that these people will never
have to be hungry again, nor suffer from the sun or the
wind, nor from plagues, and they will have fresh spring
water to drink, and God will wipe away all tears from their
eyes.
These folks are so glad to be where
they are because they've been through some trouble. The old
fellow tells John that these folks have been through the
great persecution, through the Great Ordeal. They died with
their boots on. The palms -- symbols of martyrdom -- tell us
that they did not die in bed. Their tribulations were not
cash flow problems or workplace tensions or family feuds.
These are they who have come through the Great
Tribulation.
What might that be? John's
Revelation is an underground tract about imperial power and
its temporary victories, and its slaughter of the
resistance, and its ultimate everlasting defeat by the God
who is the final authority over history. So now we get --
through John -- something of God's take on how things will
finally turn out for the kind of folks who don't knuckle
under to the Empire, and its dragons of military and
industrial might which John excoriates elsewhere in the same
tract.
The Great Ordeal is the struggle of
the saints, the ongoing wrestling for life in the midst of
death, resistance to the arrogance of Caesar, hoping against
hope for a New World where God's ways will be sovereign.
Before the Russian Revolution, the Tsars would not let this
book be read in church -- it was a threat. It does not show
respect for authority. It calls government by the name of
"Beast" and prays for a catastrophic end to it. It says that
saints are the people who have fallen in the struggle
against an unjust Empire. It says that even those who seem
to be defeated in the eyes of the world will rise in the
eyes of God and God's people forever.
Now comes Matthew with what he says
is Jesus' own list of saints, of Blessed Ones: The ones who
don't necessarily base every decision on how much money it
will make them. The ones who try to be gentle and look out
for those who can't very well look out for themselves. The
ones who have enough feelings to grieve and mourn when
that's called for. The ones who are hungry and thirsty for
justice. The big-hearted ones. The pure-hearted ones, too.
Peacemakers. And people who have to pay a price for standing
up for what they believe. To them belong the rewards God has
to offer.
What about us?
Matthew adds a footnote to include
us: "You, too, when you are abused and persecuted, when you
are 'rebuked and scorned' and lied about on account of the
name of Jesus. Take everything as a compliment, and know
that you are in good company. "
In the 1980s, in Chile, a
liberation theologian named Segundo Galilea (wonderful name!
"Second Galilee") wrote a book about the beatitudes called
To Evangelize as Jesus Did. The idea of the book is that the
Sermon on the Mount -- where Jesus lists these Beatitudes --
never actually happened, per se.
Scholars have known for generations
that it's an editorial compilation. But a compilation of
what? It's a collected list of things that people still
remembered about Jesus many years after the crucifixion.
Galilea's point is that Jesus
didn't talk about the beatitudes. He lived them. People,
after all, remember what others DO much more vividly than
what others SAY. And it's the way Jesus lived his life that
made him rise from the grave and keep right on living in
people's hearts -- in saints' hearts -- right down to the
present day. Not what he said, but how he lived: That is
Jesus' gospel.
So Jesus is the first of all the
saints -- known and unknown -- who followed him in life. The
definition of a saint is one who is baptized and tries to do
the will of God. That's Jesus -- and that's the model for
our own sainthood. He was baptized into that project, and so
are we. And so, very soon, will be Amber and Alex. They'll
be taking their chances in this life against all odds along
with the grand-sounding cast of characters in the Revelation
reading and the folksy types in the hymn we'll sing right
after we finish with the baptism . . . and along with you
and me. And there's not any reason, no not the least, why
they shouldn't be saints, too.
-- Mark Lewis
With
acknowledgement to the work of Grant M. Gallup.
Your comments or questions are welcome MLewis@secaucus.org.
Links to additional "Reflections on
Lessons" may be found at the bottom of the Sunday web page.
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