The Good News!

Welcome! I am the Rev. Ken Saunders. I serve as the rector of St. James Episcopal Church in Greeneville, Tennessee (since May 2018). These sermons here were delivered in the context of worship at the various places I have served.

[NOTE: Sermons (or Homilies) are commentaries that follow the scripture lessons, and are specifically designed to be heard. They are "written for the ear" and may contain sentence fragments and be difficult to read. They are NOT intended to be academic papers.]

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Year B - Proper 8 - July 1, 2018


The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year B - Proper 8 - July 1, 2018



The Gospel story this morning is interesting. There is actually a story within a story... or is it a story within a story, within a story? For the evangelist, Mark, this is a bit strange. See, Mark almost always gets straight to the point and if you talk to some of our budding biblical scholars in the Tuesday evening bible study, you’ll understand very quickly that Mark usually doesn’t include a lot of extra details like we see here.

So if he is giving us this much detail, it’s probably something that we should pay attention to. So, let’s take a closer look at the story within the story within the story.

Jesus and the disciples have just endured the great storm. Remember last week when the storm was tossing the boat around and all the disciples in the boat were freaking out? They went to Jesus, who was on the stern of the boat asleep, and woke him up. And Jesus got up and rebuked the wind saying, “Peace, be still!”

Well, the portion of text we just heard follows that great storm. Jesus is with a great crowd that has surrounded him. His reputation has preceded him… The people have heard of Jesus and his great healing powers and have come out to see for themselves. A leader from the nearby synagogue, a man named Jairus, came by and asked Jesus to come with him and heal his daughter who was very sick.

Jesus agrees and starts to go with Jairus through the crowd, and that large crowd that was gathered started to press in on him. Here is where we get to the story within the story… During all the commotion, the mingling and the pressing in on each other, Jesus stops and asks, “who touched me?” The disciples begin to think that he is crazy because they are surrounded by so many how could they possibly know who touched him.

Jesus knew something had happened, even in all the busyness around them. He felt the power go forth from him. A woman, who was sick with what the scripture calls a hemorrhage, reaches out and touched the hem of his cloak… because she thought that just by touching this amazing healer that it would be able to make her well.

She had been under the care of physicians and spent all her money. (some of us know what that’s like) However, with one touch, she felt that she was cured of her disease. Who touched me? Jesus says… and the woman who was healed, comes forth with fear and trembling and falls down before him. She explains what happened and Jesus says very simply, "Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease."

And then the original story continues… with some who come from the house of Jairus to tell him that it is too late, that his daughter was already dead, not to bother Jesus any longer. Jesus tell Jairus to believe and takes him with Peter, James, and John to the house. When they arrive at the house, they see lot of commotion, weeping and wailing. Jesus asks them why they are weeping and carrying on like that when the girl is only sleeping.

Jesus takes Jairus and his wife and Peter, James and John into where the girl was and takes the girl by the hand, and as in Mark’s story (that is NOT known for the details), Jesus says in Aramaic “Talitha cum” … “Little Girl, get up.” The little girl got up and began to walk around, and Jesus told them to give her something to eat.

A story within a story within a story… So we’ve heard the story…  and the story within the story, but what’s the story of the story within the story that I just retold to you? What do you think the reason is that Mark spends so much time giving us the intricate details, up to and including the Aramaic words that he spoke when he told the little girl “Talitha cum?” What is the significance of having a story nestled within the story?

I think that Mark uses these intricate and interlaced stories to tell us something about the Kingdom of God. First of all, God knows that we have busy lives and that the stresses and pressures are always closing in on us. The story reminds us that Jesus is there for us and responds to us. Jairus came to Jesus and Jesus responded to his need. As Jesus does throughout the scriptures, he always meets people where they are and directly responds to their need. In the Kingdom of God, God knows what we need, and God responds. God always responds to our needs.

The story within the story reminds us that in order to receive the Kingdom that God has in store for us, we must have faith… and if we are bold enough and believe enough and have faith enough to claim the Kingdom for ourselves, and then we will receive the healing that we need.

The woman that was sick with a hemorrhage was bold and daring… she was a risk-taker, and she  believed and reached out in faith, knowing if she could just touch the hem of Jesus’ garment, then there was a good chance she would be well for the first time in 12 years.

Bold and daring… she violated everything that society said was right. She was bleeding, and yet touches another person, a great healer and teacher, risking his ritual cleanliness and her possible ridicule and death… Nevertheless, she knew that it was the only chance she had left to be well. She dared to receive the Kingdom of God and was made well.

And in the story of Jairus’ daughter, one would think that all was lost, that Jesus had lingered too long tending to others. That it was too late, she was already dead. But Jesus continues on, forward in mission to show others the Kingdom of God in their midst. He goes into the house and into where the girl was… knowing she was thought to be dead, and then risking everything (ritual impurity by touching the dead) he takes her by the hand and says, Talitha cum! Little girl, get up.

Do we let the Kingdom in? Even after we think all is lost? Even after we have given up all hope? Do we let the Kingdom in and let it take us by the hand and raise us to the new life that is found in Jesus?

If we are bold enough to reach out in faith and grab the hem of Jesus and let him heal us, then we need to be willing to let Jesus take us by the hand and raise us to new life. We have to be willing to take a risk on behalf of our faith, and let it be proclaimed by our actions in the midst of adversity. When the stresses of life start to close in on us, pressing on all sides, we must be bold and willing to ask for help… We must be willing to reach out for the Kingdom of God and grab it by the hem… and then let it take us by the hand and raise us to a new life… A new life of peace, and love.

Jesus was present to all the situations that surrounded him, yet he stayed on task and purpose through all the chaos that surrounded him. He was the most calm of those in the boat in the storm that surrounded the disciples, and he was the peaceful presence today in the midst of the chaos, pain, and death.

The Kingdom of God has in fact come very near… In the Kingdom, there is calmness, there healing, there is peace, and love, and understanding. Reach for the Kingdom, and then be willing to let it take you by the hand, and raise you to new life in Jesus Christ our Lord.


Sunday, June 24, 2018

Year B - Proper 7 - June 24, 2018

The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year B - Proper 7 - June 24, 2018


I don’t mind saying that storms can be scary things! I have a bit of storm fear left over from 1989 and the infamous Hurricane Hugo. That category 5 hurricane that made landfall at the Isle of Palms… a barrier island just off the Charleston, SC peninsula. I was living and working in Charleston at the time and I was considered “essential personnel.” So, I left when the last folks were evacuated… I was able to travel as far inland as Kingstree, not far from Columbia, and rode out the storm huddled in the center of a small house with 2 great friends.

Regardless of the 3 of us being there together, with each other, comforting each other… we were terrified… and we prayed… A LOT! At one point I think we literally felt the house lift off of its foundation and set back down… 

Now, was raised on the water. I have generations of salt water in my blood. I have been through some pretty serious storms in my life… storms that came up out of nowhere. As the sky blackens and the wind picks up and the small boat we are in took on water… I’ve been through some pretty serious storms… But I the worst I have ever been through was Hurricane Hugo.

So I’m a little afraid of storms. ok… I’m A LOT afraid of storms. But that’s ok for me to say…

Not so much for our Gospel Writer, Mark. It wasn’t necessarily good for him to say… “A great windstorm arose, and the waves beat against the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped.” It wasn’t good for the writer to tell us that the disciples were so worried they went to Jesus, who was asleep on the stern and woke him up… In their fear, they ask Jesus “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”

They were afraid of the storm… and for professional fishermen in that day and time and culture, them fearing the storm was considered a great weakness. So great a weakness, it would have been considered dishonorable. So, by admitting their fears to Jesus,
by going to him, as he was lying there on the stern of the boat asleep, they were bringing dishonor on themselves and their teacher.

But storms can be scary and make us do irrational things. They can push us to a state of panic and fear regardless of how much we’ve prepared or thought it through. Storms can sneak up on us, as they come out of nowhere. They sneak up, and cause us to take in and understand just how powerful the forces of nature really are.

Job also finds himself in a bit of a storm this morning as he perceived that God answers him out of a whirlwind. As Job challenges God, he learns and begins to understand the might and majesty of the creator of everything that is, everything that was, and everything that will be.

Storms happen all the time. And they don’t always involve clouds, lightening, thunder and wind. Sometimes storms happen because of the events we are going through... when the chaos starts to grow and we lose control and things start spinning around us. The anxiety and fear starts to rise. It can feel like we’re being swamped, but there is no water. It can feel like were being tossed about, but there is no boat. Never the less, the storm still exists.

Mostly we experience the storms that we have no control over. Storms of violence and hatred acted out by others. Storms of injustice and oppression against those on the fringes of society. And storms are scary things - scary when we don’t know what to do, scary when we feel there is no shelter.

Jesus was on the back of a boat that was being tossed about by a violent storm. A storm that came up all of a sudden on the Sea of Galilee. A storm that I wouldn’t think would be strange to these fishermen, in a region of the world that was prone to these pop-up, violent storms.

But, regardless of how horrible the storm was, or how much it tossed the boat around, or how much these skilled seafaring men were afraid, Jesus slept! There on the back of the boat, Jesus was resting in peaceful slumber. 

And when the disciples woke him up, he got up and rebuked the wind, and spoke to the sea,
PEACE, BE STILL! And the wind ceased, and there was a dead calm.

Maybe the storm wasn’t as bad as the disciples originally thought. Or, maybe Jesus was the only one who was not afraid. We don’t know, we weren’t there. All we know, is that Jesus of Nazareth spoke and the wind stood still, and 11 able-bodied men were trembling in fear.

Storms are scary things… they can cause us to act out, and bring dishonor to ourselves and others, but Jesus can calm storms. The lord of restoration, can make all things right. Jesus can calm storms. 

We could sit here this morning and probably name thousands of storms that we’ve experienced in our lifetime. If we sit and think about the storms in our life. The ones with wind and rain and thunder, and the ones without. The ones that possibly came up over the mountain that we can see in near distance as the lightening struck and cracked. We can take cover and prepare, but we can’t always avoid the storm.

Just like the disciples in the boat who were afraid, we too follow Jesus, but it doesn’t mean that we won’t have storms in our life or that our storms are any less than anyone else’s storms. It is true that the disciples panicked when the storm arose, but they had enough faith to do something very productive – they asked Jesus to help them. 

See, Worry is always useless, but prayer is always effective. I told you, when I was sitting in the middle of that house in Kingstree SC… I prayed… and I prayed HARD! 

Although when we pray, we may not get what we want, but we will always get exactly what we need. Jesus can calm storms. The words spoken by Jesus in the passage this morning, even after he was accused by his disciples of not caring, were words of PEACE and STILLNESS…

Peace, Be Still! Jesus speaks peace to the violence of the storm, and stillness to the raging of the sea. Like the disciples, we are challenged in the midst of our storms to rediscover our faith in the promise of God’s calming word. Peace, Be Still. Say it with me, “Peace, Be Still.”

Peace, Be Still! it’s all we need sometimes, breathe deeply and simply say Peace, Be Still

“Peace Be Still” 
Poem by Doretha Barwick

When winds of doubt are wailing
and storms on my head fall,
it's on my knees that I get down
and on my Master call.

For Jesus slept through the fierce storm
and He could calm the sea...
the winds that stopped at His command
will also stop for me.

For it is in my Jesus' name
I call when in distress,
and Jesus comes and whispers soft,
"Be still...and I will bless!"

Sunday, June 3, 2018

Year B - Proper 4 - June 3, 2018

The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year B - Proper 4 - June 3, 2018

I remember when I was growing up, my sister and I always had a specific bedtime. A bedtime that got later as grew and matured and we became more responsible. This bedtime rule was made for our own good… and when my mother or father said, “it’s time for bed,” we knew they meant business. Many of you probably had a bedtime… and as you grew, this bedtime hopefully became more flexible…

Good parents always set good rules for us… boundaries that are intended to help guide us along the way, until we gain maturity and responsibility. The responsibility to maturely participate in society and set our own rules, but remembering why they are there in the first place.

It’s very easy to look at the lessons today and think to ourselves after we hear the reading from Deuteronomy yeah… I know that one, “remember the sabbath and keep it holy…” it’s one of God’s rules. It’s one of the BIG TEN. And then, after we hear the reading from Mark, go… Wait a minute, didn’t Jesus just break the rules by letting his followers pick grain on the sabbath and didn’t he heal the man’s withered hand?

Couldn’t they have gotten something to eat somewhere else? And the man’s hand was already withered, why couldn’t Jesus have waited until sun-down to do the healing? 

Well, it’s easy for us to think that Jesus broke the “rules” if that’s the limit to how we think of them… as rules… The Pharisees sure thought they were rules… they thought they were to live their life by the letter of the law of Moses, precisely keeping every rule and mandate to make sure they would be counted among the righteous of God’s people. They were all caught up as the authorities in the religious establishment of the time and anyone who was seen “breaking” the rules would surely have to answer to them.

And as Jesus always does, he takes the opportunity to teach in the midst of his predicament. At first glance to us, it seems that Jesus is purposely being the bad boy that possibly won’t go to bed on time… he’s called out by the Pharisees because he’s breaking the rules. It looks as if he’s in total disregard for what it says about the Sabbath. He causes so much conflict in this short passage by the end, there are several groups are so upset, they are conspiring to kill him.

Jesus does two things in our reading from Mark’s Gospel that seems to ‘more than irritate’ the Pharisees…

First, Jesus allows his followers to pluck heads of grain on the Sabbath as they were making their way through the grain fields… When confronted, Jesus compares himself to the great King David who ate the bread of the presence in the sanctuary the bread that was reserved for only the high priest. 

Second, Jesus heals the withered hand of a man, in the synagogue, of all places, and of all days… on the Sabbath… it was a simple request of having the man extend his arm that was hidden in his robe.

I think in order to understand this passage, we need to look a little deeper at what’s going on. Why is Jesus doing these things? Who or what is he trying to provoke? And Why do the Pharisees think he is so dangerous… Dangerous enough to kill him?

I think there is more going on here than these infractions on the sabbath… The struggle over the Sabbath rule points to a deeper and more dangerous conflict.

First, I think that we need to give the Pharisees a break… Preachers seem to jump to condemn them all the time... We need to realize that all the Pharisees are not these hard-hearted repressive folks that want to condemn everyone to hell. The Pharisees were only enforcing the “rules” as they understood them… but they also knew that Jesus, was offering the world a new vision of life and a new vision of God. And this was a threat to them.

Second, Jesus wasn’t just being a bad boy… stirring the pot. Jesus was proclaiming, by word and example a new way of understanding who God is… and this too was a threat to the religious establishment.

Jesus proclaims, that God is not confined to the “rules,” either our rules about God…  or our rules about the ways we perceive God… I said last week, when feebly attempting to describe the indescribable, as it pertains to the Godhead of the Holy Trinity… I explained that God is relationship… Relationship in God’s self… and in relationship with creation.

So, in Jesus’ proclamations about the Sabbath, he is redefining our relationship to God, and reconfiguring our relationships as individuals, and as society… and that reconfiguration is threatening. Threatening so much, that the Pharisees think that their only option is to make him go away… eliminate the threat… to eliminate Jesus by killing Jesus.

They were so fixated on the rules that they thought pointed them to righteousness… that they failed to realize the intent – why the rules where there in the first place… The difficult truth here, is that they would rather kill Jesus than be transformed by his love…

Change and transformation is always difficult… especially if it challenges or reconfigures our relationship to God. it’s one of the continuing struggles that continues to be a reality in the church today… but as we grow and mature, as we learn and participate, and as we experience the love of Jesus in our lives…  then we become formed, informed, and transformed by the love of Jesus.

The question boils down to this… Do we prefer a dormant God who makes us follow a bunch of rules or who is subject to OUR rites, rituals, and rules? Or would we prefer an active, loving, forgiving, and life giving God who is present, relevant, and at work in our lives?

It’s not easy…  see, when we open ourselves up and let God get close… God starts to work on us challenging us to love deeper. Deeper than we have ever loved before. Making us see things differently, challenging us, like Jesus challenged the Pharisees, going against the status quo, pushing our comfort zones…

It’s then when we often retreat… retreat into the known and comfortable… and there, we start to build crosses of our own – crucifying Jesus all over again. It may be easy and comfortable for us, but it is dark and we end up lashing out and condemning what we see as different or against the rules.

What did Jesus do that was so bad? Did he pluck the heads off of the wrong grain on the wrong day? Did he heal someone who we thought didn’t deserve to be healed? Jesus tries to change the idea of the Sabbath from being an oppressive rule… a rule that denies food to the hungry or healing to the sick… and He teaches us the original idea of the Sabbath… The idea of rest, restoration, rejuvenation, healing and revitalization… originally set as a reminder that we belong to God. 

We belong to God, not the other way around… We belong to God… not to our labors, or the money generated by our labors, or the money spent from our labors on consumer products that we think might help us feel better…

We belong to God… And our lives are meant for God…

Jesus reminds us that that the Sabbath was made for us to help us remember that we belong to God… and that we need to be still, rest, and remember that… We were not made for the Sabbath… we were not created in the image of God to be oppressed by a legalistic interpretation of what it means to follow the rules…

Jesus’ love for us is always forming us and transforming us into something new: St. Paul reminds us as he tells the Corinthians that we are: “afflicted in every way, but not crushed; 
perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be made visible in our bodies.

As we grow into the likeness of Jesus and mature in spirit and truth we are forever being replaced by the Christ that dwell within us… so that it is no longer we who live, but Christ.

Rules are not bad things… they help us remember. They help bring order and structure to the chaos of our lives… But they are not intended to be oppressive or cause us more chaos…

Brothers and Sisters, Remember the Sabbath and Keep it Holy… Set it apart, and rest…
and remember that you are made by God and remember that you belong to God.

Sunday, May 27, 2018

Year B - Trinity Sunday - May 27, 2018

The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year B - Trinity Sunday - May 27, 2018

Today is “Trinity Sunday.” The day when we celebrate the unique “oneness” of the living Triune God. It is probably not a surprise to any of you…  but the word “trinity” never shows up in the bible. It’s just not there. Jesus never refers to God: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit as “the trinity.” However, in the celebration of the life of Christ, and the church calendar year today is “Trinity Sunday.”

This is the Sunday that scares most preachers to death, as they stumble about trying to explain what was discerned by the early church…  and what has been revealed to us through their teachings as the mystery of the doctrine of the Holy Trinity.

So how did the concept of the Holy Trinity (the triune God) end up with its prominent place in Church doctrine, if it doesn’t show up in the scriptures? I for one, don’t think that they sat around one day and just dreamed this stuff up. It took nearly 350 years of prayer and discernment after Jesus’ resurrection, arguing and struggling to articulate their faith to one another in terms that they understood. Reasoning about how God had been revealed to them, and what it all meant.

So, in effect, if we look at it, the Holy Trinity is God’s revelation to the Church, it is how we perceive God…  as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. It is our perception of the mysterious divine relationship of the ONE true and Holy God.  

To our limited feeble minds… God remains unexplainable, and incomprehensible… God is divine mystery… But for some folks, that’s not good enough. They need to be able to explain the mystery – so it’s not a mystery anymore, but fact! They need to be able to explain God. But every explanation that we could ever come up with, only leads us to further confusion and frustration and a deeper need to pray and reflect on the mystery.  

To me, I like to view the mystery of the trinity as divine relationship. God is relationship… Relationship in God with God’s self - Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. And God in Relationship with us, God’s creation… As the One who creates, redeems, sanctifies and sustains…  

There are many images that come close to describing this relationship. I think the best ones (or the ones that resonate with me) come from the early church, and they still speak to us today through the ages...  

In the 16th Century, St. John of the Cross explained it this way: “God is the One who loves so completely that there must be a co-equal lover to God to receive that love; and the love between the two is so dynamic and powerful that it is the third person. Therefore, God is Lover, Beloved and Love.”  

But, my favorite, and probably the most profound that I have ever heard, you have to go back real early…  it is the way Tertullian describes it. Tertullian was an early Church father that lived between 160 and 220 a.d. He said, "God the Father is a deep root, the Son is the shoot that breaks forth into the world, and the Spirit is that which spreads beauty and fragrance."  

Tertullian’s description is definitely one way that we can try to wrap our heads around it, but it still comes up a bit short, because (like I said) we are still trying to explain the unexplainable and describe the indescribable.

There have been some that say: The Triune God is such a mystery, that any attempt to explain it would be committing heresy… But the Holy Trinity for us, the Church, in its complexity of divine mystery and all things unexplainable, it becomes for us the lens through which we view the world. If we let it, it helps us put things into perspective so we can build the bridges for ourselves off of what we know and can relate to. 

We know the person of Jesus Christ, is the WORD of whom the prophets spoke… the word that become flesh and dwelt among us. He lived and died as a human being, yet he was without sin. While Jesus walked on this earth, he taught and healed, preached justice and peace, and he casted out demons and even raised the dead. And though he did nothing wrong, He was tried and convicted as a criminal… He hung on a roman cross… But on that cross, he continued to teach us about himself, and about ourselves... And about living in relationship and about forgiveness… On that cross he opened the way of access for us to have a direct relationship to God. We know that Jesus also rose from the dead, showing the mighty power & work and wonder of God – continuing to show us portions of that divine mystery.  

We know what the person of Jesus Christ taught us about God when he walked on this earth, he referred to God as Abba, (or Father) which is probably more like the term “Daddy” – a term of love and endearment, a term of deep compassion and respect, a term of admiration and equality.  

And we know that God, Abba, Father, created everything that is –  and is the source of all being. The Great I AM as was revealed to Moses from the burning bush. 

And We know that the person of Jesus Christ spoke of the Spirit of Truth that guides us into all truth… 

And the Sophia or wisdom… also called the pneumas Dei or Ruach – the mighty breath of God or a violent rushing wind (like we heard about last week when the disciples experienced the wind at the feast of Pentecost) that guides and sustains the Church into all truth.

So, we know God, by how we experience God… 

We know God as the One God who created us, and we know God as the One God who redeemed us, and we know God as the One God who continues to sustains us – and so, we refer to God in terms of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. and referring to God in those terms gives us the words that we can use to share that wonderful story – that wonderful story of love and divine relationship.

God is complete within God’s self as ONE God – Father, Son, and Holy Spirit… And God loves us so much, that God desires to have a full relationship with us…  and God desires that relationship to the point that God humbled God’s self and became the incarnation (became human)… Became one of us, so that God could invite us into God's self  = Into the divine relationship of the Holy Trinity. And through that divine relationship we are re-created… we become new and we are promised eternal life with our God. We may not be able to completely understand it, but we must trust and strive to live into that relationship on a daily basis…  And as we participate in that divine relationship, we also want to invite others to participate with us… It is our purpose in this life, and it is how we find true communion and unity with God and with one another.

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Year B - Pentecost - May 20, 2018

The Rev. Kenneth H. Saunders III
St. James Episcopal Church
Greeneville, TN

Year B - Pentecost - May 20, 2018

It is such a joy to be here at St. James in Greeneville... the long-awaited time has come for us to be together as we begin, what I hope will be for us a long and fruitful partnership in ministry. 

We are gathered on this day that we celebrate the Great Feast Day of Pentecost… The day we celebrate the gift of the Holy Spirit to the Church. The Holy Spirit – that the 3rd person of the God Head, the Paraclete or comforter, the Ruach Elohim, or the mighty breath of God. 

The mighty Wind that initially moved over the waters of the deep in the beginning of creation, that moved over the masses, those gathered there, in the city of Jerusalem, and that same wind still moves among God’s gathered people here today…

The followers of Jesus where all gathered there in one place and at once the Holy Spirit came upon them, divided tongues as of fire appeared on each of them and they begin to speak in different languages... Different Languages to the gathered assembly, and the whole crowd heard the word of God; each in their own native language.

I hope you enjoyed our little exercise this morning with reading a couple of the phrases from the 2nd Chapter in Acts in another language. Having been in Greeneville a week, I’m not sure how many native Hungarian speakers we have. But you eached seemed to find a language, even if it was in East Tennessean, you all did real well. I know that your search committee chair, Phil Thwing, spent some time in the service in Germany and was able to pull off a pretty good German.

We do this sort of Liturgical Drama to give us the feeling of how crazy things must have been for the folks gathered together there in Jerusalem. The only problem with this creative idea is that the net effect is sometimes more a mishmash of murmuring that you can’t understand at all.

It gives us more of a feeling of Babel than of Pentecost. You remember the story of the Tower of Babel from the Book of Genesis… the story of how human pride made folks think that they could actually reach the heavens on their own power and then God’s response was to scatter them speaking different languages. This left entire world tongue-tied.

Ever since then people have struggled to understand each other. Their lack of ability to communicate over the years has lead to frustration and confusion…frustration and confusion that has led to violence and wars...  and, unfortunately, that frustration and confusion still exists.

Our world today is still tongue-tied… What CAN be misunderstood WILL BE and usually IS misunderstood. But Babel, the story of the first clash of cultures and failure to communicate, is more than just a mythic explanation of the differences among nations and languages. It is an accurate description of the human condition itself…

We often do not understand one another even when we speak in the same language. We all remain bogged down by our inability to accept the differences among us in how we live and in what we think and even of how and what we believe.   

But at Pentecost, the Spirit of God came down upon the disciples, resting on each of them and thereby bringing them, and us, the ability to come together once again. 

The disciples got a crash course that morning in the language of God. It should probably be fair to say that after Pentecost, our days of Babel should be over. But maybe our Babel today is perhaps the result of how humanity forgot the grammar of grace and the language of God?  

The great differences among us… Differences in communication and speech, in culture and race, in wealth and poverty, these differences should have all been scattered in “the rush of a violent wind.” As Acts tells us, these differences should have been burned away by tongues of fire.

On the Feast of Pentecost, the Holy Spirit came down and ignited the apostolic flame and it spread like a wildfire – out of control…  so out of control that the people were able to understand the words that the apostles were speaking about the power of God…  And they understood the message, each in their own language. What an incredible and confusing site that must have been.

So confusing that some were even accusing them of having too much to drink. Peter perks up (not one of his most brightest moments) and comes to their defense, telling them that it is only 9 o’clock in the morning and that the prophecy of Joel has been fulfilled… That the Spirit of the Living God had been poured out on all flesh and was alive right there in that place and was witnessed by all of Jerusalem.

The church is gathered here now, 2000 years later, here in Greeneville, TN and the Spirit of God continues to pour out upon us... bestowing upon us and all flesh the gifts of wisdom and reason, judgment and strength, knowledge and reverence and a wonder filled with awe.
  
And what I ask is, why don’t we recognize it? Do we recognize when the spirit is working, blowing, and speaking to us? And when we do think we recognize it, what are we doing with it??  Brothers and Sisters, God is alive right here, right now, today, present with us and the spirit is being poured out upon us...  how are we to respond?

We respond by being open and ready to receive the Holy Spirit so that same Spirit can work in our life, and empower us with courage, wonder, wisdom and reverence to restore the world. The disciples were still in Jerusalem, and they were starting to come out of hiding. After all, it had been 50 days since Jesus’ first appearance of being alive after a horrible death… And it was 7 days after the disciples saw Jesus raised into the heavens. 

They remembered Jesus’ promise…  his promise that they would not be alone, that He would send them a comforter and protector. And when the disciples were there that day, they experienced it – and it gave them the wisdom and power to communicate the power of God to everyone there in Jerusalem.
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I know some of you enjoyed the royal wedding yesterday, and our Presiding Bishops rousing message of love and witness lived out through the restoration of the world. He talked about love as a a raging fire... and equated the power fire to the power of love.

I want to throw you what I call a fun fact to know and tell: you may know that tall funny looking hat that the bishop wears… it’s called a miter? It is made to look that way on purpose – made to look like a big tongue. A great tongue of fire sitting on his or her head, like the tongues of fire that landed on the heads of the first apostles on Pentecost. 

The miter is a symbol of that apostolic flame the flame that continues to burn throughout the church. See, every bishop in the Episcopal Church is ordained in what we call apostolic succession (that's one you want to write that down in your notebook of churchy words) where you can trace the lineage of ordination (even the bishop that ordained me) back to the original apostles. 

To ensure this sacred legacy, Bishops gather together to ordain other bishops… This is done by 3 apostolic bishops (or more) laying hands on the newly selected bishop… thus conveying orders all the way back to the original followers of Jesus… kind of like a 2000 year old game of apostolic tag… 

At a bishop’s ordination, the bishop accepts a responsibility to bear the apostolic witness to the faith and guard the unity of the church... At Pentecost, the Spirit of God comes down upon the apostles, resting on each of them and thereby bringing them, and us, all together once again. The disciples got a crash course that day in the language of God.

As the Spirit used the speech of the disciples on Pentecost to reshape and redirect the lives of those who listened to their words, so that same Spirit on this Day speaks to us in order to reshape, remold, and move us… Move us and empower us with passion and boldness, with that raging Pentecostal fire within us that will help us unite in faith and restore the world… 

But ONLY if we are willing to listen, and be open… and love one another.