Proper 19C; September 15, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God of love, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

Our Gospel reading from Luke contains two well-known stories as a preamble to the granddaddy of all parables – the prodigal son.  But we won’t hear the prodigal son story next week – it will get skipped because it got read in church this past Lent.  I’d bet most of you know it, though.  These stories of the lost sheep and the lost coin build up to the story of the lost son.  For those of us who attended ChurchSchool as little children, they are among the first stories that we learned.  I was thinking about this the other day and remembered how when I was a child, getting lost was a clear and present danger for me.  So these stories were very reassuring.

One of my earliest memories is leaving my backyard at the age of two, to go toward a woman I thought was my mother, far off in the distance.  But as I got closer to her, like a mirage, she turned out not to be my mother and so I kept looking, wandering further away, across a busy street, more and more confused and distraught.  As I reflected on this, from my middle-aged vantage point, I realized that I was both the lost one and the seeker.  But mostly now I am the self-righteous one who grumbles, what on earth was my mother doing that she left me unsupervised in the back yard in the first place? Continue reading →

Proper 18C, September 8, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God of Love, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

So how about those readings? We have a vision of God as an evil potter, angry and manipulative; a story of a runaway slave being sent back to his owner; and an admonition about being fit to follow Jesus only if one hates family and life itself and is willing to give up all one’s possessions. I’m just going to focus just on the Gospel because it’s more than enough!

I will start with two confessions. The first confession is that part of me hears our Gospel reading and thinks, “great, we are all off the hook – let’s end church early today and go out and enjoy this beautiful morning because none of us can be Jesus’ disciples!” And then I recall the late Archibald Epps, one time dean of students at Harvard College and stalwart member of Christ Church, Cambridge, shaking his finger at me and scolding me for making fun of Holy Scripture (that really happened). And next, I remember that it is an enormous honor to stand in this pulpit and I’d better do my best to live up to it. That leads to the second confession: the more difficult the reading, the more likely I am to go to the ancient Hebrew and Greek to see if a different translation will provide illumination. I should do both every single week, but I don’t. It takes a lot of time because I’m not a fast translator, and translation exercises are best done in conversation with other translators. Continue reading →

Proper 17C, September 1, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God of our help, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

Once upon a time, in the olden days, according to the prophet Jeremiah, the people of God found fault with God and started following worthless idols. Once upon a time, a long time ago, people forgot how beloved and beautiful they were. In other words, they lost their sense of identity as people made in the image of Love, and they forgot their mandates to love. They started following everything but love. (For anyone who has never heard me preach, I want to start by telling you that one of the best Biblical names for God is Love, and I always appreciate the opportunity to substitute the word Love for the word God.) When the people lost the way of Love, they lost their sense of worth, their sense of glory. When they stopped remembering that they were beloved, they stopped behaving as if they were beloved. There’s a word play in the Hebrew that gets lost in translation: Ba-al means worthless or no profit, and Ya-al means benefit or value or worth. Continue reading →

Proper 12C, July 28, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God of everyone, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

In our Hebrew Scripture lesson for this morning, Hosea – a prophet of Israel – is crying out against the people of Israel for breaking the covenant by not listening to God alone – a covenant that requires full-bodied attentiveness to the Holy One of Israel. Idolatry and whoredom, in ancient Hebrew, are the same word – the same thing. Fidelity to the Holy One of Israel is expected, and the people have been seeing other gods. They have been engaged in lewd living, moral defection, improper intercourse with other deities. The lesson begins with, “When the Lord first spoke within Hosea, Hosea heard, ‘find a wife who is seeing other gods – because you’ll not be able to find one who is not seeing other gods – everyone in the land is doing it.’” Continue reading →

Ninth Sunday after Pentecost (11C), July 21, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

As I wrestled with the news events of the last week and our readings for today (or perhaps as they wrestled with me), I realized that there were several sermons I wanted to preach this morning. One sermon would be about the prophet Amos’s strong critique of his people’s dependence upon military power, for his people’s grave injustices in social and economic interactions, for their repugnant immorality, and their shallow religious devotions. One sermon would be about the hymn text reading from Colossians, which, if sung to a majestic chorale tune or set in a Bach cantata chorus, would make many of us smile instead of squirm. And one sermon would be about the Gospel of Luke’s extremely well-known story of Jesus’ visit with Martha and Mary and how often it is used to pit one sister against another sister. In each sermon I would somehow find a way to add my voice to the public conversation about racism in our society, remembering our parish conversation about racism one month ago when we gathered in the parish hall to talk about Patrick Cheng’s latest book, Rainbow Theology. Continue reading →

Sixth Sunday after Pentecost (8C), June 30, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

You know, I nearly always begin a sermon or homily with that bidding. My daughter Laura once noted that it helps me find my preacher voice. It’s my paraphrase of a prayer attributed to Phillips Brooks, who was ordained to the priesthood in 1860, the same year that Emmanuel Church in the City of Boston was established. Later, he was the bishop of Massachusetts, after he had served as rector of the downtown parish that then moved during his Episcopacy to Emmanuel’s backyard in Copley Square – what’s the name of it? It’s a prayer that one of my most important preaching mentors at Immanuel-on-the-Hill Church in Alexandria, Virginia, always said before he preached and I decided long before I was ordained to adopt it as my own. Sometimes I think that I don’t pray it as much as it prays me. And it’s the “cost what it will” part that rings through our scripture readings today in my ears. Continue reading →

Fifth Sunday after Pentecost (7C), June 23, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

This morning we have, in my humble opinion, too much on our plates when it comes to great readings of scripture. So in my sermon I am going to try some of everything. I’m going to say something about all three readings. In the story of Elijah – whose name literally translated is “my god is [the Holy One]” Eliyahu in Hebrew, is running from the law. Israel’s much-maligned Queen Jezebel, working with foreign allies for peace and prosperity for her people, had had enough of the insurgent Elijah and she sent a messenger to tell him that his days were numbered. Her fury had to do with the large public demonstration Elijah staged to show the power over nature of the god whose Name is too holy to pronounce. Elijah’s god produced much needed rain to end a deadly drought and famine. But then in a hideous display of aggression, Elijah had all 450 of the prophets of the losing god Baal seized and killed. Continue reading →

Fourth Sunday after Pentecost (6C), June 16, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

Third Sunday after Pentecost (5C), June 9, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God of compassion, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

In the last three months, I have flown on a lot of airplanes, so I heard the admonishment approximately 20 times about using caution when opening the overhead bins because contents might have shifted during the flight. In spite of all the warnings and my caution, I did cause a bag full of duty free items to rain down on a sleeping passenger in the middle of one overnight flight. Fortunately, she wasn’t hurt, and fortunately the stuff that fell on her actually belonged to her. I haven’t been able to shake thinking of the metaphor for shifting contents in overhead bins during our spiritual journeys, and how startling the shifts can be! Continue reading →

Second Sunday after Pentecost (4C), June 2, 2013; The Rev. Pamela L. Werntz

O God love, grant us the strength, the wisdom and the courage to seek always and everywhere after truth, come when it may, and cost what it will.

You look so good and I am so glad to be back. I’ve missed you! I’m looking forward to hearing what you’ve been up to. As if to welcome me home, our lectionary this morning includes a Gospel verse that is used as the stepping off point in the prayer an Episcopal priest says when she becomes a rector of a parish. After three months away, I am eager to renew my commitment to be your rector, and this prayer has been on my heart for the last couple of weeks. Continue reading →