Proper 18 B + Molded for freedom + 9.8.19
(From Diana Glyer, Clay in the Potter's Hands) |
M. Campbell-Langdell
All Santos, Oxnard
(Jer 18:1-11; Ps. 139;
Phil 1-21; Luke 14:25-33)
“Now we're
talking about a difficult thing
And your eyes are getting wet
I took us for better and I took us for worse
Don't you ever forget it
Now the steel bars between me and a promise
Suddenly bend with ease
The closer I'm bound in love to you
The closer I am to free”[1]
And your eyes are getting wet
I took us for better and I took us for worse
Don't you ever forget it
Now the steel bars between me and a promise
Suddenly bend with ease
The closer I'm bound in love to you
The closer I am to free”[1]
These are some lines from the Indigo Girls’ song “The Power
of Two” from their Swamp Ophelia album (1994) that always feel true for me
about marriage and commitment.
Yesterday Ana and David tied the knot here at All Santos and
we got to see two people pledging their troth to each other. “Troth” is an old
fashioned word for pledge or commitment. It is literally saying that they
promised to put God and each other above health, money or any other tie that
might pull them apart.
And I think this is a bit of what the song lyrics above mean. When we pledge our troth to another person, we are in a sense bound to them. Sometimes life will put up bars against what God has put together, be it romance, friendship, or even our relationship with God, but there is power in what God has put together. By God’s grace, when we feel that connection and pledge that troth, somehow it all gets a lot easier. Not easy. But what had seemed impossible is very doable, with God’s help.
And I think this is a bit of what the song lyrics above mean. When we pledge our troth to another person, we are in a sense bound to them. Sometimes life will put up bars against what God has put together, be it romance, friendship, or even our relationship with God, but there is power in what God has put together. By God’s grace, when we feel that connection and pledge that troth, somehow it all gets a lot easier. Not easy. But what had seemed impossible is very doable, with God’s help.
Now that is exactly the kind of commitment that God wants
from us.
God wants us to pledge our troth to God, to commit to
following God. So that nothing, no possession or connection, might keep us from
God. This is the only way for the clay of our beings to be free enough of
impurities, clean enough that God can shape us. That God can mold us into the
vessels we are meant to be for God and for each other. Vessels that brim with
love for others, for God and for all of creation.
But this shaping is so important not just for when we are
glad. This shaping by the Potter’s hand is invaluable when we find moments when
it feels impossible to see the way. Moments when we are shocked.
The events of early Monday morning, specifically the loss of
thirty-four people on the Conception; thirty-four people just trying to enjoy
their holiday weekend off of Santa Cruz Island, shocked our entire community.
How could such a thing have happened?
One might have asked, how could the divine potter have just
scrapped a boatload of vital clay? Of families, young people, people in the
prime of their life, people brimming with love for the ocean, and for creation?
But of course, it was not God’s doing. I do not believe in
the kind of God who would create so lovingly and form so lovingly and then just
scrap it all in violence. It is clear in the passage from Jeremiah that God
thinks about it, but it is simply not in the nature of love to do so.
No, we know that God accompanies us through tragedy rather
than perpetrating violence against us. We are still learning more but the
“why?” of the boat fire seems to be a mechanical failure or some other fluke.
Human clay fails at times, without reason. And human inventions, no matter how
seemingly perfect, have flaws. Tragedy occurs. We don’t know why. But we do
know that we need God all the more in the midst of them.
And speaking of that, I pray and trust that God was in the
midst of those thirty-four on early Monday morning as tragedy stuck off the
island. I trust that those who experienced such a sudden passing felt God’s
presence amongst them. I pray that, like Shadrach, Mesach and Abednego in the
book of Daniel, they were accompanied. If you don’t remember the story, let me
remind you. Shadrach, Mesach and Abednego had failed to worship King
Nebuchadnezzar’s golden image and so they were thrust in the fire, but God
protected them. Here are the verses from Daniel:
“Then Nebuchadnezzar was so filled with rage against
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego that … He ordered the furnace heated up seven
times more than was customary, … So the men were
bound, still wearing their … garments, and they were thrown into the furnace of
blazing fire. Because the king’s command was urgent and
the furnace was so overheated, the raging flames killed the men who lifted
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. But the three men, Shadrach, Meshach, and
Abednego, fell down, bound, into the furnace of blazing fire.
Then King Nebuchadnezzar was astonished and rose up quickly.
He said to his counselors, ‘Was it not three men that we threw bound into the
fire?’ They answered the king, ‘True, O king.’ He
replied, ‘But I see four men unbound, walking in the middle of the fire, and
they are not hurt; and the fourth has the appearance of a god (Daniel
3:19-25).’”
I imagine that an angel was sent among those on the
Conception, guarding them, that even as the flames consumed their bodies and
freed them from every bind on this life, God nonetheless was shepherding them
faithfully into the next.
Because that is the promise. We will never be abandoned. We
are God’s own. God has known us from the womb, perhaps before then, we do not
know. And God will guide us home when it is time, bending the steel bars
between death and resurrection. Until then God leads us onward until then,
shaping us into better and better vessels of love.
That is why we pledge our troth to God.
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