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Wednesday, November 22, 2023

May 31, 2020

 

Gospel: John 20:19-23

I invite you to light a candle there at home.

Does anyone here love fire as much as me?  I love fire.  The campfire is my favorite part of camping, staring into the coals into the night, feeling the warmth, eating food cooked over the open flame.  Back in Portland, we had a fire pit in our backyard, one of the old iron ones that my father in law picked up at a forest service auction.  When I was pregnant with Sterling, the first time I felt Sterling move was sitting at a backyard fire.  I love to train acolytes at church to wield that power of lighting the candles with responsibility and reverence.  My favorite moment of the church year is lighting all our candles at Christmas and watching the glow of faces while people sing in joy and wonder and hope in praise of Jesus, our newborn King.  I don’t think I’m unique.  We’ve stared into fires throughout the ages and dreamed and cooked and warmed ourselves and told stories and found hope.

At your baptism most of you were given a candle, and these words were spoken to you by the pastor, or priest, or one of your godparents, “Let your light so shine before others that they see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.”  What I remember most about this part of the service is the focus at this moment on the flame.  Even little children and small babies look, because it is obvious to them that something important is happening, something powerful is happening.

I call The Holy Spirit “she” because, she was present at the beginning of Creation, the Spirit, the breath of God, moving over the waters.  In most languages other than English words have a gender, male or female.  In Hebrew, the word for Spirit is Sophia, wisdom, and the word for the spirit is feminine.  Jesus would have called the Spirit “she” in Hebrew, so I choose to as well. 

            It is no wonder that the flame is the symbol and sign of the Holy Spirit.  Fire is powerful.

Fire is hot.  It brings warmth.  Fire draws people to its warmth.  So does the Holy Spirit.  The Holy Spirit is in and among us, warming us to each other, warming us toward the poor and abandoned, filling us with warmth for all God’s creation.  Each week I see the warmth that is shared through LifeCare Community FoodBank.  It isn’t just food, but it is warmth and kindness and relationship that is shared.  It’s the Holy Spirit that is shared.

Fire is bright.  Fire illuminates what was hidden.  It brightens a room.  It draws our eye.  It draws us close to see what is happening.  The Holy Spirit brightens a room.  She illuminates what has been hidden, shows us what we couldn’t see before—our own sin, the evils in our world, the good that God is doing.  And according to the second reading, it illuminates the gifts that we share with one another in the body of Christ and the way we are all united.  The Spirit gives us all abilities that complement each other and help us work together for good.  When I think of the brightness of the Holy Spirit I think of the Little Doves room that was painted in the last 2 weeks.  JoAnn took the lead and chose bright colors.  Everyone worked together to make it happen.  The teachers moved the furniture.  JoAnn prepped the walls and painted down low.  Rudy, Jessica, and Bryce painted up high.  It looks quite lovely and inviting!  Now children will be drawn to that space, clean and bright to learn and grow and imagine and play.  All these people working together, shared their gifts and time to bring the brightness of the Holy Spirit to the little children who come here. 

Fire spreads.  Fire spreads from one log to the next in the fireplace and in the forest.  The Holy Spirit spreads from one person to the next, from the first disciples all the way to us these thousands of years later.  The love of God is not kept to ourselves, but spills over to the lives of others, to those who come to the FoodBank, to the Little Doves children and families, to all those we encounter with love and openness.  And it even spreads through technology.  More people than ever can sing and pray with Spirit of Life over Zoom and Facebook and YouTube.  And we can feel God’s blessing even over the phone.

Fire purifies.  Fire burns off the impurities, it refines.  Maybe you and I have some impurities that could use a little fire.  Maybe this time of quarantine highlights some of our sins and shortcomings and we might welcome some correction, some redirection, a refining.  The Holy Spirit doesn’t just comfort us, but challenges us to live a new life, to take up our cross and follow Jesus, and to burn off what isn’t loving or generous or honorable.  We pray today for the fires that are refining our nation’s sins against people of different races.  We pray for the refining fire of dialogue, for people to really listen to each other, for systems to change so that people of all races would be able to breathe, not only when they are taken into custody, but in polluted neighborhoods, as Covid-19 takes a disproportionate toll on people with brown skin.  May we hold ourselves and each other our police and governments accountable to examine how we see each other and treat each other until God’s justice reigns for all God’s beloved people, plants, animals.  We pray that the breath of the Holy Spirit would reach everyone, so all would know God’s blessing and life.

Fire is death and resurrection.  Fire destroys and fire breaks down so that new life may begin.  A couple of years ago, we visited Mt. St. Helens.  We saw the evidence of the destruction from 40 years ago, the landslide, the dead trees.  And we saw new life.  We saw new trees growing, wildflowers, wildlife.  The Holy Spirit brings the death of our sins and broken relationships, takes us through the drowning waters of baptism, and breathes new life into us, new life that starts right now and new life that stretches into eternal life.

When this description in Acts was written, Mt. Vesuvius had erupted.  The people saw the sky turn to blood, smoky mist and fire.  And they were terrified.  But Christians had a different interpretation.  It wasn’t all gloom and death.  The mountain did not dictate life and death, it did not rule over all.  God’s saving action was evident in the actions of the earth, the mountains, and the skies, and in fire.  The earth’s actions are showing us the power of God.  They are evidence of the power of the Holy Spirit. 

Fire changes things.  Fire breaks things down.  The Holy Spirit, too, tears down the barriers between people.  In the first reading this morning, even the barriers of language are torn down because of the power of the Holy Spirit.  People can understand what others are saying.  They all hear in a familiar way. 

Fire is of God’s good creation.  Sometimes we forget that God made us to be stewards of the earth, partners with the earth in praising God, and working together for the good of all.  The Holy Spirit is evident in creation, in the wind, in fire, in volcanoes, in trees clapping their hands, and the mountains praising God.  When we care for the water and air and plants and animals, we show respect for God and participate in the work of the Holy Spirit.

Christians over the years have argued and disagreed about the coming of the Holy Spirit.  Did it come on Easter day, or 50 days later.  Does it come to a person at their baptism, or can it come before that?  The Holy Spirit does what she does when she does it.  No human can tell her.  She is powerful and always stretches beyond our attempts to contain or explain her.  She is a powerful force and we don’t know what direction she will move in next or what power she will display.

I invite you to look into the flame of your candle.  Picture your baptism, the waters on your head, the words of blessing spoken over you, the hopes of those gathered with you, the promise of God stretching over the ages and reaching even you.  Picture your candle handed to you that day, your eyes bright with wonder, searching for the meaning, part of community.  Picture that fire atop the heads of the disciples as he appeared among them, breathing peace.  Picture that flame above your own head, marking you as one on fire with, alive with the Holy Spirit.  Feel that fire burning within your heart.  Feel Jesus’ love refining you, spurring you to generosity and kindness, translating other’s actions for you, so that you can understand where they are coming from.  Feel that fire giving you hope to withstand more days at  home, giving you creativity to fill the days with meaning, and the courage to reach out that are safe to check on neighbors and others who don’t have anybody else. 

That flame is the light of the world, the light shining in the darkness.  The flame is the one who gives life to us all.  Let us shine with the light of Christ, reflecting the faith, hope, and love to others, people, plants and animals until all our barriers come down and we find unity in the One Body of Christ.

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