I am a new resident of the Seattle, and I am on a search to find a new church home. I plan to record reflections on my visits to the various churches I visit, mainly for myself, but I figure others might also enjoy reading a bit about my visits. My hope is to focus on those things that appealed to me about the churches…I think being positive is a good thing! But, there are certain things that might stand out that aren’t so positive. My intention is not to be negative or criticize, rather to document and be factual in certain things…
And now, a prayer for guidance on my journey to find a new church home:
Direct us, O Lord, in all our doings with your most gracious
favor, and further us with your continual help; that in all our
works begun, continued, and ended in you, we may glorify
your holy Name, and finally, by your mercy, obtain everlasting
life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Note: I am Episcopalian and these will only involve Episcopal churches!
O Jesus, I have promised
to serve thee to the end:
be thou for ever near me,
my Master and my friend;
I shall not fear the battle
if thou art by my side,
nor wander from the pathway
if thou wilt be my guide.
O let me hear thee speaking
in accents clear and still,
above the storms of passion,
the murmurs of self-will;
O speak to reassure me,
to hasten or control;
O speak, and make me listen,
thou guardian of my soul.
O Jesus, thou hast promised
to all who follow thee,
that where thou art in glory
there shall thy servant be;
and, Jesus I have promised
to serve thee to the end;
O give me grace to follow,
my Master and my friend.
Words: John Ernest Bode, 1868
Sung to the tune Nyland, Finnish folk melody
I recently read an article on NPR news about the death of astronaut William R. Pogue, who was the first astronaut to do something unthought of: he went on strike while in space. In his obituary from the New York Times, it states that while orbiting the earth, Pogue went on strike “to demand more time for contemplating the universe.” When I read that, my jaw dropped. Knowing all of the things that astronauts have to go through to qualify for space missions, and the trust that they are given, and their rigid expectations…and yet, Pogue did something he felt was right: demand for a bit of private time to be able to think about where he is.
What a beautiful gesture. And I think it’s one we can all learn from. I cannot count the days when, after a long, tiresome day, I get home and realize how the day had whizzed by and how I spent little to no time focusing on my mere existence and appreciating the little things. I work with people who routinely work 10 and 12 hour days without taking breaks, taking conference calls and meetings and monitoring email and making phone calls…and not a second thought about quiet or stillness. I think each of us can learn a lesson from this genuinely brave man. Be attentive to your surroundings. Take some time each day to “go on strike” and appreciate where you are, what you have, and the beauty that surrounds you.
May you rest in eternal peace, and rise to eternal glory, Mr. Pogue.
William R. Pogue
January 23, 1930 – March 3, 2014
We are at the midway point of Lent. Today, I find myself wondering how Jesus did it. How did he live the life that he did, being a perfect example for us. He lived his life in perfect humility and love, making the ultimate sacrifice for the world.
It’s amazing and terrifying to think of. Living your life in constant humility and love. The older I get, the more emotionally trying life becomes. Friends are made, friends move away. Family are born, family die. Significant others come into your life, and leave just as fast sometimes. Life is an incredibly difficult journey. In fact, it is too much for some people to bear. Suicide and depression and addictions are rampant in our modern society.
I have found that the only stable thing in my life is my faith. If it weren’t for God’s strength in me through Jesus Christ, my life would look terrifyingly different. I am truly thankful for God’s gifts of compassion and love that constantly weigh on my heart. Anytime I perceive heartache in my life, I turn to God for strength. It is not an easy thing to do….it is the only thing to do.
Merciful and loving God, may your love in me pour out into the world like a spring that burst forth in the desert. May your love quench the dry hearts of those who seek you, and may your glorious life be a beacon to all whose lives are parched from depression and despair. Amen.
Jesus the Good Shepherd
Lent is one of those church seasons that people either love, or they hate. They either ignore it, or they embrace it. It’s a seriously misunderstood season. Some people think that they “have to give up something for Lent.” Others ignore that practice and perhaps “take on something new.” Regardless of whether you do or don’t observe the season of Lent, it is undeniable that the season is meant to bring us closer in our faith in Jesus Christ as we mark his 40 days of fasting in the desert. That is the whole point of Lent…a commemoration of Christ’s 40-day journey in the desert where he fasted and prayed, and where he was tempted by the devil. In our observance of Lent (in whatever way you choose to do it), I hope that you are brought closer in your journey with Christ as you pray and reflect on the unbelievable love God has for us in Jesus Christ. A love so powerful that it survived crucifixion.
Throughout this forty-day Lenten season, think about a way you might focus your soul in quietness or simplicity, in service or in solitude, in loving acts or in silent prayer. May you have a blessed Lent!
As with gladness men of old
did the guiding star behold;
as with joy they hailed its light,
leading onward, beaming bright;
so, most gracious Lord, may we
evermore be led to thee.
As with joyful steps they sped
to that lowly manger-bed;
there to bend the knee before
him whom heaven and earth adore;
so may we with willing feet
ever seek the mercy seat.
As they offered gifts most rare
at that manger rude and bare;
so may we with holy joy,
pure and free from sin’s alloy,
all our costliest treasures bring,
Christ! to thee, our heavenly King.
Holy Jesus! every day
keep us in the narrow way;
and, when earthly things are past,
bring our ransomed souls at last
where they need no star to guide,
where no clouds thy glory hide.
In the heavenly country bright,
need they no created light;
thou its light, its joy, its crown,
thou its sun which goes not down;
there for ever may we sing
alleluias to our King.
Words: William Chatterton Dix (1837-1898), 1860
Tune: Dix (Conrad Kocher, 1786-1872, arranged William Henry Monk, 1823-1889)