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Prayer for the people

April 15, 2025

A prayer I offered at a recent morning worship service. (The first sentence is borrowed from another prayer in our hymnal.)

Listening God,
You hear our words before we speak and yet welcome our praying, therefore we lay our concerns before you now.

We pray for all those suffering in mind, body, and spirit. For those living in fear of an uncertain diagnosis and an uncertain future. For those silently suffering and for those losing hope. We pray they be surrounded by love and peace and a caring hand.

We prayer for the powers and principalities which inflict their unjust ways on the world, on its people and systems and ecologies. For all those who cause harm and deny the good. We prayer that your refining fire might burn in their hearts and incinerate their hate. We pray for people to not only speak truth to power, but to actively resist and demonstrate peaceful ways of living.

We pray for our congregation, for your beloved children of God and we continually walk in your way and discern what our life together in love might look like.

We pray with all those celebrating today – for minor accomplishments and for big. We pray for all those whose lives matter so much to us and for all the love they bring into our life. We prayer for those who offer care and support and service to our lives. Bless all these people.

We offer our deep gratitude for your listening ear and pray that we might share this listening love with all we meet.

Amen

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Finding solitude (and a few good pictures)

March 07, 2025

After my sermon on Jesus’ invitation to come away all by yourselves to a deserted place and rest a while, I went away all my by self to a solitary place and rested a while.

One of the biggest disappointments with life back in Manitoba is the lack of the kind of retreat spaces that are found in apparent abundance in Michigan - the kinds of religious retreat centers and monasteries that cater to individual retreats. Spending time at such places (and working at one) was a regular pattern in my life, and I’ve been increasingly aware of my need for such a place and time.

Solitude and silence are incredibly important to me, and while I have my own room in our house and can spend an evening all by myself, while June is off doing her thing in her space, this is not the same as an extended time of solitude. These experiences of solitude and silence create and environment of spaciousness that my spirit needs to feel grounded and present.

(If you want to explore solitude further I’d suggest visiting a new website Solitude Advocacy )

And so I’ve been delighted to spend three days alone at the Herdsman House in Neubergthal, Manitoba.

The Herdsman House is an old house, and national historic site, in an old Russian Mennonite village. The house has been restored by a couple who live in a barn on the property that they’ve converted into living quarters and artist studio, and small concert venue.

The space is primarily intended as an artist retreat space, although anyone can stay. Of course I felt sheepish visiting as an artist, but photography and writing were a big part of my time there.

Not surprisingly I anticipated my time here with a bit of anxiety. (I seem to do most things with at least a bit of anxiety) But as I felt the silence and stillness the anxiety quickly left. I brought books to read and camera gear to take pictures, but was not beholden to accomplishing anything.

Because of who I am, this kind of silence and time nurtures my spiritual and prayer life. Following Jesus’ model of going to a deserted place to pray for me is essential discipleship. Silent presence is increasingly my most basic and common form of prayer. I resonate with Mother Teresa’s prayer of listening to God as God listens to her.

I often bring this little crucifix, and Russian prayer rope - both foreign to my Mennonite tradition - as aids to prayer.

“Monk’s meal.” A stay at the Herdsman House comes with a loaf of incredible sourdough bread. I could have just eaten this bread for every meal.

A bedstee - bed in a closet / reading nook.

If you are in southern Manitoba and looking for a place of retreat for rest and creativity (it doesn’t have to include solitude) I’d encourage you to contact Margruite at the Herdsman House. I’m looking forward to spending some time there in the non-winter months.

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Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while

March 02, 2025

Sermon based on Mark 6:30-44 delivered on March 2, 2025.

Take a few deep breaths. Inhale deeply, hold for a moment, and exhale. Do this a few times.

According to Google’s AI “Deep breathing can have a significant positive effect on your body by reducing stress, lowering blood pressure, calming the nervous system, improving focus, and promoting relaxation by sending signals to the brain to trigger a relaxation response, making it a valuable tool for managing stress and anxiety.” Deep breathing can provide a sense of rest.

And now I want you to take a moment to consider what do you need to feel at rest? Is there a particular place that comes to mind? Are there particular sounds or music that creates a sense of rest for you? Is there a particular time of day? What makes you feel at rest?

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Some years ago, before we worked at The Hermitage, the contemplative retreat center in Michigan, June and I volunteered there while David and Naomi, then the directors, were on sabbatical. Upon their return I approached David and asked “Did you receive in faith the gift of rest?”

This may seem like a curious question, and I’m sure I was attempting to be a clever, but the words of this question were familiar to David. The words, adapted from Matthew 11:28-30 
‘Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29Take my yoke upon you and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.’

We used an adaptation of these once a week when we used the Hermitage Affirmation, a morning prayer liturgy drafted by Hermitage founder Gene Herr and still used each week. The words we prayed read:

Teach us, Jesus,
to hear you,
to come with the heavy loads we feel,
to be yoked with you,
to be taught by you,
to learn what things really matter,
and to receive in faith the gift of rest.

30 The apostles gathered around Jesus, and told him all that they had done and taught. 31He said to them, ‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’ For many were coming and going, and they had no leisure even to eat. 32And they went away in the boat to a deserted place by themselves. 

After years of volunteering and then working at The Hermitage I eventually learned that the primary thing I was welcoming people to or inviting people to, was to receive the gift of rest. While rest may seem like a trivial thing, “Are we really doing all this just so people can take a nap?” but people came there, guests and staff with too much busyness and striving and anxiety racing around in their heads and bodies. To let go of all those things and receive the gift of a nap is truly a gift of resting in God’s care. I believe that in rest, in silence, in slowness we make ourselves available to God. A life in deep relationship with God is not a life of striving, but of receiving, not of accomplishing, but of allowing. Rest is a gift to receive and not a state that can be achieved. In rest, we let go of ambitions and the desire to control and learn to improvise with the Spirit.

I’ll confess that it was and is much easier for me to offer the gift of rest than it is for me to receive the gift. I am really not very good at rest. In the past I thought of rest as synonymous with relaxation. Rest was a pleasant, if at times irresponsible luxury. Rest could easily become a distraction from responsibility and productivity. Rest was good if you were tired, but too much resting was a sign of laziness.

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Related to rest is the topic of leisure and especially the idea of holy leisure. Rest can be not doing things, but it can also involve doing things that nurture our souls and engage our spirits. For some of us, when we want to leave behind the frenzied business of our day and rest we turn to our devices. These often don’t demand any critical engagement, but they are programmed to distract us and give us an experience that is anything but restful. Scrolling social media or flipping channels is not restful and is not holy leisure. Activities of holy leisure include play, and creativity, exploration and discovery, and even casual eating with friends. These activities should be non-anxious and even non goal oriented, but rather they open us to experience God’s gift of this world in new ways. These activities teach us to improvise and play with the Spirits leading.

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Gen 2:2 And on the seventh day God finished the work that God had done, and God rested on the seventh day from all the work God had done.

God puts rest within the heart of creation with God’s own resting on the seventh day of creation. Of course, God could have continued working and creating. God could have done anything and everything, but God chose rest.

Deuteronomy 5:13-14 “Six days you shall labor and do all your work; but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God; in it you shall not do any work — you or your son or your daughter or your manservant or your maidservant or your ox or your ass or any of your cattle or the sojourner who is within your gates — that your manservant and your maidservant may rest as well as you”

One Catholic author I read wrote “The Sabbath is not understood merely as “time off.” It’s not a break in an unending process of production and consumption: It’s the climax of the week. Whereas the world sees the weekend as a time to get ready to go back to work on Monday, the Church sees the work week as a preparation for Sunday Mass.”

Tricia Hersey is the founder of the Nap Ministry and wrote the wonderful book “Rest is Resistance: a Manifesto”

She sees rest not only a nice thing to restore our energy, but for her “Rest is a form of resistance because it disrupts and pushes back against capitalism.” We are lead to believe there is not enough, and this creates anxiety and unrest. “We believe rest is a luxury, privilege, and an extra treat we can give to ourselves after suffering from exhaustion and sleep deprivation. Rest isn’t a luxury, but an absolute necessity if we’re going to survive and thrive. Rest isn’t an afterthought, but a basic part of being human. Rest is a divine right. Rest is a human right.”

This book reminds me that the pinnacle of God’s week of creation is not humanity, but rest. Rest reclaims our bodies and our time from being mere economic tools serving the idol of productivity. “Much of our resistance to rest, sleep, and slowing down is an ego problem. You believe you can and must do it all because of our obsession with individualism and our disconnection to spirituality,” Hersey writes.

Rest is an image of salvation. Rest is sabbath. Rest is shalom.

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

My 21st century self, however, is trained in anxiety and striving, where rest is a an irresponsible luxury available for purchase by the rich. The “rest” capitalism sells is only a tool for you to “recharge” and return as a more effective producer/consumer. We rest in order to work.

 My Mennonite self is trained in the virtues of hard-working service, and the sense of always more to do. Is a well-rested Mennonite an oxymoron? Is it heretical?

Rest can come with feelings of guilt for all the work others have to do in order for me to rest. Rest can cause us to question our self-worth. “What if I rest from work for a few days and nobody notices?”

As attractive as the gift of rest is, we find it so hard to receive. Our restless hearts are addicted to self-validating busyness. I find it hard to practice rest because it can be difficult for me to accept that somehow the world could survive a day or even a week without my near constant attention. This is foolishness. Yet, God continues to extend the gift rest waiting for us to empty and extend our hands. May we learn to value the liberating quality of our rest more than the quantity of our productivity.

“Therefore my heart is glad, and my soul rejoices; my body also rests secure.” (Ps 16:9)

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Rest is a product of letting go of our need to shape each moment of our day; letting go of ambitions and anxieties; letting go of finding our value in our productivity; letting go of our sense of how indispensable we are.

Solitude and silence are often a catalysts to rest. Desert/wilderness places are also places of encounter. The Bible is filled with stories of people who in the desert or wilderness encounter the divine, from Moses to Hagar and Elisha. And Jesus regularly goes away by himself to a deserted place to pray – to be in conversation with God. Even after this following story of feeding the people he sends the disciples off and goes up a mountain to pray.

Rest is intimately related to trust. Without trust rest is elusive. In order to rest we must trust that life will be okay without us being useful. We must trust that the emails and texts that go unanswered while away will still be there when we return and that many of their “urgent” problems will have already resolved themselves. Rest also comes when we can trust that food will be available when we are hungry, and a warm bed will be available when tired. We rest in the arms of the ones we love, because we trust them.

“Our heart is restless until it finds rest in you.” Augustine.

But rest is not a product of our intention and work, rest is ultimately a gift from God. As we saw in Matthew 11 text I read earlier, we are to come to God and give God our weariness and business, and in turn, God will give us rest. The goal of our journey is to rest in the heart of God, the most trustworthy one.

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Jesus and the disciples go away to a deserted place for rest and immediately people show up and the place is no long deserted and no longer restful. And Jesus resumes his work, and I’m guessing the disciples were not to pleased by Jesus’ compassion. As the day is beginning to draw to an end the disciples are concerned “‘This is a deserted place, and the hour is now very late; send them away so that they may go into the surrounding country and villages and buy something for themselves to eat.’”  

They are telling Jesus we are in a deserted wilderness place and where there is little to sustain us. There is no rest here. But Jesus does not mirror their anxiety. He finds out what food they have and “39Then he ordered them to get all the people to sit down in groups on the green grass.” Did you note those last words? They sat down on green grass. This deserted, wilderness place with few resources is now a place of reclining on green grass . A place of verdancy and life. “The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures.”

It is hard to find rest, however, on an empty stomach. Having a meal with food enough to be filled creates a sense of rest in all of us. It’s the cause of many a Sunday afternoon nap.

This deserted place becomes of place of sitting on the green grass and being fed. And all who ate were filled. This is a place of rest offered for all the people. “Thou preparest a table before me; my cup runneth over”

In a place of aridity, anxiety, and hunger Jesus provides an image of the rest God offers to us all.

‘Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.’

Paying attention to the world around us right now feels relentless and exhausting. You wake up in the morning and think today will be a quiet day only to be hit with some new ridiculous, chaotic, and dangerous pronouncement that sets you on edge for the rest of the day. And nobody seems to know what new craziness the next day will hold.

But even in these times and especially in these times, and even in these arid wilderness places where how we will get through the next days seems in question, Jesus invites us to come away and receive rest. The rest that only God can provide. The rest of letting go and being held and embraced by God’s loving arms.

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Who remembers the internet?

February 22, 2025

When was the last time you’ve been with family and shared a story about a time when a picture on Instagram really changed you?

Have you ever written an essay about our the historic cultural significance of a TikTok video?

Have you ever even felt a desire to reread a favourite blog post?

I’ll accept their may be the occasional yes to these answers but I presume mostly the answers are no.

By and large our experiences online are not memorable. They don’t create memories. They don’t provide stories of going to camp, or breaking a leg playing hockey, or visiting a national park that are retold over and over at family gatherings.

We don’t have mementos and tchotchkes from our times online to remind us of our experiences.

I’m pretty sure much of the internet is designed so we don’t remember, and so we keep returning over and over again.

We spend so much of our life “on the internet” creating very few memories. If we don’t remember the internet, what will we have left to remember? What stories will we tell each other in our final years? 

What kind of people are people without a memory?

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Rearranging the furniture: welcoming the stranger

January 29, 2025

In a time of struggle with my work with guests at the Hermitage retreat center, my spiritual director asked me “What’s the worse that could happen?” My response to him, said with a bit of a chuckle at its silliness and truthfulness was “They could rearrange the furniture.”

Welcoming the stranger is an act of vulnerability. It involves opening yourself to allow the stranger to change not just your furniture, but your life.

During my spiritual direction training my supervisor asked me if I had a biblical image for my spiritual direction. A spark of an idea came to me. I was momentarily reluctant to name it, because it just came “out of the blue” and I had no time to process it, but I decided to give in to my intuition and declared “The innkeeper in the Good Samaritan parable.” As I played with the image and the parable, I realized that all the characters in the parable came to stay at the inn, each with their own challenges and needs.

A short while later my wife and I joined the staff of The Hermitage retreat center where the innkeeper image became central my work and identity. My life as innkeeper was filled with the daily practices of welcoming the stranger.

My work was also guided by the Rule of St. Benedict, the 5th century guide for monastic life that continues to be lived out today. Hospitality is central to Benedict’s vision instructing the monks to “Let all guests who arrive be received as Christ.”

I recognized that it was Christ who was bringing all these strangers; the Levites, priests, the wounded, and the Samaritans down the lane to stay at the Hermitage, but it was also Christ who was coming in the guise of these many people. All were to be welcomed.

Leaving this work and this place was difficult for me because it meant leaving my inn. This inn keeper image had become central to my identity that I anxiously pondered how can I continue to be an inn keeper with no inn?

While I remain without an inn, I now work at a program that works to build communities that are welcoming to immigrants. My work, while much more abstract than cooking for guests or cleaning rooms of my Hermitages, helps build community practices of welcome and hospitality. It is important for those welcoming to know what helps newcomers feel welcome, as well as what attitudes or activities make them feel unwelcome.

One of the great privileges of my work is the opportunity to build relationships with local immigrants. With growing trust and mutual sharing, I sometimes hear how the welcome they’ve received, while very friendly on the surface fails to go very deep. Smiles and friendly greetings from local-born folk are common, but

Christ continues to bring a great variety of guests and come in a great variety of guises.

While I still miss the day-to-day work of being an inn keeper, I have also learned to recognize that my heart too is an inn. As innkeeper of my heart, I work to welcome guests keeping in mind the instructions in the letter to the Hebrews “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.” (Hb 13:2) I want to be a safe and welcoming space for the stranger. It is also important for me to not just identify the stranger deserving welcome as the immigrant or poor person, or anyone for whom I have significantly greater access to power and resources. But the stranger also comes in the from of a grocery cashier, dental hygienist, or a local politician.

Welcoming the stranger into your heart requires a deeper level of trust and vulnerability than simply welcoming them into you home or business. They may come in and change your established patterns, practices, and beliefs – they may rearrange the furniture of your heart.

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