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This Sacramental Life

September 10, 2025
“After he said this, he spit on the ground, made mud with the saliva, and smeared the mud on the man’s eyes. ”
— John 9:6

We are deeply physical creatures living in a material world.

We are also deeply spiritual creatures living in a spiritual world.

For nearly twenty years I worked in the world of library preservation. Library preservation is about preserving more than just stuff, but the part of preservation work that most shaped me was working with stuff – damaged, wounded, vulnerable stuff. I worked with papers made of wood pulp, cotton rags, and hemp fibers. I handled books bound in the hides of cow, sheep, and goats. The first time I got a hog-hair brush wet the smell immediately took me back childhood memories of butchering hogs on the family farm. I pulled on binding thread, pushed on press screws, gently tugged at old tape, and critically handled a newly repaired book. When I was given a paper document that gave me every indication of being very brittle, I still needed to grasp it between my thumb and forefinger and gently bend the paper till it invariably broke. When I was given a book with signs of mold, I caressed the discolored area and often brought it up to my nose for a quick sniff. I had a very physical relationship with the library.

The biblical depiction of the physical world is vast and complex. It is, first and foremost, God’s good creation, but it is very quickly tarnished by Adam and Eve’s rebellion. As a result, humanity’s relationship with the matter of this world is described as one of labor and struggle.

“cursed is the ground because of you;
   in toil you shall eat of it all the days of your life;
thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for you;
   and you shall eat the plants of the field.
By the sweat of your face
   you shall eat bread
until you return to the ground,
   for out of it you were taken;
you are dust,
   and to dust you shall return.’” (Gen. 3: 17b-19)

With the fall in the Garden of Eden, all physical material was tainted with sin. For the rest of the biblical story the material stuff of this life is a mixed bag – it both extols the glory of God and demonstrates our mortality and insignificance. These opposing qualities are probably best reflected in the Psalms.

The Psalms often extol how the grandeur of God is revealed in the stuff of this world.

The heavens are telling the glory of God;
   and the firmament proclaims his handiwork. (Ps. 19:1)

But the Psalms also express the deep transience and turmoil of our material existence.

As for mortals, their days are like grass;
   they flourish like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
   and its place knows it no more. (Ps 103:15-16)

The Christian scriptures, or New Testament, portray an equally conflicted relationship with the material stuff of this word. The early church as depicted in Acts shares its material possessions and cares for the material needs of others. Other writings depict flesh as the home of sin, and something to be overcome.

“For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on the things of the Spirit, To set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace.” (Rom. 8:5-6)

It sometime seems right at times to demonize the flesh. I know for myself, and I’m guessing for many of you, I was brought up with at least an awareness of the idea that flesh was bad. It is the home of uncontrollable urges, and the stuff that falls apart, decays, and dies. Sins of the flesh are often seen as the worst, or at least the most unmentionable sins. Our goal as Christians was to overcome or deny our physical selves which only lead us to sin and to look forward to that glorious day when we would take on spiritual bodies (whatever that meant).

But simply dismissing the material stuff of this world as the abode of sin does not reflect an attentive reading of the full biblical story. As much as the stuff of this world reflects and participates in sin, the bible also tells us that the stuff of this world reflects and participates in the divine.

I’m very fond of the verse from Psalm 34 “Taste and see how good the Lord is!”

I like that this is a call to encounter God through our physical senses. It is not a call to traditional “spiritual” and often cerebral things like beliefs and doctrines. We are called to taste and see, and before we delve too much into this phrase as a metaphor or spiritualize this language, we must deal with the fact that these are physical acts of our physical selves. It is a call to encounter God in this world with our bodies.

Stories of Jesus’ life often involves the very basic stuff of the earth: blood and wine; loaves and fishes; stones and wounds; and in our text, spit and dirt. I love this story from our John text of Jesus healing the blind man with a mud made of dirt and his spit. God takes on the stuff of the earth in the person of Jesus and then uses the stuff of the earth, common under-foot soil and a bodily fluid to mediate a miraculous healing. After Jesus smears this mess onto the man’s eyes he is told to go wash this crud off his eyes. This story isn’t about the stuff of the heavens declaring the glory of God, but it’s a story of filthy and kinda gross stuff mediating God’s healing power

The feature of the Christian tradition which has perhaps the most to say about a believer’s relationship to the physical world is the idea of incarnation; that God, creator of all the stuff of the universe, became embodied in that very particular stuff of the universe. God took on the stuff most notably in the person of Jesus of Nazareth. In Jesus, God became fully human. Incarnation may be the most scandalous teaching of the Christian faith.

Western Christianity, especially in its modern protestant form, has tended to let the idea of Jesus and incarnation play 2nd or 3rd fiddle to stories of Jesus’ death as the key, and maybe even only, saving event of the whole Jesus story. Jesus came as a baby, but only so he could die. But we know that Jesus is more than just death and resurrection. Jesus came embodied in flesh and blood and his ministry was a physical ministry – a ministry of spit and mud, perfume and blood, bread and wine. When people called out with physical problems he often replied with a physical response.

When I attended the Mennonite seminary, a course which really captured my attention was a course on the history of the Eastern Orthodox church. In this class I learned of the significance of incarnation in the Orthodox tradition.

Within Orthodox theology God becoming human was not an afterthought, an event to make up for Original Sin and human sinfulness. Incarnation was God's first thought, the original design for all creation. The purpose of Jesus' life is the fulfillment of God's eternal longing to become united with humanity and with all creation. This was God’s original intent in creation. As an Orthodox theologian said “This union of the Divine and human nature in one person, the Incarnation of our Lord, has once and for all bridged the gap between God and Creation. By the Incarnation, the material world is redeemed.”

The very existence of Jesus Christ as the incarnation of God gives credence and value to the idea of matter playing host to the divine. In the person of Jesus, God took on flesh. God became embodied in the stuff of this earth.

I don’t want to deny the spiritual realm but rather I want to suggest that the physical aspect of Jesus ministry, and of our lives, are not separate from the spiritual. Jesus demonstrated that ministering to the body and ministering to the soul can be one. Feeding the hungry is sharing the bread that will give life to the world.

If we pay attention to John's emphasis on the Incarnation and on the truth of God revealed in Jesus, we discover that for John, what is at the heart of reality is a God who wants to share divine life. God wants to be in communion with humanity.

God is love and created all life to communicate to creatures the fullness of divine love. The Incarnate Word is the foundation of the creative plan of God, the very reason for the existence of all creation.

God’s desire to be in communion with us through creation means that the whole of Creation has the potential to be a sacrament.

Now I realize I’m very near the end of my message and I’ve just introduced the word sacrament. One thing I remember from taking “baptismal classes” way back in my youth at Grace Church was that the Mennonite Church does not have sacraments, but ordinances. Sacrament was weird Catholic thing. “Those people” think the wine “actually becomes blood” and we think the grape juice is a symbol of … something.

Broader than its specific use of sacrament to refer to the elements of bread and wine in eucharist, or the seven sacraments of the Catholic faith, a sacrament is a ritual, event, or thing that imparts divine grace. A sacrament is physical act or object through which God is present, and God acts. A sacrament is not merely symbolic of God, but sacrament involves actual presence of and engagement with God.

If we feel we are sharing the actual love of God through an act of bringing food to a sick friend – is that that soup and that service not sacramental? Is not God truly present in the soup and service?

God’s presence is real, but as the stories about Jesus so often demonstrate, our eyes do not perceive God’s presence even when it is right in front of us.

I’ve been returning again and again to this idea that the Christian life is a life of learning to see; to see all creation as it really is. And I think with those opened and trained eyes we will begin to see all creation (and that includes us) as a sacrament, for through the stuff of creation God’s presence, activity, and love is made real on earth.

I invite you this week to taste and see and smell and touch and hear that God is present and God is good.

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Dear Winkler, we can do better

July 10, 2025

Dear Winkler,

In the three years since move back to Winkler I’ve built friendships and connections with numerous people including many recent immigrants living throughout our Pembina Valley region. Many of these newcomers have entrusted me with honest conversations about their experiences in their new home.

One sad theme I’ve heard in those conversations is that visible minorities often experience Winkler as less welcoming. As I’ve talked with people about their experiences, we’ve even noticed how darker skin seems to increase the chance of the person not feeling welcome.

I don’t mean to set southern Manitoba communities against each other, but I’m told people’s experiences are more welcoming in neighbouring cities and towns.

This doesn’t mean that everyone in Winkler is unwelcoming and ever minority has bad experiences here, but there are enough stories and experiences for people to say this unwelcome feeling is a real thing.

I’m very aware of Winkler’s (and my) Russian Mennonite roots. One thing that has been highlighted for me since my return is that one of the inherited traits of this tradition is a distrust of outsiders. Our Russian Mennonite history is one of defining ourselves as separate from “them”. Even in my youth I heard of distrust of the “Englischer” meaning any white person who was not one of us. This community has a deep legacy of distrust (see pandemic response, see library controversy, etc.). This distrust of outsiders may have served some self-preservation needs for a persecuted community, but today the distrust mostly lingers as unwarranted fear and discrimination.

And now that fear and distrust is being directed at newcomers. I’m appalled at the most recent story of three men violently assaulting a newcomer on a Winkler street - the street where I grew up and where I now live. This kind of racist hate and violence doesn’t arise out of nowhere. This is shameful. Yes Winkler, you have a racism problem.

from Pembina Valley Online

With so many churches in this community surely we all know of God’s call to welcome all.

Leviticus 19: 33-34 “When an alien resides with you in your land, you shall not oppress the alien. The alien who resides with you shall be to you as the native-born among you; you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.”

And we know that all people are created in the image of God. We know from Abraham’s experience providing hospitality to strangers that we are to welcome everyone as if they might be messengers from God.

Heb. 13:2 “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.”

We know that in Christ all divisions have been eliminated so how can we live as if this isn’t true?

Gal. 3:28 “There is no longer Jew or Greek; there is no longer slave or free; there is no longer male and female, for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.” How many of us as children sang “red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight”?

While we many no longer use that particular language, the sentiment still stands. How can we hate our sisters and brothers who are precious in God’s sight. This is shameful.

We as Mennonites, Christians, people of any faith, and no faith are called to a welcome that does not include racism, fear, and violence.

Dear Winkler, I have been privileged to see and experience the best of you. This town is filled with people who do much to show their care for and support of others. The current Faces of Winkler exhibit at Winkler Arts & Cultures displays some wonderful and welcoming cross-cultural relationships that exist in this town. I know your heart is good, but some hurdles remain for you to overcome. I encourage you to set aside your fear and distrust.

The influx of newcomers to Winkler has made this city a more vibrant and exciting place to live. We have a wonderful opportunity to grow and strengthen as individuals and as a community as we welcome and embrace all who call this place home.

Yours truly, and hopefully

Kevin


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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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