Sermons
All Is Not Quiet on the Home Front
by the Reverend Chris Buice
Tennessee Valley
UU Church
1/6/03
Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, “A sermon can be foolishly spoken and wisely
heard.” I believe there is a great deal of truth to that statement. In fact,
there have been some Sundays when I have depended on it.
Of course, there are other times when a sermon is foolishly spoken and no amount
of wise listening will compensate for the unfortunate experience. A few years
ago I attended a memorial service for a teenage boy who had committed suicide.
I had not known the young man. He was the brother of a member of my congregation
in Spartanburg. The memorial service was held in a conservative Presbyterian
Church. When the time came for the homily the minister stepped up to the pulpit
and declared, “We are winners in Christ!” And the minister went
on to attempt to do something I had never seen before. He attempted to preach
an “upbeat funeral sermon”, a kind of Norman Vincent Peale and the
power of positive thinking sermon. A teenage had committed suicide. His parents
were present. His family was present. His friends were present. And we were
all being asked to “look at the positive.” I found the whole experience
very superficial and more than a little disturbing. I left the church angry.
I told someone, “Now I know why Jesus turned over tables in the temple.”
I think that minister got it all wrong. When we go to a memorial service we
do not feel like winners. We feel like losers. Regardless of one’s theology
concerning the here and now or the hereafter, the memorial service is a time
to acknowledge a real loss. It is a painful time of letting go especially if
we are saying goodbye to someone who is young. The power of positive thinking
is a superficial salve in this situation. It is not the balm of Gilead that
can make the wounded whole.
Most of us go to the church hoping to find wisdom but sometimes we find foolishness
and false comfort. And as your minister I feel the need to make a confession
(not only for myself but also for all ministers.) Many of us who make the decision
to go into ministry do so because we are naïve and arrogant. We are sure
we can do it better than all the others can. But time usually proves us wrong.
At some point we find ourselves saying something stupid simply because we are
expected to have something meaningful to say on all occasions. Hubris becomes
humility.
Of course, ministers are not the only people who can speak foolishly. A number
of years ago medial mogul Ted Turner made a foolish comment about Christianity
that my father the Episcopalian minister wisely heard. Turner said, “Christianity
is a religion for losers.” Many Christian ministers were up in arms about
the comment. They were furious. They protested. They wrote angry letters to
the editor. They threatened to boycott the Turner network. The responses were
in most cases predictable knee jerk reactions. However, my father surprised
me by having a different kind of response. Being a Christian minister my father
was in a position to take offense but he did not. I asked him what he thought
about Turner’s comment that, “Christianity is a religion for losers.”
My dad said, “He’s right you know,” and he went on to explain
what he meant even though he did not have to. Our family had recently experienced
the loss of my brother Bill who died in a car accident. The loss was fresh in
all our minds. My father understood that no one gets through this life without
experiencing some serious losses. And one of the roles of religion is help us
as we deal with our losses. So whether we are Christian or Buddhist or Muslim
or humanist or some other faith, we can say in all honesty, “our religion
is for losers.”
The poet Mary Oliver once wrote, “To live in this world you must be able
to do three things; To love what is mortal; To hold it against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it; And when the time comes to let it go, to let it
go.”
No one gets through this life without letting go. No one gets through this
life without being a loser. Of course, in America we like to be winners. We
don’t want to be losers. We don’t want to be losers in our sports.
We don’t want to be losers in our work. We don’t want to be losers
in our politics. We don’t want to be losers in our dating relationships.
We don’t want to be losers in times of war or in times of peace.
And now is a time of war. The war with Iraq is brought to us on the home front
24 hours a day by the media on the networks and cable and radio and the Internet.
War is here whether we like it or not and war is always a time of serious losses.
It is symptomatic of war that the people of the world tend to dwell on different
kinds of losses. Many people in the West get their news from CNN, Fox Network,
the BBC or the other major networks that tend to focus on the losses among the
American and British troops. In the rest of the world, in the Middle East, Africa,
Asia and South America the people are paying attention to the coverage of the
Al Jazeera network based in Qatar that tends to focus on the loss of innocent
Iraqi civilians. Each network is paying attention to part of the picture. No
one seems to want to focus on the Whole Picture.
The religious leaders of the world are often like the networks. They give us
partial coverage of the war. They focus on part of the picture and ignore everything
outside their particular frame. Too often religious leaders are willing and
even eager to take sides in a violent conflict based on their partial picture
of events. Mullahs declare holy war. Ministers intone pious patriotic platitudes
like “God bless America” and “God bless our troops.”
Over and over again the name of God is evoked on both sides to justify violence
against God’s children. However, the decision to go to war is a human
choice not a divine mandate. And when we as individuals support a war we should
be willing to take personal responsibility for our choices and not shift the
blame to God or anyone else.
When both Muslims and Christians were killing each other in Serbia an archbishop
declared at some risk to himself, “Violence in the name of God is violence
against God. Violence in the name of any religion is violence against all religions.”
Many of us agree with the archbishop. Many of us are sick of seeing theology
used in the service of death and we long for theology to be used in the service
of life. We are tired of the rhetoric of holy war and long for the blessings
of a holy peace.
Sometimes religion makes us merciless instead of more merciful. Sometimes it
makes us more self-righteous than self-aware. That is why the Sufi Muslims say
that many times the thickest barrier between human beings and God is the worship
of the worshipper, devotion of the devout and the wisdom of the wise. Too often
religion is what separates human beings from the divine and from each other.
Too often the power of the pulpit is the power to polarize. When the Reverend
Franklin Graham calls Islam a wicked religion; when the Reverend Jerry Falwell
calls Muhammad a terrorist; when Osama Bin Laden urges a holy war against all
American men women and children; when a secular tyrant like Sadaam Hussein starts
talking about God and jihad it is a foolishness that is not easily cured by
the wisdom of the listener.
The waters of religion grow murky when they are mingled with the bitterness
of the human spirit. In the 19th century the Reverend Theodore Parker, a Unitarian
minister from the liberal Christian tradition, said something about the religion
of Jesus which I think may be true for all life affirming religions. He said
that the religion of Jesus has come down to us through the ages like a stream
that has been too often been polluted by the dogmas, doctrines and practices
of the church. He argued that the goal of spiritual living should be to discover
and protect the pure stream that gives life.
Perhaps, it is also true that at the heart of Judaism, Islam and other life
affirming religions there is a clear stream that has flowed down to us through
time that too often has become contaminated not only by dogma but by our own
bitterness, resentment, and fear. The stream is tainted by our ethnic animosities,
homophobia, misogyny, greed, ambition and narrow concerns. Sometimes the water
is toxic and the best advice you can give someone going to church or a mosque
or a temple is the same advice you would give someone traveling south of the
border. Enjoy your visit but don’t drink the water. Don’t internalize
the toxic spirit. Don’t drink from the stream that gives death not life.
I believe that people of all faiths are thirsty for the pure stream. And so
we should ask ourselves the question, how are we to clear the waters that have
become so murky? Well, I would argue that if we want to purify the stream and
renew the life of the spirit then we are going to have to be willing to be losers.
We are going to have to be willing to lose some of our grudges, to lose some
of our bitterness and resentment, to lose some of those narrow ambitions that
cut us off from the larger life of God and humanity. There are some things we
should not be afraid to lose. For the wisdom of many traditions teaches, “It
is by losing our life that we find it. It is by letting go that we gain.”
If we do our job right then we will be able to say without embarrassment or
loss of self-esteem, “Our religion is for losers.”
The theologian Albert Schweitzer once spoke of the one area of life where he
felt the Christian church had failed miserably. He said, "The greatest
failure of the Christian church was its failure to put an end to war.”
And I would add that this is the greatest failure of Judaism and Islam and every
other religion on earth. Of course, some theologians see it differently. Some
theologians will always try to put a positive spin on war. Some preachers will
try to apply the power of positive thinking to the subject. There are propaganda
creators who are paid good money to give a more upbeat interpretation of war
than the one given by Albert Schweitzer. However, from a spiritual perspective
war is always a failure. War reflects a total breakdown in religion not its
fulfillment. There are no holy wars. From a spiritual perspective, when war
breaks out we are all losers.
Much of the popular piety reflected in patriotic sermons, billboards, songs
and bumpers stickers seems like a strange effort to give an upbeat sermon at
a funeral for a teenager or as is the case in most wars a funeral for hundreds
and possibly thousands of teenagers. The pious rhetoric seems like a strange
effort to apply the power of positive thinking where it can never apply. To
those who lose loved ones in this war these sermons will seem badly done or
foolishly spoken without even the remotest possibility of being wisely heard.
For after the last ticker tape parade is over, after the last politician’s
speech has been given, after the last candle light vigil, after the last political
rally, after the last peace protest, after the last patriotic ballad, after
the last anti-war song, after all this … the losses will still be there.
The losses will still be felt for many years to come. The holidays will be different
this year for many families. The holidays will be different whether that holiday
is Hanukkah, Christmas, the season of Ramadan, a Hopi celebration or some other
holy day. This year there will be an empty place at the table and an empty space
in many hearts. Nothing is going to change that fact. No simplistic funeral
homily is going to be able to paper over this wound or cover up the pain of
this loss.
The prophet Jeremiah once denounced the false prophets of his day by saying
words that I believe offer challenge to people today. The words of the prophet
offer challenge to all of us whether we are people who support this war or people
who oppose it. Jeremiah said of the false prophets, “They dress the wounds
of my people as though it were no serious. ‘Peace, peace,” they
say, when there is no peace.”
So let me attempt to end this sermon with my best effort to avoid the temptations
of false prophecy and the errors foolish speaking … for there is no peace.
There is no peace in the world. There is no peace in this community. There is
no peace in my heart. There is no peace no matter how much we might wish it
otherwise. The wounds that have been suffered and will be suffered are serious.
The losses are real. Military victory or defeat will not bring back a single
life that has been lost in this war. The truth is there is no peace. The truth
is we are all losers.
And yet perhaps there is still a dim kind of hope to be found in the midst
of all this loss. Perhaps there is a chance, however small, that as we wander
through the desert of war we may encounter a pure stream; a stream that can
flow through many different religious traditions; a stream that gives life and
not death; a stream that can wash away the dirt and the filth that infects the
wounds of all people; a stream that can renew, restore and sustain us; a stream
that can flow in and around us and give us the hope to say, “Peace, peace,”
and there will be peace.
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