Sunday, October 29, 2023

Sunday Reflection: Two great commandments

Today's reflection is brought to you by 
Matthew 22:37-39. 
A statue from Gubbio
(wish I knew the artist's name)

Jesus told him, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind." This is the greatest and first commandment. And a second is like it: "You shall love your neighbour as yourself." 

I offered the following reflection to the people of the Community of Emmanuel in Edmonton's inner-city this morning. They listened very attentively -- who can resist stories about saints, whether they be the capital or small S variety?

Today in our reading, Jesus gives us what he knows are the two most important commandments, and
these commandments leave us with two questions: 

First of all, how do we love God with all our heart, soul and mind? What does that actually look like?

And secondly, how do we love our neighbours as ourselves? What does that actually look like? 

When I was thinking about this reading and what I might say about it, I also realized that this coming week, Tuesday, an interesting annual celebration will take place. Have you thought about it at all? Halloween is coming. Besides being a day of weird, deathly celebration, costumes, candy, and tricks or treats, it’s really the evening before the great spiritual celebrations of All Saints and All Souls’ days. And if we want to love God, who better to show us how than the holy saints and souls from ancient times and our own personal histories? They give us many examples of how to love Creator and do as Creator asks. 

So what are saints? In our time, it's easy to think of people like Mother Teresa when we think of holy people. She was amazing in her life and commitment to caring for people in Calcutta, India, and she started a group of missionary people who live and work all over the world now, helping wherever they can. But you and I aren’t likely to be Missionaries of Charity or Mother Teresa kind of people… or are we? 

I've always liked the story about the little kid who visits a big fancy church with his grandma during summer holidays. He's never been in a church like it, and he’s asking her lots of questions. “Who are all these people in the colourful windows?” he asks. And she replies, “They’re saints.” And she tells him a few stories about the saints in the windows close to where they are sitting.

Sometime later, back at school, the word "saint" is on his spelling test, and his teacher asks the question, “What is a saint?” and the little boy says, “I know, I know! A saint is a person the light shines through!” 

And that’s a pretty cool definition of what it means to be a saint, if you ask me, because we can all be people that Creator’s light shines through. By being kind to someone, sharing what we have, giving help wherever we can, we are letting God’s light shine through us. When I meet people at the door on Sunday mornings, sometimes I’m blinded by the light of a smile, or the kindness that someone shows to someone else. Our coffee ladies let the light shine through, don’t they? And our volunteers who bring the lunches? They are being signs of God’s love. God’s love and light shine through the way they care for all of us here at the Community of Emmanuel! They are saints, aren't they? 

We’re all meant to be saints – we already are what I call small s saints, or good people trying to be even better, though there aren’t stained glass windows with our pictures in them! And we all know saints from our own lives, people who let Creator's light shine through them in their love for us. I’d like to give you a quiet moment to think about someone in your life, past or present, who is or was a sign of God’s love for you. 

(Brief pause.)

Did you think of someone? Maybe more than one person? I thought of my Grandma Dorothea, my dad's mom. She wasn’t perfect, she had a temper, but she was also a lot of fun. I remember her turning cartwheels on the front lawn when I was a kid. I couldn't turn a cartwheel to save my life, but Grandma could. She taught me to cook some foods traditional to my family, clobbered me in cribbage and rummy, made the best gingersnaps, and could yodel like you’ve never heard at our family sing-alongs.

Eventually Grandma became disabled because of arthritis, and I remember visiting her in the senior's home in Saskatoon. I would peek in her door to find her in her wheelchair, holding her almost worn-out prayer book in her hands, praying for her family. And when I would say, "Hi, Grandma!" her smile was the kind of smile God would have. Absolute delight and unconditional love! I hope we all know someone who is radiant with that kind of love for us. 

Those kind of people are small s saints, as are we, on our journey to Creator. And then there are the capital S saints – the people you see in the stained-glass windows. Maybe you’ve heard of my favourite, Francis of Assisi. He was a rich young man who was supposed to inherit his father’s textile business, but he noticed that, compared to the people who worked in his father’s factories, he was living a life of luxury, and that wasn't fair! He decided to take sides with the folks who had less, just like Jesus asks us all to do, and he walked away from all that luxury to live simply, like Jesus did. 

Many of the priests and bishops in the time of Francis were more interested in power and money than in caring for their people, so Francis started a community of Little Brothers to care for those who were down on their luck, sick, disabled, or elderly. Of course, the Francis and his brothers put the rich priests and bishops to shame, and created a bit of an uproar in the Church. Jesus would have been proud!

Francis also loved nature, and is the saint of ecology, of living in harmony with creation. There are many stories of him preaching to the animals. Not far from where I live, there’s a statue of him talking to the Wolf of Gubbio. The wolf was causing many problems for the people of the town of Gubbio, killing their livestock, and eventually, killing even the people who tried to kill it. The people of Gubbio were terrified. 

Francis was living in Gubbio at the time, and decided to do something about it. He went out of the town's fortified walls to meet the wolf empty-handed, saying, "Brother Wolf, I come in peace." The wolf charged at Francis, but soon realized that Francis was different -- he had no sticks or clubs or knives to threaten the wolf. So the wolf circled Francis, who said, "Brother Wolf, you are hungry and afraid, and you are doing what wolves do to feed and protect yourself." Then he turned to the people and said, "And you are worried and afraid, and you are doing what people do to protect themselves and their livestock." 

Francis soon set up a pact between the wolf and the people – that the wolf would be gentle and kind if the people would take turns feeding it -- and the wolf lived in peace with people for the rest of its life.

It's a beautiful story, an example for us to follow. We all have wolves in our lives in the form of difficult people or situations. The story of Saint Francis and the wolf of Gubbio is a lesson about how to relate to those who don’t view life the way we do -- through understanding and compromise. Francis' life is full of stories that help us to see how we can be better people. Saints like Francis are people who let the light shine through themselves, and help others let their light shine, too. 

So that was a long detour when it comes to Jesus’ great commandments, but it’s leading me back to the first question I asked -- how do we love God with all our heart, soul and mind? What does that look like? Well, we have the example of compassionate and loving people around us – in our own lives, and in the past. Small s and capital S saints. We see the light shine through them, and their example encourages us to let God’s light shine through us too. When I am able to let Creator’s light shine through me, I am loving God with all my heart, soul and mind. 

But letting God’s light shine through us isn’t always easy, as we see in the second question -- How do we love our neighbours as ourselves? What does that actually look like? 

I’m going to break this question in half and focus on the second half first. Before we love our neighbours, how do we love ourselves? Do we even recognize ourselves as loveable? Or do we get hung up on our unlovable qualities? 

We need to remember that Creator is not hung up on the things we think are wrong about ourselves, the negative things people have said to us that stick with us and make us feel bad about ourselves. It's too easy to get down on ourselves when people aren't kind to us, or step on our natural way of being. 

I'm one of those people who can be overly enthusiastic, jumping into conversations, interrupting other people's chains of thought... and when people react to that, sometimes I feel like I should just shut up and never say anything again. But playing small is not serving Creator, who needs someone with enthusiasm to jump in some of the time. I just need to learn to curb my enthusiasm to let other people shine too. 

It's easy to get down on ourselves, but do we realize that it's important to believe that Creator made us the way we are on purpose -- and loves us every day? Because Creator does love us, no matter what. Think about this – Creator loves you so much that there’s this incredible planet for you to live on, given to you for free. Creator made entire diamond galaxies out in space to sparkle and shine just for you to see. Creator woos you with gorgeous sunrises and sunsets and gives you moments of beauty, goodness, and truth if you look for them. Creator made human love to show you the overarching love behind everything that exists, from the tiniest grain of sand to the highest mountain, from the tiniest little bug to the most enormous blue whale, from the depths of the sea to the depths of your heart. And nothing you can do can stop that love. It just is. For you! 

So if Creator loves you that much, can you love yourself that much too? Because that’s the kind of love Jesus is saying that we also need to extend to our neighbours. Even when our neighbours are unlovable. Sometimes they can be like the Wolf of Gubbio, challenging us in ways we'd rather not be challenged. It’s not easy to love ourselves or our neighbours sometimes, but I’d like to guide you through a little prayer experience that might help with that. 

Close your eyes or focus them softly on something near you. Settle into your breathing for a moment and take these words into your heart. 

 Creator loves me, just as I am. 
 Creator loves me, just as I am. 
 Creator loves me, just as I am. 

Now I invite you to think of someone you love as I go through this prayer. 

 I ask Creator’s blessings on this person who I love. 
 I ask Creator to watch over this person and keep them safe and well. 
 I ask Creator to let the sun shine warmly on this person. 
 I ask Creator to be gracious and kind to this person. 
 I ask Creator to give this person peace and joy. 

Now think of someone in your life who is hard to love. 

 I ask Creator’s blessings on this person who is hard for me to love. 
 I ask Creator to watch over this person and keep them safe and well. 
 I ask Creator to let the sun shine warmly on this person. 
 I ask Creator to be gracious and kind to this person. 
 I ask Creator to give this person peace and joy. 

Now let's pray this prayer for ourselves. 

 I ask Creator’s blessings on me. 
 I ask Creator to watch over me and keep me safe and well. 
 I ask Creator to let the sun shine warmly on me. 
 I ask Creator to be gracious and kind to me. 
 I ask Creator to give me peace and joy. 

Creator, help us to love you with all our hearts, minds and souls, to love our neighbours, and to love ourselves. 

+Amen.

St. Francis and the Wolf
north of Newman Theological College

Tuesday, October 24, 2023

The four-day kitten adventure

Late on Friday night, my nephew Iain was driving home after a stargazing evening at the western city limits when he saw four little eyes reflecting on the side of the road. When he stopped to see what was there, he found two adorable ginger kittens shivering in the cold.

The question everyone who has heard this story asks is, who would dump such sweet little things on the edge of the city when there are so many options for adoption in our city? We'll never know, but it's certain that Iain saved their lives. He said he saw as many coyotes as kittens that night. 

The next morning, he came upstairs and told us that he had kittens living in the basement bathroom. They were small and quiet, perhaps 8 to 10 weeks old, hungry and moving around on shaky legs. Suzanna and I enjoyed kitten snuggles that first day, and called them Chaos (the adventurous male) and Cuddles (the quieter female). 

Over the four days, their names changed a few times, and as they regained strength, they got more and more adventurous. When I went to check on them on Saturday afternoon, the little female had managed to climb up a bath towel and was crouched on the narrow rack, looking at me as if to say, "How do I get down from here?"

We've had a lot of visitors for them (it's hard to resist kitten cuteness), and a lot of laughs. We asked people if they knew anyone who wanted kittens... and just now, the friend of a friend of Iain's took them home to be new companions for her cat. So the kitten adventure has a happy ending, and we're all delighted, though we will miss their antics.

Here's a short video from this morning. Have happy lives, little ones!

Monday, October 23, 2023

Monday Music Appreciation #16 -- Don't Listen to Me

I'm looking forward to going to work tonight because it's a Martin Kerr concert. This is my second musical appreciation focusing on him, though it's not just him... I love the harmonies of his friends here too. Enjoy!

Monday, October 16, 2023

Monday music appreciation #15 -- Danse Macabre

Have I mentioned lately that I love my job? Being an usher at the Francis Winspear Centre for Music (why doesn't his wife Harriet get any credit??) is bringing me back into contact with so much wonderful classical music!

On Thursday and Friday, Maestro Bill Eddins, Concert Master Robert Uchida, and the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra put on wonderful evening performances that included Camille Saint-Saëns' wonderful Danse Macabre, a perfect piece as we head towards All Hallow's Eve. I've always loved it as I'm a sucker for the "rattling bones" sounds that come from certain percussion instruments.

Wanting to share it with my readers, I went looking for videos, and found this one of an orchestra of very young musicians from Czestochowa, Poland. No offense to Robert, Bill, and the ESO, but this video below is my new favourite version of Danse Macabre! These young people are a wonder!! Enjoy!!

Sunday, October 15, 2023

Sunday reflection: a prayer of lamentation

The news is not good in the so-called Holy Land. In fact, it ranks among the unholiest of places on the planet because of the things that have been happening to people there in the past eight days, and long before that.

With so much history of conflict and oppression of different peoples over many centuries, I find it hard to know how to pray for the people caught in the midst of chaos and injustice and terrorism from all sides. 

But then I remembered a line about "putting your mouth in the dust to wait for hope," and found something like that in the 3rd chapter of the book of Lamentations. Hope is hard to find, but if you're so inclined, please pray with me for the people in this latest conflict, and for all those oppressed by violence of any kind:

46 All our enemies
    have opened their mouths against us;
47 panic and pitfall have come upon us,
    devastation and destruction.
48 My eyes flow with rivers of tears
    because of the destruction of my people.

49 My eyes will flow without ceasing,
    without respite,
50 until the Lord from heaven
    looks down and sees.
51 My eyes cause me grief
    at the fate of all the young women in my city.

52 Those who were my enemies without cause
    have hunted me like a bird;
53 they flung me alive into a pit
    and hurled stones on me;
54 water closed over my head;
    I said, ‘I am lost.’

55 I called on your name, O Lord,
    from the depths of the pit;
56 you heard my plea, ‘Do not close your ear
    to my cry for help, but give me relief!’
57 You came near when I called on you;
    you said, ‘Do not fear!’

Creator God, 

be with all those who need you the most right now, 
and open the gates of heaven 
for all those whose souls suddenly need a home. 

We pray, we cry, we lament. 

Be with 
the people who live in the land 
where your child, 
Jesus, 
came to live with all of humanity, 
to show us what your loving compassion looks like.

Let loving compassion return
to the hearts of all,
we beg you.

We beg you.

We pray, we cry, we lament.

We turn our mouths to the dust,
until you give us reason to hope.

+Amen.

Monday, October 9, 2023

Monday Music Appreciation #14 -- Cavatina

After being away since I broke my foot on May 10, I'm delighted to be back at work at the Winspear Centre for music. And the symphony season started off with two wonderful sold out shows that included the beautiful "Cavatina" from the 1978 movie, The Deer Hunter, a sad movie with a very famous piece of music.

Here's something gorgeous for this Canadian Thanksgiving Day. Enjoy.

Friday, October 6, 2023

A wild time

I haven't been very present here at Simple Moodlings lately because my father-in-law needed some help. In the last ten days, we took a flying trip to his home, contracted a moving company, moved him into assisted living, and made a good dent in cleaning out his house. He's making a big adjustment, and we are exhausted. But the crisis we were half-expecting came and went, and we all lived to tell about it. We're so thankful for that fact!

Dad K. will be 92 in a few weeks, but he still takes a lot of delight in life, as evidenced by the short video below. It's too good not to share!

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!