Written by Gradye Parsons
Each month the Stated Clerk of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) and the Moderator or Vice Moderator of the 220th General Assembly write a column of general interest for the church-at-large.
We need to start planning now. We have only 10 years till it is the 800th anniversary of the Nativity Scene. Tradition has it that Saint Francis started the custom upon returning from Bethlehem in 1223. He staged a Nativity Scene in a cave with live animals and people. It went viral and became the thing to do at your cathedral, chapel or palace. At some point statues were substituted for the characters. Then people made smaller versions and the crèche industry was born.
The Nativity Scenes or pageants I have witnessed tend to go from a couple with a new baby to a barn full of people fairly quickly. Why? John Calvin says in his Harmony of the Gospels, “It would have been to no purpose that Christ was born in Bethlehem, if it had not been made known to the world. But the method of doing so, which is described by Luke, appears to the view of men very unsuitable. First, Christ is revealed but to a few witnesses, and that too amidst the darkness of night. Again, though God had, at his command, many honorable and distinguished witnesses, he passed by them, and chose shepherds, persons of humble rank, and of no account among men.”
There was a need for a community to be formed to give witness to the incarnation. A community brought together around a God event that has been seen and experienced by many. Eyewitnesses might have seen just another baby born to poor parents. But these eyewitnesses have been taught by angels to look with different eyes. They witness to Joseph and Mary the proclamation they received from the angels. The community of shepherds and new parents shares its faith story.
The witness to me is that it takes a community to tell this story. It takes people with their eighth Christmas and people with their first. It takes people who can sing solos as well as people who can get one more ounce of heat out of the furnace. They come together from tradition, hope, struggle and wonder to witness to something bigger than them all. And that is how you create a Nativity Scene.
The 10th Assembly of the World Council of Churches (WCC) brings together people from all over the globe. Men and women dress in the clothing of their country – I wear khakis and a sports coat – and you hear many languages and see many different customs.
In the midst of it all, it is the stories that make the impression.
Sisters and brothers in Christ from all over the world are praying together, studying the Bible together and discussing how to follow God as we are led toward God’s justice and peace at the 10th Assembly of the World Council of Churches (WCC) in Busan, Republic of Korea.
The diversity of churches represented at the 10th Assembly of the World Council of Churches together share the universal call to be faithful to Christ and to care about neighbor and planet.
That understanding resonated with me in the opening of the gathering in Busan, Republic of Korea, on October 30. More than 750 delegates from some 300 churches across the globe gathered under the assembly theme “God of life, lead us to justice and peace,” and opening worship included songs and prayers, some of which lifted up where we have fallen short of the goal.
Lord we are in awe. Those words began a lunchtime prayer at the meeting of the Presbytery of Savannah. It was genuine outpouring of that person’s faith and the collective faith of the people gathered in that space. Let’s explore what this little phrase might mean.
It was initially a desperate idea. How could we engage our middle school youth in good “ole” VBS? We realized that all of these youth were participants in the school band program. So our wild idea was to have them form a band led by our choir director.
The first Sunday they accompanied a hymn was, well, painful. The hymn took twice as long to sing and it was hard to determine if they were all playing the same one. But they were determined to get better. The youth recruited friends to fill out the band. They practiced more. The congregation never murmured a word.
Thomas Edison said “The body is a community made up of its innumerable cells or inhabitants.”
This sure sounds like Paul to the Corinthians. It is interesting to think of the body as a community instead of a mass of cells and organs. A revisit to Paul’s image of the body in 1 Corinthians 12 can lead us into an understanding of community. The body parts in Paul’s metaphor—feet, hands, ears, and eyes—are talking. It is not nice talk but it is conversation.
August 28 marks the 50th Anniversary of the March on Washington. A young, 34-year-old Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. set aside his prepared notes to declare “I have a dream.” That dream seems to have been realized in part—but not anywhere near the whole—as events this summer have shown us.
Memories of other long-ago summers bring to mind my son and his best friend in high school, who played in the band and did many teenage things together. Even before cell phones were prevalent, they could always easily both be found either in our house or his. I never really thought about his life as an African American being any different than my son’s.
“Beyond a reasonable doubt” is a fundamental right of the American justice system. A person is presumed innocent until the prosecution can prove the defendant’s guilt “beyond a reasonable doubt” of a “reasonable person.” This right was exercised in the George Zimmerman trial, and he was acquitted. This right was not extended to Trayvon Martin when he entered that neighborhood on that tragic night.
The lectionary gospel passage for Sunday, July 14, was the story of the Good Samaritan. It is a story where innocence is not presumed, nor any reasonable doubt exercised. The man lying by the side ...
Cindy Bolbach accomplished many things in her life. Not only was she an accomplished attorney and business executive, let’s not forget that she was also elected Moderator of the 219th General Assembly (2010) in Minneapolis. The appointment of a woman—raised a Lutheran in the land of Lutherans—to the highest elected position in the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) is no doubt one of God’s little jests. Yet among all of Cindy’s many achievements and accolades, what she was most fiercely proud of was her role as a ruling elder.