Someone asked me, do we need Lent? A good question.
There was a time, of course, when all Christians thought they didn’t need Lent. After all, they had been baptized; they were filled with the Holy Spirit and lived life quite differently from the pagans. The first real Lenten people were not Christians, but those preparing to become Christians. But all of that changed when the old-timers in the Christian community noticed something remarkable at the Easter baptism. They were struck by the joy and the radiant faces of those just baptized. They realized that they had become too ho-hum in their faith and decided to do something about it. And so, the next year, some Christians began to join the catechumens in their preparation for baptism at Easter. They did this so that they could feel once again the joy of rebirth at Easter. And that’s how Lent gradually came to the church, out of need.
The liturgy for this First Sunday of Lent focuses on a need that Jesus had before he began to save the world. Even though he had just been baptized and was “full of the Holy Spirit,” he felt a need to go into the desert. In the desert Jesus realized who he was and what he was called to do. But in the desert, Jesus learned that God cannot be bought and that life is more than bread or fleeting moments of magic and glory. One Ash Wednesday, a few years ago, while I was wondering how to face another Lent, I received a phone call from a former player I coached. He was now a struggling graduate student. The young man was crying out for help. When I got to his apartment, I found a tortured person, filled with self-doubt and booze. Eventually, I got him to go to his first AA meeting. But even though he was an alcoholic, he told me that he couldn’t go back to another AA meeting because, “I’m not like those people.” I’ve never forgotten that line, “I’m not like those people.” It taught me that the first temptation to avoid is to convince yourself that somehow you are different, that you don’t share the pain of life, that you don’t need to go into the desert.
The early Christians, even though they were baptized and convinced of their importance, learned from the desert experience of Lent that they too were in need of renewal and of finding out who they were and who God was calling them to be. Jesus, just baptized by John and “full of the Holy Spirit,” went into the desert and came out with a gospel and a firm faith in his Father that he would take to Cavalry.
My young friend was wrong. We are like those people who share a common struggle and a common pain. We are all driven by some doubts. We sometimes make choices about the most important events of our lives without reflection, without faith, without prayer, without God. We cannot force Lent upon ourselves. Each of us must find a need for it, a need to go into the desert and face both our gifts and our limits, a need to face ourselves, our demons, our God. For those who ask the question, do we need Lent? Trust me – we do! Let’s go into the desert together and see what we find.
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Do We Need Lent 3-13-2011
Sunday, March 13th, 2011Instruments of Peace, Who Me? 7-4-2010
Sunday, July 4th, 2010Lord, we hear today that You sent many others out before us as instruments of Your peace, and I am told that You want all of us here to be instruments of Your peace; I am feeling a little overwhelmed by all of this and so I have to ask, where do we begin?
A woman was standing on a curb, waiting for the light to say WALK so that she could cross the street. Directly across from her on the opposite curb was a girl of about 17. She too was waiting for the light to say WALK so that she could cross the street.
The woman couldn’t help but notice that the girl was crying. In fact, her grief was so great that she made no effort to hide it. For a moment their eyes met. It was only a fleeting glance, but it was enough for the woman to see the terrible pain that filled the girl’s eyes. Then the girl looked away.
At that moment the light changed. Each stepped off the curb into the street and started across. As the girl approached, the woman could see that she was quite pretty, except for that terrible grief in her face. Just as they were about to meet, the woman’s motherly instincts came rushing to the surface. Every part of her wanted to reach out and comfort that girl. The desire was all the more great because the girl was about the same age as one of her own daughters.
But the woman passed her by. She didn’t even greet her. She just passed her by. Hours later the pain-filled eyes of that girl continued to haunt the woman. Over and over the woman said to herself, “Why didn’t I turn, fall in step with her, and say, ‘Can I help?’ But I didn’t. I walked on by. Sure, she might have rejected me and thought me a nosey person. But, so what! “Only a few seconds would have been lost, but those few seconds would have been enough to let her know that someone cared. But, instead, I walked on by. I acted as if she didn’t even exist.”
I have been reminded many times that a person in need does not always need a great expenditure of our energy, or our time, or our money. What they need most is a simple and sincere sign that we care.
Our Scriptures this week, last week and next week, do not invite us to go out, risk our lives, and become religious heroes or superstars; they invite us to reach out, risk our pride, and become humans; they invite us to ask sincerely, “Can I help?” Instruments of Your peace . . . “Can I help?” – that is where we begin.
Being True to Who You Are 2-21-2010 Deacon Patrick Conway
Sunday, February 21st, 2010In the film Moonstruck, the neglected wife of a successful but philandering plumber goes out one lonely night to the neighborhood ristorante, seeking only the nourishment of human company. She is approached by a charming college professor who, upon learning of her unhappy situation, propositions her. When she politely turns him down, he asks, “But why? Your husband is unfaithful to you!” With kind dignity she smiles at him and says, “Because I know who I am.”
In our Gospel story today, Jesus is tempted 3 times, but he was able to say “No” each time, because he knew who he was. And, thank God, he was faithful to who he was. The essence of each temptation that Jesus experienced was to not be true to himself, to be less than or other than who he really was.
That is also the essence of each temptation that we experience. Sure, temptations come to us in all kinds of packages and situations, but each one boils down to this: Are we going to be faithful to who we really are, to who God made us to be, or not?
I asked some of you to tell your stories about how you have been faithful in this way.
A woman shared that she was once tempted to leave the Church:
What comes to mind for me is a time when friends began to leave the Church for a number of reasons. They felt they had outgrown it, or they had experienced an isolated incident with someone that soured them, or they didn’t agree with this or that or many things. But they also had forgotten that Church was a community, a family. I very briefly wondered what I would do. I certainly had my arguments with the Church that seemed reasonable and justified – but the answer was NO – and the response from my heart was YES …. I wanted to share in the struggle and the challenge of building Church and wanted to be a part of the excitement of its growth and changes. I also could not forget that the Church was, and always will be, my refuge, a way station, a place on the journey where I can find nourishment and sustenance….We are held, healed, fed and celebrated by the life and love of a present and providing God and to this I continue to say YES!
Some of you mothers wrote about the sacrifices you’ve had to make to be good mothers. You’ve given up many things you wanted and needed so that your families could have more – of you.
As one mother said,
I guess I could feel bad about what I think I may have missed out on in life by giving up things or experiences, but I simply look into the eyes of my children and grandchildren and realize that I am truly blessed to be able to see through the clutter that life throws at us and realize what gift I have been given in this family. It is my children and grandchildren that have made me the best person I can be for them and, in turn, a fulfilled person for my husband and myself. Sometimes we look so hard for happiness in things, money, or other material items we miss the best part of life standing right in front of us.
What I have found is that in giving some things up, I can actually gain so much more.
Some of you wrote that you had to say “No” to things in your workplace. A woman wrote:
I was given the opportunity in our wonderful community to work with the elderly in assisted living. I loved working with the families and helping them and their family members who were in need of assisted living. I knew God had chosen this path for me and felt very strongly I was doing His work. Unfortunately, in time, it became very clear to me the company I was working for was more interested in money than the care of the people we were serving. I was asked to put profit ahead of people. I prayed to God, thanking Him for this wonderful opportunity. I apologized for what I was about to do, hoping I was making the right decision. I resigned my position, which included a very high salary & benefits package, in the midst of a recession. This was a heartbreaking decision for me. I loved my job!
I resigned on ethics & integrity. I knew God would provide for me and my children, for I walk in faith every day of my life.
A man wrote:
In my thirties, as a Sales Closer, I told a Time Share manager I would not force/coerce young couples (straight off the Florida beach) into signing up for time shares which I knew they could not really afford. The manager threatened immediate dismissal, and I threatened immediate FBI. We parted ways. I was learning to be stronger on behalf of myself and my fellow human beings. In my forties, I said ‘No” to an overbearing and controlling Father. At once my life began to look sharper; my vision and confidence was strengthening. Still, MOST importantly, I forgave him, and I grew a notch…forgiveness is definitely part of God’s way, In my fifties, I said “no” to a six-figure professional position in Silicon Valley. Saying no to the money meant I would have more time to be with my two very young children whom I love deeply. Now, in my early sixties, I must find that next “no”.
Make no mistake in this story. There were plenty of yes’s along the way to distract me; many replete with poor judgment and predictable negative outcomes.
I believe the life path — filled with yes and no events – leads to fine-tuning ourselves, when the will to do so is there.
The many “no’s” that we have to say to temptations in our lives are simply the shadows that help to define the light of who we truly are – children of God, like Jesus. The essence of each temptation, and the greatest temptation of all, is to say no to who we truly are.
As author Marianne Williamson puts it:
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we give other people permission to do the same. As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
This is what Jesus did, and this is what many of you are doing.
This Lent, as we spend our 40 days in the desert with Jesus, may Jesus give us the grace to discover, in the midst of temptation, who we really are, and may we, by the grace of God, become, more and more, the people that God made us to be.
