It is now the hour to wake from your sleep!
That’s the summons from the readings at the beginning of this Advent,
as we embark once again on a new cycle of the church’s year.
But this year I’d like to pose that question in a slightly different way. Are you “woke?” Being ‘Woke’ is connected with the word ‘awake’ but it means more than just being awake…
To “stay woke” is a phrase borrowed from African American Vernacular English. To be ‘woke’ means to be ever vigilant: and to live in a way that is not anaesthetized by, or subservient to the culture we live in, which for people of colour, means being particularly alert to its systemic racism. The first use of the woke appears in the song a 2008 album New Amerykah by soul singer Erykah Badu where she repeats the phrase: “I stay woke.”
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A couple of weeks ago, I got a message from a friend,
requesting that I come to Queen’s Park about 4.00 pm the following Monday to
join a demonstration. The occasion for this was the attempt on the part of the
NDP to pass a bill declaring climate change an emergency.
But a striking fact about this invitation was that I was
requested to wear my clergy collar. Now
if, like me, you’ve been to many lefty- type protests, you often DON’T want to be identified as a
clergy person! But not this time. I was there were greeted with open arms,
invited to pray and then to pose for a group photo.
Walking back to the subway, I pondered on this turn of
events. It occurred to me that maybe it was because the organizers, mostly
university and high school students, are for the most part, “unchurched.” Their
parents likely didn’t bother baptizing them and regular church attendance was
not a part of their upbringing. So maybe this unchurched generation are not as
predisposed to regard the church as something alien.
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Readings: Isaiah 43:16-21, Psalm 125, John 12:1-8,
and “The Heavens Torn Apart” – John Terpstra
readings today are full of the promise of restoration. Isaiah has
rivers gushing in the desert; the psalmist sings of those who sowed with
tears reaping with joy and carrying home their sheaves; Paul tells us
to forget what lies behind and strain forward to what lies ahead; and in
John’s gospel, Mary of Bethany pours out a jar of costly ointment which
fills the whole house with its fragrance.
So we read about a God who breaks boundaries, does new things, a God of
surprises, and a God of extravagant love! This is the thread that runs
like gold through the readings of today, culminating in John’s account
of the anointing of Jesus’s feet by Mary of Bethany then drying them
with the strands of her lustrous long hair.
in this gospel, after the raising of Lazarus, Jesus has returned again
to the house at Bethany. It is possibly his last stop before he enters
Jerusalem for the Passover. Jesus feels safe here. Elsewhere Jesus has
spoken wistfully about the birds of the air having a nest to shelter
themselves, but he has nowhere to lay his head. But it does appear that
he was a familiar and much loved guest here. It was a safe refuge,
possibly the closest Jesus came anywhere to feeling at home and amongst
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St Augustine of Hippo, the fourth century Bishop of the city of that name is an early church father that I usually love to hate. Augustine has been responsible for much of the fear of women and sexuality that has dogged church teachings throughout the centuries.
BUT Augustine also wrote this memorable phrase about Hope, which is the theme of today’s celebration: “Hope has two beautiful daughters; “ he wrote ( I’ve changed the noun to be more inclusive!) “ and their names are Anger and Courage. Anger at the way things are, and Courage to see that they do not remain as they are.” This time he had it dead right. Anger and courage – two of the components of Hope and also two themes running through today’s readings.
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