One Brief Shining Moment

(a Lectionary reflection by Steve Orr)

We disagree, we Jesus folk.

Contrary to what those looking in at us may think, there is no all encompassing cohesion on the inside of our belief set. We disagree about many things. We even disagree about what we call ourselves: Catholic, Anglican, Presbyterian, Methodist, Baptist, etc. . . . Or maybe just "Christian" . . . And for those with concerns about even that term, perhaps something simpler still: "follower of Jesus" or just "believer."

We disagree like this because we're human ---It may be our hallmark among the species :-)--- Still, there are a few things we agree on. One of them is this: one day Jesus came riding into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey. And then, for a bright shining moment, the crowd saw him as he truly was, their King.

It's difficult for us to grasp this scenario. The components seem, as one of my ancestors was fond of saying, "all whomper jawed." It stretches our credulity to think people would react with alleluias, blessings, and shouts of joy . . .

. . . to a man riding on a donkey.

So how do I explain it? My kingdom for a metaphor.

Most of us moderns have trouble relating to the extremely high level of anticipation flooding through the people of Israel at that time. I think that's why we kind of "skip over" this part when we think of what has come to be known as Passion Week. We know that the very heart of our beliefs are tied to the later events of that week. And, of course, we know that this so called "triumphal entry" was soon followed by some very UN-triumphal events, including His death. So, we "note" this procession, thinking of it as a kind of parade, and then shift our focus to what comes next.

But I am asking you to go back, to roll back the film if you will, to witness again this almost magical procession into Jerusalem. It's important, maybe more important than you've ever considered.

Imagine a man living near that city gate. He started his day having to shoulder his way through the crowds---the city is swelled with visitors readying themselves for the Passover later that week---so he could select the lamb for his family's Passover meal. Now, enjoying the relatively spacious elbow room of his rooftop, he is, perhaps, cooking that lamb. A part of his mind is certainly on the story of the first Passover and how, because of the blood of those first Passover lambs, the Angel of Death passed over the homes of his ancestors.

Another part is likely considering what everyone has been talking about: this man, Jesus, who supposedly walks on water, heals the sick, and raises the dead! Everyone had been speculating that maybe, just maybe, at long last their deliverance has come; that this is the Messiah, the Anointed One, the King who will throw off the shackle of Rome.

Then, he hears a commotion, over near the gate. He raises his eyes to take in something that, at first, he can hardly credit. He sees a man, riding into Jerusalem on a donkey; sees a growing crowd pulling off their cloaks and laying them, along with young palm fronds, into the path before the donkey.

And he feels a frisson of energy charge up his spine.

Everything is there just as predicted by the prophets: the donkey, the crowds, the shouts of "Hosanna!" and "Blessed is the King who comes in the name of The Lord!" Suddenly he finds himself running; down the steps, out the door, toward the gate; hears his own voice joining those of strangers and neighbors in joyful expression of what has been pent up for SO LONG.

He is shouting and laughing and crying, living to the fullest the greatest moment of his life. All is well! All will be well! At last, at last. Their savior has come.

People with a great desire to believe in their hope are charged with an energy that is truly mind-blowing in its intensity.

The thrill of hope.

That's what we are missing if we slide over this scene. That's what we MUST go back for. If we truly ARE believers, then this is how we must see our Lord, triumphantly arriving as our King.

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READINGS FOR EASTER
Acts 10:34-43
Isaiah 65:17-25
Psalm 118:1-2, 14-24
1 Corinthians 15:19-26
Acts 10:34-43
John 20:1-18
Luke 24:1-12

I know this reflection doesn't "line up" with the readings for Easter Sunday. I did this on purpose. Unless we realize just who it is we believe in, our understanding of what follows the triumphal entry is missing its best context. We must always remember with what "longing fulfilled," with what HOPE, He was welcomed into Jerusalem.

If we can even come close to that in our own joy, we will begin to understand the truth of our current relationship with God.

If you're in Waco, join us Friday at The Egg and I for some good food and something even better. We will be there at 8:00 a.m. for about an hour of thought-provoking, idea storming, thrill-inducing moments.

And absolutely full of hope.

Enjoy the week!
Steve

Tom Swift and the Amazing BRIC!

I'm pretty sure that, for me, it all started with "Tom Swift and His Flying Lab." I mean, I knew about Sputnik--had even lain out at night in our backyard to watch it pass by overhead--and I had certainly read my share of space operas, but I was no Rocket Boy. Up until then, it had always been more about the adventure and less (near zero) about the technology used to make the adventure possible.

I had read some Tom Swift adventures, but they were the older novels, books like "Tom Swift and His Motorcycle" (1910). Before me on the shelf that day (circa 1960) was the first adventure of Tom Swift, JUNIOR. Standing there in the store, I goggled at the cover art for TSaHFL. That giant, jet-powered VTOL airplane--even bigger than the Spruce Goose!--with normal-sized jet planes flying out of its onboard hangar, the Earth hanging below it and the blackness of space above it; that's the moment I was hooked.

I wanted to be an Astronaut.

I begged my parents for the money to buy that book (There were no NEW books of this type in any lending library to which I had access. See earlier reference to TS and his motorcycle.). Suffice to say, some time passed before I was able to read it all the way through. Eventually, though, I did read it, and reread it, and again a few MORE times until I could just see myself working in that lab, circling the globe at near orbital heights, studying everything below . . . and above.

So. It has now been more than half a century since that pivotal moment. And, no, I am not (nor do I expect to be) an Astronaut. Nor am I a credentialed scientist. But my inner Rocket Boy still lives. And he was delighted to tour the Baylor Research and Innovation Collaborative (BRIC), recently . . . especially when our tour brought us to the Space Sciences Lab (Mission Design & Data), Satellite Integration, and the Dusty Plasma Simulator. I was in heaven :-)

The BRIC, housing all sorts of scientific projects and activities, is partly research lab central and partly business incubator. If you ever have the opportunity to tour, I highly recommend it. For the kind of fascination where hours feel like minutes, it ranks up there with The Armstrong Browning Library & Museum.

One of the more interesting aspects of the BRIC (among hundreds) is the story of the facility, itself. In addition to what goes on inside it, this massive, 300,000 square foot building is also architecturally fascinating. What now houses cutting edge science was once . . . a tire factory.

General Tire opened the plant in Waco, Texas in the early 1940's. And it was a thriving operation. Until it closed its doors for good. Sure, the "bones" were still there; they were always substantial. But what do you do with a tire factory when there is no longer a need for one? So, for decades, it sat; empty, abandoned, useless, worthless. Circumstances had brought it low. For the longest time, it was lost.

And no amount of wishing was going to change that. And it would still be just like that if some folks had not decided to redeem it, reshape it, re-task it. What was old has passed away; it's now a new creation.

All of this week's Lectionary selections are about redemption. Read them and experience a quiet joy spreading across your thoughts and emotions. These Bible passages are about being brought back from the brink, having new life breathed in, being rescued from evil, coming home.

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READINGS FOR THE WEEK
Fourth Sunday in Lent (March 10, 2013)

Joshua 5:9-12
Psalm 32
2 Corinthians 5:16-21
Luke 15:1-3, 11b-32

If you're in Waco on Friday morning, join us at 8:00 for breakfast and the pleasure of talking about how the words of the Bible actually work in our real lives. We'll be at The Egg and I (on Franklin behind The Outback).

Enjoy the week!
Steve

The Lone Ranger (a Lectionary reflection by Steve Orr)

One of my favorite television shows as a child was "The Lone Ranger." Each week I made certain I could be in front of the TV at just the right time to catch the most recent adventure of that masked champion. This could be a challenging enterprise, on occasion. We had only one black & white television, located in our small living room, and there were four us competing for its use; plus there were the usual noises and interruptions of house-cleaning, meal prep, and the general activities of life to serve as distractions. And it was a very small house.

Still, each week I found a way to watch and listen as he and his trusty sidekick, Tonto, thwarted the nefarious plans of bad guys all across the west; saving towns from ruffians, banks from robbers, and widows from those who attempted to swindle them out of their hard-scrabble farms.

One of my favorite parts of each show was at the very end, after he and Tonto had ridden away. Invariably, one of the townspeople, or maybe a ranch hand, or, even more poignantly, a child of that week's widow, would raise the question: "Who WAS that masked man?"

I loved that moment.

Because I knew.

I knew what the answer was going to be. I was on the inside. I had special knowledge these folks were lacking. And even though the answer was the same every time, I loved hearing it: "Why, THAT was the Lone Ranger!"

Which brings me to the reading from Luke in this week's Lectionary selections. On the first reading, it may seem a little odd; talk of people having died in horrible ways, followed by a parable about a fig tree. And it's owner. And the gardener.

Still, if you read through it a few times, I think you will understand this: Jesus is telling the crowd "Don't be distracted by the news. What is important is NOT what Herod is doing and it is NOT whatever horrible thing has happened to other people. Stay focused on what IS important: repentance.

And then He underscores this message with the parable about the unfruitful fruit tree. The message? Produce what you are supposed to produce (for example: Love God and love your neighbor as yourself) or face the possibility of being removed from to grove. Permanently.

For me, I especially like the Gardner stepping in to intercede on behalf of the fruit tree; asking for one last chance. I picture some of those disciples sitting around, possibly over the evening meal, discussing events of the day and especially the words of Jesus, and quite possibly agreeing it was a wonderful thing for the Gardner to step in and advocate on behalf of saving that tree; staving off, even if only for a while, the consequence of not bearing its fruit. But then one of them suddenly says, "I'm pretty sure I know who the "owner" is in that parable, and I think WE are the fruit trees, but who is the gardener?!"

It seems so clear from our perspective of two millennia later. But they seemed to have had a recurring problem with understanding who Jesus really was. It is likely that most people could not "connect the dots" until after the resurrection. Scripture supports that conclusion.

The take away here, for us, is that we have an advocate, one who asks God to give us just one more chance so we can be spared. And, unlike many who actually heard the words of Jesus as He spoke them, we know the answer to the question:

"Who was that masked man?"

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READINGS FOR THE COMING WEEK
Third Sunday in Lent (March 3, 2013)
First reading: Isaiah 55:1-9
Psalm: Psalm 63:1-8
Second reading: 1 Corinthians 10:1-13
Gospel: Luke 13:1-9

It would be so great if you could join us for breakfast at "The Egg and I." If you are in Waco on Friday morning, you will find us there at 8:00, chowing down of some good victuals and kicking around this week's scripture selections.

No one will be required to whistle or hum the relevant part of the "William Tell Overture" . . . however, those that do will receive free admission ;-)

Enjoy the week!
Steve