The Court of Good Deeds (a Lectionary reflection by Steve Orr)

Without preamble, the tall man fixed his eyes on Bob and asked in the voice of one who was accustomed to speaking only with the most cultured members of society, "What did you do and how do you plead?"

Bob had no idea how to respond to that. Finally, after a few seconds, he cleared his throat and said, "Begging your pardon, sir, I do not know how to answer you. I do not know why I am here, nor, for that matter, what "here" is."

"Come, come, man. Surely you heard the Bailiff. This is the Court of Good Deeds," explained the tall man. "I am Chief Justice. You have been brought here to answer for your crimes. Now, please, can we move on? My brothers and I have other things to which we must attend."

Bob was starting to get it, or at least a glimmer of it. "Are you telling me there is a law against performing good deeds and that I have broken it?"

At this, one of the other . . . Justices, Bob presumed . . . spoke. He was short and thick, but spoke with the same cultured, pleasant sounding voice as the first. "It is most disingenuous of you to pretend ignorance of the law. I can assure you. Acting this way is not the path to obtaining our sympathy."

In response, Bob stated, "If I am brought before this . . . um, tribunal to answer for helping an elderly man regain his footing after a fall, then I can confirm I did so. However, I cannot understand how such an act caused me to be brought before judges. How can an act of kindness be a crime?"

The third justice, a man who was neither tall nor short, but upon whom appeared a continuous scowl, asked, "Did you have a permit?"

"A permit, sir?" asked Bob. "Where would someone obtain a permit to perform good deeds?" Bob asked this somewhat facetiously, thinking, even then, that this might be some kind of prank.

"You would obtain the permit from this court, of course," said the tall justice. "Where else? You need only apply, state your untended good deed, and pay the fee. It couldn't be simpler. And if you had done so, none of this morning's unpleasantness would be necessary. As it is, we are now inconvenienced with having to deal with the matter."

"But," replied Bob, "How does God's love abide in anyone who has the world's goods and sees a brother or sister in need and yet refuses help? By the time one came here, applied and obtained your permission, the person in need might have come to even greater harm. How, in your laws, does one, acting in God's love, assist another on the spur of the moment?"

All three justices, and even the Bailiff, were stymied. No one had ever claimed to perform a good deed, without premeditation and their approval, in the name of "God's love." Angered that they could think of no good response, they dismissed Bob, warning him to to conform to the law and not to discuss the morning's proceedings with anyone.

Bob walked from the cavernous chamber and back out onto the street. As he started away from the court, he spotted a young woman struggling with groceries and three small children. Stepping from the shadow of the court's edifice, he entered the sunlight, grinned, and headed her way.

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READINGS FOR THE COMING WEEK
Fourth Sunday of Easter (April 26, 2015)
First reading
Acts 4:5-12
Psalm
Psalm 23
Second reading
1 John 3:16-24
Gospel
John 10:11-18

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I hope you can be with us Friday morning for Lectionary Breakfast. We start at 8:00-ish, sharp, and are always done not one minute later than a few minutes after 9:00. The good folks at the Waco "Egg and I" restaurant ready the meeting room for us each time, deliver the food of our choice, and provide great service. We have a blast!

Don't judge us.

Enjoy the week!
Steve

Two Archers (a Lectionary reflection by Steve Orr)

Two archers met in a wood.

One archer, dressed in various shades of brown, entered the Wood from the east and walked westward. The other archer, dressed all in green, entered from the opposite side of the Wood and walked eastward. The brown archer strode purposefully; he clearly had a destination in mind. The green archer walked with ease, ambling a bit, taking in the beauty of the Wood.

Still, each was on such a path that, had they not halted, they would certainly have collided. Who can say for certain what causes one of us to take notice of another in such disparate mindsets? And yet, at the last, they did sense each other and stopped. For a few seconds they just looked at each other.

Then the brown archer said, "Hello friend. I see you, too, have come to use the King's archery range."

The green archer appeared surprised, looked about, and, only then, took notice of the targets set aways off to the north. The brown archer missed this reaction, having already set his gear and begun preparation to shoot.

All the green archer said was, "So, this is the King's range?"

"Oh yes!" replied the brown archer. "Do you not know? The King has set aside the whole of His Wood for the pleasure of His subjects. And he encourages us to use the range to improve our targeting."

As if to demonstrate, the brown archer nocked his first arrow, drew back, eyed the target, and let fly. The arrow flew swiftly across the vast clearing toward one of the targets. At first, the arrow was on course, but at the very last it appeared to lose speed. When it finally struck the target, the arrow rested well below the bullseye.

"Sin!" cried the green archer, a bright grin splitting his face. He was suddenly awakened to the fun that might be had here.

Selecting an arrow from his quiver, the green archer quickly nocked it, drew deeply on the bow, and released. In no time, a loud "THUNK" heralded the arrow's arrival at the other end the clearing. But it was not on the target. It was not even in the hay bales backing the targets. Rather, it was buried to the fletching in a hollow tree far off to the right.

"Miss," said the brown archer.

"At least it didn't fall short like yours!" crowed the green archer. Then, before the other could act, he grabbed another arrow, set it to string, and pulled even farther back before releasing. This arrow flew even faster than the first, slicing past the targets, over the bales, past the nearby trees, and off into the forest. No sound of its landing was heard.

The brown archer watched, frozen, as the green archer lofted a third arrow high and to the left, a fourth high and to the right, then turned and sent one through the woods behind them. Finally, shaken from his shock, the brown archer, cried, "What are you doing? You're not even TRYING to hit the target!"

"Of course not," replied the green archer. "How boring! The fun is in NOT aiming for the target! I so enjoy the feel of flinging the arrows off at top speed, the flexing of my muscles, and that sense of power! I really don't want to fuss with all that aiming."

The brown archer had heard enough. "Don't you realize there are others in the King's Wood? Your wild arrows could easily hit someone, perhaps even kill someone. We come here so we CAN practice our aim. This clearing is set up for just that exercise. That's WHY there are targets. Certainly the King knows we will not always hit the bullseye. I, for example, am plagued with a weak pull and my arrow often falls short. I tally many a sin. But no one, not even the worst archer, comes here INTENDING to do that. And we never act in such a way as to endanger others."

The green archer, no longer enjoying himself, gathered up his gear and spoke petulantly, "Well, YOU'RE no fun." He stalked away, continuing his original journey to the east.

The brown archer watched the other bowman disappear to the east. He stood that way for a while, thinking of the wild abandon with which the other had launched his missiles, recalling the days of his youth when he, too, had been the thoughtless archer. After a while longer, he selected an arrow from his quiver, nocked it along the string, pulled deeply on the bow, eyed the target for a long while . . .

And then let fly.

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"All who indulge in a sinful life are dangerously lawless, for sin is a major disruption of God’s order. Surely you know that Christ showed up in order to get rid of sin. There is no sin in him, and sin is not part of his program. No one who lives deeply in Christ makes a practice of sin. None of those who do practice sin have taken a good look at Christ. They’ve got him all backward.

So, my dear children, don’t let anyone divert you from the truth. It’s the person who acts right who is right, just as we see it lived out in our righteous Messiah. Those who make a practice of sin are straight from the Devil, the pioneer in the practice of sin. The Son of God entered the scene to abolish the Devil’s ways." (‭1 John‬ ‭3‬:‭4-8‬ MSG)

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READINGS FOR THE COMING WEEK
http://lectionary.library.vanderbilt.edu/

Third Sunday of Easter (April 19, 2015)
First reading
Acts 3:12-19
Psalm
Psalm 4
Second reading
1 John 3:1-7
Gospel
Luke 24:36b-48

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Our Friday mornings at Lectionary Breakfast are a true pleasure. If you're in Waco, join us at 8:00 at the "Egg and I" restaurant. We will enjoy the treasures the King has shared with us, luxuriating in each other's company, and tasting the Word to see that it is good.

Bows and arrows are checked at the door.

Enjoy the week!
Steve

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