Thursday - September 18, 2025

SCRIPTURE Psalm 94: 1-3 Lord, you God of vengeance, you God of vengeance, shine forth! Rise up, O judge of the earth; give to the proud what they deserve! O Lord, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked exult? WORDS OF HOPE The Psalms are song lyrics. They were meant to be sung I believe and as such they often express the frustration and anguish of the composer. In this case it is frustration, and one whose words I could echo almost on a daily basis. Seems the wicked are indeed exult, parading their misdeeds and boasting and blustery. It is nothing new, apparently, since these words are thousands of years old. The good news is that most people who deal in spinning evil end up being caught in their own web. The psalmist would consider that Divine retribution, since their vision of God was very much black and white. My view of the Divine is much less one of a vengeful God who rules by might, but a loving power that persuades through example. Sometimes that persuasion takes longer than I would like, but that timetable is not under my control. PRAYER God of love and serenity, grant me patience and grace, that I may carry your love forth by example and not succumb to vengeful acts. DEVOTION AUTHOR  Hardy Haberman

READING "Many proposals have been made to us to adopt your laws, your religion, your manners and your customs. We would be better pleased with beholding the good effects of these doctrines in your own practices, than with hearing you talk about them". ~Old Tassel, Chief of the Tsalagi (Cherokee) WORDS OF HOPE Today is the Trail of Tears Remembrance Day. If you don't recall from the history class somewhere, the Trail of Tears was at a time when the United States forcibly removed the Native American Cherokee peoples from their homeland in the southeastern part of the United States. They were moved from Georgia and other parts of the South to reservations in Oklahoma. This was prompted by Americans who wanted land and the discovery of gold in Georgia. The quote above sums up for me the entirety of Christian Nationalism from the viewpoint of its victims. The early 19th century was the birthplace of Manifest Destiny, the belief that descendants of European Christians, mostly Protestant, assuredly white, were given the right by God to spread their superior culture, religion, and way of life from the Atlantic to the Pacific. They further believed that the indigenous tribes they encountered would be better served (as would their own economy) by adopting the ways of the immigrant Europeans. Clearly Chief Tassel has been exposed to this concept. And the interesting thing to me is not that he objects to the culture, or the religion, or the way of life. His objection comes from someone trying to impose those things on him and his people when they themselves do not evidence that they live with any of those things either. Basically, he says we don’t see where they’re doing you any good; so why would we expect these things to do us any good? Bringing in this concept forward, we need to stop and think about two things. We live at a time when many people are trying to force upon us certain things that they feel are necessary for all of us to be “saved”. And yet many of those folks do not live in a manner that shows that they follow those things. To me the most available example is the large number of people who insist that the 10 Commandments, be part of our education system when they barely follow any one of them with any diligence or faith. But the other thing we need to stop and consider whether we, and believe me when I say we includes me, live up to the lifestyle that we profess. We say we are followers of Christ. We need to be sure that we live into what it is we say. Or like Chief Tassel, the people we are trying to introduce to a Christ-like life who question our sincerity. So as you go through your day think of the words of Saint Francis who is reputed to have said “preach often, sometimes use words”. PRAYER  God of all people, help me be an example of Your love. Give me the grace to be an example of the Christ in this world so that others might see You in all I do. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Weber Baker Order of Saint Francis and Saint Clare

SCRIPTURE Genesis 17: 4-5 As for me, this is my covenant with you: You will be the father of many nations. No longer will you be called Abram; your name will be Abraham, for I have made you a father of many nations.  READING What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene 2 WORDS OF HOPE A few months ago, Kasandra and I saw the musical & Juliet. It’s a vibrant pop musical that reimagines Shakespeare's tragic heroine Juliet choosing to live after Romeo's death, embarking on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment. The musical keeps the sentiment of ‘a rose by any other name’, but it expands on this idea to show that, in reality, names and societal labels do have power and can significantly influence identity, relationships, and outcomes. Names are not superficial but deeply embedded in our society and are difficult to overcome. Perhaps the bravest person I know is my non-binary child Orion. In a culture where trans people are vilified and their identity has been officially rejected by the State, they shine like a star. They continue their Library Science studies, run a produce department at a grocery store, care for their cat Toothless, and love people unconditionally. They embrace themselves and care deeply for others. Yes, I am an extremely proud papa. There’s a Biblical embracing of name changes as being sacred. The name changes often accompany transitions in identity and calling. This aligns powerfully with queer experiences of gender and identity affirmation. Abram becomes Abraham and Sarai becomes Sarah. Jesus renames Simon to be Peter. Saul becomes Paul. These moments resonate with people who have wrestled with their identity and emerged with new, truer names — not as rejection of the past, but as holy affirmation of who they are becoming. From a queer biblical lens, changing your name is a sacred act of becoming, affirming the divine image within. Mirroring biblical transformations, changing one’s name becomes a testimony of resilience and truth. It says: “I have wrestled, I have survived, I have seen God, and I will be who I will be.” Last month, my niece Abigael wrote this in her Facebook feed: Tomorrow morning, I'm participating in the Rite of Blessing a New Identity at St. John's. The transformation that God has done in me since moving to Minnesota 6 years is too amazing to put in words. I am so grateful for the parts each of you have played in my life. The Holy Spirit is wild and free, but when you chase after Her with your whole self, all fear and falseness fall away, and all that remains is love. In that transformation of name and identity, in that affirmation of becoming, the rose might smell even sweeter. PRAYER Blessed are You, Source of Becoming, who calls us by our true names, even before we speak them aloud. Like Jacob becoming Israel, like Sarai becoming Sarah, like You, O God, who said, “I will be who I will be” — we rise into our name with courage, with pride, and with You beside me. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Thomas Riggs

SCRIPTURE  The Revelation of John 21:1-5 Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “See, the home of God is among mortals. God will dwell with them; they will be God’s people, and God will be with them and be their God; God will wipe every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no more, for the first things have passed away.” And the one who was seated on the throne said, “See, I am making all things new.” WORDS OF HOPE The End or the Beginning? What is going on in your life now? Do you see yourself at a particular place, stage or phase of your life? Is it a time of beginnings? Beginnings can happen repeatedly. Beginnings occur whether we are young or old or in the middle of something or some time. Even the word “begin” starts with the word “beg” which evokes a plea or asks for something that is not yet. Beginnings are opportunities. Beginnings are opportunities to start something, give something, receive something, create something, invite something or someone into being. Notably, the word beginning is often associated with the word “new,” which evokes a freshness and youthful energy that brings anticipation of what is yet to be. Anyone can turn the page and write the words, “The End.” It takes intention, creativity, and effort to turn the page and write a new chapter. Beyond that, it requires sacrifice and the desire to bring positive change in the world to make that chapter not just another chapter, but one that becomes a legacy. When a faith community that had been established generations ago found itself dwindling down to only a handful of people, a choice had to be made. The congregation could do nothing until the last remnant of folks died or were no longer able to sustain what they collectively had. They could choose to close and write the words, “The End,” on their history. Instead, they chose to rethink their ending to make it a legacy, not merely for their own benefit but potentially for generations to come. They gifted their large and aging building to a much larger congregation in need of space with which to launch a satellite community. This larger church had the financial resources to make the necessary repairs and refurbishments the building so desperately needed. Just over a year later, from the ashes of a declining congregation, rose an inviting new home for new generations of people seeking to establish spiritual roots and holy connections. Followers of Jesus are called to embody hope, to practice resurrection of spirit and community, to live out redemptive Grace that sees new beginnings in endings and works to make it happen. We can do it with our own lives. We can do it collectively as a group or community, small or large. Transformation starts with divine connection. It is guided and sustained by the fresh breeze of the Holy Spirit. Transformation moves forward by the compelling faith that love and perseverance can outlast despair. PRAYER Come, Holy Spirit, and freshen our lives with new beginnings and the vision, faith, hope, love and connections to make it so. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Rev. Dr. Gary Kindley Pastoral Psychotherapist drgk.org

READING (LYRICS)  Kiss today goodbye, The sweetness and the sorrow. Wish me luck, the same to you. But I can't regret What I did for love, what I did for love. Look my eyes are dry. The gift was ours to borrow. It's as if we always knew, And I won't forget what I did for love, What I did for love. Gone, Love is never gone. As we travel on, Love's what we'll remember. Kiss today goodbye, And point me toward tomorrow. We did what we had to do. Won't forget, can't regret What I did for Love…. -Marvin Hamlisch and Edward Kleban* WORDS OF HOPE The day after Labor Day a post by Barbara Brown Taylor appeared in my inbox—always inspiring to read. One topic she touches upon is how we stratify people in hierarchies by their answer to the question: What do you do for a living? There’s quite a different reaction to “corporate litigator” and “septic pump truck driver.” Then she quips that she’s going to say “taxidermist” the next time she’s asked. She tells a story of traveling in an Eastern European country and talking with a person whose “body lit up” when he talked about the boy’s soccer team he coached. He shared that he liked winning, but even more “watching boys learn to play to each other’s strengths instead of relying solely on their own.” When Taylor said, “What a great job,” he said, “Oh, no, my job is on an assembly line. This I do for love.” We hear so much talk today about vocation and finding our calling, but too often what we love can’t provide a sustainable living. We can, however, follow our hearts as an avocation. A friend’s son loved acting and musical theater with a passion that lit him up inside and filled him with joy. While he was able to engage in theater in high school and college, he couldn’t make a living in acting. But he did the next best thing. He got connected with local theater troupes and put his whole self into any part he played. It’s what he did for love. Upon reading Taylor’s reflection, my head was filled with the song “What I Did for Love” from “Chorus Line” whose lyrics are above. I would invite you this morning to ask yourself what it is that you do for love? Gardening, walking dogs, gazing at the stars, cooking, playing cornhole with friends? Perhaps we could ask the question a different way as well: What do you do for love of God? Maybe like me you can remember a time in your life when, in the fullness of gratitude and with an aching yearning in your heart, you wanted nothing more than to serve God—using your time and gifts in feeding the homeless or teaching children or praising God in music. Not a “responsibility” but something so dear to you that when you had to miss doing it, there was a hole in your week. If for whatever reason there is nothing right now that you do for love or for love of God, I’d encourage you to pray about it and to imagine yourself “following your bliss” as Joseph Campbell put it. And then take the steps to get involved in the thing you can’t forget, won’t regret doing for love. PRAYER “The gifts are ours to borrow,” O God, given by you in love. May we sing “what I did for love” with our very lives. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Dr. Pat Saxon *Link to the song sung by Stephanie J. Block https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XxXzj332v8