People, despite their wealth, do not endure; they are like the beasts that perish.
וְאָדָם בִּיקָר בַּל־יָלִין נִמְשַׁל כַּבְּהֵמֹות נִדְמֽוּ׃
Do not be overawed when others grow rich, when the splendour of their houses increases;
אַל־תִּירָא כִּֽי־יַעֲשִׁר אִישׁ כִּֽי־יִרְבֶּה כְּבֹוד בֵּיתֹֽו׃
for they will take nothing with them when they die, their splendour will not descend with them.
כִּי לֹא בְמֹותֹו יִקַּח הַכֹּל לֹא־יֵרֵד אַחֲרָיו כְּבֹודֹֽו׃Psalm 49:12, 16–17
As the 2017-18 Senior Student at Wycliffe College, I had the privilege of giving the sermon at the final Eucharist service of the school year. I thought I would share the message for those who weren’t able to make it 🙂
For those of you unfamiliar with Wycliffe, preaching in Founders’ Chapel is a significantly different experience and different community than where and to whom I normally preach. Each Wednesday the community gathers for Eucharist–faculty, students, families, and friends–and usually a visiting bishop or guest speaker delivers the homily. No pressure… right?
Note: the italicized text in square brackets is added just for you online readers.]
Prayer: For the Extension of the Church, Book of Common Prayer, p. 42
Almighty God, who by thy Son Jesus Christ didst give commandment to the Apostles that they should go into all the world, and preach the Gospel to every creature: Grant to us whom thou hast called into thy Church, a ready will to obey thy Word; and fill us with a hearty desire to make thy way known upon earth, thy saving health among all nations, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
[It’s important to note that this prayer is from the BCP, an OLD prayer book that Wycliffe uses on alternating months with the Book of Alternative Services (BAS), I like the prayer, but would not ordinarily use this kind of language]
Christ is Risen! (He is risen indeed, Hallelujah!)
[The “Hallelujah!” catches me off guard, as I’m used to simply “He is risen indeed!” A certain faculty member was especially exuberant about the “Hallelujah!” so I laughed with joy, and also asked everyone to be aware that I will expect a couple of responses throughout the message.]
Supposing him to be the gardener, she said to him, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will take him away.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!” She turned and said to him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni!” (which means Teacher). [link to passage]
When Jesus calls her by her name, she immediately knows that it is her Lord.
The Good Shepherd knows his sheep and “calls them by name,” and his sheep “know his voice.”
In one word, spoken by the most significant person Mary Magdalene had ever known, her entire life changed. She became the first person, ever, to experience the personal presence of the Risen Lord.
James Lovelock, Gaia: A New Look at Life on Earth, New York: Oxford University PRess, 1979, pp. vvi-12.
We all know of “Mother Earth” – even the Greeks called her Gaia. She, as a concept, has been the basis of a belief that lasts the length of recorded history. Recently, as a result of the accumulation of evidence about the natual environment and the growth of the science of ecology, there have been speculations that the biosphere may be more that just the complete range of all living things within their natal habitat of soil, sea, and air.
Wednesday’s are a busy day for me.
It’s almost 1am, and I should have practiced an hour of piano this evening. For some students, this isn’t very late at all, and considering how late I’ve stayed up these past couple weeks, it isn’t comparatively late either – but I’m almost ready for bed.
Tomorrow (or today), is 9 hours of straight class. Starting with 1 hour each of introduction to flute, Dalcroze eurhythmics, introduction to cello, followed by a 3 hour Principles of Teaching course (through OISE), and lastly with 2 hours of the Men’s Chorus rehearsal. It’s a long day, but not as long as they used to be – I previously had my piano lessons at 5:30, giving me only a 1/2 hour break – thank goodness that Lydia switched them to Mondays.
It’s raining. I like its sound. The steady, quiet, and calm percussion will definitely aid in the process of falling asleep. Though keeping the window open will let in some frigid air, the old hot water radiators in the apartment are beaming out heat, and will certainly moderate the temperature inside. I like the way they look, the old vertical pipes, painted a deep almost purple red, letting out their conductive heat. Placing towels on them to dry or warm before a shower serves a rather practical purpose.