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Rev. Chris Jimmerson
July 21, 2019
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

In our religious education department, we are experimenting with teaching our children UU values through guided, joyful, playful games and activities. Many of our church groups are also engaging in more opportunities, for fun, fellowship, humor, and connection. We’ll take a look at how joy, fun, and connection can enhance our spiritual learning, build resilience and enhance our overall wellbeing.

Call to Worship

MINDFUL
by Mary Oliver

Everyday 
I see or hear 
something 
that more or less

kills me 
with delight, 
that leaves me like a needle

in the haystack 
of light. 
It was what I was born for –
to look, to listen,

to lose myself 
inside this soft world –
to instruct myself 
over and over

in joy, 
and acclamation.

Reading

WELCOME MORNING
by Anne Sexton

There is joy 
in all: 
in the hair I brush each morning, 
in the Cannon towel, newly washed,
that I rub my body with each morning, 
in the chapel of eggs I cook 
each morning, 
in the outcry from the kettle
that heats my coffee 
each morning, 
in the spoon and the chair 
that cry “hello there, Anne” 
each morning, 
in the godhead of the table 
that I set my silver, plate, cup upon
each morning.

All this is God,
right here in my pea-green house 
each morning 
and I mean, 
though often forget, 
to give thanks, 
to faint down by the kitchen table 
in a prayer of rejoicing 
as the holy birds at the kitchen window 
peck into their marriage of seeds.

So while I think of it, 
let me paint a thank-you on my palm 
for this God, this laughter of the morning, 
lest it go unspoken.

The Joy that isn’t shared, 
I’ve heard, dies young.

Sermon

“BE MORE DOG” VIDEO

OK, it is not my intention to inflame a cat lovers versus dog lovers war by starting with that video this morning.

I love both.

I think the “Be More Dog” metaphor is about being less aloof and allowing ourselves to experience and engage in more fun and joy.

Though, of course, if you have ever engaged in cat cohabitation you know that they have their own ways of playing and playing pranks. Evil pranks.

As you may have heard already, there at the church, we are experimenting with help our children and youth learn our Unitarian Universalist history and value, engage in spiritual development and learning through games, play and joyful, fun activities.

And this is not just limited to our children and youth activities.

We will be infusing our adult religious education programs with this same sense of humor, play and joyfulness.

In addition their other activities, many of our church groups and ministries are also trying to add opportunities for connection, joy and fun, such as lunching together, holding potlucks, watching video and films together and other types of social activities.

Examples include our People of Color group, White Allies for Racial Equity group, our Alphabet Soup group and some of our Chalice Circles.

The same is being practiced more and more in our own and in other social justice movements. More and more, it is becoming clear that for such movements to be maximally effective, for folks to have resilience and avoid burnout, opportunities for social connection, play, humor and joy are absolutely vital.

And of course we have a fellowship team that creates such opportunities for the church as a whole.

Another group has started a game night here at the church.

All of next week, the church will be teaming with young witches and wizards attending our annual Hogwarts Camp UU.

The halls will be filled with laughter, fun, play and joy, while at the same time much learning about our faith will be happening.

Now, shhhh, don’t tell them I told you this, but I suspect that the adult volunteers, who make Hogwarts happen each year, experience as much, if not more, fun and joy as our children and youth they are serving do.

And all of this attention we are paying to fun and joy is for good reason.

More and more, we are discovering that fun and joy are key contributors to our learning and wellbeing.

More and more, science is finding that joyfulness and joyful play stimulate neurological patterns and neuro-chemical transmitters that improve our ability to learn and retain information.

Joy helps us lay down more complex and contextual memory and to retain such learnings and memories longer because they get associated with pleasure centers in the brain.

As one researcher puts it, “nothing lights up the brain like joy and play.”

Games and play also teach social skills and allow for a more creative perspective on the subject matter involved.

This is partially why many educational programs in general have begun to move away from strictly transmission models of teaching to more generative and even transformation models.

Within Unitarian Universalism there is even a model that is called “spirit play” (and in Christian traditions, “God Play”).

To over generalize a little, folks are moving away from the banking education model, wherein the teacher stands at the front of the classroom and deposits information into the passive minds of the students, to more like this (show Child Play Slide) wherein learning occurs through a sense of joy, play, games, humor, fun activities and social interconnectedness.

And, it is important to note that joyful play is not just rehearsal for adult challenges, as we oftentimes tend to think of it. For instance, if you prevent a kitten from playing, as an adult cat it will still know how to stalk, hunt and kill prey.

Humans and cats and dogs know instinctively know how to engage in play with each other simply for the joy of the playing.

In fact, all mammal species have been observed to engage in play at all ages of their lives.

The researcher I quoted earlier has found that play seems to have some vital biological role, just as sleep and dreaming do.

Joy, fun, play seem to be beneficial to us both psychologically and physically.

The opposite is true also. As adults, a lack of joyful play has been associated with depression. Children who are deprived of play often develop serious psychological issues as adults.

This was found to be a factor with Charles Whitman, the U.T. tower sniper who killed 16 people and injured 31 others here in Austin back in 1966.

I would propose that joy and play are also vital to our spiritual development and that a lack of joy damages our very souls.

In fact, there is a theory that church, along with its associated religious rituals, is in truth “deep play”. It is helping us understand deep and complex life issues in metaphorical ways at least partially through experiences of spiritual ecstasy (otherwise known as joy or bliss).

I want to share with you a story that I think illustrates both how we learn through our experiences of joy and how being open to joyfulness can be so good for us.

The guy in the video I am about to show you is a farmer and goat rancher from upstate New York named Jay Lavery. The video has become known as “The Barn Dance”.

Now, since our subject matter today is “Learning Through Joy”, and one of the ways we experience joy is dancing, I encourage you to get up and dance along with Jay if you are so moved – or at least to groove in place on your chair or pew if not.

VIDEO

I got a little worried when he started the stripper moves there (actually, he keeps his remaining clothes on through the rest of the video).

Mr. Lavery posted his video for his Facebook friends, partially because he had serious back problems, and he wanted them to know he was doing OK.

He says never expected that his joyful video would go viral, with over 7 million views in less than a year.

Fifteen years prior to making that video, Mr. Lavery had a traumatic back injury that required several surgeries including a discectomy and a spinal fusion.

His dancing, along with practicing yoga and meditation, are how he overcomes the back pain he would otherwise have and how he avoids having to take pain medications.

Now there could be some physical aspects to this, but I have little doubt that his joyfulness in his dancing has helped him learn how to move through the pain.

As he puts it, he hopes his video inspires “anyone to move in spite of pain and I hope this puts a smile on your face … ” Avery even got to go on the Ellen Degeneres show, where he expressed his great amusement over many aspects of what he calls his” 15 minutes of fame”, including several marriage proposals he has received from several women smitten by his silky moves.

“What they didn’t realize,” he says, “is I’m gay.”

So, if, as is apparent from Jay Lavery’s story, joy is so good for us.

If joy helps us learn more readily and in more complex and complete ways, why don’t we infuse more joy, fun, humor and play into our our educational institutions, our workplaces, indeed our lives?

Why has the banking model of education persisted for so long and why does it still continue to be the primary model throughout so much of our current educational system?

Well, I am not sure I know all of the answers to those questions.

I suspect though, that it could have something to do with our protectant work ethic and more broadly our puritan ancestry.

Work, school, and church are not supposed to be fun!

On a more individual level, I think we may sometimes not allow ourselves to fully experience joy because of what social science researcher Bene Brown calls, “foreboding joy”.

Now some of you may have heard me talk about Dr. Brown’s concept of foreboding joy before, so this time I thought I would let her tell you about it herself.

BRENE BROWN VIDEO

So, we do not get to experience true joy, the fullness of joy without vulnerability.

Joy requires a sense of belonging and connection, and we do not get these unless we risk being our authentic selves. We don’t get these unless we allow ourselves to also experience the inevitable sorrow and loss that goes along with living and loving fully.

Joy requires us to have the courage to be be vulnerable.

One of the religious values we have defined for ourselves here at First Unitarian Universalist Church of Austin is this:

“Courage – To live lives of honesty, vulnerability, and beauty.”

May we live that value together so that we may experience a full and vibrant joy together.

And let’s remember to dance, laugh, play and have a little fun while we are at it!

I would like to leave you with the words of Steve Garnaas Holmes, who is a Methodist Minister and author. He comes from a Christian perspective, so I invite you to translate with your own understanding of that which is ultimate as you listen to his words.

They are titled, simply, “Joy”. “Who says God has to be so serious all the time? That God can’t have some fun, go on a lark, crack a good one?

Who says God can’t evolve a platypus instead of a woodchuck, or a flightless bird just as a joke?

Or give you a gorgeous sunset just to see the expression on your face? Or invent laughter?

Who says God’s passion is reasonable and not unrestrained celebration?

Jesus’ first miracle was a party trick. Pure. fun. Wine from water. And really good stuff, too. And at a wedding, no less. It’s a parable of covenant faithfulness, and love, and an ironic reverse-foreshadowing of the Last Supper.

It’s a parable of abundance and beauty and mystery and needless splendor.

It’s about life, and about blessing, and about joy-way too much and too good, way more and better than we need. Ridiculous. Over the top joy.

So raise a glass! Drink deep.”

And amen to that.

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Rev. Chris Jimmerson
July 14, 2019
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

We live in an economic system that perpetuates itself by creating a culture of scarcity. What if we stopped to appreciate and express gratitude for all that we already have? What if we worked toward a culture of abundance?

I recently bought this iPhone. It’s the latest and the greatest technology.

Within a few months, a newer model with even later and greater features will come out – a model that was already planned when I bought this one.

We live in an economy that is designed to keep us at first thrilled with our new purchases and then quickly disillusioned with them and craving their replacement.

We exist in a culture where we are told that what we have is never enough. We exist in a culture that by design creates a myth of scarcity.

How often have you gone to reserve a hotel room or a flight online and gotten the little flashing message that only two more are available at this price.

Or “there are 30 people currently looking at this hotel.”

How many ads do we see that contain a not so implicit message that we are never successful enough; we never have enough; we are never good enough; attractive enough; thin enough; sexy enough; smart enough, etc.

Some other car is always newer and nicer than ours; our dishwasher is too slow and too loud; our clothing is already passe; our hairstyle is no longer the style.

Scarcity. Scarcity. More scarcity.

This morning as we have gathered for worship, the Trump administration has threatened to round up, detain and then deport thousands of immigrant families – a move which will:

• worsen the conditions at already overcrowded and inhumane detention camps,
• separate families, including taking even more children away from their parents,
• and send folks who have been contributing to our society to countries where they will often face threats to their wellbeing and sometimes even their very lives.

And this too is also at least partially a fear-based tactic rooted in that mythology of scarcity.

Now there is a lot going on with this, including not so subtle racism and xenophobia, but these too arise at least partially out of the scarcity myth.

Trump himself has stated that we do not “have room for these people” – that somehow if we allow asylum seekers into our country it will mean taking jobs and resources away from the folks who are already here.

And yet study after study has found that this is simply not the case. We have plenty of wealth to go around. Immigrants are net contributors to our society. We have the food, housing, economic and other resources to more than support our population plus many more.

And when it comes to basic human rights, I like this meme that has been going around lately.

“EQUAL RIGHTS FOR OTHERS DOES NOT MEAN LESS RIGHTS FOR YOU. IT’S NOT PIE.”

The scarcity myth drives inequality and human rights abuses.

It drives radically capitalistic, consumerism.

The scarcity Myth is one of the major lies that has been used to excuse a vast transfer of power and wealth from the many to the very few that has been going on for decades now.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I am not against economic development and technology advancements that can enhance our lives and wellbeing. I love my iPhone.

I just think we can choose a different narrative that would eventually drive a different kind of economy and society.

I believe that rather than scarcity, we can choose abundance, not just for the few but for all.

We can adopt a narrative that we are, there is ENOUGH.

VIDEO CLIP

That’s Kevin Cavenaugh, an architect by training and now a commercial real estate developer in Portland, Oregon. The flowery pants he is wearing in the video were made for him one of his children out of fabric recycled from their old couch.

Cavenaugh goes onto explain that as they began to recover from the recession, and he rebuilt his business, he kept asking himself this question about enoughness – how much is enough?

Doing so has changed how he lives and how he does business.

He asked himself how much is enough wealth and discovered that while he was making a percentage of the profits from his building developments, the members of his small staff were not. So, he created a program in which they could become vested in a percentage of the profits also the longer they worked with him.

He also asked himself how much equality is enough because the inequity in pay between men and women in our country bothered him.

He then redesigned the pay pyramid for his company so that instead of him making more than everyone else, everyone gets paid exactly the same, including himself.

It turns out, he discovered, that companies that treat their employees better and equally have better long-term stock valuations. They attract the best talent. As he puts it, not paying equally was stepping over dollars to pick up dimes.

Finally, he was disturbed by the rising level of homelessness in Portland. Rent in the area has grown 20 times faster than wages, so that even folks with a college degree and who are working can find themselves living out of a tent in one of the city’s parks.

He asked himself and a group of investors for one of his buildings, how much would be enough rent? They did the calculations and discovered they could make enough return from their investment if they developed a building that would provide simple rooms with a bed and washbasin, shared showers and restrooms and a communal kitchen and living area. By doing so, they could rent the rooms out for $290 a month each.

So now, a number of formerly homeless folks have simple but adequate shelter. It is enough.

And this defining and redefining of “enough” it turns out is one of the strongest ways in which we can resist the cultural myth of scarcity. It is one of the ways we can find greater life satisfaction.

All over the country, people are engaging in this counter cultural idea and redefining for themselves what “enough” means.

People are embracing minimalism. You can learn more at theminimalists.com, but basically minimalists are discovering a new sense of freedom by living with far less stuff.

One common way that people get started is by jettisoning at least one material possession each day for at least a month by asking each day of one item, “does this have value to me? Does it have utility in some way or bring me joy?”

If the answer is no, it goes – sell it, donate it to charity where someone else might find value with it, just get rid of it.

Many folks have found they got rid of more than one item per day and continued the practice for several months.

I’m pretty sure it would take me at least a year to clear our whatever all that stuff in our garage is.

Other families with children have determined what the minimal salary they need is to feel life satisfaction and provide adequately for their children. They then live off of that and donate anything they earn above it to benefit others.

We have all witnessed the movement toward smaller or even tiny houses that has been growing.

What folks have discovered when they have done some of these things is that it freed them to pursue their desires and goals in life more easily. Many found they did not need to make us much money and could take a job that left them time to travel, go back to school for their Master’s degree or pursue a passion such music or an art, as examples.

Now, I am not suggesting that everyone here has to become a minimalist, give all their money to charity (but if you do please consider your church) or sell their house and all their stuff to move into a 600 square foot box.

I just offer some of these trends as an example of how it is possible to define and redefine “enough” for ourselves. I am suggesting that by periodically asking ourselves the question, “What is enough to me” we may begin to find ways to experience a greater sense of abundance.

In addition to thinking about what enough means to you, here are a few other ways that we may also develop a greater sense of abundance in our lives and that have thereby been shown to increase life satisfaction.

Invest more of your time and resources in your relationships with others.

Whether it is our spouses, partners, children, other family members, friends, our fellow church goers, the stranger we just met or some folks in need we may never meet, study after study have shown that belonging and connection, love and doing for others are vital to our satisfaction in life.

Also, invest more of your time and resources on experiences rather than things. Traveling, attending a play or concert, learning to play the guitar or speak a new language, taking the children to an amusement park or to go camping, whatever the experiences may be, a wealth of studies have shown that we place higher value on experiences rather than things. Experiences bring us greater happiness than possessing material items.

Next, practice gratitude every day.

Practicing gratitude has been shown to be one of the strongest ways to develop a sense of abundant life and is continually associated with greater life satisfaction.

The key is that it has to be a practice something you do. It is the active practice of gratitude that brings abundance. Here is a little more about the science of it and some potential gratitude practices.

VIDEO

Finally, whether it is through attending worship, cultivating a spiritual practice such as meditating, gardening, working for justice in our world, making art or music, whatever it is for you, finding ways to connect with something larger than ourselves, to experience the holy, to know truth meaning and beauty within our connection and experience of that something larger than ourselves lies abundant living.

These are just a few of the ways we can develop a sense of abundance in our lives.

I’d like to close today by inviting you to engage with me in a spoken and sung meditative ritual on abundance. Please repeat after me:

I am grateful for life.

I am grateful for loving and being loved.

I am grateful for the adventures and experiences of my life.

I am a part of something larger than myself.

I experience truth, meaning and beauty.

There is enough.

I am enough.

I am enough.

I am enough.

Please sing after me:

What we need is here.

What we need is here.

Now please sing with me:

What we need is here.

What we need is here.

My beloveds you are enough. Abundance is already ours.

Amen

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Rev. Chris Jimmerson
Bear Qolezcua
July 7, 2019
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

We often think of perseverance as being strong, having grit, to keep pushing forward even against difficult obstacles. Perhaps though, perseverance also requires a time for rest and spiritual renewal, being vulnerable enough to acknowledge that we need help sometimes and need others to carry the burden for a bit while we do the things that restore us.

Call to Worship

STILL I RISE
by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise.

Reading

– Aimee Van Ausdall

This morning I have been pondering a nearly forgotten lesson I learned in high school music. Sometimes in band or choir, music requires players or singers to hold a note longer than they actually can hold a note. In those cases, we were taught to mindfully stagger when we took a breath so the sound appeared uninterrupted. Everyone got to breathe, and the music stayed strong and vibrant… So let’s remember the advice of music: Take a breath. The rest of the chorus will sing. The rest of the band will play. Rejoin so others can breathe. Together, we can sustain a very long, beautiful song for a very, very long time. You don’t have to do it all, but you must add your voice to the song.

Bear Qolezcua

THE LIGHTHOUSE AND THE LITTLE BLUE BOAT

Once upon a time there was a mighty lighthouse. The tower had a broad base and a bright pink stripe spiraled up its body. The house that sat beneath it was always warm and inviting, its furnishings roughhewn but cosy. The smell of lemons, cinnamon, and vanilla swarmed around its great hearth.

The lighthouse sat on a very old bay. For many years it oversaw the sea and swells as storms came and went, crashing over the shore and snarling at the tower with great blows. The lighthouse survived each one but even though sometimes a window might be broken or the tower would be scarred and chipped, it continued to be a beacon of safety and strength.

Time passed and the sea changed. Parts of the surrounding bay got deeper, and others more shallow. Jagged boulders were upended in the distance to form a sea wall. They created a gentle pool beneath the watchful tower of the lighthouse. The jags were dangerous and dark, making the lighthouse’s job more important than ever.

After some years, the dry dock beneath the tower was opened and a little blue boat was taken from it and put into the water. The lighthouse loved its little blue boat. It was squeaky and small but safe and dependable.

It stayed afloat even when the ocean swelled and threatened it or when it found itself being pushed to the craggy breaks and jags out at sea. The little boat served its purpose well, no matter the gales against it, as it rescued many who were lost in the water, bringing them safely to shore without fail.

Once, the little blue boat’s oars fell off and it was swept quickly into a current, unable to find its way home. It discovered many dark places in the sea, some were far more dangerous than the jags the boat had avoided so well in its bay. A kind young woman discovered the boat, trapped in mangrove roots along a river inlet. She gave it new oars and asked nothing in return. She wished the little boat farewell and the somewhat scuffed and marred vessel made its way back home.

On a frosty winter morning, the lighthouse found it had a crack in its foundation. Many tried to mend the damage but it could not be repaired. The lighthouse resigned itself to shining brightly as long as it could. Years later the foundation broke and the light faded. The lighthouse fell.

The kerosene lantern used to light the tower spilled fuel and flame, the woodwork burned to ash, leaving only chipped, bare stones in a pile on the shore.

The little blue boat sailed off into the sea, not knowing which way to turn. It did not rescue others from the waters because it was scared of not having a safe place to take them when it had no safe place to go itself. It became so very lost in the great sea that it couldn’t find the shore at all. It stopped looking at all, fearing more jags, more fire, from any shore to which it might come.

By chance, the boat happened upon the familiar rocky breaks of the sea wall it once knew. More rocks had been upended and the bay was cut off from the outside. The little blue boat looked through whatever cracks and faults it could find and saw that the shore had changed much more. The pile of rubble still on the land, buried under a thin layer of mud and sand. The little blue boat stayed there for so long it forgot how many moons passed.

Workers with noisy machines came and cleared the fallen building, they gathered and buried the ashes of the tower’s frame. Nothing was left but the Ebenezer stone bearing the name of the original overseer. The little blue boat wished to be closer and see more but it could go no farther in the water.

The loss of the lighthouse left the boat scared to return to the open sea and so it stayed stuck along the jags for years, letting them cut at it, scuff it, and wear parts of it so thin they threatened to break open where the sea water would overtake the boat and claim it in the depths.

Some young people found the little boat while out on the water and two got into it. They asked the boat to take them back home and the boat did, having nothing else to do with its time. The boat lingered on their shore, resting from the great jags and storms. With time, many came and repaired the boat, patching weak spots, strengthening it and protecting it.

This rest ended one day when a great ship passed nearby the boat and caught itself in a shoal too shallow for the ship to make. It slowed and began to capsize. The passengers and crew were in danger as the ship yawed toward the water. Some made it to rescue boats but many were thrown dangerously into the cold dark waters out at sea. They cried for help but none seemed to come from the lifeboats surrounding the ship. Many of which had already made it to shore.

The little blue boat heard them crying out but it felt so afraid. It was unsure about the mended parts of its body, worrying if it would be strong enough and whole enough to be able to once again carry the weight of others within. It decided that with the rest it had received it must at least try and floated quickly over to passengers in the water, taking them on board and delivering them safely to the shore, many times over it did this until none were left in the water. It discovered that it saved itself by caring for others who needed only the safety of a lifeboat.

Having once again found its purpose, the little blue boat sailed off into the sea knowing the currents and sea walls would never allow it to return to its bay. Because of its time of rest and repairs, the little boat carried the strength and endurance of its lighthouse within, once again bringing hope and safety to passengers and ships in peril.

Chris Jimmerson

When my mom was 67 years old, she wrecked her Harley Davidson motorcycle.

She slid off the road on a sharp curve in the hills of the East Texas pine forest and skidded sideways across several dozen feet.

She broke her nose, scraped the skin off of both arms and broke seven vertebrae in her lower and mid back.

The emergency responders had to take her by life flight to a hospital that was over an hour and a half away from where the accident had happened.

We were not sure she would survive.

The neurosurgeon who took care of her back injuries had to use screws to attach two metal rods on each side of her spinal column.

It is still a lot of fun to go through airport security with her even today.

I asked her permission to tell you the story of her accident and her recovery from it this morning, because I think I learned about perseverance from it.

My mom survived the accident and then persevered through first a rehabilitation hospital and then outpatient physical therapy, yes, partially through her own grit and determination. She drew upon her own religious faith and spiritual practices.

Also though, she had a whole host of loved ones who stayed with her and supported her through those times.

My step-father, Ty, took care of her when she was not physically capable of caring for herself.

Her children and other family members chipped in too. Along with a whole host of friends, we brought them meals, helped with chores and errands, provided rides to where she needed to go, gave her emotional support and sounded a resounding chorus of “no” when she wanted to get back on a motorcycle again before she was even fully healed. Today at age 78, my mom no longer rides a Harley, but she does have an open air go-cart in which she zooms around her neighborhood at altogether alarming rates of speed.

So perseverance, our ability to survive and sometimes even thrive through adversity, has both an individualistic component and a communal aspect.

We persevere through our own grit and determination, yes. And science has shown that we can cultivate this tenacity and resilience through spiritual practices, religious faith, remaining open to humor beauty, joy, grief, embracing gratitude and forgiveness and practicing self-compassion. But, we also need community. We need love and support to fully develop our perseverance.

We find greater strength, power and sustenance communally.

So, our religious community here at First Unitarian Universalist Church of Austin can help us all maintain our spiritual perseverance.

We need each other and so many more if we are to persevere against the assaults on human rights and dignity; the degradation and potential destruction of life and our planet we are witnessing in these times.

Sometimes we have to vulnerable enough to admit that we need help and be willing ask for it.

Sometimes, to be able to persevere in the long run, we need to set the burden of our struggles down and let others carry them for a while. We just need a pause – a respite – a time to simply take care of ourselves and our nearest loved ones. We need this in order to be able to build up the resilience that is so necessary for perseverance.

And yet, it is more complicated than that even, because those of us with relative privilege can more easily retreat from the struggle than those who are being crushed under the weight of extreme oppression and maltreatment. We must not allow ourselves to fall prey to the lie that we can look away permanently, because in the end, as Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King wrote, “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhereÉWhatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.”

This past week, we witnessed the juxtaposition of the celebration of our country’s Independence day (and all the values it is supposed to represent) with the Department of Homeland Security’s own Inspector General’s report on “Dangerous Overcrowding and Prolonged Detention of Children and Adults” at five Customs and Border Protection holding facilities here in Texas.

These are supposed to be temporary holding facilities at the border, and yet in these 5 facilities alone, the Office of the Inspector General found:

• 8,000 detainees in custody with almost half held greater than the time period allowed by law.
• 2,669 children, 826 held longer than the law allows, 50 younger than 7.
• Children and adults sleeping on concrete floors with no access to showers, limited or no changes of clothing and no hot meals.
• Adults held in over-crowded, sometimes standing room only conditions, some for over a month.
• Adults who had gotten sick after being fed only bologna sandwiches.
• Once facility was basically outdoor cages that had been constructed under a bridge in the outdoor heat of El Paso.

These are just some of the conditions that have been observed. These are only the border facilities and do not include conditions at longer term prison camps maintained by Immigration and Customs Enforcement.

I am dismayed that my country is doing this (AGAIN) – horrified that it is happening in my state. I can only imagine how painful witnessing this must be for those of you with small children of your own.

I struggle because no matter how many phone calls I make, emails I send, petitions I sign, contributions I give, rallies and protests I attend and on and on, still it never feels like enough.

I struggle with persevering when it would be so easy to fall into despair and helplessness.

And yet, I know the folks in those facilities have had to persevere against conditions in their home countries, perilous journeys to seek refuge and the horrifying way in which they are being treated by our government.

I know these folks have had to persevere in ways in which I never have and can only begin to grasp at understanding.

I know that I cannot claim to affirm our Unitarian Universalist principles, such as the inherent worth and dignity of each person, justice, equity and compassion – I cannot uphold this church’s mission – I cannot maintain my own humanity if I remain silent while the humanity of people seeking our help is defiled.

I know that I must act now – that waiting for the next election to act is too late, as important as that election will be in relation to ending these atrocities.

I know to persevere, to keep up the struggle in the face of such heartbreak, I will need:

• this religious community,
• my Unitarian Universalist faith,
• the leadership of those who have experienced our broken and bigoted immigration system,
• the many other folks and organizations that are joining together to cry out for an end to these atrocities.

My beloveds, I believe that our Unitarian Universalist faith, our religious values, this church’s mission, they are calling us, each of us, to do what we can to demand an end to these crimes against humanity.

Doing what we can will look different for each of us, depending upon our circumstances.

We have left a list of many different ways to get involved on the social action table in Howson Hall and have also put it on the social action page of our church website so that you can follow the hyperlinks it contains. Beloveds, we come from a long tradition of perseverance on behalf of truth, justice and human dignity.

Today, we are called to continue in that faithful tradition. We can carry each other when each of us inevitably needs respite. We are the ones we have been waiting for.

Amen and blessed be.

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Rev. Chris Jimmerson
June 9, 2019
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Even in life’s challenging and difficult times, we may still experience beauty; sometimes when it is least expected. And that, in turn, can help us through such times.

Call to Worship

By Rev. Mary Katherine Morn

Beauty does more than awaken us.
It also admonishes us.
It demands something…
We are here, in religious community, not to hide from the anguished cries or the tender lullabies.
We are here, in religious community, not to protect our hearts from breaking.
We are here together to borrow courage for the task of coming alive.
We are here so that together we might heed the admonitions of beauty.
Answer its call to create; protect; and preserve.

Reading

John O’Donohue

It’s the question of beauty … there are individuals holding out on front lines, holding the humane tissue alive in areas of ultimate barbarity,where things are visible that the human eye should never see. And they’re able to sustain it, because there is, in them, some kind of sense of beauty that knows the horizon that we are really ca!led to in some way. I love Pascal’s phrase, that you should always keep something beautiful in your mind. And I have often – like in times when it’s been really difficult for me, if you can keep some kind of little contour that you can glimpse sideways at, now and again, you can endure great bleakness.

Sermon

“Where beauty is apparent, we are to enjoy it.
Where there is beauty hidden, we are to unveil it.
Where there is beauty defaced, we are to restore it.
Where there is no beauty at all, we are to create it.”

I loved that quote from the late minister, theologian and social justice activist Robert McAfee Brown.

I love it, because I think it captures so well the complex and profound ways in which we are called to interact with beauty in our world.

Beauty is the monthly theme we are exploring in our religious education classes and activities this June, so let’s take a bit of time to explore beauty together in worship this morning also.

Research has even begun to show that attentiveness to beauty may be beneficial us to psychologically and physically. Most of the studies have been based upon experiences of beauty in nature; however, now the research has begun to expand to such experiences through the arts and music.

Here are just some of the potential benefits that have been found:

• Emotional well being.
• Pro-sociality – having concern for others.
• Greater life satisfaction.
• Reduced stress.
• Lower heart rate and blood pressure.

Here is how philosopher, futurist and social media and television personality, Jason Silva says that “Beauty Can Heal Us”.

Silva video

“Beauty can shake us out of our jadedness … Let the music make you cry … gaze upon the fading sunset.”

So, first, “where beauty is apparent, we are to enjoy it”.

That seems simple enough, yet how often do we allow ourselves to pay attention to and enjoy that which we find beautiful? How often to we explicitly set aside time for it in our daily lives?

I know for me, as some of you have heard me share before, one of my spiritual practices, one of the things that keeps me grounded and relieves stress, is to go on a meditative hike in one of our many local nature areas – to allow myself to just get absorbed in observing the beauty of nature.

And yet, in the times that are challenging and difficult, the times when I need it most, I am also most likely to put off this practice that so soothes and relaxes me. I have to remind myself to make the time to experience the beauty that will help me through such difficulties.

“Beauty can shake us out of our jadedness … Let the music make you cry … gaze upon the fading sunset”, Chris.

It is so hard to practice what I preach sometimes, I’ll tell you!

Next, “where there is beauty hidden, we are to unveil it.

It is easier, I think, for us to find beauty in the places that have been more traditionally associated with it – nature, the mountains, the oceanside, a spectacular sunset, those we love, the music that moves us, the work of art that takes our breath away, a stunning moment in a play or movie or dance performance, as just a few examples.

It can be harder to see the beauty in what we might otherwise consider unattractive or mundane. And yet, if we look for it, the beauty is likely always there in these places too.

When I was in seminary, they had us do an exercise called a beauty walk that was based on a Native American tradition. They had us go to an area we would not normally associate with beauty and walk through it slowly, being attentive to the potential for beauty we might have missed before, bringing a camera to take pictures of what we found.

I went to a warehouse/industrial area and was surprised to discover that it was teaming with life and elements of beauty.

• Ants dwelling in the cracks in the sidewalk.
• Flowers finding places to bloom even amongst all the metal and concrete.
• Birds dwelling everywhere they could find.
• The interplay between the bright colors with which people had painted some of the buildings.
• Landscaping people had created to surround themselves with beauty when they sat at their outside lunch table.
• Vegetable gardens people had grown in plots they had created outside the warehouses in which they worked.

My beloveds, beauty surrounds us, both in the classical ways in which we have conceptualized it and in places we might least expect it, as well as within so many of the seemingly mundane moments of our every day lives.

I invite you to try the beauty walk exercise and see what hidden beauty you may unveil.

Here is a short video that I think captures this idea that beauty is to be found in the sublime, as well as in the more mundane.

Video

Finally, “Where there is beauty defaced, we are to restore it. Where there is no beauty at all, we are to create it.”

I think this is at least partially what our call to worship you all read with Mary Jane earlier is expressing.

Our Unitarian Universalist minister, Rev. Sean Dennison, says it like this:

“The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not wantonly destroy. With this, we are reminded that beauty does more than soothe and heal. It demands. It creates commitment. It doesn’t just say, ‘Love and appreciate me.’ It says, ‘Protect me! Fight for me!'”

So yes, beauty is there for us to experience it with awe and joy. Beauty is there to comfort us and sustain us in our struggles.

And, our experiences of beauty also call us to create more of it – to restore it when it has been defaced and to create it where it has not yet existed.

Beauty calls us to love and justice. It calls us to leave our world more beautiful than the one into which we were born.

And with all of the ugliness, all of the beauty defaced in our world today, I know, for me, it can sometimes be hard to hold on to a vision of that more beautiful world, that world toward which beauty beckons us.

For me, what would be beautiful, what beauty calls us to create, is a world in which children coming to the U.S. after fleeing persecution with their parents are welcomed with loving open arms rather than being torn away from their parents and locked in cages.

Beautiful would be a world in which we have answered the call to abolish immigrant concentration camps and prisons, and children no longer die while under the custody of our government.

Beautiful will be when Alirio, who has taken sanctuary here in our church, and Hilda and her son Ivan at St. Andrews, are all free and no longer fear for their lives.

Better yet, what would be beautiful, what beauty calls us to envision is a world in which we have helped to create conditions in people’s homelands that are safe, secure and prosperous.

Beauty beckons us to create a world in which our own children can attend schools that provide safety, equity, a caring loving environment. Schools where our 5 and 6 year olds and on up no longer have to live in fear and participate in mass shooter drills.

Beautiful will be when we have put into place a federal administration and state governments that all stand up for the rights of lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and intersexed folks rather than encouraging discrimination against us by making it legal.

Beauty calls us to build a world in which transgender and all queer folks are able to live out loud as a our true and beautiful selves without fearing violence or even death at hands of hatred and bigotry.

Beauty will happen when women and all people capable of bearing a child have control over their own bodies in all states and regions of our country. Beauty calls us the cast the patriarchy upon the ash heap of history.

Beautiful will be a time when black mothers and fathers no longer have to feel terror over the prospect of their children and loved ones being shot by the very law enforcement that is supposed to protect and serve.

A criminal justice system that actually is just – that would be beautiful, and beauty is begging us to create it.

Beautiful would be Muslims in the U.S. and ALL people of faith living without fear and coexisting in peace.

Each of us living our own religious beliefs without trying to force them upon others. How beautiful would that be?

Beautiful would be saving our planet, bringing democracy to our work places, restoring our institutions of representative democracy to their proper balances of power.

Beautiful would be eliminating poverty and homelessness, wiping out economic and wealth inequality, dismantling white supremacy culture.

Beauty calls us, it lures us to these and all forms of love and justice.

OK, now just go do all of that, and I’ll see you next week.

I think one of the places beauty is too often hidden and must be unveiled is our inability sometimes to recognize our own beauty.

We must know our own beauty to be fully able to experience the beauty in our world, restore that which has been lost and create that beauty which has not yet become.

To build the beloved community, to create that world about which we dream, we must overcome the many messages that we receive telling us we are not enough, not beautiful as we are.

Certainly, our cultural standards for physical beauty, especially for women, exclude all but a small segment of the white European descendent population.

Even more so though, we are discouraged from expressing the beautiful unique wholeness that is each of us.

Here is a poem by Maya Angelou that I think expresses this idea so well.

PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

My beloveds, you are beautiful.

You are phenomenal.

You hold within you your own unique spark of the divine. You have your own unique set of gifts that only you can bring into our world.

And as a religious community, as a religious faith, we may combine together each of our unique sparks of the divine, blend together our unique gifts to answer the call of beauty.

Together, may we radiate the divine our into our world, restoring beauty where it has been defaced, creating beauty where it has yet to become.

Amen.

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Rev. Chris Jimmerson
May 5, 2019
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

As a people who have always been seekers of truth and askers of questions more profound than answers, following our curiosity can be a spiritual discipline for Unitarian Universalists.

Call to Worship

LET US BE CURIOUS
Alexis Engelbrecht

Let us be curious.
May we contemplate what we believe and why.
Let us be curious.
May we inquire to learn more about beliefs and experiences different from our own.
Let us be curious.
May we explore the world around us, so that we might broaden our awareness and appreciate the beauty that is, while exploring what else might be.

Reading 
Rainer Maria Rilke

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue.
Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them.
And the point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”

Sermon

Dr. Michelle Khine had a problem.

Dr. Khine is a researcher whose scientific interest, life long empirical curiosity, involves developing nanotechnology that can be used for healthcare purposes.

Her problem was that at the time, her work with such nanotechnology required a lab with sophisticated equipment that allowed doing the work at the microscopic level.

She had just changed jobs, but the lab at the new job that she had been promised was nowhere near ready. In fact, it appeared to be months away from being equipped and useable.

How would she continue her work and meet the requirements of the grants to fund it that she was bringing with her? Without the equipment she needed to work on a microscopic level, all seemed to be lost.

Then, she remembered a toy from her childhood called, “Shrinky Dinks”.
Shrinky Dink’s are polystyrene sheets that can be cut into various shapes, colored and then placed in an oven, where they will shrink into small, hard plates without losing their original shape and characteristics.

Michelle Khine was curious whether she could use this process to allow her to do her work starting on a larger scale and then shrink everything down, thereby avoiding the need for the expensive lab equipment required to work at the microscopic level.

And thus was born the Shrinky-Dink microfluidics: 3D polystyrene chip.

And thus, did curiosity allow Dr. Khine to save her nanotechnology career with a toy from her childhood.

Dr. Khine’s story, I think, is a wonderful illustration of the power of our human capacity for curiosity. Among other benefits, curiosity is the source of our creative potential.

This month, our lifespan faith development activities and religious education classes are exploring the concept of curiosity, and I thought it would be a great topic for us to examine together for a while this morning.

After all, Unitarian Universalists come from a long tradition of being the
questioners and the curious – those for whom revelation is never sealed but rather is continuously unfolding and therefore always to be explored anew.

The Unitarians got curious about how God as a trinity could make any possible sense and eventually rejected this idea, among several others that had been and often remain Christian dogma.

The Universalists became curious about how a supposed all loving God could condemn those who were supposedly so loved to bum in hell for all eternity.

Eventually, some Universalists came to reject hell altogether, while others thought that sinners might burn in hell for some unspecified time period before God would lift them out of the flames so that they did not have to burn painfully for the rest of all eternity.

I’m glad we continued to cultivate our sense of curiosity and don’t believe that anymore.

Now, some aspects of religion have actually discouraged curiosity – witness the Adam and Eve story about partaking of the forbidden fruit from the tree of knowledge for example – but all in all, I think both religion and science stem from our curiosity about our human condition, the world and universe in which we find ourselves and the larger questions of meaning in life, death, beauty, truth and ethics.

And they are at times trying to get at, different types of questions and certainly in different ways. As such, I don’t think the commonly held perception that science and religion have to stand in opposition to one another is necessarily true. I think at times they might indeed inform and enhance each other.

Certainly, through science, we have discovered changes that moved us from cave dwelling to landing on the moon to having a phone in our pockets more powerful than the original computers and on and on and it has been our curiosity that has driven our science.

So why do we humans have such a curious nature. After all, our curiosity drives us to spend time exploring not just those big questions I was just talking about, but also to spend time exploring seemingly unproductive curiosities like reading news about people we will never meet, watching movies and reading stories about people who do not really exist, exploring places we will never visit again and learning about topics that seem to have no practical use in our daily lives, just to name a few.

Well one evolutionary theory is that it stems from a trait we evolved called “neoteny”, which means that even as adults we retain more juvenile characteristics compared to other mammals, such as being relatively hairless and having brains relatively large in relation to our body size.

And this neoteny, while making us weaker than our primate cousins, has given us our lifelong playfulness, curiosity and deep sense of attachment to one another, all of which have provided survival advantages.

And it turns out that in a complex world, even those seemingly unproductive curiosities we are prone to explore that I mentioned earlier provide an advantage. They do so by keeping our brains open to novelty and new learning, so that we do not remain stuck in old but useless thinking algorithms when we encounter new challenges or threats.

What may have seemed to be useless learning in our past can turn out to be very useful knowledge later on.

Curiosity then is what keeps our learning alive and drives us to engage our full learning capacity.

As Albert Einstein once said it, “I have no special talents, I am only passionately curious.”

And it turns out that some research has found that maintaining that passionate curiosity is associated with better health and greater longevity, as well as developing and retaining higher intelligence.

In other studies, people who were actively curious about others more easily established close relationships, found greater satisfaction in their relationships and were less likely to express racism and other forms of prejudice.

Other studies found engaging with novelty and remaining curious are correlated with a sense of overall life fulfillment and happiness.

Now, while it is important to note that “associated” or “correlated” does not establish cause and effect, still these studies might give us reason to consider whether actively keeping our sense of curiosity alive might be good for us.

Here are a few practices in which can engage that may help us do that. For a faith steeped in questions more profound than answers, we might even call them spiritual practices.

1. Reconnect with play. Children are naturally curious, and play is one of the ways that as children we explore ourselves and the world about which we are learning.

We too often lose our our sense of play as adults; however, even as adults, play can still open up novelty for us.

And actually one good way to engage with play is to be around and play with children. They can teach us how to do it again!

One warning though, those curious children may surprise you.

I loved one story I found about a little boy who was curious about why his mother’s hair was beginning to turn grey.

So, one day, when they were at the playground and his mom was playing seesaw with him, he asked her, “Mommy, why are some of your hairs turning grey?”

Thinking she might use this playful occasion as a teaching lesson, the mom replied, “It’s because of you dear. Every time you do something bad one of my hairs turns grey.”

“Oh,” replied the little boy innocently, “Now I know why grandma has only grey hairs on her head.”

2. Intentionally building our knowledge enhances our curiosity to learn even more reading, attending talks, watching documentaries, traveling to new places, making lists of things we want to explore for a few examples. Studies have found the larger our knowledge base, the more likely we will be curious to learn even more.

3. Get comfortable with uncertainty and being uncomfortable. Being curious by necessity involves exploring the unknown, and while novelty and surprise can cause us tension, they are also some our greatest sources of joy and learning.

For folks who watch sports for example, part of the enjoyment is in the tension of not knowing what the ultimate outcome of the game will be.

4. In every conversation, think of questions too ask, not things to say next. Listening more activates our curiosity and can add much greater depth to our conversations and relationships.

So those are just a few of the ways I found that we can keep our sense of curiosity alive and fulfilling.

Now, with the exception of religion and sometimes play, the ways we can pursue our curiosity and practice keeping it alive about which I have spoken so far have been in terms of very concrete and literal thinking.

I want to turn now to some more emotional, embodied and metaphorical ways we can both explore that about which we are curious and also keep our curiosity active.

There are times when we are curious about things that we either do not have the ability to fully understand because of our current scientific limits or that are just not as easily understood and expressed on a concrete and literal level.

Love, beauty, meaning, morality, justice and injustice, human cruelty and human altruism, God or that which is ultimate, to name just a few examples – these are just a few of our human curiosities that may be further explored metaphorically.

And one way that we explore these types of interests is through storytelling. Whether told orally, written, expressed through television, movies theatre or the opera, the power of stories is that they help us understand things that may require us to go beyond literal, intellectual thinking. They help us approach matters that can only be pointed at metaphorically and that must be felt in our bodies, hearts and souls in order to better grasp at their meaning.

And by the way, you can experience the power of storytelling, at an event called, “Story Telling Under the Stars,” here at the church, on our courtyard at 6:30 p.lU. this evening.

Likewise, the visual arts, poetry, music, dance and the other performing arts can also help us to experience that about which we are curious but that may be best approached through metaphor. These too can move us beyond only the intellectual and help with that which requires the engagement of our emotions and senses.

And all of these not only help us with that about which we may be curious but need more than only a literal approach, they also stimulate our curiosity even further.

• How often has reading a good fictional book gotten you interested in exploring some subject brought up within the story?
• Or seeing a movie gets us interested in visiting a place we have never traveled to before.
• Or an engaging night at the theatre get us interested in a moral issue we had never thought much about, etc.

Experiences of storytelling, music and the arts then are other vital ways in which we cultivate and expand our curiosity.

My friends, we were meant to be curious creatures.
And science and religion are important.
Learning about the really big stuff matters.

But so too does the more mundane – something in which you get interested may seem to have little practical value in that moment, but go ahead and pursue your curiosity about it anyway.

Later on, it may well have value you would have never anticipated. At the very least it will keep your thinking adaptable and open to novelty.

So, yes, please do keep coming to church! Yes, keep up with what science is teaching us.

But also read that story about people you likely will never meet, attend that concert featuring music that is new to you, sing out loud, read up on shrinky-dink microfluidics just because your curious about it, spend hours admiring your favorite artwork, explore lands to which you may never return, start a new hobby just because it interests you, play with the abandonment of small children.

These too are spiritual work because they stimulate our curiosity and keep it alive and well.

Or as Kurt Vonnegut put it, “We are here on earth to fart around. Don’t let anybody tell you any different.”

Benediction

As we go out into our world now, may we go with the courage to pursue the curiosity that transforms us and moves us toward wholeness, compassion and transcendence.
May we carry the spirit of this, our beloved religious community with us until next we gather again.
May the congregation say, “Amen” and “Blessed Be”.

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