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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
April 20, 2025
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Join us as we celebrate Easter. The service includes joyful music, a child dedication, and Rev. Michelle LaGrave’s retelling of the Easter Story.

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

LOVE BRINGS US BACK TO LIFE
by Peggy Clark

Easter is a holiday of miracles. It is life from death, joy from sorrow, celebration from mourning. Easter reminds us that all is never lost, that the story continues as long as we are here to tell it. So gather up your worries. We are going to bury them beneath the ground and watch them transform into flowers of hope. Pushing through the earth, reminding us on Easter morning that love brings us back to life. Calls us from sadness, from grief, from anxiety, into a world renewed and alive and filled with joy once again.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

Reading

CHILDREN WILL WIDEN THE CIRCLE OF OUR BEING IN WAYS THAT ARE LIMITLESS
Gary Kowalski

Every baby that’s born connects us to our history, our parents, our grandparents, and unknown forebears who brought new life to the world in each successive generation. Each baby that’s born links us to the future, to a world yet to come that belongs to our descendants and that we hold in trust for our posterity whom we will never know. Each child connects us to nature, to the innocence an exuberance of a world always hatching newborns, kittens, and pups, and lambs, and babes. Each child reminds us of the kinship we share with people and of other lands who love their young as purely and tenderly as we do. Each child connects us to the universe, to the holy mysteries of birth and death, and becoming from which we all emerge. Children widen the circle of our being in ways that are limitless.

Sermon

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“Oh, I can see clearly now the rain is gone.”

A long time ago, I lost someone very dear to me, my brother, Mark. He died in a rather sudden and shocking kind of way. There were, and there still are, a lot of questions about how and why he died, even though he was in a medical setting. I was at first in shock, of course. I didn’t know what to do with all of the questions, all of the unknowing, all of the loss, all of the grief. I was only 20 years old.

“I can see all obstacles in my way.”

I got through that first summer and the following months, my senior year in college, though I’m not quite sure how. The pain of the loss was intense. My 21st birthday, my college graduation, were celebrated without much joy. They were more like ritual markings than actual celebrations.

“Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind.”

The grief was like a dark cloud that followed me everywhere. The following year I knew that I needed a break from academics, a chance to get out of my head. I loved history, had been a double major in history and anthropology, was interested in working in a museum, and found the perfect opportunity. An internship on a 19th century living history farm museum in central Maine. I figured the physical labor would do me and my body good. So I packed up my bags and headed off to Maine.

I lived right on the farm, milked the cow, cooked on the wood stove, made homemade butter, homemade everything, planted the gardens, taught in the one-room schoolhouse, fed the chickens, collected their eggs, led the animals from barn to pasture and back again, helped birth the piglets and a calf, rode horseback, learned how to live interdependently with the land and the animals and my fellow humans became a vegetarian, slowly started to heal.

Then one day, when I was driving my car somewhere, I turned on the radio and a song came on.

“It’s gonna be a bright, bright, sun-shiny day.”

And I noticed how the music made me feel happy, happier than I had felt since before my brother died.

“I think I can make it now, the pain is gone.”

The pain of my grief had transformed from a dark stormy cloud into a shadow, still present but out of my immediate sight.

“All of the bad feelings have disappeared.”

I didn’t just enjoy the music, I reveled in it. I wanted to sing along and dance joy had returned to my life and with it hope

“Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for.
It’s gonna be a bright, bright sunshiney day.”

I’m telling you this story because it reminds me of the holiday we are celebrating today. Who knows what holiday it is today? It’s Easter. Easter is the story that I want to tell you today. Do you already know the story how Easter came to be? One of the ways we celebrate holidays is by retelling the story of the holiday Sometimes it’s new for some people. Sometimes people have heard it 50 times already. But we keep retelling the story and bringing people in, welcoming them into the story. Sometimes the story goes the same way. Sometimes we tell it in a little bit different of a way.

So here goes. This is my true story. There once was a man named Jesus. He was Jewish, and he had grown up learning stories from the Hebrew scriptures. As an adult, he became a teacher, and he traveled all around the countryside and in the cities, preaching and teaching the old stories, but sometimes in new ways. He taught people to love your neighbor as yourself, to treat other people as well as you would treat yourself. He taught that people’s lives were more important than religious rules. That you, adults anyway, should stop and help someone who is injured and bleeding on the side of the road, even if religious rules tell you that person is unclean or distasteful in some way. And he taught that children were important.

The more that Jesus traveled and taught, the more followers he gathered. This was in the days long before social media, So, gathering followers was a lot of work. He and his students had to travel from village to village, town-to-town, temple-to-temple, and mostly by foot. It was a lot of work. Even so, crowds gathered to meet him everywhere he went. You could say he went viral.

And there were a lot of officials and very high offices who did not like that one bit. Jesus knew that his ministry, his teaching, was becoming dangerous even though he was only teaching good things. So, one evening he gathered his students who were called apostles together for one last supper and one last lesson to say goodbye. He knew that he would be killed soon.

“I can see all obstacles in my way.”

And he was right. The next day, he was sentenced to death in a horrific way. He was a victim of what you might call the unfair court procedures and excessive sentencing of the criminal injustice system of his day. He was dead by nightfall. Friday, the Sabbath. His followers, His parents, his family, his mother were devastated with grief. They didn’t understand how or why this could happen.

“Gone are the dark clouds that had me fly.”

Dark clouds of grief followed them over the Sabbath and throughout the next night, then on Sunday morning some of the women went to the tomb where they had left his body to prepare it for final burial, only to find it empty. His body was gone and they didn’t know where it went. They, the women and his family and his students, began to see him and hear him in various places they gathered, as if he were still alive.

This is a common experience people have, many people have, in the very first few days and weeks after someone dies. You might think you see someone out of the corner of your eye, or sitting in a favorite place, or think you hear them in the next room or in a crowd. I know this has happened to me and I’ve heard many stories of others experiencing the same.

Eventually the people who loved him realized that they could make it now, that the pain was disappearing or at least easing with time. They came to understand that even though Jesus was no longer with them and they could no longer see or hear him, they could still remember him. And they could still tell the stories that he had told and keep his memory alive in new ways. And they began to have hope.

“Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for.”

Now here we are, almost 2,000 years later, still telling the stories that Jesus told, still remembering Jesus, still celebrating with joy this holiday that we now call Easter. Still insisting, still insisting that even if some people take Jesus’ words and teachings and twist them so far as to be unrecognizable, no one can take our memories or our joy or our understanding of what his life meant away.

We are gonna celebrate his life and his ministry and his teachings today. Are you ready?

“It’s gonna be a bright, bright, sunshiney day.”

All righty everybody now let’s join in together. Dance, sing, wave your arms.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

Go in peace with love in your hearts, kindness on your lips and compassion at your fingertips. Blessing all others as you yourselves are now blessed. Amen and blessed be.

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
March 23, 2025
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Join us for a restful service full of stories and music about finding Holy Ground. Rev. Michelle LaGrave weaves together a tapestry of stories accompanied by the atmospheric/symphonic stylings of music guests Thor & Friends. Take some time for rest and reflection in the midst of an increasingly chaotic world.

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

by Macrina Wiederkehr (adapted)

My bare feet walk the earth reverently for everything keeps crying.
Take off your shoes.
The ground you stand on is holy.
The ground of your being is holy.

When the wind sings through the pines like a breath of God, awakening you to the sacred present, take off your shoes.

When the sun rises, coloring your world with dawn, put on your garment of adoration, take off your shoes.

When the red maple drops its last leaf of summer, wearing its burning bush robes no longer, read between its barren bushes and take off your shoes.

When a new person comes into your life like a mystery about to unfold, and you find yourself marveling over the frailty and splendor of every human being, take off your shoes.

When, during the wee hours of the night, You drive slowly into the new day and the morning’s fog, like angel wings, hovers mysteriously above you, take off your shoes.

Take off your shoes of distraction.
Take off your shoes of ignorance and blindness.
Take off your shoes of hurry and worry.
Take off anything that prevents you from being a child of wonder.
Take off your shoes.

The ground you stand or sit or walk or roll-on is holy.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

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Story for all ages

“MOSES”

So, I’m going to tell you a story today that is really, really old. People have been telling this story for more than 2 ,000 years, and eventually it got written down in both the Jewish Bible, also known as the Hebrew Scriptures, or the Torah, and the Christian Bible in what is called the Old Testament. It’s a story about someone called Moses.

So Moses was living with his wife and his father-in-law in an area near Mount Horab, and he was taking care of his father-in-law’s sheep. His father-in-law was the priest of Midian, and he was taking care of the sheep, which means that he was sort of following them around and making sure that nothing bad happened to the sheep. He was acting as a shepherd. So he was wandering around in the wilderness with his father-in-law’s sheep, and Then, for whatever reason, he decided to take a little detour and head up on Mount Horab with all the sheep, and that was a mountain that was known as the mountain of God.

And while he was walking on the mountain, all of a sudden he saw a bush that looked like it was on fire. But, Even though it looked like it was on fire, the bush wasn’t burning up. All the leaves were still green. Pretty weird, huh? So Moses said to himself, “I must turn aside and go over and look at this bush that is burning but not burning up.” And you know what he saw when he looked at the bush? It wasn’t really on fire. There was an angel in the bush, and it wasn’t one of those angels that we think of today with a white gown and white wings and a golden halo. It was an angel that looked like it was on fire. It was so bright, it was hard to look at the angel.

And then, as if that weren’t enough, all of a sudden, Moses heard the voice of God. And God said, “Moses, Moses.” And Moses said, “Here I am.” And then God said, “Come no closer. Remove the sandals from your feet because the place you are standing on is holy ground.” So Moses took off his sandals.

And God said, “I am God, the God of your father, the God of Abraham and Isaac and Jacob and he had to tell him which God he was because back then they believed that different people had different gods so he had to identify himself and Moses got afraid and hid his face because back then people thought that if you looked at God you might die. So God was, so Moses was really afraid. God is talking to him. This bush is not really on fire. He’s hiding his face. He’s got his sandals off.

So, God then said, “I have seen the misery of my people who are slaves in Egypt, and I am going to send you, Moses, to free them from slavery.”

And Moses said, “What if they don’t believe me? “What if they don’t Think that I’m really coming from you. I don’t I don’t even know who you are, What do I tell them? What is your name? and God said “I am who I am.” which it sounds a little interesting in English. In Hebrew what they wrote down is the four letters, the four consonants of God’s name, which are Yodhe, Vavhe, and which looks kind of like, sounds kind of like YVHV in English.

But you know what, they didn’t write down the vowels. So nobody really knows how to say it anyway. So now we just call God “God”.

But he said, “I am who I am. Tell them, tell those people, my people down in Egypt who are in slavery, I am has sent me to you.” This is my name forever and my title for all generations.

The reason this is important today is Two things. We’re talking about holy ground through the whole rest of the service. But also, do you remember a couple of weeks ago we had a child dedication. And, in a couple of weeks, Easter and Passover are coming up. And so we’re going to have the baby parade that we always have on Easter. But before that, we’re going to have another child dedication for, I don’t know, at least three more kids. I’m not sure how many yet.

Do you remember what we did at the beginning of the child dedication, those of you who are here? before we made the promises to the children, before we told them that we would look out for them and take care of them and help them learn and grow. The first thing we did, We said the child’s name. We asked the parents what is the name of your child and they gave us the child’s full name.

So naming is very important. When Moses learned the name of God, God told him he was standing on holy ground. And when we learn your names, when you are dedicated and then we make promises to you, we are also on holy ground. It’s a really special and sacred moment in the time of your life and we’re gonna promise to take care of you all the way until you’re grown up and then you’re gonna help take care of the kids who come next.

Story

BY Stephen Huyle

A damp chill pervades the air as Amita wends her way down the dark street to the river. For warmth, she pulls her sari about her head and adjusts her light wool shawl more tightly around her shoulders. Then she reaches down with both hands to pull her two young children along with her. They stumble sleepily as she guides them through the narrow passageways. Just above the river, she stops quickly to buy a small lamp made of a curled dry leaf. In its center, a dob of clarified butter holds a wick.

The three sidle through the huddled bodies of unidentifiable figures and down the ancient stone steps that run as far as they can see along the river’s edge. Steps grooved through centuries of use, and then the black expanse of the river fills their gaze and they slip off their sandals and walk down the last steps into the icy cold water.

The children are reluctant, their teeth chattering, their mother is determined, intent on fulfilling this ritual which begins each day of her life. They wash their bodies and their clothes with soap. All the while the sky has been lightening.

Across the river, the promise of sunrise turns the water from deep purple to rich blues tinged with orange, the shivering three steps again into the water, which now seems warm compared to the biting air. Amita is immersed to her knees, Minu and Bablu to their waists. Together they sing prayers to the goddess Ganga, who is also the river.

They visualize her magnificence, her nurturing presence as the purifier and mother of all existence. With a match, Minu lights the small leaf lamp and gently floats it out before them. At that moment, the sun’s first rays peek above the sandy horizon. And they begin singing to the sun god Sarya, the source of all energy, the great provider.

Story

“EMILY”

There once was a cow named Emily, a very frightened cow, who found herself in a slaughterhouse. She was next in line when all of a sudden, the lunch whistle blew and the workers took a break.

Well, Emily saw her chance and made her own break for it, leaping in a very uncow-like manner, right over a five foot high fence and heading for the woods. When she got to the woods, she ran with a herd of deer, all the while eluding capture by both Slaughterhouse workers and the local police.

Meanwhile, and unbeknownst to Emily, Emily’s escape made headlines. People everywhere heard Emily’s story and fell in love with the cow who had rescued herself from imminent death. In the midst of all this hubbub, a group of people came together to try to rescue Emily and after some negotiation, she was purchased for a dollar. Later, when Emily’s saviors pulled up to the edge of the woods with their truck and after having wandered in the wilderness for 40 days. Emily was ready for her ordeal to end. Encouraged with some buckets of grain, Emily walked up the ramp and was brought to her new home on the grounds of the Peace Abbey in a town called Sherborn in Massachusetts.

Emily lived for several more years and was credited by many as a teacher of love and compassion and a source of inspiration for change and growth. When Emily eventually died, she was buried on the grounds of the Peace Abbey, not far from a statue of Gandhi. Her grave is now marked by a bronze life-sized statue and clippings from her hair and a sacred thread from her ear have been released in the Ganges River. People still make pilgrimages to visit her grave.

Story

“FERRY BEACH”

It is summer, and I am spending the week at Ferry Beach, one of our UU camp and conference centers located on the coast of Maine. I awake to a beautiful, bright, sunny, and warm day and head to the beach as soon as I am dressed. I cross the boardwalk, slip out of my flip-flops, and quickly head down to the water’s edge.

There I stand with my feet buried in the sand and the waves lapping at my legs. This is my favorite place to meditate and pray, while standing and gazing out over the vast expanse of the ocean.

This morning, though, the sun is exceptionally bright and since it is early, low on the water. The sun and the sun’s reflection on the water are so bright that I cannot see the ocean before me. When I try, my eyes hurt and water and I am forced to lower my head so that I see only my toes and the water surrounding me. In this posture I remain for a long time, recognizing the humility inherent in the pose, sensing its foreignness to both myself and my culture.

And I wonder, here I am, standing before the sun and the ocean, feeling the immense power of both, forced into an attitude of deference and humility, which I cannot choose to overcome, sure of turning and walking way. And I wonder, is this how Moses would have felt barefoot and face hidden standing before God? And I wonder, is this how Amida feels every morning of her life as she stands in the sacred waters of the river, bending to light and release her lamp. And I feel connected to those who have gone before me and will come after me, to those who also experience awe and wonder and humility. Eventually I turn and slowly climb up the beach, replace my sandals, wash my feet, and return to my daily study of routine and learning.

I return to the beach often. For me, these visits are a reenactment of my own sacred creation story. As I take off my shoes and move lightly and quickly down to the water’s edge, I return to the primordial waters, to the murky origins of myself and my species. As I play and swim, I remember my origins, back when my kind were still fish in the sea.

When I finally emerge from the water and climb back up the beach, I wonder, at this struggle it always is to leave the water behind. And I imagine how difficult those first evolutionary transitions, those first climbs up onto the beach must have been. And I feel awe at those first changes from fish to amphibian. I think, then, that I understand the dolphin, a mammal who once on land chose to return to the sea. I understand for I too feel these urges, for I too feel the call of the deep, and I know. I know the power of this holy ground.

Message

In all of these stories, there is a common experience of standing or walking on holy ground. For Moses it is at Mount Horrib, for Amida in the River Ganges, for Emily and later her pilgrims on the grounds of the Peace Abby, for myself at the ocean’s edge.

At various times and in various ways we all visit holy ground. In doing so, some of us take off our shoes. Some of us come face-to-face with God. Some of us commune with the cosmos. Some of us come face-to-face with our own salvation.

I imagine there are many, many other stories about holy ground which I could tell. People of many faiths walk labyrinths, pagans cast circles, Hindus draw sacred diagrams called kolams near the entryways of their homes. Surgeons place special covers over their shoes before entering operating rooms. Walking, standing, rolling, or simply being on holy ground is a common human experience, one that many of us share.

When we visit holy ground, we experience awe and wonder. We ponder the great mysteries of life. We feel the force of evolution. We sense the power which emerges from our collective humanity, the power of change and growth, of inspiration and creativity and of love. We need not embark on a pilgrimage to far off lands to visit Holy Ground. Holy Ground is available to us at all times and in all places.

Holy Ground is here in this sanctuary; out there in the art gallery; around the corner at Howson Hall where we visit with each other after the service; down that hallway there where the children meet for classes and staff work to fulfill the mission of this congregation; out on the playgrounds and in the youth room; in your homes, and in so many, many places.

It is we who must set an intention to understand the ground we happen upon is holy. It is we who must pay attention. An experience of the sacred of the Holy is available to us at any time, anywhere. When I received my call to ministry, I was not at a pilgrimage to a sacred site or standing at the ocean’s edge. I was sitting at my dining room table reading a magazine. Moving to an Understanding of the ground we find ourselves upon as sacred or holy grounds can feel risky. And it’s not a journey to be undertaken lightly.

When we visit holy grounds, we confront the nature of life and death. We gain insight. We become self-aware. We come face-to-face with those parts of ourselves and others we had not previously known. We realize our human nature. We may even come to know God.

Where is your holy ground? Where do you take off your shoes? When do you bow your head?

As Unitarian Universalists, it is our religious duty to follow the paths each of us finds sacred to ourselves. These paths are incredibly diverse, take many forms and lead in many directions. They are all holy. As together we navigate the triumphs and tribulations of this great mystery we call human life. We are blessed to be able to join together in this community of faith, which honors such divergent understandings of the human, of the divine, of the holy. May we be so blessed evermore.

Amen and blessed be.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

Open your eyes, your ears, your hearts, your minds, your spirits. The ground you sit, stand, walk, roll, dance, crawl upon is holy. As you remember, as you leave this place, remember you are blessed. The holy, the sacred, is available to you at all times and in all places. Go forth, blessing all others as you yourselves are now blessed. Amen and blessed be.

SERMON INDEX

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
March 16, 2025
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Rest has long been a spiritual practice or even a religious mandate of many people. Yet, life can feel so busy that we imagine there is no time to rest. How might we come to a better sense of balance in our lives that honors the need to rest?

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

YOU ARE NEVER ALONE
by Sharon Wylie

It is okay to be tired of change
It is okay to be tired of everything different
Okay to feel weary of resiliency and wholeness and learning and growth
And okay to yearn simply for rest
It’s okay to be grouchy and unsatisfied
And all the ordinary human ways of being that we are
Let this morning be a reminder that you are loved
Let our time together soothe what is restless in you
May you be comforted in knowing that whatever you are
feeling today and other days
You are not alone. You are never alone.

Come, let us worship together.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

Reading

REST IS RESISTANCE: A MANIFESTO (Excerpted)
by Tricia Hersey

Tricia Hersey, also known as The Nap Bishop, is the founder of The Nap Ministry. Hersey makes a historical connection between slavery and contemporary grind culture and views rest as one form of reparations for Black people. She holds a Master of Divinity degree as well as a bachelor’s degree in Public Health.

Everything we know about rest has been tainted by the brainwashing from a white supremacist, capitalist system. As a culture, we don’t know how to rest, and our understanding of rest has been influenced by the toxicity of grind culture. We believe rest is a luxury, privilege, and an extra treat we can give to ourselves after suffering from exhaustion and sleep deprivation. Rest isn’t a luxury, but an absolute necessity if we’re going to survive and thrive. Rest isn’t an afterthought, but a basic part of being human. Rest is a divine right. Rest is a human right. We come into the world prepared to love, care, and rest. The systems kill us slowly via capitalism and white supremacy. Rest must interrupt. Like hope, rest is disruptive, it allows space for us to envision new possibilities. We must reimagine rest within a capitalist system.

Sermon

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The Torah, the Tanakh, the Hebrew Scriptures, the Christian Bible, whatever it is you call these most ancient of the Jewish and Christian texts, they all begin, as most stories do, bear a sheet and The first story that is told about the creation of the world of our world and How after six days of work? God rested on the seventh God rested. God who some theologians later came to describe as omnipotent, got tired and had to rest.

So I ask if God, Godself, can get tired and need to rest, who are we not to? Who are we to say that we don’t need to rest, that there’s too much to be done that we can rest later. After X, Y, and Z things have been done, of course. Who are we to tie our self -worth, our sense of value, into how much and how quickly we get things done?

Notice the words I’ve used here, self-worth, and value. These are also monetary terms, which is no accident. Our Western Judeo and Christian history of laboring for people other than ourselves or our own communities is long and fraught and goes back to ancient times. When God gave Moses the Ten Commandments, God took some extra time to specify exactly what God meant by saying, “On the seventh day, you should rest.” Not just you should rest, but your sons and your daughters, your male and your female slaves, your livestock and alien residents in your community. Everyone must refrain from work. Everyone must rest. No exceptions.

We know why, right? Because people are people, even ancient times, and because we know that somebody was going to try to get away with resting themselves while requiring other people to work.

In more recent history, our track record is no better and likely worse. With the rise of capitalism as it moves through its various stages, much of this nation’s wealth was created by people who were oppressed in many ways, especially blacks who were enslaved, but also indigenous people who were enslaved, white indentured servants, and white people who did not own property and could not vote, which included all women and all children for centuries.

The dominant culture of our nation has valued production, the more, the better, the faster, in terms of creating wealth. And it has done so for centuries, regardless of the cost, the cost, or the toll, the toll, more monetary terms. It has taken on human bodies and human souls. The more wealth, the better. The faster we acquire the wealth, the better.

And this has spilled over into our other aspects of our lives as well. Not just the creation of wealth, but also the arts. Think of ballet, the ballerinas with bleeding feet for our entertainment. Sports, think of any of them, but especially football, even our learning. The more difficult, the better, the higher numerical grade, the better, the faster we move ahead, the better, and our academia. The more journal articles and books published, the better, the more the better. It is all over the place.

So what do we do about all of this?

• The first thing is to acknowledge that this idea, this value, the more the better, is one aspect of the dominant culture in our country.
• Next thing is to acknowledge that this aspect, the more the better, is a problem. It exists and it’s a problem.
• And finally, the work is to dismantle this aspect of our culture. Stop putting such a high value on the more the better.

After all, look at where it’s gotten us. to right here, exactly where we are with billionaires running our country, some of them not even elected.

And for those of you who haven’t picked up on it yet or aren’t familiar with the work of Tima Okun and others, I am talking about dismantling one of the toxins of white supremacy culture. I know that phrase white supremacy culture is really hard. It’s really challenging and difficult. So I talk about dominant culture instead a lot. But it’s the same thing. To do this, it is helpful to look to the leadership of those who have been most adversely impacted by this culture, by toxins like the more, the better, the faster, the better. Enter Trisha Hersey, author of the reading you shared with us earlier today from her book, This is resistance, a manifesto.

Slowing down our grind culture, turning away from the focus on production, dismantling the constant push of the more, the better. It’s not only good for our bodies and our souls, it is also an act of resistance. A bill of reparations owed, an act of allyship, and a deeply theological imperative.

One of the places we have begun this work is right here in our church, because the more the better has been true here, right? We count the number of programs the church offers. we count the number of people who show up to a program at the church. We count the number of minutes there are in a sermon or a worship service. And we make judgments on those. The sermon’s probably the only one which the longer the better might not hold true. (audience laughing) The exception to prove the rule. And by the way, this morning will be shorter than my usual so that you have a little more time to rest on your Sunday.

I know. I know how much there is to be done in all of our lives and in this country and in this world and from so many, many perspectives, I know how easy it is to feel a sense of overwhelm. I feel it, too. I struggle with finding enough rest, too. Sometimes that’s why we preach these sermons, is because we need to preach to ourselves. This is one of those cases.

We all feel the overwhelm, and we should know that we aren’t the first to feel this way. When the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. felt the weight of the struggle for change and justice, and its attendant exhaustion, and the fear for his own life that he lived under. He turned to a particular hymn, his favorite, “Precious Lord, Take My Hands,” which we will sing together shortly.

And as you go forth a little bit later today, after eating some pie, I encourage you to continue to explore. We began with our kids earlier today, the many, many ways of resting. Sleep, yeah. Sure, get plenty of that, but not just sleep. Find other ways to rest, too. And as you do, remember that in your resting and in your insistence upon rest, you are doing the work of the resistance. You are not taking a break from doing the work of the resistance; by resting, you are resisting.

May it be so. Amen and Blessed be.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

by Tricia Hersey

You are worthy of rest. We don’t have to earn rest. Rest is not a luxury, a privilege, or a bonus we must wait for once we are burned out … Rest is not a privilege because our bodies are still our own, no matter what the current systems teach us. The more we think of rest as a luxury, the more we buy into the systematic lies of grind culture. Our bodies and Spirits do not belong to capitalism, no matter how it is theorized and presented. Our divinity secures this, and it is our right to claim this boldly

Whether you are a resistor, or an ally, or a little bit of both, … Go, boldly claiming your divine right to rest and in doing so, bless all others as you yourselves are blessed.

Amen and Blessed Be.

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
March 9 2025
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Trust is an important component of beloved community. How are communities of trust built? kept? restored? What does it look like when a community leads with trust in each other and the greater community?

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

THE LONGING FOR SOMETHING MORE
by Gretchen Haley

Every little thing that breaks your heart
is welcome here
We’ll make a space for it
Give it its due time
and praise
for the wanting it represents
the longing for something more,
some healing hope that remains
not
yet

We promise no magic
no making it all better
But offer only this circle of trust
This human community
that remembers
Though imperfectly
that sings and prays
though sometimes
awkwardly

This gathering that loves,
though not yet enough
We’re still practicing
After all,
still learning,
still in need of help
and partners
Still becoming
able
to receive
all this beauty
and all these gifts
we each bring

Come, let us worship together.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

First Reading

LIFT OUR VOICES #120
by Erica Hewitt

I don’t have anything to say.

Well, I do, but it might not be interesting to anyone.

I have secrets inside of me and struggles, and I don’t know if I’m ready to share them.

I want to hear what you have to say.

I want to speak of the deepest things together.

I want to hear what you dream about, what you hope for.

I want to know how you have come to arrive at this resting point along your journey.

What if I speak and you don’t understand me?

I will listen and listen again until my hearing becomes understanding.

What if I can’t find the words to share the world inside of me?

I believe that wise words will emerge from you.

How can I trust you to hold my life’s stories? You, who I may not even know.

By knowing that as I receive part of your story, I will give you part of mine.

How will this work? What will happen? What awaits us?

We can find out anything by beginning.

Let us begin to listen and trust and to deeply know one another.

May it be so.

Second Reading

by adrienne maree brown

trust the people who move towards you and already feel like home.
trust the people to let you rest.
trust the people to do everything better than you could have imagined.
trust the people and they become trustworthy.
trust that the people are doing their work to trust themselves.
trust that each breach of trust can deepen trust or clarify boundaries.
trust the people who revel in pleasure after hard work.
trust the people who let children teach, remind us how to emote,
be still, and laugh.
trust the people who see and hold your heart.
trust the people who listen to the whales.
trust the people and you will become trustworthy.
trust the people and show them your love.
trust the people.

Sermon

NOTE: This is an edited ai generated transcript.
Please forgive any omissions or errors.

This morning I Will begin with an assertion Followed by many many questions Which in turn are sprinkled with a few stories and Almost no answers Our topic today is trust, specifically building communities of trust. And it is one that is particularly tender during this time, I think. And we are going to sort of preach this sermon together. So are you ready for something a little different, a little more participatory? We’ve got things for the introverts and for the extroverts today.

My assertion is this. Trust is an essential component of beloved community. If trust is not present, beloved community is not possible. Beloved community or communities are communities of trust, trust like beloved community must be built, created, and when broken restored. The higher the level of trust, the closer we come to true beloved community.

So I’ll repeat my assertion because this is the foundation of what we are going to do together this morning and it was kind of a lot packed into a few sentences. Trust is an essential component of beloved community. If trust is not present, beloved community is not possible. Beloved community, or communities, while we’re working on the greater community, are communities of trust. And trust, like beloved community, must be built, created, and when broken, restored. The higher the level of trust, the closer we come to true beloved community.

So my first questions, these are for the introverts because I’ll say them a couple of times and then I’ll pause for a few moments of quiet reflection. We have ideas about what beloved community might mean that come from the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and it has been many decades since we lost Dr. King and so ideas about beloved community have evolved since then.

So what does beloved community mean to you? And what is the role of trust in building Beloved Community? What does Beloved Community mean to you? Now, today. And what is the role of trust?

Next questions. How do we build trust? How do we create it? This is the participatory part where we get some ideas flowing. Reverend Aaron will call on a few people, let’s say maybe three, to share their ideas and then repeat what they’ve said into the microphone so we can all hear both in this room and online.

For those of you who are online, you can type your thoughts into the chat if that’s available to you and your method and begin a parallel discussion to ours here in the sanctuary. So here are the questions again. How do we build trust? In other words, where trust is already present, how do we increase or build our level of trust with each other? And how do we create trust? In other words, when we meet people for the first time or they are new to us, how do we begin the process of trusting each other? How do we build? How do we create trust? Some ideas.

So I think you can create trust with new people by using the platinum rule to treat others the way they want to be treated. And if people see that you treat them the way that they like to be treated, they might trust you more. Awesome.

Okay, Nick said that with new people in particular, but with anyone, right, we can create trust with the platinum rule. And if you haven’t heard of the platinum rule, that’s treat others the way they would like to be treated, right? So that requires us to invite them to tell us and to notice how they’d like to be treated. Thank you, Nick.

LP, who has an amazing bow, said that one way that we can build communal trust is through shared cooking and that sacred process of breaking bread together. Thank you.

Inconveniencing yourself for others so that people know when they really do need to ask that you’ve demonstrated that they won’t be a burden and you’re willing to do things. So did I kind of get that close? Awesome, thank you.

Russell said, “To really sincerely be open when you meet someone to demonstrate that sincerity and openness in your listening.” And I felt that in your responsiveness as well, a quality of presence and openness. Thank you all, thank you.

Thank you. Those are some wonderful ideas to get started.

• So yes, we can allow ourselves to be known. We can share our stories, we can open ourselves to those more vulnerable places inside that go even deeper, help us move even deeper into relationship.
• We can listen deeply without judging, without interrupting, without spending our time while listening, actually planning to say what we’re going to, how we’re going to respond.
• We can hold confidences when they are shared with us.
• We can act with integrity, which is one of our UU values.

And I think we can see, without my saying too much about it, why if my assertion about trust is true, our chalice circles and wellspring groups, which for those of you who are new, are small group ministries where people share deeply about monthly themes like trust, which is this month’s theme, are so important. They’re not just important for our spiritual growth, but also for building trust and building the health of our community.

So, I have a story. Long ago, just before I headed out to seminary, I was a preschool teacher. And one day I was presented with an opportunity to get to know one of the teachers better. I shared with her, confidentially, that I had felt called to ministry and would be going to seminary in the fall. Not long after that conversation, I got called to the office and asked about my future plans. The other teacher had betrayed my trust and shared with the director that I would be leaving.

An uncomfortable conversation ensued and I shared my plans with the director in a way and with a timing that I had not chosen. I was hurt and what I thought of as a newly developing friendship was damaged. I later came to understand that she was operating out of what she thought of as the best interests of the students and the school. She did not want me to wait too long to share my news and risk my position going unfilled. Of course, I would have preferred she come to me with her concern and share that and encourage me to share my news instead of doing it for me.

But I need to honor within myself that she did have good intentions. And what she did not know was that I was considering two options, one that would have required me to move away and live on campus and leave my position as a teacher and the other which was nearby and would have allowed me to take classes in the evening and maintain my job teaching during the day for the next few years. I had not shared my plans with the director because I had not yet decided which path I would take to becoming a minister. And then I felt rushed in making that decision because the director then wanted to know.

At the time, I did not have the skills to address this break in relationship with the other teacher. If I had I would have asked her to share with me why she made the decision she did and listen to what she had to say and then I would have shared my perspective including my feelings of hurt and betrayal and also the missing information she did not have and then to ask if there was a way we could restore our relationship.

So I’m not naive. I think few of us are. We know that every time we choose to trust, we are choosing risk. There is always the possibility that confidences will be broken, that our trust will be betrayed. Trust is broken in ways little and big all the time. We are imperfect humans. The key is to trust each other enough to work to restore trust, to do the work of repair, and to know that sometimes this doesn’t happen, that the work of repair doesn’t happen, that people can and do decline our overtures to restore relationship. And still we must find a way to be at peace with their decision, a decision which is outside of our control. And yet still all remain in beloved community together.

We also want to acknowledge that sometimes in certain very extreme circumstances we really need to shift how we understand trust for our own spiritual and mental health. There are, after all, people who are sociopaths and psychopaths out there in this world. Yes, I’m using the lay terms here.

In these circumstances, when someone is incapable of being trustworthy in the way we usually think of trustworthiness, we can still trust them to be who they actually are. I learned this from speaking with someone recently about the challenge of finding hope within our current political climate. She shared with me that she trusts a particular leader to mess up so badly at some point that he will actually wind up creating an opening for change. She trusts him to be who he actually is instead of who she wishes he would be, and she does it in a way that creates hope. She trusts him to mess up, to create the opening, and therein lies the hope.

By the way, since this is a sermon after all, faith is actually trust, plus an element of the transcendent. Whether that is God or some universal force bigger than ourselves. So it would also be appropriate if you’d like to think of all of this in the terms of the word faith.

So returning to relationships here in this congregation, in this community, with people being people, with people being imperfect, with people being prone to messing up unintentionally or otherwise. Can we trust that when trust is broken, as it will be, that we have a covenant and a team and processes that can help us find a way through to restoring relationships?

Can we trust that when we do the work of restoration, Sometimes we don’t do it as well or as smoothly as we’d like, and yet there still is integrity to engaging that process. Can we trust that this congregation or whatever other setting you may find yourself in is healthy enough to allow for places of discomfort, such as when apologies or olive branches are not immediately accepted. Can we trust this congregation, this community, to still hold and love us all, to know and accept that we all belong even in our imperfection.

There’s a lot to think about and I don’t have all of the answers. I am looking to all of you to help with finding the answers within. Especially since I will be leaving soon and this will remain your community, but not mine. I will say that I do believe you can do this, that I have faith in all of you.

One last story, and then a final challenge. I once worked at a church as an interim. You know that I’ve moved from church to church to church traveling around the country doing this interim work specialized work. And as usual I began with a startup workshop where a consultant from the UUA’s regional office came in and worked with all of us about roles and responsibility and making sure we had clarity about who had the authority and expectation to do what between the minister and the board and the congregation and the RE teacher. So in this case, the consultant asked the assembled group, the congregation, if it was okay for the ministers to speak up on their have. This was meant to be a provocative question that would open a great deal of discussion. Instead, the response was, “Yeah, of course. We trust our ministers to speak up for us.” The consultant was a bit flabbergasted because most of our congregations do not allow for this.

And this is where the challenge comes in. First UU is one of those congregations that prohibits its ministers from speaking up in public on their behalf. Ministers are free only to speak for themselves. It’s a little bit of splitting hairs when you’re out there in public to say I speak only for myself, but I am the minister of this congregation. People don’t really hear it that way anyway. This has been how it has been in most UU congregations. But I wonder, I wonder if it’s time for a change. We are living in a world and in a nation which is rapidly changing. We are living in a time of rising fascism.

The prohibition of ministers speaking up on behalf of their congregations may have served its purpose and its time, and there may have been reasons for it, good, valid reasons. But is it still helpful now? Does this time call for something different? For a new way of being in the world? What would it be like to trust your ministers to speak up with the full weight of the congregation behind them? Out there in the public square while we are fighting authoritarianism and fascism.

What would it be like to trust your ministers to be able to speak up immediately about the wrongs they see in the world and in this nation without having to go through a many months long process of congregational discernment and resolution making. What would it be like to trust your ministers to be able to judge for themselves when a particular issue is too sensitive to speak out about immediately and to trust that the ministers will take you through that process of congregational discernment when necessary. What would it be like to be able to trust on this level?

There are stories in this congregation and in all of our congregations about ministers being human, that’s a rumor, from making relatively minor mistakes to doing serious harm to outright misconduct. What would it look like for a congregation, for this congregation, to fully heal from the past, to accept that mistakes were made, that problems arose, and then to trust that a new way can be made.

This, by the way, especially for those of you visiting with us today, applies just as well to our families and our workplaces as it does our congregation. What would you as a congregation or some other group of people be able to do in this world if your leaders were well and fully trusted? What would you be able to do in this world if you well and fully trusted each other?

I don’t have all the answers for you. Just a few ideas and a lot of questions. What I do know, though, is that whatever you would be able to do with this level of trust would be nothing short of absolutely transformative, just like it says right up there in your mission. Transform lives. And I have faith that this community can find a way.

Amen and blessed be.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

May we remember that trust, like love, grows in small moments:
In promises kept and confidences held,
In boundaries respected and amends made,
In showing up again and again.
May we be brave enough to risk trust,
Patient enough to build it slowly,
And gentle with ourselves and others when it breaks.
Amen.

by the Rev. Angeline C. Jackson

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
February 23, 2025
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Rev. Michelle will reflect on this month’s theme of inclusivity and what this means for our mission of doing justice. So often we think about doing justice so that all will be included. But what might it look like to include all in doing justice?

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

WE GATHER TOGETHER

We arrive
as individuals as couples
as families
as neighbors
as friends

We got here by walking by biking
by riding
by driving
by connecting

We bring with us
our joys and our sorrows
our laughter and our tears
our worries and our fears
our questions and our beliefs
our ethics and our values

A ceramic mug of coffee sits on a table
next to an open laptop,
showing many people in Zoom cells.
Some of us
arrived early this morning
or joined us ten minutes ago
or encountered obstacles on their way
or will arrive just in time for the sermon
or will sign online later this week or even next month

We
are sitting in pews
leaning on walkers or canes
stretching in the aisles
settling in wheelchairs
and relaxing in recliners

We, members, friends, and visitors alike,
come from many paths
and join together as one congregation,
to lift up our highest ideals.

We have gathered.
Now, let us worship.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

First Reading

Micah 6: 6-8

Micah asks on behalf of the people: “With what shall I come before the Lord and bow myself before God on high? Shall I come before him with burnt offerings, with calves a year old?

Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, with ten thousands of rivers of oil? Shall I give my firstborn for my transgression, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?”

Micah answers on behalf of God: He has told you, O mortal, what is good, and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice and to love kindness and to walk humbly with your God?

Second Reading

History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, but if faced
With Courage, need not be lived again.

Lift up your eyes upon,
The day breaking for you.
Give birth again,
to the dream.

– Maya Angelou

Sermon

NOTE: This is an edited ai generated transcript.
Please forgive any omissions or errors.

Micah was a prophet who lived in ancient Israel during the 8th century BCE. His hometown was a small village called Morsheth, not too far from Jerusalem, and he lives in a time of rapid change. Much like we are today.

Commerce was expanding, Trade was increasingly moving away from a barter system and toward a monetary system. Fraudulent weights and measures had become common. Land was being accumulated in large quantities by the hands of wealthy landowners and at the expense of small farmers. And the gap between rich and poor was increasing greatly and rapidly. The powerful dictated what they desired. Judges and other officials are taking bribes, people are lying, and the families, families are falling apart due to lack of trust in each other.

Does any of this sound familiar?

Micah lived during a time of rising power, wealth, and corruption. And so he went out into the marketplace and prophesied. During ancient times, people brought other people to court for breach of covenant and were heard by a judge. In Micah, as elsewhere in the Hebrew Scriptures, God brought the people of ancient Israel to court and indicted them for breach of covenant with the mountains, the hills, and the earth for witnesses, similar to the ways in which human courts worked. In God’s case they were out of covenant, out of right relationship with God. Of what were the people guilty of? Injustice. Injustice in the land was flourishing.

And so the people cried out as we still tend to do during a crisis, atheist or not, and ask, “What does God want from me? What do you want from me, world, universe? What do you want from us? How much would you take from us? Everything we have and more?” And Micah reminded the people that God has already told them what is good, What is required of them? And that is to do justice and to love kindness and to walk humbly with their God.

Micah’s story is an age-old story and one we are in many ways reliving today, though now the threat of our own government comes from within and not from the Assyrian Empire. And Micah’s answer to the people is still a good one, a good lesson for us today. We are to do justice, love, kindness, and walk humbly, which in, you know, 3,000 years ago language meant remain in covenant, walk humbly, remain in covenant with the holy.

So today I’d like to talk just a little bit about why it is we do justice as Unitarian Universalists. At least enough to establish that doing justice is well within our living tradition. Micah is only one of many examples from the Hebrew scriptures, which are sacred to both Judaism and Christianity, of justice-seeking as a requirement of being in right relationship with the divine. Jesus’s ministry as well was a liberatory one and his teachings are foundational to Unitarianism and Universalism which both emerged out of Christianity.

Over time, our theological underpinnings have expanded as more and more people have joined us from more and more faith traditions and backgrounds, and as we have continued to grow in our spiritual and theological understandings. Today, justice is one of Unitarian Universalism’s shared values. We have covenanted with each other, congregation to congregation, to work to be diverse, multicultural, beloved communities where all thrive, to dismantle racism and all forms of systemic oppression, and to support the use of inclusive democratic processes within our congregations, our association, and society at large. That’s right in our bylaws, in our Unitarian Universalist Associations bylaws.

Finally, let us not forget that doing justice is right up there on our wall in this congregation’s mission statement. Together we nourish souls, transform lives and do justice to build the beloved community. So having established that we are indeed a justice-seeking, justice-building, justice-creating, justice-making people, let’s who it is that does or does not do all of this justice-making and how it gets done.

At times, I’m a little sad to say this, it seems that within Unitarian Universalism, and I imagine elsewhere, the loudest voices for justice are all about marches and protests and visiting legislators at the Capitol and sit-ins and die-ins and civil disobedience that results in arrest.

Do you know what all these have in common? Anyone want to guess? They require people to either be able-bodied or to put their disabled bodies on the line at a much higher, higher risk than is generally taken by non-disabled people. Yes, that includes even visiting legislators at the Capitol.

I tried to do this once. Earlier during my time here in Austin, I wanted to visit the Texas State Capitol. So, being physically disabled, I did my usual research into what I would need to know to visit a new place I had never been.

First, I found out that there was a special webpage called Capital Accessibility Services with all of the information that I would need. And right at the top of that page was an assurance that all capital, capital extension and capital visitor center facilities are accessible to persons with disabilities, as well as a link to an accessibility guide. Great, we’re off to a good start here.

Then, with further reading, I discovered that it was actually a considerable distance to walk from the parking garage to the building where I wanted to go and an even farther walk from that garage to the only accessible entrance to that building which was actually on the other farther side from the garage. In other words I’d have to walk all the way around the outside of the building to get inside without using any stairs or very many stairs.

Then I thought, well, I can rent a motorized scooter for the day. Most recently, I often use a rollator, but I have often used motorized scooters at large events and in large stores, though I don’t actually own one myself. No problem, I thought. There are rental places which will deliver a scooter to my destination. I don’t even have to figure out how to transport it there myself.

And then I read, motorized scooters are not allowed on the capital grounds. Okay, now that’s out too. So how am I supposed to get into the capital?

So, I kept reading. A wheelchair was the last option. To get it, I would have to walk from the parking garage to the visitor center, which was in the opposite direction of the Capitol building itself, get the wheelchair, and then wheel myself back past the parking garage and all the way around the Capitol building and to the other side to go in the accessible entrance. There was no way. I don’t have the arm strength for that. That’s why we have motorized scooters in addition to wheelchairs.

And then I realized that the only possible way I or anyone with limited leg mobility and arm strength could go to the Capitol was to be pushed in a wheelchair by someone else. My spouse Micah was unable to take me on that particular day and it was too late at night to call by that time and make arrangements with anyone else. Besides I wondered who could I ask? Who would be willing? I mean it’s a pretty big ask to call someone and ask them to spend the entire day with you pushing you around in a wheelchair. And what do people who don’t have anyone in their life who could help them do? And what about all the people who can only use a motorized scooter? There is no circumstance under which they could make a visit to the Capitol. Despite the website’s promises, this was not and is not accessibility.

I share this story, not, NOT, to get you all fired up and headed down to the capital to demand change on my or any disabled person’s behalf, but to give a glimpse into just a very little slice of only one person’s disabled life on only one evening trying to plan only one outing. There are many, many more stories out there with different or worse or better experiences than mine.

And there are many, many more of my own stories that I could share, but I chose this one because in it I was attempting to do justice while being disabled. People who are disabled need to be more than the subjects of doing justice. We need to also be full participants in justice-making.

The point I want to make today is that there are as many ways of doing justice as there are of being human. So, so many people are living in even greater than usual risk in this country today. Primarily people who are undocumented and people who are transgender and also people who are BIPOC, LGBTQ plus and disabled, as well as anyone who has a uterus and is able to get pregnant. We are living in a time of rising fascism and we are gonna need as many people as possible doing justice.

So it’s time to put away any of the old ideas about what it means to do justice the right way, or the best way, or the only way. We need lots of different kinds of justice-making, and we need justice-making and justice-doing to be as accessible as possible.

Some common justice-making actions are already pretty accessible to a lot, if not all people. Things like writing letters or making phone calls. There was a great example of a letter from one of our congregants, Denise Pierce, going around lately. In it, she called for a company, in a very positive way, to increase the accessibility of their website. She explained that she loved the company, really wanted to shop there, and why she wanted to shop there and then said that she would need them to make it more accessible for her in order for it to work.

There are lots of different ways, new or different ways that we can think about making justice-making more accessible. People can help with digital security or giving rides or digital communication or preparing food for justice organizers and events, and many, many other ways. We need to start thinking outside of the box.

Remember, we don’t have to make the entirety of any action or event fully accessible to everyone. That would be near impossible. But we can make different components of justice actions or events accessible in various ways for various needs so that more and more people are able to engage in a piece of the work. It is a duty, an imperative, doing justice in these times.

Here are just a few tips we can help make this happen just to get started.

• The first thing we need to do is accept that no one can fully know what it is like to live in another person’s body or to live another person’s life. Each of us has the right to determine the level of personal risk we are willing to undertake or not in any justice-making, justice-doing we take on and no one else has the right to make judgments about whether or not someone else should have taken more or less personal risk bodily or otherwise and this goes for everyone not just disabled folks.

• The second thing we need to do is to take care of our spiritual and emotional selves. We are facing tactics that are intentionally meant to overwhelm us or shut us down or cause us to freeze. We have a responsibility, a moral duty, to deal with the overwhelm so we can get unstuck and get moving in whatever ways we can and in whatever ways we do best. Take care of yourselves. Take care of each other. Give each other as much of a chance as possible to get unstuck and get unfrozen and get moving. We need as many of us to join the resistance as is possible. Every person and every action counts. No fake fights about our justice-making or anything else that might serve as a diversion from the moral, ethical, theological and spiritual imperative to do justice.

• The third thing we need to do is pay attention to inclusion in any of the social justice actions or events we are planning. If someone can’t march or sit or stand or hear or see or walk or whatever else it is very well, what can they do? If someone is in a greater risk category because they are undocumented or black or queer or all of the above or some combination of the above, what might they need to better or more fully participate? We might not know, and if we don’t know, let’s make the effort to find out.

So to recap, These are my three getting-started tips.

• Number one, we each get to assess our own level of personal risk, no second guessing by anyone else.
• Number two, we need to take care of ourselves and each other so we can, if possible, get unstuck and live up to our responsibility to do justice.
• And number three, pay attention to inclusion in any social justice events or actions we are planning.

By keeping love at the center, we can continue to widen the circle of concern farther and farther. And by including more and more people in the work of justice-making, we can do more justice.

As Maya Angelou says, “Let us give birth once again to the dream.”

May it be so. Amen and blessed be.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

In all of the ways that our bodies and our minds work, both literal and metaphorical, I say to you, go now in peace with love in your hearts, kindness on your lips, and compassion at your fingertips. Blessing all others as you yourselves are now blessed.

Amen and blessed be.

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
December 22, 2024
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

We join together for this annual tradition of song and holiday merriment.

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR?
by Quinn G. Caldwell

If you came to this place expecting a tame story, you came to the wrong place.

If you came for a story that does not threaten you, you came for a different story than the one we tell.

If you came to hear of the coming of a God who only showed up so that you could have a nice day with your loved ones, then you came for a God whom we do not worship here.

For even a regular baby is not a tame thing. And goodness that cannot threaten complacency and evil is not much good at all, and a God who would choose to give up power and invincibility to become an infant for you, certainly didn’t do it just you could have dinner.

But.

If you came because you think that unwed teenage mothers are some of the strongest people in the world.

If you came because you think that the kind of people who work third shift doing stuff you’d rather not do might attract an angel’s attention before you, snoring comfortably in your bed, would.

If you came because you think there are wise men and women to be found among undocumented travelers from far lands and that they might be able to show you God.

If you came to hear a story of tyrants trembling while heaven comes to peasants.

If you came because you believe that God loves the animals as much as the people and so made them the first witnesses to the saving of the world.

If you came for a story of reversals that might end up reversing you.

If you came for a tale of adventure and bravery, where strong and gentle people win, and the powerful and violent go down to dust, where the rich lose their money but find their lives and the poor are raised up like kings.

If you came to be reminded that God loves you too much to leave you unchanged.

If you came to follow the light even if it blinds you.

If you came for salvation and not safety, then: ah, my friends, you are in the right place.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

Reading

THE INNKEEPER
by Anne Dilenschneider

The innkeeper isn’t part of most Nativity sets. No one sings carols about innkeepers. There don’t seem to be any paintings that include them. But we can imagine the scene:

Bethlehem is crowded with people coming home for the census. It’s late at night when the innkeeper responds to a knock on the door and finds a young couple standing there. The woman is very pregnant. She and her spouse look exhausted.They’ve walked a hundred miles over rough, rocky terrain to get here from Nazareth.

The innkeeper is confronted with a dilemma. The inn is full; there just isn’t any more room. At the same time, the innkeeper knows that offering hospitality is part of being God’s people, because they had been sojourners and strangers in Egypt. That’s why the innkeeper has always made sure there’s an empty chair for an unexpected guest at the annual seder meal celebrating Passover.

What to do?

As a child, the innkeeper had learned the story of Abraham and Sarah welcoming three strangers into their home. After they made the strangers a lavish feast, the couple discovered their guests were messengers (“angels”) sent to bring great news: as laughable as it seemed, the elderly Sarah was going to have a baby. So, the innkeeper knows the tradition of entertaining strangers; the innkeeper knows strangers are messengers (“angels”) from God. Tonight there is a bedraggled and weary couple on this very doorstep.

What to do?

The innkeeper pulls the door to a bit, hastily assessing the situation. Is there any space, anywhere? The beds are all taken. There are even people sleeping on the floor. What to do? Is there any possible solution?

In a moment of inspiration, the innkeeper remembers the stable out behind the inn. It’s not much, but it’s some protection from the wind. No matter how bitter the weather may become, the heat from the animals will keep these guests warm.

The innkeeper flings open the door and welcomes the couple with a broad smile. There’s not much, but there’s a possibility. A stable. Will it suffice?

It does.

And the innkeeper saves the day.

Our Annual No Rehearsal Christmas Pageant

OPENING WORDS

The season of the winter solstice has been celebrated in one form or another for thousands of years.

A hundred different cultures have told stories about how the birth of their gods took place at this time of year.

In the Northern Hemisphere, we tell stories about how light, hope and life are returning to the world.

Darkness is good for rest and for root growth, but we also need light for growth and setting a direction, so, while we revere darkness, we humans also celebrate light.

Today we will present the Christian faith story, as Christianity is one of the sources of our UU faith.

It is the story of a special baby, a child of God as all babies are, a child called Jesus who became one of humanity’s great teachers.

As UUs, we know that we do not have to believe that the stories of our sacred texts are literally true to embrace the metaphorical wisdom that may be found within them.

In this way, we are able to reclaim such stories and retell them in ways that reflect our living tradition, for which revelation is not sealed.

Today this story is wrapped not only in swaddling clothes, but also in wonderful carols, which also contain some Earth-based Solstice elements.

THE CHRISTMAS STORY

Here is the Christmas story. It happened a very long time ago in a land far away. A couple named Joseph and Mary had to make a journey to the city of Bethlehem, because there was a new law that said everyone had to return to the city of their birth in order to pay their taxes.

Joseph was worried about Mary taking this trip as she was going to have a baby very soon, but Mary wanted to be with her husband for the birth of their first child. It was a long trip to Bethlehem, three full days of walking. Mary was glad when they could see the rooftops of Bethlehem in the distance.

“Joseph,” she said, “Let’s stay at the first inn we come to. I think our baby is almost ready to be born.”

But when they got to Bethlehem, they found the little town crowded with people. They stopped at the first inn they came to and knocked on the door. But the innkeeper told them, “I’m sorry, there is no more room here.” At the next inn the innkeeper said, “We’re full. Try the place three streets over. It’s bigger.” Joseph tried another place and another place, but everywhere it was the same story: “Sorry, no room for you here.”

Finally, when it was almost night, they saw a house at the edge of town with a light in the window. Joseph knocked at the door, and told the innkeeper, “Please help us. We need a place for the night. My wife is going to have a baby soon and I don’t think she can travel any farther.”

And the innkeeper said, “There’s no room in the inn, but don’t worry, we’ll find someplace for you.” The innkeeper showed Mary and Joseph to a quiet little barn where the animals were. It was clean and warm and smelled like sweet hay.

And on that very night in that barn in Bethlehem, their little baby was born. They named him Jesus. Mary and Joseph wrapped him in the soft swaddling cloth and made a little bed for him in the hay. That night, like every night, there were shepherds in the fields outside Bethlehem, watching the flocks of sheep. The shepherds were surprised and amazed by a very bright light in the sky and a strange song coming from nowhere and everywhere, all at once. It was angels and they were glorious!

After sharing the joyous news, the angels went to see the baby born in a stable in the city of Bethlehem to tell him hello. What a beautiful baby!

After the angels had gone away, the shepherds remembered what they had said, that a wonderful baby had been born and that they could find him by following the brightest star in the sky. So the shepherds all said to each other, “Let’s go look for that baby.” They had no trouble finding the stable, because of the bright star, and sure enough, there inside were Mary and Joseph, watching over their little baby, Jesus. And the shepherds saw that Jesus was just stunning. “Oh! What a beautiful baby!” Then the shepherds went away and told everyone what they had seen.

On this same night, three wise ones saw the bright star and said to each other, “Look at the amazing star! It must be shining for something very special!” The wise ones loaded up their camels with treasures and traveling supplies and followed the star all the way to Bethlehem. Jesus was very young when the wise ones found him, but they knew he was special. “What a wonderful child. This child will be our teacher.” And they gave their gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh, and other gifts useful for babies.

Mary and Joseph wondered for a long time about all of these things that happened when their child was born. “lt’s astonishing that all these people would come to see our baby and give us presents for him. They don’t even know him.”

When Jesus grew up, he was a courageous teacher, just like the wise ones said. And one of the most important things he tried to teach people was to love each other and to treat all people, even strangers, with kindness and care. And people who have tried to follow his best teachings have become better people, and have spread light through their world, which is what we are here to do.

Tonight we shared the Christmas Story about one special baby. But this baby isn’t the only special one. Every child is a treasure, a wonder and a miracle. And as they grow up, they are always and forever a treasure, a wonder and a miracle.

READING

“EACH NIGHT A CHILD IS BORN”
by Sophia Lyon Fahs, Excerpted and adapted

For so the children come
and so they have been coming.
Always in the same way they came-
Born of the seed of man and woman.

No angels herald their beginnings.
No prophets predict their future courses.
no wise man see a star to show where to find
The babe that will save humankind.
Yet each night a child is born is a holy night.
Fathers and mothers
Sitting beside their children’s cribs-
Feel glory in the sight of a new beginning.
They ask “Where and how will this new life end?
Or will it ever end?”

Each night a child is born is a holy night
A time for singing-
A time for wondering
A time for worshipping.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

In this season and throughout the year:

May you know the wonder of a new born child.

May you experience the eager anticipation of the shepherds. May you be blessed with the resilience of Mary and Joseph. May the peace of that night long ago be with you through even life’s times of challenge.

May the love of angels be a constant in your life.

May the congregation say “Amen” and “Blessed Be”

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
December 8, 2024
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

Rev Michelle offers us survival tips for the spiritual work that we can learn and follow to prepare for the new administration coming in January. She uses the term Zombie Apocalypse as a metaphor because the circumstances we face are so extreme, so out of the ordinary, so out of control, that they seem unreal.

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

Our call to worship this morning is from Kalidasa. Kalidasa was an Indian poet and playwright who lived around the turn of the fifth century and wrote in Sanskrit. His works have been translated into many languages and read the world over and throughout the centuries since his death.

Look to this day,
for it is life,
the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
the glory of action,
the splendor of achievement
are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yestarday a dream of hapiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn.

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

Reading

Our reading today is from Lao Tzu. He was an ancient Chinese philosopher who wrote the Tao Te Ching and is considered the founder of Taoism.

If you are depressed, you are living in the past.
If you are anxious, you are living in the future.
If you are at peace, you are living in the present.

Sermon

NOTE: This is an edited ai generated transcript.
Please forgive any omissions or errors.

Let’s begin with some definitions.

ZOMBIE, a person who is deceased, a member of the undead, a person whose body is dead but acts as if it is living, often known to walk with a very slow shuffle, although in more recent stereotypes can move more quickly and in many different ways. Often with a decayed look about their faces.

Definition: APOCALYPSE, In the tradition, this comes from the book of Revelation and is about the end of the world. In more common terminology, apocalypse can refer to any event which is radically changing the world and might feel like the end of the world.

Definition: SURREAL, The feeling that one’s current circumstances are so out of the ordinary that they must be a dream, or one feels like one is in a dream-like state because the current context is so unusual, so different, so extreme, so out of control that it feels like it can’t really quite possibly actually be real.

The date of the zombie apocalypse is January 20th, 2025. Yes, this is a metaphor.

That said there are some survival tips about the spiritual work that is before us that we can learn and follow. I’ve come up with seven. There may be many, many more. And I could go on much longer than a sermon length about all the things we could or maybe should do. But we’ll stick with seven for today.

• NUMBER ONE: FIND A HIDEOUT.
Praying in your closet is actually a long time spiritual practice of our Unitarian and Universalist ancestors on these lands. It was in what is now known as the United States, but at that time was referred to colonial times. Our Pilgrim and Puritan ancestors had a critical spiritual practice of going into a closet, going into a private space to pray and to examine themselves and to look for signs of good works in their lives. So we have a long tradition, a long long tradition of doing this.

Jesus himself in Matthew 6:6 taught his followers to pray in secret and he also went off into the wilderness frequently away even from his own disciples to pray and to commune with his God whom he referred to as his father. In the coming zombie apocalypse, you will need a place of spiritual refuge, free from the distractions of other people. Find it, prepare for it, get it ready now. Start using it now.

• NUMBER TWO: PAY ATTENTION.
There is an old Zen story about a student who said to Master Ichu,

“Please write for me something of great wisdom.” Master Ichu picked up his brush and wrote one word – “Attention”. The student said, “Is that all?” The master wrote, “Attention, attention.” The student became irritable. That doesn’t seem profound or subtle to me. In response, master Ichu wrote simply, “Attention, attention, attention.” In frustration, the student demanded, “What does this word attention mean?” Master Ichu replied, “Attention means attention.”

Pay attention. Pay attention to the beauty that is in this world. Pay attention to your family, pay attention to your community, pay attention to your body, pay attention to yourself.

Pay attention to those who are different from you, to those who have different abilities or disabilities, to those who have different heritages, to those who have different experiences of racism in the world. Pay attention to those who are LGBTQ+. Pay attention to how they are experiencing these current times and learn from people who are different from you. We all have different skills and strengths and challenges. I’m not saying steal from other people or other cultures. I’m saying learn from each other through authentic relationships and having real true deep heartfelt conversations with each other.

Learn about what it means to be a person of color who knows all about resourcing and what resourcing is. Pay attention to people who are black and talk about black joy and how that is possible. Pay attention. Pay spiritual attention. Also pay attention to the news about what is happening, but not all the time.

Take the news in small, but regular doses. Do not be caught sleeping through the apocalypse. It will be too late by the time the zombies come for you. Pay attention. And do not allow yourself to become like a zombie going on autopilot throughout your world and without a care for anyone else.

You may or may not be experiencing the coming months and years in a way that is very different from people who are around you. There are some of us who are needing to consult lawyers at this time and make plans in preparations for how our legal statuses of marriage or citizenry or refugee status may change. So pay attention.

• NUMBER THREE: LIVE IN THE MOMENT.
Living in the moment does help with number two, paying attention.

Lao Tzu said, “Do not live in the past. You will become depressed. Do not live in the future. You will become anxious. Do live in the present and you will find peace.

Be present in the present and you will find peace. You will be able to see that beauty in the natural world. You will be able to see how you and your own body is experiencing what is going on in our world. You will be able to see others who are different from you, who are part of this beloved community and out into the larger worlds and what they are facing. The past cannot be changed. It is in the past. Remaining attached to how we wish the past might have gone is a point of suffering. This is Buddhism now. We’re moving from Taoism to Buddhism all within the same number three. The future cannot be predicted.

Listening to news about what is actually happening is one thing. Listening to hours and hours and hours about what people who are anxious or are trying to sell sensationalist headlines are saying is not helpful, it is anxiety producing, and it may or may not be true. No one can prophesy the future. We will move forward on our best educated guesses by what is happening now.

Focus on what is happening right before you, right now. Act on what is happening in the world right now. It’s not just paying attention and listening and hearing, this is also about acting. We will need everyone to act in different ways. And part of your spiritual work will to be to go deep inside and assess what your level of risk is and will be and what you are willing to put out there. That will be different for each person, and we will need to accept and respect those risk tolerances that are different from our own.

And by the way, we are working with the social justice folks beginning to have some conversations about how to make social justice work more accessible and what people who cannot physically go down to the capital or march in the streets can do instead within their own abilities. It will need all of us.

Act on what is happening in the world right now, the one thing you can do, the one thing you can do right now. If you make a list of all of the things that need to be done, you’re likely to become overwhelmed or anxious. Do the one thing right now that you can do. And when you have done that, do the next one thing that you can do. And when you have done that, do the next one thing that you can do. That was number three, live in the moment.

• NUMBER FOUR: PREPARE.
This lesson comes from Rev Michelle in the form of what not to do. The other day I was driving to church in my little hybrid truck, and I got this message warning in bright red flashing up on the screen saying, “You have less than 50 miles until your gas runs out.” At which point I thought, Micah did tell me I really, really need gas. And then about 10 seconds later, another message packed up on my screen saying “Your tires are low on air”, okay, but I got to get to church right now another 10 seconds pass and another bright message pops up on the screen saying “Your window washer fluid needs to be refilled.” This has never happened to me before. Do not be caught without the spiritual versions of fuel, air, and liquid soap. (Laughter)

Actually, there is not one list in terms of getting prepared. Our needs will continually change, and we’ll need to keep adapting and making new skills, learning new skills for new times. But there are some places we can start now. And now is not too soon to start building some skills like in the area of cybersecurity. So get your VPNs in order, lock down your cookies or various trackers, secure your personal info, start using encrypted messaging systems, or communicate in person with any sensitive information. If that sounds like a bunch of gibberish, welcome to the club. I’m learning too.

The ways we communicate, especially in the area of social justice, is going to change Radically, again. I’m sorry, I know we just did this with the pandemic, learning all these new skills with Zoom and live streaming and all sorts of things that we had not done much or at all before. It’s coming again.

Wired had a great recent article about how to protect yourself from governmental cyber surveillance and you should be able to find that online fairly easily if you Google it. See me in person if you would like to set up a way to communicate with me securely. We are going to be using end-to-end double encrypted secure messaging systems and I can let you know how to do that and likely people will learn how to crack that encryption and likely we’ll need to move to another version of encryption and so on.

So number four was prepare in all the ways – still fill your gas tank – still have your Go-bags, but also spiritually prepare.

• NUMBER FIVE: LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR.
We are back to Jesus’ teachings again. Love your neighbor as yourself. There are two parts to this.

• The first is loving your neighbor, being kind to your neighbor, ALL of your neighbors, no matter how they voted.
• And number two is loving yourself.

You cannot love your neighbor very well if you do not love yourself very well and you are trying to follow this edict to love your neighbor as yourself. So love yourself, take care of yourself. take care of your physical self, eat well, get good nutrition, exercise, go to the doctor, and take care of your mental health and your emotional health. Love is a verb. Loving your neighbor, loving yourself are action words.

Remember the story of the good Samaritan and love those with whom you disagree. There was an article recently that has been floating around online, I’m sorry I didn’t go back and try to find it and I don’t remember the author’s name, but it was about building up empathy. He wrote, He studied the brain and he wrote about the upcoming Thanksgiving holidays and how if you were part of a family that was mixed politically and things got a little fraught in the family conversations over the dinner table, to try to redirect the conversation. and to ask grandpa or whoever it is to tell a story about a time they did something good for someone else. Tell a story about how someone has done good for someone else. He said that they have studied this and found out that people aren’t just born with this one level of empathy. Empathy is actually a skill or a muscle or something like that that can be built up over time.

And if you stop, if we stop trying to change people’s minds with rational reasonable arguments and instead focus on encouraging them to build up feelings of empathy and compassion by telling these stories and then more stories and then more stories, we can begin to change the world, to ease the burdens of the world, at least a little bit, by loving each other and supporting each other in building up empathy. That’s number five, love your neighbor.

• NUMBER SIX: MAINTAIN YOUR SENSE OF HUMOR.
This ties in with your mental health, with systems theory, with all those good things. If you notice your sense of humor is decreasing or even disappearing, that is a red flag. That is a warning sign that you might want to seek out some support with your mental health, Some medication some therapy whatever it is that you might need. Pay attention to your sense of humor levels And notice if they’re changing we want them to increase you want to be playful We want to keep our senses of humor up. This will help us get through these coming times. And we can be serious and playful at the same time.

We can be playful about very serious life or death situations. It is a survival tip. These are survival tips. And for some people in the coming months, we are literally talking survival, life or death. And all of you who are not in that situation by keeping up your senses of humor and your sense of playfulness, that will help us all get through.

So, think about your favorite shows or books. NCIS, LA, the character of Heddy who’s like the super-secret super spy who knows everything all the time and no one ever knows how she knows. Think about “Get Smart” or “James Bond” or “Mission Impossible” or “Mrs. Hallafax”, the elderly recruit to the CIA because no one would guess she’s an agent with her white hair. Become your own secret social justice agent and have fun with it. Imagine yourself as a super secret social service, social justice agent. That’s number six, maintaining your sense of humor.

• NUMBER SEVEN: (back to Judaism and Christianity) KEEP THE SABBATH.
Set a regular day or evening or time to put away the news and any form of electronics. Take Take a break, rest, be with the people you love and who love you. Keeping Sabbath is an incredibly powerful spiritual tool of renewal and restoration. It doesn’t have to be on Friday night to Saturday morning. You can choose whatever time worked for you. I do do Friday night. Keep a Sabbath. Rest.

Be with those we love and those who love you. Good luck. Amen. And blessed be.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

Your lips and compassion at your fingertips, blessing all others as you yourselvesare now blessed. Amen and blessed be.

SERMON INDEX

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Rev. Michelle LaGrave
November 17, 2024
First UU Church of Austin
4700 Grover Ave., Austin, TX 78756
www.austinuu.org

In times like these, what kind of soul work are we called to do? Can we, might we, repair our spirits?

Chalice Lighting

This is the flame we hold in our hearts as we strive for justice for everyone. This is the light we shine upon systems of oppression until they are no more. This is the warmth that we share with one another as our struggle becomes our salvation.

Call to Worship

LAY IT DOWN
by Joan Javier Duvall

Here, here is where you can lay it down,
lay down all that you have carried,
the weight of the world that has rounded your back,
leaving you aching and exhausted.
Here, here is where healing begins,
where burdens are set down and alongside one another’s,
their magnitude does not seem as great.
Here is where the door is thrown open
and the light can lift away the shadows
and what was hidden can now be seen.
Here, here is where you can rest,
Where nothing is expected,
but that you bring all of who you are
Into the presence of the holy
and of this loving community

Let us worship together

Affirming Our Mission

Together we nourish souls, transform lives, and do justice to build the Beloved Community.

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It has been quite the week and a half, hasn’t it? I feel like I did at the beginning of the pandemic, like what we are facing in the coming months is just too big, too unknown for me to fully comprehend, to fully grasp what is or is not about to happen. And I am left with one gigantic question. How do I lead you, my people, when I don’t know where we’re going.

I am no Moses nor am I Miriam. I’ve received no divine message or instruction for how to proceed and yet I feel like we are about to enter into the wilderness for an unknown amount of time, though hopefully not 40 years. How does one, how do we prepare for such a journey? What do we pack? What do we bring with us? There are so many many questions right now.

How do any of us lead when we don’t know where we’re going? We might have some ideas. I certainly had some ideas at the beginning of the pandemic, many of which never actually happened. And so from that lesson, I need to remember, we don’t really know for sure where we’re going.

And here is the only answer that I can give right now. We prepare. We pack as best as we can and then we proceed mindfully from one moment in time, from one movement to the next, with spirits full to overflowing. When I was in seminary, preparing to finally answer my call to the ministry and at our last weekly chapel service, the professor served the graduating class a communion of milk and honey. I think most of us thought we were about to enter the promised land, the land of milk and honey, our journeys to ministry at that point complete. None of us knew that we would eventually be leading our various faith traditions through a pandemic, nor through times like this.

As it turned out, we were entering, we were actually entering the wilderness, the Promised Land, a murky vision of milk and honey still far off. But before that service, that one filled with milk and honey and promises we were taught an invaluable lesson about ministry.

Now I’m going to share it with you now. Imagine a tea cup. Imagine your body as a tea cup. It can be fine flowers and gilded edges. It can be plain white. It can be sturdy. It can be any manifestation of a teacup you would like. Imagine a teacup with a saucer underneath and a silver spoon in the saucer. The teacup is your body, is your container, and your job is not to just fill it but to fill it to overflowing. And as a minister, as a leader, as a person in these times, what we do is we serve others, we minister to others by using that little silver spoon and serving from our saucer not from our cup from our saucer so our job then becomes to fill our cups our bodies to overflowing continually again and again and again as we continue serving and serving and serving with our spoon as our saucer begins to empty we refill our cup to overflowing to overflowing to overflowing and we serve and we serve and we serve from the saucer. We need to enter these times with spirits filled to overflowing.

We all need this lesson right now. We are all leaders. We all do engage in ministry of one sort or another, and we are all called to build beloved community.

Our theme this month from the Soul Matters program is repair. So this is a big admission for a minister to make, but I’m in need of some soul work right now. How about all of you? So how do we do this? How do we repair our very spirits? How do we fill our cups? How do we prepare for another unknown journey. How do we do these things in these times?

There are more lessons from seminary. Somehow going back to the beginning is filling me with some answers, some sense of potentiality that feels helpful at the moment and during seminary one of the things that we studied was a practice of ritual which Kinsey began to speak to you about a little bit earlier this morning. Practicing ritual, engaging with ritual is an embodied experience. It is a physical experience. It is a participatory experience. It is filled with repetition upon repetition upon repetition. Whether that be words or melodies or actions, we move deeper and deeper and deeper into the sense of things, the meaning of things, the meaning of language, of poetry, of music over and over again. And we pay attention to the sensations in our bodies. We feel the vibrations in our hearts, in our chests. We feel the vibrations of those around us. We feel the vibrations of the music near us.

What we can do as individuals, as families, as a community, one of the things we can do is engage in ritual, to pay attention to those embodied experiences in a way that maybe we’re not always so mindful about and That is what we are and will continue to be doing during this service There is a lot of fear and anxiety out there right now As well as other emotions.

It is in the news. It’s all over social media. It is infecting our families, our communities, ourselves, causing conflict, division, polarization among friends, families, colleagues, congregations. People are revisiting questions they have been revisiting for some years now about how we maintain or build or create or repair relationships with people whose political views might be very different from our own, especially as we are entering in times, which are going to be extremely risky, if not actually life-threatening for many among us.

How do we do that? Yes. By filling our cups to overflowing, yes, from serving, for serving from the saucer, and also by considering generosity as a value. This is one that we newly embraced at our last General Assembly GA that we haven’t spoken about as such very much yet. Generosity of spirit. Generosity of serving from our saucers. Generosity to ourselves of filling our cups to overflowing in the first place so that we even have the ability to serve from our saucers.

In terms of our denomination, our association, the value that was chosen that we went with after many, many hours and years of listening to people was generosity. And there’s a little secret place in my heart The almost wishes, the word that we had gone with instead, was grace. So I’ll say that maybe we can think about generosity in terms of being generous and extending grace. We need to remember that what we are sensing and feeling from the world as a whole right now is not the fault of the person sitting next to me or my husband at home or my mom who’s sitting out in the pews with us right now, they should not be the targets of all those anxious feelings.

We need to really pay attention to our relationships and care for one another and realize that we all might be a little more grouchy than usual and extend grace when mistakes happen. We can be generous with grace.

But to tell you the truth, it’s kind of easy for me to be generous with grace with people that I know, with Micah and with my mom especially. There are some with whom it’s a little more challenging, with people who have very different views from my own, who may not see my life as a queer and disabled person, who is married to a trans person as worthy. So how do we do it in those circumstances?

I recently, at the end of October, went to a virtual ministers network conference. Our featured speaker was a Canadian, Dr Betty Vries. She is an expert in working with people, congregations and other organization who are experiencing conflict and polarization and how to work throught it. One of her favorite techniques is to use a mantra. The one that she favors is:

I am beautiful,
I am worthy,
I am a beloved child of God.

And then she turns that over to the other person. I am, she he they are, They are beautiful, they are worthy, they are a beloved child of God.

And when she’s about to enter a conflictual situation, in particular, she spends some time saying that mantra over and over and over and over and over again, until that space in her heart, in her body begins to shift even a little bit and she encourages she knows that that mantra I am beautiful I am worthy I am a beloved child of God is not going to work for everyone so she encourages people to create their own mantras they can be the Buddhist mantra of loving kindness, or it could be one that you make up yourself that helps you turn your spirit, repair your spirit, so that you can move into a place of greater generosity, into a place where you are able to extend grace.

These mantras, these repetitious mantras are one of the ways that we can fill our tea-cups. The why of filling our tea-cups, the theology of filling our tea-cups is one of generosity, of living out that spiritual value, of generosity of spirit, of generosity of grace in the world, in our communities, in our families, and in our relationships. But first, repair. Repair of ourselves. Repair of our own spirits. Repair is a way to prepare for what is coming in all of its unknowing.

So I’ll leave you with one final reminder that these spiritual practices are PRACTICES. None of us, even the most accomplished of clergy people is expert in them. We repeat them over and over and over again. PRACTICE them.

So I’m going to be vulnerable once again and share another story from seminary. This is a story that I had freely given to one of my best friends from seminary, Craig Nowak, who is also the my matron of honor at my wedding. Because I knew I wasn’t ready to share it with a congregation yet. So he’s been using the story for many years with me as the anonymous person in it. Today you’re gonna get to hear it and know that it’s me.

So when I was in seminary, seminary was hard. Hard in a very different way than things are hard right now. It is a 90 credit graduate degree program that takes at least three or more likely four years, it requires psychological evaluations, clinical experience, field experience, internships, a presentation of a portfolio of competencies, like a hundred or more pages long, you go before a fellowship committee and basically defend your preparation similar to doing a doctoral dissertation, similar to preparing for medical practice. Very different because it’s religious in some ways, but also some strong similarities.

So I was in my second year of seminary, which was in Boston, and I was serving as an interim director of religious education at one of the oldest congregations in the country. There’s a little bit of an argument about that, but we won’t get into that for the moment. Based on whether the congregation was formed in England or after arrival. So if you count England, it’s the oldest congregation in Boston. And I was serving as the Interim Director of Religious Education. Their first paid religious professional. There was a lot of work to be done. And I was also full-time in seminary. And I was also doing my hospital clinical experience in Connecticut. So I was literally traveling every three and a half days from Connecticut to Massachusetts and Massachusetts to Connecticut. I never knew where my shoes were. It was stressful.

And then this day, the Saturday came when we were having a workshop for the religious education folks to work through how they wanted their program to function and whose roles and responsibilities would be whose. And I was supposed to be bringing all the refreshments and the grocery store was crowded and busy and traffic was horrible and I was stressed to the max.

So I decided I needed to engage in one of my favorite spiritual practices of that time period in my life, which was singing meditation, which I did frequently in the car because nobody else could hear me. And I chose many different songs from our hymnals, songs that I had learned as a child. They varied all the time. I did it a lot in those two and a half hour rides from Connecticut to Massachusetts. But this day I decided to sing “Breathe in, Breathe Out.” Not the jaunty upbeat version that Brent has us do, the really slow meditative one and I was singing it and singing it and singing it over and over again it had probably been at least 20 minutes.

I had been singing it and I had started to be feel it settling into my soul into my spirit and all of a sudden this car cut me off and I yelled out a horrible swear And at first my reaction was, “Wow, I was just saying I breathe in peace, I breathe out love, and here I am swearing at this guy.” And then I started laughing hysterically because it was so ridiculous that that’s what I was saying and then that’s what I did in the disconnect. So in the end, so yes, it’s spiritual practice.

That’s where I’m going with this. We have to keep practicing over and over and over again. And yet, even though it didn’t work in the way it was supposed to work, it did work. It lifted my spirits because I thought that it was so funny. So with that note on practice, let us keep on practicing together so that we can keep on keeping on.

Amen and blessed be.

Reading

LECTIO DIVINA
Jamila Batchelder and Molly Housh Gordon

The strength of water takes on many, many forms. Just as each of you has a unique and necessary strength that you bring to our community and to the work of love.

Take a moment now to drop down into the deep wellspring of your own spirit and bathe yourself in the strength that is the groundwater of your person.

Are you a roaring fall wearing rock away with sheer force of will.
Are you a tiny drop of water in a crevice, breaking it open slowly,
steadily?
Are you buoyant like a great salt lake, practiced at holding others aloft?
Are you tenacious, like the mountain stream, finding your way down and around every obstacle you face.
Are you still and calm, like the pond at daybreak, offering radiant peace by your shores?
Are you in touch with hidden depths pulling from a vast well?
Do you soothe like the steam rising from a cup of tea?
Do you dissolve away stubborn muck like water left in a pot to soak.
Do you soften and smooth the edges like a creeping fog?
Do you clear away distraction like a cleansing rain?
Do you roll with the ebb and flow like the ocean waves.

Settle your minds upon the strength, the power that is yours. Draw that strength up and into your heart. Dry up into your soul. As we gather together the many waters of this community. We need each of your power, each of your resilience, each of your love to make us whole.

Extinguishing the Chalice

We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community, or the fire of commitment. These we hold in our hearts until we are together again.

Benediction

I know this rose will open,
I know my fear will burn away,
I know my soul will unfurl its wings,
I know this rose will open.

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