This past Sunday, I shared a revelation from God about our church and school. The revelation occurred during our school’s last Mother’s Day performance. God made it very clear to me that after the school closes, the church is going to be God’s home. To some extent, every church is the Lord’s house, but God made it clear to me that the Spirit of the Lord is going to reside at Saint John’s as a special calling. It requires that we dedicate it to God.
In the vernacular, “holy” has lost some of its meaning. Personally, I blame the shift in usage on the 1960’s television show. “Batman” – Robin over used the word by spouting it in front of any noun imaginable. The Biblical use is something else entirely. Holy is from the Hebrew word, “qodesh,” which means to separate. In usage, qodesh signifies divinity, as in the essence of God himself. God is holy; holy is God. God is separate from God’s creation; God is also intertwined into creation and makes it holy. According to a well-known theologian, the effect of “holy” is twofold: it is tremendous, fearful and so it repels man. Holy is, at the same time, fascinating and so it attracts man. In Greek, holy is “hagios” which means set apart, reverend, sacred, worthy of veneration. God is hagios because God is separate, reverend, transcendent, and worthy of praise. There are many spirits, but there is one Hagios Spirit. The Holy Spirit is transcendent and certainly worthy of praise and veneration. In the Church, we have many things bearing the name holy – holy water, holy oils, Holy Saturday, Holy Week, and holy orders, to name a few. Once water is blessed and made holy, it is separate from other water. It is treated differently because it is no longer regular water. Holy Saturday is the day Jesus’ body spent in the tomb. It is a special, set-apart day from other Saturdays. Likewise, holy orders means men and women are called by God to be deacons, priests, and bishops in God’s Church. Notice that holy orders are not “to serve as” a priest, but rather “called to be…” Once water is made holy, it ceases to be tap water. Likewise, once a church is blessed, it is set apart to be a place of worship. That change, however, requires participation from God’s people from generation to generation. There are ancient houses of worship in Turkey that are now ruins that shelter sheep. I’ve stood in what was once a beautiful Russian Orthodox church. It has been stripped of everything and now stands as a shell with birch trees towering above where the roof used to be. Nevertheless, the place still felt holy – it repelled and attracted me. This past Wednesday, we cleansed, blessed, and re-dedicated Saint John’s church to be God’s holy dwelling place and house of worship for all people. It is now a set-aside building. It has one purpose – the worship of God through Christ in the power of the Holy Spirit. Before we had academic awards ceremonies, theatrical performances, spelling bees, movies, graduations, and meetings in the church. Those days are over and gone. If someday Saint John’s has a spelling bee, we have Nale Hall to house it. Likewise with graduations, meetings and other secular ceremonies – we have a large, accommodating space to do those things. Thanks be to God for the riches of space we’ve been blessed to steward! Nevertheless, the church is Holy. It is set apart as one of God’s dwelling places. Thanks be to God that we’ve been blessed to steward God’s home! -Fr. Dave I had a revelation during a sleepless night in a cold Russian hotel room. The subject was a narrow doorway. In a foreign country, doorways can be treacherous. Some doorways contain thieves waiting to pounce on unsuspecting tourists. Others lead to wrong corridors and offer the visitor the unwanted opportunity to get lost. It's best to stick with the crowd and use the entrances that many people go through. Yet, in the Russian hotel where we were staying, the best way in was a side door. The main entrance was lined with people who preyed upon guests. We were told to enter through the side where the locals and workers entered. It was a dark and rather scary doorway, in a post-Soviet grey cement with shadows kind of way, but it let us safely into the hotel.
When the revelation came, I saw a large gold-lined promenade. The path was straight, bright and full of travelers. But I could see what they couldn't see, that around the corner there was a straight drop off into a dark cavern. The travelers could only see the abyss after it was too late. The crush of people behind them made it impossible to turn around; they were doomed to fall. It was like a conveyer belt of contented people who suddenly fell unaware into oblivion. There was also a side street to the golden boulevard but it was hard to find. The entrance was framed with wood and big enough for only one person to pass through at a time. Unlike the golden walkway, this path was rutty, went slightly uphill, and had lots of turns. Less than one of every ten people took that path. Even though they couldn't see around each bend, those smiling and hope filled travelers had learned to walk slowly to find their way. Christi and I were on that narrow path. It represented our adoption experience. We entered into adopting older children - a path very few take - and were in Russia to complete the process and take our girls home. We didn't know what was waiting for us behind each turn in our path, but we knew we would be okay if we faced the future together. When the revelation was over, this Scripture passage echoed in my head, "Jesus said, 'Go in through the narrow gate. The gate that leads to destruction is broad and the road wide, so many people enter through it. But the gate that leads to life is narrow and the road difficult, so few people find it.'" Perhaps you are reading this right now also having entered through one of those two gates. Many folks in the Church have been on paths to destruction when somehow the Grace of God showed them a different way. Saint John's is also traveling on a narrow path. We can't see what is around the next corner, but we know that God's grace is with us and that if we approach the future together we will be okay. - Fr. Dave |