September 06, 2022

Letting Go

Life changes.  Kids go back to school, hooray! Grownups retire, babies are born, teens get jobs and move out, new relationships are made, jobs are quit, people die, every day some new life change impacts someone.  And that’s just the natural progression of the aging process.  Our favorite car gets rear ended.  Our spouse gives us divorce papers.  We lose our cell phones.  Our jobs get downsized.  Our co-workers gossip about us behind our backs.  Covid hits. Our companies downsize.  Sometimes we make changes, sometimes changes make us. Life! 

Jesus was proposing a radical change.  He was talking about a cultural shift for his followers to help them become intentional in following God’s teachings.  He didn’t want them getting caught up in the hoopla and the excitement of the crowds, he didn’t want people to be joining his community because it was the newest bandwagon to be jumping on board.  He wanted people to slow down and really think things through.  He knew that crowds can one moment be calling out halleluiah and hosanna and the next moment can be calling out ‘Crucify him’!  He wanted people who would commit for the long haul, who would make measured, thoughtful decisions with the full knowledge that it wouldn’t be easy.  That message of careful choice during change is relevant especially today.

Mind you, there are not too many times and examples of modern people letting go all their possessions and family claims for the sake of their faith or.  I can’t imagine letting go of my microwave but leaving my dishwasher behind when I moved to Athabasca was an inconvenience rather than a painful sacrifice.  I don’t want to give up my cozy home, my family or all the yarn I’ve accumulated over the past twenty years, and no way I could live without my Blackberry as Lois reminds me often.

On the other hand, summer holidays had me leaving much behind, books, Wi-Fi, computer, grocery store down the hill in exchange for quiet walks, the occasional paddle to visit loons and time in my hammock.  35 years ago Tim and I left family, friends and our brand-new wedding presents for our honeymoon. Now most normal brides don’t pack much for their honeymoon, but I didn’t pack lacy lingerie; instead, I packed a sleeping bag, nesting pots, and matches while Tim added a tent and cookstove to his backpack.  It was an adventure – over seven months, just the two of us Down Under with no one we knew, backpacking across Australia and New Zealand.  I missed my cross stitching and my ukuleles, and we missed our parents and brothers even more. It was a wonderful time though it was primitive at times, camping where poisonous spiders and snakes lived, hitchhiking from dorm to dorm, and immersing ourselves in the culture.  We came away from that year profoundly shaped by the knowledge that even culture is a choice, not every Canadian has to say ‘eh’ and drink beer while wearing a toque and watching hockey, and not every Albertan has to be a Conservative party member to have a say in who is our premier, or is either a rig pig or a bronc rider with a John Deer hat and cowboy boots.

Culture can be challenged and changed. By a simple letter from one friend to another asking for something that the culture would say was impossible.  The story of Onesimus is such an example.  He was a slave who had run away from his owner and that is why Paul crafted such a careful and passionate letter.  This was more than a reference letter to an employer, this was an emotional appeal to Philemon that would challenge and shake the man’s understanding of his relationship with another human being.  And not just Philemon.  Everyone who read this in that ancient world who were striving to follow Jesus would have poured over this letter and shake their heads in astonishment.  Treat slaves like kinfolk not property?  What was Paul thinking? Throughout history, hearing this scripture in different times and places would have challenged its hearers.  How would George Washington, a slave owner, have felt hearing Paul’s letter asking Philemon to treat Onesimus like an equal instead of a possession? Culture shifting!

 Or how would today’s flood victims in Pakistan or refugees from Ukraine feel hearing Jesus’ drastic teaching about letting go of what we cherish?  Really?  Letting go of our stuff, our relationships, our strongly held beliefs?  They have to let go of all their stuff in order to survive.  Staying alive means not hanging on to material things when living through tragic changes.  Jesus knew more than Marie Kondo.  It’s not about what stuff gives us joy and toss out the rest.  It’s about what helps us live a purposeful, intentional life that helps us love ourselves, love God and love our neighbor.

This Labor Day weekend is a good time to think deeply about our relationships with each other.  How do we remember that everyone we meet is fearfully and wonderfully made?  How do we love the neighbor that plays loud rock music on the river front all day? The neighbor who believes in conspiracy theories?  The one that always beats us at golf or at canasta? The useful person that we think is useless because they messed up something we thought was important? The person who wronged us but now is coming back to make amends? The person we need to make amends to ourselves? We all have moments when we feel like change is overwhelming us, and is being done to us, but when we trust that we are fearfully and wonderfully made in God’s own image, we can build resilient new family and community that is  grounded in the compassionate teachings Paul and Jesus.  It really works! Onesimus went back to Philemon who could have whipped, sold or executed him. And while we have no letter back from Philemon, the people in Ephesus tell that their first bishop of the Christian Church was named, guess what? Onesimus!  From slave to brother to bishop!  Change is possible, and we are part of that great history that challenges oppression and remembers we are all God’s beloved children!

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