A Better Light

Deuteronomy 5.16 and Mark 1.4-13

 

A Sermon Preached by Peter Ilgenfritz and Dave Shull

The Baptism of Jesus, January 8, 2006

University Congregational United Church of Christ

Seattle, Washington

 

            Peter:  June 9, 1994.  A warm Thursday evening.  About 200 people are gathered in this room.  Some of you are here.  Here to meet the search committee’s rather unorthodox candidates for the position of associate pastor of this church.

            Dave:  We have just come from a lovely dinner at the McDonald’s on the corner of 45th and Stone Way.  And now we stand in front of you.  Praying God will calm our anxiety enough so we can respond to your questions without making fools of ourselves. 

            Peter: You ask us good questions.  Much better questions than we were asked the only other time we appeared before a congregation as the search committee’s rather unorthodox candidates for the position of pastor.  At that gathering, in January 1993, the first question we were asked was, “What’s your HIV status?”   But you are asking us great questions.

            Dave: Then I get nervous.  A stern-looking gray-haired woman approaches the microphone that is standing right there.  She’s holding what looks like a partially-completed blanket of some kind.  She looks up at us.  Not a trace of humor.  Later we will meet this woman, Mary Daugherty, whom some of you know as Mary Hooker.  But at this point she is a nameless woman who looks like she’s ready to level us.  She says, “I’ve just got one question for you.”  A pause for dramatic, anxiety-increasing effect.  It works.  She speaks again.  “What do you think of people who quilt during worship?”

            Peter: The room erupts with laughter.  We collapse in relief.  Mary breaks into a smile wide enough to embrace us both.  Of course, after putting us into a place of total relaxation, Mary proceeds to ask us a question about feminist theology that leaves us scrambling.

            Not many questions later, another woman approaches the microphone.  Later we will know her as Eleanor Sundqvist.  She’s smiling.  And her question consists of just four words.  “How do you fight?”

            Dave: It’s a great question.  You don’t want us to bring our private conflicts into our shared ministry here.  So how we handle conflict in our personal relationship is quite relevant.

 

            Peter:  Dave answers first. In his typical way, Dave, the licensed clinical social worker, launches into a theoretical discussion of conflict, and the challenge and risk that arise when a couple tries to address it honestly.  He said something unmemorable like, “We have been together long enough that most of the time we’re able to bring up something that’s bothering us and try to work our way through it without letting it fester and build up into something that becomes so much bigger and harder to resolve than the original issue was.”  Then Dave looks at me, hoping to see signs of approval in my face.  I don’t oblige.

            Dave:  Peter doesn’t oblige.  Instead, he looks at me with an expression that says, “You didn’t answer the question . . . .”  And in his typical way, Peter launches into a story: “It was Tuesday night.  We were driving our rental car from the airport to my friend’s house in Crown Hill.  The directions I had said the road we wanted was four blocks past the stop light.  But that wasn’t exactly right.  And Dave lost it.”  And Peter went on from there.

 

            Peter: June 12, 1994.  A sunny Sunday morning.  This room is packed with people.  And we stand before you once again.  Preaching a sermon together about fear and hope.  During that sermon, Dave tells this story from the 17th-century Spanish mystic, St. John of the Cross.  St. John had had a dream in which he saw a man standing in front of a gate.  Beyond the gate was utter darkness.

John describes what happens next.

            Dave:  “I said to the man who stood at the gate, ‘Give me a light, that I may tread safely through the unknown.’  The man said, ‘Step into the darkness.  And put your hand into the hand of God.  That will be a better light, and safer than a known way.’”

            Peter:  You didn’t know how being the first congregation in any denomination in this country to call a gay couple as pastors would change this community.  You felt a lot of fears.  There were a lot of unknowns.  But you stepped into the darkness anyway.  You put your hands into the hand of God.  

 

            Dave:  But at the time, some people certainly wished you hadn’t done that.  And they’re angry still. 

Peter: On Friday evening, a friend in our neighborhood who recently moved to Seattle asked me, “Did your and Dave’s call generate much publicity?”  I nodded and said, “Yes.  We upset people all over the world.”  And I told him that the pastor of the Protestant church in Istanbul, Turkey, had read about our call.  He proceeded to preach about what a horrible thing you all had done in hiring us.  After worship, a woman asked to speak with him.  She said, “That’s my home church you were talking about today, and I’m proud of what it’s done!”  The woman was Alison Stendahl, a member of this church who has been a mission worker in Turkey for over 20 years.

Dave:  Just this past week, your calling us was criticized again.  KUOW radio did a profile of Peter and me as two of the plaintiffs in the Washington State Supreme Court case about equal marriage rights.  A pastor in the area said we all were a bunch of heretics.

 

            Peter:  Your willingness to step into the darkness and walk by a better light has had a greater impact than you will ever know.  When you called Dave and me become your pastors, there was one congregation in the Washington/North Idaho Conference of the United Church of Christ being served by an openly gay pastor.  Jeff Spencer had been called by Tolt Congregational Church in Carnation the year before. 

Dave:  Your openness to calling Peter and me helped congregations all over this conference imagine taking seriously the gifts gay and lesbian candidates might offer.  After you called us as your pastors, many congregations in this conference stepped into the darkness as well.  Gay and lesbian people were hired as interim pastors, and called as installed pastors.  Several UCC pastors already serving churches in this conference came out to their congregations as gay or lesbian.  These are the churches served by openly gay and lesbian pastors since you called us:

 

Peter: Plymouth Congregational United Church of Christ in downtown Seattle.

Dave: Prospect Congregational United Church of Christ on Capitol Hill.

Peter: Pilgrim United Church of Christ on Capitol Hill.

Dave: Bethany United Church of Christ on Beacon Avenue.

Peter: Richmond Beach Congregational United Church of Christ in Shoreline.

Dave: St. Paul’s United Church of Christ in Ballard.

Peter: Broadview United Church of Christ in North Seattle.

Dave: Alki Congregational United Church of Christ in West Seattle.

Peter: Eastgate Congregational United Church of Christ in Bellevue.

Dave: First Congregational Church of Bellevue.

Peter: Plymouth Congregational United Church of Christ in Tacoma.

Dave: United Church in University Place, Washington.

Peter: Pilgrim Congregational Church in Anacortes.

Dave: Suquamish United Church of Christ in Suquamish, Washington.

Peter: The United Church of Christ in Blaine, Washington.

Dave:   Shalom United Church of Christ in Richland, Washington.

Peter: And last but not least, University Congregational United Church of Christ in the University district when we called Catherine Foote as our pastor.

 

Dave: What moves me as I hear this list of churches is not the fact that they called sexual minorities as pastors.  What moves me is that these congregations didn’t do this just to prove they were good politically-correct   people.  They called sexual minorities as pastors because they evaluated these candidates on the basis of the gifts God had given them and the dreams the congregations had.  You didn’t exclude us just because of this one aspect of who God created us to be.

John Thomas, the President and General Minister of the United Church of Christ, says this kind of openness to God’s Spirit means we’re honoring the radical inclusiveness of baptism.  Back in 1997, John Thomas wrote, “[The United Church of Christ] is not a church that ordains gays and lesbians.  We are, rather, a church that takes the sacrament of baptism so seriously that we seek to honor fully the gifts and callings of each person among the baptized regardless of his or her sexual orientation.” 

 

Peter:  The radical inclusiveness of baptism is celebrated in this morning’s gospel reading.  As soon as Jesus comes out of the baptismal waters, Mark’s gospel proclaims that the sky is split open – torn apart.  And God’s Spirit comes upon Jesus as a dove lights on a branch.   In the baptism of Jesus, heaven and earth touch and are separated no more.

Dave:  And what is the first thing God does after bringing heaven to earth?  Like the first day of creation in the story of Genesis, God speaks.  “You are my Son, chosen and marked by my love, pride of my life” (Mark 1.11, The Message translation).  It is the joy God expresses in any baptism.  It is the word God longs for us to trust but which most of us believe cannot be true.  In baptism, God says to you, “You are my child, chosen and marked by my love, pride of my life.”  

Peter:  Jesus gave his life to gather a new home and a new family who treat each other as those chosen and marked by God’s love.  Jesus gave his life to gather a community that would build a new home and a new family that would honor the forgotten and the hated and the unclean. 

Dave:  That is the invitation the baptism of Jesus offers us.  To take our place in this new home Jesus is building. To feel enfolded in the presence of God, to hear God’s word of love and pride.  To trust God’s word.  And to live a life that shines with that love because living in love casts a better light than living in fear or resentment or feeling like you’re a victim.

 

Peter:  There was a man in this congregation who thought calling Dave and me as pastors was a horrible idea.  And he made his opinions known.  He thought a gay couple was totally unfit to be clergy.  But he was committed to this church.  So even after we were called, he stayed.  And he let us know his opinion of us hadn’t changed. 

Dave: One Sunday, about a year into our ministry here, the organ chimes were softly sounding the end of worship.  I was standing in the back of the sanctuary soaking in the quiet.

Peter: I had seen this man leave worship early, so I went out into the narthex, to greet him before the chimes even began.

Dave: My reverie was shattered by a voice from the narthex that I was so loud I knew the back half of the quiet sanctuary could hear: “You two haven’t done a damn bit of good since you got here!”

Peter: Some months later, as this man was dying, Dave and I both visited him.  During my last visit before he died, he said to me, “You know, before the two of you came I said some really horrible things about you.  I criticized you before I even knew you.  And that was stupid.”  He then proceeded to tell me that a fraternity he wanted to join in college barred him from membership because his grandfather was Jewish.  And he made the connection.  He told me, “I realized I was doing the same thing.  And I’m sorry.”

 

Dave:  By calling us, you helped heal this lovely man who came to see Peter and me as God’s children and thereby freed himself from his bitterness over having been rejected before anyone even knew him.  You helped heal Peter and me of our anger at the capital “C” Church, that talks about God’s love but builds barriers around who is embraced by it.   And you helped shine a light to people around this world, who could never imagine that any church anywhere would take “the sacrament of baptism so seriously that we seek to honor fully the gifts and callings of each person among the baptized regardless of his or her sexual orientation.” 

 

Peter: Of course our 11-1/2 years together are about much more than your having called a gay couple as your pastors.  And yet that has been a constant reality of Dave’s and my shared ministry with you.  As Dave prepares to leave his ministry in two weeks, our shared ministry enters the realm of the history of this congregation.  It becomes something that lives in our common past.

            And that invites us as a congregation to open ourselves again to stepping into the darkness.  As we look around this room, and pray for the faithfulness to remain a congregation of the expanding banquet table, who is not gathered around this table?  Who in this neighborhood and city needs the gift of the new home Jesus Christ is gathering through us?  Who do we need to bless us with fresh signs of the expansive love of God?  That is the marvelous invitation I believe God is extending to us in the months and years ahead.

 

            Dave: One gift you have consistently given us over the past 11-1/2 years is the gift of tolerance.  Above and beyond the call of duty, you have tolerated our singing during our sermons.  We ask your indulgence just one more time.  We want to express our deep gratitude and love for you and all you’ve given us.  We can best do that with the song, “Walls and Windows.”  We pray you will continue to follow the path of Jesus.  For Jesus is that better Light.  He has come into the world, and calls us to imagine enemies becoming friends, and peace breaking out over this world.  Join us on the Chorus as you learn it.

 

 “Walls and Windows”

Words and Music by Judy Small and Pat Humphries

            Did you sing your children lullabies to calm their fears at night?

            Did you hold them gently ‘til they went to sleep?

            Did you plant in them the seeds of hope for new and better lives?

            Did you make them promises you couldn’t keep?

            Chorus:

                        And do you think of me as enemy, and could you call me friend?

                        Or will we let our differences destroy us in the end?

                        The wall that stands between us could be a window, too.

                        When I look into the mirror, I see you.

            Do you have sons who fight for peace the way I’m told mine do?

            Do they send you photographs from foreign lands?

            Do you chill to see the missiles, and do they haunt your dreams?

            Do you wonder, ‘Whose the power, whose the hands?’  Chorus

            O, may we live to see the day when walls of words and fear

            No longer stand between the truth and dreams,

            When walls of windows rise into the darkness and we dare

            To look into the mirror and see peace.  Chorus