Once there was a preacher who was trying to sell
his horse. A
potential buyer stopped by and wanted to try it out. The buyer mounted the large animal and was
all set to take off.
"By
the way, before you start," the preacher said, "you should know that
this horse has been trained to respond only to certain instructions. Go is
‘praise the lord’ and stop is ‘amen.’"
The potential buyer sitting on the horse said, “Well, that
sounds easy enough.” He patted the horse
on the neck and said, "Praise the lord," and the horse started to
trot, just as the preacher said it would. The man again said, "Praise the
lord," and the horse started to gallop.
All was going well until suddenly the rider spotted a cliff
a few feet in front of them and yelled "Amen!!!" The horse stopped
just in time, right at the very edge of the cliff. The man let out a sigh and wiped the beads of
sweat from his brow and murmured just loud enough for the horse to hear:
"Praise the Lord." Oops!
Our
relationship with God is grounded in praise – not because God is ready to trip
us up and send us flying over some cliff or because God is vain and needs
praise in order to build up sacred confidence and self-esteem. No – we praise God because God is so worthy
of praise. Look around you! What blessings abound! God has done such wonderful things.
In
fact, many of the Psalms that we find in our Bible do not merely suggest that
we praise God. They do not casually call
us to an attitude of praise when we might feel like it. They actually demand us to praise.
At
least, Psalm 113 that we just heard does.
Read in the original Hebrew, that opening sentence – “Praise the Lord!”
– is not simply a recommendation or a passing thought. It is a command. “Praise the Lord – you and you and you. All of you!
All of us! Praise the Lord!”
And then the Psalmist goes on to tell us just why God is
deserving of such praise. As Reformed
Church pastor Scott Hoezee notes, “The message of the psalms is that if only
we could see and understand God better, we would be naturally led to praise
him. Unhappily, we don't see so well, and so the psalmists need to order us
to do what should come naturally.”
What
is God like then to evoke from us such praise?
Well, the Psalmist has lots to say about that too. In this psalm in particular, nothing is left
in the abstract.
Hoezee
goes on to note, “In
this case the psalmist mentions two specific things for which to give praise:
one has to do with the sheer splendor of God, the other has to do with the attention
God pays to us in the mundane details of our lives. Why praise God?
Because (God) is exalted—(God) made everything there is. Not only that,
however, this God's real splendor is that (God) takes care of the poor and is
deeply concerned for the plight of childless women.”
And the
Psalmist can say all that too because “the Old Testament makes consistently
clear that God stunned the imagination of the ancient Israelites not just
because of (God’s) awesome power but even more so because of (God’s) tender
care…. this was a God who could spin quasars
with one hand and lift up some nameless poor person with the other.
This was a God who could make mountains smoke and who could
at the same time tenderly smile on a childless woman.”
In short, the
Psalmist paints a picture of God as a Sacred Being who spans past, present, and
future, who connects the vastness of heaven with the mundane reality of life on
earth. Here is a God who encompasses the
whole universe beginning at the moment of creation, but also focuses downward
and inward in order to embrace and love, to be known to, and intimately be
involved with, each one of us. Here is a
God – our God – who is, at once, super large and super small.
Personally, I
love Psalm 113, this short psalm of praise – and it is a perfect one on which
to reflect as we acquaint ourselves with Celtic spirituality at the start of
our new worship series. By holding up
this two-pronged nature of God – expanding infinitely outward as the universe
unfolds while at the same time zooming intimately inward to the most mundane
circumstances in our world community – this Psalm touches on several
characteristics of Celtic Christianity.
But, first off,
who were the Celts, and what is this brand of Christianity that resonates with
so many people today? Though the word, Celtic, covers a whole culture that includes
pagan and pre-Christian elements, we are drawn to the form of Christianity that
developed in the British Isles through the missionary work of St. Patrick and
St. Columba and St. Cuthbert among others.
It was an expression of Christianity that integrated some of the ancient
beliefs with more orthodox Roman Christianity.
The word, Celt,
comes from Keltoi meaning stranger or hidden ones. The Gaelic word is “ceilt” and means “an act
of concealing” from which our English word “kilt” is derived. And you do not need to have watched even the
first season of Outlander to know what a kilt conceals under it!
In the
centuries before Christ, the northern neighbors of ancient Greece and Rome were
known as the Keltoi. Over time, these
wandering people were pushed to the outer edges of the Roman Empire – to
Scotland, Wales, parts of England, and Ireland.
They were rural, tribal, nomadic people, so different from those in other
parts of the Roman Empire where the church was predominantly centered in
powerful cities. Besides that, they were
simply too far away from Rome to be incorporated effectively into that church.
As Trevor
Miller reflects in his “Beginner’s Guide to Celtic Spirituality”, “the Roman
church was unsure how to respond to these people as they were relational rather
than rational, inspirational rather than institutional.”
As Saints
Patrick and Columba and Cuthbert and the others preached the Gospel message to
these nomadic tribes, what emerged was a unique form of Christianity that was
grounded in the native traditions of family and community, in the wonders of
the natural world, and in the sacredness of all of life. They embraced a God who connected the
vastness of heaven with the mundane realities of the lives they experienced.
Here then are
five foundational characteristics of that Celtic Christianity. First, Celtic Christianity was based on
monasticism. However, do not be
imagining hermits or be thinking of singing monks shut off from the world. On the contrary, an essential element in the
Celtic church was living in community.
That is what monasticism meant.
The role of the
church was not simply to declare doctrine, but rather to live out the Gospel of
Christ in the world, in community. The
central message was less on knowing and more on doing. It was personal and relational and so reflected Celtic
culture. It was seeking to be “at home”
with Jesus. It was as St. Francis of
Assisi said, “Preach the gospel; if necessary, use words.”
Second, Celtic
Christianity was a sacred celebration of the ordinariness of human life and the
world. For Celtic Christians, nothing
was secular because everything was sacred and nothing lay outside of God’s
grace. God could be seen – not in
mystical visions or necessarily even in church – but God could be found in and
through everything around the Celts – in what they saw, heard, tasted, smelled,
and touched. It all spoke of God, and it
was incarnational living at its best.
As Miller
writes in his Guide, “There was no false
divide between the sacred and secular. Where an integrated life, of body and
soul, work and worship, wonder and ordinariness; prayer and life are the norm. A
sacramental outlook that, because it sees God in everything, encouraged a
reverence for God’s creation and a respect for the care of his world. An
everyday spirituality of ordinariness accessible to all.” The ever-dynamic presence of God was infused
all of daily life, having the potential to transform it.
In this interweaving of intimacy and awe, every little
occurrence could be an encounter with God.
Third, Celtic
Christians were committed to pilgrimage, in the very best sense of the
word. In Celtic Christianity, a
pilgrimage might be a physical wandering from place to place – but never with a
specific destination, as we might think nowadays. Pilgrimage might also be an inner journey of
the heart. Either way, it was a pathway
to connecting with people, building community, and exploring spirituality. It was a living into (and out of) the story
of faith.
In other words,
for the Celtic Christian, all of life was a pilgrimage, “a journey without
maps” (to quote Frederick Buechner). It
was a moving into the known and the unknown, following the nudge of a Spirit
born out of the wildness of the British Isles, seeking God in both the
excitement and the ordinariness of life.
Fourth,
Celtic Christians believed in hospitality of the heart. They believed in welcoming God into their
lives each day and welcoming others as well because, who knows, one of them
might be the Christ. It was an
all-embracing welcome – not fettered by age, gender, or ethnic background.
Celtic
Christians looked for the sacred soul in everyone. It is as the ancient Irish rune declared: “I saw a stranger last night. I
put food in the eating place, drink in the drinking place, music in the
listening place, and in the sacred name of the Triune, he blessed myself and my
house and my cattle and my dear ones. And the lark said in her song, ‘Often,
often, often goes the Christ in the stranger’s guise.’”
Fifth, Celtic Christians were creation
affirming. They believed that God would
redeem all of creation – all of it - through Jesus Christ. They embraced the wonder of creation as well
as their own immediate physical environment.
They maintained a strong sense of place and understood the importance of
roots and identity.
They knew that God could be found in
nature, especially in what they called “thin places” where the veil between the
worlds was lifted. Even time was a
sacred dimension. For Celtic Christians,
time was not chronological with one historical even following another. It was eternal time where past, present, and
future were all linked.
All those
characteristics of Celtic Christianity we will be exploring the next four
Sundays. We will be like the three
ancient Irishmen who were adrift on the sea from Ireland for seven days in
small boats without oars. They landed in Cornwall in the west of England and were
brought to the court of King Alfred. He
asked them where they had come from and where they were going. They answered that “they stole away because
they wanted for the love of God to be on pilgrimage, we care not where.”
So it will be
for us. We too will be on a
pilgrimage. We too will be wandering
and, in our wandering, we shall be wondering about Christ and where the Spirit
might be calling us.
Each Sunday, as
we enter this sacred space and walk beneath the branches of the trees at the
back, symbolically we will be entering a new world. For some, it may be just another week in
church. For others, it might be a thin
place.
Each week we
will begin with visuals of the landscapes of Scotland, Ireland, or Wales. We will see, as theologian John O’Donohue
said in a public radio interview: “The diversity of the landscape, the amazing kind of light
that’s in it. There is something in the (Celtic) landscape that naturally
anchors a spirituality which somehow reveals or discloses the eternal.” For all of us, this worship series will be an opportunity to
praise God as we are commanded in the Psalms to praise God. We will praise God through the Celtic
melodies we will hear and sing. We will
praise God through the ancient and modern Celtic prayers we will pray. We will bless one another with ancient Celtic
blessings. We will anchor our worship
and praise in the notion that all of life is a blessing and that God can be
found not only in great cathedrals but also in our little church.
As one blogger
I read this week wrote, “We
may not be able to travel to faraway places, but there is yet benefit in being
a ‘heart’ pilgrim. (That is,) having
that nomadic approach to life that is always open to moving on, not getting
stuck in a rut, open to new experiences, new relationships and
understandings – open to the ever onward call of Spirit, (the Spirit that)
Celtic Christians perceived as ‘the wild goose’!" And who knows, on our travels, we might even meet St.
Patrick, St. Cuthbert, or St. Columba on the way. But surely, somewhere, somehow, we will have
an opportunity to meet the Christ.
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