Amos on a Monday Morning

I subscribe to "God Pause," a daily devotion from Luther Seminary. This week's devotions are being written by one of my seminary roommates, who now serves a congregation in Maryland. Paige is on the money with this one.


Monday, 9/24/2007
Amos 6:1a, 4-7 (NRSV)
1 Alas for those who are at ease in Zion, and for those who feel secure on Mount Samaria; 4 Alas for those who lie on beds of ivory and lounge on their couches and eat lambs from the flock and calves from the stall; 5 who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp, and like David improvise on instruments of music;6 who drink wine from bowls and anoint themselves with the finest oils but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph! 7 Therefore they shall now be the first to go into exile and the revelry of the loungers shall pass away.

Amos offers a bracing prophecy for a Monday. As we begin the work week and get caught up in earning a living, Amos forces us to examine how we use the riches God has placed in our hands.
Alas for those who lie comfortably on custom-made beds, lounge in front of HDTVs and eat takeout several times a week.
Alas for those who drink the priciest wine and anoint themselves with the best the mall has to offer.
Like the Israelites in Amos's time, we anesthetize ourselves with pleasures so we don't have to be grieved over the world's troubles or moved to help the poor. The prophet reminds us that our material comforts will not last. Our revelry will pass away.
As we jump into another week, Amos calls us to orient our hearts to God, who provides all that we need and frees us to share it.

Gracious God, subdue my desire for those things that do not last. In the death and resurrection of Jesus, you have given me the only gift that will not pass away. Open my eyes and free my heart to use whatever you will place in my hands this week to serve others in Jesus' name. Amen.

Paige G. Evers
Lord of Life Lutheran Church, Edgewood, Md.
Master of Divinity , 2001

Automatic Pronouns

Yesterday was the fifth anniversary of my ordination to Word and Sacrament ministry. In other words, I've been a pastor for five years now. In those five years, some things I hoped would change have changed, and some haven't.

It was about 10 years ago that I told my parents I was serious about going to seminary to pursue ordained ministry. Of course they wanted the best for me, and for me to be the best I can be. So, in typical fashion, my dad had some "words of wisdom" for me, always delivered at times I was least able or willing to hear them. The usual line was, "Lindean, if you're going to be a pastor, you're going to have to ______" and then he would fill in the blank with whatever he saw as suitable correction to my current situation. It most often sounded something like this: "Lindean, if you're gonna be a pastor, you're gonna hafta be nicer to your sister." "Lindean, if you're gonna be a pastor, you're gonna hafta get organized and stay organized." "... you're gonna hafta... " "...you're gonna hafta..."

To be honest, I finally got sick of it, and replied with equal venom, "Dad, I AM gonna be a pastor, and you're gonna hafta get used to it."

And the amazing thing is, he has. I'm the first pastor in my family, and they're used to it now. After all, I'm not THEIR pastor: I'm their daughter, or sister, or sister-in-law, or niece, or whatever. And they've learned that capable pastors can indeed be "she."

Unfortunately, I continue to wait for that last bit of learning to be true of the rest of the church - even (especially) the ELCA.

This last week I was visiting another congregation about 30 miles from here. I'd never been there before, but was a bit early for my meeting, so I greeted the receptionist and had a seat. An older gentleman, a member of that congregation, was having a conversation with the receptionist about clergy and congregation size. He expressed admiration for a congregation of 420 members who have two full time pastors, and asked me about my congregation. I said I'm from SOV, and that for about 1500 members we have two full-time pastors and a diaconal minister. He replied, "Oh, two pastors and a woman." And he turned back around to address the receptionist.

I corrected him, and said, "Actually, I'm one of the pastors." He looked a little surprised, but didn't apologize for his error.

I understand that women have "only" been ordained in the ELCA for 37 years now, but I still get frustrated every time the generic reference to pastor is "he." Pronouns seem to be automatic for so many vocations, and that implicit communication gets under my skin every time. Doctor? He. Scientist? He. Nurse? She. Aargh!

I wonder what it will take for all of us to let go of our assumptions about who God calls to do what.

I pray the Holy Spirit will help us use our language to communicate well and faithfully. And that she won't delay in doing so.

PS - If hearing any member of the Trinity referred to as "she" disturbs you, please note that the word for "spirit" in both Hebrew and Greek is a feminine noun.

Another SOV Blog

Audrey Keller, our new Director of Youth and Family Ministry, has begun a blog of her own. I am proud to link to it here, and will add it to our regular "link" list over on the left -->.
Her blog offers updated info on our youth & family ministries and programs, as well as her thoughts on life and the world. I commend it to you...