It seems to
me, as I reflect on the week I spent at the St. John's Monastery in Minnesota,
just how much I have prayed 3 times a day with brothers (or sisters at St.
Benedict's in St. Joseph), and another couple times a day, plus a time each day
of Lectio Divina with my own brothers and sisters in the dispersed community of
St. Brigid of Kildare. At some times in
my life, that amount of prayer would have equaled a years' effort.
What first struck me a couple of years ago,
when I went to St. John's the first time, was the silence. Most people don't know what to do with
silence. Some just can't stand it. They will turn on a TV or a radio not to be
entertained or informed, but just so that void can be filled.
But in this
week, silence was a constant companion, and for those used to it, a
companionable one. We each had our own
room, or “cell”, I guess in monkish terms, and that was a place of quiet and
peace. The brothers would walk in
silently to pray, and walk out just as quietly.
The main
structure of Benedictine prayer is to pray the Psalms, all 150 of them, in a
week. Each Psalm is either recited or
chanted, and there are always three or four, plus other worship elements. And there is at least a full minute of
silence between each element, between each Psalm.
Being
comfortable with silence is something many of us human beings grow into. For us in the developed world, silence
doesn't feel natural, the way it might for the vast population of the US.
Now this is
not a sermon about how “I am such a better pray-er than you.” We were all raised, those of us who were
raised in the church, anyway, to believe that prayer was a requirement, a
duty. Maybe, for some of us, it even
became a chore.
When prayer
feels the same to you as doing the dishes, we've missed the point.
We're
trained by our culture about what prayer should be. We assimilate the proper ratio of praise to
petition, and to use poetical words.
We've all learned the way to do it.
Have you
noticed, though, that the Lord's Prayer does it wrong?
Have you
noticed that the Lord's Prayer rushes through a perfunctory praise section, and
gets right to the asking for stuff?
“Our
Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be
done...”
“All
righty”, we say, “got that done, now to
the petitions, which is the point”
“Give us
this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those
who trespass against us.”
Don't you
think that's kind of odd, that the language seems to put a one-to-one
equivalency between what we forgive and what we're forgiven for? That isn't what it means, I think. I think it means that we are to forgive as
God forgives, meaning, in the same manner, with the same generosity and the
same forbearance.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver
us from evil...”
In other
words, “please God, keep us fed, don't let us be punished as harshly as we
might deserve, and help us to be graceful with the people who have hurt
us.” oh, and keep us safe.
And then we
get a little more praise at the end.
Jesus prays
it wrong, according to the ways we were taught as Christians.
Whoops.
Jesus then
goes on to talk about persistence in prayer.
He tells the story of a man who goes to his neighbors' house at three in
the morning, because he's just received a guest, and the guest is hungry. The man has no food in the house, so he goes
to the next door neighbors' hoiuse and says “help help! I need some bread for my guest!” Well, the neighbor of course tells him he's
not going to get up, it's three in the morning, the door is locked, all the
kids are asleep.
But Jesus
tells us that if we are persistent, the neighbor will of course get up. There's another story of the same type, a few
chapters later in Luke, which Jesus tells the story of a woman who is
persistent in her complaint with a Judge, and the judge finally grants her her
justice just so she'll stop bothering him.
Where I
grew up, the word “bold” was generally a positive term-you could get bold flavors,
paint in bold colors, or someone had made some bold (and therefore admirable)
decisions.
Then I move
to Northeastern PA, and learn that it is a negative attribute here. It means “uppity”, or “impolite”, or “rude.”
Folks, this
text is telling us to pray boldly. We're
being told to pray impolitely; we're told to pray persistently.
There's a
quote that I want to share with you all, which was very new to me this week,
but is apparently an old chestnut, from George Buttrick:
“If God is not and the life of man poor, solitary, nasty,
brutish and short, prayer is the veriest self-deceit. If God is, yet is known
only as vague rumor and dark coercion, prayer is whimpering folly: it were
noble to die. But if God is in some deep and eternal sense like Jesus,
friendship with Him is our first concern, worthiest art, best resource and
sublimest joy.”
What he's
basically saying is: If God doesn't
exist, prayer is a self delusion. We
re
hollering our worries and joys into a vacuum.
If God does exist, and yet we don't know anything about God, God is just
a great big unknowable entity, then prayer is pathetic and sad. We don't know whether God cares.
But if
Jesus can be seen as evidence of God's character, if we know about God because
we know the stories of Jesus, then we know we lift our prayers to someone who
hears and cares.
Now, of
course, Buttrick believes the third choice.
Scripture tells us that Jesus is indeed a reflection of God; the term
“Emmanuel” means “God with Us.”
Everything we know about God's character, we know through Jesus.
It pays,
therefore, for us to pay attention to the words of Jesus in the Bible. It behooves us to attend to what Jesus tells
us about prayer. They are the answers to
the test! It is God telling us how to pray
to God!
And God's
telling us to be bold... to be impertinent.
God tells us to be uppity!
God tells
us to be persistent. This is how we are
supposed to pray. Not lady-like, or
gentlemanly, but whooping, and crying, and sighing and groaning.
Thy will be
done, give us this day our daily bread, forgive us as we forgive others, and
don't let us get into trouble.
Amen.
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