Welcome to Baltimore #GC80 --

While you are here in Baltimore we would like to invite you to come get to know the history of the Episcopal Church in West Baltimore. 

Memorial Episcopal Church has curated two outdoor walking tours of West Baltimore - Thursday July 7th and Saturday July 9th. Tours will start and end at 1505 Eutaw Place - The Baltimore Unity Hall

Plan to meet at 11 am for an 11:30 am departure. Thursday’s tour will focus on the case for reparations - the history of racism, segregation and division led by the Episcopal Church in Baltimore.

Saturday’s tour will emphasize the moments of resilience and hope in Black Baltimore - including the important role of Black Episcopal Leaders in the civil rights movement.

The View from Bolton Street

Baking Bread Together…. Apart

A Sabbatical Journey

Hello from the Corner of Bolton and Lafayette,

As you are (hopefully) aware, on August 1st I will begin a three-and-a-half-month sabbatical with the support of Memorial’s staff and vestry, and the tremendous generosity of the Lily Endowment.  The current language around sabbaticals is that the congregation and clergy take a sabbatical ‘together’.  While I don’t think Lily is going to support all of us going to Southern India in October, I do recognize that my absence will be a time of rest for many of you.  Thankfully, we have an excellent sabbatical committee that is working to ensure things will go smoothly and that we all are able to refresh, restore and renew ourselves over the next few months. 

The sabbatical is called: “Grains, Trains, and Automobiles”  and it uses the process of Baking Bread - Mixing, Leavening, Stretching, Resting, Baking - to help us understand the hard work of rest, and to explore the role that hospitality plays in our ability to work across difference, repair relationships, and see the face of Christ in the other. 

The last three years have been extremely exciting and challenging for all of us here at Memorial.  From Justice and Reparations to COVID and Renovations we have all had our share of highs and lows, we could all use a rest, even as we are all excited for what is coming next with respect to reparations, the completion of the renovations, and the next five years of Memorial’s life. Deacon Natalie has put together an excellent group of preachers and celebrants to assist with worship, and the vestry and lay leadership are excited to step into some new leadership roles. 

We all agree that this long season of COVID has shifted some of our leadership and worship patterns, and this is an opportunity to rebalance responsibilities between staff and volunteers, and also for some new leaders to rise up within the congregation.  So if that speaks to you, I hope you will reach out to the sabbatical committee to volunteer!  

The Sabbatical will be broken up into parts: 

Mix: When you mix ingredients for baking you are giving them time to get to know each other, connect, and strengthen the bonds and relationships between the parts. It is also a good time to look at what needs to be repaired and restored within ourselves and our community. 

Leaven: The leaven is what agitates the flour and gluten, allows the bread to rise, and creates space to breathe.  During this period, I will be ‘interning’ at a local bakery here in Baltimore, deepening my own understanding and appreciation of the bread baking process, and working out a whole other set of skills and muscles in the process.

Stretch and Fold:  Part of this sabbatical is also making sure Monica, Isabella, and Nicolas also get their own sabbatical experiences - so we will be stretching ourselves on a two-day train ride through the Rockies from Denver to San Francisco.  We will be visiting friends that we have not seen in many years and taking Isabella to Sequoia National Park and Nicolas to the Golden Gate Bridge because that is on both of their bucket lists. 

Bake: Finally, we will finish the sabbatical with an extended trip to Southern India as a family. We will be exploring the way of St. Thomas, and also exploring the concept of hospitality and inter-religious dialogue in one of the few places where so many world religions live together in peace and harmony.  

Through all of this, you will be meeting experts in baking, Christian hospitality, The Church in (and of) South India, and rest and renewal.  Finally, we will all come back together in mid-November to bake bread together.  

My ‘leave-taking Sunday’ will be July 31st. Please plan to join us for a send-off celebration on that day, with food, drinks, music, and community. 

I want to thank again our vestry, our sabbatical committee, Deacon Natalie, and all of you, for making this possible. 

The View from Bolton Street

Unity

This weekend is the 15th anniversary of the No Boundaries Block Party.  The brainchild of Ray Kelly and Rebecca Nagle, the party that became a movement started as a way to bring both sides of Eutaw Place together.   What better way to get people to come together than a party?  

After 15 years, we can look around this country and even this city and see so much work left to be done, yet in this little corner of Baltimore, we continue to be more and more united across divisions of race and class and neighborhood as we all seek one common goal.  More opportunities and more joy for everyone in the 21217 zip code.   What better way to celebrate this than another party?  I hope you will come out and join friends and neighbors this Saturday from 12-4 and join in the fun.

Two other important things are happening at the same time: First, the No Boundaries Coalition is moving as an organization back to where it all started, to the 1500 Block of Eutaw Place inside the Unity Hall, developed by MAC, the former Memorial Apartments Corporation on which Ashiah Parker and Myself serve as President and Vice President, respectively.  

Eutaw Place has been a destination kind of address for the entire life of this city.  When the Phoenix Club was opened at 1505 Eutaw Place it was the first Jewish Social Club to make it to Eutaw.  When Lillie Carroll Jackson purchased her home at 1320 Eutaw she became the first African-American and the first woman to own property here.  

With the Opening of the Unity Hall (at 1505 Eutaw no less) We are opening, on this historic line of division, a space open to all — for arts, culture, community, entertainment, job training, and education — a building that will serve the entire community.  

The first meeting to plan the Unity Hall was a listening session at Pedestal Gardens led, of course, by Ray Kelly. Next, we were in the Rec Center.  We did a radical thing when trying to understand what this building should be — we talked to the people we wanted to be in it.  

When Elijah needed to hear the voice of God, he went up to a cave on a high mountain and lived through a hurricane, an earthquake, a fire,  and a storm before he could hear the still small voice of God.   We did not have to go that far.  We just had to listen to each other.  

I hope you will come and see the Unity Hall this weekend, and also come back and visit in the months and years to come. 

The View from Bolton Street

Phew. We made it. 

It has been a long program year. From in person to zoom worship and back again.  Through Delta and Omicron. Our young men (and women) got vaccinated and our old men (and women) got boosted. 

Many of us recovered from COVID many of us are still waiting for when our number is up.  

We hired a new youth director (Hi Miles!) and then we went virtual.  We hired a new Reparations Organizer (Hi Anthony!) and were actually able to get work going.  

We thought we would have air conditioning but apparently God (and the city zoning department) had other plans.  

We supported more than 200 Afghans getting out of Afghanistan and have helped around 100 settle here in Baltimore.  

The Unity Hall on Eutaw Place opens next week and we have deepened our connections and relationships with neighborhood coalitions and organizations alike.  

The Choir came back and sang in person (Hallelujah!) and acolytes, ushers, vergers, altar guild, and the flower guild all learned to re-navigate the sanctuary.  

You all deserve a big BIG round of applause.  And a break.  

To the volunteers who re-learned their ministries 3 or 4 times over this year - THANK YOU. 

To the staff who put up with an ever changing set of rules, guidance, and responsibilities - THANK YOU. 

To the choir and musicians who came back to sing - THANK YOU.

To the volunteers who sat in front of computers and tablets in the church and at home so others could worship - THANK YOU. 

To the Deacon who is more and more a superwoman every day - THANK YOU. 

To all of you who were nervous about coming back to worship but got up the courage to come to church - THANK YOU. 

To the parents who were just able to get their kids out the door to school this year - THANK YOU.

To the folks who couldn’t quite make it back in to church but still pray with us on zoom or YouTube - THANK YOU. 

To the vestry who have guided this ship this year - THANK YOU.  

To our interns - Carolyn and Ryan who brought new energy and life to ministries and efforts - THANK YOU.

To our Justice and Reparations Committee for your incredible work guiding our thinking, our hiring and our focus - THANK YOU. 

To everyone who donated supplies and money to support Afghan Refugees - THANK YOU. 

For everyone who had patience with me when I did not return a call or missed a meeting or was unavailable - THANK YOU. 

Truly — you all have been exceptional this year.  Please join us as we celebrate this Sunday with a jazz band and a festive outdoor coffee hour to say thank you to all of our volunteers and to celebrate what it is to be part of the Memorial community. 

Thank you. 

The View from Bolton Street

Are not all these who are speaking Galileans? And how is it that we hear, each of us, in our own native language?

Acts 2

This week one of our own experienced a tragedy, but one that is far too common here in Baltimore.  Anthony Francis, our reparations organizer, was sleeping when he felt the ground shake on Monday.  When he went outside the house at the end of his block had collapsed, falling on top of the Harlem Park community garden that Anthony and other neighbors have maintained for many years. 

The next day he was startled by a loud banging on his door at 8 am as the Housing Department said he had 20 minutes to move his vehicle or the city would tow it so they could demolish that house and the two next to it. WMAR covered the story.

It is an all too common story: a vacant home, owned by the city since the 1970’s, collapsed because of institutional neglect, damaging a number of other properties and possibly Anthony’s own home.   The startling part (for me) is that when I drove over on Tuesday morning to see what was going on things were… empty.  No one really cared. Despite tons of toxic materials thrown into the air next to an elementary school, the destruction of one of the few safe community spaces and multiple owner occupied properties at risk, the city just yawned.  

I took some photos, a short video, and shared the story on social media.  Within an hour multiple press outlets reached out to get more information. WMAR ran a story on the 11 O’Clock news and by this morning the City Housing Department had set a meeting with Anthony to discuss next steps.  

Let me be clear. This is not a story about me being a hero.  It is a story about people and places that do not speak a common language; about a lack of trust between resident and government in certain zip codes and census tracts that require an outside voice to intervene to get attention.  

This is a story about broken relationships. About the need for reparations. We talk all the time about ‘Smalltimore’ but once again the need for reparations, particularly around housing and environmental justice, is brought to our church’s doorstep.  

This week we celebrate the feast of pentecost — a day when we see the Holy Spirit make plain to the world the salvific power of Jesus Christ.  Stories and moments and traumas and healings that were hidden from view for so many communities were suddenly made plain. 

This is what we need to do here in Baltimore. Make plain the reality of the need for reparations and the work ahead of us here in Baltimore.  So I want to invite you to take part in Reparations Month this June.  Every Sunday we will have a different focus — Criminal Justice, Housing, Environmental Justice and Education.  It will be reflected in the prayers, the homily, and in a post church coffee and conversation in the Parish Hall.  See the flyer below for more details. 

This week we will welcome Donna Brown from The Citizen’s Policing Project (CPP) who will share some urgent advocacy efforts at the city and state level regarding Consent Decree here in Baltimore and community oversight over police accountability efforts.  I hope you will join us. 

The View from Bolton Street

Then little children were being brought to him in order that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; but Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.’ And he laid his hands on them and went on his way.

Matthew 19:13-15 

Once more for the governor of Texas, the U.S. Senate, and the National Rifle Association….

Then little children were being brought to him in order that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; but Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.’ And he laid his hands on them and went on his way.

Matthew 19:13-15 

If America is indeed a Christian nation, we are not a very good one, at least when it comes to how we treat our children.  We pretend that school shootings are an unpreventable and unpredictable phenomenon rather than actually do something to stop them. 

Rather than blame guns we blame mental health—but then we cut mental health supports in schools. 

Rather than blame guns we blame broken homes—but refuse to change incarceration policies that result in the overwhelming percentage of the incarcerated being young Black men. 

Rather than blame guns we blame a lack of prayer—but then we tell anyone gay, trans, foreign, non-english speaking that they are not welcome in Church. 

Rather than blame guns— we say we need MORE GUNS. More guns in schools, in malls, in churches, everywhere.  In Lakeland there was a ‘good guy with a gun’ who could not stop the bad guy with a gun. In Uvalde, Texas there were two.  They were not able to prevent the murder of 18 children in an Elementary school. 

What must Jesus think when he looks down at this supposedly Christian nation who continues to sacrifice children’s lives on the altar of gun rights?  He weeps, I am sure for the Children lost.  But even moreso he weeps for us. 

The Kingdom of Heaven does not belong to Colt, or Smith, or Wesson. It belongs to the Little Children - and the rest of us stand little chance of gaining admission if we don’t change something. 

The View from Bolton Street

O God, you have prepared for those who love you such good things as surpass our understanding: Pour into our hearts such love towards you, that we, loving you in all things and above all things, may obtain your promises, which exceed all that we can desire; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

The collect (A collective prayer said in all Episcopal and most Anglican Churches around the world) this week is hopeful, uplifting, and an important reminder of God's never failing love for us, even in difficult times. 

It also serves to gently prod us that we need God's help in everything, even loving God! Pour into our hearts such love towards you. It is reminiscent of the prayer the desire to please you does please you. We often desperately want to love God, but can't quite bring ourselves to do it on our own.  

Love may have been the last thing on your minds when you read, or heard, or saw the news of the shooting in Buffalo this week.  As a community that has been so focused on racial reconciliation and seeking Jesus' help in exterminating white supremacy and racism from the church, it is particularly painful to see how far we as a nation are, and to see innocent black communities suffer because of endemic racism in our society. 

I know our natural instinct as people of faith is to pray when bad things happen, and we should!  But what exactly should we pray for?  For those who have died? Why? They are already with Jesus, they have received their reward.  Instead we need to pray for ourselves.  All of us.  That God may pour God's love into our hearts so that we can stop turning a blind eye to the petty indignities of white supremacy and then be surprised when it takes off the mask in these acts of terror.  

This didn't happen just because one man was radicalized by bad people over the internet.  It happens because as a culture white america is indifferent to the continuing reality of the legacy of slavery until blood is spilled, and then we can't run fast enough to any excuse to not change how we live, work, move, or have our being. 

This happened because we tolerate underfunded schools in black neighborhoods, because we ignore radical disparities in sentencing and incarceration rates, because we laugh when someone assumes the black person is the assistant, the janitor, the help, the client in a diverse group of people.  

This happened because we have allowed our children and our children's children, protestants and catholics, to forget about the dream, and settle for watching someone else's nightmare.  Because the bottom line really is the bottom line, and the only place that black truly matters is on a balance sheet. 

In this weeks Gospel Jesus comes across a man who has dragged himself to a pool filled with healing waters, only to have everyone step over him to get in as soon as the waters are prepared.  No matter how hard he tries he cannot heal because no one sees him as worth being healed.   Instead, they, we, shout 'Physician heal thyself' 'pull yourself up by your bootstraps' 'this is the land of opportunity' while we forget that we opportunistically took this land from someone else who was kind enough to share it.  

The funny thing about this story is that Jesus doesn't help the man get in the water.  He doesn't do what is expected of him. He doesn't uphold the status quo. 

He just tells the man to get up and walk and sends him on his way.  He repairs, restores, and heals him - not for one day, but for all time. 

Now I am not Jesus, and neither are you.  But we have the same opportunity - to move away from doing the same things that have gotten the same results and instead repair relationships, restore streets, and heal broken hearts. 

And the only way to do that is love.  

But first we have to pray. Pray God will help us to love, because this we cannot do on our own. 

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Okay on the one hand…

I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. 

John 13:34

And on the other…. 

Love your neighbor as yourself. 

Leviticus 19:18

Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the almighty

Job 6:14

Psalm 41:1

Blessed are those who have regard for the weak; the Lord delivers them in times of trouble.

“How long will you defend the unjust and show partiality to the wicked? Defend the cause of the weak and the fatherless; maintain the rights of the poor and oppressed. Rescue the weak and needy; deliver them from the hand of the wicked.”

Psalm 82:2-4

Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in your power to act.

Proverbs 3:27

Whoever oppresses the poor shows contempt for their Maker, but whoever is kind to the needy honors God.

Proverbs 14:31

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity

Proverbs 17:17

Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.

Isaiah 1:17

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.

Micah 6:8

This is what the Lord Almighty said: “Administer true justice; show mercy and compassion to one another.”

Zechariah 7:9

And that is just a small sampling of the many, many examples of Old Testament commandments to love one another.  

So…. Is Jesus, wrong?  Did he forget?  Skip these lessons in Hebrew School? 

Certainly, certainly not.  

After all, Jesus has said multiple times in his ministry before this last supper scene that we should ‘love our neighbor.’  Jesus knows the law. The Disciples know the law.  

It is us, I am afraid, who do not know the law. 

In this moment Jesus is speaking specifically to his disciples, his closest followers, telling and showing them how they will make it through the trying difficult times ahead.  By staying united. Staying together. 

When we are confronted with big external stresses and fears, it is tempting for us to turn on each other.  Argue about which of us is the purest, who we should follow, who caused all this mess!  Instead of banding together.  

It is not an accident that the physical representation of this kind of love is foot washing.  A humbling and less than dignified act that requires the participants to acknowledge they are not superior even as they acknowledge their love for each other.  

In that sense, it is a new commandment.  Not for all humanity, or Christians, or the Jewish people, but for communities of faith working through difficult times.  

Have you ever noted this behavior in yourself, or people you care about?  A tragedy affects a family, a church, an organization, a movement - and there is an immediate push to identify who is at fault within the community and strive towards some kind of ideological purity.  Often this strife can mean the end of the Church, family, or movement. 

Rather than fighting over who is the greatest, the purest, the rightest — perhaps our move should be to reach out in humility and love to each other, re-develop the bonds of affection that have perhaps atrophied or gone slack so that we are able to work as a community of love to overcome those stresses and pressures that seek to pull us apart. 

Jesus knew his disciples would be pulled apart, so he wanted to prepare them with the antidote.  And prepare us as well. That antidote is love.  Humble, sacrificial, love. 

The View from Bolton Street

Now in Joppa, there was a disciple whose name was Tabitha, which in Greek is Dorcas. She was devoted to good works and acts of charity. At that time, she became ill and died. When they had washed her, they laid her in a room upstairs.

So, Peter got up and went with them; and when he arrived, they took him to the room upstairs. All the widows stood beside him, weeping and showing tunics and other clothing that Dorcas had made while she was with them. Peter put all of them outside, and then he knelt down and prayed. He turned to the body and said, "Tabitha, get up." Then she opened her eyes, and seeing Peter, she sat up. 

Acts 9

Peter, the Rock on which Jesus builds his church - travels to Joppa to see a gentile apostle named Tabitha, prays for her. and raises her from the Dead. 

Jairus’ daughter, the hemorrhaging woman, the Samaritan woman at the well, Mary and Martha, and Mary again all benefit from Jesus’ healing in his earthly ministry. Lydia and Junia, both apostles of Saint Paul, are leaders in the early Church after having their own encounters with Christ’s salvific love. 

Tabloid Christianity might have you forget the voice of these early women theologians and apostles, but they are not forgotten to the Church or to God.  Perhaps now as much as ever we need those voices in our midst as we process the anger, uncertainty, worry, and fear around the likely overturning of Roe v. Wade and the subsequent criminalization of abortion in much of the United States.   So, is God Pro-Life? Pro-Choice? Agnostic? Abstaining? 

God is the creator and redeemer of all humankind, of course, God is pro-life, though not in the narrow, small way it is defined in our public discourse. For God is pro ABUNDANT life, in all of its fullness. In her book Pro-Choice and Christian, the Rev. Kira Austin-Young talks about the need to seek abundant life for all. “A Consistent pro-life Christian ethic should have as much to say about every death-dealing, anti-flourishing scenario as it does about abortion…a consistent pro-life ethic would be as concerned with the quality of life of any particular child as it is with that child’s birth, and we need a broader conversation on what that looks like.”(Austin-Young. 92) 

I am a pro-abundant-life Christian, which means that I acknowledge that people of faith have a responsibility to support the fullness of life for all of humanity, not just those in the womb. That there are times and reasons and seasons where a woman may not be able to bear a child; these moments are heartbreaking, but they are not prevented or ameliorated by outlawing abortion. If anything they are made worse. 

As priest and  pastor, I would like to offer a few prayerful reflections in this most tender time.  

No matter what the Supreme Court does or does not do - our responsibility as people of faith does not change. It is to care for the lost, to bind up the broken, to lift up the lowly.  A repeal of Roe v. Wade  will not dissolve the need for abortions, nor will it resolve the economic, social and societal pressures that make abortions a reality.  Theologians, politicians and others can pretend that this is the case– but we should know better.  

Jesus calls us to care for each other, to find Christ in each other. To love, first and foremost. To pray for those who are lost and need to be brought closer to God. There are many who need our prayers today.

Those who would demand a child be born while celebrating removing the safety net that allows that child to flourish are very lost indeed, very far from Christ.  And so I pray for those celebrating today. 

Those who have endured abortions, proudly, quietly, or sadly, find themselves judged today in the public square by people who claim to speak for Christ.  And so I pray for those mourning today. 

Those who support women and families making these most difficult decisions, providing care, counseling, support, and love - often while their own lives are threatened by radicals on the other side - are hurting today.  And so I pray for the helpers today.

Those who don’t know what to say, who are scared to say anything for fear they won’t be able to hold it together, or are terrified of what someone they love will say in response are lonely and scared right now.  And so I pray for the isolated and alone today. 

Those who have quietly led lives of grace and dignity living out God’s call of abundant life, discouraging abortions while also providing food, shelter, job training, support and love for mothers and young families. Who sit vigil at execution chambers and write thousands of letters asking for clemency, for release to the captives, for an end to the death penalty.  And so I pray for those who have the courage to live out the fullness of their convictions today. 

Our public discourse is so broken that it is almost impossible to hold a public opinion on abortion that is not at one end of two extremes.  And so I pray for all of us today. 

A lot can happen in a few months,  nothing from the Supreme Court yet is final and the various motivations and strategies being used to fight this battle are mostly unknown to you and me. And so I pray that cooler heads prevail today. 

But mostly I pray for you. And me.  For ears to listen to the voices of female saints and theologians past and present; For hearts to embrace those we love and those we disagree with and sometimes those are the same people; For legs to carry us forward; and For arms to pick each other up when we falter.  So that we may all come eternal, abundant life with Christ our savior.