Pentecost +7, Year C

Musical Reflection
Demons by The National

 

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Invocation

God, whose reign comes
impossibly near:
share with us the authority
that sets others free;
send us on the way
of challenge and conversion;
reveal to us the vision
of hatred falling from its throne
in summer lightning storms;
through Jesus Christ, who empowers us.

Amen.

First Reading
The Name Drawn from the Names
by Juan Ramón Jiménez
translated by Robert Bly

If I have created a world for you, in your place,
god, you had to come to it confident,
and you have come to it, to my refuge,

because my whole world was nothing but my hope.

   I have been saving up my hope
in language, in a spoken name, a written name;
I had given a name to everything,
and you have taken the place

of all these names.

   Now I can hold back my movement
inside the coal of my continual living and being,
as the flame reins itself back inside the red coal,
surrounded by air that is all blue fire;
now I am my own sea that has been suddenly stopped somewhere,
the sea I used to speak of, but not heavy,
stiffened into waves of an awareness filled with light,

and all of them moving upward, upward.

   All the names that I gave
to the universe that I created again for you
are now all turning into one name, into one

god.

   The god who, in the end, is always
the god created and recreated and recreated
through grace and never through force.

The God. The name drawn from the names.


Second Reading
Hoop Snake

by Rebecca Wee

the second time we met
he told me about the hoop snake

(temporal, exquisite,
a godless man

so I listened)

we weren’t sure though
if it could be true

a snake that takes its tail in its mouth
then rolls through the world

but there are reasons to believe in god
and this seems a good one

we brought wine to the porch, spoke
of piety, marriage,

devotion assumed for reasons
that could not sustain it

while lightning took apart the sky
the fields leapt up the stream’s

muddy lustre its sinuous length
liminal, lush, the grass black

the unheard melodies and those that catch
the leaves beginning to fret

I don’t remember now what he said his eyes
revising that dark

after he left I walked through the grass the rain
asked how do things work?

we are after something miraculous

we open our mouths we believe
we turn
at times

we gather speed

 

 


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Gospel Reading
Luke 10:1-20

After these things, Jesus commissioned seventy-two others and sent them on ahead in pairs to every city and place he was about to go. He said to them, “The harvest is bigger than you can imagine, but there are few workers. Therefore, plead with the overseer of the harvest to send out workers for the harvest. Go! Be warned, though, that I’m sending you out as lambs among wolves. Carry no wallet, no bag, and no sandals. Don’t even greet anyone along the way. Whenever you enter a house, first say, ‘May peace be on this house.’ If anyone there shares God’s peace, then your peace will rest on that person. If not, your blessing will return to you. Remain in this house, eating and drinking whatever they set before you, for workers deserve their pay. Don’t move from house to house. Whenever you enter a city and its people welcome you, eat what they set before you. Heal the sick who are there, and say to them, ‘The reign of God has come upon you.’ Whenever you enter a city and the people don’t welcome you, go out into the streets and say, ‘As a complaint against you, we brush off the dust of your city that has collected on our feet. But know this: the reign of God has come to you.’ I assure you that Sodom will be better off on Judgment Day than that city.

“How terrible it will be for you, Chorazin. How terrible it will be for you, Bethsaida. If the miracles done among you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have changed their hearts and lives long ago. They would have sat around in funeral clothes and ashes. But Tyre and Sidon will be better off at the judgment than you. And you, Capernaum, will you be honoured by being raised up to the skies? No, you will be hurled down to Hades. Whoever listens to you listens to me. Whoever rejects you rejects me. Whoever rejects me rejects the One who sent me.”

The seventy-two returned joyously, saying, “Rabbi, even the demons submit themselves to us in your name.”

Jesus replied, “I saw Satan fall from heaven like lightning. Look, I have given you authority to crush snakes and scorpions underfoot. I have given you authority over all the power of the enemy. Nothing will harm you. Nevertheless, don’t rejoice because the spirits submit to you. Rejoice instead that your names are written in heaven.”

 

Musical Reflection
Lightning Crashes by Live

 

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 Chinese Prayer
from World at One in Prayer

 

Heavenly Parent,
as the miry bottom of the pond helps the lotus flower to grow,
so may our often unlovely environment encourage growth in us.
And as the lotus blossom in all its radiance rises above the mire,
so help us to transcend our earthly environment to become heavenly personalities
worthy to be called your children.

Amen.

The Lord’s Prayer

Dear One, closer to us than our own hearts, farther from us than the most distant star, you are beyond naming.

May your powerful presence become obvious not only in the undeniable glory of the sky, but also in the seemingly base and common processes of the earth.

Give us what we need, day by day, to keep body and soul together, because clever as you have made us, we still owe our existence to you.

We recognize that to be reconciled with you, we must live peaceably and justly with other human beings, putting hate and bitterness behind us.

We are torn between our faith in your goodness and our awareness of the evil in your creation, so deliver us from the temptation to despair.

Yours alone is the universe and all its majesty and beauty.

So it is, Amen.

 

Musical Reflection
Shake it Out by Florence and the Machine

 

 

Blessing

God, our passionate life,
we bless you for the infinite beauty of created things –
sand, wind, wave, and the wings of the eagle –
for the love of land and people,
for the vine and the fruit and the good wine.
We bless you for the endurance of hope,
for the promise of renewal,
and for fleeting moments on the mountaintop.
Blessed are you, God, our passionate life.

May the blessing of God – the Creative Idea, the Creative Energy,
and the Creative Power
,
be with us and remain with us always. Amen.

 

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Sources:

Artwork by Luc Fuller

Invocation from Prayers for an Inclusive Church by Steven Shakespeare

Musical Reflection Demons by The National

Poem The Name Drawn from the Names by Juan Ramón Jiménez

Poem Hoop Snake by Rebecca Wee

Musical Reflection Lighting Crashes by Live

Prayer from World at One in Prayer

Lord’s Prayer by Jim Burklo

Musical Reflection Shake it Out by Florence and the Machine

Blessing from The Pattern of our Days

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