Phillips Theological Seminary Chapel,
Thurs. Sept. 13, 11:30 am
Missional Worship: Praying the Hours
in Abandoned Places of Empire
Rev. Ron Robinson and Deb Carroll,
The Welcome Table missional community, 5920 N. Owasso Ave., Turley OK 74126
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Your gates will always be open; by
day or night they will never be shut….Violence will no more be heard in your
land, ruin or destruction within your borders. You will call your walls,
Salvation, and all your portals, Praise. (from the Third Song of Isaiah)
Video Clip: Economy of Love, with
Shane Claiborne
Invocation:
One: Today is the day which God has made:
All: Let us rejoice and be glad therein.
One: What does the Eternal require of us?
All: To live justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with our God. One: May we treat this day as a gift given unto us, with surprise, delight, care and attention, and may we find ways to share life’s gifts with others. All: Thanks be to God.
One: Today is the day which God has made:
All: Let us rejoice and be glad therein.
One: What does the Eternal require of us?
All: To live justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with our God. One: May we treat this day as a gift given unto us, with surprise, delight, care and attention, and may we find ways to share life’s gifts with others. All: Thanks be to God.
Covenant:
One: This is our covenant as we walk together in life in the ways of God known and to be made known, wherever we are, together or apart:
All: In the light of truth, and the loving and liberating spirit of Jesus, we gather in freedom, to worship God, and serve all.
One: This is our covenant as we walk together in life in the ways of God known and to be made known, wherever we are, together or apart:
All: In the light of truth, and the loving and liberating spirit of Jesus, we gather in freedom, to worship God, and serve all.
Meditation on the Hour: The light climbs. The worker pauses.
We have found the rhythm and focus of the day, and our last intuition is to
stop. And yet we need to, because as Benedict of Nursia reminds us, work is not
our purpose. As Rabbi Abraham Herschel says, It is a blessing to be; just to
live is Holy….This is the hour of the Pentecost. We make room for the Spirit so
that our actions flow from it and not from our own desires. We pause to
remember the Joy of Life. The work that remains to be done when we return to
work is the same, but we are different…Soon The sun is overhead. The traveler
reaches a crossroad. Give me courage for this hour. Soon it will be The hour
when the fruit of the forbidden tree is eaten. The hour Jesus hangs upon the
cross. The dull center of ordinary time. The mid-life crisis of our day. We are
Tempted to lethargy and apathy and despair. Hard to hold on. We can’t look at
the sun directly. We can’t look directly at this hour. Still God prepares the
way, and opens the door. God works to unseal the heavy doors that we have built
around our hearts. (from “Praying the
Hours in Ordinary Life” by Farrer)…
Responsive Reading (Thomas Merton,
“Book of Hours”):
One: Take
more time, cover less ground…For Why should I want to be rich, when You were
poor? Why should I desire to be famous and powerful?..
All: My hope is in what the eye has
never seen. Therefore, let me not trust in visible rewards. My hope is in what
the hand has never touched. Do not let me trust what I can grasp between my
fingers. Death will loosen my grasp and my vain hope will be gone….
One: You
have made my soul for Your peace and Your silence, but it is lacerated by the
noise of my activity and my desires. My mind is crucified all day by its own
hunger for experience, for ideas, for satisfaction. And I do not possess my
house in silence…..
All: But I was created for Your peace
and You will not despise my longing for the holiness of Your deep silence. ….
Collect (Merton): Let go of all that seems to suggest
getting somewhere, being someone, having a name and a voice, following a policy
and directing people in “my” ways. What matters is to love.
Hymn: Ubi Caritas
Lesson (Merton): We live in a society whose whole
policy is to excite every nerve in the human body and keep it at the highest
pitch of artificial tension, to strain every human desire to the limit and to
create as many new desires and synthetic passions as possible, in order to
cater to them with the products of our factories and printing presses and movie
studios and all the rest… There is [however] a silent self within
us whose presence is disturbing precisely because it is so silent: it can’t be
spoken. It has to remain silent. To articulate it, to verbalize it, is to
tamper with it, and in some ways to destroy it. Now let us frankly face the
fact that our culture is one which is geared in many ways to help us evade any
need to face this inner, silent self. We live in a state of constant
semi-attention to the sound of voices, music, traffic, or the generalized noise
of what goes on around us all the time. This keeps us immersed in a flood of
racket and words, a diffuse medium in which our consciousness is half diluted:
we are not quite thinking, not entirely responding, but we are more or less
there. We are not fully present and not
entirely absent; not fully withdrawn, yet not completely available. It cannot
be said that we are really participating in anything and we may, in fact, be
half conscious of our alienation and resentment. Yet we derive a certain
comfort from the vague sense that we are “part of something”—although we are
not quite able to define what that something is—and probably wouldn’t want to
define it even if we could. We just float along in the general noise.
Homily and Video Clip from The Soloist….Rev.
Ron Robinson
Prayer of Response (Merton and Rilke):
One: Gracious
God, Let my trust be in Your mercy, not in myself. Let my hope be in Your love,
not in health, or strength, or ability or human resources.
All: Good Shepherd…please don’t get
tired of looking for me! I know You won’t. For You have found me. All I have to
do is stay found…
One: Like
waters swell and ebb into the open sea, I want to proclaim Your name, in
mounting waves, like no one has done before.
All: Come Spirit, into our hearts.
Into our thoughts. Into our work. Into
this day. May God be gracious to us and bless us and shine upon us.
Prayer: O Merciful One, may we know You more
clearly, love you more dearly, and follow you more nearly, day by day. You heal
the broken-hearted and bind up their wounds, lift up the downtrodden. Give me
courage for this hour.
Intercessions followed by The Lord’s
Prayer (use the words of your tradition or choosing): Our Father who art in
Heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as
it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our
trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into
temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom and the power
and the glory, forever and ever. Amen.
Hymn: Dona Nobis Pacem
Benediction: Carry the grace of God in your life
and let it fall from you wherever you go. Amen.
Rev. Ron Robinson, a resident of
Turley and Dec. 2000 PTS graduate, is the Director of Ministerial Formation for
Unitarian Universalists and adjunct faculty at PTS, and Executive Director of
the national organization, Unitarian Universalist Christian Fellowship, and
Executive Director of A Third Place Community Foundation, and church planter
with The Welcome Table missional community, serving the far northside Tulsa and
Turley community area.
Deb Carroll, a resident of Turley, is
the coordinator of the Food Pantry and a Board member of A Third Place, and
teaches at St. Gregory’s University.
The community foundation operates The
Welcome Table Community Center and Food Pantry, and The Welcome Table Community
KitchenGardenPark and Orchard, created from a city block of abandoned homes and
property. It is currently Oklahoma’s representative nonprofit in the 50 States
For Good online voting contest sponsored by Tom’s of Maine for a $50,000 grant
at www.facebook.com/tomsofmaine.
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