The Crucifixion of Jesus and the God of Love

When I first became a Christian in the early 80's, I was taught that Jesus died on the cross to atone from our sinfulness and only those who accepted Jesus as their savior would be spared God's eternal wrath.  The more I read scripture, prayed and worshiped, the greater the dissonance I experienced between this view of God and the God of love I saw in Jesus. For the past decades I have been wrestling with how to understand, and articulate, an alternative understanding of the Cross of Christ and its role in our salvation. This sermon uses the the Transfiguration story as a starting point for understanding the Crucifixion. 

 


Just Be Yoga Teacher Training - Changing the world with love

One of my great joys is speaking with students learning how to be yoga instructors. I believe we can change the world with the power of love. In fact, I believe that ultimately that's the only thing that will change the world for good. And yoga teachers can be a vehicle of that love. In this talk I offer practical strategies for living with more joy, hope and peace - strategies that are particularly important in this time when everything is bat-shit crazy. And I invite the students to join the work of loving the world into wholeness. 

 


35th West Point Reunion

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 Last weekend Andrea and I attended my 35th West Point reunion. (Andrea's is next year.) It was a great time to connect with friends and "recharge our rings" with the camaraderie and values of West Point.  One of the first events at our reunions is a memorial service for our fallen classmates. The service not only remembers our classmates who have died, but it also is an opportunity to reflect on where we are in our lives and as a class, and it can set the stage for the rest of the weekend. I was once again given the honor of planning, presiding and preaching at the memorial service. 

Andrea recorded my remarks. There were a few glitches with her phone while recording, but she managed to get it all except for a few tiny gaps. Here's what I said:

 

I love taking pictures and usually I take a ton, but at this reunion I was focused on connecting with my classmates, so I didn't take very many. Here's a slide show of my pictures from this year's reunion:

 (Click the top left of the slideshow to access the photo album.)

'83 35th West Point Reunion

 

Some of my other West Point Albums:

 

General photos 

West Point

 

Photos from my 30th reunion

West Point Reunion 2013


The Gospel According to Brian

As I prepare to leave Trinity Cathedral, I am teaching my last class, "The Gospel According to Brian." It is a summary of my understanding of Christianity and the teachings of Jesus. This theology has been shaped by my ministry at the Cathedral. It has also directed my teaching and preaching. I am not recording the four sessions in this series. However, much of this teaching is encapsulated in a two hour presentation I did for a class of students learning to be yoga instructors at Zuda Yoga Studio. Anne Marie Kramer, the owner of the studio, has asked me for years to teach her students about Jesus. It has been a gift for me to have to think deeply about my beliefs and how I would present them to people outside the church.  Here's my most recent session:

 


Burning Man and Everyday Evangelism

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“Do you use cannabis?” This is a question I have never been asked.

Except at Burning Man.

Burning Man has a gift-giving economy - not bartering, rather, gifts freely given and freely received. You might be riding your bike, then turn a corner and be greeted by someone in the street asking: “Do you want an omelet?” ”May I give you a massage? Even: “Hungry for a strap-on corn dog?”

The question is always part of a loving exchange, a request for connection, or communion.

As I was tearing down my camp after Burning Man 2017 a tall, thin, young white man with long blonde hair came by and asked if he could borrow my rake. We rake our campsites to make sure we aren’t leaving behind MOOP (Matter Out of Place). The rake sifts through the dusty dust and reveals tiny pieces of trash. I had forgotten my rake so I couldn’t help him, but we ended up having one of those chance conversations that make Burning Man so special.

He asked, “How will you be different when you go back to the Default World? How has this Burn impacted you?” I was moved by the depth and sincerity of his questions, and after answering them, I offered him my gift, the Burning Man Blessing.

“May I bless you?” He said yes.

I placed my hands on his shoulders, looked in his eyes and said, “The world now is too dangerous, and too beautiful, for anything but love.” Then I blessed his eyes, ears, mouth, hands and feet – kissing his feet. I placed my hand firmly on his chest and said, “And may your heart be so opened, so set on fire that your love, YOUR LOVE, changes everything.” His eyes welled with tears.

We hugged. He sobbed.

Then he asked me The Question,

“Do you use cannabis?”

“No,” I replied.

“That’s cool,” he said, “I had a gift for you, but that’s cool.”

I was taught by one of my first mentors to never refuse a gift, “If you refuse a gift, you refuse the giver.” But there are some gifts I can’t accept.

We parted ways. I tore down more of my camp and then took a break to explore more of the Playa – the dry alkalai lakebed that houses Burning Man.

Hours later when I was back at camp the man returned. He was eager to see me. He pointed to the banner on my shade structure bearing the name of my camp, Religious as Fuck, and asked,

“Is that true, are you religious?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact I am, I am a Christian.”

A big smile crossed his face as he exclaimed, “Wow, you just restored my faith in religion!”

And then he went on his way.

This man was eager to ask his question. I could tell he was hoping the answer was going to be yes . So many people have had bad experiences with religion, but haven’t given up hope—they yearn for the church to look like Jesus: loving, welcoming and compassionate. All it took was acceptance and a blessing.

Sometimes it is that simple .


This past week I was wondering what it looks like to pay homage. I understand conceptually what adoration toward God is about, but how can I talk about it in tangible, incarnational ways? How do we exercise the muscle of adoration, awe and homage?

The reason I was thinking about homage so much was because the Gospel reading for Sunday was the story of the Magi paying homage to the child-king (Matthew 2:1-12.) So I was in my office working on this sermon when a parishioner, Jean Wu, came to drop something off and asked, “Can I tell you a story?”

We sat down and she began:

“Every Christmas I go to the fortune cookie factory and buy a bag of fortune cookies to take to my local fire station.”

I was immediately distracted by what was the most important thing she could tell me. I thought, “Wait, there’s a fortune cookie factory??? In Sacramento!!!”

I pulled myself away from my wandering brain as she continued,

“I went to the fire station and knocked. The firefighters welcomed me in. I knew many of them because I have been doing this for years. I gave them the cookies. We chatted. Then I said, ‘We prayed for you today. At Trinity Episcopal Cathedral, we prayed for you.’ I then took out the bulletin and I read what we prayed for people who are unable to be with those they loved because they were working. After I read the prayer, they just stood there in silence for a long time. There were tears in their eyes. Then one of them spoke, ‘We can’t tell you how much that means to us. Thank you. Thank you.’ Then, when I was going to Trinity for the later service, I realized the parking attendant had been working all day and was away from her family. I told her the same thing. She said, ‘Wow! I mean . . . Wow! Thank you.”

I thanked Jean for her story and asked her if I could use it in a sermon sometime. She smiled and said yes. I didn’t realize that her story would be the perfect example of how we exercise the message of paying homage – of recognizing and acknowledging the people who are serving and blessing us every day.

Jean’s story is a perfect example of everyday evangelism – one Christian sharing Christ’s love with others. It is easy for me to do this at Burning Man, because everybody is giving gifts and sharing love. But Jean showed me what it looks like in the Default World. It is a great model of how we can live in a way that looks more like Jesus. Thank you Jean. Wow.


Burner Podcast

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After the 2017 Burn, Arash Afshar, the producer of Burner Podcast was passing through Sacramento.  In 2015 he invited me to be interviewed, but he only does them in person and he lives in SoCal. It was a treat to get to talk with him.  You can listen to the interview here.


TEDx Black Rock City (Burning Man) Talk

             Seeing Through the Eyes of Love

 

This talk was given at Burning Man's 2016 TEDx event. The event was scheduled to run from 8pm to midnight. Because of technical challenges, my talk, the closing talk of the evening, took place at 2am. I had enough coffee in me to fuel an entire camp. I am grateful for the volunteers who faced many challenges to pull off such a great event in the middle of nowhere.


What is Prayer?

In April I was invited to participate in a panel discussion on prayer and meditation at the Sun Valley Center for the Arts. As part of the preparation I wrote a brief description of my understanding of prayer:

Prayer is an intentional act of connecting with God in a way that both changes us – gradually decreases the hold of the ego and helps us see God in the world – and connects us more closely with God and other humans. 
 
Prayer is not, in my understanding, trying to convince a reluctant God to do something God isn’t already doing. God is always speaking to the better angels of our nature. God is always pouring God’s love and grace into our lives and calling us join God in loving the world into wholeness. We need to tune our antenna so we can receive this grace and love. We need to change the way we see the world so we understand how deeply we are connected to God and one another. Prayer is a vehicle for this. Prayer is not asking for little red wagons; God doesn’t give little red wagons. God is always giving us God’s spirit.  God gives life, and hope and peace and calls us to care and support one another.
 
That said, I also believe that prayer for healing is efficacious. Not because we are convincing God to do something (heal someone) that God isn’t already doing. Rather there is some mysterious way the energy of our prayer contributes to the energy of healing. And praying for other people is an act of solidarity, where we enter into the suffering of others. And in some way my engineer brain cannot fathom, that matters.
 
For me, meditation is a form of prayer in which we rest in the presence of God. It is a practice of turning from our distracted, monkey mind, to the quiet presence of God. While it may contain words, such as a mantra, the purpose of the words is to call the self back into a state of resting in God.  Meditation is a particular contemplative quiet form of prayer which has the goal of resting in the quiet presence of God beneath words or thoughts.