September 10, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Theological Habits

What is a habit?  A habit is a way of doing something regularly and consistently.  It might be the route you take home or what you eat for lunch.  I remember the first time Joelene and I returned to Sheridan, MT, for a visit.  We were going to stay at a friends’ house, but when I got into town I automatically drove to our old house.  Habits.

“Habit” comes from the Latin habitus which means a condition or character.  What we do as a habit, then, is really from the development of our character.  Do we have a habit of cheating at card games?  Do we have a habit of helping people in need?  These are character issues formed by our habits.

A theological habit, then, helps shape your character.  It would mean that you habitually viewed the world through the lens of God.  It would mean that, like Mary, you would see yourself as overshadowed by the Holy Spirit and be the bearer of the Word of God to others.  It would mean that you were open to seeing the mysteries of God all around you.

That theological habit, however, must be practiced day in and day out.  Habits are difficult to form and easy to lose.  Habits don’t just appear out of the blue – they must be worked on, practiced, and developed.  Theological habits don’t form because you attended a church service one day.  They must be formed and developed through daily prayer, through meditating on God’s holy Word, through regular worship attendance, and through a willingness to see God at work in you and the world around you.

We live with the mysteries of faith on a regular basis.  These mysteries aren’t here to be solved but to be lived into.  May you develop a theological habit of encountering God on a regular basis.

Blessings,

September 3, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Liturgy

I was thinking about liturgy yesterday as I attended the graveside service for Dave Hackert.  He was an Army vet, so there was the liturgy of the honor guard, rifles, flag folding, and presentation of the flag to his daughter.  There was the liturgy of the service which incorporated scripture, remembrances, and the obligatory, “ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”  All this got me thinking about our liturgy.

I love the liturgy of our church.  As a lifelong Episcopalian, the liturgy is a part of who I am.  As a priest, I try to ensure that everything we do is done in a respectful manner, is done in a way that makes sense, and is done with a sense of drawing us in and closer to the mystery of the holy presence of God. 

There are some people who view our liturgy in a negative light because, “You do the same thing over and over again . . . AND . . . you have everything printed in a book.  That doesn’t leave any room for the Spirit of God to work.”

I disagree.

The words of our liturgy infuse our very being.  We don’t have to search for words because we have been saying and praying these words and prayers for hundreds, if not thousands, of years.  When we come to church ecstatic over something in our lives, the liturgy grounds us.  When we come to church overwhelmed by life events, the liturgy wraps around us, comforts us, and calms us.  The liturgy helps ensure that clergy don’t play to people’s emotions but remain focused on the task at hand – offering a worship service that is dignified, steady, and one which becomes a part of our spiritual DNA.  And when I visit people in the hospital or at the end of their life, the words of the Prayer Book and the service they know by heart brings comfort in a difficult time.  The Spirit of God works through all of this to offer guidance and strength.

Liturgies are all around us and in places you might not think of being liturgical at all.  But for me, the liturgy of this church helps define who I am.  I hope you see it in much the same way.

Blessings,

August 27, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Checking In

I guess it may have been about a year ago when we were working toward acquiring new hardware to enable us to stream our services.  We did some special fundraising and you may recall that a few of my former parishioners in Maryland helped us reach that goal.  When all was said and done we ended up with a system that provides a very good viewing experience for those who worship with us from different locations.

In addition to Saint Luke’s people, I know of at least one of my former parishioners from Saint John’s who joins us online on a regular basis.  Judy’s regular attendance has allowed her to get to know the people here at Saint Luke’s, although in a much different way than we would normally think of getting to know people.  That familiarity led to an interesting exchange last week.

She sent me a message saying, “I have a couple of questions for you.  First, I haven’t seen the couple with the two kids who sit up front on the right for a long time.  Are they okay?  Second, I haven’t seen the lady with the walking sticks who sits in the second row on the left.  How is she?”

I let her know that both were okay:  the family had summer rodeo and soccer, and the other person had car problems, but they would return.

This exchange got me thinking:  what if we all had a little Judy inside us?  What if we understood that our role in this community of Saint Luke’s was to keep tabs on each other, to check in when someone hasn’t been seen, and to ensure that all is well? 

Let us remember that Jesus sought out the lost.  Let us remember only that which we value goes missing or is lost.  And let us remember that if a person 1700 miles away can check on people whom they notice missing from Sunday service, we can too.

All of us are vital members of this part of the body of Christ and we are diminished when one of us goes missing.  May we reach out to others in love to check in and remind them that they are missed and we are here if there’s a need.

Blessings,

August 20, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Unity not Conformity

What is the mission of the Church?  The mission of the Church is to restore all people to unity with God and each other in Christ. – Catechism, pg. 855

Unity and conformity are sometimes used interchangeably.  For instance, anyone watching our Sunday service would see that we are in unity when we worship.  They might also deduce that we are in conformity by noticing that everyone stands, kneels, and sits at the same time.  But if those same people were to look at the wider Episcopal church, they would see that all Episcopal churches are in unity through their use of the BCP and liturgical practices while also noticing that we do not conform with each other based on whether it’s Rite 1 or 2, Eucharistic Prayer I, II, A, B, C, or D, which Prayers of the People are used, or any other specific differences.

This Sunday we have our joint Service in the Park with First United Methodist, St. Luke’s Lutheran, and Union Congregational.  I met with Pastors Anne and Audrey a few weeks ago as we planned the liturgy for the day.  There was some give and take as the three of us modified our various worship, insisting on what needed to be included and eliminating what we thought wasn’t absolutely necessary.  We were bound in unity, but none of us are conforming to different liturgical aspects.

And, in a nutshell, this unity vs. conformity might just be the major problem of our society.  Whether it’s religion, politics, or any number of other things, it seems we’ve lost the ability to see our unity because we’ve been blinded by the need for conformity. 

Unity can be messy because it takes into account individual free will . . . we are united with each other because we choose to be.  Conformity is appealing because it makes things easy, we don’t have to think, all we need to do is follow orders.

With that distinction, may we be unified in purpose without being forced to conform.

Blessings,

August 13, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Modern Martyrs

Tomorrow, August 14, is the Feast Day of Jonathan Myrick Daniels.  He was a 26-year old seminarian who had gone to Alabama to help with voter registration during the Civil Rights movement.  While there, he and several others were arrested for participating in a voters’ rights demonstration.  They were released six days later, on August 20, 1965.

As they were about to enter a store, they were confronted by an armed part-time deputy sheriff and full-time white supremacist who aimed his shotgun at Ruby Sales, an African American teenager who was with Jonathan.  He managed to push her to the ground saving her life, while he was killed instantly by the shotgun blast.  The shooter took aim at Jonathan’s other companions, but they all survived.  The shooter was eventually acquitted by an all-white jury.

This is but one, sad example of the sin of racism in this country.  Some is overt, like the murder of Jonathan Myrick Daniels and others.  Some is covert, like redlining, people being pulled over because of their skin color, or HOA’s with fine-print racial clauses. 

And, unfortunately, it’s not just racism that infects our society.  Over and over and over again we see instances where the rights of others are seen as a threat and are constantly under attack.  Currently there is a group of lawmakers and political activists advocating for the revoking of a woman’s right to vote.  The Supreme Court will hear arguments attempting to overturn marriage equality.  And the list goes on.

As we remember Jonathan Myrick Daniels and his self-sacrifice for the equality and protection of black Americans, may we also remember two other aspects of our lives that we should strive to live into:  1) All people are created equal and should have the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, and 2) There is no longer Jew or Greek, slave or free, male and female; for all of you are one in Christ.

May we have the courage of Jonathan to stand up for both the ideals of our country and God.

Blessings,

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August 6, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Surprises

Generally speaking, I am not fond of surprises.  I won’t go into the psychology of why that may be, but it’s enough to know that they tend to make me nervous.  Every so often, though . . .

That was the case this past Sunday evening when I got a text from a former parishioner in Maryland who said, “Hey, we’re finally making that trip out west and will be in Buffalo on August 26.  Wondering if we can meet up.”

Unfortunately the 26^th is a busy day for us as we have to get Joelene’s mother up to Billings to fly back home.  But after several back and forth messages with suggestions and negotiations, we finally found a time for us to meet up for a bit before they continued their journey.

I suppose there are good surprises and bad surprises, and we all have our own definitions of each.  For instance, my car dying on the move out here was most definitely a bad surprise, but that bad surprise led to a number of good surprises – one of which was having dinner with Joelene at a great bbq restaurant in Pierre. 

There is good and bad in everything.  Some days are by the book and follow the plans, other days are full of surprises.  Sometimes, I suppose, we go through the day not seeing the surprises in front of us.

Today is the Feast of the Transfiguration, when the disciples saw Jesus transfigured on the mountain and appearing with Moses and Elijah.  I’m sure that was a huge surprise for them.  I also think that, as they looked back on that event, they saw things with new eyes.

Keep your eyes open for good surprises.  Allow yourself to be surprised by little things, as well as big things.  And maybe, just maybe, those little surprises will lead us to see things with new eyes.

Blessings,

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July 30, 2025

Wednesday Word . . . Better With You

Last September I was in Gillette for a Soul Shop seminar.  Soul Shop is a faith-based suicide prevention/awareness program and I went to learn more about how to identify and speak to people about suicide.  I was then asked to be trained as a Soul Shop facilitator/trainer, which is what I was doing in Casper most of last week.

One of the things Soul Shop says is that we are better with you than without you.  As I was going through the training I recalled the sermon I preached on the lost sheep and lost coin – that we lose things we value, we need, and/or we love.  When we think of finding the lost sheep or lost coin in relation to other people, we should change our perspective and think about how we need those people in our lives – that we are better with them than without them.

We are all going through our own stuff.  Whether that stuff is financial, work or family related, health related, an addiction of one kind or another, or any number of other things, everyone has stuff they’re going through.  Sometimes that stuff is insignificant, other times that stuff can be overwhelming.  And the thing is, very few of us know exactly what others are going through; which is why, in a world where you can be anything, it’s so very important to be kind.

Our faith tells us that the two greatest commandments are:  Love God and Love Neighbor.  As the parable of the Good Samaritan shows us, our neighbor includes those in need.  People considering suicide are in need – they are in need of being seen, they are in need of coping skills, they are in need of love.  In our regular interactions with our neighbors we might see hints, discrepancies, or things that are just off from what we normally see.  If we see that, we need to have the courage to ask them how they’re doing and invite them into a conversation.

Wyoming is one of the top three states for suicide rates in the country.  I’m working on scheduling a Soul Shop event in September because it’s important we all know how to recognize and help prevent our friends and neighbors from ending their own lives.  If you need to talk but don’t know who to call, start with the 988 hotline that is always staffed to take calls.

With that in mind, I want to remind you that, as your priest and as your neighbor, I am available to talk if your stuff starts to get too overwhelming.  And I also want you to know that my life is better with you in it.

Blessings,