Saturday, April 30, 2016

The World is Round!


For the last two weeks, I have had the pleasure to enjoy hosting my dad, Charles Graves III, on his very first visit to Europe. We spent the first week together in Rome, and also spending two days visiting smaller cities in the mountains and on the seaside coast. And in the second week we traveled to explore London and Paris, taking time to visit the eastern city of Nancy, which happens to be a sister city of our adoptive hometown, Cincinnati. It was an excellent trip, and a wonderful break from our normal work routines & schedules. It was such a wonderful and transformative journey of new places, sights, experiences and languages for my father that he said “growing up, the world I knew only stretched from Los Angeles to New York – I never imagined that I might come over to Europe one day. But now I know that the world isn’t flat, but round!”

Of course, no visit to Rome would be complete without seeing the Coliseum, Vatican, Trevi Fountain and St. Paul's Within the Walls!

We celebrated my birthday in the Umbrian mountain town of Orvieto, touring the fabulous Decugnano Di Barbi vineyard, enjoying a private luxurious wine tasting and even watching a traditional Italian leather shoemaker perform his craft.

Toward the end of week one, we enjoyed a beautiful warm day in the beach town of Orvieto, Italy with our superstar organist, Carter Leer!

On Sunday afternoon we were off to London, where we had lots of fun at Big Ben, Buckingham Palace and being a good Anglican at Lambeth :)

For three beautiful days we had a stellar time in Paris with my favorite Parisian (and fellow YASCer) Naomi Cunningham! We of course saw the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, the Arc du Triomphe and most importantly KFC and Chipotle which don't exist in Rome!

Finally we spent an absolutely glorious day in the city of Nancy, France which sits between Paris and the German border. It's a surprisingly little-known and absolutely beautiful place in addition to being a sister city of by beloved Cincinnati. Nancy even boasts a lovely "Cincinnati Park" with symbols and emblems of Ohio's Queen City and several monuments to it's founding leader, a duke named Charles III - no kidding!!

What an amazing two weeks this has been. Can't wait to do it all over again!

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Breakfast with Jesus


Easter III 2016
St. Paul’s Within the Walls
April 10, 2016
“Breakfast with Jesus”


Myself looking onto the Sea of Galilee from a wooden fishing vessel in May 2015

Almost exactly one year ago, I was standing on a boat with some friends. It was a good-sized wooden schooner, fitting about thirty of us on board, rocking gently on the soft wind-blown waters on a clear spring day. That boat was perched peacefully upon the Sea of Galilee, with Israeli soil a few miles behind us, Jordan to our right and the edge of Syria straight ahead, just 10 miles in the distance. Looking out across the water to the seashore, I stood astounded at the mountains that seemed to jut out almost directly from the waters with very little lowland in between.

A view of the waters & mountains from our boat on the Sea
With a 360 degree view to the waters’ edge on every side, I could almost see Jesus standing there at the shoreline, his voice ringing out clearly on a nearly windless day. Some local fishermen taught us how to throw out a large fishing net, quite like the type that would have been used in Jesus’ time. It was enormous and heavy and unwieldy, requiring several strong people and lots of practice to accomplish correctly. I gave a hand at it myself, trying my best to cast it out far and wide without getting tangled in between! Long story short, the net went about 2 feet outside the boat, fell against the side and nearly caught up my ankle along the way! Needless to say, I would have been a TERRIBLE fisherman if I had been around two thousand years ago! We certainly did NOT catch any fish that day.

The Disciples, some weeks after the glorious Resurrection of Christ, appear similarly dispirited, as their morning fishing expedition seems to go on without success (although they were much better fisherman than I am!). The mysterious voice from the shore of the sea essentially dares them to admit defeat. “How many fish do you have?”. “None” they must dejectedly confess L.
But that voice, whom they soon realize is the Lord, isn’t satisfied to leave them hungry and forlorn at the end of an unsuccessful day. Try again, he tells them. “Cast your nets on the right side of the boat”.

At the shore where Jesus called to the disciples
As we know, the Disciples do throw their nets to the right side of the boat, and before they know it, the boat was filled with so many fish that it’s a miracle that the net didn’t break. The Gospel tells us 153 were hauled in, which may or may not have been literally accurate as that was a symbolic number used to represent abundance. Nonetheless, the point is the same. It was a LOT of fish! A lot!
So with fish in hand, the disciples sail back to meet Jesus at the shoreline, and they go off to almost comically have breakfast together. Imagine 8 people including Jesus, going off to have a breakfast of some bread and 153 fish! There must’ve been some leftovers for later!

Jesus though, isn’t satisfied to just give his people an abundant supply. He’s not content to just feed his people, but he tells them exactly what to do with that abundance. The words are among my favorite and most stirring commands in the whole of Scripture. He turns to Peter probably so close that Jesus could have breathed on him, and calls him not by the name he goes by as an adult, but by his Hebrew name, the name his mother & father gave him. Jesus goes way back & calls him by his government name, like when parents call their kid by their full name, middle name and all – you know it’s serious!

“Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?” Do you love me more than the abundance? More than the fish & the bread, more than all the material substance that’s laid out before us? “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.” – “Feed my sheep.”
“Simon son of John, do you love me?” Simon Peter says again the exact same response “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you!” – “Feed my sheep.”
“Simon son of John, do you love me?” And so the same Simon Peter who had denied Jesus 3 times before the crucifixion, as we read on Palm Sunday a few weeks ago, is now given his third opportunity to turn it around, and in a sense to make it right. I love how palpable his exasperation is here:
Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you!
FEED MY SHEEP

Every single day, in moments large and small, God asks each of us the same question – Charles, Paola, Ricardo, Larry, Margaret, Beth, Emeka, Susan, Rakeen do you love me? Yes, you know I do! do you love me? Yes of course! FEED MY SHEEP.
That’s it. Feed my sheep. Jesus Christ, the Good Shepherd Himself, isn’t satisfied that we simply say that we love him. Every single time we tell Jesus that we love him, he responds by insisting that we do something about it! This Christian life – as our Presiding Bishop reminds us, the Jesus Movement – is not a solely mental or spiritual exercise. It’s a life lived with our heads, our hearts AND our hands – for that matter our entire souls and bodies.

This week, I came across the following anonymous poem, and it stopped me clear in my tracks:
I was hungry and you formed a humanities club and discussed my hunger.
I was imprisoned and you crept off quietly to your chapel in the cellar and prayed for my release.
I was naked and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance.
I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health.
I was homeless and you preached to me about the spiritual shelter of the love of God.
I was lonely and you left me alone to pray for me.
Christian, you seem so holy; so close to God. But I’m still very hungry, and lonely, and cold…
In this season of Easter in which we continue to celebrate Christ’s Resurrection, we don’t get to just stand there & admire Jesus’ empty tomb, then go back to our regularly scheduled programming. Easter is an entirely transformative experience, not confined to one part of our being but requiring us to Love with our mind, body, soul AND spirit. It’s not just that our minds or hearts or mouths are transformed – so are our hands and feet, and we’ve got to act on it!
Feed my sheep.

If we say we love Jesus, we HAVE to act like it. We have to serve the poor and those in need. We HAVE to take care of one another, we HAVE to give to those who are less fortunate. It’s not optional. Like the 153 fish and the baskets of bread that Jesus shared with the disciples that day by the Sea of Galilee, we too have been given a great abundance. It is our obligation, then, and our duty and our privilege to share that abundance in kind. Feed Christ’s sheep. Care for those around you. Little by little it will change the world.
Amen

The boat & my traveling companions with whom I learned about fishing on the Sea of Galilee

Friday, April 1, 2016

Buona Pascua! Easter in Rome!

During an extraordinarily complex, tiring and spiritually enriching Holy Week & Easter, I had the great (and exhausting) privilege to participate in eight special services in as many consecutive days, following the journey of Jesus' death and Resurrection. This included the opportunity to preach during the Easter Vigil liturgy at St. Paul's, and you can find a recording of that sermon here. Rather than to write extensively about the week, I instead share a few photos of some of those services of Easter Vigil and Easter Day. 

Fr. Austin lights the Baptismal Candle from the great fire at Easter Vigil 

Parishioners pray with their candles on Easter Vigil, giving thanks for Christ as the Light in the Darkness.


The lights are finally turned on as we ring bells to welcome the Resurrected Christ!

The Gospel is proclaimed on Easter Morning

 
the Choir sings a majestic Hallelujah Chorus at the Easter Morning postlude!  

 
The Altar Party celebrates a joyous Easter!




Holy Week - Walking the Journey

During an extraordinarily complex, tiring and spiritually enriching Holy Week, I had the great (and exhausting) privilege to participate in eight special services in as many consecutive days, following the journey of Jesus' death and Resurrection. This included the opportunity to preach during the Good Friday liturgy at St. Paul's, and you can find a recording of that sermon here. Rather than to write extensively about the week, I instead share a few photos of some of those services during the week. (The next post will similarly show pictures of our Easter celebrations)
On Wednesday, a long-awaited screen arrived to cover the unattractive scaffolding as our famous murals are renovated!
At the same time, construction crews finally removed scaffolding on the outside of our building from roof repair.

Members of our LatinAmerican Community pose on Palm Sunday with Fr. Francisco & Fr. Austin
 
On Holy Tuesday, clergy renew vows as we celebrate the 50th anniversary of the Anglican Center in Rome




Worshipers & Fr. Austin pray together as candles are lit at our intimate Tenebrae service.
Clergy and parishioners wash one another's feet during the Maundy Thursday Eucharist.
The Altar of Repose sits candlelit to honor the Blessed Sacrament on Maundy Thursday.

Leigh Kern reads the Good Friday epistle with the rugged cross and stripped table on the altar
Worshipers walk the Stations of the Cross on Good Friday, taking turns praying and carrying the cross.

 Photo Credits: Fr. Francisco Alberca, Dominic Ballayan, Eduardo Fanfani, Isaaka Maiga & Paola Sanchez