What do we owe each other?
This is the question I have been
pondering this week.
What is it that binds us together,
that holds us together?
This life that we live can be
heartless, and difficult.
Sometimes we have a hard enough time
living our own lives how can we possibly worry about someone else's life?
Some days it is hard enough to simply
get through a day.
We work hard for what we have.
What do I owe anyone else?
According to Jesus and the scribe we
owe each other love.
We owe each other exactly what we
would give to ourselves.
I want to share this picture with
you.
This is a picture of my Dad.
He died when he was 58, about 12
years ago.
I love this picture of him.
If you didn't know him this picture
sums him up as person.
First of all he is eating.
He loved to eat and drink.
He loved a good time.
This picture is taken at Camp Calumet
which was his favorite place on earth.
Finally, it shows him giving the
"OK" sign.
He was an optimist.
He was quick to give you a
compliment, say he was proud of you, or liked something you did.
He was not a rich man, not a famous
person, not a great thinker.
He had his flaws.
He sometimes let his demons get the
best of him.
He was also quick to acknowledge when
he was wrong, and ask for forgiveness.
When I think of him I think of a man
that loved his family, was a faithful church person, had lots of friends, and
gave back to those around him.
When I think of what it means to be a
good man, I think about him.
I am sure you have your own people.
They are on the list that we read
this morning.
People who taught you what is
important in this life.
They taught you that your life is
never simply about you, it is about those around you.
It is about how you show that you
love them, and give to them?
Buried in the two great commandments
is exactly this thought.
We are not our own.
First, all that we are belongs to
God.
All of our thoughts, our passions,
our good and bad.
All of those things are in service to
God.
As a person of faith God resides in
our lives.
This life is meant to be lived not
for my glory but for God's glory.
And second it isn't about me, but
about how I give that love to my neighbor.
It is about how do I share it with
those around me?
Friday, I went to Temple Beth Jacob
for Shabbat.
They invited people in the community
that wanted to show love after the shooting last week in synagogue Pittsburgh.
The synagogue was packed.
They ran out of chairs, and had to go
get some from downstairs.
It shows that we are indeed
responsible for one another.
We do belong to each other.
I didn't live in any other time than
this.
I can't say if this time is worse or
better.
All I can say to you this morning is
that I need moments like the one I experienced at the synagogue on Friday
night.
I need to know that we are not alone.
That people think about more than
themselves.
I need that to give me hope.
I need it with all of my heart, body,
and soul.
Because without it I think I would
break.
This is why we remember our dead.
This is why we read the names.
Because it helps remind us that this
isn't all there is.
That there awaits for all of us
something more glorious.
It reminds us of the hope that we as
people of faith share.
Rabbi Robin said something at our
Greater Concord Interfaith Council meeting.
She had been interviewed for an article
in the paper.
The reporter asked her, "Why do
you think anti-Antisemitism is on the rise".
She told the reporter that she wasn't
going to answer that question.
Because Jews live by hope.
And it is time to look forward and
not backward.
When we as Christians think of the
cloud of witnesses we should think of them giving us hope.
Telling us not to live for ourselves,
but for our neighbors.
Telling us to not let death have the
last word.
Telling us that God loves us through
eternity.
Giving us the Ok sign.
When I look at this picture I would
like to think that my dad is giving me this sign from heaven every day.
Encouraging me to move forward, to
live today in gratitude towards God.
That is what the saints that have
gone before can do for us.
Encourage us to remember that
tomorrow is still filled with endless possibilities yet to be discovered.
The mourners Kaddish says,
"Exalted and hallowed be God's great name in the world which God created,
according to plan.
May God's majesty be revealed in the
days of our lifetime and the life of all Israel--Speedily, imminently, to which
we say Amen.
Blessed be God's great name to all
eternity.
Blessed, praised, honored, exalted,
extolled, glorified, adored, and lauded be the name of the Holy Blessed One,
beyond all earthly words and songs of blessing, praise, and comfort. To which
we say Amen
May there be abundant peace from
heaven, and life, for us and all Israel, to which we say Amen.
May the One who creates harmony on
high, bring peace to us and to all Israel, to which we say Amen."
This is not a prayer of our faith
tradition, but it speaks to the same things that we would pray today.
May the peace that God creates in
heavens be here on earth.
May we know that peace.
May we have hope in that peace.
As people of faith maybe this is what
we owe our neighbor and the world.
A sense in the hope that we all know
in Jesus Christ.
It is a hope that comforts us when
those that we love die.
It is a hope that gives us courage in
the midst of a violent and hateful world.
It is a hope that reminds us that we
are not alone, and that we belong to one another.
It is a hope that reminds us that God
cares about us, and walks with us in the most difficult of times.
It is a hope that indeed we will
someday love our neighbors as ourselves.
It is that hope that I cling to
today.
It is that hope that I think about
when I see this picture of my dad.
It is the hope of all the saints that
have gone before us.
It is that hope that I look forward and not back, knowing that just ahead of me, just out of my reach, is the kingdom of God.
It is that hope that I look forward and not back, knowing that just ahead of me, just out of my reach, is the kingdom of God.
May you have that same hope today,
and always.
Amen