Sermons
“Gratitude in Action” based on Proverbs 22:1-2, 8-9, 22-23 and…
Four years ago last week, Hurricane Irene wrecked unprecedented damage in New England as well as in Schoharie and Middleburg and communities in this area. Four years ago this week, Tropical Storm Lee followed and with ground water and rivers already full, dumped another foot of water in 24 hours to the town I was living in. The damage was also unprecedented. Waters went 17 feet above flood level.
It rained on a Thursday. That Sunday was the 10 year anniversary on September 11th, 2001. We’d planned an ecumenical service to be held at a neighborhood church. We canceled because we had no water, no electricity and the church we’d planed to use was instead being used as an emergency Red Cross shelter.
That morning, those of us who could, gathered in the Narthex of the church I was serving because there was more natural light there. We sat in a circle and checked in each other, and on those whose well-being we knew about. There was shock in our midst. There was also a lot of uncertainty. People just didn’t know what to do.
I was among them, horrified and shocked and uncertain how to help. We sang a bit and discussed some scripture, but mostly we talked. Eventually one of the church members who was also a volunteer fireman said, “Can anyone come to the firehouse this afternoon? I have an idea, but I don’t have time to implement it.” It turned out, I was the one who could.
His idea was simple: there were people who needed help and there were people who wanted to help, and someone needed to match them up. The firehouse had a generator, and by Sunday it had dry ice and water (but nothing else yet). It was the place people came to, and so it was the perfect location to match people up.
People desperately wanted to help, it was natural in the face of that much destruction to want to do something, but they didn’t know what to do! By keeping a running list of things they could do, and sending them out in an organized fashion to help their neighbors, they were able to do something that mattered. They were SO grateful to me (and the team that emerged to work with me) for helping them know what to do. People whose homes had been flooded were overwhelmed. They didn’t know what to do, or where to start. When others came to help, it lifted the burden and made things seem possible again. They were so grateful for the help, and they ended up thanking ME. I just sat there and got thanked, for months.
(I would like to make it very clear that I didn’t lift anything heavier than a pen, nor get dirty at any point during the flood recovery. I had the easiest job of all, and I had a church who believed that the work of organizing flood recovery counted as my job.)
The gratitude, both to me and in general, was humbling. It was especially humbling to hear the gratitude of the people whose homes had been flooded. People would say, “Oh, we’re lucky, it was just a few feet in my basement.” (Truthfully, people who had less than a few FEET of water in the basement didn’t even mention it.) Others would say “Oh, I’m lucky, it didn’t reach the first floor.” Then, I heard, “Oh, we’re lucky, the second floor wasn’t even touched.” And, I kid you not, multiple people who had lost everything they owned and their home as well said, “We’re so lucky! We have friends who took us in and people are willing to help us clean up.”
Some of this was perspective, people knew others who had it worse, or had imagined it being worse. But a lot of it was actually just surprise at the generosity of those who helped them. I think many people expected to be on their own in recovering from an utterly overwhelming disaster. (Lest anyone think that gratitude was the only emotion, let me share a tiny story. There was a road that has been flooded at both end points, and two houses on it had burned to the water level because the fire trucks couldn’t get through. The rest of the people on the street were a bit jealous of those whose homes had burned because it was easier.) Any way and all ways that people helped and came together exceeded people’s expectations. They were relieved, they were held up, they were supported, and they were grateful. Things weren’t as bad as they might have been.
It was interesting how differences between people became trivial. Churches that didn’t usually talk to each other, or necessarily recognize each other’s existence worked together. Or, to be more forthright about it, I was sort of shocked that churches that preached against women in ministry still took orders from me 😉
Initially no one had water, nor electricity. The church I served realized that those who had electric stoves couldn’t heat dinner, so they started a free pasta dinner every night for anyone who wanted to come. People working on cleaning out their homes, those working on helping others clean out homes, those who were just lonely, those who were hungry, and those who just wanted a hot meal came together with no distinctions between them. The barriers of society: race and age, wealth and political view points just ceased to matter. People were just people for a bit.
Proverbs says, “Those who are generous are blessed, for they share their bread with the poor.” Sharing has its own rewards. It has its challenges too. Simeon Weil was known to say, “It is only by the grace of God that the poor can forgive the rich the bread they give them.” There is not a lot of dignity, usually, in our society, in needing or asking for help. Those who don’t have enough money to make it on their own are told in innumerable ways by society that they’ve failed. This isn’t new. James hits the nail on the head when he calls out communities of faith for treating people differently because of wealth or status. Jesus very clearly aimed his ministry at the people in his society who had the least. Yet throughout the ages Christianity has struggled to follow. James. Marcus Borg dates the book to somewhere in the 70’s or 80’s, that is, after the Gospel of Mark was written but before the Gospel of Matthew was written.1 We’ve been struggling with wealth for a while.
Actually, that’s not even fair. The Bible as a whole is obsessed with justice, by which it means being certain that people who are wealthy don’t get their way over people who are poor just because of money. Proverbs is part of this obsession. Saying, “Do not rob the poor because they are poor, or crush the afflicted at the gate; for the LORD pleads their cause and despoils of life those who despoil them.” (Proverbs 22: 22-23) Remember that the gate is where transactions occurred. That means that there is something OLD in humanity about treating people with wealth (or maybe just power) differently. We have hierarchy in us. Walter Wink thinks this is only a 8000 year old story, and not universal. I hope he’s right. But the roots of our Bible and of my ancestors is in this differentiation and hierarchy, despite the attempts to change it.
But during the flood, those who received help weren’t shamed by needing it, and that made it a lot easier to be grateful for receiving it. Similarly, there wasn’t a differential between the people who needed help and those who gave it. They were neighbors, whether or not they knew each other. Some happened to live in a localized low or closer to normally dry creek bed. The rich and the poor had a lot in common: their homes were flooded, their water wasn’t safe, their food was spoiled, and there no supplies to be found. It made it a lot easier to follow James’ commands and Proverb’s advice. (Until UMCOR showed up. Thanks UMCOR.)
What was so startling about the gratitude was that it felt so very much out of context. Isn’t gratitude for wonderful things and sadness, anger and horror for terrible things like losing everything you have and your home too? Recently I’ve been able to come up with a theory of what was going on. Nonviolent Communication has this fantastic list of universal human needs (https://workcollaboratively.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/wc_needs-feelings-inventory.pdf) and some amazing insights about them. For instance, the theory suggests that everything we do is an attempt to meet one or more need, although not everything we do is effective in doing so. Furthermore, there are actually a whole lot of human needs, and they’re not all going to be met at the same time.
BUT at any given moment, some of them are being met. So, the people I was getting to know during the flood had some really important and serious needs that were inherently not being met by during that time: for shelter, for safety, for order, for stability, for space, and often for rest. Yet, many needs that often go unmet WERE being met (and while these were clearly different for different people, I’m going to make some guesses): for community, for compassion, for interdependence, for support, for understanding, for celebration of life. The overwhelming gratitude wasn’t the only emotion going on (and as time went on, other emotions took more precedence), but it was terribly authentic. There were ways that the days and weeks right after the flood met people’s needs that often went unmet.
One of the harshest realities of our current society is that it isolates people from one another and from being a part of community. (This is one of the greatest needs that church is able to meet.) There is a myth that good people are self-sufficient and that independence is an appropriate life goal. The truth is that none of us are self-sufficient, in large part because we are social animals and we need each other in order to be full – and have our needs met!
I think it is possible to replicate some of the amazingly good things that I saw in the recovery from the Great Flood of 2011 without needing the Great Flood of 2011. While the gratitude I heard then was natural and authentic, I think it is also nurturable. If in any situation some of our needs are going to be met and some of them are not, then we CAN choose to pay attention either way. Sometimes it is really helpful to figure out what needs are wanting to be met, so that we can find a way to get them met! But sometimes we have a choice to change our focus. Instead of fussing, fuming, and building up resentment by telling and retelling ourselves stories of what is wrong (I’m sorry, is that just me? I didn’t THINK it was just me.) we can choose to pay attention to what is right. If people can do it in the flood, we can do it anytime we want.
And gratitude, I think, changes more than just our attitude. It is more like a muscle that can be built up with use. I hear people who are very strong in gratitude, and they’re rather enjoyable to be around! It is very important to be aware of injustice and brokenness in the world so that we can help change it. But it is just as important to be aware of beauty and wonder in the world so that we can enjoy it! Finally, I think gratitude is the great motivator! It turns out that obligations drain us, but when we act out of gratitude we are able to give without losing any part of ourselves. Gratitude is a game changer.
And there is a lot to be thankful for. Thanks be to God! Amen
1Marcus Borg Evolution of the Word: The New Testament in the Order the Books Were Written (HarperOne, USA: 2012), 193.
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Rev. Sara E. Baron
First United Methodist Church of Schenectady
603 State St. Schenectady, NY 12305
http://fumcschenectady.org/
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September 6, 2015