Independence for Dependent People

“They do not belong to the world, just as I do not belong to the world.” (John 17:16)

“For in him we live and move and have our being.” (Acts 17:28)

And so once again in our national context we come to Independence Day. We remember our beginnings and celebrate the bravery of those who stood against tyranny with an eye on freedom from King George and British rule. We mark still our fierce independence. There are always challenges to it, from one year to the next. This year is no different.

Wondering always comes to me: How do we come to this celebration of Independence as a Christian community deeply rooted and formed in the opposite, in dependence? Freedom as we come to it comes only from God’s grace and mercy. We know well that when we try, whether individually or collectively, to take over control of things, bad things happen. The scripture constantly calls us back to our utter dependence on God for life, for strength and wisdom, for hope, and yes, for freedom to live a new life.

The reminder I think is that as Christians we experience life in two different worlds. While we live in our human moment in a particular time, and country, and moment in history, at the same time we have rooted our lives in the Kingdom of God, which proclaims a different reality, an alternative view of what human flourishing looks like, a different set of moral and ethical realities all rooted in love, and which operates in complete dependence on God.

It’s important. As we gather and remember and renew our commitment as Americans to our independence and say “let freedom ring”, that we do so with one foot also and even more so in God’s Kingdom, where we locate our true home and hopes we have for this world and the next.

As we pray it,

Hallowed be your name. May your Kingdom come, and your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Love From Here

Peter Hawkinson

Prayers of the Saints and Martyrs

I have always near me prayer books of Saints and Martyrs. Sometimes these prayers bring comfort, and other times I’m challenged. Here are a few I read tonight with the setting sun:

A Stream Flows

My desires are crucified, the warmth of my body is gone. A stream flows whispering inside me; deep within me it says: “Come to the Father.” (Ignatius of Antioch, just prior to meeting the lions in the Roman Colosseum, 107 a.d)

Remember

O Lord, remember not only the men and women of good will, but those of ill will. But, do not remember all of the suffering they have inflicted upon us: instead remember the fruits we have borne because of this suffering — our fellowship, our loyalty to one another, our humility, our courage, our generosity, the greatness of heart that has grown from this trouble. When our persecutors come to be judge by you, let all of these fruits that we have borne be their forgiveness. (Anonymous, found in the clothing of a dead child at Ravensbruck concentration camp, 1943)

On The Other Side

Blessed are you, O Lord, and may your Son’s name be blessed forevermore. I can see what those who persecute me cannot: on the other side of this river there is a multitude waiting to receive my soul and carry it to glory. (Sabas the Goth, martyred by drowning in Dacia (modern day Romania) in 372 a.d)

An Incorruptible Crown

I go from an corruptible to an incorruptible crown, where no disturbance can be, no disturbance at all. (Charles Stuart, King of great Britain and Ireland, executed 30 January, 1649)

Last Prayer

I have been too long in this world of strife; I would be with Jesus. (Julian of Brioude, a Roman soldier converted to Christianity who surrendered himself to authorities and was beheaded)

Prayer of Thanks

We thank you, O God, for the saints of all ages; for those who in times of darkness kept the lamp of faith burning; for the great souls who saw visions of larger truth and dared to declare it; for the multitude of quiet and gracious souls whose presence has purified and sanctified the world; and for those known and loved by us, who have passed from this earthly fellowship into the fuller light of life with you. (Anonymous)

Love from Here

Peter Hawkinson

Movies That Matter: Saving Jones

“There is no animal welfare without human welfare.”

When I adopted Zoe in the fall of 2018, I had no idea what I was getting myself into – in a myriad of ways.

In truth, I had some hesitation about adopting her because I’d never had a dog before, and from what I could tell she was less “beginner level” than “intermediate.” When I met her at the shelter, the staff had her in a large outdoor kennel far away from all the other dogs, where she was pacing, barking and looking generally ferocious. That’s her kennel, they explained to me, because she can’t get along with other dogs.

But when they pulled her out of the kennel, I learned my first important lesson about animal rescue: the dog you see in their kennel is never the dog you take home.

That environment is so stressful that animals do whatever they can to cope. In Zoe’s case, that meant barking and pacing and not eating because she was too upset. In the shelter manager’s arms, however, she melted into a little puddle.

After several visits, lots of thinking, submitting an application and then backing out again, I brought Zoe home. I can say now it was the best decision I’ve ever made.

The next few months were a whirlwind of learning how to be a dog mom, how to crate-train and potty-train and get her to walk on a leash and cope with apartment life. I was in over my head as often as not, but there was no greater reward than seeing her fall asleep on the couch next to me, for once utterly at peace.

What I didn’t know at the time was that we were about to take a whole other journey together, because Zoe is a pitbull-type dog.

I say pitbull-type, because truthfully that is an umbrella term that has come to describe a whole host of dogs simply by physical characteristics, such as a barrel chest, a short coat, and heart-shaped head. As Bronwen Dickey writes in her wonderful book Pit Bull: The Battle over an American Icon, many mixed-breed dogs identified as “pit mixes” actually have no genetic identification with the four recognized breeds that are true pit bulls (American pit bull terriers, American Staffordshire terriers, Staffordshire bull terriers, and American bullies).

And unfortunately, just as there is a lot of murkiness around being able to properly identify these breeds, there is even more misinformation about their temperaments and characteristics.

Throughout her book, Bronwen describes how pitbull-type dogs went from being widely popular at the start of the 20th century, acclaimed as friendly, family dogs, “good-natured, brave, resilient, and dependable” to vilified just a few decades later as super-predators and monsters, lock-jawed killing machines who were bred to fight. These dogs are mistreated, misunderstood, and marginalized in ways that few other breeds ever come close to.

I encourage you to read this book. Not just because I have a vested interest as a pitbull mom (yes, we did Zoe’s DNA and she turned out to be over 60% American pitbull terrier), but because in the book Bronwen makes the best argument I have seen yet for how the horrible public image of the pitbull over the last forty years has direct connections to poverty, violence, racism, and a general failure to care well for humans so they can care well for animals.

Next week, we will begin our summer movie series, Movies that Matter, with a movie that takes a hard look at this relationship between animal mistreatment and that of humans; animal welfare and human welfare, particularly as it relates to pitbulls.

The movie tells the story of Rebecca Cory, a woman who suffered domestic abuse during her childhood as did her family’s dog Jones, and who has grown up to identify closely with the plight of pitbulls and to even found the organization Stand Up For Pits to help advocate for them.

We will watch this movie at church, as part of a church program, because I also believe that it has direct connections to our faith.

When God gave the Israelites laws in the Old Testament to structure their society, to make it distinct and set apart from other ancient cultures, God was clear: they would respect human and animal life.

If someone saw their neighbor’s animal wandering away, they were to bring it back. If they saw an animal fallen in the road, they were to help it up. Animals were not to be slaughtered on the same day as their young, nor were they to be overburdened or exploited.

The sabbath day was instituted as a day of rest both for people and for animals.

I could go on, but this much seems clear: God cares about people and about animals. God expects us to treat both with dignity and compassion and care.

And so this conversation, which is about people and about pitbulls, is about our failure to live up to that.

But it also about resilience and hope, about the animals who transcend all the terrible things that happen to them, about the humans who are working to care well for people and for their animals, and for all of those reasons I really, really hope you come.

Yours,

Pastor Jen

Learn more about the movie “Saving Jones” and the Stand Up For Pits Foundation here: https://standupforpits.us/

Purchase “Pit Bull: Battle Over an American Icon” here: https://www.bronwendickey.com/book-1

Mark your calendar for Wednesday, June 18th at 6 PM and join us in the Youth Room for this screening!

Contentment

A Song of Ascents. Of David.

O LORD, my heart is not lifted up, my eyes are not raised too high;

I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me.

But I have calmed and quieted my soul,

like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like the weaned child that is with me.

O Israel, hope in the LORD from this time on and forevermore. (Psalm 131)

This psalm has become a favorite of mine for a few reasons.

First, it’s short and sweet, like most of the “Psalms of Ascent” (120-134) that ancient Israel would sing on the road to Jerusalem when festival times were nigh. There’s no way to Jerusalem except up! It’s short and sweet, easy to memorize and say or sing repeatedly. That’s good for the soul.

Second, there’s a delicious invitation to let go for a moment of those things out of my control: the great mysteries of life, the anxieties of unresolved situations, whatever it is that likes to keep me up at night. That’s an invitation I need to engage every day!

Third, there’s an image put to soul possibilities. And it’s something I see every day! A little child in its mother or father’s arms, having let go, exhausted, sound asleep, without any worry that they might be dropped, completely trusting and so at rest. I wonder, is it even possible that my soul, my spirit can find that space?

Which brings me to number 4! Contentment is so elusive for me! So deeply desired, but so elusive in this wide awake, non-stop world, with an ever-growing list of demands, and stresses and strains, and pains and sorrows and griefs and tragedies. And growing up from being a little child only increases this collective sense that life’s journey seems to conspire against a calm and quiet soul.

The soothing balm for David is that his hope is rooted in The LORD, the Living God, with a real history of saving, guiding presence, a heavy hand of mercy, and faithfulness to keep promises. No one knows this better than David!

It’s a song for the road toward Jerusalem, for the journey of life. David’s, Israel’s, yours and mine. Contentment comes not in more, but in letting go, giving up, and giving into the Living Presence of the God who loves. Memorize this little ditty. Sink it into your mind and heart. Say it like a breath prayer on your journey through life. And rest in the One who is holding onto you.

CONTENTMENT!

Peter Hawkinson

Blomstertid

Now comes the time for flowers, for joy, for beauty great. Come near you summer hours, earth’s grasses recreate. Sun’s kind and lively charming of dead things winter slew, comes intimately warming and all is born anew. (Covenant Hymnal 646)

This time of year I find myself humming the old swedish folk tune that begs to be heard on a weeping viola or violin. You can listen to it here: https://youtu.be/fZQVmgcx3EE?si=p84ngrQlC0rcCfoB. It is called Blomstertid, and dates back to the Sweedish Koralbok of 1697, where it was the setting for “Den blomstertid nu kommer” (The Season of Flowers is Now Coming). The english version “Now Comes the Time For Flowers” lingers still in our Covenant Hymnal. It is still sung by many swedish children on their last day of school. The text is written by Israel Kolmodin (1643-1709), and the text is translated by my late Uncle, Zenos Hawkinson (1925-1997).

Our lovely flowered meadows, the tilled field’s noble seed, rich herbs laid out in windows, green groves sedately treed: these wonderful reminders of God’s good Kingdom strong; that we his grace remember, it spans the whole year long!

The first two verses speak of the expansive abundance spring into summer finds creation revealing to us. Nowhere is that more true than in our American midwest, where some of the best growing soil in the world envelopes new crop fields, and where spring rains (sometimes too many!) lush up everything so green and full of life again. And even though it’s virtually the same each year, the stunning increase of light (with a little help from Daylight Savings Time) along with the warmth of the sun, finally, finds us opening our windows and making our way outside again after a long, cold, dark winter. These stunning visual realities that affect our senses and liven up our spirits and find us lauding the God of all creation and abundance, to whom we give thanks and praise:

We hear the birdsong ringing a many throated laud: shall not our tongues be singing our praise to Father God? My soul, lift up God’s greatness, a hearty song employ, to him who wills to find us and bring us endless joy.

Creation as always, reflects the Creator and so is God’s devotional material on which we can reflect, and which reflects God’s abundant faithfulness and provision. Another year! Another crop! Another season of warmth, light, growth, and life. Rain, sun, and soil, and the song of the creatures coming to voice. It’s time to give thanks and be hopeful. And — it’s time to renew our faith, to consecrate ourselves, with God’s help, to be renewed like the creation all around us:

You gentle Jesu, Christus, our radiant sun, our shield, your light, your arm protect us, to you cold senses yield. Bring fires of love internal, but damp the heats of lust, prevent all hurt infernal: teach us your hand to trust.

It’s a lovely hymn. Deeply reflective of this moment in creation’s cycle here where we are, and of all life’s hopeful reality ever before us, thanks be to God. Thanks be to God. Now comes the time for flowers!

Love From Here

Peter Hawkinson

A Spiritual Practice for the Year’s End

This past Sunday marked the end of our church program year, as next week our summer schedule begins with worship at 10am. In our final Sunday School of the year, those gathered took several moments as a community to engage in something called the Prayer of Examen.

The Prayer of Examen, is an ancient practice used by many throughout time and throughout the Church to actively reflect and look back on where God was present with us and where God’s Spirit was moving throughout a certain period of time. Some people engage in the examen daily, asking God to call to mind for them where God was with them & how God was active throughout their day. Others engage in it weekly, or at the end of a particular season, or at the year’s end like we did on Sunday.

When I worked at Covenant Point as a summer staffer, we engaged in the examen at the end of every summer. I loved this. It was a deeply holy time. We were encouraged to play the summer back like a movie in our heads– not putting pressure on what came to mind, but just allowing God to bring to mind the moments of joy, connection, deep meaning, reconciliation, and where God had been active, present, and alive in us or those around us. One of the things that made this particularly meaningful was that although we engaged in this spiritual practice together, and lived the summer together as a staff, we each had different moments where God had been present to us and it took us sharing these together to get the best and fullest glimpse of how God was at work, in us individually and in our community. 

If you’re like me, it can be very difficult to carve out time to be still enough, quiet enough, patient enough, and intentional enough to stop and reflect like this, especially about ordinary life. But this is deeply important, because if not, we risk rushing right through and missing altogether where our powerful, all-present, and loving God was with us, through us, and in us. My dad once told me, “hindsight is God-sight” and I’ve taken this to heart. In the moment, we don’t always see God or understand what God is doing. We must remember and look back in order to see clearly. 

It’s like Psalm 77:11-12 states: “But then I recall all you have done, O Lord;  I remember your wonderful deeds of long ago.They are constantly in my thoughts. I cannot stop thinking about your mighty works.” We must actively remember and recall where God has been, only then can we truly see and rightly praise God for all God’s done. 

So, as our church year has come to an end, I invite you all to take some time to look back on and reflect on where God has been, what God has done, where you’ve grown, and experienced God’s presence. 

  • Allow God to call to mind some important moments or experiences from our year at church and your own year, personally. 
  • Where did you experience joy this year or feel most alive? 
  • Who or what helped point you towards God this year? 
  • Where did you feel yourself grow or be challenged or be called? 
  • What has God done that you might thank God for? 

I pray you’d take some time to reflect & then that you’d share with someone else. Sometimes we must remember for each other. 

– Pastor Lynnea

Servant Leadership

For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of yourself more highly than you ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned. (Romans 12:3)

I have a notebook I take with me always. It has a brown leather cover on its outside, and its inside has a notepad on its right side and a pocket for storing torn off papers on it’s left. I have for 15 years now since my dad’s death kept one letter in that storage pocket that I see each time I open the notebook. I found it in my father’s papers.

It is dated June 14, 1986, and was written by Rev. Wesley Nelson, a long distinguished and beloved Covenant pastor who at that time was living in retirement in Chicago. It is written to “the newly elected leaders of our denomination”, and is a plea for their humility and servant leadership. My father was one of them. Here are some key thoughts in the letter:

“The burden of this letter is my conviction that one of our greatest needs at this time is for role models in sacrificial living. I am hoping that you will not succumb to the temptation to see yourselves at the apex of a hierarchy…no criticism of our past and present leadership is intended. I am suggesting an image of church leadership that is patterned, not after the hierarchical structures of the world but after our Master, who took the lowest place. I can envision a fresh breeze blowing through our churches if our leaders will now lead the way.

It is there as a reminder each day when I open this notebook to attack the list of “to-dos” about the important and particularly difficult task of leadership is within the Christian community. I say difficult, and indeed challenging for a couple of reasons.

First and foremost, as pastor Nelson reminds me, we lead — follow and serve — on behalf of Jesus Christ. This can and must shape a servant hearted leadership that has to find a way to stay faithful in local church and denominational institutional structures that are in fact formed hierarchically. To put it another way, Jesus’ leads with “power-under”, and yet we are called as pastors, teachers and administrators into structures with expectations of leadership that use a “power-over” approach. It’s a delicate dance not to get out over our skis, given our structures and our own egos and bad habits than re-appear when we hold onto power.

And the second challenge is that the way our world flourishes with power-over systems and structures offer us no help, and in fact call the Jesus way articulated by Wesley Nelson the quickest way to failure. As Saint Paul says it, “For the message about the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God….For God’s foolishness is wiser than human wisdom, and God’s weakness is stronger than human strength.” (1 Corinthians 1, portions).

If Pastor Nelson was here, I think we would say that he was warning those called to lead that there will always be a constant temptation to think more of themselves than they ought. Well do we all know that the Church in history has given into this temptation time and again. Instead, we ought to be constantly aware of this and seek instead the servant posture of Christ.

I am grateful for the mercy that has come in moments when I have lost my Christian way! And as I seek to finish well in the few years left for me, I’m so glad that this letter is ever before me. God bless Wesley Nelson for caring enough to write it now almost forty years ago!

Love From Here

Peter Hawkinson

Ears to Hear

“Let anyone with ears to hear listen.”

Jesus said this all the time at the end of his stories and sermons. It remains a reminder in our highly literate and post-enlightenment world that in his day only scribes and clerics could read and write. This left the other 95 percent of people who no doubt were much better listeners than we are today. They had one chance to get it, without recordings or a text to go back and scan over again. They HAD to hear well.

And then, also, their memories had to hold the story or the sermon for it’s re-telling. A couple of things to think about here…first, that old telephone game where a circle of folks pass along a message whispering ear to ear and inevitably the message comes out comically different than when it first was passed along. Second, imagine if you were to listen to a sermon or a story knowing that you will need to re-tell it at some point later on. Finally, consider the importance of passing on the stories and sermons as the primary way of keeping faith alive from one generation to another, else it be lost.

Thinking about this ancient world, even the not-so-ancient world all the way up to the appearance of the printing press in the mid-15th century, where the masses live only through an oral tradition — listening, hearing, remembering, telling — I wonder for all it’s blessings how much our literacy, and the primary importance of the written and read text, has helped us when it comes to the Good News of the Gospel. Don’t get me wrong, I know that it many ways the spread of Christian Gospel has depended on it.

I’m thinking more about primary arguments forming around verb endings and language translations and all the church schisms and splits that have accompanied an enlightened human christian community. I read recently of a biblical scholar who has a father who is also a biblical scholar. Their own familial relationship has been severed over a divergent theological point of view that hinges on a verb ending of one Greek word from a written text in a now-archaic language, and the kicker is that the text finds Jesus teaching about love.

My wondering is to what degree, for all the wonder of blessings of poring over the written text, we have missed the forest for the trees. I wonder if often now the most of us find ourselves where those few scribes were when Jesus had healed a man who had been crippled his whole life, and the response of the priests was to pull out the text, and find the place and point their fingers and show the healed man how and why and where he broke the law, because it was the Sabbath day, and he wasn’t allowed to carry his mat. Talk about adventures in missing the point! And Jesus, too was indicted, for working on the sabbath day, and therefore breaking the Mosaic law.

What comes eventually is this stunning short sermon from Jesus, who says, “You search the scriptures because you think that in them you have eternal life; and it is they that testify on my behalf. Yet you refuse to come to me for life.” (John 5) That’s a word about how the written text can keep us from hearing and seeing what the Spirit of God is doing that is so good, and right now! And Jesus seems to say that the text has it’s critically important place, but that it holds, it cradles the holy story of God’s redemptive work.

So much more to say, but I’ll end with this thought, that though we give the Bible highest authority, we need also to remember that what is holy about it is the story it tells, and holds, and the life we find in that story of God’s love and redemption. To forget this distinction is to make an idol out of the written text, replacing the tender story it cradles. Then the text becomes a prooftext, which it is not meant to be! Contrast a prooftext with this word from images in Covenant Beginnings, that our ancestors, who were called the “readers” because of their love for scripture, “gathered around God’s Word as though it was a warm campfire on a cold winter’s night.” They came to the written text devotionally, to find new life in Jesus. One of these ancestors, David Nyvall said this: “Without the Spirit…the Bible becomes a casket for dead dogmas instead of a garden of life and fragrance.”

It’s important for us who read, and re-read the scripture to hear it still, and most of all.

Love From Here!

Peter Hawkinson

Spring into Summer Church Life!

Hello WCC Friends! In all kinds of ways we see creation coming back to life, and soon spring will give way to summer. During this season we find sabbath rest from some of our normal ministry programs and patters while others come to life.

Our Worship gathering time moves a half hour earlier — meaning we gather at 10 a.m. weekly beginning May 25. Also, we will spend some Sundays more informally outside on our lovely front lawn. On these days please bring a lawn chair or blanket if you wish. Here is the schedule for now (subject to change due to weather or other circumstances):

Worship Inside, 10 a.m — May 25, June 1, June 22 and 29, July 6, 13, and 27, August 3, 17 and 24.

Worship Outside, 10 a.m. — June 8 and 15, July 13, August 10 and 31.

Other events/Gatherings are as follows:

All-Church Picnic June 1 following our Worship.

Sunday Evening Backyard Potlucks, June 29 (Rivi home) and and July 27 (Madvig Home), 6 p.m. Bring any food you wish to add to the table, a beverage to drink, and a lawn chair or blanket. An informal time to circle up, fellowship, and enjoy community!

Music on the Steps is back! Wednesdays, June 11, July 9, August 15. Further details to come. Ravinia style gathering, bring your own lawn chair or blanket, food and drink at 6:15 for fellowship, music begins at 7 p.m.

Movies that Matter season two! Wednesdays, June 18, July 16, and August 20. Details to come. Gatherings in the youth room to view and discuss films.

All-Church Mission Trip to Covenant Mountain Mission Bible Camp in Jonesville, Virginia July 19-26! There is still time to register on the church website — http://www.winnetkacovenant.org

WCC Cycling Club resumes on Tuesday evenings beginning May 27. More details soon to come.

Children and Family Gatherings and Youth Ministry Gatherings will be happening. Watch for more details soon!

Finally, pastors Pete and Jen are hoping you might want to have a catch up conversation over coffee or while taking a walk. Please be in touch to find some time together.

Wishing you Resurrection Hope and the Peace it brings,

Peter Hawkinson

Confirmation! and a Worship Update

Hello Winnetka Covenant Church Friends!

A week from this Sunday, May 4, confirmation Sunday arrives. Another festival worship experience is just ahead of us!

This long-held christian tradition, as so many, finds its roots in Judaism, where formal faith training begins at early age and culminates in a “mitzvah” service. In the New Testament we see the importance Jesus places on the nurture of children in faith, for he says “as such is the kingdom of God.” Confirmation in our own Covenant tradition is designed to be a systematic exploration of God’s word, the history of our faith, and the importance of living a Christian life. It is a significant early, formative step in a lifelong process of growing in faith and discipleship of Jesus Christ.

This year we are blessed with eight confirmands. They are:

Claire Bouwman, Grace Bowen, Phoenix Broad-Crawford, Ethan Fogel, Jonathan Heintzelman, Naomi Johnson, Katie Tropp, and Caleb Werling.

Each of them will have time to witness to their faith in some way, and we will have a special time of prayer for each of these students. Pray for each of these students as this special moment of affirmation and holy encounter come soon. And pray for their siblings, parents, aunts and uncles, grandparents and friends who come to join us on this special day!

Because of all that will be taking place in this service, we will be celebrating the sacrament of Holy Communion the Sunday following, May 11.

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One other worship update also. Going forward (at least for a time) our service will end after we have sung God’s blessing to one another. Our final worship act will be greeting one another as we begin fellowship, and we will not have a postlude at the service end.

Now may resurrection’s easter joy continue to have sway on your spirit.

Peter Hawkinson