Reading is Believing?

Yesterday I gave the annual Stewardship Sermon at my congregation.

I thought I did a good job.  It was creative and incorporated a nice quick quote from Rabbi Irving Greenberg and another from Thoreau, as well as a skit during the second half featuring a member of the congregation as a carpenter.  Whether or not it was one of my best sermons, I’ll let others decide.  A member of my congregation (and member of the Stewardship Committee) thought enough of it to announce during the Stewardship Luncheon after church that it should be considered for the UUA Stewardship Sermon Award. He meant it because today I received an email from him saying “Go for it!” with a link to the UUA website about the sermon award.

I’m appropriately flattered.  No one mentioned the award after last year’s sermon. However, that’s not the point of this post.  I read about the guidelines for submission.  All they want is text in 12 point font.  I thought this strange. What about video or audio?  I thought what made my sermon different, unique, and effective was the carpenter skit in the second half.  Do I include the script for that?  Even if I did, can you really get the experience from reading the script without hearing the banging nails and sawing?

Granted, you can’t keep the contest anonymous if the preachers are on video, but really, who cares?  All sermons are given in context. We live in a post-modern age and part of what makes any sermon really effective (or not) is how well the preacher knows his or her audience.  It’s a sermon, not an essay.  Judging or evaluating a sermon solely on the basis of the text is like evaluating a song solely on the basis of the lyrics.  The lyrics might be fantastic, but the melody might be horrible.

Any sermon today can be captured on audio and turned into an mp3 by most cell phones. You don’t even need a laptop in the congregation.  Many cell phones, not to mention digital cameras, can record video – you don’t even need a video camera.  Preaching isn’t just about the text any more.

Reading the “rules” of this sermon award made me sad.  We may be finding some good essays about why people should financially support our liberal faith tradition called Unitarian Universalism, but the guidelines themselves tell a deeper and more important story – our faith tradition has been left behind by the 21st century.  We are a modern church in a post modern world.  The twenty minute lecture sermon is going the way of the 13 station dial on a television and a land line phone.

We may have a great theological tradition.  This tradition may very well be worth supporting financially. But if all we’re talking is 12 point font, we’re speaking a dead language.

I’m Getting Arrested

Hi, I plan on being arrested by the Muscular Dystrophy Association at 1 p.m. on  April 1, 2010. No fooling – they’re coming to get me at Pathways Church and take me away to Spring Creek Barbeque in Grapevine, TX where my bail is $1,480.00 and you can help bail me out ahead of time by going to my donation page for the Grapevine Area Lock-up by clicking here.   $1, 480 might seem like a lot of money, but here’s what it buys: 20 minutes of MDA research. 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes was about the length of this visit, one of Andy’s first with his Godson, my son Zack, who is now 13.

My best friend, Andy Maxfield, died just after Christmas in 2004 from complications related to Muscular Dystrophy.  You can read about Andy in the last of a July 2007 sermon series I did on friendship, “When You Paint a Purple Sky.” Andy was a minor celebrity in our small Massachusetts city as was always out and about in his chair in good weather until his health deteriorated too much near the age of 40.  He was in the news quite a bit for  as both a fund raiser for MDA and for his work as an artist.

When Andy died the local papers covered his passing and published reflections by his brother (part1, part2), spurring one woman, the mother of another young man with Muscular Dystrophy to write a Letter to the Editor in appreciation for sharing Andy’s story.  I could tell you all about the 6 clinics MDA funds here in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex, how an initial MDA diagnostic work up costs $300,  or how it costs almost a $1,ooo to pay for one week of MDA summer camp for one child, but I’d be kidding you and lying to myself if I told you that for me, this was about something besides Andy first.  He was my best friend, he changed my life, and Muscular Dystrophy took his.  If you’re reading this and you’re able to make a donation, please go to my donation page and give.  One of the last things Andy said to me was to not take my life and health for granted. I’m trying my best to follow his last request.

You can see some of Andy’s original artwork from throughout his career at my flickr photostream.