Thursday, January 29, 2015

NEW SCHOOL YEAR in T.J. Mexico


From The Panamerican Institute, TJ Mexico

WE WERE HAPPY TO START THE NEW SCHOOL YEAR 2014-2015 WITH 76 STUDENTS!
25 first year students joined with 25 second year students and 26 third year students.
Your generous support makes education possible for our students.
We are excited to have our new school year underway. We start with new personnel: Patricia (Paty) Bautista as our principal, Elena González as Principal’s Assistant, Leticia (Lety) Bautista as secretary, Martha Yañez as guidance counselor and new teachers as well.
First day usually begins with students cleaning the school building, our cook making food for everyone and our staff working happily assuming the challenges of a new school year.
Another exciting activity is giving each student back-packs filled with school supplies, such as colored pencils, markers, pens, letter size paper and notebooks. All those items donated by our sponsors.
Several students need aid to buy their uniforms and to pay for their daily transportation to school; you can help them through the Adopt-A-Student Program! Sponsor a student with $35 per month or $420 per school year, this provides free breakfast, as needed and upon availability of funds, uniforms and bus fares.
Two Free Meals And A Snack
           Since our class schedule is 7:30 A.M. until 3:30 P.M. students need energy to do their best at school, besides breakfast paid by sponsors from the Adopt-A-Student Program, our students also receive lunch by noon and a snack. The cost of the second meal is $15 per student per month. Donations are welcome and appreciated.
Other Opportunities To Help Throughout the Year:
¬ PROVIDE ACCIDENT INSURANCE: $600 FOR ALL OUR STUDENTS FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR.
¬ HELP STUDENTS PURCHASE THEIR DAILY UNIFORMS AT $75 EACH. OR P.E. UNIFORM AT $30 EACH, OR SCHOOL SHOES OR TENNIS SHOES AT $35 EACH.
¬ HELP PURCHASE CLASS MATERIALS FOR OUR 15 SUBJECTS, OFFICE AND SCHOOL SUPPLIES AT $700 PER MONTH.
¬ PROVIDE INK, PAPER & TONER FOR COMPUTER ROOM AT $75 PER MONTH.
¬ MATERIALS FOR SCIENCE LABORATORY: $75 PER MONTH.
¬ MONTHLY COST FOR UTILITIES: $600.
¬ BUILDING & EQUIPMENT MAINTENANCE: $400 PER MONTH.
¬ IN DECEMBER, PROVIDE A FOOD CHRISTMAS BASKETS FOR STUDENTS AT $50 EACH BASKET.


Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Revised Common Lectionary


Revised Common Lectionary

The Revised Common Lectionary was prepared by the Consultation on Common Texts (CCT), and consists of a table of readings which gives the liturgical day or date and the Scripture references for the texts to be read. Liturgies are set forms of public worship used in the Christian church.
It is arranged in a three-year cycle:
  • year A, the year of Matthew;
  • year B, the year of Mark; and
  • year C, the year of Luke
John is read each year, especially around Christmas, Lent and Easter, and also in the year of Mark, whose Gospel is shorter than the others. The sequence of Gospel readings is meant to lead God’s people to a deeper knowledge of Christ and a stronger faith in him.
Along with the Gospel, there is a rich provision of Old Testament material, chosen to illuminate the Gospel and to include important narratives of faith. Acts and the Epistles highlight not only apostolic authority, but Christian experience of and reflection on the grace of God in Christ.
Much of the material is offered in semi-continuous form, which allows a larger variety of passages of the Bible to be read. This return to a greater selection of readings of the Bible is not only a means of combating the decline of biblical literacy, among adults as much as among young Christians, but is a recovery of a liturgical way to lead the followers of Christ through his birth, baptism, ministry, death, and resurrection.
The lectionary presented throughout this website is the Revised Common Lectionary with some adjustments. The calendar upon which it is based, and the principles it pursues, are explained in The Revised Common Lectionary (The Canterbury Press, 1992).

A Rough Ride For The Righteous


SERMON:  "A Rough Ride For The Righteous" Advent 4A

Sermon from Ross Bartlett, "A Rough Ride For The Righteous" as shared on Sunday Dec 24,1995 on the TELOS INFORMATION SERVICE with minor editing.

Most gracious God, bless we pray the thoughts of our hearts and the words of lips.  Help us to consider the meaning of this day - and to grow in faith - as we celebrate your many blessings.  We ask it in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen
I should introduce myself.  My name is Joseph.  Joseph Davidson.  I've been hanging around your celebration of Christmas for quite a while but I suspect you don't know me too well.  I feel sort of like the father of the bride at a wedding.  Nobody pays much attention to him but he gets to pay the bills.  I know how much you enjoy celebrating Christmas but I want to tell you, your Christmas cost me a great deal!
My family is an old and honorable one - probably with more emphasis on the old than the honorable!  My ancestor was King David.  But that isn't much to boast about.  He lived a thousand years before I was born, so by my time there were hundreds and thousands of Davidsons.  But I was proud of it. Some of you trace your heritage back to United Empire Loyalists or back to the old country.  Well, it's like that with me.
Where to start?  I grew up in Bethlehem.  It's only a few miles from Jerusalem and making a living was difficult.  So as a young man I moved to Nazareth.  Nazareth was so small I'm always amazed when I meet people in the 1990s who know about it.  It was a hamlet, the butt of jokes.  "Can anything good come out of Nazareth?" people used to joke.  But I didn't go to Nazareth for the night life.  I went there to find work.
I'm a wood worker.  I do things like build furniture, frame houses, make tools and yoke for oxen.  If it's made out of wood, I'm your man.  But wood workers are practical people.  I like things you can handle and see, that you can measure, cut and saw.  I'm not much for ideas.  Oh, I enjoy listening to the teachers when they come to our synagogue, but I prefer more practical things.  Wood is honest.  I understand that some of you have doors that are hollow in the middle - is that true?  Now, I'm a guest and I don't want to insult you, but that sounds dishonest to me.  No, I like things that are wood clear through.  Wood has integrity.  I like that - I like that in people too.
Another thing that you should know about me is that my neighbors call me a "righteous man".  In my day that meant something very specific.  You see, way back when, hundreds and hundreds of years before my birth, God gave Moses the Law for our people.  The Law tells us how we should live for God, the things we should do, the way we should eat, the people we should associate with and so on.  Now, keeping the Law is not always easy.  It makes demands on us.  But if we're going to be God's people we have to do what God tells us.  People in my day called a man who kept the Law a "righteous man".  That's me.  I don't go around preaching to people or looking down my nose at others.  I just think if a person believes something they should live it.
Of course, the other thing that shaped my life was Mary.  Life was good for me in Nazareth.  There was plenty of work and I was able to save some money and just when I was thinking about getting married I met Mary.  She was about 15 years old then, just the right age for becoming engaged.  Wonderful girl, wonderful woman.  We were betrothed.  That's something like your engagement only it's much more permanent.  It lasts a year, sometimes longer.  During that time the families get to know one another.  They work out a dowry.  They search the records in the temple in Jerusalem because in a little country like ours it's really easy for close relative to get married and never know that they're relatives.  Our engagements can only be broken by divorce.  And getting a divorce isn't easy.  You have to show real cause.  It's pretty disgraceful.
That period of our betrothal was a time when I dreamed.  About building a home for Mary and myself and the kids we'd have.  About the wonderful life we'd have.  I dreamt about how wonderful life would be.  It's strange isn't it, how quickly life can go sour.  How quickly dreams can turn into nightmares.  How easily your fondest plans can be shattered.  Perhaps you've had that experience.
I noticed that Mary became quiet, withdrawn.  I wondered if something was wrong, but when I asked her she said she couldn't tell me about it.  I had to go out of town to do some work and all the time I was away I hardly slept for worrying and wondering.  Had I done something to displease her or her family?  Maybe they'd found something in the Temple records to prevent us from being married!  So, by the time I came back to Nazareth I was beside myself.  I begged her not to shut me out of her life, to tell me what was going on, but I was totally unprepared for her answer.  "I'm pregnant".
She began to weep.  I felt like I'd been kicked in the stomach.  Of all the things, I'd never dreamt that!  Pregnant!  I knew I wasn't the father, but who?  We had love, we had respect, we had a future.  How could this  happen, without her parents knowing, without my knowing?  What about our dreams?  Why?
That's when she told me her story.  About how an angel had appeared to her - a teenaged girl in a fifth-rate village, and told her she was going to be the mother of Israel's Messiah.  The Spirit of God had come upon her and planted a baby in her womb.  I was furious!  It was one thing for her to betray our love like that and quite another to treat me to a story that bordered on blasphemy.  Do I look like an idiot?  I would not believe it.  You wouldn't believe it. I wanted to lash out, I wanted to hurt her as she had hurt me.
The Law said that a woman found in adultery should be stoned to death.  Now I could understood that law in a way I never had before.  I wanted to get back at her, for ruining our love, my faith and trust, wrecking my reputation.
You see, as a righteous man I tried to live to a certain standard.  People respected me, they counted on me.  This would ruin me.  Everyone would assume that I was the father.  Just think how far a story about being  visited and made pregnant by the Spirit of God was going to go down in the market!  I had to go public.  I had to gather the elders and publicly sever the relationship.  I would tell everyone that I was not responsible.  If I couldn't get anything else out of this mess at least I'd keep my good name intact.
But I couldn't do it.  I loved Mary; even though she'd shattered my faith.  I didn't want to make a public example of her.  Of course, there was no way I could marry her, but the Law left it pretty well up to the man what was to be done. I could get a couple of my friends, give her a private bill of divorce and that would be that.  Of course, the reason would soon be obvious, but without a complaint from me nothing could legally be done to Mary.
Mary had to get away.  The caustic gossip down by the village well would be too much to handle.  So she went south, to Hebron.  She had relatives there, who would give her support and a place to stay.
After she left town things were pretty much a blur.  I walked around and worked at my bench.  I didn't care about eating.  I didn't pay much attention to life.  Then the dreams started.  Always the same.  Walking down a dark corridor and suddenly this blinding light and an angel would be there.  How did I know it was an angel?  Good question.  But there are times when you just know things.  That's the best answer I can give.  The angel told me not to be afraid.  "Joseph Davidson", the angel said, "don't be afraid to take Mary for your wife.  The child she bears is from the Holy Spirit.  You will call his name Jesus and he will save his people from their sins".
That was my dream.  For a carpenter, for someone used to working with tangible things, that was hard to take on board.  I mean, dreams come to prophets not wood workers.  And I couldn't talk about it with anyone without revealing Mary's terrible secret.  Even then I still was thinking about it as her secret.  What was I to do?  But the dreams kept repeating, same dream but each time more forceful.
A wise person has said that we need to recognize what time it is in life.  I knew that it was time for me to make a decision.  Nothing would ever be the same.  It would be life without Mary, always wondering if those dreams were true, if God was somehow doing the most unexpected thing in the most unusual fashion.  Or it could be life with Mary, with all sorts of unexpected troubles and surprises, but following my faith.  I knew right off the bat that my reputation would be ruined.  If I didn't divorce Mary and she had a child everyone would assume that I was the father.  They might not say anything to me but I knew what they'd think.  I'm ashamed to say I've thought that way about others from time to time.
But I decided to do it.  I went down to Hebron.  I told Mary about my dreams and apologized for doubting her.  I took her back to Nazareth and as soon as possible we were married.  I figured, it'll be rough, but if God's in it, it won't be too bad.  I told you, I'm a wood worker, not a theologian.  I had no idea how wrong I could be. 
I know you've heard about Caesar's decree concerning the census.  But I wonder if you've ever really thought about traveling 90 miles, in the winter, on a donkey when you're nine months pregnant.  The crowds in Bethlehem!  Even my relatives had no place for us.  There were people underfoot wherever you turned.  We finally found some shelter in a stable that someone had hollowed out of the rock.  Mary had to be both mother and midwife.  I'm a wood worker.  What do I know about delivering babies?  You'd think if God had been planning this for years some better arrangements might have been in hand.
But still life didn't settle down.  Life with Jesus was always a combination of the strange and the ordinary.  Those astrologers from Iraq, worshipping our toddler.  Having to become refugees so Herod's soldiers wouldn't get him.
There's lots more stories but I've probably overstayed my welcome.  I hope you'll forgive me going on, but not many people seem interested in my perspective on those strange and wonderful months.  I once thought, as a young man, that if I ever saw an angel I'd never have any doubts.  I saw an angel, it was vivid and real to me.  But I always have lots of questions.  Did I make it all up?  To be honest, Jesus didn't seem like the Savior of the world.  You sing "no crying he makes".  You should have been in our house at 3 in the morning when he was cutting teeth!  When he fell on Nazareth's streets and skinned his knee, it bled.  I held him in my lap and told him stories and he fell asleep.
Some of you have a faith like Mary's.  It's rich, devout and strong.  You're God's special people.  Some of you are more like me.  You live in a world of cause and effect.  You believe your doubts, you doubt your beliefs.  I understand.  I've been there.  All I can tell you is that when I faced those questions I came down on the side of faith.  If you like, I faithed it through, even when I didn't feel like believing.  I trusted, even when I didn't feel like trusting.  That's what God used.  I'm not the main character of the story.  But as you celebrate, you might want to remember in a corner of your mind that God chose me to be part of the story.  Joe Davidson, a carpenter who believed as best he could.    Amen


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

A Hymn for Epiphany Five B


A Hymn for Epiphany Five B

          The following is a paraphrase of the lesson from the Hebrew scriptures for Epiphany five year B. or Isaiah 40:21-31

Why pourest forth thine anxious cry
            Despairing of relief.
As if the Lord o’erlooked thy cause,
            And did not heed thy grief?

Hast thou not known, hast thou not heard
            That firm remains on high
The everlasting throne of him
            That formed the earth and sky?

Art thou afraid his power shall fail
            When comes thy evil day?
And can an all-creating arm
            Grow weary and decay?

Supreme in wisdom as in power
            The Rock of ages stands;
Though him thou canst not see, nor trace
            The working of his hands.

He gives the conquest to the weak,
            Supports the fainting heart;
And courage in the evil hour
            His heavenly aid impart.

Mere human power shall fast decay,
            And youthful vigor cease;
But they who wait upon the Lord
            In strength shall still increase.

They with unwearied feet shall tread
            The path of life divine;
With growing ardor onward move,
            With growing brightness shine.

On eagles’ wings they mount, they soar,
            Their wings are faith and love,
“Til, past the cloudy regions here,
            they rise to heaven above.

Monday, January 26, 2015

The Liturgical Year


The Liturgical Year


Advent – Waiting for the incarnation of God in Jesus Christ, the Messiah

Christmas – The birth of our Lord and Savior

Epiphany- the wise-men and the light come 

Baptism of Our Lord

Transfiguration of Our Lord

Ash Wednesday

Lent

Palm Sunday-Jesus’ Triumphal ride into Jerusalem

Maundy Thursday-Jesus washes the feet of his disciples

Good Friday-Jesus dies in agony for our sins

Easter Vigil- Traditional time for Baptisms

Easter Sunday-Christ has died, Christ is risen

Easter Evening

Pentecost – The gift of the Holy Spirit, the birthday of the Church

Trinity

Christ the King


Sunday, January 25, 2015

God of Wonder



Sermon: “God of Wonder” Reverend “Edgar” S, Welty

            Today let’s look at the, “God of Wonder”. We will start with a wonderful vision of God, seen during worship in Jerusalem’s temple. We heard about it in our passage from Isaiah. Our Gospel lesson, by contrast, is set outdoors. On the lake shore Jesus inspired a sense of wonder. But we should not been a huge catch of fish to see the wonder of God in creation, Let’s talk about recovering that sense of wonder that children encounter in our “Father’s World”. We will also try to recover a childlike sense of wonder about what happens as we celebrate today’s sacrament of the “Lord Supper”. Finally we’ll find out why it was such a wonder that fishermen became disciples.
            Isaiah looks with wonder at God’s heavenly court. In today’s reading he says, “I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lofty; and the hem of his robe filled the temple.”
            This is Jerusalem’s temple. The words of the angels’ song, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts”, recall worship. Our “Sanctus” is sung during the Lord’s Supper. Its words are, “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory.”
            Both songs have roots in ancient Hebrew. Hebrew has no adjective forms describe degree. In English our adjectives do describe degree. Let’s start with the descriptive word, “Holy”. The Comparative adjective is “Holier”. The superlative term is, “Holiest”.
Hebrew creates the same meaning by repetition. Thus, “Holy. holy, holy means, “Holiest”.
            “The pivots on the thresholds” are the hinges of the doors, which lead to the “Holy of Holies”, or the inner most room in the temple. “The house (Temple) would be “Filled with (the) smoke” of incense during rituals.
            The temple used fire from the altar to purify. So do the angels. “Then one of the seraphs flew to me, holding alive coal that had been taken from the altar with a pair of tongs. The seraph touched my mouth with it and said: “Now that this has touched your lips your guilt has departed and your sin id blotted out.”
            But even if we can identify the earthly setting of Isaiah’s vision, it is clear he sees beyond the temple into heaven. He describes angelic beings. “Seraphs were in attendance above him; each had six wings: with two they covered their faces.” This the basis for these lyrics for today opening hymn, “Thy angels adore thee, all veiling their sight.” The basis behind both phases in the concept that god is so holy that to see the divine face is deadly even for angels. Isaiah’s expression of fear, “Woe is me! I am lost, for I am a man of unclean lips”, is based on this idea. The purification by fire permits Isaiah to see God and live.
            Isaiah description continues, “And with two (Wings, the angels) covered their feet” thus the angles covered their nakedness. Judging from the Hebrew root of their names, the angelic bodies may have been snake-like.
Finally we read of the Seraphs”,”And with two (wings) they flew.” Clearly Isaiah had an otherworldly encounter He saw a vision of God of which we sang. “Immortal, invisible, God only wise, in light inaccessible his from our eyes.” And, ‘Tis only the splendor of light hideth thee.”
But we find God in this world as well. And the living is founded out side the houses we build for divine worship. The disciples found Jesus, who define as, “ Very God of very God,” “Beside the lake of Gennesarst,”
Today’s Children’s Song speaks of finding the work of God in the outdoors. “This is my Father’s world and to my listening eyes all nature sings and around me rings the music of the spheres, This is my Father’s world; I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas his the wonders wrought.” Children find god in hard stones and soft sponges. If we work at maintaining our sense of wonder we too will find God all around us.
One meaning of the Lord’s Supper is we will find God in things of this world. Two of the ingredients, which make the wine and bread of communion, are wheat and grapes, ordinary produce from the time of Jesus. These form the substance of today’s Lord’s Supper.
But Let’s look at the Lord’s Supper as a sacrament. A sacrament is sign of God’s presence. There is an old Austrian tale about the sacrament. A man in a village found a cave full of treasure, enough to set up his entire fellow villager for life. But a wicked witch, who wanted to keep the villagers’ way the treasure, made the man invisible. It was necessary for the entire village to go the cave to retrieve the treasure before winter covered the cave. But how were they to follow the invisible man? The answer? He wore a hat, which was visible.
Sacraments, like that hat, make God visible. They lead the way to the treasures of heaven. They out-smart the “Evil-one”, who would deny the eternal life God wants us to enjoy.
There are many things to be seen in the Lord’s Supper. But to see them we may have to refresh our vision. First is the idea of finding God in everyday life. We say, “Jesus’ disciples recognized him as he sat at table and broke bread.” In other words the living God is found at each ordinary meal.
But the Lord’s Supper is a special sign. As the words of our, “Hymn of Preparation –before communion”, say “Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face’ Here I would touch and handle things unseen; here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace.” The direct encounter with god is no longer veiled/ God seen in the Lord’s Supper means life ant fear of death.
It is special meal as the hymn says we, “Drink with (God) the royal wine of heaven. The sense of regal wine is why the, “Cup used is often an elaborately crafted chalice
Another idea is of everyone, of al ages. Gathering from all corners of the world. Thus we say, “This is … for men and women, youth and children. Come from the east, the west, the north and the south and gather around Christ’s table.”
Next is the idea of feast of thanksgiving. We say this the joyful feast of the people of God … it is right to give thanks”. And what do we give thanks to God for?
We give thanks for God’s saving acts in history. These we recount starting with the creation and continue the selection of the chosen people and recount the rescue of the Hebrews from slavery in Egypt. The “Word” of God comes to prophets. Israel goes into exile and returns. Jesus came as God incarnate, dies for our sins and returns from the dead. The church is established and sustained through the Holy Spirit.
We then praise God’s name, as did Isaiah’s angels. We sing to God with the ancient Hebrew words Holy, holy, holy”
The core part of the Lord’s Supper are the “Words of Institution”. We give the setting. “On the night of his arrest. We hear Jesus say, “Take eat: this is my body broken for you, do this in remembrance of me. The same way also after supper, Jesus took the cup and after giving thanks to God, gave to them and said, “ Drink this, all of you: this is my blood of the new covenant, which id poured out for you and for many, for the forgiveness of sins. Do this in remembrance of me.
Here is when: We proclaim Jesus’ “Body is broken for (us) He has died that we might have eternal life. We also are bold to say, “Jesus’ ‘blood” the essence of his life. Is poured out for the forgiveness of sin”.  We are thus “Atoned” for or back to be “At One” with God.
Then we uphold a wonderful idea. It is called the “Mystery” of our faith. And is stated, “Christ has died, Christ has risen, Christ will come again!”
We ask for the Holy Spirit’s presence, we pray the Lord’s Prayer.
We finish the Lord’s Supper with three acts: We declare Christ present in the bread and wine. We partake of the bread and wine. We pray to seek God’s purpose for us, for all people and for all of creation.
At the beginning of this sermon we recounted the wonderful vision of God Isaiah saw in the temple.  We then recalled the many wonderful meanings found in the Lord’s Supper.
May God, our Creator, continue to bless us.
May God, made real in our Lord Jesus, save us.
May God, though the Holy Spirit, sustain us/                 Amen.   

Report of Activities with the United States Volunteers


Report of Activities with the United States Volunteers

            The United States Volunteers/America is a nation-wide veterans’ service organization, which traces its lineage back to Teddy Roosevelt’s “Rough Riders”. Its primary mission is providing final military honors to deceased veterans. These honors include the folding of the off the casket, its presentation to the family and or friends of the deceased, a firing detail and the playing of “Taps”
            As of January 17, 2015, I am a chaplain with the rank of captain in the USV/A. I have observed one grave-side service for an army vet and served as chaplain in a service for a navy veteran. Soon I will doing a service for a marine colonel. Look across our national cemeteries and you might see me in my dress blues.