Recently a colleague in ministry posed a question to me.
There are certain questions among ministers that are common and not unexpected, such as:
Can I ask you about a situation I’ve faced in my church. Or… Will you give me honest feedback about this…? Or…Would you like to come to such-and-such event?The unexpected question I received was, would you have interest in doing an adventure race in Maine? I said yes to the question.
An adventure race is a multi-sport endurance event that includes hiking, mountain biking, paddling, and navigation, and many adventure races include traveling through the night, navigating to checkpoints and having a ton of fun.
So this is where I was this past Sunday with two teammates, enjoying navigating through the Maine wilderness.
I bring it up today because within an adventure race team there are certain roles that connect to Mary and Martha who we meet in the scripture reading this morning — each adventure team has a navigator, who, like Martha, works hard with the maps to keep the whole group moving in the right direction. Without the Martha-navigator, the adventure race team will be lost in the woods and nothing will get done. And then there is a Mary — someone who keeps their eyes up and is present in the moment, looking for turns and checkpoints and making sure the team doesn’t lose sight of their surroundings.
Arguably it is easier to be Mary out there in the woods, present in the moment; without a Martha, making a way forward through the woods, there is no hope of making progress. But each team needs both.
And yet, in the scripture, Jesus elevates the role of Mary, who is present with him, watching, and living in the moment.
Through this scripture, God invites us into a season of holy presence and holy rest. How are we supposed to embrace this season of being present?
This question reminded me of a time, several summers ago, before I began seminary, I moved from Washington DC to Boston. Over the course of that summer I drove up and down the East Coast, moving belongings and seeing friends before starting school. Throughout the course of those drives I listened to a lot of podcasts, among them the On Being podcast in which host Krista Tippett asks guests great questions about how their faith affects the work they do.1
Somewhere along my summer of car trips, inspired by Krista Tippett, I decided to start knocking on the doors and visiting the UCC churches that I passed. I was curious about how other people were living out their faith in different parts of the country.
Were the churches reclining in the presence of Jesus like Mary, or were they working like Martha?
I can tell you that walking into a church on a weekday morning or afternoon in the middle of the summer, unannounced, is not the easiest social situation to navigate. For one thing, it’s quite possible that no one will be there when you knock on the door. If someone is there, you have to explain that you are there for no other reason than to ask questions and to learn about what’s going on.
It would usually go something like this. Hi I’m Sam. I’m on a road trip and I’m stopping in at the UCC Churches I’m passing. I’m starting a Master of Divinity degree this fall and taking the summer to learn something about the churches, their work, and their communities.
The conversations that spun out of these introductions were fascinating. “So what’s going on here this summer?,” I might ask open-endedly.
“Not much,” Might be the answer. “This church almost closes down in the summer months. Cultural life takes over. Everyone leaves home and there’s just so much else to do all the time.”
The answer might be, “I’d love to stop and talk with you but I’m setting up for a community breakfast, or a food pantry, or a prayer service, or a summer camp. Come and see. Come and see for yourself.”
From a janitor who was the longest-serving member of his church staff, and the default keeper of institutional memory, to the group of grandparents running an unofficial community center in the church basement, I was moved by the people I met. Also, standing in empty sanctuaries, some historic and some contemporary, I began to get a similar feeling in each one: that the weekday calm and quiet was not the default setting of this place and that soon the worshiping congregation would be back and the rushing wind of the Holy Spirit would be among them.
One pastor told me that her church was the default institutional church in town, located as it was on the center of the main green. She said, “It’s been here longer than anything else in this town. It takes care of its own membership but also twice that again in other families in the town because of all the mission work we do in the community.”
Today, many churches try to use the centrality bestowed by history to try to be the community convener; the host and the calming influence.
One pastor said, “We try to be a neutral ground when there is division in the town. Whether it is teachers and school committees. We try to be a neutral place where they can come and talk out their issues. The church doesn’t really want to have groups get to the point where they are so antagonistic with each other that they can’t come together. That’s disastrous in a town like this. So we try to avoid that at all cost.” I wonder how the past ten years has been for this church.
Another said, “We try to welcome groups that can’t afford to pay rent and don’t have anywhere else to meet. We have a big function hall and a big kitchen and we try to put that to use. We want to be a place where people can come together.”
One church opened its sanctuary to two congregations of other denominations to meet and worship on Sundays. But the pastor said, “our people weren’t good about adjusting their schedules or stewarding the space with the other communities.” It seemed easier for churches to work with secular groups than other faith groups.
One pastor in Pittsfield, MA reminded me that one of the requirements to settle a town in colonial America was to have a church and a settled minister. In Pittsfield, Thomas Allen was their first pastor.2 He is popularly believed to have fired the first shot at the Revolutionary War Battle of Bennington. “He was a hell raiser,” said the current pastor.
Another pastor reflected to me, “I feel like I’m trying to create a movement here but I have no idea what the movement is going to be or where it’s going.”
This sense of excitement for mission and religious possibility was everywhere, but connected to uncertainty.
In short, it seemed like the churched were full of the spirit of Martha. Which left me with the thought:
Perhaps a church can be busy working like Martha as an institution, so that individually we may each be a little more like Mary, soaking up the presence of Jesus, resting at his feet.
Because we need both Martha the navigator and Mary the watcher on the adventure race of life, perhaps we are called to cultivate the skills of both in community.
So, I invite you deeper into this season of holy presence and holy rest, assured that as we contribute a little of what we have to the common good, that the overall impact will keep our good efforts going.
May you have rest. May you have peace. May you have the presence of Jesus.
- The On Being Podcast: https://onbeing.org/series/podcast/ ︎
- Thomas Allen (chaplain), Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Allen_(chaplain) ︎
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