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SERMONS
All
Saints' Day
November
4, 2001
By David Christian
An
institution that is helpful to many people is the support group.
Support groups can take many forms. They can be local chapters of
national organizations centered on specific problems, such as Alcoholics
Anonymous or Al-Anon. They can be local groups organized to provide
support for parents after the death of a child or for survivors
of abuse or for people living with chronic diseases. They can be
as simple as a group of friends who meet regularly to talk about
what is going on in their lives. But one thing that all support
groups have in common is that they are safe places where we know
that we will be supported and loved. Places where others will mourn
with us in our misfortunes and rejoice with us in our triumphs.
Places where we can learn from the examples of others, just like
us, attempting to live their lives in a complicated and sometimes
threatening world.
In
the church we remember throughout the year many of the great figures
of the faith who provide examples for Christian life. We have special
days set aside to commemorate and hold up Mary, the mother of our
Lord, the Apostles and Evangelists, and other biblical figures.
We have days when we remember martyrs of the faith through the ages,
from the Holy Innocents through Justin and Agnes, martyred in Rome,
through Bishop John Coleridge Patteson and his companions martyred
in Melanesia in 1871, through Constance and her companions who died
caring for the sick in Memphis, through the martyrs of New Guinea
during the second World War. And we also have the example of those
giants of the faith of our own day--giants like Mother Theresa and
Desmond Tutu, to name just two--whose lives provide examples for
all.
But
we cannot all be Mother Theresas or Desmond Tutus. We are not all
called to live such lives. And there is a sense in which such giants
seem almost larger than life. A sense in which we feel that we could
never measure up to their examples, so why even bother. A sense
in which the greatness of their lives and sacrifices seems to set
them apart from us.
This
Sunday after All Saints' Day is a day in which we remember all the
other saints. A day in which we honor all the people, people like
you and me, who tried to live faithful lives. People no stronger
or better or braver than we are, who answered the call of Christ
in their lives as best they were able. Every Sunday in the Creed
we profess belief in the Communion of Saints. Today is the day we
celebrate that communion. Today is the day that we remember those
people, people whose names may be remembered by no one but God,
who have provided for us examples of living the Christian life.
These are the people who represent our support group as Christians.
These are the people we can look to for strength and comfort and
an example to follow as we struggle to live our own lives of faith.
Let
me tell you about one such person, a woman who lives in Chicago
and works as a domestic there. This woman's name is Cynthia Hosch.
Mrs. Hosch is about 50 years old. She was happily married with one
son when, in 1985, her husband died of a heart attack. She lost
her job as a bank clerk and was unable to find another. When unemployment
checks ran out she lost her apartment and was forced to send her
14 year old son to live with her mother. She joined the ranks of
22,000 other homeless people in Chicago, wandering the streets,
washing in public rest rooms, sleeping in parks. One day she heard
about an evangelical church in Chicago, the Crusader's Church. She
visited. Through the church she was able to find a job that made
it possible for her to rent a small apartment and bring her son
back to live with her.
One
day, as she reflected on her new life and the life she had recently
led on the streets, she decided to make some sandwiches for the
homeless. She took the sandwiches, got on a bus, and rode until
she reached a small park where several homeless people were gathered.
"The
Lord is going to bless you today," she said. Then she handed out
the sandwiches and promised to return. She did return, and the crowd
gradually grew to about 100. Now, every Thursday morning, she cooks
meals that typically include 75 chicken legs, 25 pounds of ground
beef, 20 pounds of potatoes, 15 loaves of bread, and a huge cake.
Then, making seven trips up and down the two flights of stairs to
her apartment, she carries everything to the street, finds a cab,
and makes the ride across town. She takes particular care in her
cooking because, she says, "I know the homeless haven't had nothing
but garbage food." After the last person finishes eating, she carries
the dirty pans home to soak in the sink and catches the train to
reach her $250 a week job at noon.
Mrs.
Hosch is no super woman of the faith. On Thursdays her back is frequently
sore and her head aches. She will probably not be remembered on
any church calendar after her death. She will probably not in future
years be held up before the faithful as an example of the Christian
life. But to a small group of homeless people in a small park in
Chicago who wait for her every Thursday, she is the hand of God.
She is a saint.
I raise
Mrs. Hosch up before you today not because what she does is that
exceptional. There are millions of other people today, throughout
the world, doing things just as remarkable in response to the call
of our Lord. This is our support group. These are the people we
remember today.
Let
me invite you, if you would, to take a minute some time today to
remember those people who have played an important role in your
own life as examples to you of Christ's love. Some of them may even
be seated here today. Raise them up before God, and maybe even tell
them what they have meant to you. And take a moment to consider
how you, in your turn, can be a saint to the stranger you will meet
tomorrow on the way.
David Christian
The
Chapel of the Cross
Madison, Mississippi
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