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A Message from David Moyer
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  Rev. David S. Moyer serves as the Conference Minister for the Wisconsin Conference UCC.  Contact Dave at DMoyer@wcucc.org

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   A  Message from David Moyer

February 26, 2008

 

To:  Clergy in the Wisconsin Conference  

“Bending Toward Spring”  

Dear Colleagues,  

Greetings and grace to you in the spirit of Christ whose journey through these Lenten days encourages our journeys in faith and discipleship.  I greet you warmly from Albuquerque , NM , and a gathering of Conference Ministers and Collegium.  You are remembered in prayer here as we converse on the vocation of Conferences.  

Well, the day before I left to come out here, February 20, it was minus 15 degrees in Wisconsin .  It’s a little late for that, isn’t it?  Didn’t we pass the turning point on December 21?  Isn’t that what the ancients knew and what led them to festivals, some of which form the basis of our Christian Christmas traditions.  We’re now two months after the ‘turn’, and it doesn’t seem to be happening.  Minus 15 and still snowing!  

It sounds a little like what the scriptures say when they speak of the Kingdom of God .  We preach that in the coming of the Christ, the Kingdom has come among us.  It is reality.  It has broken in.  Some call that realized eschatology.  The Realm of God is now a present reality.  Christ has ushered in the new age of God.  And yet, there is still an incompleteness to it.  We don’t yet fully realize all the dimensions of this Realm.  That awaits a consummation in the future.  

Winter is a bit like that.  The ‘turn’, indeed, has come.  There is now movement toward Spring, even if the signs are uneven; when we despair; when we can’t see the signs, because they are hidden under that mountain of snow along the driveway.  There are witnesses even now who encourage us to see the signs and to hope, even amid the continuing cold and the evidence of winter’s persistence and tenacity.   

There are signs.  In the past two weeks I can’t tell you how many times people have said, “Have you heard the cardinals?  They’re singing.”  I’ve heard their clear and lovely voices every day.  They’ve been largely silent for two months, but they’re singing their hearts out now.  They see something we don’t.  They are feeling the signs that are eluding the rest of us.  I’m encouraged.  I need their song.  

At times we need to have others see early signs and sing songs on our behalf.  Proclaim that which is promised but not yet obvious, but visible to the eyes of faith.  

Our bedroom has an east wall with an 8 foot patio door.  It provides us with lessons in astronomy and also hints of the function of faith.  At the deepest days of winter, the sunrise is so far off to the south, that it isn’t visible.  Just in the past week, it has shown itself, shining in our eyes.  The light is coming; making progress; pushing back the dark, day by day.  Lighting.  Warming.  Melting.  Nourishing hope.

Martin Luther King has a wonderful way of saying it:  “When our days become dreary, with long hovering clouds of despair, and when nights become darker than a thousand midnights, let us remember that there is a creative force in this universe working to pull down mountains of evil, a power that is able to make a way out of no way and transform dark yesterdays into bright tomorrows.  The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.”  

Witnessing.  Bending the trajectory of a season, a calendar season or a moral season; bending the seasons of our lives toward justice and toward hope.  The meantime, the time between, is where we live and where the Church fulfills its role.  We are to believe so strongly in God’s love and in the defining, transforming particularity of Christ, that we see signs very early; signs that change is coming.  Then we sing it on behalf of a dark and cold humanity.  

We are a voice, proclaiming dawn to a benighted world.  The light creeps across the horizon from the south.  A minute and a half a day or so.  It is hardly visible from day to day, but a week, a month, you can see it.  You can tell.  

The Church is the voice that is bold to speak of what it knows, even before all the evidence is in.  It sees hidden truths of the moral universe and it sings, says, shows the way toward a springtime of promise.  There trajectory may be long, but there is a bending in nature and in history, and it promises to be toward justice, toward hope, toward Easter.  

Bless you for your witness of hope.

Your colleague,

David Moyer  

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