Magnificat: December 3, 2019

Talk no more so very proudly, let not arrogance come from your mouth; for the Lord is a God of knowledge, and by him actions are weighed. – 1 Samuel 2:3

Words have tremendous power, for good or ill…to hurt or heal. Whether hurtful or healing, however, I’m constantly humbled by the inadequacy of language to speak the ineffable truth of God’s knowledge. I suppose that’s why that even with all the greats of English literature to inspire me, I find myself turning instead to a Persian poet from the 13th century, Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī, when I ponder the bittersweet failure of language in our effort to apprehend God’s presence. As Rumi put it:

Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart. Speak with the language of love. This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me, and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.

Lord, please keep us mindful of what our words say about us. Are we being prideful or arrogant? Are we recognizing the power our words may have over others? Let our language be infused with your grace and communicate your love.
-Michael Boss

Magnificat: December 2, 2019

“There is no Holy One like the Lord, no one besides you; there is no Rock like our God.” – 1 Samuel 2:2

As Hannah praises the Lord, she characterizes God as a Rock. This simile of God as Rock is used frequently in the Psalms and often seems to have the meaning of refuge and/or salvation. When, like Hannah, you are in the desert, any rock is going to provide a little shade and a place to hide from your enemies. How much more of a refuge is God, the holy one!

I grew up in the rolling hills of northeastern Oklahoma and always loved our summer trips to Colorado where my father was born. Halfway across Kansas, we could begin to see the Rocky Mountains, and their grandeur and majesty spoke to me of God’s presence and power. Now I am blessed to live in this beautiful Skagit Valley where mountains remind me daily that God is my rock.

Beginning in 7th grade I attended a Methodist church where I sang in the choir, participated in MYF, and went to Sunday night services where we sang praise songs from a book called “Upper Room Hymns.” One of my favorites was “Rock of Ages, Cleft for Me”, and as I recalled that period of my life, I began to wonder how many songs I know that characterize God/Jesus as a Rock. It turns out there are a lot! Here are a few of my favorites:  “I Will Call Upon the Lord”; “On Christ, the Solid Rock I Stand”; “Rock of My Salvation”; “Oh, Lord, My Rock and My Redeemer”; and from Flor y Canto,  and “El Señor es mi Fuerza”.

Dearest Lord, our Rock and Salvation, as we await again the celebration of the coming of your Son, help us to magnify your name through our praise and our actions. Lead us to glorify your name and share your blessings with those in need. In Jesus name we pray, Amen.
-Cathey Frederick

Magnificat: December 1, 2019

Hannah prayed and said, “My heart exults in the Lord; my strength is exalted in my God. My mouth derides my enemies, because I rejoice in my victory.” – 1 Samuel 2:1

Hannah prayed and said, “My heart exults in the Lord…” Hannah longed for but was unable to bear a child for her husband Elkanah. Finally, she gave birth to a baby boy and named him Samuel. She was so happy that she had what she had wanted and asked for in prayer for so long that she gave this baby boy, her beloved son, to God.

I think of how long I have wanted and yearned for something. If this thing were given to me, would I give it completely to God? I firmly believe that anything and everything that we want and is given to us should be handed over to God completely, with no attachments or conditions. Everything we own; our education, profession, talents, gifts, even our children should be happily handed over.

In this world of self-assertiveness, high efficiency, complete productivity, lofty goals, and self-made success, do we ever think of giving it all to God? Instead of thinking about how hard we worked to get what we want, we should bow down and give complete and sincere thanks to God for allowing us to have it all and for giving it all to us in the first place.

Father in Heaven, thank you for all you have allowed and given to me in this life here on earth. Let me remember from where it all came and love and treat everything I have accordingly. Amen.
-Sister Katharine, OSB

Magnificat: Why Magnificat?

In December 1997, my church choir director Margaret Kvamme handed us a thick piece of music with the word “Magnificat” written on the front and “Charles Pachelbel” (the son of Johann Pachelbel of Canon in D fame) as the composer. Being a new Christian, it was the first time I had really encountered the text on its own and singing that setting made me want to explore it more. I had another opportunity to engage with it the next year during my first quarter at UC Santa Cruz when I did the Porpora setting of the text with the Women’s Chorale. Margaret, who also directed the Women’s Chorale, made sure that we understood the words of what we were singing, and the text impacted me more through singing that setting.

A few years later, I encountered the Prayer of Hannah in my Old Testament I class in seminary, and I could see the parallels between it and the Magnificat. Nothing in the Bible stands on its own, and I believe Mary would have been familiar with Hannah’s prayer because she would have been raised to know the story of Samuel and how he was the last judge of Israel. It enhanced my appreciation of the Magnificat to know that there was a connection between the two texts.

When I started thinking about putting together an Advent devotional book for this year, the word Magnificat popped into my head almost immediately. It is the third person singular for “to magnify” in Latin, and my mind went back to this text that I had encountered for the first time 22 years earlier. It is one of the readings for Advent in Year C of the lectionary, and it foretells the changing of the corrupt power structures that were oppressing the poor. As history repeats itself in patterns, paraphrasing Mark Twain’s words, it is applicable even in our world today where the rich are in power and are legislating things that are detrimental to the poorest in our society.
In addition to these reflections on the Prayer of Hannah, the Magnificat, and the events surrounding it, I have assembled two YouTube playlists for those who find music to be the way they encounter God. One is comprised of various settings of the Magnificat, and the other is comprised of Advent hymns and songs.

Blessings to you in this season of preparation for the coming of Christ!
-Jen McCabe

Good News: March 9, 2019

Read: Matthew 6:1-6, 16-21

To see and to be seen is an American mantra. One look at magazine tabloids, TV, or social media and we’re bombarded with details of the lives of celebrities, politicians, and prominent citizens . . . what they’re doing (and who they’re doing it with). The covers and stories and posts scream: “Look at me! Aren’t I something?!” Most of the news is provocative or salacious. In addition to titillating us, these stories often make us Americans feel as if we’ll never catch up with the Joneses. Why can’t I live in a mansion? Fly in a private jet? Afford haute couture? As if we’re just not worthy enough.

In this passage, Jesus exhorts us to do the exact opposite of what the world dictates. He cautions us “not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them,” but to do the stuff of our spiritual lives—to give, pray, and fast—in secret, so that we may be rewarded.

And who doesn’t love a reward?

Some of us can afford to give more than others in time and talents. Don’t let that discourage you. Give what you can—it’s between you and God anyway. “Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”

Others are prayer warriors. When we compare ourselves to these living saints of the church, we fall short. Again, don’t let that dampen your efforts. Pray earnestly and transparently. God’s ears are open, and He wants to give you something in return.

Still, others flaunt their piety. Avoid this practice. Wear sackcloth and ashes if you must, and fast if you can—be it from food or drink or something that’s taking up too much of your time (Facebook, anyone?). But do it all behind closed doors.

Jesus says plainly, do this, and you will be compensated. Something tells me this reward in Heaven will be much greater than anything we’ve imagined on earth.

Dear Lord, help us to strive for heavenly rewards instead of earthly rewards. Amen.
-Ashley Sweeney

Good News: March 8, 2019

Read: Matthew 6:1-6, 16-21

As a child, it was ingrained in my person to not draw attention to myself. I was raised with two brothers and two sisters, my parents and my maternal grandmother. Grandma Echo was a woman who quietly raised 3 children and countless others in the following generations. She served breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. She did laundry for the 8 of us with a washing machine and a clothesline. She did all the heavy lifting when it came to the home, as both of my parents worked more than full time to put food on the table for all of us. She took on other children (cousins and neighborhood kids) after school and made sure we did all our homework, chores and were ready for bed when dinner dishes were done. After dinner, she sat in a chair, next to her lamp and crocheted or quilted, making gifts for her family members.

Growing up, I never realized how completely selfless Grandma Echo truly was. She never wanted anything new for herself, and rarely asked for help. She mended her socks and treated her things gingerly, so she could do more for us. She did all she did silently. She never saw us as a burden. She said that she felt lucky that she could spend so much time with us. We would never know how much she did for us until she was gone.

When I read the passage for today, I imagine the way that we are instructed to serve God is the way that Grandma Echo served us. She did not draw attention to herself or complain that we were a burden for her. I know we must have been quite a lot, as many evenings there were 12 or more for dinner and there were a couple of years when we were 12 living in 1500 square feet. There must have been real and daily struggle. She never showed it. Serving and giving as a privilege, instead of a burden is the way I strive to see my commitment to God, knowing that God has given everything I have to me, without reservation.

Lord, thank you for the example of Grandma Echo. Give us hearts to serve others selflessly. Amen.
-Bonnie Schuh