Written by Glenda Hope Saturday, 09 May 2009 16:00
Broadmoor Presbyterian Church, Daly City
Acts 8:26-40
1 John 1:16b-21
Walking by the Main Library this week, a loud, angry, intimidating voice jolted me to a stop. “What’s wrong with you!?” Looking back, I saw a man with a bunch of children in neat school uniforms – 4th graders, I guessed – and his reddened face was thrust into the frightened face of a girl. He sent her into the library for something, ordering the others to “straighten up that line.” Turning back, I saw that my friend had walked several steps farther along and when I caught up with her she murmured:“It scares me to hear a man yell like that.” I wondered what in her history prompted that reaction. Ironically, we had just been discussing the women who come to SafeHouse for Women and the childhood histories of abuse so many of them bring, as well as the difficulty of shielding a victim of domestic violence from the attacker. Did you know that in San Francisco when someone files a restraining order against an attacker it takes 6 weeks for that order to be processed and entered into the record? Attack takes many forms and our society still does not truly treat this seriously.
My friend and I parted company and I continued walking to our office, unable to shake the memory and the feeling of that sidewalk scene.
WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?
I flashed back to the day before when I met individually with the SafeHouse women for another session of trying to learn the simplest, most basic principles and practices of managing their own money responsibly.This is an integral part of their transformation: learning to gain power over their finances. Thanks to a grant from a Catholic women’s group, SafeHouse has launched an internship program for our residents. Two residents are now receiving a stipend from that grant, while learning to be reliable employees each under the tutelage of a businesswoman who has taken on this mentoring role. MaryAnn is our first intern and is receiving glowing reviews from “her company.” They say she “takes initiative, asks good questions, searches out data, is curious about our work, and just generally has a great attitude.” There is a good chance that they will actually employ her when the internship is over. She is also the very best “money management” student I have at SafeHouse, keeping close track of her expenditures (which of us does that?) and faithfully putting money into her savings account – investing in her future. She beamed as we talked about how well she is doing and then a concern about her physical health arose and her face and body sagged. A tear rolled down her face. “What’s happening?” “I don’t know.” “Sit with yourself a moment and give words to what’s happening.” “It doesn’t seem like I can please anybody. I’m just not good enough.” The conversation continued. We went back over all the good things she is doing and that are being said about her. But I know her history and wonder what it will take to overcome all the threats, intimidations, insults, physical and mental suffering inflicted on her from early childhood as part of that omnipresent “WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?”
MaryAnn has been attending church with some other residents and she is a generous giver to that church’s coffers. She tithes the $422/month she receives, dividing it 60/40 between the church and the Narcotics Anonymous group in which she participates. I suggested she ask another question to replace the one drilled into her mind. Instead of thinking in terms of being good enough, think in terms of worthy. Of how God is showing me, telling me, that I am worthy in Her sight. Not because of what I do, but just because God chooses to make me the recipient of unconditional Love – God’s perfect Love which casts out fear. Not our perfect love. God’s perfect love. Not because of who I am. Because of who God is.
How may, how can I enact God’s love, turning the question of my own goodness – the wrong question – into the question of how I can affirm the worthiness of my SafeHouse sisters in God’s sight – the right question.
It is a question we each might examine for ourselves. Not the wrong question: How well did I do with my life before now or how well am I doing now? The right question: What newness of life is God creating in me now?
“As surely as God breathed life into our earthly frames, God continues to create and to sustain in us a capacity for love that, as Karl Barth put it, ‘does not ask or seek or demand or awaken and set in motion our love as though it were already present in us, but which creates it as something completely new, making us free for love as an action which differs wholly and utterly from all that we have done’” before. (New IBC, Vol. XII, p. 433)
Consider the Scriptures we just heard, beginning with Philip’s encounter with the Ethiopian eunuch. This man, whose name we never learn, was a sincere spiritual seeker. He had made a long and arduous journey across a lonely and dangerous wilderness to learn more of the faith he had embraced. To worship in the Holiest Place. But he was barred from entering that place because of what had been done to him and, perhaps, because of the color of his skin. Obviously a man of some significant social standing, he nevertheless had to stand humbly on the fringes of the worshippers and inquirers; he had to study the Scriptures without benefit of teaching he so earnestly sought.
No one asked him: what’s wrong with you? They told him. He was not whole. Not deemed worthy to enter the holy places or be accepted as a sincere spiritual seeker. Reflecting on this, I thought of Diane, another SafeHouse resident. Clean and sober for a good while now, learning to be a good mother, working in a good job, going to City College and making good grades. We got a new volunteer, Cheri, and Diane walked into the office while Cheri was talking to a staff member. Diane wheeled around and fled.Turns out Diane and Cheri are classmates at City College and have become friends. Diane was horrified, mortified, frightened that her new friend had discovered she bears this stigma both church and society have placed on our sisters on the streets. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? they have heard instead of HOW MAY WE SHOW YOU love as an action HOW MUCH GOD LOVES YOU?
Like the ostracized man in the passage from Acts, Diane is eager to study the Good News. Like the eunuch like Mary Ann she is asking the right question:Who is the one of whom the Scriptures speak? How can I grow in faith, learning to accept God’s love for me and to show that to those around me?
Today is Mother’s Day. Not a religious holy day nor a day to profit greeting card companies.The history of Mother’s Day is exciting and instructive.
I just learned that Anna Jarvis, a young Appalachian homemaker, gave rise to this idea in 1858 when she organized women to improve sanitation, averting deaths from pollution and disease bearing insects. Known as Mother Jarvis, she organized brigades of Appalachian women to care for the ill and injured from the Civil War no matter which side their men had chosen. After the war, she worked to bring reconciliation between Union and Confederate supporters. At 12 years old, her daughter Anna, listened to her mother teach a Sunday School class on mothers in the Bible, saying in passing that she wished we could have a day to honor mothers. Following her mother’s death in 1905, Anna wrote dozens of letters, enlisting the support of influential men, including presidents Taft and Roosevelt, as well as the wealthy merchant John Wannamaker, to fulfill her mother’s dream.A Mother’s Day service was held, second Sunday of May, 1907, at the Methodist Church in Grafton, W VA, where Mother Jarvis had taught Sunday School. That same Sunday, a similar service was held in Wannamaker Auditorium in Philadelphia which could seat only l/3 of the 15,000 who showed up.The custom spread widely and in 1914 Congress passed the resolution establishing Mother’s Day which was signed by Pres. Woodrow Wilson.
Overlapping this effort, in 1872, the Boston poet and pacifist, Julia Ward Howe, called for a special day for mothers and for peace. After an unsuccessful attempt to pull together a global peace conference, Howe wrote, “while the war (Franco Prussian) was still in progress, I keenly felt the cruel and unnecessary character of the contest”, believing that it could have been settled without bloodshed.“Why do not the mothers of mankind interfere in these matters to prevent the loss of human loss of which they alone bear and know the cost?” Howe’s version of Mother’s Day which served as a time to advocate and to rally work for peace, was held in Boston for several years, but lost favor just before World War I.
Mother’s Day has continued. No matter what the relationship, Mother has a special place in our lives, our hopes and our hearts.
God is Father. God is Mother. God is beyond human imagery. God is Unconditional Love, which is beyond knowledge but not beyond knowing.
Ponder the origins of Mother’s Day. Ponder the worthiness the Divine Mother imputes to us, empowering us to be love as an action.
How do we enact such love? How to best honor our Mother God?
Work for peace. Keep pressing our elected officials in Washington to reduce the bloated military budget and to bring US troops home from Iraq and Afghanistan safely and soon.Their phone numbers are in the front of your phone book.
Will calls and letters and marches do any good? Wrong question! How may I honor my Mother - my Divine Mother of Unconditional Love? Right Question.Work for peace.





One thing I can rely on is the safe haven I am provided when I walk into the office and am greeted by my wonderful co-workers who are always there to support me. They might offer a word of advice, listen to me vent, or simply put a smile on my face. Another consistent element I turn to are the individuals who come into the TechLab looking for the opportunities to enhance their quality of life. It might be to create an e-mail account to get in touch with loved ones. Perhaps they want to take refuge from the street for a little while. Or maybe it is so they can conquer an unknown. Like anyone facing uncertainty, figuring out technology can be very intimidating. By proving to themselves that no matter their background, age, or education that they themselves can operate a computer goes beyond technology.With this new found confidence, who knows what better and brighter things are in store in their futures.
