We have made a covenant

 with missionary Joyce Mauler!

Rev. Geissinger presenting the covenant to Dr. Mauler, missionary to Czechoslovakia. A covenant is a contract guaranteeing our prayers and financial support.

 

Missionary Joyce Mauler tells us of the hardships of Christians under Communism.  The Czech are not living in poverty, but they need a translator and an instructor to train religious leaders.

 

http://www.hyperlink.cz/ecmji/index.html  This is a link to the church that Joyce attends

… BRIDGES … Number 3, 2005:  “Beyond Damnation”  by Joyce Michael

 

In recent days, Protestant congregations in the Czech Republic have faithfully relived the events of Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, White Saturday, and Easter Sunday. Furthermore, churches throughout the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Poland, Austria, Hungary, and Germany are busily preparing for an international, interdenominational “Gathering of Christians” that will be held in Prague the first weekend in June. Thus, I had anticipated that this message would consist of short reports related to these topics. However, some experiences that I had in mid-March seem to be clamoring for expression. Thus,  in keeping with the contemplative ambiance that Lent and Easter regularly engender, I would like to adopt a reflective tone in this message to you.

 

On March 12, I was walking through a square near John’s office when an elderly man looked directly at me and said, “the adults are going to hell.” I was surprised, both by the words and by the fact that I had  understood this unusual Czech sentence without any contextual clues. However, looking about, I saw a group of young adults with several dogs gathered around a bench, playing recorders and engaging in quiet banter. Had the man been referring to these folks who appear to be homeless and who periodically turn up in historic squares throughout the center of the city? Even as that question surfaced, I spon- taneously decided to retrace my steps so that I could wander through an Easter market that had just been set up in a nearby park.  When I returned to the square a little later, the same man walked by me and said, “Everything! To hell!” I was struck by the force of this word of condemnation, which almost seemed to be addressed to me personally, since the young people had left the square by then.

 

Being aware of the troubling realities that many people regularly face, I could not easily dismiss the old man’s analysis. Thus, his dark prophecy remained with me for several days 

before being counter-balanced by the pre-Easter worship service that the Protestant Theological Faculty held at the Church of St. Martin-in-the-Wall on March 15. A few days before that eucharistic gathering, my friend and mentor, Dr. Jakub Trojan, had described his sermon to me, so I was well-prepared to hear him remind us that Jesus’ death occurred in an unclean place far from the purity of the temple and beyond the protective walls of the city. However, I was challenged to move beyond my self-centered preoccupations when  Professor Trojan declared that we are similarly called to go beyond the protective walls of the church into the secular world where people are hungry, hurting, and seeking.

 

The emphasis of the evening was on serving – beyond the comforting warmth of the church.  Yet, I was touched by the gentle spirit of the communion service, and by the kind greetings that were extended to me by several colleagues whom I had not seen for a while. It seemed to me that the worshippers lingered longer in the sanctuary and just outside of the church than has been the case other years, perhaps because the challenge of the sermon was also an exceptionally graceful reminder that when any of us feel as if we are on the outside of the hope and promise of the church, we may be exactly where the Crucified and Resurrected One is waiting to extend the gift of true acceptance.   

 

Of course, the emphasis of the worship service at Martin-in-the-Wall was on serving beyond the comforting warmth of the church. Thus, I hardly know what to make of the fact that when a man approached me with what I thought would be a request for money at the tram stop a few minutes later, I moved away without replying. It was dark, I was alone, and I never know how to respond to such solicitations at any time or place. However, putting those excuses aside, I dare not shy away from engaging the secular world – with its homeless youth and despairing oldsters. Indeed, I am persuaded that such realities must be embraced if the word of damnation that greeted me in Jungmannova Square is to be transformed by a dynamic embodiment of the declaration that Christ is Risen. In other words, it may well be that life’s victory over darkness and death will become a tangible reality on earth only as our neighbors in the world become the recipients of genuine acts of grace and incidences of  love. Let it be so!   

 

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