Animate the Bible
MIDVALE COMMUNITY LUTHERAN CHURCH LENT DEVOTIONAL 2020 Lent and Easter Schedule 2020
ASH WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 26 Worship 11:30am and 7:00pm
WEDNESDAYS, MARCH 4, 11, 18, 25 & APRIL 1
10:15am -- 11:15am Small Groups (Adults) 11:30am -- 12:00pm Worship: Service of the Word 12:00pm -- 12:45pm Meal
5:00pm -- 5:45pm Meal 5:50pm -- 6:50pm Small Groups (Adults, Families, Teens, Children) 7:00pm -- 7:30pm Worship: Holden Evening Prayer
MAUNDY THURSDAY, APRIL 9 Worship 7:00pm
GOOD FRIDAY, APRIL 10 Worship 7:00pm
EASTER SUNDAY, APRIL 12 Worship 8:00, 9:30 and 11:00am Midvale Community Lutheran Church Lent Devotional 2020
Animate the Bible
This year’s theme for Lent is “Animate the Bible.” The word “animate” means to enliven, to energize, to breathe new life into something. We believe the Bible is God’s living word, not just an ancient book with stories that seem odd or hard to understand! Throughout Lent, this daily devotional will give us stories and examples of how the Bible and faith animate the lives of those who are in our Midvale church community. And our Midvale community is alive! We are grateful for each author and their willingness to share their devotion with us.
In addition to the daily devotions, we invite everyone to join with Midvale in our Wednesday Lent opportunities. There are small groups that explore the “Animate the Bible” curriculum, there are simple meals, and there are meaningful worship services each week both in the morning and in the evening.
We hope and pray that you experience renewal and that you feel the power of the love of God for you as you journey through Lent with Midvale.
In Christ,
Pastor Katie Baardseth and Pastor Blake Rohrer ASH WEDNESDAY - February 26, 2020 Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of injustice, to undo the thongs of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke? Is it not to share your bread with the hungry, and bring the homeless poor into your house; when you see the naked, to cover them, and not to hide yourself from your own kin? Then your light shall break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up quickly; your vindicator shall go before you, the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard. Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer; you shall cry for help, and he will say, Here I am. - Isaiah 58:6-9
It has long been a tradition to “give up” things for Lent. The idea is like fasting – when you feel hungry or miss those items you are avoiding, you are to think of Jesus and be reminded of all Jesus gave for you. This can be a meaningful spiritual process. For me, I have always felt more motivated by the challenge to “take up” something during Lent, rather than “give up” something. Sometimes I have found that my sacrifices in givin up something end up being more about me than about God or others. Sometimes the things I give up seem so inconsequential that I wonder if it really is helping me connect with Jesus. What Isaiah challenges me to do is focus on taking up the needs of those around me. How can I daily show God’s merciful love to my family, a neighbor, friend, co-worker or even a stranger? They say it takes about forty days of doing something differently to develop a new habit. What if I get so used to looking for opportunities to act in kindness because of Jesus’ love for me that it becomes part of my daily routine beyond Lent?
Dear Jesus, help me to show love and mercy to others as you did. Amen. Pastor Blake Rohrer Pastor Blake serves as co-pastor with his wife, Katie Baardseth. They have two teenage daughters, Kristina and Sigrid. February 27, 2020 At the close of Mary Oliver’s poem “The Summer Day,” she asks: Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? Ah, such a question, worthy of pause. In those two lines the poet addresses such a magnitude of wants and needs we as mortals have, the prompting of the soul at moments in our lives, the reminder we have this one beautiful life. Somehow her phrasing says it in such a deep, intimate way. There is the “Tell me” which calls us to respond, to communicate to that voice of inquiry, to consider the question of planning and doing, the notion that we have this one extraordinary experience of life, wild and precious. I have used that poem with students at the beginning of a Fall semester, still a summer day, and that stirring question at the end of the poem, especially relevant to students beginning a new graduate program, ripe for dream and inspiration and doing. I have asked myself that question after first eading it in a collection of poems from 1990, The House of Light. Where was my “House of Light,” the illumination to consider the great lively questions of this life, my life? I have stumbled, fallen, and risen in my own quest for that house of belonging, that light. That is the question which stirred my desire for communion with the divine, connection with a spiritual community, more. I found Midvale Community Lutheran Church by serendipity and the grace of God, coming for a volunteer activity for the first time, hearing the voice of God leading me here, hearing these words: This would be a good place for you. I had been searching mightily for that arousal of spirit, the gentle prompting that gave me pause. I returned that Sunday and wondered how I would respond to a liturgical service again, to a new faith, to a church community. I was greeted by The Twins who sat near me and helped me feel welcome, commenting on my last name and Swedes of old from Rockford, and by the attentiveness of Pastor Katie, who saw me sitting in the Gathering Space, pondering my participation (stay or go?), welcoming me warmly, following up with an affi ming note. How did she know what I was seeking? The Lord works in mysterious ways, wonders to perform. Thanks be to God!
Lord be present this day, calling me with words that quicken my spirit. May each day be wild and precious. Thank you for this life. Amen. Anne Lundin Anne is a retired UW professor of Library and Information Studies, always at home in books. She and her husband Tom Lovett are grateful for the opportunities for fellowship and service that Midvale offers, our House of Light. February 28, 2020 I’m enjoying the fact that it’s the year 2020. It’s helping me keep in mind that I would love to achieve perfect vision. (No, I’m not getting laser surgery.) What I want is to keep remembering to see the world as a place where I can continually find opportunities t love. Easy, right? Yes, actually… but oftentimes in hindsight. “Ooooo, I could have said that a little nicer” “Oops, I should have offered to help” “Oh, I guess I should have listened better.” …So my hope is to start seeing those opportunities more and more clearly as they’re coming. What’s hilarious about trying to practice something new is how bad we can be at it when we’re getting started. I’ll sometimes wake up in the morning and meditate for 20 minutes on choosing loving words as the first things I want to say (I have teenagers :) I’ll finish my meditation feeling all uplifted and eady for the day, and then a grumpy morning kid comes in and says something grumpy and literally the first thing out of my mouth is very much the opposite of loving. Doh! Instant fail. Start over. …And here’s been the key for me. The starting over bit. I’m getting much better at apologizing when I miss my chance, and it helps me see faster how to put love there. It’s always a relief to me that starting over exists… and that it works. Also! A beautiful side effect that I’ve been experiencing is that the quick letting-go of missed opportunities is actually making the seeing-them-as-they’re-coming easier too. I don’t know why it’s working that way but I’m excited and hopeful about this year :)
Dear Lord, help us to see the world clearly, as a place for us to share your Love in every moment. And thank you for making every moment new. Amen. Marie Nordeng I’ve spent some years running a program on kindness and acceptance in the middle schools and am currently training to be a yoga instructor. I hope to teach yoga to teenagers as an added tool for managing anxiety and depression and maintaining a sense of joy and calm. February 29, 2020 High School Football Team The epitome of bonding. All for the team. Injury and machismo aside, it really, really is a great experience, as is any intense group bonding for a common, positive goal. Never as an adult, did I think this adolescent experience could be topped. Moreover, had you told Judi (wife) and me 20 years ago that such a large part of a wonderful life was centered around church, you would have been greeted with eye rolls. Little did we know that such a fine example of humanity would gather together to fo m our congregation. Doing good for others, stranger and friend alike, caring about each other, positive reinforcement of worth and life, spiritual sharing, education, travel, missions, ministries, experiences, humor, kindness, humility. They abound. To walk into the building brings a smile and the positive vibe is immediately reinforced by contact with others. Missing is hand wringing, lecturing, self-righteousness, braggadocio, one-upmanship … Oh, darn! The Community in our name is a bond of goodness and support. Proverbs 17:17 A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity. We are a community of brethren.
We thank God that we were blessed enough to encounter this great body that fervently supports your work and each other. Amen. Bill Kessler Bill and Judi Kessler have been members since their marriage in 1997. They live in downtown Madison save for winter months in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. March 1, 2020 Thanksgiving Eve But love til you’ve loved it away Lyrics and music by singer/songwriter Bob Franke Love, til you’ve loved it away It’s so easy to dream of the days gone by There are sorrows enough for the whole It’s a hard thing to think of the times to come world’s end But the grace to accept every moment as a gift There are no guarantees but the grave Is a gift that is given to some And the life that I live & the time that I have spent Are a treasure too precious to save Chorus: What can you do with your days, but work As it was, so it is, as it is, shall it be and hope And it shall be, while lips that kiss have breath Let your dreams bind your work to your play Many waters indeed only nurture Love’s seed What can you do with each moment of your life And its flower overshadows the power of deat
I thought of this song while reflecting on the season of Lent because it is a wonderful reminder that despite life’s sorrows and uncertainties, God’s unfailing love and the support and love of our family/friends helps us through the challenges we encounter throughout our lives. I realized this more than ever with the loss of my husband, Bruce to Pancreatic Cancer 1 1/2 years ago. I initially experienced a roller coaster of emotions following my husband’s death (feeling overwhelmed, relief, anger, sadness, loneliness, etc.). Thankfully, I am in a “better place” emotionally now, primarily due to my faith, and the support of family and friends. I also never forgot how fortunate we were to have comprehensive medical insurance, expert and caring medical staff and amazing Hospice care providers throughout my husband’s battle with the disease. Christ overcame the power of death through His resurrection and we are assured of God’s eternal love in the heavenly realm. May you find God s love, assurance and peace during this Lenten season and throughout your lives. Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself; does not behave rudely; does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. - 1 Corinthians 13 vs. 1-8
Kay Bloedorn I am currently a retired school counselor and have two children, Brooke (26) and Noah (23). I became a member of Midvale Community Lutheran in October of 2019 and I joined the Chancel Choir in September. I look forward to becoming more involved in other committees and activities here. March 2, 2020 Therefore encourage one another and build each other up as you are already doing. - 1 Thessalonians 5:11 I’m a teacher of elementary kids. The other day, I was with a group of students while they were writing. One of the kids was having a tough time spelling some of her words. She was feeling frustrated and said to me and the small group, “I can’t even spell these easy words! I barely know my ABCs!” Without missing a beat, the kid next to her said, “Don’t say that! You’re good at a lot of things. You’re creative, you’re a good climber, you can sing!” These comments instantly changed the mood of the struggling student and the mood in the room. This ‘put up,’ which just bubbled up out of this friend and classmate, encouraged not only a kid that was feeling a bit low... but also the teacher in the room. It reinforced to me the instinct in all of us to build each other up and inspired me to do more of that in my life.
Dear God...Where there is kindness and encouragement, you are there. When we need kindness and encouragement, you are there. Help us to see you and look to you. Amen. Mindy Anderson Mindy Anderson lives in Madison (not too far from church) with her handy husband, Kurt and their active kids Ruby and Gus. March 3, 2020 This winter I have been thinking more about death and funerals. That’s because my wife Karen and I attended three funerals in late November and December, and another cherished relative died in early January. We have fond memories of each person who died, and we are thankful that they were able to live into their late eighties or early nineties. Fortunately, death is only part of the funeral story. As believers in Jesus Christ we have hope in the resurrection. While death is an ending to our life on earth, it is also a new beginning in heaven. One door closes, and another door opens. I have also been reminded of the funerals for our parents. We picked the upbeat gospel song “I’ll Fly Away” for the closing hymn at my mother’s funeral. This might seem like an unusual song choice for a funeral, but it fit who my mom was and highlighted the resurrection part of the funeral story. She liked to go to polka dances, she made small decorative bird houses to sell at craft fairs, and she chose a dove for the cover of her funeral cards. Best of all, she was very active at her church and had a strong Christian faith. I have to admit that I notice birds now more than ever, and hearing this song reminds me of the resurrection joy. I’ll Fly Away - written in 1929 by Albert E. Brumley and Published in 1932 Some glad morning when this life is o’er, I’ll fly away To a home on God’s celestial shore, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly awa
Chorus: I’ll fly awa , Oh Glory I’ll fly away (in the mo ning) When I die, Hallelujah, by and by, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly awa
When the shadows of this life have gone, I’ll fly away Like a bird from prison bars has flown, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly aw
Just a few more weary days and then, I’ll fly away To a land where joy shall never end, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly awa
Thank you God for giving me your son Jesus who, by conquering death, gives me hope in the resurrection. Randy Schultz I am a retiree, husband to Karen, father of two adult children, and grandpa to one grandson. My interests include: traveling, camping, hiking, playing card games, watching sports, and listening to various different kinds of music. March 4, 2020 Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it! - Hebrews 13:2 In my adult life, I have lived in two countries, six states, eight cities and countless apartments. New places, faces and transitions have been regular and wonderful occurrences over the past 17 years. Even as I have willingly moved to chase dreams and new adventures, there is, of course, always some disappointment, loneliness and fear mixed with the joy of discovery, new relationships and self-growth. Moving can be tough, and I feel grateful for all who welcomed me into their lives and helped me navigate the ups and downs along the way. My experiences away from home, along with the many scripture readings about welcoming strangers, have impressed on me the importance of lightening the burden for those who are adjusting to new places and new lives. As a member of MCLC’s immigration Action Team, I’ve seen scripture come to life as our concerns for strangers turned into education, collaboration and outreach. I’m thankful for the opportunity to welcome newcomers and to worship and serve in this community that cares for all, including strangers.
God, please take care of your children who are fleeing heir homes, embarking on journeys and settling into new lives. Make us eager to meet and welcome newcomers into our communities. Please also bring peace and stability to places where there is unrest so we may all experience safety in our homelands. Amen. Margaret Staniforth
I grew up in DeForest and returned to Wisconsin from Arizona in 2018. My husband Alec and I married last year and are happy to be living in Madison with our three pups. We enjoy traveling, being outdoors and eating delicious food. March 5, 2020 Is Compassion a Key to Lent? For God to send his son to die for us surely was an extreme act of compassion, and it shows us how difficult it is for mortals to have compassion for others Paul’s epistles are full of references to compassion. In Colossians 3:12, Paul writes: “Clothe yourself with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.” Is this possible for those of us who spend so much time taking care of ourselves and our own desires? Paul also says, “God comforts us so we can comfort others.” I live at Oakwood Village, where, at least once a month, I lose a friend. But something seems to keep me from extending my full compassion to those most affected. So I am praying that God will give me the insight and wisdom to be compassionate to others at all times – every day. Although I have never made a New Year’s resolution, I think perhaps it is time to make a Lenten resolution. So, I pray using the Apostle Paul’s words: Dear God, help me to care for others with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Amen.
Dear God, help me to care for others with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Amen. Lloyd Bostian March 6, 2020 I was in the congregation one day, listening, as a professor from the ELCA Philadelphia Seminary preached a sermon. Early in the sermon, Dr. Lathrop mentioned a church bell that had an inscription around its base that he thought was particularly beautiful. The inscription read; “to the prayers and the table, the bath and the word, I call every seeking soul.” I never remembered what else Dr. Lathrop said about the inscription, but I have always remembered the line itself. In my own mind, I placed the bell with its beautiful words in a remote prairie church, maybe in southwestern Wisconsin. As a resident of Prairie du Chien for many years, this wasn’t difficult to imagine Imagine a late winter or early spring Sunday morning in the country and hearing, with a first cup of co fee, or over breakfast, the tolling of that bell. The inscription speaks of God’s intent; “to the prayers and the table, the bath and the word, I call every seeking soul.” It is a summons, a reminder of the glad truth that we are God’s people, ever invited into the warm, well lighted place that is God’s love. Doesn’t Lent sometimes function as a kind of wakeup call for us? Whatever we happen to be doing, wherever we are in life, Lent encourages us to “return to the Lord your God.” The bell tolls, and we know, once again, that God listens to every concern of our hearts in prayer… We know, once again, that we have a place at God’s banquet table… We know, once again, that with the bath comes God’s radical acceptance, and that it is always the encouraging, or the astringent word which keeps us going in the pilgrim way, toward the promised land. “To the prayers and the table, the bath and the word, I call every seeking soul.” And aren’t we all seekers, in a way? Everyone hopes for a way to negotiate the living of their days. Everyone seeks fulfillment, sometimes in the w ong, and sometimes in the right places. Everyone wants whatever happiness can be mustered for themselves and their loved ones. And God is the answer to the seeking heart of any human being. Church bells rarely ring these days, in actual fact, even though they called people across the globe to remember their God for centuries. But that’s okay. For decades now, Dr. Lathrop’s bell has lived in me and calls me to remember that I am ever awash in the uplifting promises of God.
Gracious God, you invite us into your presence, where we discover anew, the treasury of your grace. We thank you. Amen. Joe Irvin March 7, 2020 The LORD had said to Abram, “Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you. “I will make you into a great nation, and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. – Genesis 12:1-2 I know God has a sense of humor. I look at my reflection and the e is no doubt. I also know God seems to love to shatter our limits or perceptions. When I read the story of Abram, I admit I shake my head in astonishment. I mean, “God, what were you thinking?” Here is a man well into his senior years and God says leave everything. When you get to where I want you, it will be wonderful. To his credit Abram goes! My last year has not been as dramatic as Abram’s, but it enables me to relate to his story in a new way. Like Abram I wandered, working as a temp I boxed up a company relocating, I stuffed bags for conferences, I sorted paperwork, I staffed a second shift, designed metrics to show local operations were an asset for a multinational corporation and other odd jobs. I did this with no guarantee of a continued paycheck and no benefits. Holidays meant doubling up hours. I studied di ferent job openings. I recreated myself for different positions (over 100), I studied different agencies, fi ms, software and new technologies attended support groups to give myself an edge as I interviewed for different positions. I tried desperately to convince people that not only could I do the job as described but I could also help them address future needs. Yet, the answer given was some version of, “this would not be a good fit,” or “to knowledgeable,” “we had several candidates.” Still, there had to be a place for me. Somewhere I would be welcomed and valued. I was scared, hurt, frustrated, discouraged, and very confused. Looking back, I found an oasis when I was most vulnerable. These respites took many forms: a kind word from those who cared, an encouraging note, being supported in prayer, seeing joy in others, and making enough funds to meet my bills. I kept busy and tried to be an asset wherever I was led, in my own way witness to others. Finally, I found a place where I am encouraged, challenged, and supported (a working definition of being blessed). I do not deserve this grace, but I believe that you too, you will find the s me.
Lord as we travel through (not into) this wilderness known as Lent, enable us to see you in new and powerful ways. Amen. Nelse Grundvig March 8, 2020 My life goes on in endless song, above earth’s lamentation… Reflecting during the season of Lent often brings me back to my cente , God’s gift of song. The words of the song, “How Can I Keep from Singing” inspired by the words of Psalm 146:2, “I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being” bring to mind the idea that whether happy or sad, in good times or in sadness we are able to celebrate and grieve with song. Song helps us to rejoice and to sorrow. To bring us back to Christ. I hear the real, though far off hymn that hails a new creation A new creation, a new lent, another time to reflect on changes and the possibility of life anew, due to God’s great sacrifice, the death of his only Son. In doing so, ensuring eternal life. In that we work toward repair, renewal – for our lives, for our planet. It sounds an echo in my soul, how can I keep from singing?
My God, sound an echo of peace, love, kindness and justice in our hearts. May it resound and inspire song in our hearts and lives. God of Song, God of Life, be with us on this journey of Lent. Help us to keep us singing in our peace, in our struggle, throughout our lives; songs of love, songs of sadness, songs to you. Amen Jodie Thill
Mother, wife, daughter, creative, teacher, singer, volunteer, runner, reader, plant lover, Christian, member at Midvale Community Lutheran Church. March 9, 2020 Faith to Deal with Furnaces One of my favorite verses in the Bible is hidden in the midst of an amazing Old Testament story. As a young girl, I loved the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego in Daniel 3. Beyond how fun it was just to say their names, their story contains all the elements of a great adventure movie – captives in a foreign land, a tyrant king with a big ego, a bunch of tattletales and a furnace heated seven times hotter than usual! You probably already know the story but, if not, here’s a rundown: 1. A king conquered Judah and took captive the best of Judah’s men to serve in his palace. 2. This king built a gold statue and told everyone in the kingdom to worship it. 3. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, three of the captives, refused to worship the statue. 4. The king’s advisers reported these young men to the king to get them in trouble. 5. The king ordered that they either worship the statue or be thrown into a blazing furnace. The next part of the story is my favorite. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were put on the spot without much time to consider their response. Here’s what they said: If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to deliver us from it, and he will deliver us from Your Majesty’s hand. But even if he does not, we want you to know, Your Majesty, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up. – Daniel 3:17-18 Of course, verse 17 is a statement of great confidence in God s power and faithfulness. But the next verse is an even greater testament to their faith in God. “But even if he does not...” I love the fact that even if God doesn’t save them, Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego refuse to worship another god. Like many, I want my faith in God to be rewarded by a carefree life. While God has given me many blessings, this story reminds me that sometimes there are “fiery furnaces” along my path. Verse 18 challenges me to have faith even if God hasn’t done what I asked for or expected. If you want to know what happens to Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, read the rest of Daniel 3 – their story keeps getting better and better!
Father, give me faith like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego. Help me to trust You even when You don’t meet my expectations. And, help me to be faithful whether or not You save me from my furnaces. Amen Kari Jo Pugh Kari Jo lives in Madison with her husband, Dave, and dog, Bailey. They have two grown daughters – one in Madison and the other in Duluth. When the home improvement projects will allow, they hope to do a little weekend camping this summer. March 10, 2020 Let us also lay aside every weight and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus the pioneer and perfecter of our faith… - Hebrews 12:1-2 This is the second winter I have been working on a snow removal team for Bassett Landscaping. John Warnick, my boss, is the man behind the wheel and plows driveways and parking lots like a pro. I clear the sidewalks of a funeral home and about 20 residential properties. Every snowstorm is a test of stamina, and I have learned a few tricks to make the work easier. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to master making a straight cut down the middle of the sidewalk with the red Toro. I always swerve. However, I made a meaningful discovery after a recent snowfall. If a neighbor’s sidewalk is cleared of snow, use it as a focal point. Don’t worry so much about clearing a swerve free path. Rather, stay focused on the center of the sidewalk ahead. It helps to stay focused on what’s ahead. Lent is the season when we acknowledge our daily swerves and intensify our focus on Jesus. God’s Spirit kindles within us a deeper awareness of Jesus’ love for outcasts, sinners and those of us strive as disciples and keep swerving along life’s way. The sharper our focus on Jesus and his love, the less we care about the swerves. Besides, someday it will all melt away anyway.
Jeff Wild March 11, 2020 Do you have plans? Today, tomorrow… for the rest of your life? I do. I did. I plan for everything. Clothes for work are picked out the night before, weekends trips are booked months in advance, and a week’s worth of meals are prepared on Sunday. I plan to live a faithful life. Can you plan that? Amid my efforts to plan – my life is messy. My faith is messy. I have unanswered questions, choices I regret, elements of life I don’t understand. Does this make me less in the eyes of the Lord? In his book Messy Spirituality, Michael Yacnoelli writes, “Messy spirituality is the scandalous assertion that following Christ is anything but tidy and neat, balanced and orderly. Far from it. Spirituality is complex, complicated, and perplexing – the disorderly, sloppy, chaotic look of authentic faith in the real world. Spirituality is anything but a straight line; it is a mixed-up, topsy-turvy, helter-skelter godliness that turns our lives into an upside-down toboggan ride full of unexpected turns, surprise bumps, and bone-shattering crashes. In other words, messy spirituality is the delirious consequence of life ruined by a Jesus who will love us right into his arms.” Faith is a work in progress. It’s a building of a relationship that can be messy in all its authenticity, yet fi m in its unconditional love. God has plans for our lives. Sometimes they don’t align with the plans we make, and it throws our lives into chaos. But, within that chaos, maybe we’re able to find ourselves – the apostles God has called us to be My life got messy when I felt called back to Camp in Colorado and to a new job in a new city…at the same time. And, although God is mighty, a person can’t be in two places at once. I was stressed, confused, and I was grasping for a steady faith. The disorderly, crumbling plan I saw was a perfect plan in God’s eyes, and within the chaos I found God holding me up on his victorious right hand. I am thankful to God for shaking my world, opening my eyes, heart, and throwing out the idea that I need a straight plan and steady faith – for a messy faith will do just fine
Lord, thank you for ruining our plans for your glory. When we are blind to your plans, walk by us, and help us remember we are always loved by you – no matter how messy our lives may be. Amen. Abigail Bendorf I recently moved to Madison after graduating from UW-Platteville in the Spring with my engineering degree. I am enjoying my messy, but beautiful life here that is filled with work, long runs, bingo, visits to the fa mers market, and spending time outside. March 12, 2020 The Light shines in the darkness; and the darkness has not overcome it. I’m writing this on the last day of January, approximately halfway between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. It’s definitely a wintry day with layers of clothing to ward off the chilly temperatures and prospects of scrapping car windshields and shoveling driveways. But as we’re experiencing a winter day it also feels as if we hang on to the previous season of fall, with its brightly colored leaves and bountiful harvests from vegetable gardens. And we lean forward to the next season to come, spring. We anticipate the crocuses poking through snow crusted ground and we watch for buds swelling on tree branches. It’s our “human” nature to straddle the seasons in the natural world. And perhaps it’s our nature to straddle in relation to the seasons of the church year as well. Can we pull Advent into Epiphany? Can we layer on our Lenten rituals in preparation for Easter? Late in Advent I had a conversation with two close friends that has continued to resonate with me. We were talking about the fast approaching Christmas Eve candle- light service. One friend glowed, describing the darkened sanctuary from his pastor’s vantage point up front, looking out and seeing the light moving around, spreading further and brighter. The other described sitting in the pew watching the light come closer, seeing the lighted candles held straight up, waiting for her turn to lean in toward the flame and light her candle. Our memories we e so vivid, so powerful that we could experience the Light.
I think that this is one metaphor for being part of a “community of believers” together at Midvale. We show up. We receive the Light. We bring the Light to each another. And “the Light shines in the darkness; and the darkness has not overcome it.”
God of Love , thank you for loving us. Thank you for the gift of Jesus to demonstrate your wondrous love for us. Help us to see his example of how we can share love around us in our daily lives. Amen. Eric James March 13, 2020 Lives become busy and schedules are complicated. We find ourselves going th ough our daily and weekly routines on automatic pilot. We’re often not thinking about what we’re doing, just that we’re doing what we’re supposed to be accomplishing. Last year our family was given a pause to this automation as we embarked on a sabbatical in Norway. We worked less, had fewer items on our to-do lists and our calendars were less cluttered. We cuddled more, seemingly explored something new everyday, strengthened our family unit, met a variety of new friends and learned about other cultures. We were able to give our girls the gift of travel and adventure while teaching them to have empathy for the struggles others are experiencing. We learned and witnessed immigration hardships, family separation, and the uncertainty people experienced when entering new countries. We forced ourselves from automation. We learned a new language; a new set of cultural norms and created a new repertoire of familiar foods. As exhilarating and beautiful as an experience as it was it was also exhausting and insecure. The hardest aspect of our journey was losing the automation. What “should” we be doing? This became increasingly apparent on Sunday mornings. It was difficult to fin a comfortable church community so we looked for other ways to fulfill our spiritual longing. We began family hikes on Sundays and downhill ski outings. We literally took our bodies higher into the world. I would often go on mountain runs to immerse myself in nature and peace. Did it work? Yes, in a sense. Our spiritual and religious selves are not tied to church. We reaffi m our commitment each week at service, but our commitment to God, humanity and kindness are shared through who we are, no matter the country we reside. Nature and the beauty that has been created awakened us and we found peace, solace and refreshment in our connection to the outdoors. What did I miss? The automation. I missed my Midvale community, my Sunday school family and the knowledge that I knew where I was supposed to be. I’m thankful for a year of reflection and change, but I take comfort that on Sunday mo nings I have a home in my church, a place to release my thoughts and a sanctuary to just be. Midvale is a place where I believe in the teachings and can reaffi m my faith and gather kindness to embark on another week. Midvale is a place where renewal is automatically given and therefore received and love, kindness and acceptance are given without even thinking.
Thank you, Lord for automatically giving us your love and peace to carry throughout our days. Stefany Grainger March 14, 2020 In Norway, we didn’t go to church. It was weird to wake up on a Sunday, at whatever time that our bodies told us to, and not make our way to service. Not because we didn’t want to not go to church, but because it was in a different language. That was maybe the emptiest part of living there, was not connecting with others through worship. I didn’t like not being in Sunday School, and I didn’t like not waking up earlier to be there. A way Jesus showed up in my life was when I found out that our school connects with the church across the street, and that anyone who wanted to could sing and be present. That was our Christmas service, and it was a blessing. It was a culture shock to come back to the U.S., and fully participate and understand the English services here. But it wasn’t a bad culture shock. It was one that I had missed for a very long time.
Thank you, Lord, for showing us life’s blessings in unexpected ways and for helping us appreciate the small gifts that are granted to us each day. Amen. Raena – 6th grade March 15, 2020 I think that an essential part of the human condition is to live with doubt. Who hasn’t wrestled with a big decision and wondered if they made the right call? I certainly have. Yet we all long for certainty. To be able to prove for a fact that something is true can come as a great relief. Yet, some things are incapable of being proved to be true by any human method we know. Then doubt creeps in. Doubt is not new. The Bible records one of the most famous episodes of doubt. In John 20:24-29 the apostle Thomas, although he knew Jesus and walked with him and observed him performing miracles, doubted that he had in fact risen from the dead. Unless he saw the nail-marks and put his hand in his side he would not believe. For Thomas seeing was believing. When Jesus appeared and Thomas saw his wounds and put his hand in his side he said “My Lord and my God.” Jesus replied, “Because you have seen me you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” Sometimes, when the news of the world is so terrible, I have doubts and I despair. I wonder “How can God let this happen?” I feel like Thomas and I want ironclad proof of God’s existence. Yet Thomas’ kind of proof is not available to me. What I have to sustain me then is my faith. Faith can cast out doubt.
Lord, let me be one of those who have not seen and yet have believed. Keep my faith strong especially when I am in doubt. Amen. Jim Puntch March 16, 2020 Sing joyfully to the Lord, you righteous; it is fitting for the upright to praise him. Pr ise the Lord with the harp; make music to him on the ten-stringed lyre. Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy. For the word of the Lord is right and true; he is faithful in all he does. The Lord loves righteousness and justice; the earth is full of his unfailing love. - Psalm 33:1-5 What joy it is to have the organ back. Thanks to all who contributed to the organ renewal fund. I love hearing the music that resonates from it. It fills my soul with such joy that it makes my singing about God’s love so much better for a person who does not have a good voice. Music in worship teaches me the gospel. Hymns and spirituals take my faith and compacts it. The melody and phrasing of music makes my faith memorable. Before I hear a word of scripture read or preached, I’ve already taken in the Good News through singing, touching my heart as well as my mind. Music connects me to God in a unique way. Singing to me allows a part of my heart to speak to God in a way sometimes that doesn’t happen as I hear the spoken word. Singing allows me to express my love to God with my whole being. It inclines my heart to God in ways other forms can’t accomplish sometimes. Music that honors God will cause anyone’s heart to sing even during Lent. I love singing hymns and spirituals both old and new. I hope your hearts are filled with love when you hear the music during worship.
Lord, thank you for the music all around us. Thank you for the sounds of life. Thank you for your songs, love songs, which we are invited to sing. Thank you for all the parts you’ve made for the song; soprano, alto, tenor, bass. Thank you for the children’s part and the senior’s part, thank you for the youth part and the part for middle agers, thank you for the crazy baby descant that we all love to hear. You are the Great Composer. We long to be composed each day in your image, singing your elegant score truly, clearly, following your rhythm by heart, fin ing our voice in your beautiful world. Hearing you in the music of life. This is our prayer. Amen. Cheryl Krull Retired state worker. Volunteer at church and Attic Angels. Loves animals. Likes to read, bake (especially Christmas cookies), cook, golf. March 17, 2020 Light We are not here to curse the darkness, but to light the candle that can guide us through that darkness to a safe and sane future. - John F. Kennedy Last year, every Tuesday in January this city was getting their snow and ice supply replenished, I know for a fact, because I missed rehearsal of a community choir to which I belonged four Tuesdays straight. Because of our great snow supply, there were many dark and gray days. Our lights were diminished. Everyone I encountered after that awful winter told me in some fashion that they survived the winter and the darkness. This year the light has come. Our souls are replenished. Our prayers are answered for more light. There is plenty of light to see our way, even with the shortened days. With this light, we are able to see our way and avoid the casualties of slipping and sliding on snow and ice, for example. In the long term we can see more clearly what is on the horizon. But more importantly In this church community, we believers are a stronger light to each other. Our words and actions will lead us on. When darkness comes again, our light will be stronger.
Dear God, thank you for giving us the light to see you more clearly and realize where our future lies. Amen. Kristi Holden I am retired and have lived in Madison for the past 20 years. Prior to that, I lived in Chicago on the north side. March 18, 2020 What did Jesus do in his spare time? Jesus did a lot of big inspiring things. So what tiny things did Jesus do day to day? What did Jesus do when he was eating? Or when he was bored riding a donkey to the next city? Was he always in the present moment just enjoying the world? How did he do this? That’s what I want to know. We can probably guess at some things. Let’s compare them to me. His whole body was probably relaxed during the day. I’m tense. He probably didn’t judge. I’m quick to judge. He probably had a presence of love when he entered a room. I don’t. I bet he had a good sense of humor too. And probably centered himself a lot, just breathing. During Lent, and forever, I have a lot to work on day-to-day. Now that’s inspiring and fun.
Jesus you were relaxed and loved a lot. Let us do the same. Amen. Dave Kruse Loves finding his way th ough life with family, friends and Midvale, sometimes walking, often tripping and falling, then walking some more. March 19, 2020 Do you ever have a song stuck in your head and you can’t figu e out how it popped in there? That happened to me recently. I had the theme song to the 80’s sitcom “Cheers” fi mly lodged in my brain. I don’t even watch TV that much, and I have no idea why that song showed up. But the verse that kept repeating is: You wanna go where people know, people are all the same, You wanna go where everybody knows your name. Our names are really important, especially to God. Scriptures are full of references to names. In Genesis, God named the light “Day” and the darkness “Night” right off the bat in the creation story. A little further on, God granted Adam the privilege of naming each animal and bird. Isaiah 43:1 reads: But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. In baptism, God gives us a new birth, lifts up our name, and names us as a child of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. We forever join our brothers and sisters in Christ as members of God’s people. At Midvale, we are richly blessed by our pastors who seemingly know our names just as soon as we enter the doors for the first time. e are encouraged to make sure that we each know each other’s name. We strive to be that place, like in the song, where everyone knows your name. We also aspire to be that place where people know that people are all the same. Each of us has been created in the image and likeness of God, and all are welcome. How amazing is that?
During this Lenten journey, may we each strive to see Christ in our neighbors, in our pew mates, and in each person whom we encounter that may be looking for just the place to go where everyone knows his or her name. Amen. Toni Swandby March 20, 2020 Therefore, to keep me from being too elated, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to torment me, to keep me from being too elated. Three times I appealed to the Lord about this, that it would leave me, but he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness - 2 Corinthians 12:7-9 The Bible is a very big book, and as a pastor I’d often encourage people to consider picking a favorite Bible verse as a way of claiming the whole. I never discouraged “Golden oldies” like Psalm 23 (“The Lord is my shepherd…”) or John 3:16 (“For God so loved the world…”). They have spoken powerfully at the loss of a loved one or when someone feels rejected and alone. However, there are many wonderful verses to be discovered in Bible study or in a reading on Sunday morning. When Debbie and I first started dating we discove ed God had impressed on us the same Bible verse! “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” It emains precious to our hearts to this very day. In the season of Lent, this verse summarizes for us the depths of the meaning of the cross in ways we are still learning. When she was young, it reminded Debbie that there are no qualifications for being a true Christian – including having to speak in tongu s. As a young seminary student, it was a reminder to me that a passionate desire to save the world is not what makes you right with God. Only God’s grace is sufficient. ith age comes limitations that sometimes cause us to doubt our usefulness to God. In a congregation so richly blessed in countless ways – talented musicians, learned teachers, educated leaders, passion for a better world, and material resources – we still need to remember that what saves us is clinging to the cross of Jesus Christ. Our hope lies not in our own strength, but in knowing: “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Teach us the lessons Paul needed to learn and help us pray: “Lift the cross before my eyes and help me see where true strength comes from – your all sufficient grace O Lord. Help me trust that your power is made perfect even (perhaps even especially) in weakness.” Amen. Jeff and Debbie Miller Jeff and Debbie served congregations/parishes in 4 communities before eventually joining Midvale Community Lutheran Church in retirement. They have 2 adult sons and live in Cross Plains. March 21, 2020 Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus the pioneer and perfecter of our faith, who for the sake of the joy that was set before him endured the cross, disregarding its shame, and has taken his seat at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such hostility against himself from sinners, so that you may not grow weary or lose heart. - Hebrews 12:1-3 There are several passages in the Bible that compare living our lives to running a race and this is my favorite one. Just as in life, a race can have parts where it is easy and fun, and parts where things can be difficult. And the goal is to each the finish line. In a race this might mean a t-shirt, a finisher s medal and perhaps a complimentary adult beverage, but as we live our lives, the ultimate goal is God’s promise of eternal life. The word that I like the most in this passage is “perseverance.” To me, running with perseverance means running with determination and patience. It’s not really about physical ability but more about my mindset as I run. I try to deal with the challenges and distractions as they come up, and remain focused on what’s happening now. Or to put it another way, I try to “run the mile I’m in.” When I’m struggling during a long run and have to stop to walk for a while, perseverance is what gets me running again. We also need to live our lives with perseverance. We need both patience and determination because there will be times when we struggle. And in the good times, we should be mindful of our goal and not get distracted. We need to be able to “run the mile we’re in” and not worry or get discouraged, but trust that God will help us finish our race and each our heavenly goal.
Dear Lord, thank you for being there for us as we run our earthly race. Help us not to grow weary or faint of heart, but to run with perseverance and trust in You, secure in the knowledge that You love us. Amen. Joe Johnson March 22, 2020 If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and pick up their cross and follow me. - Mark 8:24 It seems as though things move very quickly once the Christmas season is over; at least quickly in Jesus’ life. Maybe that’s because we really don’t know much about Jesus from birth until his adult life. It seems as though we no sooner get over the celebration of his birth and we’re starting to move forward to his death. Ann Weems has written, “I want to linger here in Bethlehem in joy and celebration, knowing once I set my feet toward Jerusalem, the child will grow and I will be asked to follow.” That is the crux of the matter - “I will be asked to follow!” And not only to follow, but as Jesus says, “to pick up our cross and follow.” Christmas is easier than Lent. It’s hard to be joyful in Lent. To celebrate in Lent one has to realize that the Sabbath Day doesn’t count toward the 40 days of Lent. They are held out for the celebrating. Yet pick up our crosses we must. It is the only way to follow Jesus. It means to set our values and hearts on things our culture does not always follow. Power, success, wealth, winning, popularity—these are not the values Jesus reveals as most important to life. Rather it is as John says, “Beloved, since God loved us so much, we also ought to love one another.” (1 John 5:11) Our cross is the cross of being human in a human world with all its destructive forces at work - the same world that Jesus lives in. Cross bearing is not easy, but that is the crux of our life in Christ, to love in the midst of destructive forces. I think Thomas Merton had it right, “Loving God is a piece of cake compared to loving another human being. Being human is harder than being holy!” That is the crux—and the cross—of the matter.
Lord Jesus, be present in my very human life, and help me carry my cross. Amen Pastor Larry Pinnow March 23, 2020 A man’s reach should exceed his grasp, or what’s a Heaven for? by Robert Browning from Andrea Del Sarto. Having recently found myself “orphaned” following the death of my mother and recently my father, I know the Lenten season will help me heal as Lent is a time of reflection, estoration, renewal and rebirth. Growing up the quote, “a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, or what’s a heaven for?” hung in my parent’s home. I have tried to discern why this quote held an important place in our family and more recently on what this quote means. While my father loved poetry, Robert Browning was not his favorite poet, so why did he have this quote mounted on poster board with the words boldly written and a drawing of a strong arm reaching towards the clouds? What should I be reaching for that cannot be grasped but for a belief in God? My mind spins through memories of my parents interacting with people from all over the world, responding to injustices through action, challenging us children to make a difference with our life and in the lives of others. My parents championed causes to give voice to the voiceless, praised those whose actions improved the lives of others, and lived their lives with grace, kindness, and love. Running behind these memories is one of my brother’s and my favorite passages: He has told you, O mortal, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God? - Micah 6:8 As to my first question why that quote? I think it was a visual eminder that we should live our lives with a greater purpose and in a manner that is pleasing to God. What should I reach for that I cannot grasp? I believe that I should be reaching for God because God is reaching back. I pray that I may honor my parents by reaching upwards and outwards, acting with justice, loving kindness, and walking humbly with my God.
Dear Lord, help us to keep reaching beyond our grasp knowing you are reaching back to us. Amen. Julie Walsh My husband, Kevin, and I have two children Megan and Sean. I currently serve as a co-chair for the Youth and Family Committee and co-lead the middle school youth Sunday education class. For over 21 years I have worked for the Commissioner of Insurance as the Senior Attorney with primary expertise in health. March 24, 2020 I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life. - John 8:12 To me, this is one of the most beautiful passages in the Bible and one that speaks to the meaning of the Lenten season. In this passage, Jesus is telling us to trust and follow him. In other words, we need to prepare ourselves here on earth so that we may have eternal life. We do that through prayer and being a light to those in need. In April of 2019 my family’s life turned upside down. My wife had died unexpectedly. She was a loving and caring wife, mother, step-mother, daughter, sister, aunt and friend. I didn’t know how we were going to move forward and what we were going to do without her. It was the darkest time in my life. Through this time of sorrow and struggle, I knew I needed to turn to my faith to help me find a light. It is my faith, and in particula , the passage above, that reminds me that God died for all of us so that we may have eternal life. What an amazing promise to know that when our time here on earth is finished, ete nal life awaits. This tragedy has strengthened my faith, given me hope and made me closer to God. I also found a light in the people here at Midvale Community Lutheran Church. The amount of love and support shown to my entire family by the members and staff of Midvale has been truly remarkable. Whether it is the funeral luncheon volunteers, the Sunday School teachers, parents and kids, or simply attending church, I see God’s light shining bright in everyone. We should all be blessed to be a part of such a strong faith community. Life is a journey. We all have our struggles and dark times. In this Lenten season, our challenge is to continue to follow him and make God’s presence known in everything we do. May we always remember to follow God, let him be your light, take that light and go light the world. You never know how much your light will impact someone else’s life forever. Carry your candle, run to the darkness Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn Hold out your candle for all to see it Dan Morse Take your candle, and go light the world Take your candle, and go light the world - Go Light the World, song lyrics by Kathy Troccoli March 25, 2020 It has become a tradition, started by my grandfather, passed to my dad, and continued with my family to end the prayer before meals with: Dear Lord, please help us be ever mindful of the needs of others. Amen. It is a simple phrase, yet powerfully nuanced. It does not imply that our needs are not important or that they should not be met. It does not demand a right or wrong action. It requests that we are mindful of a different perspective that we may be selfishly blind to in the moment When we are mindful of others we tend to be understanding, patient, kind, supportive, loving and giving. We assume the best. We allow for grace. All of these character traits are also supported by the teachings of Jesus. There are many challenges we face in our lives and community and shifting the focus from ourselves to others benefits all. e can make greater strides and tiny steps to address poverty or pollution or policy injustices when we are mindful of the needs of others. When we view the challenge with only our lens, we restrict our understanding and therefore limit the impact and relationships we can build. God calls us to be mindful. Midvale Lutheran Church provides worship and programming experiences that call us to be mindful. So today, I ask you to pray with me:
Dear God, Please help us be ever mindful of the needs of others. Amen. Heather Dean March 26, 2020 Lent, to me in the past was always a time to “give up” something... candy or fast food or something else rather insignificant. It usually had something to do with an unfulfilled New ear’s resolution. I have come to understand however, through Scripture, that Lent is really a time of re-evaluation and re-reflection in the time of p eparation for Easter. It is a time when I look to the support of my family, friends and the church to lead me through the dark times of winter and look forward to the spring. In the Book of Timothy, we find the Apostle Paul, befriending and instructing imothy on the importance of spiritual discipline. In Timothy 4:7-16, Paul urges him not to argue about insignificant issues and tells him to focus on “spiritual fitness.” It s esses that we need to stay in good spiritual and emotional condition in order to receive the powerful help that God offers us. The friendship between Paul and Timothy is an important part of this story. It reminds us that we grow as result of other’s encouragement. I ask God for “Timothys” in my life. People who have integrity, who can be trusted, and who will stand by me. Amen.
Andi Peterson Straus March 27, 2020 SOLI DEO GLORIA – This is a Latin term for “Glory to God Alone”. This phrase has been used for literally centuries by artists to signify that their work was produced for the sake of praising God. Famous musicians like Bach and Handel are some that have used this to describe their musical compositions. The final song sung by the cong egation at the Celebration Concert for the Pipe Organ Renewal project was #878 – SOLI DEO GLORIA. How appropriate and fitting that we sang this hymn at the concert as we celebrated the conclusion of the organ renewal and the final completion of the sanctuary emodel of 2010. Yes, our beautiful new facility was done for all of us to enjoy. But why REALLY was it done? It was done as a way for our congregation to give praise to him and to thank him for all our blessings he has bestowed on us. We can thank ourselves and we can take the credit for what we have done………..but, really we are saying “all the glory does go to God”. He is the one who has bestowed all of us with all the gifts necessary to complete this renovation of Midvale Community Lutheran Church. I sit in church each Sunday and look all around at what we have created and I marvel. The generosity of Midvale members has enabled us to return God’s gifts to us by creating such a beautiful place to worship. The beautiful color palate created, the soaring wood beams, the cross outside, the stunning art glass windows – all done by the hand of God. And now the organ! What a way for us to raise our voices in praise by singing to the accompaniment of the upgraded organ. I am proud and yet humbled to be a part of our congregation. For me, worshiping in our inspiring building seems to give me a sense of calm and brings me peace. And when the organ music begins and we sing a hymn like “SOLI DEO GLORIA” my feelings of pride seem to swell. We can all take pride in the fact that we have created such a grand and glorious church where we, like the artists of old, can give “all glory to God alone.”
Thank you, Lord for providing us with all the gifts that has allowed us to create an enhanced place of worship. Because of the blessings you have bestowed upon us, we now can sing your praises from a beautiful house of the Lord that we have built to give you all the glory. Amen. Gary Grummer March 28, 2020 A Travel Tip Psalm 121 (NIV) I lift my eyes to the hills The Lord watches over you – where does my help come from? The Lord is your shade at your right hand; My help comes from the Lord, The sun will not harm you by day, the Maker of heaven and earth. Nor the moon by night. He will not let your foot slip – The Lord will keep you from all harm – He who watches over you will not slumber He will watch over your life; Indeed, he who watches over Israel The Lord will watch over your coming and going will neither slumber or sleep Both now and forevermore. Psalm 121 is one of our favorite Psalms. It has had special meaning for us since early childhood. In the devotion that follows, we will share with you why it is so special. Historically, Psalm 121 is one of 14 Psalms called the Songs of Ascent. These Psalms were sung by the Israelite pilgrims as they walked up the roads (traveled), to the temple in Jerusalem to attend yearly Pilgrim festivals. They are also called Travel Psalms by some. Psalm 121 became our family’s “Travel Psalm” too. Before any trip, dad would read it during our morning devotions. We children were so excited to get going, but we waited patiently for the “Amen” to sound. To this day we always read Psalm 121 before traveling. The impact of the words and their meaning made a lasting impression on us as kids, and that has been with us until this day. The theme of Psalm 121 is God’s constant presence, care, and protection of us as God’s children on our journey through life. We can always depend on Him to be there as our companion and guardian as we trod on roads far traveled and on those that intersect our daily lives. When we are lost, confused or overwhelmed by circumstances, we can look up and find God who is the e with us. He never sleeps. He keeps us awake at the wheel or takes the steering wheel out of our hands when we are on a collision course. He then steers us back on the right road. Psalm 121 gives us comfort and help, courage and strength, and peaceful assurance of God’s love and presence in all of our travels in life. We just need to turn things over to Him, lift them up, and leave them in His loving care. We must trust in Him knowing that He is always there waiting to help us get to our destination safely whether it be at home at days end, miles away, or on our final jou ney to our heavenly home. Remember Psalm 121: “Never Leave Home Without It”
Thank you, Lord Jesus, for being our loving, caring tour guide as we travel through life. Jo Conger and Jan Anderzon March 29, 2020 In the past, Lent has felt like a rather dark season; a season in which to find, and confess all those nasty little hidden sins to a frightfully holy God. Thanks to Midvale Community I am re-defining Lent as a season to take some extra time to gentl , confidently and joyfully draw close to our grace-filled Go For me, no matter the season or the weather, this involves getting outside. Madison’s Elvehjem Conservation Park is across the street and down one house from me. Closed in by the oaks and unruly brush I can breathe deeply into God’s presence. The writer of my (almost!) favorite hymn must have felt the same way. When feeling the need, he would look at his wife and tell her, “I’m going out to see my Father’s world.” In poetical terms, he wrote, “to my listening ears, all nature sings.... the birds their carols raise... the morning light, the lily white declare their maker’s praise... why should my heart be sad? The Lord is King! Let the heavens ring! God reigns, let the earth be glad!” The writer, Maltbie Babcock knew about sad hearts. Rev. Babcock was deeply loved and acclaimed as a pastor with not only a kind heart, but with unsurpassed preaching skills, using vivid metaphors and application. But he was hospitalized as a young pastor for depression and, in 1901, died from it on the way home from a trip to Israel. Several on the trip contracted a bacterial infection causing not only physical illness, but often with depression as well. The NY Times reported that the beloved pastor had killed himself in a hospital in Italy. This little known fact of “This Is My Father’s World” lets me know how unexpected, hidden and destructive depression is. For those of us who face bouts of depression, let us all remember that we are not alone, that our loving God walks with us, and that, for sure, we are more loved and appreciated by those around us than we ever dared imagine. And so much more is known over 100 years later, that we can get the professional help we need and be enfolded in the Community for which our church is named. God’s loving presence enfolds all creation.
Peace, Marty Slager I’m in my second year as a member of Midvale Community. I moved to Madison when I retired to have access to the bike trails, kayak launches and lovely concerts etc. I love being here. March 30, 2020 New Beginnings We all experience new beginnings. There are many kinds, some we bring about ourselves, some are thrust upon us. Some are freeing, some are terrifying. Our first, of course, is at our birth. Multiple new beginnings followed that: walking, talking, our first day of school that opened up a whole new world of new beginnin s, all that made us who we are today. Each new day is a new beginning. Will it be filled with fear or jo , confusion or clarity, defeat or triumph, and how many new beginnings will present themselves during the day? Seeing someone in a different light, understanding the need for something once seemed trivial starts the beginning of new attitudes. Will I start a new lifestyle, diet, change jobs, change my attitude from negative to positive? These new beginnings can include decisions or acceptance on our part, or a feeling that something needs to be done or changed from somewhere else. In all my new beginnings, one thing I have learned is that there is always a plan and I choose to believe God is at the center of that plan. I have learned that although I may not like it or understand it, in the end my new beginning turns out to be positive and sometimes wonderful. My most recent example is moving to Madison and joining MCLC. Because of experiences like this, I have learned to trust, pray for peace and accept. Of course I am human and have moments of fear and doubt, but with prayer God provides me with returned peace and faith. So if you are facing a new beginning, my prayer for you is to be able to trust, embrace the situation and let God lead you on your way to your New Blessed Beginning.
Enid Erdman March 31, 2020 Yahara Park is a short walk from our house on the near-east side of Madison. It’s a thin strip of land about 6 or 7 blocks along Lake Monona. I go to this park on semi-weekly walks to get exercise and listen to podcasts. I sit on the huge steps that allow canoes and kayaks to enter the lake; I’ll meditate for a while as I look out at the water. Times at this park have been full of joy and pain: This is the park where my husband walked with me 11 years ago as he got down on one knee (in the February snow!) to propose. This is the park where we’ve had countless barbecues with friends on Friday evenings in the summer. This is the park where I’ve come with my boys to play on the playground, where I’ve taught them to ride bikes on the long grassy corridor. This is also the park I visited when I struggled with conceiving a child. This is the park where I walked after being diagnosed with Lyme disease. This is the park where I sat on those giant steps by the water and sobbed as my dad was dying last year. Being at this park, sitting alongside Lake Monona, I have been able to connect with God. I have offered up prayers of thanksgiving, simply overflowing with joy and lo e in my life. I have offered (sometimes yelled) prayers of lament, doubt, and anger when things seemed so dark and discouraging. Through all of these seasons and changes, I have felt and known God’s presence. I remember one particularly discouraging time when I prayed for a feeling of God’s love. I desperately needed something! The wind picked up behind me as I sat on those stone steps, looking at the frozen water on Lake Monona. I closed my eyes and felt such an embrace, such love, in the wind surrounding me. God was there. Many people enjoy Yahara Park and Lake Monona. I wonder if others, like me, consider it to be holy ground? There’s nothing too unique about it. It’s ordinary enough. Yet I have encountered God here time and time again as I sat on the steps or walked through the park. Perhaps we all have our “ordinary” places where God is speaking to us? I certainly think so. And my prayer for you this day would be that you keep your eyes and ears open to the ways in which God is surrounding you with love, goodness, and mercy, no matter where you are or what you’re going through. God is there.
Erica Becker I stay at home with my two boys, Marvin & Cal, and live with my husband, Matt, on the near east side. April 1, 2020 Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God. - Romans 15:7 My brothers and sisters, believers in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ must not show favoritism. - James 2:1 I was recently given a gift from a dear friend titled “Live in Grace, Walk in Love” by Bob Goff, a 365-Day Journey. I began the journey on January 1st with each day a verse from scripture, accompanied by a story by the author and a question to ponder. The related stories and questions seemed so relevant to the current time in the world, our nation and having retired within the last six months, myself. One story included summers spent with a variety of friends at the family cabin and how the diversity amongst those friends did not result in increased fears or anxiety but rather sharing in laughter and dreams. So how do we get to the point where we think we can only socialize with those who are like us rather than just be authentically who we are and allowing others the same? We need to appreciate and celebrate our differences. The other story told of playing made up games and even without understanding the purpose, just being together with family and sharing love was what was important. The point being that love is not stationary or contained, but is meant to find peopl to express itself to. So how do we use love to connect with others, to help someone without worrying if they will respond in the way we think they should? Maybe we don’t and just follow our heart, knowing that we are following Christ’s example of love and acceptance. So as I ask myself how can I do better with acceptance of differences and loving as Jesus Christ, I am also grateful for those that have entered my life that have differences that I truly appreciate and have challenged and enriched my life.
Dear Lord and Savior, may I appreciate the diversity that this world holds and embrace the richness of what others bring to my life. May I reflect your love each day and use it to make others feel the power of love’s healing grace. Amen. Jan Haedt I have been married for 44 years to my loving husband, Jim. I worked in healthcare, loved every opportunity to use my nursing background and worked with many great people. I have a wonderful family that includes two grandsons that are growing too fast! I am looking forward to new opportunities to serve and enjoy what life brings in retirement. April 2, 2020 Being Content I am not truly content with my life, at times. Even with the Lord’s great gift of grace, I can be dissatisfied and seek mo e of what I don’t have or who I am. For example, one of my passions is cooking and entertaining. I want a new oven to cook with. It would be easier to clean and have some fancy heat controls. However, the new oven will not allow me to cook anything I don’t cook today. It will not bring more people to our house for dinner. Everyone seems to enjoy my meals. What I cook the meal with does not matter, even a slow cooker will do! Through scripture, I find I am commanded to be content with all I have in Life. Thi command is captured in Timothy: Godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. - 1 Timothy 6: 6-7 These verses remind me that my aim of life is not worldly wealth and wants, I work to move towards simplicity and to have a single focus of pursuit towards Godliness, to be like Him and to honor the Lord with what he has entrusted to me. As the Lord blesses my life, I want not to raise my standard of living but to increase my giving. Not just financially but in time and kindness. All that I have is His Paul in Philippians tells me, contentment is a learned behavior. We are not born with it. Nor does it come easily. But by grace, in his strength, we can grow, learn, and mature. I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength. - Philippians 4: 11-13
Dear Lord, I confess that some days my needs and wants seem to outnumber all that you have generously provided. I pray contentment becomes a greater part of my life. That my contentment is anchored in Christ, whatever the day brings. Amen. Julie Banghart Mark and Julie Banghart feel very blessed to be newer members of Midvale Community Church. We live 1/2 mile down the street on Caldy Place and fell in love with the friendly and welcoming community here at Midvale. Mark works at the University Medical School as a research statistician and Julie is retired from being a behavior interventionist for an Elementary School in Madison. We have an eleven-year-old granddaughter, Clarrisa, who loves to visit us in Madison every other Saturday. We especially love riding our bikes anywhere and whenever we can. April 3, 2020 In Luke chapter 5:12-13, Jesus heals a man with leprosy. I also am being healed by Jesus’ power, authority and love. My health had been excellent, then in fall 2019, I was diagnosed with lymphoma. I was very ill and longed to be well again. Of course, I relied on medical professionals in the hospital to help me begin my journey to remission. Although there was no fi m diagnosis, I ran into my oncologist in the hospital, the day I was going to be discharged. I know that was an act of God. She immediately took over my case, ordering an MRI and CAT scan – very quickly making the diagnosis of lymphoma. She was a key part of my heading toward an anticipated remission. Between her and the Lord, I began the healing process. I know Jesus performed miracles; but there are times when people perform miracles. Between Jesus and my doctor they performed a miracle for me to get well again. Jesus had told the leper “be clean again“ and leprosy left him immediately. A true miracle! Although I was not healthy immediately, the report following the PET scan indicates everything is moving in the right direction.
Dylan Abraham April 4, 2020 All Are Welcome Let us build a house where love is found In water, wine and wheat: A banquet hall on holy ground, Where peace and justice meet. Here the love of God, through Jesus, Is revealed in time and space; As we share in Christ the feast that frees us: All are welcome, all are welcome, All are welcome in this place. As a member of MCLC I am continuously reminded that we are a community that welcomes all. For this, I am a very proud member and I find the lyrics to this hymn so powerful. In general our family lives by the saying, “the more the merrier!” On Thanksgiving day I never know how many people we will be feeding until we sit down to eat. Someone is always bringing someone which we love. The same holds true for any given meal! If the kids invite a friend, great! Historically most individuals who come to our home are some sort of acquaintances. However, over the holidays our daughter learned that a UW-Madison student was going to be homeless for the night as the dorms had closed. She was familiar with the individual but did not know anything about him. Thankfully she knew that we have built a home where all are welcome so she invited him to spend the night. At first my husband and I were not certain she had made the best decision by inviting a stranger into our home. It turned out to be the best gift we received over the holidays. A call from his mother miles away thanking us for opening our home was such a blessing. I pray that you all have the pleasure of welcoming someone unexpected into your home and blessing them with love and peace.
Bree McGrath April 5, 2020 Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery’s shadow or reflection: the fact that you don’t merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief. C.S. Lewis writes this in “A Grief Observed,” his reflection on the death of his wife. I came across this quote earlier this winter and it has rested heavily on my mind during the past several weeks. During the season of Lent, we prepare for Christ’s death and the deep - and endless - grief that accompanies death. Christ’s death brings about the resurrection, which brings joy and salvation. Lent leaves us with much to reflect on - both grievous and joyous. May God grant us the serenity to embrace our faith, our thoughts, our feelings, during each endless day of this Lenten season.
John Ziegler April 6, 2020 For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. – Romans 8:38-39 Romans 8:38-39 has been my favorite passage in scripture for years, to the point where I can soundly guarantee I’ve cried loudly at it more times than just about everything else in the Bible put together. The first time I ecall hearing that passage, I was eighteen and about two weeks away from leaving for college. Now, it was not the first time I’ heard-heard the passage—I mean, it’s part of the three-year lectionary (Year A—this year, actually), and since my parents had been bringing me along to church services since well before I was born, a little bit of napkin math suggests I’d heard it at least five other times But it was the first time I’d listened. I was about two-and-a-h lf years into a string of depressive episodes, and by that point I’d managed to channel all the anger, sadness and frustration I could muster into a little nuclear fi eball of self-sustaining self-hatred. But in that moment, something about the Apostle Paul’s words (the cadence, the rhythm? maybe something even… spiritual?) shook me. Nothing in all of creation could separate me from the love of God. No number of regrets, embarrassments or social anxieties I could compile into a seemingly endless list—not even me, try as I might. That passage—and Paul’s stubborn insistence on the unstoppable constancy of grace— has been there ever since. While things have (at times) been worse, they have gotten better. The passage has been a source of great comfort in times of pain, and in times of joy, a sobering reminder—that no matter the circumstances—good or ill—they won’t be forever. But God will, and the love of God simply is: unconstrained by space or time and infinitely beyond our ability to understand
Lord God, thank you for your tireless, implacable love; the love of a mother hen who cannot rest until every last one of her beloved chicks is nestled safely under her wings once again. Amen. Noah Lange April 7, 2020 Born into a largely Norwegian community, I was baptized and confi med in the West Wiota Norwegian Church. My Swiss mother was confi med there with the younger confi mands. In their official pictu e, the youth were all in white robes and my mother was wearing a black dress – a stark contrast. Someone asked her if “she didn’t pass?” She guessed it was because of all the light/darkness Biblical references. Wiota, once called “Hamilton Diggings,” did have a Methodist church where I attended the Sunday School. The Lutheran Church was the three-point parish so the “Reverend” had three congregations. 1. West Wiota (1887) 2. East Wiota (1844) 3. Jordan at 15 miles distance. On December 15, 1987, the West church was struck by lightning and burned to the ground. Cindy Wolf was pastor at that time - yes - the same Cindy who in the 1990s came to MCLC. She was the first woman pastor to serve at both chu ches. The tragedy of that fi e was felt deeply by many who began their faith journey in that place. It was there I learned to love to go to church. This gradually turned into feelings that something was missing if I failed to attend. Was that like running out of gas and needing a refill? For me, I think it was. I’m not a Prius. I needed that communion a d forgiveness. I missed the blessings of being in a community of believers. I learned from sermons and the good music and lyrics that speak to each of us in different ways on different days. So I am very grateful for our American freedom of religion. And our learned leaders will help us discern the lessons that guide us to the light and help us avoid the darker areas of life. We must try to approach life with the half-full cup. The gifts are there and are so good for our mental health. I’ll be happy to try to attend Lenten services. Twice as many to attend for seven weeks up to Holy Week.
Maryln Grimm Long time retired RN with varied nursing experiences and instructor of Practical Nursing at MATC, 1967-1987. April 8, 2020 Peace Begins with Us Peace has been on my mind and heart lately as tensions in the world rise, especially in places that are a tinderbox where one spark can ignite a torrent of strife. We know that peace in the world often starts with ourselves and then has a ripple effect as it moves from our being to our families, communities and the world. In concentric circles, peace emanates through the universe but it starts within our own hearts. As a Benedictine oblate (lay member of Holy Wisdom Monastery), I turn to the Rule of Benedict and Benedictine spirituality for guidance on peace in this Lenten season. In the Prologue of the Rule of Benedict (17), it says, “If you desire true and eternal life, ‘keep your tongue free from vicious talk and your lips from all deceit; turn away from evil and do good; let peace be your quest and aim’ (Ps. 34:14-15).” These lines from the Rule are also a part of the humility that St. Benedict says is necessary in the spiritual life. Our speech is so important in conveying peace, even when it is a matter of difficulty or conflic I am reminded of how important speech is right now with my mother who lives with Alzheimer’s. She still remembers who her daughters are but not so much her grandchildren. When I talk to my mom, it’s important I do so in the most kind and loving tone which can involve some humility on my part. I don’t share any frustrations in my own life or anything that might convey sadness or anger because I know how important it is for her to remain peaceful these days. It’s almost as if hearing her daughter (or any family) struggle is too much for her to bear and she isn’t able to mentally or emotionally process it. And for her to hold onto her own inner peace, at this stage of her life, is the highest priority so I am most careful in my speech with her. St. Benedict reminds us to “let peace be your quest and aim.” This begins with ourselves, and I have faith that as God’s peace rests in our own hearts, it will radiate out to others and transform a world desperately in need of healing and hope.
Loving God, help me to dwell in your peace, and to share your peace with others. Amen. Judy Nolde Deacon Judy Nolde serves as chaplain at Central Wisconsin Center, a residential facility for people with intellectual disabilities. She is also a spiritual director and artist. Maundy Thursday, April 9, 2020 Our Story – The Immigrant Story This past summer I visited Slovakia. I traveled with my sister and several cousins. We went to learn more about our grandparents – to see where they came from, to better understand the homeland they left behind, why they left, and the hardships they endured. Perhaps the most important thing we learned was the central role of their faith. In a predominantly Catholic country, they were proud Lutherans and members of the largest Lutheran church in Slovakia, located then and now in their home village, Brezová pod Bradlom. They brought their faith with them to America, where it was and always will be an important part of our lives. My visit to Slovakia reminded me that all of us – the documented and undocumented, the English speakers and non-English speakers, the young and the old – are all the same in God’s eyes. All have value, all have needs, and all are loved. I expect each of us has our own special version of the immigrant experience, how our ancestors struggled and sacrificed to make things better for us. This eminds us that they are we – their story is our story, their journey, our journey, their hardships, our hardships, and their successes, our successes. And I pray that when the next chapters are written it can be said that I, and all of us, followed the words of Jesus and loved our neighbors as we loved ourselves. Dear Jesus, Our journey through life is long and hard. We cannot make this trip alone. We must walk together on the journey. You promised to send us a helper, your Spirit. Help us to see your Spirit in those you send to journey with us. In the refugee family, seeking safety from violence, Let us see your Spirit. In the migrant worker, bringing food to our tables, Let us see your Spirit. In the asylum-seeker, seeking justice for himself and his family, Let us see your Spirit. In the unaccompanied child, traveling in a dangerous world, Let us see your Spirit. Teach us to recognize that as we walk with each other, you are present. Teach us to welcome not only the strangers in our midst but the gifts they bring as well: The invitation to conversion, communion, and solidarity. This is the help you have sent: We are not alone. We are together on the journey, and for this we give you thanks. Amen.
Ben Kempinen Good Friday, April 10, 2020 Think of your best friend - past or present. For some of you, time spent together left your heart aflutter or your mind brimming with ideas. ou inspire each other. How about the book you just can’t put down, or the Netflix series you’ e binging on? In each of these situations the momentum you begin with begets more momentum. Where does your relationship with Jesus fall? What kind of momentum is shared between the two of you? Jesus came onto the human scene with some serious momentum. God is always knocking at the doors of our hearts. It’s fair to say, that as our Creator, God is the one that initiates our spiritual connection. When God made the choice to share the messy, dirty details of the human experience, and became human, he stripped away any of the walls between us. There is no pretense left. I remind my preschool Sunday School students that Jesus lived it all: as a baby he wore diapers, got lost in a different city as a kid, and felt the pain of being separated from God. It took more gusto than you or I have to come down from heaven and become man. He who has my commandments and keeps them is the one who loves me; and he who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and will disclose myself to him. - John 14:21 So, as a friend, what momentum do you have to return for what Jesus has brought into your relationship? The scripture above tells us that when we return Christ’s love, he reveals himself to us. When I respond to his pull on my heart, he will also respond to me. Some days are really great for Christ and me. Other days, my to-do lists of sending emails and getting apples at the grocery store seem to have more momentum than my Christ relationship. Everyday has a new dawn, so I will try something else. In this Lenten season, how can you make room for Christ? How will you take time to notice the way the Holy Spirit moves in your life? Be mindful; give Christ a track in your multitasking mind. Carry something in your pocket or around your neck so at each touch you are reminded of Him.
Lord, open our senses to the ways you are woven into our lives. Let us hear your whispers and see your movements. May we share more of ourselves with you. Amen. Elise Uphoff Elise is mother to Emerson, Hugh, and Hazel, and married to Ben Uphoff. She enjoys cooking, serving at church, gardening and exercising. April 11, 2020 Go Therefore and Make Disciples One of the most popular Easter symbols is the Easter Lily, which symbolizes the resurrection of Jesus. The bulbs, buried in the ground, represent the tomb of Jesus and the flowers symbolize Jesus’ esurrection. The flowers’ snowy white color stands for Jesus’ purity and the joy of the resurrection while the trumpet shape signifies the call to rebirth and new life. For me, knowing the symbolism of these flowers enhances this worship tradition. et my father talked about another flower that, for him, also told the story of Christ s life, death, resurrection and the growth of the early church. That flower was the Dandelion In contrast to Easter Lilies, which are grown on special farms and in greenhouses, Dandelions are hardy flowers that g own everywhere. The message of Christ incarnate is that Christ came to each of us in this world, Christ did not come just to the rich or the important or to the special, Christ came to all people everywhere. Christ lived an ordinary life. He was not an earthly king, he did not have a political kingdom to rule nor did he have great wealth. Christ’s social, political and economic status was as ordinary, maybe even as despised, as the dandelion’s status is in the horticultural world. In spite of the humble nature of the dandelion, it makes a difference in the world and it brings beauty. You can dig those plants up, but they come back to life and even spread (for the purpose of this devotion we will ignore the existence of herbicides). With the blowing of the wind, dandelion seeds are spread far and wide bringing new life. So too Christ, who once was dead, comes back to life and with the blowing of the Holy Spirit into his disciples, he has given us the power to spread the Good News far and wide. Go therefore and be a dandelion!
Sonya Lindquist Easter Day, April 12, 2020 He isn’t here! He has been raised from the dead. -Matthew 28:6 The crucifixion of Jesus featu ed silent angels, mocking soldiers. At the crucifixion deep darkness erupts in the middle of the day. But at the empty tomb, the angels speak and the soldiers are quiet. At the empty tomb - light bursts forth! The one who everybody said was dead is alive! The women at the empty grave are stunned as the angel proclaims to them: “He is not here! Jesus has been raised from the dead!” The Risen Jesus has unplugged the power cord of death. Death has no power over you. Death has no power over creation. God’s power has triumphed and God’s final word to us is LIFE. There is nothing to fear. Let this good news fill you, and let the light of this good news burst forth! Hallelujah!
Risen Christ, you have defeated death and its darkness. We praise you! Saturate us with your light and let us radiate your loving hope to all around us! Christ is risen. Christ is risen indeed. Hallelujah! Amen Pastor Katie Baardseth Pastor Katie serves as co-pastor with her husband, Blake Rohrer. They have two teenage daughters, Kristina and Sigrid.