minestrone and ministry

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What does the making of soup have to teach us about the ministry of a congregation?

The ministry. We all know about ministers.
We think of professional ministers,
ordained ministers,

But in our religious congregations, we are all called to be ministers.
In the ancient world,
coincidental with the break up of the Roman empire,
a new institution arose all over Europe,
the monastery,
and many of these monasteries
had as their mission hospitality.

the monks always had cauldrons of soup
simmering on the stove for hungry travelers,

People would stop after a day of traveling,
partaking of the hospitality, this service of the monastery,
the Latin "to serve" being ministre,
the stuff on the stove became called "the minestrone."

Minestrone,
the ministry of hospitality,
soup to weary travelers,
a powerful image that helps us understand our work together

to the monks, ministry was about
feeding hungry souls on the road of life,
it was something they did together.

The wood gatherers,
the those who worked in the garden,
and the carpenters, and the those who tended the quarters
were just as involved in the serving of that soup,
as was the cook, and the servers at the table.

The Abbot, as the spiritual leader of the community,
made an important contribution to the common ministry,
teaching, counseling, training,
and helping each monk discern their special gift,
but the minestrone was
the product of the whole community,

The traveler who came to the monastery for nourishment,
savored the vegetables, and beans, and bread,
the shared ministry of their collective efforts.

Here at the Treasure Coast Unitarian Universalist Church
we also have a common ministry

Ministry is a word that means to serve,
to serve the community,
the service of the community.
but for service to be a ministry
it is not enough to simply serve others.

The service must flow from conscious intent,
from a sense of mission,
it must flow from a desire to express the values
and purposes of that community.

The mission of those wayside monasteries included hospitality,
included nourishment,
included healing and quiet often refuge,
and there was also an invitation to go deeper,
to make connections with profound wisdom,
to grow in understanding of enduring truths,

The common ministry included the minestrone,
it included a place to sleep,
and more.

And so it is for us,
in our complex and highly mobile society,
people come to our religious communities seeking
hospitality, nourishment, healing, and a sense of refuge,
while trying make progress on their journeys,

This the mission that is given to us
The ministry of the congregation is the work we do together,
for our religious community, for our spiritual home,
we serve,
because what happens here is important.
it is important to us individually,
we come for the stimulation,
we come for the fellowship,
we come for the feeling of connection,
we come to because among these people we share values,
and we wish to give muscle to those values,
we wish to give body to our high ideals,
and we understand
that in order to do that we need
a community of committed participants

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It doesn't seem possible that someone with Marjories spirit of life and love is gone. I ache for you,Clyde, and for her family and close friends. I share a memorial poem I wrote some time ago.
Much love, Art Severance

What Time Shall Heal

What time shall heal we do not know
When pain wells up in to the immediate
Almost strangling us with grief.

Oh death, here is your sting
Sorrow filled eyes and heart
Aching for the one now gone from us.

What part of this shall time heal?
Who dares to promise this?
Where is our beloved now?
Give me a faith, a sign, something
To grasp in this drowning of pain.

Let me cry, I beg of you;
Do not impart that false advice
That everything will be alright-
It will not! It will not!

What pain time shall heal I know not
Nor do I really care
While the right now, the right this very instant
Pulses through our broken heart.

Ask us not if God was part of this
Or we must ask, no implore
Why? a thousand times, why?

Don't feed us discomforting doctrine
Or empty ritual reading out of holy books
Unless we talk plainly
Of grief and pain
And celebrate the life of the one whom we now miss.

Make us cry it out
Oh, give us a memory that brings laughter,
birth and death both mystery
As is how to live our lives to their fullness
Searching for the meaning of it all.

Ah, the journey
Full of joy mixed with sorrow
It is the loving of others which gives us hope
But the price we pay in grief
is steep when they are gone.

Love on, oh my soul
Find the faith to live and love and laugh on
Now and Forevermore.

Shalom

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