Here's to the Christmas spirit

Wednesday, December 23, 2009


Thank you Fred Small, UU Minister at my old church, the First Parish in Cambridge, UU. He just wrote a great article for the uuword.org website in defense of our practice of Christmas based on an article recently syndicated by Garrison Keillor.  I read both and can even see where Keillor is coming from (too a point). I've done my own share of pointing the finger at us UU's for cultural elitism. But what I really appreciate is Rev. Small's approach at showing our inclusiveness.

I'm reminded of how I want to live, which is the the experience of learning about those before me, as way to see a new side of myself.

Normally, I'd just point a link (such as this one) to the article itself.  But I can't help but want to include the text here. I remember being part of these candlelight services in Cambridge. The spirit of Cambridge always felt lifted high, not just by us regular congregants but by all those who came to share in a combined experience.

I hope Fred will forgive me the duplication of his words, but it's definitely worth the read.

Peace be with everyone.

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Merry Christmas, Garrison Keillor!

One of the great things about Unitarian Universalism is that, just as we don't all pray from the same prayer book, we don't all sing from the same hymnal.
By Fred Small
12.23.09

I’m the pastor of First Parish in Cambridge, Unitarian Universalist, where we were honored to host Garrison Keillor last week. Many in my congregation attended and enjoyed his talk.

So we were hurt and disheartened to read his ill-tempered attack on our church and our faith in his syndicated column in newspapers throughout the country and at Salon.com.
As a longtime fan of A Prairie Home Companion, I’ve often laughed aloud in rueful recognition at Keillor’s ribbing of Unitarian Universalists. (Who wouldn’t giggle at his Unitarian monastery in New Hampshire? “The rule there is complete silence, but if you think of something really good you can go ahead and say it.”)

Most of Keillor’s jokes about us have been good-natured and fair-minded. But in his latest column, apparently it’s no more Mr. Nice Guy. He calls us out as “arrogant and unlovable people [who] imagine that their unpopularity somehow [is] proof of their greatness.” He accuses us of “spiritual piracy and cultural elitism.” (He isn’t very nice to “Jewish guys,” either.)

What launches Keillor ballistic is “Silent Night” as printed in our hymnal,Singing the Living Tradition, which closes each verse with “Sleep in heavenly peace.” Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect on Keillor.

As a folk music maven, Garrison Keillor knows the folk process. Music is constantly evolving, adapted by various communities with various needs. Somebody can copyright it (although “Silent Night” is in the public domain), but nobody ever owns it, not really.

Spirit is the same way.

Religions may try to dictate it in dogma or capture it in creed, yet “the wind blows where it wills, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know whence it comes or whither it goes; so it is with every one who is born of the Spirit” (John 3:8).

Unitarian Universalists welcome worshippers of every age, color, sexual orientation, and religious belief (or unbelief). At First Parish in Cambridge, you’ll sit next to Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Pagans, atheists, agnostics, and seekers of every variety. (No wonder we adapt our hymns!)

We have only one absolute requirement: We covenant to treat each other with respect.

As we call each other to spiritual growth, we also challenge each other to build Beloved Community—not just in our congregations, but in the wider world. We stand on the side of love—for marriage equality, for immigrant rights, for climate justice.

I invite Garrison Keillor to come back to First Parish in Cambridge this Christmas Eve for our Candlelight Service. On this holy night, we’ll relate the ancient Nativity story (using the King James Bible), light candles in the darkness, and sing “Silent Night”—the old-fashioned way, with “Christ the Savior is born” and “Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.”

That’s one of the great things about Unitarian Universalism. Just as we don’t all pray from the same prayer book, we don’t all sing from the same hymnal!

While he’s in town, maybe Keillor can help out at our Tuesday Meals Program, which serves a free hot dinner to hungry and homeless people, or ring our church bell 350 times to sound the alarm on global warming, or stand vigil to protect immigrant families from raids that split them apart. We take seriously Jesus’s radical message of hospitality, justice, and compassion for “the least of these” (Matthew 25:40).

We close every Christmas Eve service with a benediction by the Rev. Howard Thurman, the great twentieth-century African-American preacher and theologian:


When the song of angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken,
To feed the hungry,
To release the prisoner,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among the brothers [and sisters],
To make music in the heart.
Yup. We changed those words, too—for gender inclusiveness.

Amen, and Merry Christmas!

Watching Santa

Even before I was a dad, I got a great kick out of NORAD's annual Santa watch. Maybe it's being an Air Force brat, maybe it's because my real soft spots are when something nice is being done. It's just a few more hours to launch time right now. In fact, I'm such an excited nerd about this, that I've set-up the media center in the living room to follow the Santa track on Google Earth and the girls will be able to see the Santa Cam updates through out the day.


I especially love the story of how this all started. How a simple typo in a Sears ad turned out ringing the emergency ops desk in what was the nerve center of the cold war. Kids from all over the area were calling to talk to Santa, only to get an initially irate, quickly confused, and then rather smart commanding officer.  Col. Harry Shoup, who answered that first call, passed away earlier this year. But not before having a chance to see an accident, turn into a 58 year tradition (59 years tonight) of keeping us informed on Santa's whereabouts.

This is actually a picture of the Colonel and his grand daughter from a few years ago.

For a great article on the story, check out this CNET story published this week.

Thanks for the legacy, Col. Shoup! And Merry Christmas!

ps. Santa, we re-arranged the living room some, but the girls think you'll find it easier to get to the tree now.

Winter Compassion

Ok. Nothing so much to say, as to see. This gave me a nice laugh this morning.  I get the title, but it doesn't really fit the mood this short inspired in me.

The obvious cynic in me says, "Of Course..."

But in truth the buddhist in me saw this and thought, "Wow, the other guy just got a GREAT gift." I guess compassionate exploration never ceases.     --Peace