St. Paul’s United Church                                                                 Pentecost Sunday, May 27, 2007

 

Who Has Seen the Wind? – Rev. David Mundy

 

Acts 2:1-21                                                                                                               John 14: 27-29

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Which Canadian  novel do you think has made it on to more Canadian  lit high school courses than any other? I don’t have any hard evidence, but I’m guessing it is W.O. Mitchell’s 1947 classic, Who Has Seen the Wind. It is about a boy named Brian who grows up in a small Saskatchewan farming town during the “Dirty Thirties.”

 

There is a surprising amount of God talk in this novel. When he is very young Brian confounds the Presbyterian minister’s wife by asking if you can smell God or see God. It is her husband who patiently, kindly points out that God is visible in the wink of a butterfly’s wings and in flowers and birds and people.

 

And then there is the wind, which blows its way through the narrative. There is the wind which animates the poplar trees and tosses the laundry on the line. There is wind which whistles  around young Brian’s house while he lies in bed at night and wind which piles drought-dried soil against fence lines.

 

There is also a violent storm which appears to be invoked through prayer to God. One of the other characters in Who Has Seen the Wind is a crazy old man with a long white beard who is nickname Saint Sammy. Sammy lives in an old piano box at the edge of town and collects the labels out of underwear. His companions are horses he has named after Old Testament women such as Naomi and Hagar, although there is no Deborah.

 

Saint Sammy is both ridiculed and feared by the children of the town, including Brian. He is always praying, calling down God’s wrath from the east wind. No one really pays much attention to his wild predictions. One day though Brian looks on while Sammy listens for God

 

From the darkness all around, scarcely distinguishable from the throating wind, the voice of the Lord came to Saint Sammy. “ Sammy, Sammy, this is her, and I say ontuh you she is dandy! Moreover I have tried her out!...I have uprooted Dan Tate’s windbreak, tooken the back door off of the schoolhouse, turned over the girl’s toilet...I have blew down the power line in four places: I have wrecked the sails on Magnus Petersen’s windmill!”

 

Was this the voice of God speaking to and through Sammy?  Stranger things have happened when we look in the bible. W.O.. Mitchell knew what he was doing when he mixed God and wind together. The first line of his paragraph of introduction to the novel says “many interpreters of the Bible believe the wind to be symbolic of Godhood.” This is absolutely true. One of the most dramatic stories of what we call the Old Testament is of the prophet Ezekiel, a wild and wooly guy if ever there was one, having a vision of a valley of dry bones which represent the tired out and dried up people of God. God speaks through Ezekiel not unlike what happens with Sammy, telling him to call on the four winds to breathe into the bones so that they can live again.

 

We are a slightly crazy bunch, ourselves, showing up here from week to week to worship a divine being we have never seen directly or heard audibly. We hope that we feel the breeze of the Holy Spirit in our midst, although we aren’t always sure whether it isn’t the hot air emanating from the preacher.  What a truly remarkable thing that we do this, and yet we consider it normal.

 

This is Pentecost Sunday and today we listened to the story of the improbable, windswept birth of the church in a room in Jerusalem where the followers of Jesus had gathered for the Jewish festival called Pentecost. No one could have predicted what happened and we can’t really be sure about what transpired, even after we hear about in scripture. The writer of the Acts of the Apostles attempts to explain the unexplainable when he writes that there was a sound like that of a rushing wind and something akin to tongues of fire when the Holy Spirit comes. The people present began speaking in other languages and when they leave the security of their gathering place passers-by are surprised and perplexed as much by what they can as what they can’t. They do “sneer “ in the NRSV, and “mock” in the King James version and “make fun” in the Good News.

 

The Spirit isn’t nearly finished at this point. Peter, the disciple who had denied Jesus and run for cover the night of his fateful hearing before religious authorities was now willing to step forward, boldly. Peter preached a sermon with “bold urgency” (The Message) which speaks of dreams and visions for people of all age. Drawing on the tradition of scripture, he offers a hopeful future in Christ.

 

Who has experienced the powerful wind of the Holy Spirit?  We don’t actually see the wind, except in its effect and only then if we are willing to notice its subtle influences, along with the grand entrances.

 

Sadly, the church is often the least adventurous gathering in town. Church folk are inclined toward “tried and true” rather than innovation or adventure. We tend not to want to be shaken or stirred. In Who Has Seen the Wind the group of teenage girls conducts a Candlelight Carol service which the minister of the Presbyterian church feels is lovely. Then he gets a letter from a woman in the congregation who protests vigorously because the use of candles, which made the service dangerously “Catholic.” When the minister takes the letter to the Session he discovers to his dismay that the members side with this negative outlook,  not because they really agree but because they don’t want trouble.

 

Sure, we can laugh and shake our heads at this picture, but it all too accurate. Through the years I have served a number of congregations and there have always been new people who have entered into community life, some of them with very little church background. These newcomers are often eager to make a contribution but they often find resistance to even the simplest change. Eventually they find a way to ask me if the church is always so cautious and change-resistant.

Some of them stay and learn to fit in. A very few get angry and leave, while others quietly leave. Too often I end up gently defending the conservative approach and end up wondering why. It becomes harder all the time.

 

We generally accept that some people are touched by the Spirit of God and led to improbable places in order to share the gospel and serve. We are happy to celebrate those choices by others and if we think they are a little loopy – well it’s a good loopy.  We can say “bon voyage and Godspeed”to Deb Laforet and her family as they embark on ministry in Saskatchewan because there is a precedent, a tradition, for doing this. Better them than us, many of us might think. Yet we are all called to the risky and rewarding business of being Christ’s people. Loren Mead has been writing on the transformation of the church for decades and he offers this:

 

The Holy Spirit has always represented something unruly to the people of the church. People who love God and love the church are always discovering that the Holy Spirit paints outside the lines we draw to order our church life.

 

Who has seen the wind? Even though we cannot tame or control the wind which is the Spirit of the living, unpredictable God, we can choose how we will interpret and respond to that manifestation in every age and circumstance. Do you hear this? We choose! There is a book called The Practicing Congregation: Imagining a New Old Church which uses a painting by artist Leonard Freeman called Lord Build This House.  What is so wonderful about this image, from my perspective, is that it can be interpreted in different ways. It shows a church building being lifted off its foundations and the people inside have raised their arms. This could be a snapshot of destruction, the church destroyed by a windstorm, the way buildings in a Kansas town were turned to kindling by a tornado a couple of weeks ago. The people inside might be raising their hands in supplication, crying and asking “why us God?”

 

Or they may be lifting up their hands in praise. Actually, I corresponded with the painter and as you might imagine it is the latter. There is a message that God cannot be contained in the four walls of any building, and that when the Spirit comes a power is unleashed which is unpredictable and enlivening and ultimately hopeful.  The church is never a building.  It is the enlivened. Spirit-blessed  people of Christ who understand that they have a mission for their community and beyond.

 

Deborah, you may already know that Stoughton Saskatchewan, your home-to-be,  is not far from Weyburn, where W.O Mitchell was born. Which means that it will probably be breezy much of the time! You may need to put some lead weights in the boys’ shoes to keep them on the ground, although I’m confident that Jeff will be fine! No doubt you are already hoping and praying that your first congregation is windswept by the Holy Spirit, so that God will be at work and Christ will be honoured and glorified. We will pray for you and trust that your gifts will be used to their fullest in that community. Thank you for answering Christ’s call.

 

We would appreciate if you will also pray for us as well, that we have the courage to be the church as Christ would want it to be in this place in 2007. In the gospel lesson for today Jesus says farewell but not goodbye to his followers.

 

“Peace I leave with you: my peace I give to you. I do not give as you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.”  This is a blessing for Deb and Jeff and Evan and Joshua.

 

 It can our blessing as well, and an invitation into the fullness of life which Christ offers. Who has seen the wind of the Spirit? We experience that refreshing breeze, if we are open and ready. Thanks be to God!