Pastoral reflection for December 1, 2021 by Pastor Hector Garfias-Toledo
Show me your ways, ADONAI! Teach me your paths! Lead me in your truth and teach me, for you are the God of my salvation. I wait all the day long for you. ~ Ps. 25:4-5 (Lukan Psalter)
Last Sunday I shared with you that verses 4 and 5 of Psalm 25 have been in my heart since I was a child. I memorized the verses as part of my faith journey growing in a Lutheran congregation in Mexico.
It was common for members of the congregation to find Bible verses that spoke on a personal level to us, and then memorize them. Also, memorizing was a way to hold the words of the scripture dear in our hearts, and as part of our daily lives. As a minority, the Lutheran community was constantly despised and segregated. In some way, we lived in an exiled state of life.
It was in such conditions that the words of this Psalm provided me with the strength and comfort that was needed to face the challenges in an adverse environment. However, even when I found direction and strength in them, the path was not easy. There were times when that path was confusing, unclear, discouraging because of the disorientation caused by inner struggles in my life and external forces around the community.
Can you think of times when you got to a point in your life where you did not see a path? When the many “truths” around you confused and disoriented you? Perhaps we do not need to go too far back in our lives, right? The past two years have been significantly challenging, confusing, disorienting, and discouraging for many of us. Even when things have come to a more familiar rhythm, we all are still learning, we need to be taught, and we have been adjusting to new patterns of life.
As you know, last week I had the chance to spend a few days off with my family. And, as you might have expected, one of the things that we did was hiking. Hiking has been a way for me to reflect, wonder, and to be reminded of God’s reckless never-ending love for all people. At the same time, it has been a time to reflect on the intersection of faith and our daily lives.
Last week we went up to the Kachess Ridge lookout trail. As snow started to fall on the mountains we got to a point where the snow covered the trail. The path was not visible due to the fresh snow that fell the night before. We knew it was there, but we could not see it. We found ourselves disoriented and wondering whether we should continue the ascent. At some point almost every direction looked like a path, but being on a ridge, we knew that it could be dangerous to walk on uncertain paths.
As we were looking around, we could see the almost invisible boot prints silhouettes left by a hiker who had walked previously on the path. In some way his/her steps taught us and led us to the lookout.
For the past almost two years we have come to face a similar experience in our lives as individuals, communities, and congregations. The seemingly ongoing snowstorm has covered the paths that were familiar to us, pushed us to wonder if we can continue the journey, and be discouraged and tired of trying to find the right path in our lives.
The other day, I was talking with some members of the congregation about how the current circumstances have made people change our familiar patterns to celebrate holidays. We continue to hear how political views, personal experiences, economic distress, and loss have pushed us to give up on others, and to some extent to give up on the promise that even when we walk on in the valley of the shadow of death (Ps. 23) the Lord is with us.