Dear Friends,

A book titled The Christian Wallet: Spending, Giving, and Living with a Conscience has been floating around on my desk for a while now. That's part of getting myself ready for the upcoming emphasis on pledge season. (You'll note I didn't write “stewardship season.” Stewardship is a way of life for Jesus-followers. And “pledge season” is a time for making financial commitments for the next fiscal year at NRPC.) Since Sunday's focus text is one of Jesus' money-related parables, lemme share the first paragraph The Christian Wallet.

“Every Christian knows that we are called to love God with all our heart, mind, soul, and strength. But what about our wallet? We get asked to open it every Sunday when the offering basket comes by and are told that's being a “good steward.” Jesus' definition of stewardship, however, is far more encompassing and radical. Almost 40 percent of his parables… deal with true faith and faith's relationship to our money and possessions.”

That's not a typo: Forty percent.

I've long heard it said that “Jesus talks about money more than anything else,” but I haven't done my own research to corroborate that anecdotal observation. I actually set out to do that research today and quickly became overwhelmed by the number of distinct words I'd have to study/count in order to get a full picture: Money and Wealth (obviously), but then Coin, Trade, Buy, Sell, Wage… you get the picture. Since The Christian Wallet was here on my desk, I decided to see if the author might quantify Jesus' money money money talk. And I was surprised to find it would reach 40 percent! Mercy.

At the very end of our Luke reading this coming Sunday, Jesus says, “You cannot serve God and wealth.” And the question that statement triggers for me is this one: How would I recognize that tipping point when my wealth has stopped being a resource that serves me and has instead become something I serve? I recognize that even by asking that question, I'm probably already trying to sneak out from under the hard lesson Jesus has for me. But six days out from my next sermon, that's what's on my mind.

How does your wealth serve you? And when does it get the upper hand?

Should be an interesting Sunday! See you then.

Peace, 

Lisa

PS: If the title of this post doesn't make sense to you, here's some help: ABBA's Money, Money, Money

PPS: Pledge season officially begins October 12. I suppose this Sunday might be a bit of a warmup?

Dear Friends,

So, this week we're in Luke 15, otherwise known as the Lost and Found Department. Lost sheep, lost coin, lost son - no matter the loss, losing something can cause quite a panic, huh?

Then there's being lost.

Rene' and I were talking just last week about our Thomas Guide memories. I remember my first Thomas Guide from when I lived in Atlanta; the pre-GPS days, so the Thomas Guide was often spread out on top of my steering wheel… while I was driving… and steering with my knees. Sometimes the map was helpful, but then there were the times when I'd be so desperately lost that I couldn't even figure out where I was enough to get myself back on track for where I wanted to be! (The close GPS equivalent is when that voice says “Head north on Such-and-Such Street” and I yell back, “I'm lost! Don't know which one is Such-and-Such Street and I definitely don't know which way is north!”) Lost is no fun. At all.

More often than not, though, I expect “lost” isn't about geography at all.

No matter the sort of “lost” are you experiencing these days, I hope Luke 15 will reassure you that you've been found.

See you Sunday!

Peace,

Lisa

Dear Friends,

So, Luke 11:1-13 this weekend: The Lord’s Prayer; Ask, Seek, Knock; and the fish-or-snake/egg-or-scorpion conundrum.

Sitting down with the text today I wondered, “How does Eugene Peterson translate the Lord’s Prayer in The Message?” Here’s what I found (NRSV for each line is in parentheses):

Father,
Reveal who you are. (Hallowed be your name.)
Set the world right. (Your kingdom come.)
Keep us alive with three square meals. (Give us each day our daily bread.)
Keep us forgiven with you and forgiving others. (And forgive us our sins, for we ourselves forgive everyone indebted to us.)
Keep us safe from ourselves and the Devil. (And do not bring us to the time of trial.)

Toward the end of the passage, Jesus relies on human parenting instincts as a way to encourage us to ask God specifically and directly for what we need. In the NRSV Jesus follows up with, “If you who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will the heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!” And it strikes me that those three “Keep us...” lines in Peterson’s version of the prayer are exactly the core of our best prayers for children: sufficient provisions, reconciled relationships, and security enough to thrive. All good gifts!

NRPC gave good gifts to Becca, Bennett, Cameron, Henry, Jack, Lillian and Stella last week. One Sunday next month, I’ll ask some of those young people and their trip leaders to reflect on the good gifts they received during last week’s Charleston mission trip. This Sunday I’ll share some of my reflections even as I wonder out loud about other good gifts NRPC might need to offer the youngest members of our community.

In the meantime, what good gifts do you suppose we’re meant to give the children of Christ’s church?

See you Sunday!

Peace,

Lisa

Dear Friends,

This Sunday we'll take up Luke's story of the Good Samaritan.

Several years prior to my arrival at Princeton Theological Seminary, Princeton University psychologists conducted a Good Samaritan experiment on the Seminary campus. The study was legendary by the time I was a student; it made me think - and still makes me think - about who I am as a person and pastor.

Malcom Gladwell wrote about the experiment in his book, The Tipping Point: The study's leaders "met with a group of seminarians, individually, and asked each one to prepare a short, extemporaneous talk on a given biblical theme, then walk over to a nearby building to present it. Along the way to the presentation, each student ran into a man slumped in an alley, head down, eyes closed, coughing and groaning. The question was, who would stop and help?" Several variables were introduced to the experiment: 1) participants' motivations for being in seminary, 2) the focus of the talk the student was asked to give (e.g., some had the parable as their subject, some were asked to reflection on ministry as a profession), and 3) the urgency with which the students were sent to give their talks (e.g., "you're running late" or "you have a few minutes").

The results of the experiment are startling. “On several occasions, a seminary student going to give his talk on the parable of the Good Samaritan literally stepped over the victim as he hurried on his way.” It turns out ”the only thing that really mattered was whether the student was in a rush. Of the group that was [rushing], 10 percent stopped to help. Of the group who knew they had a few minutes to spare, 63 percent stopped." In the final analysis, the experimenters suggest “that the convictions of your heart and the actual contents of your thoughts are less important, in the end, in guiding your actions than the immediate context of your behavior.” In other words, we tend to react to circumstances (I have time vs. I'm late) rather than follow our heart or mind. Startling, indeed.

Except, there is this: I remember driving to one of my last final exams on a dreadfully rainy day; probably was running late as well. I could see up ahead two drenched students walking toward campus (maybe 2 miles away). The experiment flashed through my mind and triggered the thought, “I don't want to be the one to pass them by.” Of course there were some mental gymnastics: “Is this another experiment?” “Surely there be a shuttle soon?” “They don't look like axe murderers.” “Will I be able to sit my exam if I'm late?” I stopped, rolled down the window and said, “I'm headed to the Seminary. Need a ride?”

I share that, not as a way to toot my own horn (though I guess I just did!), but to say that the call to be intentional can overcome hurdles. The experiment itself planted “I don't want to be the one to pass them by” and that intention won out over all the "Nope"s that emerged. Wonder if any of the participants would say that their first intention was to stop, but then they talked themselves out of that instinct?

So, what intention needs to rise to the top for you as you think about Good ol's Sam the Samaritan?

See you Sunday!

Peace,

Lisa

Dear Friends,

Oh, which rabbit trail to run?! This week's text from Luke is rife with opportunities for running rabbit trails. Among the potential trails is Jesus' admission, “I am sending you out like lambs into the midst of wolves.” I've heard of a wolf in sheep's clothing, but how in the world are lambs meant to survive in a world filled with wolves? Mercy!

Evolutionary biology would answer with mimicry: “Certain harmless species imitate the aposematic [app-oh-suh-MAT-ik, aka stay away!] signals of dangerous species to protect themselves when confronted with their predators… For this type of mimicry to work, three different species are involved: the model, the mimic and the dupe. The model is the species that does all the work, by developing a defense mechanism feared by predators. The mimic is the species that imitates the model’s aposematic signal. Finally, the dupe is the species that perceives the mimic’s signal as a true aposematic signal: it’s duped! For instance, the hoverfly, a small harmless pollinating fly without a stinger, imitates the yellow and black colored patterns of wasps. Thanks to that dishonest aposematic signal, our predator [say, a bird] will avoid eating the hoverfly for fear of being stung, and without ever having tasted a hoverfly in its life!" Or, in a word, blend. Fly under the radar; be discrete; keep a low profile; stay inconspicuous. Yup: Blend.

Jesus' advice is practically opposite that. Rather than suggesting that his scouts should blend, Jesus instructs them to double down on who he's taught them they actually are. “Travel light. Stay focused. Offer peace. Accept hospitality. Serve in my name. Move on when rejected.” Very un-wolf-like.

This is all in preparation for a mission trip! Jesus is sending “the seventy” into the mission field. He will soon follow after them, so the thirty-five pairs of missionaries are meant to make connections, plant seeds, draw crowds, create anticipation. Anything but blend, huh?

I sat here sighing after that last line and thinking (almost praying), "Please, could we blend instead, Oh Lord?" Then again, the mimicry article concludes in this way: “Such mutations are extremely rare, and do not always increase the chance of survival. So imagine the number of generations and random mutations needed for the descendants of our striped hoverfly to become indiscernible copies of wasps… We’re talking about thousands, even millions of years!” Hmm. There goes that idea. I suppose it's time to lean on into who Jesus has decided we really are.

See you on Sunday!

Peace,

Lisa

Quotes from https://m.espacepourlavie.ca/blogue/en/a-sheep-wolf-s-clothing-batesian-mimicry-insects, accessed 7/2/2025; emphasis mine.

Dear Friends,

Late again. Apologies for that.

Many (most) of you won't recognize Ryana, the lovely bride-to-be in the headline photo. I actually introduced her to you in a12/10/2023 sermon:

NRPC has partnered with West Raleigh Presbyterian Church to support one family of ten Congolese refugees.

I don’t know that that’s a significant drop in the bucket for the ongoing atrocities in Congo, but for that one family of ten humans, it’s everything.

West Raleigh has provided a house; NRPC has turned that house into a home and you are continuing to support this family as they learn to navigate work and school, doctors and dentists, grocery stores and even family celebrations.

The family – Innocent and Berea, along with children Claire, Ryana, Eugene, Thomas, Elena and Hosana as well as sun-in-law Gendiddy and grandchild Ivan – this family of ten escaped from Congo over seventeen years ago. Their first stop was Uganda, where, along with millions of other people, they lived in camps waiting for official refugee status.

Yup. They waited for seventeen years, sleeping on the ground in tents, walking 6 miles to fetch water, cooking in open air, enjoying the luxury of electricity one day a week. They did this for seventeen years.

Next weekend, Ryana will say vows at her wedding and start a new life with her husband in Michigan!

You'll note that in the photo there are several people standing behind Ryana. Their hands are on Ryana's head as a sign of blessing. And you have no idea who they are or how determined those five women have been in supporting Ryana to this new chapter of her life.

Say a prayer of thanks today for the unseen ones. The quiet ones. The ones hard at work in the background in order for those in the foreground to thrive!

See you Sunday.

Peace,

Lisa