Chairs and Prayers

January 1, 2007 - 1:15pm


Covenant Baptist Church Advent Set
3-sided rectangle with diagonal aisles and 2-chair offset rows
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I've been setting up chairs at our church since 1991. When I began, we were meeting in temporary places—a school, a fire station, and even a bar for a time. Setting up chairs and taking them down after worship is routine business for migrant churches.

I have handled many chairs over the years. There were the fancy wooden chairs at the Duck Blind Lounge. I used to set them up in three rows around three sides of the dance floor, facing the bar. If you got bored during my sermon, you could check out the variety of beers available on tap or look at the sign that told you when happy hour began.

You don't see that in church very often...

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Submitted by Anonymous User on January 1, 2007 - 2:27pm.

Thank you for a beautiful essay on this first day of 2007.

Though you don't know me, your words are always a comfort and a joy. Thank you.

Submitted by jhamlinn on January 1, 2007 - 4:19pm.

2 comments actually. I spent part of my Catholic youth in Nevada, which at that time seemed to be a "mission" area of the RC church. Our church when first started did not have a buiding and so we met in the upstairs of a local casino. In order to get to the room we worshipped in the families actually got permission from the casinos to take their children through the gambling part of the building to the stairway that led to the meeting room. At that time it was illegal for minors to be on the gambling floor. It was a little strange to see all those grandmothers working the slot machines at 8 am!!

Second at the church I belong to now a man named Jim set up the chairs for years, at least 15 years. When he was killed suddenly the congregation came to understand what a gift it was to have him set those chairs (and make the coffee) every Sunday. We miss hiim still.

Submitted by casey rousseau on January 1, 2007 - 7:57pm.

This Sunday, the member of our parish who has of late been bringing donut holes for our coffee hour was not at church for the first time in ages. It was a beautiful thing to witness my daughter realizing that someone in particular was responsible for this particular treat that she'd come to take for granted.

Submitted by Anonymous User on January 1, 2007 - 6:15pm.

It's a form of kenosis, is it not?

Submitted by rlp on January 1, 2007 - 7:36pm.

Absolutely. Yes.

For those not familiar with the term, kenosis is a New Testament Greek word for emptying. As in "Christ emptied himself and came to earth as a human." From Philipians chapter 2. I suppose the spiritual practice is to empty yourself of pride and perhaps even purpose. To be present only and happy with whereever/whatever you are.

Submitted by casey rousseau on January 1, 2007 - 7:53pm.

As Emerson once wrote ...

"As soon as the man is at one with God, he will not beg. He will then see prayer in all action. The prayer of the farmer kneeling in his field to weed it, the prayer of the rower kneeling with the stroke of his oar, are true prayers..." Self-Reliance

Submitted by Keith on January 2, 2007 - 10:05am.

He also says some kind of snarky things about preachers in that essay, but still--it's one hell of an essay. I have it bookmarked on my Treo so I can read it on the bus whenever I need to.

Self-Reliance

The part I've been failing at lately is the "good-humored inflexibility."

Nice to encounter Emerson online.

Submitted by Anonymous User on January 5, 2007 - 5:56pm.

Funny, this was the quote I was thinking about as well -- and Henri Nouwen washing raisins. In The Genesee Diary, he takes the job of washing the raisins for the raisin bread. At first, interesting, eventually mind-numbing until he realizes that washing the raisins is a form of prayer. Manual labor "confronts the monk with his unrelatedness and it is in this confrontation that prayer can develop." Washing the raisins is a form of love of people that he will never know, except as people who will eat the bread and yet each raisin can be a prayer enfolded into the bread.

I think of these activities as washing the raisins.

You are unfolding love with those chairs and placing them in hospitality that is a form of prayer, expressing your love, even if you don't call it that.

Submitted by Hook on January 1, 2007 - 7:43pm.

I set up chairs for years, RLP. It is kenosis. I liked to spend that time, usually late on Saturday night, praying for those who would be sitting in them. Given the way folk fall into regular pews/chairs in church, I could usually do so by name.

Someone else does that now, but now I wash dishes. I am the Master Dishwasher. Everyone comes to me to either wash dishes for events at church, or to teach them so they can. I just love the power.

Peace
Hook

Submitted by Satchel Pooch on January 1, 2007 - 8:07pm.

Exceptionally lovely. Thanks, rlp.

Submitted by KQ on January 1, 2007 - 8:26pm.

Recently, for health reasons, I've temporarily abandoned a long-held duty at my church. I've been tempted not to return to it when I regain my ability to do so. I suppose I've reached the boredom phase, even though it is something I enjoy, arranging flowers.

Reading your words... well, I realize that I actually love it. I'll go back when it's time.

thanks.

Submitted by Keith on January 2, 2007 - 11:50am.

I just counted the chairs in the picture. Somehow I expected a Fibonacci sequence.

Submitted by rlp on January 2, 2007 - 12:21pm.

You are hilarious dude. I look forward to your comments just to get a good laugh. Sadly, if you see my chairs in person, there is NEVER even one out of place. It's probably more compulsive than anything else. Leave it to me to put a spiritual spin on it. ;-)

Submitted by Keith on January 2, 2007 - 12:48pm.

So these two nuns walk into a bar...

No, I think I'll stop there.

As for compulsion, I sometimes think good writing is somewhat a matter of channeling OCD in a productive direction. I mean, how many times could a normal person read the same sentence?

Submitted by rlp on January 2, 2007 - 7:22pm.

Agreed. This is something I've been aware of for some time. No one I know would EVER do as much work as I do on a piece of writing, particularly one that's going online for free. I mean, why would they?

Me? I care about my writing so much that money or time or responsible living lose all meaning for me when I write.

Submitted by Keith on January 2, 2007 - 8:11pm.

I sometimes wonder what a mixed group of mystery writers and religious writers would have to talk about, since we all deal in various forms of redemption and tikkun olam, as well as failed attempts at achieving them.

Possibly nothing. (And I don't have time to organize anything.) But I still find myself wondering.

Submitted by Anonymous User on January 2, 2007 - 9:51pm.

Mine was mowing the lawn for the church that hosted us for two years. At times I absolutely hated it -- but it was something I did simply to do for an elderly congregation that couldn't afford lawn care. Sometimes I found myself getting "lost" in the weed-eating, knowing that it was becoming a spiritual discipline to load up the lawn-boy once a week and get dirty when no one else noticed!
Rodger Sellers

Submitted by jeremyca on January 3, 2007 - 10:02am.

Hello Gordon,

A belated Happy New Year to you and your family.

How appropriate I find this entry "today," since I got some really great news just a bit ago, and I came here to read, and you are talking about chairs. As a recovering alcoholic I know a lot about setting up chairs.

At my home group on Tuesday nights, I am the "chair master." Every week, like clockwork - for the last 5 years now going on six, I set up my chairs and prep the church basement for my "folk."

Each chair has become (a bead) on a string. As I set the chair down, I remember a face that sat in that chair the week, month or year prior. Alcoholics always sit in the same seat, like at church, we always sit in the same pew... AS I set the chair down, I say a prayer for someone who weekly sits in that specific chair, and so on...

Over the years the faces have changed, people come - go - come back and for some, they disappear for good. But week in and week out, I am there as the sentinel - the Chair Master, and before anyone walks down those 12 steps (there really are 12 steps to the basement hall) Prayers have already been sent up, in the hopes that they would return this week, and that someone else might sit in an otherwise "empty chair."

Thank you for this meditation on Chairs... I needed it - right about now. Come by the word press and see the news...

Peace
Jeremy

Submitted by Anonymous User on January 3, 2007 - 1:56pm.

"I care about my writing so much that money or time or responsible living lose all meaning for me when I write."

Does that ever get to be a problem for you?

Submitted by rlp on January 3, 2007 - 2:23pm.

Yes, it is always a problem. It's like any obsession or addiction. It can take over and hurt your relationships. Hopefully, I stay this side of that line. I do my best.

Submitted by Anonymous User on January 3, 2007 - 2:33pm.

Hmmm, I had the exact opposite reaction when I read "I care about my writing so much that money or time or responsible living lose all meaning for me..."

I thought how lucky you were to have something like that. It's what most people, me included, seem to be looking for.