Dear Church,
We had a bit of a surprise at the church building on Monday morning. When Kurt, our stalwart Custodian/Maintenance staff person, showed up for work, there was some damage to one of our windows. It seems that at some point during the night or early in the morning of Monday, someone threw a brick through one of our windows. Hanging in front of the window was one of Larry Green’s beautiful stained glass windows, this one in the design of the United Church of Christ crest: the cross with the world and the phrase “that they may all be one.”
Quickly, Kurt and others worked to repair the damage. John McGrath came by and led Kurt in boarding up the broken window to prevent injury, further damage, and unauthorized building damage. Larry Green came by and worked with John to get the damaged stained glass piece back to his window, where he’s repairing it even now. We filed a police report, and found out that our neighbors across the street at Trinity Lutheran Church also sustained a broken window.
By the time I got into the office, after a Valentine’s brunch with my partner, all the damage was cleaned up and the stained glass was back in Larry’s workshop. When I called to check in, Larry let me know that that piece has been hanging in First Congregational’s building for nearly forty years, in a couple of different locations. I was glad to hear that Larry is likely going to be able to repair the piece and return it to it’s place: marking the door that many of us come and go through on Sunday mornings, blessing the passageway to the chapel, and reminding us all of the United Church of Christ’s call: finding places of oneness and connection in a broken and distraught world.
I don’t know why someone threw a brick through our window. I’m glad no one was hurt, and I’m glad it seems that all the damage is repairable. When I mentioned the damage to a friend, they reflected that there’s a lot of folks out there who have been hurt by the church. And that’s true: maybe all of us have had moments of anger and grief at the way a faith community has treated us, or abandoned us, or misunderstood us. And some of us have acted out of anger: sometimes for the holy and productive action of protest and change-making, and sometimes in more destructive ways.
I don’t know why someone threw a brick through our window, but I’m sure the person who threw the brick was a beloved child of God. I suspect they were having a really bad day, or a really bad night. Perhaps they were acting out some kind of vengeance against the broader church, an institution that had hurt them or abused them in some way. Perhaps they were instead angry at the world as it stands: letting the rage of oppression boil over into a personal act of destruction.
I hope that person learned, after the window smashed and the bricks flew, that they were still a beloved child of God, that they were still potentially a messenger of grace, that they were still worthy of love and celebration. I hope I get to hear their story someday.
And in the meantime, I will be blessed with the art on the plywood across the broken windows. I’ll be blessed when the workers repair the broken window. And I’ll be blessed by the image of Larry in his workshop, perhaps disappointed, but still faithfully working, rebuilding and repairing that which has been broken.
I hope you will join me in prayer: God, you who love broken things, gather up the broken pieces in our lives and hearts. Weave us together, bind us in community, restore us to places where the light can shine through us. Teach us to wield our anger with grace and love. Keep us angry about all the things that break your heart. Amen.
Take care,
Davi
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