The Shooting in Our Knoxville, Tennessee Church

                                                        Sermon Delivered at All Souls Community Church
                                                                Grand Rapids, Michigan August 3, 2008

                                                                             Copyright © 2008

                                                              The Reverend Doctor Brent A. Smith


                                                                                  READINGS

   There are four readings this morning from the history of the relationship of religion and violence in general, all from the particular history of our faith tradition. Lest one presume we have been just the recipients of violence, one is included where we participated in the killing. The first is from the condemnation and execution of Michael Servetus, a Spaniard of the 16th century hailed by some as the first modern Unitarian and author of the text, On the Errors of the Trinity. It was Servetus’ dissent against the orthodox Christian doctrine of the Trinity – Jesus as deity – that earned him his death at the hands of John Calvin. The second reading describes the trial of Sarah Good, the first of the 17th century Salem “witches” to be tried, convicted, and killed. It was our Puritan spiritual forbears who brought about this violence upon both women and men. The third reading concerns the murder of Unitarian minister, Rev. James Reeb during the activity in Selma, Alabama in 1965. It is told by Unitarian Rev. Orloff Miller, who joined with Reeb and Rev. Clark Olson on that momentous night. The final reading is of the words of Rev. Bill Sinkford, President of the Unitarian Universalist Association, at a candlelight vigil the day after the shootings in one of our Knoxville, Tennessee congregations.
 

The condemnation and execution of Michael Servetus

   The replies from the churches at length arrived. The Councils had with one accord referred the matter to their pastors, and the latter, though expressing themselves in differing terms and in guarded language, urged that Servetus was plainly guilty, and that all due means ought to be used to rid the churches of him, especially lest they get a bad reputation for harboring heretics. In the face of such unanimous advice there was but one action to be taken, and after a few days’ delay it was voted that Servetus be condemned to be taken to the suburb of Champel and there be burned alive the following day, together with his books. Burning had for centuries been the penalty for heresy under the law of the Empire, and when Calvin revised the laws at Geneva he had let this law stand unchanged. In the present case he tried to get beheading substituted for burning, but the matter had passed beyond his control. When the sentence was announced to Servetus he broke down completely, for he had expected acquittal, or at the worst only banishment; but he soon regained composure, sent for Calvin, and begged his forgiveness. Farel, minister at Neuchatel, had that morning arrived at Calvin’s behest. He tried to get Servetus to renounce his errors and thus save his life. But Servetus remained true to his convictions, only begging for another form of death, lest the suffering at the stake cause him at last weakly to recant. Farel accompanied him to the place of execution, where a large crowd had gathered, and there he died with a prayer upon his lips (October 27, 1553).

Proceedings Against Sarah Good

   Sarah married a former indentured servant, Daniel Poole. Poole died sometime after 1682, leaving Sarah only debts, which some sources credit her with creating for Poole. Regardless of the cause of the debt, Sarah and her second husband, William Good, were held responsible for paying it. A portion of their land was seized and sold to satisfy their creditors, and shortly thereafter they sold the rest of their land, apparently out of dire necessity. By the time of the trials, Sarah and her husband were homeless, destitute and she was reduced to begging for work, food, and shelter from her neighbors.

   Good was one of the first three women to be brought in at Salem on the charge of witchcraft... She fit the prevailing stereotype of the malefic witch quite well. Good's habit of scolding and cursing neighbors who were unresponsive to her requests for charity generated a wealth of testimony at her trials. At least seven people testified as to her angry muttering and general turbulence after the refusal of charity. Particularly damaging to her case, was her accusation by her daughter. Four- year-old Dorcas Good (Sarah's only child) was arrested on March 23, gave a confession, and in so doing implicated her mother as a witch. At the time of her trial, Good was described as "a forlorn, friendless, and forsaken creature, broken down by wretchedness of condition and ill-repute."

   Good was executed on July 19. She failed to yield to judicial pressure to confess, and showed no remorse at her execution. In fact, in response to an attempt by Minister Nicholas Noyes to elicit a confession, Good called out from the scaffolding, "You are a liar. I am no more a witch than you are a wizard, and if you take away my life God will give you blood to drink." Her curse seems to have come true. Noyes died of internal hemorrhage, bleeding profusely at the mouth. Despite the seemingly effectiveness of her curse, it likely just further convinced the crowds of her guilt.

The Murder of James Reeb

   When the telegram came from Dr. Martin Luther King asking ministers of all faiths to come to Selma… [those] of us went without even a toothbrush because we thought it was a one-day event. Nevertheless, when Dr. King asked if we could remain a few days, a number of us decided to stay.

… Jim Reeb, Clark Olson, and I (Orloff Miller) decided to have dinner together… After dinner, as we [three white men] started walking across the street, there appeared four or five white men yelling at us… we did not look across at them, but we quickened our pace… One of them was carrying a club, and Clark said he turned around and saw the club just as it was swung. Jim Reeb, who was closest to the curb, caught the full impact of that blow on the side of his head…

[James Reeb died enroute to the hospital.]

   It’s a terrible thing to have to say, but for some reason it took the death of a white clergyman to turn things around.
-Rev. Orloff Miller

   “What you want is the nation to be upset when anybody is killed, “said Black Activist Stokely Carmichal, “but it almost seems that for this to be recognized, a white person must be killed.” At Reeb’s funeral Dr. King gave the eulogy, saying, “God still has a way of bringing good out of evil,” and “by placing himself alongside the disinherited black brethren of this [nation]… he demonstrated the conscience of the nation… [and] was an attorney for the defense of the innocent.”

The Murder of Greg McKendry and Linda Kraeger

   We live in a society where there are differences of opinion, and Unitarian Universalism and our congregations here have a long history of standing on the side of love, of standing up for justice and saying everyone should be welcome, and saying that we are churches that welcome all souls, not just some souls. And that’s a deep religious calling for us, and the Tennessee Valley church and the Westside church and Unitarian Universalism are not going to change living our religion that way. We simply are not.

   And you know what? More of the people in this sanctuary here tonight, would say the same things: that we need to be willing to stand up and stand on the side of that larger love which can help us move through these difficult times, resulting from this tragedy, but [also] these difficult times for our world, right now.
-Reverend Bill Sinkford, President of the UUA


                                                    PRAYER

   O God, in whose eternal love do rest the spirits of all thy children, we praise and bless thy name for the great company of those who, having walked with us in this life, have gone before us into thy world of light.

   For Thou hast encompassed us about with a mighty cloud of witnesses: thy saints and prophets, courageous men and heroic women, and little children, all those most dear, who speak within our hearts of hope and trust and love.

   And especially do we give thanks for Greg McKendry and Linda Kraeger who witnessed in their lives for their trust in the breadth of Love and the wideness of Mercy, and gave their lives for that trust. Bless their names to thy continual keeping, and save their earthly lives within the eternity of thine own.

   And watch over Joe Barnhart, Jack Barnhart, Betty Barnhart, Linda Chavez, John Worth, Jr., Tammy Sommers, and Allison Lee. Aid in the healing of their physical wounds inflicted when they stood up for Love and Mercy. And walk with those in our Knoxville Churches who have been traumatized by a heinous act. And especially, O God, walk with and bless the children. And walk with all those everywhere who find themselves the unwitting target for religious intolerance and hatred. And heal the spirit of the shooter, Jim Adkisson, from the malice and hatred of his soul’s sickness, which has taken from him the capacity to see your Divine Likeness in human beings and blinded him to the Love you have for all souls. It is the capacity to see these things and shape the world by them that makes us fully human.

   O God, we do not presume to know thy children as thou knowest them. But, we do give thee thanks for all those secret, mysterious completions of life beyond our understanding but known by thee: the hidden service human beings render to one another in private; the petitions for thy support and comfort that are concealed in the recesses of the human heart; the cry of our souls in pain and in joy; and the benediction of thy peace which always comes at last.

   Now may thy children, Greg McKendry and Linda Kraeger, rest in peace. May the people of the Knoxville Unitarian Universalist churches know that peace which passes all human understanding. For in the midst of walking in the valley of the shadow of death, their eyes have seen also a glory, and their hearts have known and given love, and the lives of all souls living and dead remain a blessing.
Amen.

                                                     SERMON

   Some of life’s events do not lend themselves to the easy interpretation of cause and effect. The joy of scientific discovery is to give a reasoned explanation to what appeared previously as randomly unconnected phenomenon. Religious faith, though, dwells in another realm of human existence than cause and effect because it is not science. And that is not a certain weakness but a different kind of strength. Religious faith takes as its raw materials the grand confusions and great unanswerable events from which we are driven to create and discover meaning. Where science is about explanation, answering the “Why?” and the “How?” of a larger scheme of understanding, religion is about the kind of meaning which can attach itself after an event. Sometimes experiences occasion unspeakable pain and sorrow, and the initial response to these kinds of events is to declare them senseless. This is understandable about us. But it is precisely at that point that a spiritual reading begins because it is necessary and needed. Humanity cannot exist devoid of meaning.

   Last Sunday my wife and I landed in Springfield, Illinois, a mini-vacation to the hometown of Abraham Lincoln. Abraham and Mary Lincoln married in Springfield and began their life together there. It was a life of multiple sorrows, as history often tells it. They buried one young son in Springfield. They left their longtime friends there to go to Washington, the White House, and the Civil War’s agonizing reckoning of our racist peddling in human flesh. They buried another young son while in the White House, and last Monday Pat and I stood at the train depot in Springfield where the Lincolns departed under the echo of Abraham’s apocryphal words that we repeat every Lincoln Sunday in this church:

   To this place (Springfield), and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Trusting in that Divine Being, who can go with me, and remain with you and be everywhere for good, let us confidently hope that all will yet be well. I now leave, not knowing when, or whether ever, I may return...

   Of course, he returned. He came back in a casket. History does not record the everyday joys of the Lincoln’s family life, but the obvious sorrow is overwhelming. There is always more than what is obvious and initially overwhelming.

   I heard the news about our Knoxville Church on television Monday morning. A man entered the sanctuary of the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church and opened fire on the 200+ worshippers gathered. The shooter was subdued by an usher, but not before he had murdered the usher, Greg McKendry, as well as Linda Kraeger, a member of nearby Westside Unitarian Universalist Church who was visiting that morning. As of the writing of this sermon Joe Barnhart, Jack Barnhart, Betty Barnhart, Linda Chavez, John Worth, Jr., Tammy Sommers, and Allison Lee were identified as injured victims of the shooting. No children were hurt though they were preparing for a Children’s Pageant as the morning worship.

   In a Candlelight Vigil held the next evening at the adjacent Presbyterian Church members of the area’s Unitarian Churches were joined by the interfaith community to grieve and begin the process of putting order and meaning back into their existence. It is there that our Unitarian Universalist Association President, Rev. Bill Sinkford, spoke the words that ended our readings this morning after voicing what all initially felt. The event was senseless.

   But a spiritual reading of things demands it not remain thus.

   In a rambling four page letter the shooter had identified “the liberal movement” as the source and object of his murderous rage. He went to that church to unleash that rage with 75 rounds of ammunition. He chose a specific church not at random, because he knew that congregation and our faith tradition. His ex-wife had been a member several years before, and when they were married, he and she had hosted a few church gatherings and traveled to various Unitarian Universalist summer camps run throughout the country. He was particularly enraged about our view of gay men and lesbian women. The minister of that church regularly wrote essays in the local paper, and the congregation regularly sponsored support groups and community educational events concerning issues of tolerance, reason, and freedom. And he chose this church as the symbol of what he called, “the liberal movement,” rather than, say, a liberal political rally or liberal political party offices. He chose this church although in my 25 years of ministry, and in serving and consulting with over 100 of our 1000 churches, I have yet to find one which didn’t possess political conservatives as well as liberals. And votes for McCain and Obama and other candidates, will come from this congregation, too.

   In events that cause such deep pain and dislocation that we at first call them senseless we often first look for an Ultimate reason to be hidden inside the senseless. In senseless personal traumas we often first look to what might be God’s Will inside of what happened, even though that can make the Divine into something bloodthirsty. Lincoln resisted this in refusing to claim God’s Will was on his side in killing Confederate soldiers, and he humbly admitted he did not know why God was allowing the bloodshed to continue. We just do not know the Divine reasons inside of human events. Because it is initially senseless by our first reckoning does not mean ascribing Divine reasons to its insides makes it any more meaningful.

   One could look at the stated reasons of the shooter for “Why?”, to vanquish “the liberal movement” by starting with that church. But why would we look for sense come from someone who senselessly brought 75 rounds of ammunition and began unloading it in a worship service where children would perform from the musical Annie, “I love you tomorrow”? Sense and meaning do not come from derangement.

   Yet, sense and meaning must be made of it. We are driven toward that. Time and tomorrow drive us toward that. At this very moment the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church is having a rededication service in that sanctuary. They are trying to create meaning from an event so horrific that members require counseling from a nationally composed Trauma Response Team, and a number of the members cannot even step into the sanctuary this morning for worship at their own church! If meaning is not created from this the living will have been forsaken and those who died will have done so in vain. The event now cries out for meaning larger than what God wills or wants – which, of course, we can never know – and something other than letting the shooter declare the sense of it all.

A spiritual reading of things is demanded of us who remain.

   In human history, in American history, murders in holy places like temples or churches are not uncommon. We imagine that places where the holy is lifted up and sacred pronouncements made, should be immune. It doubly offends, which can lead the pious idealist to despair and the cynical nihilist to blame religion itself as the cause.

   But neither the pious idealist nor the cynical nihilist gives a spiritual reading of things. And that’s what is needed: A spiritual reading.

   The psychologist or psychiatrist would search for the interpersonal conflict that yielded this particular form of derangement in the shooter. The sociologist would seek out the economic and class and societal trends. The political analyst would probe the divisive, partisan landscape. But here we are called to give a theological interpretation towards gaining a religious meaning to the spiritual qualities derived in the event. We are called to give a spiritual reading of matters.

   We cannot know the Ultimate reason, “Why?” because no human being knows the mind and will of the Almighty, but we can ask what Ultimate meanings are revealed from the perspective of time and history; the weeks and months and years that follow. Burning Michael Servetus for having challenged the Christian Church’s doctrinal declarations of truth is an event that means more than what his executioner, John Calvin, saw it to mean at that moment. That is the theological interpretation we can and must make. We cannot know what will come to be called sacred about this event because no human being knows what tomorrow will bring, let alone how this event will be remembered, or whether it will be remembered at all. Executing Sarah Good for unconventionalities and non-conformities has come to mean something very different than what the Puritan establishment declared they were doing at the time. That is its religious meaning. And the Spirit is an elusive thing, and what human beings often deem as spiritual are transient qualities that pass away. Two of our clergy saw a brother’s spirit snuffed out by a baseball bat 43 years ago, and what abides, what is larger than any single, mortal, finite human life, is different than what the swinger of that bat declared justified his act. What is eternal is what a spiritual reading of things is aimed at.

   And this is what we seek to create, articulate, and proclaim and live by, as a way to remember and honor people whom we did not know personally, but with whom we share something deeper than words and wider than physical distance. It is more than just the random chaos of existence at work when we realize it could have been this church and me. What is it about what we do, what is it that we represent, what we are as individuals and a congregation and a faith tradition spanning the centuries, which is larger than any one single life amongst us?

   Greg McKendry was not killed after publicly declaring himself a heretic as Servetus did. Linda Kraeger was not murdered after having been accused by others of non-conforming beliefs as was Sarah Good. And last Sunday there probably was no one who was injured or in attendance who thought themselves thrusting their lives into a risky protest on behalf of the unfair treatment of others as James Reeb, Clark Olson, and Orloff Miller. Ms. Kraeger traveled across town to one of the other Unitarian Universalist churches in Knoxville to see the Children’s Pageant. Mr. McKendry went to his Unitarian Universalist Church to pass out programs and collect the offertory as he promised he would. It is conceivable that no one thought the day would contain more religious meaning than rising, reading the paper, attending worship, and brunch and household chores and preparing for the grind of the work week.

   But Mr. McKendry, as an usher, was a Guardian of the Divine meanings of our faith tradition. He was a hero for having leaped upon the shooter and prevented him from discharging more rounds into the congregation. He heroically guarded the congregation and in so doing, guarded what our faith tradition represents. I imagine he arose thinking he would only do the usual duties of an usher that day. But he came to give his life guarding the spiritual fact that all souls are holy because each is made in an image of the Divine. Gay, straight, black, white, yellow, red, old, young, poor, rich, every individual is a child of the same Divine Parent and this is the Ultimate meaning of last Sunday. Individuals are more holy than the creeds and sacraments of religion, more holy than what the doctrines others demand conformity to, and more holy than the demarcations of society and the divisive ways of human social arrangements.

   And Ms. Kraeger, in traveling from one of our churches to another, was an Emissary of the Sacred. She went to another of our congregations to support the children of that sister church in performing songs as part of worship. Maybe unbeknownst to her, for how could she know, but her simple act of affection ended up heralding the presence of the Sacred. Love is an inheritance not just for the children of her home church, but of a neighbor church, and not for just some souls, but for all souls. She died heralding something larger than her own singular life, her own individual congregation, her own hometown, nation, and finite and mortal existence. She revealed an Affection larger than the personal affection that drove her to a neighboring congregation’s worship. What is Sacred is not bounded by space, nor by time, as we mere mortals are. This Love, which is present for all souls, is of substance Divine. And even when human beings cannot or will not, God loves all souls.

   The Spiritual Freedom that is expressing itself through the liturgy of the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church this morning as they seek to rededicate their sanctuary by liberating it of the false doctrine that death is its own final victory, is the same Spiritual Freedom being expressed through the Westside Unitarian Universalist Church, and here at All Souls Community Church. For Spiritual Freedom is an inheritance not just for the children of one church, but as the legacy and meaning that makes sense of all human life in all times and places. Through Love, the human form divine can be liberated from the senseless burdens that deem death the final victor. It is not the only truth that makes sense of human existence, but it is the truth that we represent through our expressions of worship and community. It is the Good News we offer to the world.

   Greg McKendry and Linda Kraeger, one a Guardian of the Divine and the other an Emissary of the Spirit, died to make men and women holy. Let us rededicate ourselves to live to make all souls free.


Amen.