Awakening Spirit Christian Church

Awakening Spirit Christian Church A vibrant, non-denominational, beloved community Church Someone needs to say it, so here I go: often, church sucks. What a mess. We can. We will. We are.

Church is supposed to be about love and grace, about loving God and helping our neighbors. Instead, some churches are about long fights over candle wax on the carpet, whether people can wear hats and a thousand other pointless things -- at least on the surface; the fights are always really about power and money. Maybe that's why Jesus said so little that was positive about organized religion. Awak

ening is an experiment; can we build a church free of the nonsense and dedicated to God and loving our neighbor? Can we build a church where the Minister isn't interested in scolding his congregation but instead walks with them as their faith grows and develops over the course of their lives? Can we build a faith community dedicated to pure democracy but unburdened by countless squabbling sub-committees and endless meetings? Can we build a beloved community of humble seekers curious about the life and work of a first century palestinian whose teachings shook the world to its very core? Welcome to Awakening. Come join us.

My mom passed on September 19, having lost a battle to cancer. I find myself without words, except to say that I loved h...
10/02/2024

My mom passed on September 19, having lost a battle to cancer. I find myself without words, except to say that I loved her dearly and miss her greatly. I was lucky to to tell her how much she meant to me before she died. I hope all of you have the same opportunity with your loved ones.

View Beverly Decker Reed's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

07/20/2022
Dear Senator McMorrow,As a old school progressive Christian minister I share your alarm and outrage at the hijacking of ...
04/25/2022

Dear Senator McMorrow,

As a old school progressive Christian minister I share your alarm and outrage at the hijacking of our faith.

Your speech was truly excellent, a passionate defense of the true Jesus Christ- the one I know- who reached out to the marginalized, practiced non-violence, hated greed and hypocrisy, said we could throw stones only when our slates were clean. Jesus was loving, compassionate and thoroughly decent- miles past the the paper thin, militarized, nationalistic, homophobic and misogynistic caricature the “christian” right worships.

It did my heart good to hear someone passionately and unapologetically defend Jesus as he was, not as it is currently politically expedient for the right to have him be.

I cannot look at the face of my LGBTQ neighbor and not see God there. I can not look at the faces of the women, poor, oppressed and marginalized in my congregation and not see the divine there. And having seen I will love them as Jesus instructed, as myself, with all the passion and vigor necessary. It is good to find someone else who understands the assignment.

Thank you again for your words. Please don’t ever give up hope, and know that when you need help it will be as abundant and close at hand as all the people who share your commitment to decency, kindness, and love. I think you will be pleasantly surprised to find there are lots of us.

Sincerely,

Rev. Jeff Stevens

Sen. McMorrow is standing firm against attacks on her LGBTQ support.

10/27/2021

{Chris}

08/27/2021

Heat

Hello my name is Jeff Stevens and I am the pastor at awakening spirit Christian church. If you’re having a hard time hearing me right now it’s because I am sitting in front of a Frigidaire model 1100 C air conditioner and it is going at full blast. The air conditioner is going full blast because the temperature here in Northern New England has risen to 81°. For people around here that’s about as hot as we expect hell could ever be (we’re kind of heat wimps in that way), and so the AC is on full blast so that everyone in this house won’t start doing their best wet wicked witch of the west impression, melting while cursing the sun and crying out “what will become of me and my beautiful wickedness?”

In New England the heat only means one thing. It means that a storm is coming, and judging by the heat now it’s going to be one wicked blowa. That’s Northern New England slang for “it’s going to be a bad one.” The worse the heat, the worse the storm that follows.

Why am I telling you this? I’m telling you this because in this country it’s getting hot politically, hot socially, and hot spiritually. How hot? Hot enough that a man was arrested after claiming on Facebook he was going to set off a bomb in front of the library of Congress, because his chosen candidate didn’t win the last election. How hot? So hot there’s a new disease that affects everybody across all sexes and races and ages and social strata religious orientation and political orientation, and some people, some leaders, see what otherwise seem to be common sense measures like mask wearing and getting vaccinated as political statements. So even when parents want to mandate masks for their kids it’s seen as an assault on liberty, and not the assertion of parental rights, or common sense. Judging from the amount of social spiritual and political heat we’re seeing this coming storm’s gonna be a wicked blowa.

To prepare for storms and other bad weather, we know what to do. Our generator is ready. We’ve stored up food and water. For the coming spiritual storm it would be wise to prepare too. Fortunately, what we need to do is clear: come together, support each other, include everyone, and, always, do everything guided by love.

That sounds easy, it won’t be. We live in a nation that has become more and more divided- hatred which used, in theory, to be relegated to the fringes, is now more or less the norm. If you haven’t gone on social media recently, don’t start now. It’s an ugly landscape. One side is now openly saying that if the other side other side gets Covid and dies they will have had it coming, while the other side insists that Covid is fake, the vaccine doesn’t work, and 600,000 dead Americans won’t convince them otherwise. Nurses and doctors are looking at triaging Covid cases before the now-filled ERs are overflowing. They have the Hippocratic oath to guide them, so until they get to a point of mass triage, thet will treat people vaccinated and unvaccinated alike. In our healthcare system though, hospitals are under no such restraint. And doctors have to do what they’re ordered to or risk termination.

So Covid is back. Isis is back too. This time the variant is named Isis K. You would think that Isis, an enemy of the United States for the past 20+ years, would energize us by its reemergence, make us feel that we’re all in this together again, rally us to fight a common enemy. That’s not what’s happening. From average citizens all the way up to the politicians, people are taking sides instead, tripping over each other to blame Biden or Trump, depending on which color jersey they wear in the combat sport that is what politics has become.

So there, I just saved you 40 hours or so of misery reading social media and listening to the “news.”

It’s not easy to act toward people with love in even the best of times. When your whole nation, maybe even the world, is sickened by hatred and division, poisoned by suspicion, handicapped by stupidity, hobbled since it abandoned reason, made crazy after it’s faith in humanity has disappeared- it becomes almost impossible. Yet, as a new phrase goes, here we are.

Here’s some tips to get you through, time tested by teachers trying to interpret religious meaning while caring deeply for people who aren’t listening, both while trying to steer people away from the dangerous hatred religion itself has fostered and towards a common sense stance of love, reason, calmness, compassion, and kindness.

First, be aware that you can’t fix crazy. The Christian take on this is that if you come to a house that will not listen to you, beat the dust off your sandals and get off that doorstep heading towards the next town. Some of the following techniques will just fall on deaf ears, and if they do move on. Some people just can’t hear, some can’t hear you right now, and others will disagree with you even if they have thought it all through. God (or nature, or evolution) gave people reason and the ability to make good decisions. She also gave them free will. You can ask people to quit shoving pickles up their noses putting spam on their heads and screaming at each other, but you shouldn’t expect guaranteed or immediate change.

Secondly talk about what you know. If you want someone to get vaccinated, for example, talk from your own experience. I was nervous as anything about it. I’m a diabetic and suffered from a heart attack and a stroke two years ago. Trying to heal me they discovered a brain tumor. Any medical anything gives me pause. This includes vaccines. But, I am blessed with a rather scientific sister, a veterinarian with two Ivy League degrees, who assumed that people could be reasoned with and went out and did the research- real research not Google- and came back to tell us that this vaccine had been in development for an awful long time, because over a decade ago we figured that a new virus would emerge and we should try to be prepared for it in advance.That sounded reasonable to me. So I went and got a vaccine. And I will go when more people have had their first doses and get a booster if that’s what my doctor recommends. For me, that’s logical and ethical, and hearing it from someone I trusted and loved, took. I still disagree with her on many things- she is my sister after all- but that doesn’t mean that I won’t listen to her now.

Lastly, have compassion. I know we’ve all become star-bellied sneetches and non-star-bellied sneetches of late, looking at each other askance- thinking the surface mark of a star is all we are and all we ever will be. It’s not. Each and every one of you is so much more than that. You’re all Stardust that stood upright and gained life and sentience and became a way for the universe to know itself. That right there is a hell of an accomplishment. I’m blessed again, I have a wife who reminds me of the simple fact constantly, because I am constantly forgetting it. In doing so she keeps me from spiraling down into hatred, madness, the rabbit hole of conspiracy thinking and stupid politics. She keeps me focused with that fact, trying to reach out, turning the other cheek no matter how often I get slapped for my trouble. That simple fact that my very existence is a miracle keeps me sane.

Think of that a lot. And while you’re at it be aware of the opportunity that presents itself to you now one of the greatest opportunities of your life. The opportunity in a time of chaos to act out of compassion, to interact with kindness, to love and love and love some more, Remember that people are more important than politics, that goodness is more important than taking a side, that life is more important than stoking the fires of division, that love is a much better way to live than hate. Finally, remember that this is not a game, this is the world that we live in, and what we do now shapes the kind of world that the generation that follows us live lives in. We have neither the right nor the time to be anything but our best selves to indulge anything but love.

Amen

07/19/2021

A sermon in two parts. This is part one. Part 2 is in the replies, I think.

I’ve always lived this take.  Personal, motherly, parental, human, real.  Happy Sunday.
07/11/2021

I’ve always lived this take. Personal, motherly, parental, human, real. Happy Sunday.

Written by Justin Roberts

06/26/2021

Hello again. Let’s talk about love shall we? And maybe a little bit of an introduction to who I am again, and to ASCC, but mostly about love.

04/25/2021

Hello, everyone and Happy Sunday! I’m thinking of gratitude today, and am so incredibly grateful for my home, my family, my friends, and life itself. My daughter turns 19 today, and I am beyond proud to be her father. Gratitude is the key to happiness. The more sincerely grateful you are the happier you will be (don’t look at me: I didn’t do it- it’s just how it seems to work). What are you grateful for today?

04/04/2021

Alleluia! Christ is Risen!

Happy Easter!

04/03/2021

Holy Saturday, April 3, 2021

It’s going to be a terrible day.

Holy Saturday is always terrible. Jesus is dead. His lifeless body has been dragged from the cross and now we, as his disciples, grieve. It’s often said that we are waiting, hoping, anticipating a miracle. But there’s no reason to hope for a miracle.

Two thousand years ago today, it looked like the Romans had won, the brutal forces of suppression and casual cruelty had won, the cynics had won. 2000 years ago today Jesus was dead, his mission of faith a failure, his talk of love proven empty. The mundane powers we give so much power to in our lives had triumphed in the end: only death and taxes are inevitable- love never had a chance.

Today we find ourselves in a similar situation. What does all this talk of love mean, when cops are getting killed while guarding the Capitol, people are shot when out shopping for groceries, and black Americans are getting killed for no reason at all? What place does faith have in this world of sickness, violence, cruelty and pain? How do we fight a system that values power, rewards cruelty, and runs on a high octane fuel of hatred, corruption and indifference- a world where politics triumph over faith, greed passes itself off as an ultimate good, and we perceive our very neighbors as enemies. That world has now crucified our leader, our rabbi, our friend, for the unforgivable “crime” of suggesting people be kind to each other for a change. What do we do now?

We grieve. On this terrible day we grieve. We’re no good at grieving of course, either then or now, so while the first disciples sank into despair, we try not to even acknowledge the depth of our loss. We white knuckle it- ignore the pain of loss and the feeling of being lost, set our sights towards Easter and pretend that Holy Saturday doesn’t count. We treat thus terrible day like any other, encouraged by the happy sermons of the countless clueless clergy, which have told us, since Palm Sunday at least, to focus on the coming resurrection, not the messiness of holy Saturday, that it will all be over soon.

But no one should die without being grieved- not you, not me, not Jesus, not God. Ancient cultures used to employ paid mourners for this purpose. So that someone was crying. So that someone was tearing her hair. So that someone was acknowledging the loss.

To not grieve is to show disrespect to the dead, to say their lives didn’t matter to us, to pretend we are, at last, unmoved. To fail to grieve is to fail to acknowledge the depth of our anguish, our frustration, our anger.

Now I know it’s going to be ok, and so do you. We’ve all seen this show before, more than once (this year marks my 52nd viewing), most of us often enough to become jaded to it. But if we become jaded, if we ignore our pain, ignore the things that are wrong in the world, we do ourselves a disservice, Jesus a disservice.

More than that, we let the crowd win, the priests win, the world win. Too soon seeking to comport of a promised resurrection, we lose the urge to struggle, to fight for love and peace and hope, to try to make things better, kinder more loving, more just. Without our pain, we don’t feel moved to righteous anger- we don’t acknowledge that we have lost a friend, and we don’t fight for what he told us was worth fighting for. Then maybe we fail to get our body between officer Chauvin’s knee and George Floyd’s neck. Then maybe we fail to reach out to our neighbors who need us, recognizing their pain, instead of withdrawing into our own private hells. They maybe we turn our backs on refugee families seeking a better life within our borders, become indifferent to our leaders’ corruption, harden our hearts to the suffering of nurses and doctors trying to guide us though a pandemic alive. Then maybe we throw up our hands in the face of an unjust and badly broken world, and just let it win.

That’s not my wish for us today. My wish for us is to grieve, to sit with the loss and the anger and despair, to let it move us, change us, spur us to action, so that tomorrow, when we wake to the happy news that Christ has come again, we venture out into the world determined to connect meaningfully with each other, to fight for the weak, to stand for what’s good, to struggle against injustice, to welcome all into our church, our hearts, our lives, to focus on good, to make God the center of our lives, to spread love and laughter and forgiveness in a world lacking in both. Tomorrow, Christ rises. Today we grieve.

Amen.

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