It was a cold February morning in 1940
when Rev. Waitstill Sharp and his wife, Martha, were photographed leaving
Boston for New York and then France. The photograph shows Waitstill in a
suit and tie, and his wife, Martha, in a dark hat and gloves with a large
corsage on the left side of her jacket. Both are smiling and waving. When I
look at their photograph, they seem so poignantly average to me. Two young
people sailing overseas.
But the Sharps were not just sailing
overseas. They were two Unitarians, sent by the newly formed Unitarian
Service Committee (or USC), to aid Czechoslovakian Unitarian refugees in
France. Upon arrival in New York the Sharps discovered that France had
surrendered to Germany. So they flew instead to Lisbon, and established the
USC headquarters there.
For the next year the Sharps worked out of
Lisbon, funneling refugees to America and safety. In October 1940 Waitstill
Sharp used his wife's return ticket to America to smuggle the German
novelist, Lion Feuchtwanger, who was fleeing the Nazis, out of Europe. When
Feuchtwanger safely arrived in Boston he spoke to the Unitarian Club,
explaining his plight, and those of so many other refugees
Helpless and bound, we feared to be
forgotten, stagnant water split from the streams of life; we feared to
be left to anonymous annihilation; and this fear paralyzed us . . . Even
today it seems like a dream when I think of the hour, long before
sunrise, when secretive and conspiring, I drove to a gloomy station.
There I addressed a total stranger, known to me by description only,
introduced myself to him under an assumed name which, for the next few
weeks, had to be my name, and that stranger - he was your Mr. Sharp -
answered "Fine. Splendid that you have come. Now let's go." And so, he
took my fate into his hands.
Like so many other refugees who turned to
the USC in need. Later that same year, Martha returned to America with
twenty-eight refugee children who were placed in American homes. Throughout
the war the USC operated in Lisbon, assisting refugees and intellectuals in
their escape to freedom.
So why am I telling you this story on a
Sunday when you were promised a sermon on the chalice? Because our flaming
chalice was designed by an Austrian refugee and artist named Hans Deutsch,
who was also rescued by the USC. Fleeing the Nazis, Deutsch escaped to
France and then to Portugal. Before the USC made possible his final escape
to America in 1941, Deutsch designed the flaming chalice as a symbol for the
USC. The Service Committee and Deutsch explained its creation with these
words "The symbol represents a chalice, with a flame burning in the holy oil
of helpfulness and sacrifice - spreading warmth and light and hope." Out of
humanitarian need and effort our chalice was born.
The symbols of flame and chalice were well
chosen. Fire or flame is an ancient symbol that appears in many religions,
symbolizing everything from destruction and rebirth to purity and wisdom. In
astrology, fire is one of the four major elements. In mythology the phoenix
rises from the flames. The Buddha advises "Be lamps unto yourselves." As
Rev. Elwood Sturtevant, one of my colleagues in the district explains
Fire [is] an ancient symbol of the
Spirit of Truth, the Spirit of God, connected with the Holy Spirit in
Christianity, the burning bush in Judaism, the supreme Lord of Wisdom in
Zoroastrian traditions, and purification and sacrifice in many
traditions. [It is also connected to] the light of liberty, of learning,
the flame of wisdom [the Statue of Liberty].
The flaming chalice lights the way before
us, offering knowledge, truth, divinity, compassion, and hope.
The chalice cup has even more meaning.
Elwood notes that the chalice is also an ancient symbol "in Christianity[it
was a symbol of the] communion, the cup of the Last Supper and the Holy
Grail; the Cup of Elijah in the Passover seder, also a pre-Christian
feminine symbol of fertility, abundance . . . and creativity." For
Unitarians the chalice also carries the story of priest, reformer, and
martyr, Jan Hus.
Hus was a Czechoslovakian born in 1369.
Although neither a Unitarian nor a Universalist, Hus lived and died by
principles held dear within our faith today, a free and responsible search
for truth and meaning, equality among clergy and laity, and the cup of
salvation offered for all.
Hus's troubles began with his preaching
and writing. As Jack Mendelsohn explains
Hus was a remarkable scholar and
priest, his intellectual keenness matched by a deep and independent
spirit. His heresy was in believing that the church was primarily for
the people not the priests. He translated the Bible into Czech
(forbidden by church authorities). He served the chalice of communion
wine to his parishioners (also forbidden by church authorities). He
brought religion into the hearts of people's lives. He preached in
Czech, not in Latin (scandalizing the authorities), and in a
consistently earthy vein, close to the bone of personal and political
life. He believed that if God intended to be revealed by Latin theology,
"we would all have been born with doctorates."
In a time when the majority of people were
uneducated and priests conducted services in Latin, the faithful came to
masses only understanding the power of the soaring cathedrals where they
worshipped. Comfort was taken from ritual in which much of the meaning could
not be understood. Into this absence of comfort and information, Hus
preached in the vernacular, translated the Bible so that those who are able
to read could understand the words themselves instead of just relying on the
translation of the religious authorities, and finally, he offered the
communion cup to the laity.
In this way he lived our principles of
justice, equality and compassion in human relationships, a free and
responsible search for truth and meaning, and the right of individual
conscience. As much as Hus defended free thought and action, he was
motivated out of an old humanist love for humanity, the same love he gave to
God and Christianity.
In 1410 several of Hus's books were banned
on the grounds of heresy and Hus was excommunicated. In 1415 Hus was
promised safe passage to a church council meeting. But when he arrived he
was imprisoned, tried, and condemned to die at the stake, such an unjust
cruelty. Yet this is what would happen to so many of the Protestant
reformers in years to come-promised safe passage and then betrayed and
condemned.
There is an extraordinary story told that
while Hus was bound at the stake he made a pun on his name, which means
"goose" in Czech. He said "Today you are burning a goose, but out of my
ashes will be born a swan whom you will not burn!" Hus was right. The
phoenix would rise from the ashes. As Europe discovered during the
Protestant Reformation, you can kill people, but not ideas.
Hus's ideas and memory lived on in his
native Czechoslovakia. In 1419 the Hussite Wars began when the followers of
Hus continued to challenge the papal authorities. Some of his followers took
to wearing the flaming chalice on their clothes symbolizing the flames that
had killed Hus and the cup of communion he offered to all believers.
We can kill people, but not ideas. Hus
continues to live with us when we light our chalice. It seems fitting that
when Waitstill and Martha Sharp left in 1940 to help Czechoslovakian
Unitarian refugees, the very descendants of Hus, the spirit of their
enterprise grew to include non-Unitarians as well. A goose was killed, and
out of its ashes a swan was born.
In an association with so few symbols and
rituals, it is important to remind ourselves that as much as we are
independent individuals, we are also a community with shared values. We are
not alone.
I am reminded of Tommie's words
The chalice is a constant in our
denomination. Artists and designers have created it in a variety of
shapes and forms, but it is always recognizable as the symbol of
Unitarian-Universalism. More than a logo or a "signature piece", it
represents something unifying in a faith where diversity of belief and
freedom from dogma is of prime importance. I believe that UU Christians,
humanists, agnostics, earth-centered spiritualists and others are able
to come together for worship, reflection, and intellectual stimulation
and share the connection represented by the flame of the chalice. I
immediately feel at home when I visit another UU congregation and
experience the chalice being incorporated into its worship and
elsewhere.
It is good to have a symbol that is both
unifying and diverse, a symbol that authentically represents who we are, a
group of religious seekers with shared values of truth, freedom, compassion,
and hope. The chain is not always obvious. We are not an association that
can trace its history through scriptural interpretations, councils, and
religious leaders. We are an association that traces its history through a
continuity of ideas like freedom and religious innovation. The chain is not
always obvious, but it is there, from Hus to the Sharps, to Deutsch, to
Tommie, to you and to me.
Even more, our flaming chalice honors our
commitment to religious expression and action. This past week I spoke with a
fellow UU, Leslie Edwards. Leslie is the grandson of W. H. G. Carter, who I
will be preaching on in February. While discussing his grandfather, Leslie
said to me "I love the chalice, and not letting the truth die. It is a
symbol I can zero in on. The chalice is lit and it needs support to keep the
flame from going out. This is what we have to be about, giving the flame
support."
I was very moved by Leslie's description.
We light and support the flame. We are responsible for it. We keep Unitarian
Universalism alive. We find inspiration in our faith, we act on it in the
world, and we return to the cup of life offered here, the spark of hope, the
flame of truth, to fill us once again.
Like many UU congregations, the symbol of
the flaming chalice has existed for decades, but has only been incorporated
into worship in the last twenty years or so. First Church began to regularly
use the chalice in the early 1990's, and our current chalice was designed by
Jerry Cavanaugh.
For the next two months we will be
experimenting with a new chalice ritual. Instead of hearing short
biographies of members before lighting the chalice, we will listen to words
that honor our heritage and remind us of who we are and why we gather here.
As the chalice is lit there will be music. Occasionally the choir will sing.
Sometimes when the children are with us we will sing together.
Mostly the chalice lighting will be a time
to center and remind ourselves of our shared purpose, while deepening into
worship with one another. At the end of the service the chalice will be
extinguished until it is rekindled next week. It recently came to the
Worship Committee's attention that the chalice can not be seen by everyone
in its current position. We don't have an answer for that yet, but we might
experiment with its placement as well.
When we light the chalice the first people
I remember are Hans Deutsch, Waitstill and Martha Sharp, Lion Feuchtwanger,
and twenty-eight young children. Perhaps their numbers are not great, their
names less than famous. But they were average people, like you and I, moved
by both desperation and the conviction of their liberal faith to give to
those in need, to help those who were helpless and bound. They are our
legacy and our future, a testament to our faith and our beloved community.
We are a rich and vibrant association with
a full history and tradition. Let's honor and use it. Our flaming chalice
began with a Service Committee to aid refugees. Created by one of those
escaping refugees, the flaming chalice is an ancient symbol of God, truth,
purity, wisdom, sacrifice, and renewal. It is both a remembrance of Jan Hus
and religious and intellectual freedom, and a reminder of our diversity and
unity. Together we tend the flame by supporting Unitarian Universalism, the
Unitarian Universalist Service Committee who is celebrating their 60th
anniversary of good works in America and around the world, and First Church.
When our chalice is lit I am proud to be a Unitarian Universalist. Former
Secretary General of the United Nations, Dag Hammarskjold, once wrote "Each
morning we must hold out the chalice of our being to receive, to carry, and
to give back." Such is our legacy. May it always be so.