Caravan Counseling, a resource ministry of NSBC, is offering an open, quiet place available to the community for those who desire to sit, reflect, be centered, pray, or meditate during Election Day. All are welcome!
The meditation space will be available on Tuesday, November 6th, with drop-in times from 10am-8pm in Nambu Chapel, across from the polling area.
The church address is:
North Shore Baptist Church
5244 N. Lakewood Ave
Chicago, IL 60640
By Rev. Kathryn Ray
"Jesus entered Jericho and was passing through. A man was there by the name of Zacchaeus; he was a chief tax collector and was wealthy. He wanted to see who Jesus was, but because he was short he could not see over the crowd. So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore-fig tree to see him, since Jesus was coming that way. When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, "Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I must stay at your house today."... Zacchaeus stood up and said to the LORD, "Look, LORD! Here and now I give half of my possessions to the poor, and if I have cheated anybody out of anything, I will pay back four times the amount." Jesus said to him, "Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham." -from Luke 19
Public benefits offices are among the most hellish devised by human hands. These are the places you go to apply for food assistance, Medicaid, or financial assistance with housing and utilities. Where you wait for four to six hours under harsh fluorescent lighting in hard plastic chairs, surrounded by dozens of other people who are stressed and in pain, all to spend five minutes with someone who may or may not understand exactly what services you are requesting.
On my most recent visit, a security guard stood up in front of the dozens of people who had come to line up an hour, two hours before the office opened. He told us:
“Listen, I know you have problems and you’re suffering. I’m not here to hear your story. I really hope you get better, but I don’t care. I’m just here to take your names to send you upstairs as quickly as possible.”
As appalling as that may sound, I couldn’t fault him. These employees have to work at this place day after day. They are constantly faced with desperation, pain, and deep need. They don’t have near the resources they require to actually meet those needs. So they find ways to protect themselves, both logistically and emotionally. We all do this. We all find ways to steel our hearts in the face of deep need.
It makes me wonder: What if, instead of sending my tax dollars to the government to allocate to those in need, I put it aside and kept it. And I was told, we’re sending people who need assistance with food and medicine to you. You decide how to apportion the money. You decide who gets what. How would I do it? How would I manage, both logistically and emotionally?
I ask, because this is the situation in which Zacchaeus is now in.
It’s easy to see this story as a kind of Christmas Carol. Zacchaeus is the Scrooge whose heart has opened, “fluttered and so glowing with his good intentions.” He buys Christmas dinner. Everybody rejoices, and God bless us everyone.
That’s not how it’s going to work.
Zacchaeus is opening his door to a world of hurt and need that goes farther and deeper than even his abundant financial resources can meet. He has committed to giving half his possessions to the poor. Jericho is a city, and there are lots of people in need there. How does he choose whom to help? How much does each person get?
What happens when they come back the next day?
What happens when- God forbid- they are not grateful for what they are getting from this wealthy man who has cheated people for so many years?
Zacchaeus is opening a public benefits office, of which he is the sole proprietor. God help him.
But of course, that’s the point. He’s doing this because God helped him. He has, more literally than any of us, found Jesus. He wanted to see who Jesus was, and now he has. He has been converted and convicted.
Father Gustavo Gutierrez, the Latin American priest who galvanized the liberation theology movement, calls conversion a starting place, a break with the life lived up to that point. Note that, according to this definition, conversion is not primarily a change of religious identity. Rather, it is the beginning of a new spiritual journey.
For a prime example of someone who was truly converted, Father Gutierrez looks to Archbishop Oscar Romero of El Salvador, who just last week was being canonized as a Catholic saint. Romero was already a believer and a Christian leader. His conversion to the cause of Christ happened when he got woke to the realities of the people that he was called to minister to. He was torn out of an upper-class, academic world in which he was quite comfortable and placed in a new world, the world of the poor.
That world was described by a member of our Hispanic congregation at last week’s service for lamentation and healing in the wake of the Laquan McDonald case. She said, “We were jailed, we were put in dungeons where, supposedly, we had disappeared. And our only commitment was to work for our people.”
Romero’s conversion moved him to speak out, like the biblical prophets before him, against the systems that crushed the poor into the ground. This kind of authentic conversion is not something that happens in a single moment, once and for all. Father Gutierrez reminds us this. Rather, it is ongoing process. A process that includes stumbling blocks and temptations to turn back.
If Zacchaeus is to truly commit himself to the poor at the level he proposes, he will not be able to simply give money to those in need and turn away again. Once he opens his door to that flood of need, it cannot easily be shut. He will have to attend deeply to the stories and the hurts of the people. He will listen to them, he will know them, and he will be changed. Father Gutierrez gives that kind of relationship a name. He calls it solidarity.
Zacchaeus will doubt. He will not know the way forward. If he does it right, he will, sometimes, be taken advantage of. And his heart will be broken again and again.
He will not be enough. He will eventually fail and burn out. He will have to steel himself, guard his heart, like the workers in that public benefits office.
Unless he finds a community to do it with him. That, my friends, is #whyIgivetoNSBC. Our giving of ourselves interweaves us in relationship with one another. It draws us together into a deeper commitment, a solidarity with one another and with the world around us.
Together, as a church, we can truly face our continual need for conversion. We can stay strong as we continually open our hearts to the needs of those around us. We can stay creative as we ask together how we might commit ourselves anew to the task of solidarity with those in need in pain.
Siblings, on this road of solidarity that we walk together, we will struggle, we will feel doubt and fear, and our hearts will be broken again and again.
But through it all, the Spirit of God goes with us. She holds us up through the love and support that we give one another. As we love each other with loyalty and forgiveness, as we share joys and heartaches, and care for each other in times of need.
That is the mandate of our church covenant, which you can find in your bulletin today. It is a holy promise to walk with one another in and with those around us in the way of Christ, on the road of solidarity.
Together, may we follow Zacchaeus in giving deeply of ourselves, and in so doing, follow in the footsteps of Jesus.
 In the Company of the Poor: Conversations with Dr. Paul Farmer and Fr. Gustavo Gutierrez, ed. Michal Griffina and Jennie Weiss Block (Maryknoll: Orbis Books, 2013), p. 71.
By Rev. Kathryn Ray
Sunday morning coffee hour has always felt to me like a great act of weaving in and out between different worlds. There is a constant vaivén, the swaying back and forth between English and Spanish, interspersed with what few words of Karen I know that are always received with grace. It is a moving in and out of worlds, mediated both by language and by physical space. This person gets a hug; another gets a handshake; another, a kiss on the cheek.
I’ll never forget the moment when I was coming up from Hispanic worship and ran into Cecilia Poenyunt. As I had been kissing people on the cheek all morning, I moved in towards her face, until an alarm went off in my brain shouting “ABORT! ABORT! ABORT!” At the last second, I extended my hand for a handshake. What is a warm greeting for one is an intrusion into the physical space of another. This place never fails to keep me on my toes.
This story has always embodied an essential component of my experience at NSBC. With every encounter with another individual at this church, I find a sacred space that I must enter on its own terms. I greet other people on a daily basis without a second thought. This church demands that I be intentional about my greetings. That intentionality reminds me of the beauty and holiness of the act: the welcoming and the being welcomed, the joyful heralding of a shared space.
With each encounter with another, I move not only between worlds, but between stories. For each of us, there is a story behind our arrival in this church, and more stories unfold with each passing week, each passing coffee hour. What is your story? What brings you into this space, and what happens for you while you are here?
As we enter pledge campaign season, we will be thinking about how much money we pledge to donate to the church in 2019. As we think about money, I also want us to think about stories. What stories that accompany each gift you make to the church? Starting October 4, there will be a display in the Wilbur Warner Welcome Center entitled “Why I Give to NSBC.” I invite you to use one of the large Post-Its provided to share your story. If you are on social media, I also invite you to post your stories, photos, and reflections online using the hashtag #whyIgivetoNSBC.
To share my story: I give to the church, in part, because of this absurd and beautiful moment when I was stopped up short transitioning between cultural spaces during coffee hour.
On Sunday, November 4, the entire church will gather to worship in all four languages at 10:30 am in the sanctuary. Pastor Michael Ware, the new pastor of the English language congregation, will be preaching. After worship, a light lunch will be provided.
Domingo, 21 de octubre, 1:30 pm
Una comunidad vive sus valores por medio de sus prácticas habituales. Así que ¿cuáles son las práctices de una iglesia que busca la liberación? En este panel bilingüe, escucharemos las reflexiones de la Dra. Nancy Bedford, teóloga mujerista de Argentina, el Rev. Rony Reyes, pastor de la congregación hispana de North Shore, y Maria Teresa Lopez, una activista con el movimiento de santuario desde hace mucho tiempo.
Sunday, October 28
A community lives out its values through its habitual practices. What are the habitual practices of a church that seeks liberation? At this bilingual English/Spanish panel discussion, we will hear from Dr. Nancy Bedford, a mujerista theologian from Argentina, Rev. Rony Reyes, Hispanic Congregation Pastor at NSBC, and Maria Teresa Lopez, a longtime activist with the sanctuary movement.
By Nicholas Fong
School is back in session, and let the learning begin! But don’t fret. There are programs out there that can help you with anything you have trouble with. Like math, english, and history. There are places like a library where you can study in peace with friends or alone. And, there are places where you can let loose, and enjoy a small slice of freedom, just doing what you want to do.
In my youth group, at North Shore Baptist Church, we sing songs, eat good food, and have fun with an activity that can lead late into the night. For instance, in December, we made graham cracker houses and used frosting to make a sweet cathedral, or a structure of some kind. Or, we make non heat lava lamps that we can take home and just watch; even when we are studying. We even go out to a farm sometimes and go through a corn maze at night. Some play jokes by scaring others, even if it is breaking the rules, but nonetheless we still have fun.
So, even if school is hard or grueling, just know there are places out there that are willing to help students, and there are programs out there that can help ease the stress that is school.
Youth group meets Friday nights from 6:30-8:30 pm.
By Cecilia Poenyunt, First Lady Emerita of the Karen Fellowship
This year, we will celebrate 9 years of the Karen Fellowship with a thanksgiving worship service and meal on September 16th at 12:30 pm in Howell Hall.
Pastor Roger Poenyunt arrived in Chicago on June 11, 2008. Before this, Po Clee and several other families had come to Chicago in 2007and started attending North Shore Baptist Church. The first week we [Roger and Cecilia] came to church, we met the Karen families who had come before us. Po Clee, who came to church first, introduced Pastor Roger to [English Language] Pastors Carol [McVetty] and Doug [Harris[, which is how we came to know each other. A few months later, Pastor Roger began work as Karen Fellowship Pastor, but then we only gathered and worshipped with the English service. On September 13th, 2009, we got room in Kraft Chapel and started the Karen Fellowship worship service. So every year in September, we celebrate our anniversary with thanksgiving in Howel Hall.
From 2008-2010, more Karen families arrived. Later, some families moved to Minnesota; Lincoln and Omaha, Nebraska; Waterloo, Iowa; Utica, New York; as well as Rock Island and Rockford, Illinois. We now have only fifteen families remaining in Chicago. By the grace of God, the Karen Fellowship members work and worship together every week at 11:30 am, after fellowship time.
In December of 2017, Pastor Roger retired from work because of his declining health, resulting from cancer treatment. From December to June 2018, he returned to Myanmar. Now, by the grace of God, we have a new pastor, Rev. Eh Plo Soe, from Rockford. Rev. Eh Plo Soe’s installation service on July 29 featured guests from many places. Rev. Eh Plo Soe moved to Chicago on August 1, and some members of the Karen Fellowship helped him move into his apartment in Ravenswood.