Showing posts with label Worship. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Report of Section 23

"Harvest Thanksgiving Sunday" is a special day throughout the United Methodist congregations in Zimbabwe. It is held the fourth (or perhaps last) Sunday in July.

Most congregations celebrate that Sunday. There are some who celebrate the occasion the first Sunday in August. It is a time for celebrating God's goodness and bringing "special offerings" of one kind or another.

One of the dynamics is that the report for "Harvest Thanksgiving Sunday" is done by sections. A section is a group of up to ten households that is part of the congregation. Each section routinely gathers weekly for a prayer meeting. Most of these meetings are on Wednesday, but a few are on Sunday.

Sections do not appear to be an optional choice. It is simply part of the way that you live out your life as a United Methodist believer in Zimbabwe.

After the conclusion of the regular service on July 26, it was time for the "Harvest Thanksgiving Service." Sections were called up one at a time. Typically, their report began with singing from the back of the church building, and the section members came forward. The entire service was emceed by a remarkably energetic young woman, who kept things going if they are seemed to lag.

There are currently twenty two sections in the Streamview congregation. They reported their accomplishments and their gifts one by one. There was also a section report from the United Methodist Women, the United Methodist Men, the United Methodist Youth, the Junior Church (Sunday School), and the Choir. Sometimes there is a "Visitor's Section" that is called on to report.

I decided to claim Section 23, by which I meant my own congregation in Hutchinson. When the time came for my report, there were those among the congregation who spontaneously arose and sang. That was a blessing, since it kept me from having to try to sing!

I was able to present a variety of gifts on behalf of Section 23, the U.S. section. They included:
  • An offering of $1,031 that I had brought with me in person,

  • A special additional offering of $500 that I had been given to bring with me,

  • A wooden "cross and flame" emblem for use on the church's altar table,

  • A clergy shirt and stole for Rev. Murauro,

  • A purse and necklace for Unity Murauro, the pastor's wife,

  • Special gifts for the lay leaders of the congregation,

  • 144 gift bags for the children of the congregation, and

  • A "Future with Hope" card signed by the members and friends of First United Methodist Church.

I am not sure when I will be able to report again in person on behalf of Section 23. But it was a joy and a privilege to be able to do so this year.

Preaching at Streamview

One of the privileges that I experienced during my Volunteers in Mission Trip to Zimbabwe was the opportunity to preach at the Streamview United Methodist Church, which is located in a "high density suburb" of Mutare.

It is officially known as the Chikanga East Circuit. The name of Streamview comes from the fact that the church is within sight of a nearby stream that flows during the rainy season.

The church was founded within the last five years. It is a "new church start" from an established congregation--the St. John United Methodist Church, which is located in the same township. The current pastor at Streamview is the Rev. T B Murauro, who is in the second year of his appointment there. He completed work at Africa University in 2007.

At the present time, the congregation is worshipping in what can best be described as a shed, with a galvanized tin roof. It is, as the congregants joke, a "well ventilated" church building, which has any number of gaps and openings through which the wind can blow. It does have electricity, thus providing modest lighting and affording the use of a sound system.

The congregation sits on backless benches rather than pews. Many of the benches were contributed by one or another of the sections into which the congregation is divided.

There is no nursery for infants or young children. The children are situated off to one side, with supervision provided for them. There were at least 150 of them. The youth and adults are seated in the congregation.

On the Sunday I was there, the singing was led by men of the congregation. It was energetic, lively, and powerful. The only accompaniment was a drum and shakers.

It was "Harvest Thanksgiving Sunday," which is a special time for all the United Methodist congregations throughout Zimbabwe. It is a time to celebrate the goodness of God and to make a "special offering" of one sort or another. At Streamview, these special gifts included several bags of cement that will be needed in the continued construction of the church building.

The "Harvest Thanksgiving" service follows the regular service, and it involves a reporting--by sections--of what is being brought. This includes singing, good-natured boasting, and a presentation of a combined gift by the section.

The worship service is ordinarily scheduled to begin at 10:30 am each Sunday. For "Harvest Thanksgiving Sunday," the schedule was adjusted to begin at 9:00 am. That did not prove to be exactly when we started, although there many parishioners present by that time.

The beginning of the service was more or less at 9:45 am. We eventually concluded a little after 2:00 pm.

There is no bulletin distributed to the worshipers. They use the same order of service week after week. It is based on what is found in the United Methodist hymnal--not the 1984 hymnal but the 1964 hymnal. That is available in Shona, and that is what is used.

Hymnals are not provided by the church. Individuals or families bring one to use if they have them. There doesn't seem to be a great need for hymnals, since the songs are all familiar and the service essentially the same from week to week.

Virtually all of the service was in Shona, except for my sermon. I had asked about the possible need for translation, but the pastor assured me that his congregation understood English. In fact, most people in this part of Zimbabwe are functional in several languages--including Shona, English, Manica, and Portuguese.

My sermon that Sunday was based on Exodus 3:1-12, It was perhaps an unexpected choice for such an occasion, but it seemed fitting. Like Moses, all of us experience ourselves "beyond the wilderness." Things seem beyond our capacity to cope, and we find ourselves relying more fully than ever before on God.

For people in Zimbabwe, 2008 was life "beyond the wilderness." It was the worst that anyone could remember. It was worse--at least in some ways--than the years of tension and conflict that led eventually to independence in 1980. The best thing about this year's Harvest Thanksgiving Sunday was that the year was 2009 rather than 2008.

When we find ourselves "beyond the wilderness," we are more ready to notice what God is doing. For Moses, it was a bush that burned but was not consumed.

For me, a bush that burns but is not consumed is the church in Zimbabwe. The United Methodist Church in Zimbabwe has been on fire for God since the preaching of the first sermon in Mutare in 1897, and yet the church is not destroyed.

People can see--and hear--the work of God through the church in Zimbabwe, and it can speak to them in ways that invite them to become part of that work.

Finally, God called Moses to "set my people free" so that they can "come and worship me." A worshiping congregation is thus the fulfillment of what God intends for us as his people. The worshiping community at Streamview--as well as at First United Methodist Church in Hutchinson, KS--is thus a sign of God's intended purpose.

I am not sure how well the sermon connected with the congregation, but I do know that I was blessed by the experience. It was not necessarily "beyond the wilderness," but it was a place where the call and claim of God was powerfully present. It was a place where people respond energetically and enthusiastically to the call of God in their lives. It was a place of blessing and hope and possibility.

My hope and prayer is that every place of worship might be such a place--whether in Zimbabwe, the United States, or wherever. May they be places that are on fire but are not consumed!