UU San Mateo
UU San Mateo

Editorial Note: In discussion with other members of the congregation to which I belong, I learned that folks would like our minister’s sermons posted to the new church website, which I am helping to build and which may take a couple of months. (Learning curve!) I’m posting Ben’s sermons here for my fellow congregants. For other readers who might be interested or curious, I’ve put Ben’s bio and a short explanation of Unitarian Universalism below the sermon. J.D.

Unitarian Universalism: A Theodicy of Love*, by the Rev. Ben Meyers, Unitarian Universalists of San Mateo, Sermon 12/11/16



Rev. Benjamin Walker Meyers

“A college student once told me how he asked questions about God in his childhood church and the leaders did not know how to answer. He decided that God must not be real.

Rev. Ben Meyers of San Mateo, California
Rev. Ben Meyers of San Mateo, California

A woman told me that all she knew about God was the passages that her mother would quote from Leviticus and Romans—passages meant to shame her for being a lesbian.

My neighbors’ parents survived years in a concentration camp during the Holocaust. He could never fully answer:  How could there be a God who would allow this to happen to my family and millions of others?

I feel confident that these or similar wounds are real for many of us in this room and I would never encourage someone to ignore such wounds.” (SM*)”

“Western theologians have a concept for how we human beings make sense of the evil which we experience and which exists in the world. The word is THEODICY. Theodicy asks and tries to answer eternal questions as: “Why does evil exist and what is its origin? How can a good Ultimate/God/Source allow for needless and undeserved suffering and pain? How shall WE face the real complexities of life, which include destructive emotions and impulses, wrong and harmful choices, and the inevitable reality of sickness and death? The rabbi Harold Kushner famously addressed this in the question that is also the title of his book: ‘Why Bad Things Happen To Good People.’

“Consider this famous and challenging koan from the Zen Buddhist tradition:

Once, when the great teacher Dongshan was washing his bowls with his pupils by the river, two large crows contended over a squirming frog for their meal. Another monk nearby asked, rhetorically, “Why does it come to this?” Dongshan said, “It is only for YOUR benefit, Honored One.”

“‘Dongshan’s answer is shocking. Pain and suffering is “for your benefit, Honored One.’ The ancient Chinese is vague enough that his response is often translated to mean: ‘It is because of you, Honored One!’

“Wait…that doesn’t seem fair! How could it be because of ME when it’s been going on for eons and ages before I even got here?

“Of course, that “Honored One” doesn’t refer just to the individuated monk, although it includes him, and you, and me, and all of us.

“It refers to the Honored ONENESS of all who partake in the gift of life. It refers to the completeness of being…you know…the Great Big Idea/Thing/Verb/Word that has been going on for eons. It pertains to the notion of God and this idea of evil, what we think about it…and how we respond.” (CB*)

Before I go further, let me just make it clear, that, whether we have a direct understanding of God or not, we all have the right to a religious life, to developing our spiritual growth.  That is why I am a Unitarian Universalist minister, because I know that religious life is bigger than any one scripture, any one culture and certainly bigger than any one word.

“So, consider this: Almost all of us, even if we DON’T believe in G*D, have a mental image of what that word means. It might be a mysterious figure in heaven keeping track of good and bad behavior (but, I’m wagering, probably not…)

It might be an image from scripture, or art: the caring shepherd, or the voice in a whirlwind. It might be a feeling, based upon a direct experience: the lifting of burdens, the gentle touch of love, or the pricking of conscience.

Our word/picture/idea might be quite abstract: Great Spirit, Higher Power, Holy Source of All Being, Nature, Science, Love.

We may believe our image of God exists, and so we are theists, or doesn’t exist, and so we are atheists, OR…is not possible to know, and so we are agnostics…but, we ALL have a picture/idea/words for God in our minds.

For some, the description of God is beyond words. For instance, Orthodox Jews, do not use the word G-o-d. When speaking aloud, they use a description like, Adonai, ‘the holy one,’ and when writing, they write G _ d. Or, YHWH (yod-hay-vod-hay), which is sometimes referred to as Yah-Weh, although, written without vowels, it remains a word that signifies more than a mere word can signify—and that we can never completely understand the nature of…it is, in essence, a sign of humility before the great “I AM.”

Then, why use the word “God” at all, (you might be asking) if it is such a slippery thing as to need warnings and explanations?

Well…I believe it is because without words, we can’t even think, much less communicate. An example of this phenomenon is found in an isolated culture of hunter-gathers in New Zealand that uses the same word for the colors BLUE and GREEN. Because of this, they have great difficulty when presented with the task of sorting blue and green objects by color.

They are born with eyes like ours, capable of seeing blue and green as different colors. But without words for the different colors, they don’t really “see” them. It is the same for us. As difficult as this word G-_-D is, if we don’t use it (or an understandable substitute), we’ll not be able to think about a part of our lives that most people intuit as existing.

If the word God is spoiled beyond redemption for us, we can substitute other words, such as Goddess, Higher Power, Spirit of Life, Great Spirit, the Divine, Holy One, Whom-It-May-Concern, or ‘whatever’, even. Some people use the word Goddess in conversation, as in: “We’ll have to leave that up to the Goddess.” This is not simply a matter of cherishing the feminine connotations of the word, which are often lacking in our “god” words; it is also a way of alerting listeners to the possibility that theological creativity is allowed in our conversations.

It is so very important to remember that our images of God, while useful and necessary, are at best only partial truths and will lead us astray and divided if taken too literally or set too concretely in our minds.

And again, the same is true if the word/concept/image is too vague.

We must each find the definitions, images, and poetry that make sense to us if we are to participate in the critical issues of our times. So we must remain open to the many ways G*D is thought about by many religious people in the world…and they are many:

  • Including pagan ideas of divinity, in which “God” is the sum total of everything, material and immaterial, in our universe, so EVERYTHING is holy, even things we might think are not good, such as the lightning that strikes our favorite tree…
  • Or, the notion of a Higher Power used in 12-step programs such as Alcoholics Anonymous, in an attempt to bring spirituality into a meaningful place in people’s recoveries, without entangling people in theological arguments…
  • Or, the God present in Liberation Theology, which desires that each person have the maximum possible opportunity for a fully human life, beyond the oppression of poverty and tyranny. This is a God who sides with the poor and oppressed wherever they are found and nudges people toward acting for justice and making peace and equity real in the lives of all.
  • Or, the Humanist belief that the highest and the best we can know in this world is HUMANITY, with our grand ideals, marvelous minds, and great creative potential. Humanists say that divinity is within the human being and nowhere else. Most humanists don’t really like to use the word GOD, but they still have a theology, which is a theory or a belief about the highest and best, of which we are a part. (CR*)

And, then there is a movement in the liberal religious circles of Process Theology, which considers how God is a force that is ever-present, that evolves, grows, mourns and even suffers losses. It teaches that God can honor all that we know to be true…about modern science, about protecting the earth, and the right to equality for all people—no matter their orientation, culture, beliefs or practices. It is like the Unfinished God: not a force that controls the world like a puppet on a string, but rather a God who is and has the power to call us toward Love, in partnership with God—even as part of God. It is the notion that God only has our hands to do good in the world.

That is it. Without our partnership, without our agreement, God is powerless. If we do not respond to the call and walk in the ways of Love, God is waiting and calling and waiting and calling.

These are just some of the images and understandings of divinity which can be found within Unitarian Universalism. In our poetry and songs and in what we consider as scripture: Each representing a wide theology beyond mere acceptance. It helps with our desire to learn how we can all get along, both within and beyond these walls.

How can we talk to each other when the meanings behind our words seem so different? We do that by being always mindfully challenged and aware that our images and understandings are at best approximations of an infinite truth that simply cannot be captured by finite beings.

When we remember that fact, and strive to live and ENGAGE in it, beyond comfortable complacency, apathy, or worse, a disrespect of other’s beliefs, OUR faith and our regard for persons with visions and words that differ from ours is NOT a grudging tolerance, but an open-hearted curiosity about yet another way of understanding the God, the universe, and everything.

I believe this is what the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke of when he said:It is not where we stand in moments of comfort and convenience, but where we stand at times of challenge and controversy that marks the ultimate measure of a person and a people.”

These words represent and inspire me to take risks for the sake of promoting and extending this partnership with ‘all Gods who are love.’

In closing you may be wondering, ‘What do I mean by God?’OK, That’s fair. For me, God is Love—all acts of Love are the stuff of God and all acts of bigotry and violence have nothing to do with God. I believe in striving to live in service to all Gods who are love—and this is a powerful God for it is the power of many lives, working together to bring more love and life and justice into the world. It empowers to me to believe in a power at work in the universe. It is the power of our capacity to return to JOY, once our sorrow and grief have been honored, in times of loss;It is the power of our audacity to live with hope, again and again, even within the legacy of despair and hopelessness that has been with us always in the shape of injustice and bondage of all kinds.

My God is the power of our courage to stand in resistance to hate. For my friends, in the days in which we live, Resistance is what love looks like in the presence of hate.This power, I believe, works through human hands, but it was not made by human hands—we are a part of the universe—we are not its most important part, but an important part all the same. This power is creative, sustaining, and transforming and we can trust this power with our lives. It will sustain us whenever we take a stand on the side of love;
whenever we take a stand for peace and justice; whenever we take a risk for its sake. Trust in that power. We are, together, held by this power. And it will not let us go, as long as we hold on to one another, O Honored Ones. Amen. —

*Acknowledgements to the Rev. Susan .Maginn, the Rev. Chris Bell and the Rev. Christine Robinson for inspiration and some content, where noted

13095886_10153410525720997_4513143742898577448_nREV. BEN MEYERS was born into a family with a Catholic father and a Baptist mother. He grew up in the Disciples of Christ Church, but hung out with friends from other progressive religions. During his childhood and youth, he was engaged in exploring various world religions and active in social movements during the 1980’s. He later discovered he was a UU while attending the UU Fellowship in Chico. Rev. Ben was ordained in 1995. He has a: BMusic from California State Univ., Sacramento, 1990 and a MDiv, Starr King School for the Ministry, 1994,  He is the devoted and much appreciated minister of UUSM, where he provides inspiration, spiritual guidance and also leadership in grassroots social justice initiatives and interfaith collaborations. Rev. Ben is a gifted singer and musician.

colorsplasheffectUNITARIAN UNIVERSALISM (UU) is a noncreedal liberal religion characterized by a “free and responsible search for truth and meaning.”  UUs are unified by their shared search for spiritual growth. The roots of UU are in liberal Christianity, specifically Unitarianism and Universalism, traditions that express a deep regard for intellectual freedom and inclusive love (respect) for the diverse ways in which people seek to understand life and spirit. UU Members seek inspiration and derive insight from all major world religions. The beliefs of individual Unitarian Universalists range widely, including atheism, agnosticism, pantheism, deism, Judaism, Islam, Christianity (including Eastern and Roman Catholicism), neopaganism, Hinduism, Buddhism, Daoism, Humanism, and many more.

© sermon and personal photographs, Ben Meyers, 2016, please feel free to share the sermon with attribution to Ben and link to the Unitarian Universalists of San Mateo.; 


img_2099“At the end of the day, it isn’t where I came from. Maybe home is somewhere I’m going and never have been before.”  Warsan Shire

I was diagnosed with interstitual lung disease in 1999. It wasn’t until 2008, however, that the most dramatic adjustments to my manner of living were required. What follows was written in April of that year. It was originally published in the now defunct California Woman.

It’s a good writing room, this room into which I have downsized to accommodate my disabled body. The room is big enough for comfort and small enough to be easy – and quick – to clean.  Perfect!  It’s the master suite in a sprawl of a condo on the gentle sweep of a tree-lined street in Menlo Park, California, a long way from home . . .

That march of trees down the drive, by the way – the oak and maple and campertown elm – is important. I’m enamoured of trees. Their proximity influenced my decision to rent.

“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.” ― Hermann Hesse, Trees: Reflections and Poems

img_2102-2This place has a solid, foursquare feel to it. There are no stairs inside the condo and no stairs to reach it, and this is an added attraction. The colors are soft and peaceful: creams, peaches and pistachios, maroons and deep green. My large and cherished statue of Quan Yin and two tall plants add grace to one corner. My pie crust table with a small forest of variegated greenery sits in the other. There’s a maple secretary, which is perfect for my laptop and family photographs, a shrine (or so my world-class daughter-in-law says) to those who sit at the center of my heart. I have tossed a white cloth of Brandenburg lace over my round bedside table. My stereo lives on top of the old oak dresser. There are two mismatched-bookcases, much valued by me. They are part of our family history.

Once, forty-some years ago and 3,000 miles away, I was addicted to Georgette Heyer‘s Regency romances. I think if she would have written about this room with its fine, healthy plants, good books, good music, and hodgepodge of furniture, she might have described it as “shabby genteel”. That’s okay by me. I’ve got no one to impress and it serves my body, my spirit and my latter-day ambitions well.


I decided on a double-bed. It offers ample enough room to lay out books, pens and colored pencils, paper and even my laptop. My darling landlady’s two yellow-eyed black cats are also ample and like to hop on the bed for a visit. Executives both, they supervise and comment petulantly when I ignore their direction. I’ve had many kitty companions. My last was Pywacket. I’ve learned over time that cats, like moonlight, inspire the muse. They are very welcome in here.

There’s a washer and dryer inside the condo, so I don’t have to try to lug laundry to a garage or laundry room and back. The kitchen isn’t quite as bright as I’d like, but it’s clean – scrupulous – in granite and stainless steel. I enjoy cooking almost as much as writing. It’s an endeavor that feeds my soul as well as my body, though I admit I miss having the energy and opportunity to cook for others.

I’m all moved in and settled. If you peeked in at me, you’d think me a housefrau, not a bad thing, running the laundry while preparing dinner: creamy yogurt, enchanted broccoli with olive oil, garlic, and lemon, and cheery orange carrot-coins with fried onions and dill. I prepared a risotto with rose brown rice, shallots, and shiitake mushrooms. Later, a mug of  honeyed Citrus Chamomile for a restful night of writing and sleep.

From this stillness, this cleanliness, this simplicity, I will write, cook and love my people with reckless abandon. For the moment, there is safe harbor. Life is good and tomorrow is a new day.

© 2008 Jamie Dedes

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