Sunday, 8 March 2026

Sermon: Water, water, everywhere - and not a drop to drink

A sermon for South Yarra Baptist Church
Sunday March 8, 2026

In today's readings, I was struck by the theme of water...

"Where can we find water in the wilderness?" the Israelites complain to Moses - 
"even slavery is better than dying of thirst!"

A woman said to Jesus,
"Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get living water?"


Both scenes are a bit dramatic - they move from the ordinary to the miraculous, from the secular to the spiritual. Both stories play with symbolism. Where there is water, there is life!

I love the story-telling in both of these...
"we may as well be in Egypt  - you have brought us to a place of death"
And - 
"you have no bucket!" classic.

[for the next section see bibleproject.com/videos/vocab-insight-dam-blood/]



The Hebrew term, DAM, means liquid life. "The DAM is the life." Deuteronomy 12:23

Sometimes, it is translated as blood, but it is more than that. The word is found within the related words of A-DAM (Human) and A-DAM-AH (ground). ADAMAH is the ground and from the ground the Human (A-DAM) is made. When DAM is outside of the creature, it means death. DAM is meant to be embodied to be life.

In the conversation between Jesus and the Samaritan woman, Jesus IS the bucket! He is the embodiment of life.

For people around the world of every age and enviornment, water is life.
Access to drinkable water means possibility. It is ordinary. It is also life.

When I travel, I often say I come from the driest inhabited continent, where we all learn to swim at an early age. As Aussies, living in a land of bushfired, droughts and floods, beaches and deserts, we are aware of how precious water is. In outback and rural settings, we are mindful of the water tanks. Even in urban areas, we can face water restrictions and we never leave a leaky tap for long.

This week, we have seen images of Katherine and the Daly River in the Northern Territory in flood.

Water can be beautiful and terrible, sometimes both at the same time. Water is delicate and powerful. A small leak in the roof will find any crack or low passage. Waters come from above and below. We need to drink water. We can also drown in it. We testify to discipleship in the act of baptism - being rebirthed in the water, dying and rising to new life. It is both mudane and sacred.

When I am in the field, moving well beyond the places where tourists go, I carry water filter bottles. In the Pacific, I see AusAid water tanks in many countries. In parts of Africa and Asia, I see wells and irrigation systems developed through partnerships with churches and aid agencies. Many of the other missionaries I travel with look for the mission schools and hospitals. 


My first question is usually about water.

With clear water, life can flourish. Without it, illness and poverty can dominate. Flowing water means it is more likely to be clearn. Stagnant water can mean all sorts of diseases - cholera, typhoid, ziki, Hep A - mosquitoes and parasites - dengue fever and malaria.

I am 61 years young. Being an Aussie, I prefer to be called by my first name, amelia. One of the programmes I run is called the Training in Mission (TIM) programme for a dozen young adults from around the world. They come together for 6 months of formation to become globally-aware mission-oriented people.

I have had to let them call me Auntie or Aunty Amelia. They feel uncomfortable calling me by my first name. They are used to calling older people Mam or Rev or Dr... but not by their first name. Initially, I still introduced myself as Amelia, then some of them explained. At 61, I am positively ancient. Most of them don't really know people over 50, or if they do, they do not get to have conversations with them. Around the world, most developed nation leaders are over 55. Most majority world leaders are 10-15 years younger. A lot of my work is with churches developing people in their 20s and 30s to take up major leadership in their societies.

[find Tuvalu and Kiribati on a world map]



Some of these young people come from places like Kiribati and Tuvalu... in the middle of the vast Pacific. Both of these countries consist of multiple low-lying coral islands and ring-islands or atolls, characterized by water scarcity. I am reminded of Coleridge's poem, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, and the words: "Water, water everywhere... and not a drop to drink!"



Freshwater in Tuvalu primarily relies on rainwater harvesting via roof catchments and storage tanks, suppplemented by limited, often brackish, groundwater. Due to the absence of rivers and streams, residents collect rain in household tanks. During severe droughts, desalination plants are used and the government manages water rations to ensure supply.

Kiribati has suffered the loss of its groundwater lenses. These are freshwater lenses (or bubbles) that float on the top of saltwater found beneath the surface of the atolls. Contamination from septic systems and over-extraction mean that wells are often brackish and Kiribati is increasingly dependent on foreign-developed desalination plants.



"The sea is his" said the Psalmist...

Pasifika theologians ask: "When we build desalination plants, what happens to the salt and minerals? How does the balance of Moana life change? What happens to the reefs and sea-life when we alter the ocean? What happens when we do "land reclamation" in places like Singapore, building more and more concrete city where there was once mangroves and fish?"



The current Tuvaluan Minister for Home Affairs, Climate. Change and the Environment, is Rev Dr Maina Talia. He did hus PhD in Australia and moved from being a Church Minister to representing Tuvalu at COP and the UN. He is still preaching, jusy not within the Church!

Part of the work of mission has been to decolonize mission. What does that mean?
 
Throughout the 18th, 19th and 20th centuries, the attactiveness of "mission" for receivers of missionaries was that they would bring practical help to improve lives. Education and healthcare, tending to people's needs, has opened up conversations that have seen physical and spiritual engagement go hand-in-hand. The flipside to that strategy was that gifts of love were not made unconditionally. In many parts of the world, receiving the gospel (and its political and economic influences), were conditional to receiving aid. Missionaries were sponsored by people who also wanted economic and political control over nations, leading to forms of colonization that meant the disappearance of language, culture and independence. Land acquisition became more important than the life-flourishing of God's creatures in God's creation.

What we see now, in many countries that were "missioned" and colonized, is a history of subjugation and oppression of indigenous peoples and the migration of non-traditional "landowners" who took the wealth back to the colonizer nations, building their own economies. This has led to missionary themes of justice and reparations, such as the Legacies of Slavery Movement, that seeks to renew life in places and communities that wer impacted by the Trans-Atlantic slavetrade.

When the woman at the well talks with Jesus about worshipping on the mountain or in Jerusalem, we hear an ancient story of how religion has sometimes has been coerced by where power is located. The mountain represented the Northern Kingdom and Jerusalem represented the Southern seat of power. Access to holy places is dominated by powers. But Jesus talks of situating worship in Spirit and in Truth - not just in place or historic identity. This is a stretching... a bit like you, not placing worship in a building, but in many simultaneous places (and even time-zones)!

How do we get to the point of stretching how we live faithful lives?

Let me tall you about four young women: Taobe, Waiena, Rikee and Tatai...


Taobe is a young woman who did a World Communion of Reformed Churches internship in Germany before coming to the Council for World Mission Training in Mission programme for 6 months in the Philippines and Jamaica. She now has a Diploma in Mission and a Diploma in Ministry. Her goal is to be a global leader for Kiribati people, as they get their story into the world.


Rikee and Tatai are both women Pastors working in congregations in Kiribati. Rikee is the Presbytery Chairperson and Tata is recently ordained. Usually in Kiribati, the women get a better education that the men, because if the weather is good, the boys will skip school and go fishing. Rikee is committed to to staying on Kiribati while there are still people there who need pastoring. Tatai is committed to staying while there is still land to be tended. Both regard this as their spiritual calling.


Waiena is currently doing a PhD in Mission History at Pacific Communities University in Suva, Fiji. Why do we sponsor a (very expensive) PhD in history when the current and future needs are so great? Waiena is trying to write her nation's history while Kiribati is still there. For those who migrate, her writing may be the record of their identity - possibly yhe only written record by a Kiribati person, rather than outside anthropologists' observations. She is under pressure to record the stories of the Kiribati people before their country disappears.


One of the obstacles that prevented this kind of work in the past was the idea from simplistic missionary Sunday School lessons that taught that the rainbow tells us that God will never send another flood, so God will save us and we need not fear the ocean-rise. We have had to work painstakingly with pastors and students to reframe the undertsnding that sea-level rise is not from God, but from the sin of humanity. With that in mind, Tuvaluans have already planned for mass migration, and Kiribati people are starting to see what is likely to be in store for them.

Coral-planting

Mangrove-planting


To buy time for migrations, mitigation programmes are part of today's mission work for the churches: Coral planting and Mangrove planting. Participating in planting the corals and mangroves in the Pacific Ocean brings home the reality of climate crisis to people who come from urban and rural areas from other parts of the world.

So, how does a changing view of water impact people in other places?

Context changes everything.

How water is experienced in the desert is different from in the ocean. Yet, when people encounter the other experiences of water, they become conscious of a common humanity as they make meaning in their differences. They learn to adapt their thinking.

For people who had not experienced it before, hitting a rock and locating a spring, was unthinkable. Spending 40 years in the desert, and adapting to different conditions, prepared the Israelites for the transition from life in Egypt to life in Canaan. It was almost as if two generations of memories and traditions needed to fade into memory, for the people to adapt to the new circumstances.

We are offered a LIFE to drink living water... to adapt to the Jesus Way, instead of the world's way. We do not get to carry the tank or the bucket to control and possess the water. We get to drink directly from God's own life-giving, so that we can be part of the irrigation system to share life in the world.  

When Jesus died, water and blood came out. The pouring out of the DAM, the water of life, means that there is no longer a holding together of the ground (the A-DAM-AH) in the person. Later, in the ongoing resurrection, the sharing of the body and blood, is a sharing of the DAM - the cup of Life!

As we come to share in Communion, we see this as a receiving of life, a sharing, and building life as community, and a calling to share life beyond us. We are meant to be present to LIFE itself. In the face of so much sorrow and death in the world, our calling is so important. So, I invite you today, to recommit yourselves to life-flourishing, life in abundance, sife shared in God's mission in the world.




Sunday, 23 November 2025

Benediction of Hope

I am the sound of hope.

I trade groans for cries of new life, 

birthed through pain into laughter and potential


I am the vista of hope.

I scope plains and mountain ranges, beaches and rivulets,

pouring forth the ancient and new movements of life in all its flourishing.


I am the horizon of hope.

I am distant and blurred, defined and edging rainbows,

inviting perspectives of optimism and faith.


I am the forest of hope.

I form community among the tall trees and leafy shrubs,

fruitful orchards and protective hedges,

God's gardeners, constantly preparing and pruning, feeding and fasting.


I am the breeze of hope.

I break the doldrums and recall the storms, hinting at the gentler breath of life 

that summons a sigh and stifles a yawn.

I allow the song to be sung and the notes to be heard.


I am the ocean of hope.

I arise from the deep, crying to Life itself,

turn the floods and rivers of blessing.

Transform the tsunami of destruction into the lapping waves of comfort.


I am the movement of hope.

I am the mission in the margins, embodying acts of love and healing.

I am the work of God in the world, sent to crawl, walk and dance

to the remote and inaccessible.


Pause


I am the stillness of hope.

I bear promise of kintsugi gold, holding together that which as been broken and restored.

I am the symbol of re-creation.


Pause


I am silence, filled with hope and longing...

(Each piece is brought forward)


We are the mosaic of hope.

We are the grand design, the bearers of good news, and signs of abundance.


We are the prophets of hope.

We call out to You, O God,

to bring about the rising to life.


We are the people of hope, responding to the Initiator of Hope,

the Bearer of Hope, the Spirit of Hope.


Bless us all to be hope in your world. Amen.




Saturday, 15 November 2025

Jooeun and Chris

 A Prayer for the wedding of a couple from different cultures

 

Dreaming of darkness and light, of the wonder of sound and feeling…

From nothing you made this world and everything in it.

Heaven is here. Alleluia


Visions of color and shape, weaving patterns of promise…

In us, you imagined the possibilities,

ordering our days and singing the melody of our being.

Heaven is here. Alleluia


Remembering love, care and nurture…

From before we had our first breath, you gave us parents, family and place,

to give us identity and the knowledge of home.

Heaven is here. Alleluia


Embarking on the adventure of life, in all its complexities…

In times of fear, stress and sorrow, you will be there,

assuring us of your love and mercy.

Heaven is here. Alleluia

 

For [Jooeun and Christopher], embracing life together,

we pray for faithfulness and fullness of life, in service to you.

May Your Heaven come and may Your will be done in their lives.

May their shared journey point to Heaven

wherever they go, wherever they work, wherever they live…

Heaven is here. Alleluia

 

 

 

 


Sunday, 9 November 2025

MISSION PRAYER 2025

Singer of Life,

Upon your bass line, we seek the vibrations of movement and light,

stirring our souls in seeking your Spirit.

We search for the poetry of inspiration and aspiration,

words for healing healing and touch for nurture.

Thirsty, we ask for living water.

 

Painter of Visions,

You have prepared the panel for our contributions,

guiding us to name the elements of your masterpiece.

We utter the sounds of joyful gratitude,

naming potential, possibility and promise.

Dimly, we ask for light.

 

Stitcher of threads,

You lay the warps and wefts,

inviting the story-threads into reunions of communities.

We embroider and purl our patterns

into a greater design of sacred proportions.

Deftly, our fingers seek your grasp.

 

Shaper of clay,

You press and mold and throw,

working us into identity and refining into beauty.

Patiently, we rest before you,

waiting upon your merciful touch.

In humility,, we beg your attention.

 

For such is the prayer of those in mission,

Seeking vibrations, sounding thanks, making patterns, and waiting upon you…

Yesterday, today and tomorrow,

read our hearts and grant that, by your grace,

We may serve You, in your mission in this world and for what is yet to come.

AMEN

 


Thursday, 30 October 2025

Enough Rope - A Devotion


Joshua 2:15
Then she let them down by a rope through the window,
for her house was on the outer side of the city wall 
and she resided within the wall itself. (NRSV)


The expression "enough rope" sometimes refers to the idea that "you need just enough rope to hang yourself with". Mission is like that. We need just enough rope to be dangerous? If things are under our control, they are probably not free enough for us to be open to the transformation that only God can bring. This is the story of a woman who has enough rope to hange herslef, and she puts herself in danger as a survival strategy.

Joshua's spies are sent to Jericho and they find Rahab in the margins. Rahab, labelled a prostitute, is the missionary-survivor in the margins. She becomes the "insider" for Joshua's spies because she 'fears' God. Being both a prostitute, and one who fears God, makes her an "outsider" for her own community in Jericho. The text tells us that she resides doubly in the margins. She uses red rope as both the symbol of her despised commodification and also as the hope of escape for the outsiders.

Rahab reminds us that those used by God are not always in the centre of acceptability. Those used by God are often pitted against leaders. It is not enough, however, to acknowledge (or confess) the marginalization. The marginal life itself needs healing. It needs new ways to work together through our journeys toward survival and the hope of eventual wholeness.

I was reminded by (Rev Dr) Jione Havea, at a meeting on Mo-orea (French Polynesia) that Liberation Theology uses solidarity to move through resistance for the sake of justice and freedom. God has a priority heart for the vulnerable and poor. Liberation assumes a movement from enslavement to choice, It is about breaking chains, or loosening the ropes, that bind us.

In Pacific Theology, solidarity leads us to using islanders ways, and refocusing on survival. For Pasifikas, the emphasis for life-flourishing is not about choices nor oppressions. Decolonization and self-determination will not themselves result in our survival (as desirable as they may be). In the islands, we dwell in the liquid margins of the world. Unconsciously, the rest of the world can destroy us without even leaving their homes, for we are dependent on the interconnectedness of the oceans. As plastic rubbish islands multiply (7 globally, 5 now in the Pacific) and sea-levels rise, we bathe in the plastic and nuclear waste that will finally drown us with the tsunami of salty tears from the desecrated oceans.

Reduction strategies are needed to arrest destruction. However, restoration and repair require a commitment to replant coral reefs, decontaminate ancient desert homelands and invest in rebuilding for sustainable survival.

Have mercy, O God!


PRAYER

We confess and commit to walk gently unpon the nests of the land.
We are people who live in holiness with the "moana" to remind the people of justice and truth.
[Jione Havea, 29 October 2025]


The Lord’s Prayer to My Moana

Oh my Moana,
you are like my mother — for you feed me when I hunger,
you are like my father — for you carry me when I am lost.
You are like my sister and my brother,
for in your arms I laugh, I swim, I play,
I make memories that taste of salt and joy.
You are like my grandparent, ancient and wise,
watching as I teach my grandchildren how to live, how to heal,
how to breathe again in your cool embrace.

And as I sit in this Fare Poteé (bure) listening to the Word of God,
to the Lord’s Prayer, spoken by Rev. Jione, tears fall.
For when I was a child and when i get hurt,
I remember that pain — but I know, my Moana, 
your pain is deeper than mine.

Your whole Ópu Feetii or kainaga 
your family of creatures, of reefs and tides and sand — is hurting.
We hurt you, when we throw rubbish into your hands,
when we crush your coral, when we let plastic drift like broken promises.
We make you carry the sins of the world — drugs that float in shame, 
fuel that burns your breath, wounds that never heal.

Oh my Moana, forgive me.
I am deeply sorry for what I have done, for what we all have done.

And oh Lord —
Lead me not into temptation, but deliver me from the evil of carelessness, 
the evil of greed, the evil of forgetting that You placed us here 
to love, to protect, to serve Your creation.

For Thine is the ocean, 
and the power,
and the glory,
forever and ever.
Amen. 

[Fuata Varea-Singh, CWM Pacific Programme Associate]

Friday, 12 September 2025

Diversity Claim

A Rejection of the Chains of Conformity

We will not wear the uniformity of collusion, with powers of dominance and habits of denigration.

We will not push people beyond the margins of acceptability by means of economic imperialism.

We will not climb our way to mountain-top experiences by treading on the dreams and hopes of our sisters and brothers and non-binary cousins.

We will not be inclusive by identifying the people we like and the people like us, who think and talk and know within the polite etiquette of our zones of comfort.

We will name and sever the chains that enslave us to systems of spiritual decay, of judgmentalism and nastiness.

We will cast off the garments of protections that prevent us from solidarity with the humble and vulnerable...

 

An Affirmation of Diversity


We will claim space for those who have been squeezed into corners 

and those who find themselves on the edges of community.


We will listen for and ponder the silences of those with no voice. 

We will seek out those who have not been heard 

and those who have been heard but ignored.


We will attend to those who need the time to speak their truths, 

acknowledging that we may need to learn new ways to hear 

and develop new languages for understanding.


We affirm our need for the lacuna-shaped lives in our global communities. 

We pray for new dimensions of knowing.


We work towards a vision that casts us beyond mere solidarity 

into the eruption of interaction and collaboration.


We submit our own principalities and powers to work to dispossess and displace ourselves, 

so that our proclamation of faith might be characterized with integrity and mutuality.


We claim our place as the Children of the God of quirkiness and colour, dancing and innovation, fullness and flourishing...

AMEN



Thursday, 11 September 2025

CWM Litany-Confession

Death-dealing systems 


From legalistic judgement-types, without compassion: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 

From greedy deceptions, depriving others of truth and goodness: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 

From bullies who dehumanize, who disrespect your holy imaging: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 

From killers of beauty and those who rape Mother Earth: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 

From haters and corrupters, disregarding decency and generosity: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 

From evil, masked in smiles and cloaked in false promises: 

Deliver us, merciful God. 


Grant us the Wisdom of your Spirit, 

to live into kindness, insight, integrity, encouragement, 

fruitfulness, truth-sharing and true love. 

May we learn to turn from the darkness and glow with your light.

Amen