The Journey Home
by Charles Burre
Today’s readings: Deuteronomy 30:15-20; Psalm 1:1-4, 6; Luke 9:22-25
Both the first reading and the psalm offer promises to those who choose to follow God’s ways. Deuteronomy declares that those who keep God’s commandments and follow His ways will live a “long life on the land.” They will be like the tree growing by the stream that yields much fruit and does not wither, the psalm says. Those promises were certainly fulfilled in my mother’s life.
My mother died peacefully at age 98 on the morning of January 25 here in Clifton Park. As I began the next day in prayer, the day’s first reading, 2 Timothy 1:1-8, brought comfort and reassurance that, as we prepared to return my mother’s body to her home in Kansas, her soul was well on its way to its heavenly home. St Paul’s greeting to Timothy resonated with my own thoughts as I reflected on my mother’s life and the roots of her faith and my faith in the community at St Paul Lutheran in Leavenworth. While I would have liked to have entered this reflection on the day of the reading, there were of course many things to attend to, so I offer it now.
Paul’s greeting in the second letter to Timothy, “Grace, mercy, and peace from God the Father and Christ Jesus our Lord…” opens several of Paul’s letters. It is also used by many Lutheran ministers as they begin their sermons. These words guided my thoughts as I began to think about returning my mother to her home community. The following verses summarize my own faith journey and the origins of that faith.
“I am grateful to God, whom I worship with a clear conscience as my ancestors did, … I yearn to see you again … so that I may be filled with joy, as I recall your sincere faith that first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and that I am confident lives also in you.”
My mother and father and their parents were residents of Leavenworth and communicants of St. Paul Lutheran church for a combined period of well over one hundred years. Only in the last seven years had my mother lived in New York, where she could enjoy the company of my family. Almost since its founding, the congregation at St. Paul’s has supported a Lutheran day school (K-8), at which my parents and I were educated and taught the faith. My mother graduated from a Lutheran teacher’s college and taught at St. Paul’s for many years. Like most of my contemporaries in the Catholic Church, who also grew up in a parochial school system and neighborhood parishes, our lives were structured around the worship, activities, and celebrations in the church.
Employment brought me from Kansas to the Capital District. Soon after, I met my wife and we were married in an interfaith ceremony at St. James church in Albany. In 1982, after several years of attending Mass and not being a full participant in the sacraments, I became a member of the Catholic Church. I had often wondered how I could have explained not receiving the Eucharist to my children, who sat next to me every Sunday, especially, since I knew as well as anyone, that there is one faith, one baptism, and one Lord. Although some members of both faith traditions, view the other as different, incomplete, or even errant, I have long since abandoned those views, preferring to focus on the cornerstone of our faith.
Over the years many visits to my home would draw to mind the faithfulness of God’s people at St. Paul’s. Although their numbers at times seemed to be dwindling, they continue to support the school, draw in new members, and expand their ministries. We also have attended some of the local Catholic churches on these visits. This has given me the opportunity to see where some of my high-school friends worshiped and to witness Christian activity in the current settings. I always return from these visits with a sense of awe at the dedication of these faith-communities.
Without any knowledge of my thoughts on the reading of January 26, Pastor Mease of St. Paul’s put the words of 2 Timothy 1:5 on the cover of my mother’s funeral service program.
“I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your…mother…”
So, it is with God’s grace, mercy, and peace that I will continue the faith.





