Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Breaking The Law

Deuteronomy 4:1-2, 6-9, Mark 7:1-8, 14-15, 21a


One of the main reasons I enjoy following the lectionary for my preaching schedule, is that it forces me to struggle with what God is trying to say through those particular stories within the assigned passages. If you’re not familiar with the lectionary, it’s a 3-year listing of different bible passages which most churches and ministers use to plan their worship services. Sometimes the passages contrast each other, and sometimes they complement each other. Sometimes, like today’s scripture from the Old and New Testament, the passages lead into one another.

I think that in order to better understand today’s correlation between these two stories, we need to take a look at why Deuteronomy was written. 21st Century theologian and well-respected author, Allan Boesak, reminds us that the entire bible is written as humankind’s response to God’s work in the lives of the Jewish and Christian people while they were either under the oppressive rule of another empire or had just come out of such oppression. In the Old Testament those Empires included the Assyrians, Babylonians, and the Persians. In the New Testament it was the Romans.

This fact helps us to recognize how and why the bible is written using the language and imagery it does. When the authors write stories which say “God is the greatest of all gods,” it’s in response to having other gods forced on them, responding with stories that show how their god is better than the gods of their oppressors. When the authors write, “God has turned God’s back on us,” it’s in response to the times when they are forced out of their lands and therefore unable to see God in their temples. Then, like in today’s reference to the laws in Deuteronomy, the authors are finding a way to unify, and keep united, a nation of people who have been literally dispersed across the world.

The Deuteronomical laws were written in order for the Jewish people to be able to live as one people, under one God, unified by a common set of laws. The laws themselves, while important, are not what the focus is supposed to be on. Rather, the focus is supposed to be on living in such a way as to take care of one another through mutual respect of personhood and property, while never forgetting the God who is at the center of the reason they still exist as a people. It is on the intent of the laws which our passage from Deuteronomy asks the people of Judah to focus. 

The stories of the Hebrew people told in the historical books of the bible are interesting, to put it mildly. While some of those stories only give us a surface understanding of what life for the people of Israel were and how their kings ruled, other stories give detailed accounts of bloody battles fought with courage, strength, and determination. Today I want to point out just a brief account of what happened leading up to what is known as the Deuteronomical reformation of Josiah’s reign.

King Josiah became king of Judah at the age of 8, taking over from his grandfather and father’s reign of 77 years during which the worship of Yahweh was replaced with the pagan religion of the Assyrians and the worship of Baal. Josiah’s great-grandfather, Hezekiah, tried desperately to reform and hold together the covenant made between Yahweh and his people, but in the end could not overcome the influences of the Assyrians. 

However, Josiah took the throne at a time when the Assyrians were all but defeated and held no more influence in that part of the Middle East. So, in the eighteenth year of his reign, Josiah made a decision that it was finally time to renovate the temple in Jerusalem to rid the symbols of power laid by those who worshiped a different god. He asked the high priest to count all of the money in the temple treasury in order that they would know how much they had with which to purchase the materials necessary to tear down the altars and statues which currently occupied the temple.

In the process of looking for all of the temple’s wealth, the high priest makes a discovery which he calls the “Book of Law”. Old Testament scholars believe those writings to be what we see in Deuteronomy 12-26; a listing of the covenants made between Moses and the Hebrew people. After hearing the words written in this book, Josiah gathered all the people of Judah and read them the same words, declaring that they would now follow the words of this book of law and the rest, as they say, is history.

Now, let me clarify something – the laws found in this book were meant to do a few very specific things: to condemn the paganism of Josiah’s grandfather and father, centralize worship in Jerusalem, and warn the people as to an unswerving loyalty to the covenants to God alone. In other words, the newfound book of the law would be used by Josiah to help him once again unify the Jewish people under one God.

Now we fast forward to the time of Jesus. As does happen in the passage of time, the purpose of Josiah’s reformation got lost in translation. Instead of unifying all of God’s people under one God, the laws were being used to separate those whom the temple elite considered unworthy of being in God’s presence. These people were what the priests, scribes, and Pharisees of the New Testament called unclean.
If we remember, Mark was written during a time when Christians were being heavily persecuted. The Emperor Nero had declared the absolute elimination of all Christians while Rome found itself fighting a Jewish uprising. Jerusalem was yet again under siege and on its way to destruction. 

The Gospel of Mark, then, is written in response to what is currently happening to the Judean-Christian people; they are being chased from their ancestral home as has happened many times in their history. The Gospel of Mark is meant to be something these Christians can focus on as their lives are disrupted. It is Mark’s way of providing a central focus for Christians, just as it was Josiah’s way to make the Book of the Covenant the central focus for the Jewish people almost 700 years before.  

The difference between what Josiah did and what Mark proposes is this: it’s not the law in which God’s people should put their focus; it is the life and teachings of Jesus Christ we now must put at the center of our lives.

In today’s passage from Mark we see how Jesus is being condemned for allowing his disciples to eat their meals without first washing their hands. While I agree that something like this might be unsanitary, I really wouldn’t call it a crime. But, according to the laws being observed in Jesus’ time one had to wash their hands before eating. A law is a law. After all, it is the laws of Moses which has kept God’s people together for all these centuries, right?

Jesus is quick with his rebuttal. He says, “Isaiah really knew what he was talking about when he prophesied about you hypocrites.” Is it by chance Jesus quotes Isaiah? Not at all. You see, it was Isaiah who prophesied during Josiah’s great grandfather’s reign in Judah and it was Isaiah who prophesied Josiah’s eventual kingship and restoration of the people’s focus on God in their lives.

Jesus is reminding the temple elite, while teaching the infamous crowds of Mark‘s Gospel, that the intent of the laws were to unify people under one God. By quoting Isaiah’s warning that, “You ignore God’s commandment while holding on to rules created by humans and handed down to you,” Jesus reminds the temple elite, and those crowds, that they have forgotten the intent of God’s laws – to love God with every fiber of their being and to love one another and our selves in the same way.

Last year, Kapolei High School began a GSA Club. GSA stands for Gay-Straight Alliance. It’s a club for those who are struggling with finding a place where they can be accepted for the choices they make in their personal lifestyles and for those who support them. It’s a club that prides themselves on being a safe space where those who identify as Lesbian, Gay, Straight or Transgendered can come and know, absolutely know, that they will be amongst people who accept them for the person they are, not for the people society labels them to be.

I was honored when they asked me to be their club advisor. We started the club with a small group and as the year went on we grew, finding more and more people who joined our group not because they identified as LGBT, but because they knew they could be in a place free of judgment.

I have been asked to be their club advisor again this year. Those in the club know I’m an ordained minister, and they also know that doesn’t mean anything as to my abilities to be their advisor. In fact, it’s because I’m a minister that the members of this club like having me as an advisor.

The other day I was talking to one of our girls who identifies as a transgendered male. I mentioned our club and asked her to stop in and see if it might be something she would want to join, mentioning that being in a club looks good on college applications. She said she would think about it. 

What I didn’t notice is that sitting close by were two other girls, one with whom I developed a good relationship with last year and another I’ve just begun getting to know. As I went back to my little desk area I could hear them whispering, “Ask him. No you ask him. I don’t have to ask him, I already know.” It was kind of funny and made me smile.

I sat on my chair and looked at the two girls asking them what they were talking about. The one who didn’t yet know me well began the conversation slowly. She wanted to know about the club, what kind of stuff we did and who was invited. I told her we mostly just met every other week to talk about any issues the club members might be going through either at school or at home. I told her we’re just getting started and we hope to do some outings this year, maybe to the movies or something like that.

I then told her that all people were invited. I can still see the look of puzzlement on her face when she mumbled her next words. “But,” she softly and shyly said, “How can you be the advisor for this club if you’re an ordained minister?”

I looked over at the other girl, who only smiled widely because she knows what my views are on the rules some Christians put on ourselves. I replied, as gently as I could, that it was a struggle for me to come to the place where I am now in my beliefs, and I know that for a lot of Christians the struggle continues. We’ve been taught for so long that there is only one way to be a Christian, and if we don’t follow that way we’ll find ourselves suffering the worst afterlife anyone can imagine.

She opened up a little more and talked about how her parents were those kinds of church-goers, the kind that condemn a lot of people because of the laws in the bible. I told her that was ok, for them, because that’s where they find their comfort in God; that it was a strict adherence to the laws which helped them get through their faith. She then told me she stopped going to church because she had a difficult time with the hate towards people who were considered outsiders, or to use the language of Mark, unclean. 

Instead of continuing the conversation down this path, I felt God nudging me to talk about the first time I was led to look at the bible in a different way. I mentioned that a lot of what some people see as the definition of how relationships are supposed to be come from the story of creation found in Genesis 1 and 2 – the creation of man and woman as life partners. 

I continued by asking them to take a look at the story most used, the one in Genesis 2 and how God decides that Adam needed a helper as a partner. God, in God’s intimate compassion for the man, tried to find a partner that could help man through life’s journeys. Unfortunately none was found through co-creation, or the creation of something outside of man. Instead, God finds a way to make a partner for man creating one from within man himself. For this man, for this particular image of God, the partner that was created from his own bone and flesh was a woman, who he would take as his life partner.

Then I mentioned to her that as we moved through my Old Testament classes in Seminary, I was taught that Genesis was most likely written down in its current form some time during the 5th or 6th Century BCE, a time when the Jewish people were being exiled from their land and forced to disperse and settle in lands far from one another. I then told her that it would make sense that in a time when the Hebrew people were in trouble of losing their culture, a verse or two would be added to their creation story to ensure the procreation of their people, hence the verses about a man leaving his family and clinging to his wife. 

At its root, creation of man and woman really has nothing to do with marriage, and more to do with God’s love for humanity that a suitable partner for mankind is found in order that we all have someone with whom we can share our life’s journey.

They both sat there in complete silence until one of them asked, “Why don’t they teach this in all churches?” To which my answer was I don’t know. But it’s something I teach, and it’s something I hope people would at least be willing to listen to and have a discussion about. They both looked at each other and said, “That’s the kind of church I want to go to.”

Sometimes we allow the rules which man has passed down to get in the way of truly living by the intent of the laws which the reformers of Josiah’s time meant to teach us; the laws which allow us to live in such a way as to take care of one another through mutual respect of personhood and property, while never forgetting the God who is at the center of the reason we still exist as a people.

It is in these laws, the laws which require us to find a way to bring all people together, that God asks us to live. So, respect one another’s choices, seek to understand rather than condemn, and in the end if common ground can’t be found, love unconditionally anyway. 

God is with us all.  Amen.

Monday, August 24, 2015

A New Zip Code

1 Kings 8:22-30, 41-43

A few summers ago Ann and I went on what would become the driving adventure of all time. On this trip we were going to spend a couple days in Las Vegas, then visit some friends in Santa Rosa before coming home. We had the whole trip planned out; even making sure we printed the maps we would need before going on this road trip.

This trip was maybe 12 years ago, and printing a map from the internet was really the best and most up-to-date way to get directions. The version we’ve all come to know and love, the one which today appears on our smart phones at the touch of a screen, didn’t exist yet. As Ann and I would soon find out, the lack of better technology would turn out to be what makes this particular trip probably one of our best.

We took our trip during July, which is when we usually take our trips, and spent the first 3 or 4 days with family in Vegas. That in itself was a great part of our vacation, walking the strip from Mandalay bay to The Cal. We ducked in and of the hotel lobbies to see their great designs, marveling in the fresh flowers, titan-like statues, and overhead skies which were projected onto the lobby ceilings.


We stopped to eat lunch and dinner, spent a few moments in casinos – honestly, a few moments – and when night fell we found our way back to Ann’s sister’s house to sleep until the next day when it all started again.

At the end of that stay, we rented a car which would take us from Las Vegas, Nevada to Santa Rosa, California. We had decided before the vacation that we didn’t want to drive on the main highways and freeways when we traveled between Nevada and California. So we mapped a path using highway 15 to get out of Nevada, which would take us south and eventually west, connecting us with other highways until we reached the 101, which we would take us north along the California coast to Santa Rosa.

The map which we used said it would take half a day to get to our destination, so instead of driving that far and for that long in one day, we decided to turn it into a two-day adventure. That would give us time to stop at various places along the way, even if some of those places would be unplanned. I’ll admit that we were a little nervous about the road trip, maybe a bit worried as well, as this was the first time either of us had attempted something like this before.

The adventure started out good, albeit a little frightening. The first point on our map we needed to cross once we got out of Nevada was somewhere called the Mountain Pass, which for those of us who have never traveled to someplace like this, is exactly what it sounds like. I vividly remember the highway straightening out and there ahead of us, at what looked like the end of the road, were two mountains, one on each side of the path we were on.

To make things a little more worrisome, hovering over this mountain pass were very dark clouds from which sparks of lightening could be seen. We were literally driving into a thunder storm and there was no way to get around it without turning back. We drove on, knowing that God was with us, and that we had each other.

Of course, being island people we had no idea how far that pass really was, and by the time we reached it the storm had moved on and the skies above our path were clear.

A few hours later we began getting hungry and we came across a truck stop in Yuma, California called Peggy Sues. We stopped to eat there, enjoying the diner’s 50’s and 60’s atmosphere and memorabilia, which featured posters from old movies such as King Kong and Gone with the Wind, life-size celebrity figures of Elvis and The Blues Brothers, and even a whole section devoted to Betty Boop.

We moved along, deciding to stop in the first town we came to that had a Hotel 6. We found one, but unfortunately the Motel 6 had no occupancies so we stayed at another motel; one which I would rather not stir any real memories of. Let’s just say it gave us a place to rest for the night and for that we were thankful.

The next day began with a breakfast so large, eaten at a diner so greasy, that the meal we had lasted well past lunch. Which was a good thing because our trip was about to take a turn we had not planned for. Somewhere along the way that morning we took a right turn when we should have turned left. Instead of finding our way west to the famous 101, we found ourselves wandering in the deserts of California.

Wandering is a good word for what we were doing because we had no idea where we were, nor did we have any idea on how to get back on track. We were lost. We decided that it would be best if we kept going straight on whatever road we were until we reached someplace where someone could give us directions back.

We literally traveled for hours not seeing anything which resembled a gas station or convenience store. There was no post office or police station, nothing at where we could stop and ask for help. The feeling of being alone began to mix with the feeling of being lost.
We had no idea where we were, until we saw a sign that read, “Jawbone Museum”. Apparently we were in a place called Jawbone, California which was famous enough to have a museum. What excited us more about there being a Jawbone Museum, though, was that there had to be someone inside that museum that could help us find our way back. It’s too bad they were closed.

We were once again lost and alone.

We left Jawbone, heading in the same direction along that single road through the desert. We traveled until we passed through a place called Red Rock Canyon, which I will admit was a very beautiful place, especially as the sun was beginning to fall in the west, shining its rays directly into the canyon and highlighting the red clay rock for which it was named.

On the one hand I fully appreciated the beauty of God’s creation, and on the other I wished there was a convenience store or gas station or something, anything that had a person we could talk to in that God-forsaken place.

I can’t tell you how much further, or longer, we drove. There actually came a point where we regretted making the decision to keep going until we would find someone to help us. We were in that place known as the point of no return. We started the day with a full tank of gas, and now had somewhere between a quarter tank and a half tank. Even if we wanted to turn back we couldn’t for fear of running the tank dry and really being lost and alone.

Then, when all hope had almost escaped from us we came across a little town at the top of a hill. I don’t think we were ever so happy to see civilization as we were in that moment. As we kept driving we saw what we were searching for along this lonely, barren path – a gas station. Not only was it a gas station, but it was open and had a person in it.

We exclaimed, “There is a God!”

We pulled into the station to put gas in our rental car. While there we took the opportunity to use the restroom and ask for directions. “Where are you trying to get to?” the nice young lady asked.

“Santa Rosa”, we replied.

I will never forget the look on this young girl’s face. She was bewildered. “How did you get here?” she inquired.

“We don’t know.” was all we could answer.

“Well”, she said, “You can’t get to Santa Rosa from here, there’s no road that’ll take you west across the state from here. You’ll have to go back the way you came until you find highway 58, which will take you west into Bakersfield where you can connect to the 5 and on your way north towards Santa Rosa.” Just the trip to Bakersfield was about 200 to 300 miles, or another 4 or 5 hours back the way we came.

So we turned around, passed through Red Rock Canyon, which was even more beautiful as the setting sun glowed against the west-facing canyon walls. We pushed through Jawbone, laughing as we passed by that museum and we we soon came across highway 58 where we turned towards a sign which pointed to Bakersfield.

We were on our way.

We eventually made it to our friend’s house in Santa Rosa, but not without getting lost one more time on our way to the Golden Gate Bridge, somehow heading south to San Jose instead.

Let me tell you, that was one adventure. I’ll always remember that feeling of being lost and scared. I’ll always remember how my stomach sank as the young lady told us we couldn’t get to our destination. I’ll always remember passing through a deep canyon as the skies darkened. I’ll also always remember what it was like to finally get to our destination where good friends waited up for us and put us at ease with fresh sheets on a warm bed, all given to us with unconditional love and a deep understanding of what we had just gone through.

I tell you this story because as I read today’s passage all I could think about was how the travelers in the days of King Solomon might have felt alone and a little worried as they traveled their paths from east to west or from south to north. I’m certain the roads were filled with twists and turns, which could have easily led the traveler astray.

I imagine these travelers finally reaching their destination – weary, dirty from the road, hungry and thirsty, and in much need of hospitality.  Then I see their faces as they enter into Solomon’s temple; a place filled with such beauty, a place so grand that all of the worries and fears from their travels melt away as they find themselves enveloped within the home which Solomon built for them.

Yes, I said that Solomon built the temple for them; those weary travelers who need a place to rest and recuperate before moving on to other destinations and adventures.

Last week we were present when Solomon prayed to God to give him the ability to understand how best to make things “pono” for the people which God placed in his protection. This week we listen as Solomon makes an altogether different kind of prayer, one that is more inclusive of just “a great people of a great nation.”

Solomon admits to God that there is no way God could possibly live on earth. He claims with absolute truth that “If heaven, even the highest heaven, can’t contain you, how can this temple that I’ve built contain you?” So instead of dedicating the temple to God, he dedicates the temple to the immigrant, the foreigner, the weary traveler. Solomon dedicates the temple to all who need a place of refuge and a place to find healing.

Then Solomon makes this request; that all who enter this temple will come to know God because the immigrant, the outsider, will be heard by God as they ask for rest for their body and restitution of their souls. The temple which Solomon built is a place for all people to come to know God and for God to know all people. Solomon’s hope is that the temple becomes a place where that relationship between God and people can be made stronger.

Such should be our churches today, don’t you think?

Some churches make the mistake of thinking that God lives within their four walls, that the only way to meet God is to come visit God in their building. The truth is that God is everywhere.  Solomon reminds us that there is no place on earth that can hold God, and the best way to get to know God is to call out to God and to spend some time with God.

Our churches, these buildings, really are for those who are weary and feeling lost and alone. These buildings are for those who are considered outsiders and are living on the fringes of society. These buildings are for us, those who are the builders and caretakers of these walls, to be available to greet the tired, weak, and broken and welcome them into a new life – one filled with the knowledge that there is a God who travels with them and is waiting up for them to arrive so they can lay their weary bodies and souls onto a warm bed and rest under fresh sheets; regardless of who they are or from where they travel.

God is with us all.   Amen.

Monday, August 17, 2015

A Word For The Wise

1 Kings 2:10-12; 3:3-14

A Word For The Wise
1 Kings 2:10-12; 3:3-14

One of the more interesting exercises we did while I was taking ministry classes at Whitworth College was to transpose a story which one of our classmates spoke to us. An oral presentation of that story would be put into writing, and then passed to a different classmate who would rewrite it into a style which would be best understood by the community in which they lived.

The story was then passed to another classmate who would rewrite it so that those who lived in their community 4 or 5 generations from now could still understand its meaning. As you can imagine, the lengths of the story, or the words which were used, or even the writing styles all changed as the stories were passed from one hand to the other, but what we found most interesting is that the meaning of the story never changed. For all of the rewrites and re-edits, the stories held onto what the original storyteller had always intended.

It was explained that this is how many of the stories within the bible came to be; starting out as an oral presentation and ending up written, edited, re-written, and re-edited for each generation and each community to understand. This practice continued until those stories got printed, seemingly once and for all, in the collection of books we know as our bible.

It’s actually a fun exercise and something I encourage you to try at home.


Then, when I was completing my Old Testament course with Vancouver School of Theology, I was delighted when the professor used the same technique to help us understand the Old Testament better. However, our professor, who was a well-established scholar of the Old Testament, introduced to us an extra step – after having us rewrite the story for the third time she had us translate it into a different language.

We all had to admit that we didn’t know the rules of grammar or enough vocabulary of another language to do that exercise, but she pushed us along. One of our classmates actually knew the Hawaiian language enough for us to take one of the stories, the shortest one, and translate it into Hawaiian. We found that to be a difficult task because the Hawaiian language, or at least as much as our classmate knew, didn’t have words or phrases which could be translated directly from the English language. We had to discuss the main idea of the phrase or word which was written in English, and somehow translate that idea as closely as possible using what little Hawaiian we knew.

We never got to finish that exercise, mostly because time was running out. However, we understood what it must have been like for the translators of the bible to take words which were written in ancient Hebrew or Greek, or in Latin, and do their best to bring an understanding to the first bible written in English: the King James Version. It must also have taken the translators of the bible quite some time and discussion to bring to us the many bibles we have written for us in the English language today, many of which try to duplicate an idea for an idea instead of word for word as did the KJV.

Today, I want to use this translation exercise to help bring a closer meaning to what I see the young King Solomon asking for in verse 9 of today’s passage. Please bear with me if this feels more like a classroom lecture than a sermon, but I honestly believe you’ll have a deeper meaning to today’s passage when we are done.

You should have all gotten a copy of the Hawaiian and English versions of  the verse we’ll be focusing on today, if not please raise your hand so we can get one to you. In school we would call this a worksheet, so let’s all look at our worksheet. On your worksheets you’ll see a place to jot down the best definitions for the words which will be translated.

Let’s begin with the first part of that verse, “Nolaila, e haawi mai oe i naauao i kau kauwa nei e hoomalu i kou poe kanaka,” The first word, “Nolaila: simply means “so” as in “So, what do you think so far?” Many of the other words are what literary people would call fillers – the, of, my, yours, and such. So, the first word I’ve highlighted is “ha’awai”, which means to give freely. Here, Solomon is asking God to freely give, as one would freely give a gift to a child or give a hug to someone who is sad.

The next word I want to define is “na’auao”, or knowledge. This, however, is not knowledge one already has, but the knowledge one gets in the process of learning. It is not something already obtained, rather something one is acquiring. Kind of like how you’re all receiving “na’auao” as we go through this list of words together.

The next word needs a little deeper of an explanation. Let me begin with the prefix, “ho’o”, which means to make happen, to bring to fruition, to ensure the completion of something. This will be helpful as we get to a couple of our other words. “Malu” is loosely translated as shade. But the shade which this word represents is not merely a shadow cast by an object; this word literally means the protection which shade can bring. “Ho’omalu”, then, reflects Solomon’s desire to bring God’s people into a place of safety, a place where they can be protected by the “shade” which God provides.
  
Let’s take a look at the second part of today’s verse. “I hiki ia'u ke hookaawale mawaena o ka pono a me ka hewa.” Again, most of these words are possessive descriptors or articles such as “the” or “a” or words such as “of”. So I want to focus on the three words which I think lie at the heart of Solomon’s request: “ho’oka’awale”, “mawena”, and “pono”.

We see in that first word the prefix, “ho’o” again, so we know something will need to come to completion. That thing would be “ka’awale”, or separation. The definition of “ka’awale” is to divide into different parts, or to segregate according to similarities. The next word, “mawaena” simply means between, as in making a choice between this or that. Here we are to understand that Solomon wants the ability to recognize certain things to the point where he can completely understand what is similar and different between them.

That thing Solomon wants to understand is what makes things “pono” or “hewa”. Those who understand Hawaiian know I just used the words which are translated as good and evil; “pono” and “hewa”. However, the idea of “pono” and “hewa” go so much deeper than good or evil. When something is “pono” it is in harmony with all living things. To be “pono” is to to be in such a way where everything is at peace, where all is at rest in your soul and in the life-force of everything God created.

 To be “pono” is what God intended for God’s creation. It is what Jesus so often reminds us when he says to love God with all our being and to love each other and ourselves in the same way. To live “pono” is to live in the realization of hope fulfilled; to live with the joy, peace, and love God created us to share with one another, ourselves, God, and creation from the beginning of time.

“Hewa” is the exact opposite of that. “Hewa” is when things are out of balance, when the disruption in creation’s life force is out of sync and therefore out of our selves and out of all of creation which surrounds us. There is no peace, love, or joy in “hewa”, and if not taken care of “hewa” will eventually destroy hope.

We’ve come to the final portion of today’s verse. Owai la ka mea e hiki ia ia ke hooponopono i kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia. The words which I have chosen to focus on are “owai” and “hooponopono” and the phrase, “kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia.”

I want to say that the word “owai” has become my most favorite word in this whole verse. “Owai” means to entwine as in weaving. When I let this word fill my mind and heart I began visualizing Solomon’s request to be more than the giving of understanding, but the ability to weave together the concept of “pono” with all of God’s people, himself, creation, and God. I literally saw Solomon working with God to enrich the lives of God’s people by bringing everyone and everything together under one love, one God. “Owai”, in its simplest form might mean to weave, but in the context of today’s verse I think it holds a much deeper meaning; bringing together what are now “loose threads” into a tapestry so grand that it would be worthy of hanging in the halls of God’s kingdom.

 Our next word has that great prefix again, “ho’o”. However, this time its followed by a word which duplicates itself, “ponopono”. We already understand the concept of “pono”, so let me explain what is meant by “ponopono”. When a word is doubled in the Hawaiian language it also doubles its meaning. So, “ho’oponopono” would not just mean to bring to completion harmony in the world, it would mean to really, really, really bring to completion harmony within the world.

Another point I need to make about “ho’oponopono” is that in the Hawaiian culture this can be done only through a priest. “Ho’oponopono” can only become reality if the one doing it is appointed by God. In this case, that person would be Solomon.

The phrase, “kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia” is Solomon saying to God, “your great people of this, your greatest nation.”

So, there we have it; today’s exercise in translation. If it’s okay with you I would like you to turn to your neighbor and see if you can write your own translation of the verse from today in the space provided on your worksheet. What you’re going to use are the words, ideas, and concepts which were discussed and try, as best as you are able, to see if you can keep the same ideas which the translators of the Hawaiian bible had. Of course, you will be writing in English. If you need reminders as to what the words mean there is an answer key on the back.

God is with us Always. Amen.







Solomon’s Request Worksheet
(aka “A Word For The Wise”)
·        Nolaila, e haawi mai oe i naauao i kau kauwa nei e hoomalu i kou poe kanaka,
o   Please give your servant a discerning mind in order to govern your people
§  Haawi –________________________________________________
§  Naauao – _______________________________________________
§  Hoomalu
·        Ho’o – ____________________________________________
·        Malu – ____________________________________________
·        i hiki ia'u ke hookaawale mawaena o ka pono a me ka hewa
o   And to distinguish between good from evil
§  Hookaawale
·        Ho’o –_________________________________________
·        Ka’awale – ____________________________________________
§  Mawaena – ______________________________________________
§  Pono v. hewa
·        Pono – ____________________________________________
·        Hewa – ____________________________________________
·        owai la ka mea e hiki ia ia ke hooponopono i kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia.
o   because no one is able to govern this important people of yours without your help
§  Owai – __________________________________________________
§  Hooponopono – ___________________________________________
§  Kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia – _____________________________________________________________
·        Hawaiian version – Nolaila, e haawi mai oe i naauao i kau kauwa nei e hoomalu i kou poe kanaka, i hiki ia'u ke hookaawale mawaena o ka pono a me ka hewa; no ka mea, owai la ka mea e hiki ia ia ke hooponopono i kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia.

·        English version – Please give your servant a discerning mind in order to govern your people and to distinguish between good from evil because no one is able to govern this important people of yours without your help

·        Your version – ______________________________________________________________________
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Solomon’s Request Answer Key
(aka “A Word For The Wise”)
·        Nolaila, e haawi mai oe i naauao i kau kauwa nei e hoomalu i kou poe kanaka,
o   Please give your servant a discerning mind in order to govern your people
§  Haawi – to give freely, by choice
§  Naauao – knowledge, as in to learn
§  Hoomalu
·        Ho’o –to bring to fruition, to make happen, to ensure completion
·        Malu – shade, as in shelter or protection from
·        i hiki ia'u ke hookaawale mawaena o ka pono a me ka hewa
o   And to distinguish between good from evil
§  Hookaawale
·        Ho’o –to bring to fruition, to make happen, to ensure completion
·        Ka’awale – separate
§  Mawaena – between
§  Pono v. hewa
·        Pono – all things in harmony.
·        Hewa – a disruption in the harmony of all things
·        owai la ka mea e hiki ia ia ke hooponopono i kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia.
o   because no one is able to govern this important people of yours without your help
§  Owai – entwine, to weave
§  Hooponopono – to completely and without flaw bring all things into harmony
§  Kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia – your great people of this, your greatest nation.”

·        Hawaiian version – Nolaila, e haawi mai oe i naauao i kau kauwa nei e hoomalu i kou poe kanaka, i hiki ia'u ke hookaawale mawaena o ka pono a me ka hewa; no ka mea, owai la ka mea e hiki ia ia ke hooponopono i kou lahuikanaka he nui loa me neia.

·        English version – Please give your servant a discerning mind in order to govern your people and to distinguish between good from evil because no one is able to govern this important people of yours without your help


·        Pastor Randy’s version – So, I ask you to freely give to me the ability to learn how to create a place of safety for your people and to be able to distinguish between when things are in harmony (with God, each other, ourselves, and creation) or not in harmony, because only if we are woven together can we bring all things into complete harmony for the great people of this, the greatest of nations.