Written by Daniel Hazard
Excerpt from Psalm 93:1
"Robed in majesty . . ."
In a certain demographic, you start to receive used liturgical stoles from your retiring friends. I already have a splendid collection, including a quilted one from a former church in Florida, which is made of pieces from 48 different people plus one Velcro attachable mermaid. She comes on and off and is very useful in children's sermons. The person who gave her to me is a professional mermaid, as in she does birthday parties and more in a splendid mermaid suit. No one "robes" me, the Reverend, "in majesty," but the stoles do suggest a certain station in life.
Robes can robe us by station or function or just keep us warm. Stoles are a bit different. They aren't functional. Instead they tell us of the yoke of Christ, that yoke that is easy and that burden which is light. We wrap ourselves at the neck, the same way Jesus carried the lamb yoked on his shoulders. They are more a job description than a garment. The job: feed my sheep; carry them to food if you must.
At Judson, in addition to a liturgical stole, we give ordinands a feathered boa. We just bought 10 for $8.99 each. We refused to get all green boas even though they were on sale after St. Patrick's Day for $5.99 each. Too conformist, especially when the whole idea of the boa is to robe the stoled one in majesty.
O God, let us ordain each other to majesty and learn how heavy and how light the burden really is.