I’ve always tended to think of Jesus’ Ascension, described in today’s first reading, as a kind of “commencement day” for us. Jesus is the parent, stepping back to let the children grow into their own promise, to set us free to follow his Way on our own two feet. With Daisy’s high school graduation this month, and my own participation in a university graduation last week, I’m thinking today of the words that Jesus might want to say to us, gathered here today, as he gives us comfort and encouragement for his ascension, for a big, new step toward independence, wherever we are in our various life-journeys.
The Jesus I know from the Gospels would want to send us on our way with joy and love, I think. He wouldn’t be all boring and pious, but his words would encourage with compassion. I actually heard this kind of Jesus-voice last week, powerfully reflected in the words of Margaret Renkl, a Nashville writer and New York Times columnist. She was speaking at the Sewanee baccalaureate ceremony that Don and I attended. As she was speaking, I knew right away that I had to share her words with you today.[1] They are directed at our younger folks, but they speak to us older generations, as well. So listen—and hear the wisdom of the ascended Christ for us today:
“You are children of the 21st century, and yours is the first generation to recognize the inescapable urgency of climate change, the first not to deny the undeniable loss of biodiversity. You have grown up in an age permeated by the noise of a 24-hour news cycle, by needless political polarization, by devastating gun violence, by the isolating effects of “social” media. You have seen hard-won civil rights rolled back. You have come of age at a time of existential threat — to the planet, to democracy, to the arc of the moral universe itself — and none of it is your fault.
I wouldn’t blame you if you’re wondering how somebody of my generation, which wrecked so much that is precious, could dare to offer you advice. My only response is that age has exactly one advantage over the energy and brilliance of youth: Age teaches a person how to survive despair.
The years have shown me that hardship is only one part of life, and not remotely the largest part. Hardship always lives side by side with happiness. Pain always finds its fullest partner in joy. Love takes many forms, some of them surprising, and people are almost always kinder than we expect. The world is beautiful. And most people are good.
When you’re in a waiting room and an angry commentator on the corner television is telling you that the world is full of awful people who are trying to hurt you or take away what’s rightfully yours, think about all the good people you know. Remember how very many good people you know and how many times a perfect stranger has been good to you in tiny ways — offering to push your cart back to the store, waving you ahead in traffic, sharing an eye-roll at the gate when yet another flight delay is announced.
When you find yourself deeply doubting the goodness of the human race, ask yourself these questions: Who is profiting from your sadness and your anger? Who is getting rich by making you afraid? Someone is. Not counting uncooperative politicians and partisan media figures, most people are sincerely trying their best to get along. If you talk to them, they will listen. If you listen, they will talk to you. Most people are good. Remind yourself that most people are good.
As you enter the world, remember, too, how beautiful this place is. Remember the gentle fog. Remember the rocky bluffs and the immense diversity of trees... Remember the cry of the broad-winged hawk teaching her fledglings to hunt.
Wherever you go, even in the deepest city canyons ... there will be fascinating creatures who are trying to live out their lives in the same place where you are trying to live out yours. Make room for your wild neighbors. Learn what they need and how you can help them. It will make you feel better about the mess your species has made of things if you can find a way to help.
We are, all of us, creatures. We belong to this gorgeous world in all the same ways that the coyotes ... belong to this world. In all the same ways that the fog- shrouded trees belong to this world. You may come someday to feel trapped in asphalt and concrete, but you are not trapped. When you are restless or lonely or afraid, go for a walk in the park or a hike in the woods. Plant a little garden, if only in pots on the sidewalk. Being in the wild world will make you feel better. Get your hands dirty. I promise you will feel better.
And merely by falling in love with the world, you will begin to make it better. Human beings will work to their dying breath to save something they love. Fall in love with the wild world, and you are taking the first step toward saving it.
The world is beautiful. People are good.
Days will come when even those simple truths will be hard to remember. When the self-doubts creep in and the worries descend, think of the frogs singing in the springtime ponds or the hawks crying in the sky. Think of the classmate who lent you her textbook or the stranger who took the time to call a tow truck when your phone was dead.
The world is beautiful. People are good.
If you can remember those two things, you will find your way to understanding that nothing ever came of despair, that change happened only because good people worked together to make an unfair world better....
Already your generation — the lockdown generation — is forcing those in power to confront the injustice of gun violence. Already your generation has seen how rapidly the economy can transition to clean energy when technological innovation comes together with political will. You have had a taste of how good people working together can force those in power to do better by fragile human beings and the fragile planet alike.
... You will be prepared for whatever challenges may come your way if you remember only two things:
The world is beautiful. People are good.
And remembering that will help you remember how good you are, and how much good you can do, too.”
The world is beautiful. People are good. Let us go forth, to love and serve the Lord. Amen.
[1] Margaret Renkl, “Graduates, My Generation Wrecked So Much That is Precious: How Can I Offer You Advice?” in The New York Times, May 15, 2023. Found at https://www.nytimes.com/2023/05/15/opinion/letter-to-graduates-hope-despair.html?searchResultPosition=1.
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