Beer Advent Day 15: Keller Pils

keller-pils

Brewery:  Summit Brewing Co.

Location:  St. Paul, MN

Style:  Pilsener  ABV: 5.1%

Contributed By:  Mat Reimer  (Thanks Mat!)

Summit Brewing was founded in 1986 to rediscover the traditional brewing methods behind the great handcrafted beers that once flowed throughout the Midwest.  It was named ‘Summit Brewing’ after St. Paul’s legendary Summit Avenue.  Summit Avenue makes its boast as the largest stretch of Victorian houses in the United States where most of these near-mansions are single family homes.

Summit Brewing Co. is celebrated their 30th anniversary earlier this year and to celebrate 30 years, they brewed three special beers: English-Style Barley Wine, Double IPA, and the Keller Pils that you will enjoy tonight. These beers exemplify the spirit of Summit: grounded in tradition and quality, but always looking forward with innovation and modern technology.

Cheers to this unfiltered German Pils from our neighbors to the Northwest!

Advent Reflection: Luke 1: 46-55  The Magnificat – Mary’s Song
And Mary said “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. And his mercy is for those who fear him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with his arm; he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts; he has brought down the mighty from their thrones and exalted those of humble estate; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty. He has helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy, as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his offspring forever.”

 

YOUR HUMBLE ESTATE
Humility was a vice in Ancient Greco-Roman culture. It is also a vice to modern Enlightenment thinkers. Seeking humility is truly a “scandalon” or scandal. It is an offense, a literal stumbling block. It brings you low to the “humus” or soil of the earth.

But Jewish thought, and as a result Christian thought, prized humility as a character virtue. Beautiful and good for its own sake, it also moves a person toward others and finds social good for the sake of finding shalom or eudaimonia as individuals in community.

Humility is fundamentally recursive and self-regarding, but also fundamentally relational and others-regarding. Humility, I think, is a state of low-self concern matched with an ownership of limitation and finitude. It moves us toward solidarity with those “beneath us,” reflecting our utterly dependent and socially embedded nature.

But it is most definitely a stumbling block. We love to praise humility, but we hate to seek it.

Mary’s humility is especially scandalous for us power-hungry Western Christians.

We’ve been living life upside-down. We’ve sought power, influence, honor, strength, government office, employee of the month, homecoming king, productivity, likes, retweets. But life at the top is lonely. We’re baffled when our formulas fail. We’re shocked when greatness doesn’t feel so great. We still wonder—stupefied—why life doesn’t seem to work.

And so the magnifying (making great) eschatological vision spoken by the Mother of God should come as the pain of failure to the contemporary American church. If it is offensive, it is because we are upside-down and she is right-side-up. And like the Mother she is, she has words and example to guide us.

The question is, Will you and I follow Mary’s vision of greatness?

And another question is, Where do you think Jesus learned that the first shall be last and the greatest are servants and exaltation comes through humility? (Matthew 23:11-12)

Mary the Mother of Jesus is a 14-year-old middle-eastern girl, about to become a political refugee, shameful to her family and her betrothed, the kind of person that “gets put away quietly.” We would ignore her, at best. Maybe we would do much worse.

It is this despised and oppressed body that becomes pregnant—very full indeed—with God. The Logos enters the Chaos through her. Word made flesh burrowing and borrowing and plunging into her womb, as Rilke said. It was Mary’s flesh offered to Christ’s. Those pluripotent cells reduplicated, feeding off her humble body. The morning sickness, the aching lower back, the blood and waters of delivery. Radical particularity. Radically unknown. Upside-down.

But almost immediately, we affirm with her, the Magnificat. We want it to make sense. We want to get it. This moment is so glorious and ecstatic for us. We see the better, lower road whereby humility leads to our ultimate good. Rilke thinks of Mary as somehow growing, able to bear countless others, every other creature throws light and finds themselves righted by this complete reception of one’s humble estate, a productive humility that bears many children full of life. She was “the forest no one had explored.” “Her simple and unself-centered Mary-life” of humility offers “paths leading everywhere.”

Advent is an earthquake at dawn. For those of us whose eyes have not been adjusted, it’s light is blinding and disorienting. It moves the earth under our feet, it causes us to stumble from our prideful heights. Our eyes are still fixed on the way of power, success, wealth, and brutal self-exertion and self-magnification. Our feet are still planted on the sand of our own glory. But Mary’s little way sees clearly in this dawn of light, and deftly moves through the world restoratively, for it is already low to the ground and prepared for God’s own humble way of love.

-from ‘The Advent Project 2016’ Center for Christianity, Culture & the Arts

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