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Drew’s Final Sunday
What Were You Arguing About on the Way?
Sermon from May 3rd, 2015. The text for this week’s sermon was Mark 9:30-37.
What Were You Arguing About on the Way?
The first sentence in the book of Mark declares that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of God. But it isn’t until about halfway through the book that Jesus explains to us what that means. In Chapter 8, verse 34, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake and for the sake of the gospel will save it…” he continues, “Those who are ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of them the Son of Man will also be ashamed when he comes in the glory of his Father and with the holy angels.” From this point on, Jesus has turned his face toward Jerusalem and the cross, and he will not swerve to the right or to the left.
The disciples are on this journey with Jesus, making their way towards Jerusalem, but they don’t fully understand where they are going. As they are passing through Galilee on the way to Capernaum, they get into a heated discussion about which one of them is the greatest. And when they arrive in Capernaum, Jesus asks them, “What were you arguing about on the way?” And the disciples have nothing to say.
The disciples have nothing to say because they know they’ve been caught talking about what they’re really thinking. Jesus has been showing and telling them for years now, that the Way that he is proclaiming involves making yourself low. He is explaining that he is on his way to be betrayed, handed over, and executed as a terrorist. And the disciples are jockeying for position. What were they arguing about on the way? They were competing with each other and ignoring where they were going.
There’s an old Adam Sandler movie called Billy Madison. I don’t know if any of y’all have ever seen it, and it’s pretty juvenile so don’t count this as a ringing endorsement or anything. The idea is that a worthless playboy has to go through K-12 education and graduate in 4 weeks in order to prove that he should inherit his father’s company. So he has to retake all the grades. And while he is in first grade they go on a field trip to a farm, and when it’s time to come back, Billy notices that one of the other students is missing. Billy finds him hiding behind the barn because he’s had an accident, and he doesn’t want the other kids to see. And Billy sees this kid and the embarrassment that he’s about to experiment, and he runs over to the water pump and splashes a ton of water on his pants. And when they get back on the bus, Billy walks in first, with water all down his leg, and the kids look at him and say “Did you just pee your pants?” and Billy says, “Yes. And you know what it’s cool.”
He made himself a fool, so that his friend wouldn’t look foolish. He made himself low, so that his friend wouldn’t have to experience humiliation. In a nutshell, this is what Jesus did. He knew the law and the Torah and he was a good and righteous Jew but he ate with tax collectors and sinners, the outcasts and the dirty people and the marginalized of their society. He could have been great, but he made himself low. He made himself low, to reject the artificial hierarchies of who is great and who is not, and who is worth loving and who isn’t.
But making yourself low is hard work. As Christianity turned from an outlaw religion into state religion, being Christian no longer required the sacrifice of aligning yourself with the marginalized. Christians became parts of the structure of power, and you could be powerful and a Christian. For most of American history, being a Christian was a prerequisite to power. In colonial times, Christians set themselves above others, and guarded the keys to the kingdom zealously. Christians were good, respectable folk, and anyone else was a no-good wastrel. And Christians had to go through long and intense interviews in order to prove their faith to the church.
And even now we struggle with this issue. When we talk about Christianity we often equate Christianity with righteousness, which leads us to assume that as Christians we are more righteous than everyone else. When we talk about avoiding temptation, we talk about surrounding ourselves with people of faith, which often means avoiding exactly those people whom Jesus sought out.
I struggle this when I hear people say negative things about Christianity. I want to defend the church, and so I find myself arguing against those people rather than listening to them. Trying to protect our reputation is what leads to people covering up the Church’s mistakes instead of trying to resolve them.
And even within Christianity, I find it easy think of myself as better than other Christians, because I believe the right things and they don’t, or I adopt certain behaviors that others don’t, or I support the right causes, and they don’t. I get in facebook arguments with people, which is never a good look. It’s easy to feel superior because I agree with myself, and surround myself with people who agree with me. And so I live in my smug little world and congratulate myself for being right and argue that my way is better then everyone else’s way, mostly to people who already agree with me.
But this isn’t what Jesus demanded of us. He didn’t walk around talking about how he was better than the temple priests; he touched lepers instead. He didn’t scorn tax collectors because they took advantage of the people; he loved them and shared with them so that they wouldn’t take advantage of the people. He didn’t stand in the Temple all day arguing to score points against the Pharisees and the Sadducees and the Herodians. He put a kid in his lap and said, “Be more like him.” He looked at his disciples arguing over who was the best, and said “What were you arguing about on the way?”
What is fascinating about this particular question is that phrase, “The Way.” Before Christians were known as Christians, back when they were just groups of people meeting in homes to eat bread and drink wine and recount stories of their Lord, they referred to themselves as followers “The Way.” The earliest self-designation of Christians we have is this phrase, “The Way.” In Acts, Saul gets permission to go to Damascus to persecute followers of The Way before his conversion. In the earliest known catechism, called the Didache, or the Teachings of the Twelve Apostles, the first sentence describes two ways, the way of death and the way of life.
In other words, “The Way” isn’t just the road to Jerusalem, it is the whole endeavor of trying to follow in Jesus’ footsteps. The Way is the path that Jesus followed, a path of resistance to domination by not trying to climb up the ladder but making himself low. Jesus said if we don’t fight each other but fight for each other, then we might have a chance to overcome the forces of human sinfulness and corrupted power and dwell in the Kingdom of God. It isn’t about becoming great, it is about making greatness irrelevant.
And my great fear is that the time of reckoning will come. And I shall see my Lord face to face, and my Lord will say, “What were you arguing about on the way?” And I will have nothing to say for myself.
Sermon for April 19th, 2015
Here is Drew’s sermon for the Sunday of April 19th, 2015. The text for this week was Romans 12:1-8.
A Living Sacrament
There were a lot of special people in the church where I grew up. There was/were:
Bill Garner*, who kept a roll’s worth of quarters in his pockets and would give 50 cents to anyone who wanted to buy a coke from the coke machine. I learned from him to always have something to give, even if it isn’t a lot.
Freya Allen, who spearheaded our church’s involvement in one of Memphis’s homeless ministries. I learned from her how to be fired up about mission, and people who were down on their luck weren’t really any different from me.
Henri Barden – Henri and his wife Susanna raised a generation of youth in my church, but I was too young to have them. But I remember at a church party watching him listen and learn from someone about how our tax structure affects the poor, and I learned too things: you never stop learning or trying to be better, and being a Christian involves thinking about how the system affects the weak and vulnerable, and fighting to change it when necessary.
And George and Milla Evans: When my grandparents couldn’t come to school with me on grandparents day because they lived far away, George and Milla would come to school and be my grandparents. They taught me that love went beyond family, and that adding more people into your family didn’t mean there was any less love.
These weren’t the only special people in my congregation, and probably if you ask me a week from now I would share with you a whole new batch of people. It just so happens that I was thinking about these people this week because I got into a conversation about communion.
I went out for beer with some friends the other day, and somehow we got to talking about Communion and transubstantiation. Transubstantiation is the Catholic understanding of communion, that sometime during the Eucharistic prayer, the bread and wine turn into the actual physical body and blood of Jesus.
And my friend, he’s a good old boy, Presbyterian, explains that Presbyterians don’t believe in transubstantiation. He said, “We believe that communion is a symbol of Jesus body and blood, but not the real thing.” Now that’s not the kind of thing you say around a Presbyterian minister, because Presbyterian ministers can be kind of particular about that kind of thing. We’re particular about that kind of thing because ordination exams are particular about that kind of thing, which is largely because many of the denominational divides turn on little points of dogma like this one. I could the words coming, a long speech about the technical differences between the different denominations and their various understandings of the presence of Christ in the Lord’s Supper. I had to take a big swallow of beer to keep that down. And it didn’t work. A few minutes later, I did clarify just a minor distinction.
Presbyterians do not believe that the bread and wine are just symbols. We don’t believe that when Jesus said “This is my body” he meant “This represents my body.” We do believe that Jesus is actual factual present in the bread, we simply believe that it is a metaphysical reality rather than a physical reality. Jesus’ body and blood are spiritually present in the bread and the wine. Think of what happened in our Gospel story, for example. The doors to the Upper Room were locked, and Jesus came into the room. As Jesus passed through the doors, in some sense he was present in the door. But the door didn’t suddenly acquire the physical properties of Jesus.
Presbyterians believe that the sacraments of the Lord’s Supper and Communion are signs. And that’s the biblical meaning of sign. As in, “The Lord himself with give you a sign. Look the young woman is with child and shall bear a son, and shall name him Immanuel” (Isaiah 7:14). As in, “And this shall be a sign for you, you shall find the child wrapped in cloth and lying in a manger.” A sign is evidence that what you hear is true.
The Lord’s Supper is a sacrament. And a sacrament is a sign of an alternate reality, the reality of Christ’s love for us, the reality of Christ’s death on the cross. In the way that a seal on an old letter would tell you who it was from, the sacrament of the Lord’s Supper is a seal on the promises of forgiveness and resurrection, so that we know who they came from. If we trust in Him, then we can trust in them.
The point of Baptism and Communion is that they point to a deeper reality, they are physical tangible means of experiencing the realities behind them. Jesus gave these signs to his disciples so that they would trust in his promises. They were passed down to us so that we would know these promises. And we pass them down to our children so that they will know his promises too.
Which brings me back to those special people at Balmoral Presbyterian Church. I know the promises of God because of those special people. They passed them on to me. And here’s the thing. Those people weren’t symbols of the love of God. They were signs. If George and Milla Evans could love me like their child even though I wasn’t, then God could love me like God’s child too. If Bill Garner could be generous with everyone that he meets, then maybe I could too. If Freya Allen could change people’s lives just by putting up some beds for them in the Sunday School rooms, then I could change the world too.
The people that I grew up with were living sacraments. They were living, breathing signs that God’s promise is real. I suspect that any one of us who really thinks about it could find a few living sacraments in their own lives, people whose lives were signs and seals of God’s promises to us.
This is, of course, who we are called to be. We are called to use our lives to point at another reality, the reality of Christ’s love for us all. And we do it in the simplest ways possible. We watch out for someone’s kids. Offer a helping hand to someone in need. Invite strangers into our homes and our lives and our church.
It is as easy ordinary as bread and juice. But for all those who come after us, it will be a sign of the infinite love and redeeming grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. However we want to articulate or explain it, you can be sure that Jesus himself will be present in it.
*I changed names, because I’d hate for someone to be embarrassed or upset by what I said about them.
Thank You Thank You Thank You, Help Me Help Me Help Me
Sermon for Palm Sunday comes from two passages, Psalm 118 and Luke 19:28-40. We begin our Holy Week Services on Monday at our church at 12:00 noon. There will be a short worship service followed by lunch.
Thank you and Help Me
Anne Lamott says that all the prayers in the world can be boiled down to two forms. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” and “Help me, Help me, help me” In Psalm 118, and in the Palm Sunday procession, we have them both.
Every year, the king of Judah would ride, from the direction of the Jordan River valley, into the city of Jerusalem, on an ass. The king would stop at various points along the way and recount his near death at the hands of enemies and how God had defeated them for him. When he arrived at the entrance to the Temple, he would say “Open to me the gates of righteousness, that I may enter through them and give thanks to the Lord.” Thank you, thank you, thank you. And the chief priests and the royal court would respond “This is the gate of the Lord; the righteous shall enter through it.” Together in the Temple they would all cry out to the Lord for help. “Hosanna!” they would say, “Save us!” Help me, help me, help me.
The whole thing was a special royal ceremony, meant to reaffirm that this was God’s chosen King and God’s chosen Kingdom. Psalm 118 was the liturgy for this procession. The story of the king’s near defeat and then God’s vindication. The stone that the builders rejected had become the cornerstone. The ceremony was celebration of thanksgiving for that God has rescued them from calamity and a plea that God would rescue them again. Thank you. Help me.
At the beginning of one particular Passover during the reign of Herod, a similar procession occurred. Jesus rode into Jerusalem on an ass from the nearby town of Bethany. Only the chief priests and the royal court were not waiting to invite him in. The first Palm Sunday procession was probably a small procession, and not well recognized.
There is no one to recognize him because he does not come from traditional centers of power. Bethlehem and Nazareth weren’t exactly hubs of cultural activity. When the disciple Nathanael first hears of Jesus he says, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?”
There is no one to recognize him because the Gospel that he proclaims challenges the ones in power. Both the “might-makes-right” philosophy of the Romans and the elaborate self-justifications of the wealthy landowning classes are challenged by his teachings. Blessed are the meek. Turn the other cheek. Ye without sin cast the first stone. The last shall be first. His ideas are threatening to their careers and their bank accounts. They will not be there to join in the procession, because they have rejected his teachings. The stone that the builders rejected has become the chief cornerstone.
Because the powerful refuse to recognize him, the disciples assume their role and welcome the king. They lay down their cloaks for him, and they wave the royal palms and shout hosanna to their God. The disciples aren’t very impressive people. They aren’t important: fishermen, low-wage laborers, and tax collectors. They aren’t very righteous: they violate the Sabbath, they touch lepers, they’re hardly ever clean. They aren’t very bright: they rarely understand what Jesus is saying.
There isn’t much special about them, except that when Jesus called, they went. And when the wealthy officials and royal courts don’t show up to welcome Jesus, they do. These crazy fools, silly enough to believe that a kingdom of mercy and righteousness could be real, these are the ones who proclaim his royal entrance. These are the ones who bid him enter the gates of righteousness. These are the ones who say, in spite of the way the world has treated them, “This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” The stones that were rejected had become the chief cornerstone.
Some of the Pharisees who see this procession are angry. They are outraged that the disciples would enact the royal ceremony for Jesus, and welcome him into the city like God’s chosen king. They order Jesus to tell them to stop. But Jesus replies. “I tell you if these were silent, the stones would shout.” If no one had come, God would have drawn praise out from the rock.
The Gospel that Jesus proclaims is a challenge to the powers and the principalities of this world, then and now. The powerful demand justice, and then write the laws to ensure they will never face it. Jesus says even the standard of justice is too harsh. Jesus proclaims mercy, and asks us to offer no punishment unless we are free of blame. The powers that be divide the world into categories and assign value based on them: cool or uncool, rich or poor, respectable or dishonorable, smart or dumb. You can only be blessed if you look right, act right, or come from the right family. But Jesus invited everyone to the table. The powers that be declare that everything is for sale, and if you have nothing to sell you are worthless. But Jesus proclaims that you are bought and paid for, at the highest price imaginable, more valuable than his own life.
We face the same choice the disciples had. What do you do when the world refuses to recognize the kingdom? When power and greed and violence reign, and there is no room for mercy, forgiveness, and love. It may seem that there is nothing that we can do. And perhaps it seemed that way for the disciples. But as silly, crazy, and foolish as it may have seemed, they got up and they followed him anyway. And when the time came for them to come to Jerusalem, they proclaimed the reign of Jesus as their ancestors had proclaimed the Messiah long ago.
They reminded themselves of God’s greatness, of all the things God has done for God’s people. They said thank you, to a God who is good. And they asked for God’s salvation again. They shouted Hosanna. They called for help, to a God who is our present help in times of need.
And we can do the same thing. We may not be important or powerful, but we have God who is. And our God has brought down the powerful and lifted up the lowly. The stone that the builders rejected has become the chief cornerstone. We can proclaim the kingdom of God, even when our voices seem small and unheard. We can offer our gifts, even when our gifts seem worthless and vain. We can share our cloaks, even when our cloaks are tattered and worn. We can say thank you to a God who has gotten us this far. And we can ask for help, that God would carry us a little bit farther. Because we too are a little bit foolish. And a little bit crazy. And we too believe that the King has come to this world.
 Sanders, James. “The Conversion of Paul” Impact no 9 Fall 1982, p. 75.
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Repentance: From Our Heart to Our Hands
Sermon from March 22nd, 2015. The texts for this week’s sermon are Luke 18:18-30 and Acts 16:25-34.
Repentance: From Our Heart to Our Hands
A woman is being tailgated down a busy avenue by a guy in a Chevy Silverado. When the light turns yellow, she stops before the crosswalk rather than trying to accelerate through the intersection, which forces him to slam on his brakes. He is furious because he wasn’t able to get through the intersection, he’s going to be late for a meeting, and the sudden stop made him spill coffee all over his suit.
And he lets her have it. He slams on the horn and hollers in frustration, and was just in the middle of giving her a piece of his mind when he hears a knock on the window. A very serious looking officer is motioning for him to roll it down. The officer told the man to come out and put his hands on the hood of the car. He takes him down to the station where he is booked, photographed, fingerprinted, and placed in a holding cell.
A few hours later someone comes to get him and escorts him back out to booking, where the arresting officer was there with his clothes and keys.
“I’m very sorry about the confusion, sir.” said the officer. “I pulled up behind you when you were blowing your horn, giving the finger, and swearing like a sailor at the car in front of you. I noticed the What Would Jesus Do? sticker on your bumper, the JC4LIFE vanity tags, and the chrome fish-emblem on your tailgate. Naturally… I assumed you had stolen the car.
This Lent we’re talking about repentance. We’ve talked about how confession is an act of hope, how self-examination helps us become better Christians, and how good things happen when people turn to God. This week we’re going to talk about the nuts and bolts of repentance. Repentance begins with a thought, but it leads to action. Like Christianity as a whole, repentance isn’t about thinking the right things. It is about doing the right things. It isn’t about what you say you believe. It’s about how you live your beliefs. If you found you made a wrong turn on the highway, you wouldn’t keep going in the wrong direction. You’d turn around. In the same way, repentance only means something if we reorient our actions as well as our minds.
We have two stories for today. In our Gospel story for today, a rich young man asks Jesus what he must do to inherit eternal life. And Jesus tells him that he needs to sell everything that he has, and give it to the poor, and then come follow him.
In our story from Acts, Paul and Silas are thrown into prison in Philippi, and a miracle happens. An earthquake shakes the prison to its foundations, opening the doors and releasing the prisoners from their chains. The jailer is amazed at the power that seems to protect them. He asks what must I do to be saved? And they tell him that what has happened is the work of Jesus Christ.
In both of these stories, someone asks what they must do to receive the blessings of God. And in each story, they are given an honest answer. Become a follower of Jesus Christ. One of them is able to turn himself down the right path. The other is not. One story ends in sadness. The other in rejoicing. And the difference is that the jailer’s experience led him not just to thought, but to action.
When I was a teenager, our youth group used to go to the Montreat Youth Conference. It was always an incredible experience. We gathered in a big auditorium for worship, and we bonded with new people in our small groups. And every night we would get together with our own group for something called Back Home group. That was always the most powerful experience of the conference. We would talk about our experiences and our faith in ways that we couldn’t at home. We would have incredible spiritual awakenings. Our lives were transformed in Back Home group.
I remember one year we were in Back Home group talking about what happens when we go home. Anyone who has ever been to one of these things knows what happens. The feelings go away. The memory fades. We go back to school. Our friends we left behind expect us to be the same person we used to be. And hardly anything changes.
One year we were sitting with each other partaking in the annual tradition of saying that it would be different this year. But this time there was a girl who simply told it like it was. She was a pretty girl, and popular. And she said to one of the other girls (who was not so popular), “This week I’ve come to know you so well, and I love you so much. But when we go back to school, I won’t talk to you. I won’t even say hi to you in the halls. I can’t.” You might think she was shallow to say something like that. But really, she was just being honest. But even if we thought this year would be different, every single one of us totally understood what she meant.
At a retreat, you’re apart from the expectations and the pressure of your life. But when you came home, you’re not. Everyone expects you to be a certain way. The social pressure is too much. If she started talking to the wrong people, her friends might cut her off. They would say cruel things about her and anyone who spoke to her. It would be social suicide. Maybe you think it’s silly, but in high school that’s your whole life. Or maybe you know too well what being seen with the wrong people can do to your reputation. She couldn’t risk losing that because of a week of summer camp. And I don’t blame her.
And I don’t blame the rich young ruler either, to be honest. He makes the same decision that I have made many a time. I think about what I would have to give up in order to do the right thing, and I’m sad. Because I know myself. And I know I won’t. Whether it’s making myself look foolish for another, or giving up my comforts so that others might be included, I catch myself choosing like the rich young man more often than I’d like to admit.
But take a look at what the jailer does for Paul and Silas. At that very hour of the night the jailer took them and washed their wounds. An hour ago he was ready to kill himself for fear of what they would do if the prisoners escaped on his watch. Now he was taking them to his home. Can you imagine if a jailer did that now? Brought a prisoner to his home, gave him a bath, made dinner? That jailer’s life would be over.
The moment of belief turns into action. He heard Paul and Silas tell the story of Jesus. Maybe they even told the story of how Jesus washed the disciples feet, and said that “I, your Lord and Teacher, have just washed your feet. You, then, should wash one another’s feet.” And not an hour after he first believes, the jailer is washing their feet. He is an example of true repentance. True repentance begins in our heart, but it ends with our hands.
A young woman went home to visit her parents at their ranch and noticed they had some new neighbors. Making conversation with her mother on the front porch, she asked, “What are they like?”
“I haven’t met them yet,” her mother said. This surprised the daughter. Her mother had always been a social butterfly, and never before had someone new come to town without a plate of Jello or a loaf of her famous cranberry walnut banana bread. “I’m a little uncomfortable. It may take me a day or two to work up the nerve.”
“What makes you uncomfortable, Mama?”
“He is black… I know… it’s hard. I know it’s silly, but he makes me nervous, and uncomfortable. I grew up in a world where this didn’t happen. I’ve been trying to change the way I feel for 60 years. I finally realized I can only change the way I think and act.”
“But you never expressed any of this, the whole time I was raised,” said the daughter.
“I didn’t want to teach you wrong.” she whispered.
Later that day, she did work up the nerve, and brought over a loaf of bread that helped strike up a great friendship. And years later, when the daughter was sitting at her mother’s bedside in a hospital in the city, it was those friends who fed the animals and looked after the ranch.
Repentance is a process. It moves from a conviction in our heart to the movement of our feet. When we repent we do so in the hope that God has mercy, and in the hope that we can do better. We turn ourselves to God, because good things happen to people who turn to God. But in order for it to be effective, we must turn our hand to the plow as well. Make right the wrongs we have committed. Make amends for the wrongs we can’t right. Change the behaviors that led us wrong. It is hard. It is scary. It can be painful. But it is not repentance if we do not. It is something else, something lesser, a meaningless pleasantry, an empty offer. Love takes work, not just words.
But the work of repentance has rewards. The rewards are found in the knowledge that through repentance we are more whole people. They are known in repaired relationships, new friends, the profound experience of being forgiven. The work of repentance begins with God at work in our hearts, showing us what is good and right and perfect, but the work is not done until the rest of our selves is involved too.
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Bless Your Heart
Sermon from March 1, 2015. Text for this Sunday’s sermon is Luke 18:9-14.
Bless Your Heart
I’m sure many of you are familiar with the phrase, “Bless your heart,” as a way to soften a harsh statement. “Bless his heart, but he couldn’t drive his way out of a paper bag,” you might hear someone say. It’s an easy way to make an insult sound like something other than an insult.
Now as Southerners, politeness is more than just a virtue, it’s a necessity. And out of necessity, we have developed all sorts of other phrases to disguise what we really mean. For example, Southerners have such a treasure trove of ways to apologize without ever saying we are sorry, you could get a Senator to take notes.
There’s the classic “mistakes were made” apology. “I’m so sorry that happened” How did it happen? Who knows how that mailbox got run over, or how I got that scratch on my bumper? We’re both upset. And I’m sorry it happened.”
Or you can apologize for someone’s feelings, but not your actions. “I’m so sorry you feel that way.” I’m not sorry about anything I’ve done. But I’m sorry you feel that way.
Or there’s the pre-emptive apology. “I’m sorry for what I’m about to do” If you’re apologizing for something and then going ahead and doing it anyway, then you surely aren’t sorry enough.
If you’re a skilled Southern locutioner you might could do all of them at once. “I’m sorry if anyone gets upset by what I’m about to say, but those cupcakes are gone and we’re all just going to have to deal with it, regardless of how many crumbs there are on my sweater.”
Now like most Southernisms, these phrases have a time and a place when they are appropriate to smooth things over. I like to say that apologies and Thank You notes are the grease that keeps the wheels of society moving. But we’re talking about repentance for these first few weeks of Lent. And sincere confession is the first step to full repentance. See this type of insincere confession, the non-apology apology, gets nowhere with God.
In our Gospel story for today, Jesus tells a parable about a tax-collector and a Pharisee. The Pharisee goes to the temple to pray, and prays off by himself. “Thank you, God,” he says, “for making me more righteous than everyone else. Thank you that I am not like that tax-collector over there, and I am good and righteous and blessed.” The tax-collector on the other hand, doesn’t think of the Pharisee, because he is too focused on his own sinfulness. He said, “Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.” And Jesus says he was in the right with God, even though he was a sinner, because he was the one who was earnestly reckoning with his actions before God.
The parable is about how we should stand before God. Be like the tax-collector, Jesus says, not in the way he sins, but in the way he repents. Because honest self-reflection is a fundamental part of meaningful repentance.
The book of Proverbs tells us that “No one who conceals transgressions will prosper, but one who confesses and forsakes them will obtain mercy.” I talked last week about how repentance is an act of hope, when we confess we express our hope of redemption and mercy. But if we hide our sins, what can we hope for? Maybe you’ve heard about the man who went to confession and told the priest he stole a rope. What he didn’t mention was that there was a horse at the end of that rope. Can he go about his day with a clean conscience? Or is he still burdened with the same guilt he came in with? God wants a sincere and contrite heart because God wants to heal us. When we hide our sins or gloss over our flaws, we prevent healing from taking place.
When we aren’t fully honest with God about our flaws, confession and repentance turn into meaningless rituals that either bore us or do nothing. But when we confess our sins sincerely, we become better Christians. Paul tells us to examine ourselves to see whether we’re living in the faith. In other words we should be checking to see if our behavior is consistent with the Word of God. If you’re familiar with Twelve-Step programs, you’ll know that the first step in many if not all of them is to acknowledge that you have a problem. Because if you don’t acknowledge a problem how do you solve it? So it is with our own sins. If we’re going to rectify them, we have to admit that they exist. Honest self-evaluation is the key to reckoning with ourselves in a way that helps us to be better.
Now this isn’t just limited to individuals but institutions as well. One of the most difficult things for churches to do is to have real and honest assessments about what is and is not working. But it is something that most major companies have learned to do well. When a project is concluded, or at an assigned time for a long-term project, the principles get together and talk about what was successful, what was not, and what to do going forward. The military term is debriefing. When we do it well, we find ourselves getting more and more effective as we get rid of bad habits and encourage good practices.
Confession is an individual act of debriefing. It allows us to begin the process of rooting out the problems in our lives. It allows us to take responsibility for our actions. It encourages us to take responsibility for stopping the actions we don’t want.
If we’re serious about being better people, we have to acknowledge what we’ve done wrong. It’s why we confess, it’s why we apologize, it’s why we study history. So that we don’t keep on making the same mistakes. If we hide from our past we will be condemned to repeat it. Honest confession gives us the humility we need to strive to make our lives and our world a better place.
There is also something else that honest confession can do. When we are honest about our own flaws, it makes it much more difficult to judge the flaws of others. When we are honest about our need for forgiveness, it makes it much easier for us to forgive and overlook the flaws of others. Sincere confession makes us more generous and kind with the people we know and love.
There’s a story that comes from the tradition of the desert fathers, old monks in early Christianity. One of the brothers had committed a fault and was called before the council. They asked Abba Moses to come to the council, but he did not come. So they sent someone to get him. As he left for the council, Abba Moses a big jug with a leak, filled it full of water, and started carrying it. When the council saw him coming with this big jug of water dripping everywhere, they asked him what it was. He said, “My sins run out behind me and I do not see them, and today I am coming to judge the error of another?” When the other brothers heard what Abba Moses said, they cancelled the council and forgave the brother.
Abba Moses had it right. God’s mercy is poured out for each of us. When we confess sincerely and honestly, God has promised to erase our transgressions. God will wipe our slate clean, and remember our sin no ore. If we can believe it for ourselves, we can believe it for others. If we can believe it for others, we must believe it for ourselves. And if we can do it, we are invited to become not just better people but new people, freed from the chains of our own making rejoicing in the grace and mercy of the Lord.
 Shoemaker, Stephen. “Sheep and Shepherds” Living by the Word. Christian Century 117 no 20, Jl 5-12 2000. p. 714
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Repentance is an Act of Hope
Sermon from February 22nd, 2015. The texts for this sermon were 2 Samuel 12:13-23 and Luke 19:1-10.
Repent With Hope
On Ash Wednesday this week we kicked off the season of Lent. Lent of course is a season of the church calendar that commemorates the 40 days that Jesus spent in the wilderness with a strangely-calculated 40-day fast that culminates in Easter. It’s been celebrated for 1500 years as a time of penitence, prayer, and fasting, and probably coincides with some traditional Germanic spring fasts that are much older. But if you’re the kind of person that doesn’t really appreciate the explanation “because it’s old and we’ve done it for a long time,” you might wonder, “Why do we have long seasons of repentance in church?”
Why do we take so much time to emphasize how sinful we are? Why do we take 40 days in Lent and then 4 weeks in Advent to repent and pray? For that matter why do we confess our sins every single week? Other churches don’t make such a big deal over this. Preachers on TV tell you you should feel good about yourself. Why does the church devote so much time to telling us that we should feel bad?
I’m going to spend the next few weeks in church talking about repentance. And I’m going to try to answer those questions: Why is repentance such an important part of the Christian life? Why is it so important that we do it? And what does it say about us that we choose to remember our fears and our failings?
This week I’m going to talk about the why of confession and repentance. Why do we confess our sins each week and take special times to consider our failings in Lent? Because confession is an expression of hope. We confess because we believe in mercy. We believe in God’s mercy and grace, that if we confess our sin God will be merciful with us. If we did not hope in God’s mercy, we would not confess. Adam and Eve did not know of the Lord’s mercy, so they hid themselves. When a company makes a mistake, they do damage control and don’t admit to anything, because they know public opinion is merciless. But we open ourselves to God because we hope that in confession we can become better and in asking for forgiveness we might be relieved of our burdens.
Perhaps you know the story of David and Bathsheba. David has Bathsheba’s husband Uriah’s killed so that he can take her as his wife.
When a child from that union is born, it is terribly sick, and David is absolutely distraught. He loves Bathsheba and he loves the child, but he knows that God is punishing him for what he has done. David prays to God for mercy. And he fasts so much that his officials get worried about him. Sackcloth, ashes, the works. Every night he lies facedown on the floor of his room. When his officials try to get him, he refuses to even speak with them or eat anything.
After a week, the child dies. The officials are all terrified. None of them wants to be the bearer of bad news. If David was this bad when the child was sick, he’ll be ten times worse now that the child has died. Eventually David notices how everyone is avoiding him. He asks for the truth, and they tell him. They all cringe in anticipation of what David is going to do. But David gets up, takes a bath, combs his hair and goes down to breakfast. When they ask him what happened, he says, “While the child was alive, I still had hope that the Lord would be merciful to me and let the child live. But now that he is dead, why should I fast?”
David fasted because he hoped for the Lord’s mercy. He stopped his fast when he no longer had that hope.
To repent is a hopeful act. We repent because we believe, we hope, we trust in God’s mercy for us. We’re not shaking our fist at a cruel and angry world. We are admitting that something has gone wrong that we cannot fix alone. And we are hoping that God, who is infinitely merciful, will make us whole again. When we talk about our sin we are saying that we believe that mercy exists for us. To confess our sin is to say that we believe things can get better for us, through the help of our Lord.
Our Gospel story comes from the book of Luke, and is about a tax-collector named Zacchaeus. The Romans used a system called tax farming to collect their taxes. Instead of trying to collect the taxes themselves, they would simply put out a contract for an amount of taxes to be collected, say four thousand denarii. Someone would then buy the contract for that price. And they would go out and collect as much money in taxes as they possibly could, say six or ten thousand denarii. They’d make a profit by squeezing every dime out of the local populace. To Judeans tax collectors were worse than traitors. Not only did they work for the Romans, they made money by taking more than what was owed from people who didn’t have much to begin with. If Robin Hood stole from the rich to give to the poor, Zacchaeus stole from the poor to give to himself. This was, without a doubt, a sin in the eyes of God. There are pages of Biblical condemnations for those who have a lot but choose to take from someone who doesn’t.
You can imagine how this might lead to an unfortunate cycle. Zacchaeus collects taxes. Everyone hates him. He holds parties and gives gifts, but that requires money, which means more taxes. Everyone hates him even more. Much has been made of Zacchaeus’s small stature, but it’s possible that Zacchaeus couldn’t get a good spot in the crowd simply because not a single person there to see Jesus was willing to step aside so that he could have a view. But of course he is the one in the crowd who needs Jesus. He’s the one stuck in a prison of his own creation.
And lo and behold, Jesus sees him. And here this great man, this righteous man, wants to come to Zacchaeus’ house. Even though he is a sinner, Jesus wants to eat with him. Jesus shows him what it is to be loved and appreciated and cared about for who he is, and not what he has. And Zacchaeus can’t get enough. The kind of love you pay for is nothing compared to love that is freely given. And that opens up a whole world for Zacchaeus. And Zacchaeus begins to hope that he might be able to live in that world, instead of the world of hypocrites that he has made for himself.
And Zacchaeus repented. He gave half his money to the poor and promised to repay 4 times what he had taken from those he had cheated. Jesus didn’t beat him up into repenting, he didn’t tell him he was going to hell if he didn’t change his ways. He loved him. He showed him something that he could hope for. And it turned Zacchaeus’s life around.
The story of Jesus is a story of hope. It is hope for the downtrodden, hope for the miserable, hope for the sinner, the lost, the empty, and the angry. And the center of that hope is the grace of God. We are loved even when we do not deserve it. We can be forgiven for the things in our past. We can be made new in Jesus Christ. We can be born again.
We confess because we believe in that hope. We believe that our slates can be wiped clean. That our sins can be forgiven. We don’t have to carry around every mistake we’ve made in our past. We don’t have to hide ourselves. We trust in God’s mercy and forgiveness to open us to a better life, lived in the grace and mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ. That is why we confess. Because like Zacchaeus, we long to be free from the cycles and patterns of brokenness that can control our lives, and in Jesus we find hope for something more.
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The Benefits of Wandering Off
Rev. Harrison’s sermon from Sunday, February 15th, 2015. The text for this week was Mark 1:29-39. May God guide you this week as you wander through the world.
The Benefits of Wandering Off
When I was in Boy Scouts as a kid, when we had finished everything for the day, and dinner was over and the dishes were done, the other guys would go play a game or hang out in the tent and tell stories, and I would take a walk. I’d walk to the edge of camp, then turn off my flashlight and wander among the trees. And I’d look up into the tree tops, and I would think. I’d think about big things and I’d think about small things. I’d think about God and I’d think about the girl that I had a crush on. Those are some of my most cherished moments, just wandering around in the woods all by myself.
When I got older I sought other ways to find peace and tranquility. On camping trips I used to wait until everyone had gone to bed and then sit in silence and write in a journal about my day. And the first semester of college I had a special place, a bench behind one of the dorms, where nobody ever went, and I would go and sit on that bench and watch the sun go down every evening and pray.
I wish I could communicate better how important those times were for me, but it’s hard to explain the experience. I can only hope that you have had times in your life where you have experienced something like it: some sense of sacred time, some moments of peace and tranquility in your life.
Our story in the Gospel of Mark is about Jesus healing people at Simon’s mother-in-law’s house in Galilee. But I’m more interested in what happens afterwards. The next morning, Jesus wakes up before everyone else and wanders off. It isn’t the only time Jesus wanders off. In fact he makes it a sort of habit to take time for himself. When the crowds are too much, he takes a boat to the other side of the lake. When his disciples are too much, he takes a nap in the boat. The night that he’s arrested, he wanders off from his disciples in the Garden of Gethsemane to find some time alone and pray.
Even Jesus needed to take a break every once in a while. We try to squeeze more and more activity into our lives. We run ourselves ragged trying to do more and more and more. I sometimes have so many lists of things to do and worry about that I have to make a list of all my lists. But when the Creator of the universe walked this earth in the form of Jesus Christ, he took breaks. And incidentally God took some time to rest after creating the universe as well. Rest is an important spiritual and mental discipline, and one we give ourselves far too little of.
Rest is important because we can’t function without it. You are a treasured gift from God, and such a gift is too good to be neglected. God has called you for a purpose. You have a part in God’s great plan of salvation. And you are your best resource to fulfill that calling. The Letter to the Hebrews tells us to run the race that has been set before us with perseverance. But you cannot accomplish your task if you wear yourself out before you finish the race.
There’s an old story from the tradition of the desert fathers. Abba Anthony, an old monk (later St. Anthony), was out taking a break, resting and enjoying the companionship of his brethren, and a hunter walked by. The hunter was scandalized that Abba Anthony was taking a break from work and prayer. Anthony told the hunter to get out his bow and shoot an arrow, and so the man did.
“Draw it again,” Anthony said. And so he did, shooting another arrow.
“Draw it again.” The bowman shot another arrow.
“Draw it again.”
“If I keep drawing my bow the wood will wear out and it will break.”
“And so it is with people,” Anthony said. If we stretch ourselves beyond measure, we will break. Just as any musician cares for his instrument or a handyman cares for his tools, we too have to care for ourselves if we hope to remain useful.
Taking time to rest can also help us make progress when we’re stuck. It seems counterintuitive, but sometimes taking a break is exactly what gives us the distance and creative energy to make a breakthrough in our work. I don’t know how many times I’ve found myself stuck on a problem, whether it’s how to say something in a sermon or how to fix something in my house and I’ve decided to take a break. And ten minutes into my book or walk or whatever, boom. There it is, the solution to my problem.
Setting aside some time for peace and quiet also gives us the opportunity to reconnect with God. Perhaps one of the best ways to regain the strength and energy is to spend time in prayer. When Jesus took time away from the crowds and the disciples, it was often so that he could pray. When you pray you’re reminded that you aren’t alone. You can ask for help and guidance and receive the assurance that God is with you as you go about your day. When Simon finds Jesus after he has had time to pray, Jesus is energized and ready to work again. It’s hard to experience God fully when you’re too busy to think straight. Taking time away from our busy lives to rest and recover are important because they open up space in our lives to invite God’s presence in.
Taking time to rest is important, but it is hard to fit into our lives. There is a never-ending list of things that need to be done, and never enough time to do it. It is so easy to get so focused on all of the little things we want done that we can never find time to remember the bigger things. In order to have periods of rest and peace to bring us strength and encouragement, we have to prioritize our rest. If we don’t value peacefulness, we won’t get it.
We also need to know what works. Not everyone finds peace in the same way. My Dad finds peace out on the golf course, but knocking a ball into the water three times in a row isn’t my idea of a good time. I find relief in spending time outdoors. But three days without running water isn’t someone else’s idea of a relaxing vacation. Some people are rejuvenated by being around people, some people are rejuvenated by avoiding them. Know what it is that gives you peace and seek that peace.
And finally, keep trying. Just like anything else, getting into the practice of taking care of yourself can take a little bit of work. If you’re trying to get in the habit of taking time to pray every morning, or spending some time away from your responsibilities and you fall off the wagon for a few days or a few weeks, don’t be discouraged.
When we come together to gather around the table, we take bread and wine and we proclaim them to be the body of Christ, and together we celebrate the mysteries of God. The bread and the wine remind us of the miracle of God’s grace. And it strikes me that the ingredients of the Lord’s supper, both need rest to come into their fullness. In order to make good bread or good wine, you have to let it rest. So it is with the godly life. In order to live up to the calling that we have been invited into, we must rest. God put the Sabbath in the Ten Commandments so that we might know how important it is, and Jesus rested even as he worked for our salvation so that we might follow his example.
The harvest is plentiful, and the laborers are few, but do not let that discourage you. Find some time for rest in your life. It will bring you joy and happiness, and it will make you a more effective follower of Jesus Christ, who told us to “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”
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Skipping to the End
Sermon from March 22nd, 2015. Text for this sermon was John 12:20-33.
Skipping to the End
This past month I read a book called The Giver. It’s an older book that most everyone I know has already read. When I told Hannah I was going to read it, she said, “Tell me what you think about the end.” But the end was my problem. The deeper I got in the book, the further it seemed like I was getting from the end. Things were happening that couldn’t be resolved quickly or easily, and I started to get anxious. I was wondering how she’s going to wrap up this book with only a few pages left. In my younger years, I would have just skipped to the end and read the last page. If I read the last page then I would know the end of the book and wouldn’t have to have so much anxiety about how it’s going to end. This time, though, I decided that I was going to stick to it until the end. I was going to live with the tension of not knowing what would happen.
In the book of Mark, when Jesus is on the cross, he cried out in anguish, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me.” Those are his last words. In the book of Matthew his last words are the same. Luke and John on the other hand, report a much calmer Jesus on the cross. In the book of Luke, Jesus seems in complete control of his faculties and with no sense of abandonment. “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit,” he says. And in the book of John, Jesus says simply, “It is finished.”
Most Bible readers never notice the differences in Jesus’ last words. Close readers will notice that there seems to be a contradiction. People who are familiar with the context will understand that we’re listening in on a conversation. In the years after Jesus’ death, many people were telling the story of what happened. And just like any story, there were different tellings and different versions. Think of an old married couple telling a story. They interrupt each other, they correct each other, they contradict each other. But you get a clearer picture for hearing both versions. Each writer has their own way of telling the story, their own things they think of as important, and sometimes those key points have a way of seeming rather pointed at the other.
In the Gospel of Mark the author is telling the story as a story. Mark wants us to experience the dramatic realization of what it means that Jesus is the Messiah. Mark wants us to be looking over the disciples’ shoulders and thinking, “How could they not see?!?!” and be inspired to believe and act on our own. So the book of Mark ends ambiguously. There are no resurrection appearances. There is just an empty tomb, and a fearful group of disciples. In the way that you might yell, “LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU!” at a horror movie, Mark makes you want to shout at the disciples, “HE IS RISEN! CHRIST IS VICTORIOUS!”
The author of John, on the other hand, is writing a very different narrative. The author of John wants to inspire confidence and conviction, and so the book of John is an empirical proof. John is giving a list of signs performed by Jesus so that we might come to believe and have life in His name. There are other signs, the author says, but these seem to be enough. There is no narrative tension in the Book of John. John wants us to skip to the end. John wants us to know from the beginning what it means that Jesus is the Messiah.
Which gets us to today’s passage from the Gospel of John. In our passage, Jesus seems to ridicule the idea that He would be found praying to the Father to save him from this hour. But that’s exactly what happens at the Garden of Gethsemane in Matthew, Mark, and Luke (Matthew 26:36-46, Mark 14:32-42, Luke 22:39-46).
The book of John was written much later than the other Gospels, so the author of John had most likely heard other versions of the Gospel, such as the ones written by Mark, Matthew, and Luke. The other Gospel writers emphasize that following Jesus involves a difficult road ahead. They want us to see the humanity of Jesus, to know the anguish and the uncertainty, and the weakness.
But the community that John writes to already knows anguish and uncertainty and weakness. John’s community has seen persecution. They are being shunned and kicked out of the synagogue for their faith. They don’t need to be warned that it will be painful. They need to know that the pain will end. They don’t need to be told that Jesus went through what they are going through now. They need to be told that Jesus got out of it. And that’s what John wants us to know. So John writes his story in response to those other versions. In it, John wants us to flip to the end of the book and see that death is not the end of the story. John wants us to know that the victory has already been won.
We live in a world where death is all around us. There are wars and rumors of wars. People in our lives are getting hurt, getting sick, getting old, or all three. Not only is the future in doubt for many of our most cherished institutions, some wonder if they even have a future. The way they talk about things on television, hope is nothing more than an illusion.
We have much to fear in our own lives as well. We might have big changes coming on the horizon. We may have to let go of something or someone. We may not be able to do what we once were. Or we may have things that we must do but that we fear to do. And if we do, Jesus’ words should reassure us.
Should we be afraid of this hour? Jesus tells us that we should not be. Pain, death, and loss are all part of the process. But we know the end of the story and the end is victory. Jesus says, “Father, glorify your name.” And a voice answers, “I have glorified it.” The victory has already been won. “And I will glorify it again.” My Kingdom will come.
We should not be afraid in a world of death because we worship a God who knows his way out of the grave. Death is not the final word for us but the prelude to resurrection. We proclaim that Christ not only will be victorious but is already victorious, for us and for the world. We have flipped to the end and the end is an empty tomb, a victory over death. We already know the whole story, even though we are in the middle of it.
And because of that, we do not have to go into our world in darkness, but we can walk in the light. In the light of knowledge that death has been overcome and will be overcome. Though we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, we shall fear no evil. We can rest in the assurance that God has already planned our deliverance. We do not need to fear the challenges that face us because we know that God will guide us through them, because the end of the story is already written and it is a good ending.
The story begins with a voice calling out from the depths, continues with a voice calling out in the wilderness, and ends with a voice proclaiming that God will be with us,
“he will wipe every tear from their eyes.
Death will be no more;
mourning and crying and pain will be no more,
for the first things have passed away.’”
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