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Rev. Karen A. Capel,. Home phone – 815-235-2406; cell phone 815-275-5533; email address kacapel@verizon.net
Please feel free to contact me. | | Sermon for Sunday, July 6, 2008
The Eighth Sunday after Pentecost
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Matthew 11:16 "But to what will I compare this generation? It is like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling to one another, 17 'We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we wailed, and you did not mourn.' 18 For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, 'He has a demon'; 19 the Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, 'Look, a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!' Yet wisdom is vindicated by her deeds."
11:25 At that time Jesus said, "I thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and the intelligent and have revealed them to infants; 26 yes, Father, for such was your gracious will. 27 All things have been handed over to me by my Father; and no one knows the Son except the Father, and no one knows the Father except the Son and anyone to whom the Son chooses to reveal him. 28 "Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."
Sermon
This is last week’s Faith section of the Freeport Journal Standard. The cover story is entitled, “Finding Balance.” On one side of a scale sits a woman who is meditating. On the other side is a list of all the things that might put our lives out of balance – things like illness – moving -- In-laws – mortgage payments.
Seventeen things were listed in all – seventeen things related to relationships – our bodies – money – change and lack of fulfillment. The article centers around a type of meditation that can help people deal with these stress factors. It tells of a retreat center near Pecatonica where one can spend 10 days learning to meditate – 10 days putting one’s life back in balance.
Participants are asked to leave behind anything that might distract them from mediation and they are not allowed to talk while there. That might eliminate some of us from participating right away.
The goal of this meditation is not to change the world in which one lives but to change one’s reactions to life events – change from negative reactions to positive reactions. It’s like that old adage, “We can’t always change what happens to us but we can change how we react to it.”
Jesus has an even better idea. “Come to me all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” Now, it might take lots of quiet meditation to accomplish that – quiet meditation to give control over to Christ – to cast our burdens on him.
We are control people by nature. We don’t relinquish that control very easily or willingly. Ask anyone who has been seriously ill – anyone who has had to turn over their financial affairs to someone else – anyone who has had to give up driving their own car. It’s tough. We are a nation of self reliant people – self-made success stories – we have a “pick yourself up by the bootstraps” mentality.
But on this week-end when we celebrate America – when we celebrate our independence, Christ is telling us to be dependent – be dependent on him!
As I studied this text something terribly familiar kept surfacing in my mind. The words to a song my Jr. High Chorus had sung -- words imprinted on the Statue of Liberty – words that welcomed our parents, or grandparents, or great – great – great grandparents to this country.
“Give me you tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free - the wretched refuse of your teeming shores. Send these the homeless, tempest tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
Sounds very similar to ““Come to me all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens,” doesn’t it. But there is something very important missing. There’s no promise of rest – there’s no promise of comfort.
To be sure there is promise of opportunity – that golden door spells opportunity for a better life – opportunity for financial independence – opportunity for freedom from oppression – wonderful opportunities many of our ancestors benefited from – wonderful opportunities that still exist in our land today.
But, Jesus offers more than just opportunity. “Come to me all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”
This promise comes from God’s Son – God’s perfect Son – the promise comes from God. The offer of opportunity here in America comes from human beings – sinful human beings.
As Paul says in Romans, as humans “We do not do the good we want to do, but the evil we do not want is what we do.”
Our sinfulness as individuals, communities and nations interferes with our intent to take care of the tired, the poor, the homeless, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
Christ’s promise stands open to all. “Come to me all you who are carrying heavy burdens.” All means all!! It also means all burdens -- not just the burden of huge mortgage payments – bothersome in-laws or the high price of gas.
Christ invites us to bring to him the heaviest burden of all – the burden of our own sinfulness. Through out the verses preceding this “Come unto me” passage, (verses that are omitted in today’s text) Jesus is pointing out the sinfulness of his hearers – the sinfulness of whole communities. He is very direct and condemning in his rhetoric – even tells them they will spend eternity in Hell.
No sooner does Jesus finish with that lambasting than he abruptly turns around and offers some of the gentlest words in scripture. “Come to me all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”
Doesn’t make sense does it? Or does it! We know that Jesus is perfect love – we know he loved us so much he died for us. But, this sudden compassion in the midst of righteous indignation paints an astonishing picture of the depth of Christ’s love’ – the span of his grace to those who hurt and betrayed him the most.
Anna Carter Florence tells of a time she was forced to recognize that incredible love and expansive grace. It was at the height of the clergy scandals that plagued our Catholic friends -- Scandals involving sexual abuse of innocent children by priests.
Carter Florence participated in prayers for healing for the victims, their families and for the church that had betrayed them. It was difficult, however, for her to extend sympathy and heartfelt prayers for the priests who perpetrated those crimes. She did not identify with the problem – didn’t associate a face with those priests.
Then one morning Anna read an article in the New York Times – an article which listed the names of accused priests in her home state. The name leapt out at her – the name of the priest in her hometown – the priest they called Father M. Here is how she describes her reaction.There he was, “the priest of all my Catholic friends. The priest who presided over the first funeral I ever attended, of a ten-year-old classmate. The priest who presided over the many funerals I attended in high school, of friends killed in car accidents. The priest who ministered to my best friend when her father died our senior year. The priest we all loved. The priest the whole town loved. The priest who stood for everything good and right. . . . There he was on the front page: a name followed by a list of accusations. How could this be? How?”
Anna wanted to shout condemnations at him – tell him he was going to hell for what he did to these children. Especially when she realized that these things were going on while she was growing up in that town – while she was admiring him along with everyone else.
Then she remembered something – remembered that at every Catholic funeral she attended in those years, Father M. always preached from the same text: today’s text: “Come to me all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”
“The church would be packed,” Anna writes, “since these were the funerals of children and young people and Father M. would come down from the pulpit and speak straight to us. ‘How can this yoke be easy?’ he would ask with quiet intensity and love. ‘How can Jesus say this to us, today of all days? Our hearts are broken. We can’t carry anything. But he promises us – I don’t know how, but he does – that we will find rest. We will find rest in him. He has already taken on the yoke for us.”
Remembering that sermon, Anna Carter Florence realized the depth of Christ’s love – the expanse of his grace when he said, “Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens and I will give you rest.”
That promise is for all of us. Whether we are carrying the burdens of life in the 21st century or carrying the burdens of our own terrible sins the promise is the same.
“Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, June 29th, 2008
7th Sunday after Pentecost
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Romans 6:12 Therefore, do not let sin exercise dominion in your mortal bodies, to make you obey their passions. 13 No longer present your members to sin as instruments of wickedness, but present yourselves to God as those who have been brought from death to life, and present your members to God as instruments of righteousness. 14 For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace. 15 What then? Should we sin because we are not under law but under grace? By no means! 16 Do you not know that if you present yourselves to anyone as obedient slaves, you are slaves of the one whom you obey, either of sin, which leads to death, or of obedience, which leads to righteousness? 17 But thanks be to God that you, having once been slaves of sin, have become obedient from the heart to the form of teaching to which you were entrusted, 18 and that you, having been set free from sin, have become slaves of righteousness. 19 I am speaking in human terms because of your natural limitations. For just as you once presented your members as slaves to impurity and to greater and greater iniquity, so now present your members as slaves to righteousness for sanctification. 20 When you were slaves of sin, you were free in regard to righteousness. 21 So what advantage did you then get from the things of which you now are ashamed? The end of those things is death. 22 But now that you have been freed from sin and enslaved to God, the advantage you get is sanctification. The end is eternal life. 23 For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
SERMON
Dr Stone taught a required course in religion at a small liberal arts college. Every student – regardless of his or her major -- was required to take this course – no exceptions.
Throughout the semester Dr Stone tried hard to communicate the Good News of God’s grace to his students. But most of them looked on the course as required drudgery – they didn’t care – didn’t take the Christian faith seriously.
Then along came Steve -- a young man intent on going into the ministry. Steve was well liked -- an imposing physical specimen -- the starting center on the football team, -- the best student in the professor's class.
Looking at Steve’s physique, Dr. Stone had an idea – an idea that just might get Christ’s message across. This idea would require Steve to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten. “Can you do it?” He asked Steve.
Well... I do 200 every night. 300, huh. I think I can...yeah, I can do it." Replied Steve.
"Good! We’ll do it this Friday.”
When Friday’s class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts -- extra fancy BIG donuts -- the kind, with cream centers and gooey frosting.
The professor had their attention now! – it was party time!!
Dr. Stone went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?"
She, of course said yes.
Dr. Stone then turned and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Dr. Stone put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
The professor went down the row to Joe. "Joe, do you want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes." Dr. Stone asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut.
Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Stone came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good a shape as Steve.
When the professor asked Scott if he wanted a donut, Scott responded, “Can I do my own pushups?"
"No,” said Dr. Stone, “Steve has to do them for you."
"Then, I don't want one." Scott insisted.
Dr. Stone shrugged, turned to Steve and asked, “Would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?"
With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups.
"HEY! I said I didn't want one!" Shouted Scott.
Dr. Stone said, "Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk.
By this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. Students began to notice a little perspiration on his brow.
Dr. Stone started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Stone asked Jenny if she wanted a donut.
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Stone asked Steve if he would do ten more push-ups so Jenny could have a donut that she didn't want.
Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.
A growing sense of uneasiness began to fill the room. The students were beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve was laboring now – laboring to get these pushups done. A small pool of sweat began to form on the floor beneath his face -- his arms and brow were turning red from the physical exertion.
Dr. Stone started down the fourth row. Pretty soon some students from other classes wandered in to see what was happening. With these extra bodies, the professor started to worry about Steve. Would he be able to make it?
When Jason, a recent transfer student, started to come into the class all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!"
Steve picked up his head and told Jason to come on in.
The Professor reminded Steve that if Jason came in he would have to do ten more pushups.
“That’s OK,” Steve said, "Let him come in. Give him a donut"
Jason, of course, was clueless and agreed to take the donut.
Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, still clueless, took the donut and sat down.
Dr. Stone finished the fourth row -- and then started on those visitors. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up. By this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face.
There was no sound in the classroom except Steve’s heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
Finally Dr Stone turned to the last girl. "Susan, do you want a donut?"
With tears flowing down her face, Susan began to cry. "Dr. Stone, why can't I help him?"
Dr. Stone, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do this alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not.
When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.
Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he has to do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes."
"Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"
Slowly and painfully, Steve finished his 350th pushup. Understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, Steve’s arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Stone turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, said, “Father, 'into your hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, Jesus gave up His life.”
That, my friends is God’s grace. God’s son suffered and died for each one of us. Died so that we might be free – free from having to earn our own salvation – free from the burden of our own sinfulness.
But like, Scott -- the basketball player who wanted to do his own push-ups -- some of us try to do it ourselves – we want to earn our own salvation. That way we’re in control. God says, “No, your sin is too great! You can’t do this alone. This is my gift to you – please accept it!”
That is our invitation today. Come here to the Lord’s Table. Accept Christ’s body and blood given for us. Like Dr. Stone’s donuts, God’s free gift is here for us – it’s here waiting for us to accept it.
Accept St Paul’s words that we are no longer under the law – we are under God’s grace! We don’t have to earn our own salvation – our own forgiveness – we can’t!! it’s Christ’s gift to us! It is free!
That makes us free – free to love God in return – free to joyfully serve God – free to tell everyone about God’s greatest gift. AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, June 8, 2008
The Fourth Sunday after Pentecost
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Matthew 9:9 As Jesus was walking along, he saw a man called Matthew sitting at the tax booth; and he said to him, "Follow me." And he got up and followed him. 10 And as he sat at dinner in the house, many tax collectors and sinners came and were sitting with him and his disciples. 11 When the Pharisees saw this, they said to his disciples, "Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?" 12 But when he heard this, he said, "Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. 13 Go and learn what this means, 'I desire mercy, not sacrifice.' For I have come to call not the righteous but sinners."
9:18 While he was saying these things to them, suddenly a leader of the synagogue came in and knelt before him, saying, "My daughter has just died; but come and lay your hand on her, and she will live." 19 And Jesus got up and followed him, with his disciples. 20 Then suddenly a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his cloak, 21 for she said to herself, "If I only touch his cloak, I will be made well." 22 Jesus turned, and seeing her he said, "Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well." And instantly the woman was made well. 23 When Jesus came to the leader's house and saw the flute players and the crowd making a commotion, 24 he said, "Go away; for the girl is not dead but sleeping." And they laughed at him. 25 But when the crowd had been put outside, he went in and took her by the hand, and the girl got up. 26 And the report of this spread throughout that district.
Sermon
When something really tragic happens like 9/11-- the Tsunami in 2004 -- Hurricane Katrina it’s common to hear people plead, “Lord have mercy.” In our liturgy the worship leader sings prayer petitions ending “Let us pray to the Lord.” We sing in response, “Lord have mercy.” When a judge sentences a convicted murderer to death he or she says, “and may the Lord have mercy on your soul.”
What does it mean for the Lord to have mercy? What does it look like? Matthew answers that question today with three stories – A tax collector also named Matthew — a woman with chronic hemorrhaging and a grieving father.
The tax-collector’s story appears to be simply a call to discipleship. But the people of Jesus’ day would have heard more – much more. When they heard, “Matthew, the tax collector” their antenna would have gone up. “Oh, one of those guys,” they would have thought. “One of those guys who takes all my hard earned money.” A tax collector was someone who cheated them – someone who collected more tax than was actually owed and kept it for himself.
Someone who works for the IRS these days may not be everyone’s favorite person – but there is not the shame and degradation that was associated with tax collectors in Jesus’ day.
We get a sense of that degradation from the Pharisees’ question. “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?”
Self respecting Jews don’t eat with tax collectors and sinners. They eat with Jews who share their values – Jews who come from a similar social position – not those lower than low tax collectors.
When Jesus looks at Matthew he does not see some lower than life creature – some despised cheater. Jesus sees disciple material – Jesus sees a dinner companion – a companion for his journey – a follower who will carry on after Jesus is gone.
The Pharisees looked at the tax collector through the eyes of self-righteousness – Jesus looked at Matthew with eyes of mercy. The Pharisees saw a sinner – Jesus saw a trusted disciple.
A woman who had been hemorrhaging for twelve years came up and touched the fringe of Jesus’ cloak. Why didn’t the woman approach Jesus directly? Why didn’t she just go up -- explain her illness and ask to be healed?
Why? Because it was not allowed. Remember, Jewish men do not speak to women in public – Besides, women who were experiencing a flow of blood were considered unclean – Jewish men could not touch them or they would be unclean. If that happened, they would have to go through a long, complicated purification process.
She knows the purification process – knows what the Jewish law would require if Jesus did touch her. So, she comes up from behind – sneaks in the back door so to speak. Imagine the faith of this woman. “If I just touch the fringe of his cloak, I will be healed.” -- Not touch him – not even touch his cloak -- just touch the fringe.
Jesus turns to face her, looks at her with compassion and says, “Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well.” Jesus spoke to a woman in public – Jesus allowed an unclean woman to touch his garment. Jesus healed her.
The Pharisees would have been appalled. The Pharisees would look at the woman through the eyes of self-righteousness – Jesus looked at her with eyes of mercy. The Pharisees saw an untouchable – an unclean person. Jesus saw a woman in need of his healing touch.
Then we have a grieving father – a leader of the synagogue no less. Wait a minute, aren’t the Pharisees leaders of the synagogues too? They speak out against Jesus – this man kneels before him – kneels before Jesus. Imagine the faith and courage that took. His peers were mocking Jesus – he is kneeling down in front of him.
How did this grieving father know that Jesus could raise his daughter from the dead? We have not yet had that big a miracle in Matthew’s Gospel. Jesus has calmed a storm, healed a leper, a paralytic and many others – but he has not brought anyone back from the dead.Oh, the faith of this man – the courage – the expectation! As Jesus approaches the leader’s house he sees mourners already gathered – Jesus shoos them away. “She’s not dead, she’s just sleeping.” He says. They laugh at him – wouldn’t we? Jesus is not to be mocked. He takes the girl by the hand and raises her up from her death bed. She is alive!
What did the Pharisees see when they looked at this synagogue leader on his knees? A traitor? A fool? Jesus saw a grieving father. The Pharisees would be looking through their self-righteous eyes. Jesus looked on this leader with eyes of mercy.
Last May 12th there was an immigration raid conducted at the Agriprocessors Inc. plant in Postville -- a north-central Iowa community of 2,300 – that’s smaller than Mt. Morris. 389 arrests were made – all workers in the Kosher processing plant. Those arrested were taken away in chains. It was the largest single-site immigration raid is U.S. history.
Perhaps you read about this raid when it happened – saw footage of the action on the national news. The Associated Press ran a follow-up story last Sunday. Perhaps you read that.
As we read or saw that story what were our thoughts? What did we see? Did we see our government executing its duty to the fullest – Making examples of these illegal immigrants – were we grateful to the Immigration forces who brought these law breakers to justice?
A friend of mine who lives near Postville shared an email she had received from a teacher in Postville the day after the raid. Here is some of what this teacher saw that day.
“Yesterday, our town was raided by 400 FBI agents, state troopers, and a variety of other agencies. We had helicopters flying overhead for hours, all roads were blocked coming into and going out of Postville, media crews and cameras were EVERYWHERE!”
This concerned teacher had been on a field trip when the raid occurred. She was uncertain if she could get the class back to school safely. You see, schools and churches are considered a sanctuary. So once back in school the children would be protected. She acknowledges that they have undocumented students – students who have been in the district since fourth grade.
Again in her words, “[These students] speak English clearly, their parents work here in town and pay taxes. They have tried to file papers to become legal, but have been denied [because] they do not come from a ‘desirable’ country.”
The bus returned to school safely to find it completely surrounded by media cameras. After school the chaos continued as there were 150 students with no parents to go home to – some had lost both parents. Teachers were instructed to stay with these frightened youngsters until a responsible relative could be found.
The day of this email teachers are missing about half of their students – Some of those students have taken off for Chicago -- others are hiding in town -- some were arrested -- and others (nearly 400) are taking refuge in the local Catholic Church.
Church members are busy preparing food, finding things like “diapers, pillows, blankets, and games for the kids to play with.”
The teacher continues, “The town has literally shut down. Businesses are closed, the school is half empty, and we are now left wondering if we will have jobs next year. This town was a ghost town 15 years ago, but has managed to build itself back up on the backs of our immigrant workers.”
I don’t pretend to understand the complexities of the immigration problem. I do know there are no easy answers. According to government estimates there are as many as 12 million illegal immigrants living and working in our country at this time. Can we arrest them all? Deport them all?
Many of us look at these illegal immigrants with self-righteous eyes. We see people who are breaking our laws – people who don’t belong here -- people who can’t speak the language – people who are taking our jobs! We want to send them back – back where they came from.”
Our Roman Catholic friends in Postville are looking at them with eyes of mercy. They are providing sanctuary for them – housing them in their church – feeding them – changing their diapers.
What do you think Jesus sees when he looks at these immigrants? Does he, like the Pharisees, see law breakers? Or does he see poor displaced children of God in need of refuge?
What do we see? AMEN
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| Sermon for Sunday, June 1, 2008
The Third Sunday after Pentecost
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Matthew 7:21 "Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father in heaven. 22 On that day many will say to me, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many deeds of power in your name?' 23 Then I will declare to them, 'I never knew you; go away from me, you evildoers.' 24 "Everyone then who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on rock. 25 The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on rock. 26 And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not act on them will be like a foolish man who built his house on sand. 27 The rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell-- and great was its fall!" 28 Now when Jesus had finished saying these things, the crowds were astounded at his teaching, 29 for he taught them as one having authority, and not as their scribes.Sermon
Jay and Rhonda Harper were friends of ours. We attended the same church – our daughters were in Luther League together – sang in our church choir. The whole Harper family attended worship regularly – participated in Stewardship events and couples outings. They appeared to be a good Christian family.
One weekend our daughter, Kris, went to several garage sales with Rhonda and her daughter Shelly. They were having a great time. Then Kris noticed Rhonda switching some price tags – in fact noticed a pattern of switching price tags. You see, when Rhonda found something she wanted to buy and the price tag was too high she simply found a lower priced item and switched the tags. She then took the more expensive item up to the cashier and paid the lower price.
My husband sold medical equipment with Jay for awhile. But he soon became suspicious of some of Jay’s business practices. Instead of selling an item for the list price, he charged more and pocketed the difference. In other words, he was cheating both his supplier and his customer.
“Not everyone who says to me ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father in heaven.”
Those are pretty harsh words from Jesus. He makes no bones about it. We are expected to live out what we say we believe. “Build your lives on a solid foundation,” he advises in today’s parable.
One of my seminary professors taught a High School Sunday School class. One spring the class began talking about the High School Prom – about who was taking whom – about the dresses the girls would wear – about the drinking parties that would go on – about the anticipated sexual behavior.
“Is there a connection between what we do here in church and the prom?” The professor asked. “Do you think your faith should have any bearing on your behavior at the prom?”
Class members looked at the professor as if he were from outer space. What in the world did he mean by that? Throughout the ensuing discussion they saw absolutely no connection between their faith and their actions.
Jesus disagrees. This passage in Matthew comes at the end of the Sermon on the Mount. Jesus has been preaching for three chapters now. If you have one of those Bibles that has Jesus’ words in red type this part of Matthew looks like it is on fire – and maybe it is.
Jesus gives us a lot to think about – a lot of very radical ideas – ideas about what it looks like to live a life built on the foundation of faith – a life connected to what we do in church.
“Love your enemies,” he says. “Pray for those who persecute you. Don’t worry about tomorrow, what you shall eat or what you shall wear. You have heard it said, ‘An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’ But I say to you, do not resist an evil-doer. But if anyone strikes you on the right cheek, turn the other also.”
Jesus tells us to be humble in our faith – not bragging about our good deeds or generous hearts. He teaches us to pray, “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.” And he says, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal; but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven…”
Is Jesus serious? Does he really expect us to live out those words? Absolutely! That’s what it means to live a life connected to the faith we confess. That is a life lived on a firm foundation.
Our friends, the Harpers, appeared to have their house built on the rock – appeared to have a solid foundation of faith – but did they?
Where was the connection? Their house was not even threatened and yet they did not practice what their lips said they believed.
Most of us have heard the parable of the wise man and the foolish man before. But I’m wondering if we’ve noticed two rather interesting things. First the houses look the same. We’re not talking about a grass shack vs a stone mansion here. We’re talking about two houses which are the same size -- built out of the same materials – built by the same builder. The only difference is the land on which they are built – the foundation.
Secondly, the wind blows fiercely and rain beats unmercifully against both structures – one stands – the other falls. The foundation is what makes the difference.
There are TV and radio evangelists who will tell us if we have a strong faith we won’t have any trials – we will instead be blessed with health, wealth and happiness.
That’s not what it says in my Bible. Jesus says that trials will come to all of us – those of us who build our house on the sand and those of us who build our house on the rock – those of us who connect our lives to our faith and those of us who do not.
Rachel could not believe her eyes. There it was plain as day. Her employer had sent $17,500 into her bank account for her monthly salary. She worked on commission and did make good money some months – but never that much. The more she studied it the more it looked like someone had put the decimal in the wrong place. It really should be $1,750.
Sitting at her desk she thought about the cost of her son’s college tuition – the mortgage on the house – the car payment – the medical bills. She could sure use that extra $15,750. She knew the bookkeepers would never catch it – they had talked about it at a meeting last week.
But then she made the connection. Taking that extra money would be like stealing. As a person of faith, she could not do that. Rachel marched into her boss’s office, showed him the mistake and suggested that the accountants contact her bank.
In the mid seventies, a song writer named Joe Wise composed “The Wind Song.” A composition based on the parable of the Wiseman and the foolish man. Here are the words:
“The winds are coming, the winds are coming.
The shutters are blowing, the shutters are blowing.
The rafters are shaking, the rafters are shaking.
I don’t think our house can withstand it.
We built it on nothing but sand . . . It will fall. The winds are coming, the winds are coming.
The shutters are blowing, the shutters are blowing.
The rafters are shaking, the rafters are shaking.
I know that our house can withstand it.
We built it on rock . . . it will stand! 1. I once knew a man who built his whole life on sand.
The sand of I and me and me and I and my. And when the winds of life and living came and swept around his heart.
He went out like a candle in the night. 2. I knew another man, no, wait, I think that it was a woman,
Gently built her life and limb on you and yours.
The winds all tried to take her, spin her ‘round and then forsake her.
She was rock, though, and she stood to love again. The winds are coming, the winds are coming, the winds are coming.”
Get the connection? AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, May 18, 2008
Trinity Sunday
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The story of God’s creation found in Genesis 1:1 to 2:4
Matthew 28:16 Now the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain to which Jesus had directed them. 17 When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18 And Jesus came and said to them, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19 Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age."
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On this Trinity Sunday we are going to paint some images. We could have done a power point with pictures up on a screen. But, instead I’m going to paint scenes with words. Your job is to let your imagination roam – conjure up the images from your own experiences. Hopefully, that will make them more meaningful to each one of you. If you promise to not fall asleep you may even want to close your eyes to create your special pictures.
First, let’s go outdoors. Picture yourself standing in an open area watching the sunrise. See the beautiful colors spanning the horizon – fast forward that sunrise until darkness turns to light.
Now picture yourself lying peacefully on the ground looking up at the sky. It is a particularly blue - blue sky this day with only a wisp of clouds floating by. The temperature is ideal for sky watching. Bask in the serenity of this scene.
It’s time to fly off to the mountains. You are seated beside a small tranquil lake. A meadow of colorful wild flowers and plants spread just beyond the water. Beautiful snow capped mountains loom in the background. You can’t decide how best to absorb this beauty – looking up or viewing its reflection on the quiet surface of the water.
You stay by the lake so long that evening has fallen. The sun has made its exit replaced by the moon and stars. You can’t remember the name of all the constellations but you can see them clearly – see them so clearly that your mind cannot comprehend how many light years separate you from them.
OK - Time to wake up. It’s morning the fish jump out of the water exercising their streamlined bodies. A pelican appears from the sky – gracefully swoops down to the lake – snaps up one of the fish -- secures it in its pouch – flies off to enjoy its breakfast.
Time to return home -- it is August. You are at the county fair. Your family is enjoying all the sights, sounds and smells experienced there. You tour the exhibits – the cattle barn – the hog barn – the pens of sheep – cages containing furry little rabbits – across the way your friend is artfully guiding her horse around the assigned track.
Anybody know what you have experienced with these images – these pictures? Pause You have experienced creation – creation in the exact order recorded in Genesis 1. You have experienced God the Father – God the creator – the first person of the trinity.
Now let’s shift gears – let’s picture the life of one human being – one very special boy growing to manhood.
First we see him being born in a stable – animals surround his manger – his young mother sits close by – shepherds stand in awe – angels hover overhead.
At age twelve he has traveled with his parents to the sacred temple in Jerusalem – he is dazzling the Jewish scholars with his knowledge. His parents are on their way back home when they discover that their son is not with them. Frightened they return to find their lost son. But he is not lost – in fact he tells them that he is about his Father’s business.
Look up here at this picture of our boy all grown up – here is the good shepherd – the healer – the miracle worker – here is the hope of all the people – feel the warmth of his love for each of us.
It won’t be long before this man will ride into Jerusalem on a donkey – people will line the streets shouting: “Hosanna to the son of David. Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord.”
In a few short days the mood changes drastically. Instead of being hailed as king the people are shouting: “Crucify him – crucify him.” He is being beaten – whipped – spat upon. There he is hanging on a cross – dying on a cross – dying a painful, shameful death.
You know what happens three days later don’t you. The man’s tomb is empty – the massive stone has been rolled away – the man appears to his followers – he is alive – scars of the nails still visible in his hands. The unbelievable has happened – this God/Man Man/God has conquered death for us all.
This, of course, is God the Son – known to us as Jesus Christ – the one who saves us from sin and death – the second person of the Trinity.
Now let’s visualize some common scenes here at St James – Women are gathered around fabric in our lower level. They are creating quilts to warm the bodies and hearts of those in need.
It’s early Sunday morning four members are gathered around a table – heads bowed – hands folded in prayer – prayers for the sick – prayers for the misguided – prayers for our fractured world – prayers for our church family. Children arrive to hear Bible stories.
Later Sunday morning children are busy collecting coins – as the containers are passed we hear the clamor of noise created by metal meeting metal – the noise of God’s people helping to feed the hungry – feed them here in our country – feed them across the globe.
There are bible studies at WELCA gatherings – debates at Council meetings – fellowship at shared meals – visits to prisoners – services for the homeless – vigils with the dying -- crops grown for the hungry.
We can’t see the Holy Spirit like we can see God the Father in creation or God the Son in Jesus Christ. But we can see the results of the Holy Spirit working among us. Bishop Mark Hanson describes the Holy Spirit – the third person of the Trinity as “God’s work – Our Hands. God’s work – Our hands”
Theologians hold lengthy discussions and write volumes about how to understand one God in three persons. Perhaps we make it too complicated. God comes to us in different forms – comes to provide for our every need – God the Father – God the Son – and God the Holy Spirit.
As Jesus prepared to return to his Heavenly Father he instructed his disciples and us to “go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”This morning we are not baptizing all nations but we are baptizing Ellie Jane Bolin – baptizing her in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. We pray that she will see the Triune God at work in her life – pray that Jon and Beth will feel the Holy Spirit guide them as parents – pray that we will feel the Holy Spirit compelling us to support the family – support them with our prayers and our companionship.
May we all find comfort and support in Jesus last words – words spoken on behalf of the Triune God – the one God in three persons: “Remember I am with you always, to the end of the age.” AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, May 4, 2008
The Seventh Sunday of Easter
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John 17:1 After Jesus had spoken these words, he looked up to heaven and said, "Father, the hour has come; glorify your Son so that the Son may glorify you, 2 since you have given him authority over all people, to give eternal life to all whom you have given him. 3 And this is eternal life, that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you have sent. 4 I glorified you on earth by finishing the work that you gave me to do. 5 So now, Father, glorify me in your own presence with the glory that I had in your presence before the world existed. 6 "I have made your name known to those whom you gave me from the world. They were yours, and you gave them to me, and they have kept your word. 7 Now they know that everything you have given me is from you; 8 for the words that you gave to me I have given to them, and they have received them and know in truth that I came from you; and they have believed that you sent me. 9 I am asking on their behalf; I am not asking on behalf of the world, but on behalf of those whom you gave me, because they are yours. 10 All mine are yours, and yours are mine; and I have been glorified in them. 11 And now I am no longer in the world, but they are in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them in your name that you have given me, so that they may be one, as we are one.
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Next Sunday is Mother’s Day. Since my daughters are now mothers maybe it would be appropriate to buy them a Mother’s Day gift. There is a decorative pillow I’ve seen in catalogues for years. It’s one of those with a saying on the front. Know what it says: “Mirror, mirror on the wall; I’ve become my mother after all.”
Think they’ll like it? No matter how hard we try to avoid it, it seems our parents are always a part of us. It may be the best part – it may not – it may be just a personality trait. But, those who have been such an integral part of our lives live inside of us.
Each of my daughters has admitted to that. Each has had a moment when something familiar came out of her mouth. In shock she realizes, “Oh, my goodness, that’s my mother talking.”
There are times when I’m preaching that I’ll move my hands in a certain way – make a familiar gesture and it will dawn on me – “That’s just like what my brother does.”
Surely I’m not the only one who has had this experience. I’m guessing that many of you have thought of similar experiences -- Times when you have said something or thought something or done something you attribute to your parents or spouse or favorite teacher.
It is important for us to realize that much of who we are comes from those who have had the most influence on us – those we’ve known the best – those with whom we’ve shared our hopes, our dreams, our fears, our faith.
That is the kind of relationship Jesus is praying about in our Gospel lesson today. Jesus knows that his time on earth is coming to an end. It is time to pass the torch on to his disciples. During his three year ministry on earth Jesus has literally lived with these disciples – he’s eaten with them – traveled with them – taught them defended them – challenged them -- even chastised them.
Now Jesus is praying that when he is gone these disciples will hear his thoughts circulating in their brains – hear his words coming out of their mouths -- notice their hands helping the needy and folding in prayer the way his did.
Jesus acknowledges that the words he has spoken have come from God. In verses seven and eight he says to his father in heaven, “Now they know that everything you have given me is from you; for the words that you gave to me I have given to them, and they have received them and know in truth that I came from you and they have believed that you sent me.”
Jesus concludes his prayer by asking his father to guide and protect these faithful followers – faithful followers who must now go out into the world – out into the world to tell everyone about God’s love – God’s love in the form of his Son, Jesus Christ, who died and rose again to save us all!
After Jesus ascended into heaven these faithful disciples devoted themselves to prayer and fellowship. They returned to Jerusalem -- gathered together -- heard Jesus’ words flowing from each other’s lips – prayed some of the same words they had heard Jesus pray – waited for the promised Holy Spirit to come.
We celebrate the coming of that promised Holy Spirit next Sunday. That’s right. Besides being Mother’s Day, next Sunday is Pentecost – the day the Holy Spirit descended upon Jerusalem.
Once the Holy Spirit had come upon these disciples – had given them their marching orders -- it was time for these fisherman and tax collectors, day laborers and mothers to take Christ’s words out into all the world.
We come here each Sunday to hear Christ speak to us. We spend time in prayer – prayers of praise – prayers of confession – prayers of thanksgiving – prayers for guidance and healing.
We are nourished by Christ’s body and blood. Christ is now inside of us. His words are circulating in our brains – his food is nourishing our bodies – his peace is lifting our spirits.
At the end of each service we are told to “Go in peace, serve the Lord.” Or “Go in peace, remember the poor.” Or “Go in peace spread the Good News.” We’ve been inspired and equipped. Now, strengthened by the Holy Spirit, it is our turn to go out into the world – our turn to take Christ’s love into all the world.
There was a sports story on TV last week that sounded like the Holy Spirit at work. It took place at a college woman’s softball game in the state of Washington. The teams were evenly matched and the score was tied.
Late in the game the woman at bat hit a towering home run which would put her team ahead. But as she rounded the bases her knee gave way and she collapsed in pain. In order for the run to count, she had to touch every base, including home plate. Her teammates stood by helplessly. According to the rules, they were not allowed to help her. If they did, the run would not count.Suddenly, two infielders from the other team left their positions – lifted their injured opponent into their arms and carried her around third base and on to home plate. The run counted. That run allowed the injured player’s team to win the game defeating the team whose players carried her across home plate.
Christ taught us to love one another as he loves us.
Today as we baptize Henry Lawrence Mowdy we will say many prayers for him. We will ask God to guide him just as Jesus asked God to guide his disciples and all of us. We will ask the Holy Spirit to grant Henry new life in Christ. We pray that one day Christ’s words will become Henry’s words.
Perhaps the words my three year old granddaughter sum up today’s message best. One morning at breakfast Raya announced, “You know, Grandma, Jesus is always with us.”
I, of course agreed with her. But she wasn’t finished. “You know why she asked?”
“Tell me, Raya, why is Jesus always with us.”
With an angelic grin she replied, “Because Jesus lives in our heart.” AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, April 20, 2008
The Fifth Sunday of Easter
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John 14:1 [Jesus said to the disciples] "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. 2 In my Father's house there are many dwelling places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am, there you may be also. 4 And you know the way to the place where I am going." 5 Thomas said to him, "Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?" 6 Jesus said to him, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. 7 If you know me, you will know my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him." 8 Philip said to him, "Lord, show us the Father, and we will be satisfied." 9 Jesus said to him, "Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and you still do not know me? Whoever has seen me has seen the Father. How can you say, 'Show us the Father'? 10 Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words that I say to you I do not speak on my own; but the Father who dwells in me does his works. 11 Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me; but if you do not, then believe me because of the works themselves. 12 Very truly, I tell you, the one who believes in me will also do the works that I do and, in fact, will do greater works than these, because I am going to the Father. 13 I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. 14 If in my name you ask me for anything, I will do it.
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Did you ever stand beside a lake or river; pick up a flat stone and try to skip it across the water? Maybe have a contest with your buddies to see who could make it skip the farthest?
As parents investigate their sons and daughters’ rooms it is not unusual to find boxes of rocks – rocks they have collected on trips – found at a beach or discovered in their own driveway. As parents we have no idea what they plan to do with those rocks – they don’t either. We do, however, have a very good idea of the trauma we’d cause if we got rid of them.
Rocks and stones seem to hold a fascination for us – a fascination evidently shared by the authors of our lessons for today. In the reading from Acts stones are not used for a friendly game or for a treasured collection – those stones are used for killing – killing Stephen, the first Christian Martyr.
Stephen’s persecution is very similar to that endured by Christ. Members of the Jewish Synagogue who didn’t like what Stephen was saying or doing conspired against him – sound familiar? You see, Stephen was talking about God’s grace and mercy – about Jesus’ dying for our sins – about Jesus being the promised Messiah.
Those are blasphemous words to those Jewish leaders.
In his trial, Stephen attempts to help these leaders understand their mistake – their mistake of rejecting Christ as the Messiah. In a lengthy speech Stephen traces the history of the Jewish faith – points out how their ancestors rejected God many times; especially in the wilderness – had disobeyed Moses and complained bitterly.
His volatile summation comes just before our reading begins. Here it is in today’s language: “And you continue, so bullheaded! Calluses on your hearts, flaps on your ears! Deliberately ignoring the Holy Spirit, you’re just like your ancestors.
“Was there ever a prophet who didn’t get the same treatment? Your ancestors killed anyone who dared talk about the coming of the Just One. And you’ve kept up the family tradition – traitors, and murderers, all of you. You had God’s law handed to you by angels – gift wrapped! – and you squandered it!”
Not exactly a speech to win friends and influence people, huh. The people were so angry at him they didn’t wait for the trial to determine Stephen’s fate. They picked up stones from the ground – hurled them at Stephen and killed him.
Garrison Keeler says he doesn’t have the courage to be a prophet. He says if he were a prophet he would have to explain to people how we are ruining our planet – how we are too concerned with our own comfort to do anything about it – how we are more interested in making war than making peace.
“No sir,” he says. “I’m not brave enough to be a prophet. I’m just going to keep on telling lies -- making up stories that make people laugh. That being a prophet stuff is too dangerous. They tell the truth – tell people to shape up before it is too late. If I were a prophet,” he says “sarcastically, I certainly couldn’t live the way I do. Prophets are poor and unpopular – I enjoy being rich and famous.”
Stephen was not rich and famous. Stephen was prophetic -- Stephen died because he told the truth. He didn’t even get a chance to finish his speech. His audience closed their ears, rushed forward and dragged him out to stone him to death. They threw Killing stones!
Peter encourages us to be living stones – living stones that, like prophets, will not be popular with the people – but living stones chosen and precious in God’s sight – living stones with a rock-solid faith – living stones whose foundation stone is Jesus Christ.
Last weekend I attended the Freeport show choir’s popular presentation called, “Showtime.” We were entertained with two hours of enjoyable instrumental and vocal music. They even did one percussion number using nothing but tools used by builders – hammers, nails, wood, even a welding torch – it was cool.
At the end of the show, which incidentally is written by the students, one of the singers took the microphone and addressed the audience.
She spoke about how miss guided we are – how we spend all of our energy gaining material wealth – buying the biggest SUV – the fanciest house – the most fashionable wardrobe. She said we should be spending that energy caring for one another – spending time with one another -- building relationships.
Her words led into a beautiful song about two friends who truly care for one another. As we walked out to the car following the show I heard someone remark, “It’s refreshing to hear those words come from the students. It took real courage to tell us adults that we have our priorities messed up.”
It took lots of courage. Some people in the audience were visibly uncomfortable listening to those words. In that moment the students that wrote, spoke and sang those words were being prophetic. They were telling the truth – telling us to shape up before its too late – advising us to build rock solid relationships.
As Christians we would carry that theme one step farther. For we know that the most important relationship is the one we have with Jesus Christ. With that as our first priority we can accomplish anything.
Look what Stephen’s relationship with Christ enabled him to do.
Besides giving him the courage to be prophetic, the Holy Spirit enabled him to say as his last words, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them.”
Stephen’s rock solid faith gave him the power to forgive his stiff-necked attackers. They threw killing stones. He responded with living stones.
Finally, the Holy Spirit sent Stephen a vision – a vision of heaven. He saw what was ahead for him.
We see that same vision in Jesus’ promise to the disciples. Jesus tells them and us that he is going to prepare a place for us – a place with him in eternity.
Thomas and Philip are confused. “Where exactly is this house?” asks Thomas. “Yea,” replies Philip “give us more details, show us the Father, then we’ll believe you – then we’ll be satisfied.”
We have questions too. Will we know each other in heaven? Will our pets – our beloved dogs and cats be there? Will we be able to see our loved ones back on earth? Will we go right to heaven when we die or will we have to wait until the end of time?
We have millions of questions. “Don’t worry about it,” says Jesus. “Trust me. I love you. I took care of Stephen – I will take care of you. I can even give you the courage to be prophetic. Just believe that I am the rock of your salvation.
You know that song that the kids learned today? We sang about the foolish man (or woman) building a house on the sand – it crashed. And the wise man built his house on the rock – it stood. Well, there is one more verse. “So build your rock on the Rock, Jesus Christ and it will stand.” Let’s try it all together.
“So build your rock on the Rock, Jesus Christ, “So build your rock on the Rock, Jesus Christ, “So build your rock on the Rock, Jesus Christ and it will stand.” AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, April 13, 2008
The Fourth Sunday of Easter
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Acts 2:42 They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and fellowship, to the breaking of bread and the prayers. 43 Awe came upon everyone, because many wonders and signs were being done by the apostles. 44 All who believed were together and had all things in common; 45 they would sell their possessions and goods and distribute the proceeds to all, as any had need. 46 Day by day, as they spent much time together in the temple, they broke bread at home and ate their food with glad and generous hearts, 47 praising God and having the goodwill of all the people. And day by day the Lord added to their number those who were being saved.
1 Peter 2:19 For it is a credit to you if, being aware of God, you endure pain while suffering unjustly. 20 If you endure when you are beaten for doing wrong, what credit is that? But if you endure when you do right and suffer for it, you have God's approval. 21 For to this you have been called, because Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example, so that you should follow in his steps. 22 "He committed no sin, and no deceit was found in his mouth." 23 When he was abused, he did not return abuse; when he suffered, he did not threaten; but he entrusted himself to the one who judges justly. 24 He himself bore our sins in his body on the cross, so that, free from sins, we might live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed. 25 For you were going astray like sheep, but now you have returned to the shepherd and guardian of your souls.
John 10:1 "Very truly, I tell you, anyone who does not enter the sheepfold by the gate but climbs in by another way is a thief and a bandit. 2 The one who enters by the gate is the shepherd of the sheep. 3 The gatekeeper opens the gate for him, and the sheep hear his voice. He calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. 4 When he has brought out all his own, he goes ahead of them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice. 5 They will not follow a stranger, but they will run from him because they do not know the voice of strangers." 6 Jesus used this figure of speech with them, but they did not understand what he was saying to them. 7 So again Jesus said to them, "Very truly, I tell you, I am the gate for the sheep. 8 All who came before me are thieves and bandits; but the sheep did not listen to them. 9 I am the gate. Whoever enters by me will be saved, and will come in and go out and find pasture. 10 The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly.Sermon
“Pastor, can’t we just go back to the way things used to be?” That longing question comes frequently to a pastor’s ears. In fact back before I became a pastor I was doing pulpit supply. A gentleman approached me and said: “I’d just like to go to a place where nothing ever changes.”
Today we have the unique opportunity to see what church would be like if nothing had ever changed. In our reading from Acts we hear what it was like to worship in the very first Christian Churches. Many of these worshipers had sat on a hillside listening to Jesus – some had been fed along with thousands of others on five loves and two fish -- some had been healed by him – some had watched him die. They are the pioneers of the faith.
The first thing we notice is the strong sense of community. We are told that “they devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and fellowship, to the breaking of the bread and the prayers.”
A typical gathering of believers took place in someone’s home. Faithful followers gathered in these house – churches to listen to the apostles – apostles who could tell them about Jesus from first hand experience.
We gather in much the same way. Only we rely on the written testimony of those same apostles – written testimony which recalls words and actions of Jesus – teachings of Jesus which had been passed down from generation to generation.
Those early worshipers would not have had a hymnal – not a red one or a green one or a cranberry one. They may not have sung hymns at all. If they did they were probably composed on the spot – composed as the spirit moved them.
You’ll notice that they broke bread at every gathering. Here at St James, we share Christ body and blood on about half of our Sundays. Many of our ELCA congregations have now gone back to the practice of these house-churches – they share the Lord’s Supper every time they worship.
These early worshipers spent time in prayer, just as we do. These prayers would not have been nicely printed on the back of the Celebrate insert – but rather they’d be spontaneous prayers from those gathered together.
So, if we want to go all the way back to those first churches, here is what it might look like. We would divide you into let’s say four groups. Divide congregation. Have them select a home.
Ok, now you have a house. As you gather at this house each of you will participate in the service. It will obviously be very informal with one or two of you taking on the role of an apostle. Each of you may lead the others in prayer as the spirit moves you.
Look around! See who is attending your house church with you. There may be folks with whom you have nothing in common – some with whom you have a great deal in common – some you know absolutely nothing about.
That is one of the miracles of the church. God takes a very diverse group of strangers and turns them into a unified worshiping community – transforms them into the body of Christ – transforms them into caring people who share everything with one another.
That’s right – they share everything. Let me read it for you again. “All who believed were together and had all things in common; they would sell their possessions and goods and distribute the proceeds to all, as any had need.
Looks like we’ll need to have Jack set up a new account. You can clean out your checking accounts and your savings accounts, sell your houses and other possessions. All of our resources will be pooled together. When anyone has a need, Jack can take care of it.
Up to now this all sounded like a pretty good idea, didn’t it. But, pool all of our money? Sell all of our possessions and give that money to the church to distribute? That’s un-American! That’s not Capitalism – that’s socialism!
Surprise, surprise. Those early churches took the terms “community” and “fellowship” to a whole new level. They cared so much for one another that they literally took care of one another’s every need. Still want to go back to the way it was?
Those early Christians allowed the Holy Spirit to change them in radical ways – allowed the Holy Spirit to create a community dedicated to bringing God’s kingdom here on earth.
Throughout the history of this congregation we know that the Holy Spirit has been hard at work here as well. With the help of this community burned barns have been rebuilt – unfinished homes have been finished -- terminally ill members have been lovingly cared for – hungry people have been fed.
For community is more than being friendly with those we already know. Community is about building relationships – about doing the hard work – about taking the risk of being a true part of one another’s lives. Community is being “little Christs” for one another.
We saw incredible examples of that during the tragic campus shootings this past year. At both Virginia Tech and Northern Illinois University students, faculty, administrative staff and community members truly cared for one another – reached out to give a hug, dry a tear – steady a quivering hand.
In our second lesson, St Peter reminds us that living in community is not always easy. Those first Christians suffered persecution for the faith – many died simply because they professed belief in Jesus Christ.
Because we live in a free country we will not suffer persecution for our faith. But we may suffer when justice requires us to make unpopular decisions – decisions which our neighbors will question.
According to the prophet Micah, we are required to do justice, love kindness and walk humbly with our God. Sometimes that means bucking traditions – challenging the status quo. In those times we are encouraged to remain united in our mission to strive for justice and peace in all the earth.
Sometimes, as community, we will be divided on issues. Such a division reared its ugly head in an urban congregation recently. In the beginning the debate was very rational and friendly.
Each side presented all the logical reasons for their point of view – but neither side was able to persuade the other of the wisdom of their position.
Over time emotions began to creep into their differences – each group began to look on the other with real disfavor – began questioning the lack of intelligence of the people who disagreed with them.
Arguments which began erupting in the narthex carried over into the parking lot. Things got so tense that some folks left the church – left because the decision didn’t come out the way they wanted it to. Know what the church controversy was that tore this congregation apart? The color of the new sanctuary carpet.
We are sinful people – selfish people -- people interested in our own agendas. That is something that never changes. That is why we need the good shepherd – that is why Christ came down here – came to save us from our selfishness – from our sin.
He comes today inviting us into his community. “Come over here,” he says. “Come through me. I am opening the gate for you. Listen as I call your name. Follow me! I will care for you.
“I will lead your community. I will guide your community over the rough spots. I will give you courage in the face of controversy. I will always be with you.
“Even though your world changes – I do not. I am the same yesterday – today and tomorrow. My love for you never changes!!” AMEN |
| Sermon for Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter Sunday
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After the sabbath, as the first day of the week was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to see the tomb. 2 And suddenly there was a great earthquake; for an angel of the Lord, descending from heaven, came and rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothing white as snow. 4 For fear of him the guards shook and became like dead men. 5 But the angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid; I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. 6 He is not here; for he has been raised, as he said. Come, see the place where he lay. 7 Then go quickly and tell his disciples, 'He has been raised from the dead, and indeed he is going ahead of you to Galilee; there you will see him.' This is my message for you." 8 So they left the tomb quickly with fear and great joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9 Suddenly Jesus met them and said, "Greetings!" And they came to him, took hold of his feet, and worshiped him. 10 Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid; go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."
Sermon
Now that we have heard Matthew’s joyous Gospel lesson for today – heard what happened on that first Easter Sunday -- let’s hear what happened the Friday before -- just after Jesus’ death on the cross. Here is Matthew’s account in today’s language.
“Late in the afternoon a wealthy man from Arimathea, a disciple of Jesus went to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body. Pilate granted his request. Joseph took the body and wrapped it in clean linens, put it in his own tomb, and rolled a large stone across the entrance. Then he left.
After sundown, the high priests and Pharisees arranged a meeting with Pilate. They said, “Sir, we just remembered that liar (referring to Jesus) announced while he was still alive, ‘After three days I will be raised.’ We’ve got to get that tomb sealed until the third day. There’s a good chance his disciples will come and steel the corpse and then go around saying, ‘He’s risen from the dead.’ Then we’ll be worse off than before, the final deceit surpassing the first.”
Pilate told them, “You will have a guard. Go ahead and secure it the best you can.” So they went out and secured the tomb, sealing the stone and posting guards”.
They sealed the stone. It’s not a precious stone, not a stepping stone, not a gemstone – it was a huge stone – it was a barrier – a means to keep Jesus body from being stolen. We should be familiar with barriers. Our society is full of stones that block our way.
We have nuisance stones -- those wonderful customer service barriers. You know the routine. You want to report a problem you call an 800 number – a number which promises prompt and courteous service.
A recording answers, giving you several options, “if you have this question press one, if you have that question press two, etc.” After that menu is exhausted and you’ve made your selection what do you get? PAUSE another recording. By the time you’ve gone through five or six of these you may actually get to talk to a live person – someone who will help you.
Of course there are much more serious barriers, much more intimidating stone walls. Ever since 9/11, we feel forced to create tighter security at our airports, our borders, our prisons, our court houses and government buildings.
We create barriers because we want protection – protection from those who could potentially harm us. We want to feel secure. Still we worry! We are afraid someone might break through those stone walls – brake through those barriers and create chaos.
That’s exactly what the Jews were afraid of in Matthew’s story. This Jesus was creating chaos. He was undermining Jewish authority. He talked about the meek inheriting the earth – about the poor being blessed – about love being more important than the law. That kind of talk will create chaos.
These Pharisees know the law well. They have studied it for years. They know they have to obey all 5,602 rules in order to earn God’s favor. With the law there is order. This Jesus doesn’t value order -- doesn’t understand barriers. He eats with sinners, talks to prostitutes, calls common criminals his friends.
Roman authorities are afraid too. This Jesus is being called the King of the Jews. He talks about establishing a new kingdom – the kingdom of God. That is threatening to those in power. If they let him continue, he’ll start a revolution. Talk about chaos!!!
So they rig up some charges against Jesus – arrest him – hold a fixed trial – and crucify him. Surely, by killing him the threat is over.
Or maybe not! Those followers of Jesus are pretty fanatic. What if they steal the body and say he rose from the dead? He said that’s what he’d do. That will really create chaos.
So they use some extra strength super-glue to secure the stone. Then, as one more security measure, they place guards in front of the huge stone.
Just think of the barriers placed in Jesus path – think of the stone walls built to stop him -- intimidation, torture, ridicule, a wooden cross, nail pierced hands, a stone tomb, super strength epoxy to seal the tomb, and finally guards in front of that stone fortress.
Surely these barriers will stop this Jesus – surely order can be restored – surely the Pharisees and Roman authorities will feel secure again.
Surely Not! Intimidation, torture, ridicule, death on a cross, even the most securely sealed tomb imaginable can not hold Jesus. God’s angels roll that stone away as if it is a pebble in the garden. Jesus breaks down every stone wall placed in front of him.
Why? Why did Jesus go through all that? Why did he leave that comfy place in heaven? Why did he come down to be one of us? Why did he endure so much pain? Why did he break down so many stone walls?
The answer is simple – so simple it’s hard to fathom. Love!! That’s why. Love!! God so loved the world that God’s son came here to break down the stone walls – the stone walls of sin and death -- the walls that hold us captive.
If the stone that was glued to Jesus’ tomb could talk it would bear eloquent testimony to the power of God’s love. It would tell us that the stone walls are gone, the barriers are removed. We have direct access to God at all times. God will never place us on hold or make us push endless buttons to reach Jesus. He’s available to us 24 hours a day, seven days a week 365 days a year.
Want to feel secure? Rest in the loving arms of our savior. No matter what the trial -- no matter what the threat -- no matter what stone wall we are facing, Jesus has been there, done that. Jesus will be there with us, be there to lovingly see us through.
For Christ broke down the barriers of more than sin and death. Christ broke the barrier of fear! We don’t need to be afraid anymore. Regardless of the threat – illness – financial woes – strained family relationships – even controversial wars -- regardless what color the alert is we hear Christ’s words, “Do not be afraid.”
If you recall last Sunday’s Gospel story you will remember that the disciples’ last acts created a barrier between them and Jesus. In the garden while Jesus went to pray they fell asleep. “Could you not watch with me one hour?” he asks.
Then when the heat was on – when the soldiers dragged Jesus to court – Peter denied Jesus three times – swore he never knew the man! Indeed all of the disciples – afraid for their lives denied him!
They must have felt awful when Jesus died. Can you imagine the guilt? Imagine how afraid they must have been to explain their actions to Jesus?
But Jesus does not seem to remember that at all -- Does not see their actions as a barrier.
First we hear the angel tell the women at the tomb: “Do not be afraid. Jesus is risen just as he said. Go quickly and tell the disciples that he will meet them in Galilee.”
Then Jesus appears to the women -- tells them himself: “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to meet me in Galilee.”
In other words, all is forgiven. “Don’t be afraid. I love you. I want to be with you again.”
The next time we are afraid – the next time there is a huge barrier causing us to fear -- may we hear Christ’s words ringing in our ears.
“Do not be afraid. I love you. I died for you. I am with you. Come to my table. Meet me here. Eat my body. Drink my blood. Feel my presence.”
Seeing that stone rolled away – seeing that empty tomb means we have nothing to fear – NOTHING – not even death itself. Even as we take our last breath, we will hear Jesus words, “do not be afraid.” I have gone ahead of you. I will meet you there. We will enjoy eternity together.” AMEN |
| EASTER SUNRISE A 08Easter Sunday is not only the greatest day in the church calendar -- it is also the only liturgical celebration set by the moon. Technically speaking Easter falls on the first Sunday after the first full moon on or after the spring equinox.
Got it? It’s not nearly as complicated as it sounds. The spring equinox is better known as the first day of spring. This year that was last Thursday, March 20th. Even though we couldn’t see it, Friday was a full moon. So the first Sunday after the first full moon is today.
If you think about it, the date for Christmas was set with the solar system in mind as well. The shortest day (winter solstice) falls on either the 21st or 22nd of December, depending on the year. So, Christmas comes as the days are getting longer – there is more light in our days – Christ’s birth brings light to our lives.
Christ’s resurrection comes when the earth is being resurrected. Nature will soon tell us that spring is here – I promise! We will see the miracle of nature bursting out all over. Leaves will sprout on the trees – flowers will bloom in the garden – grass will bring color back to our landscape. What has been dead for months will be alive again – it happens every year -- it’s natural.
It never ceases to amaze me that we plant these dead seeds and new life comes forth. Bulbs that look like nothing in the winter suddenly become daffodils in spring. Rose bushes that were pruned back to nearly nothing burst forth with new life. It’s all natural – all part of the natural world – just like the spring equinox.
But there is something very unnatural about today. When we carry a casket containing a loved one to the cemetery across the road -- When we bury them in the earth -- We don’t expect them to rise up out of their grave – It isn’t natural. Grass and flowers and bushes rise up out of the earth but people do not.
And yet that is exactly what we are celebrating today. Friday evening we watched Jesus die on the cross – we carried Jesus’ casket across the road to the cemetery. We visualized him being buried in the ground over there. Jesus was dead on Friday night. And yet this morning the casket – the one out in the Narthex -- is empty – the grave clothes – the ones Jesus wore are also empty – draped lifelessly on his empty casket.
That is not natural! It is natural then to be afraid when we see dead people raised to new life. Certainly that is what the women felt who came to the tomb that morning. The angel sensed that fear --The first thing out of his mouth was, “Do not be afraid.” But they were afraid. Even after the angel had told them to run and tell the disciples that Jesus was alive – that he would meet them in Galilee – they were afraid!
Matthew says, “so they left the tomb quickly with fear and great joy.” “So they left the tomb quickly with fear and great joy.” Those two emotions do not seem to be compatible. How can one be afraid and joyful at the same time?
I’ll bet Jeff, Ryan and Olivia could identify with that. Being baptized this morning was a joyful event for the Dillivou family – something they have joyfully anticipated for weeks – something we have all been joyfully anticipating for weeks.
But, it’s scary standing up her in front of everyone – having all these eyes staring at you.
Surely the disciples experienced fear and joy when Christ met them in Galilee. They were full of joy to see him alive – to have him right there in their midst once again.
But then Jesus gives them their marching orders. “Go make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the father and of the son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you.”
Wow! That’s quite an order! Can you hear the fear – the doubt in their minds? “We’re supposed to go where? Do what? There are only eleven of us now. We’re really supposed to go to ALL nations? Were really supposed to teach them everything you commanded?
Fear and joy! Perhaps they do go together – perhaps that’s natural. For those of us who went off to college or off to another city for a new career weren’t we full of fear and joy? It was so cool to be away from home for the first time – but so frightening to actually be out in the cold, cruel world on our own.
I don’t know about you but when I held my babies for the first time there was definitely fear and joy! I was joyful beyond words – here is new life my husband and I helped God create! She is beautiful! Oh, but listen she’s crying – look her diaper is full. Can we really do this?
We could go on and on. Joy and fear do go together naturally.
Grandma Davidson had lived a long life. Her body was worn out. It was time for her to join her husband and two daughters in heaven. She was excited about that – joyful at the prospect of joining all the saints gathered around the throne of glory.
Son-in-law, Bryon, sat lovingly beside her bed, knowing the end was near. Suddenly Grandma’s demeanor changed – her eyes popped open wide – her arms were shaking – fear gripped her body.
Bryon went to her side – took her frail hand in his – gently stoked her arm, “It’s OK Grandma,” he said soothingly, “You don’t need to be afraid. Jesus is right here.” He continued in his calm gentle voice until she was at peace -- until she left this earthly home.
That’s what Easter Sunday is all about. Jesus did the unnatural thing so that peace and joy can overtake our natural fears.
As we face life’s challenges – whether going out on our own – raising children -- illness or death -- we may experience those same emotions – joy and fear may grip us like they griped Grandma Davidson.
When that happens may we feel Christ standing beside us – feel him gently holding our hand saying, “It’s OK. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m right here. I am always right here.” AMEN
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| Sermon for Sunday, March 16, 2008
Palm/Passion Sunday
Text: Matthew Chapters 26 & 27 (Not included here because of length)
As we look around we see various ways that the cross is displayed this time of year. Sometimes we see a single cross – a single cross about the size of the one out in our narthex.
Sometimes – like during Holy Week -- we might notice displays showing three crosses -- three crosses standing together. Does it make a difference? Does it matter if there is one cross or three?
In her sermon, “Man in the Middle,” Barbara Brown Taylor maintains it does make a difference. “One cross makes a crucifix,” she says. “Three crosses make a church.” “One cross makes a crucifix; three crosses make a church.”
In all of the Gospel accounts there are three crosses -- Jesus hangs with two criminals – one on either side of him. Only in Luke’s Gospel do we hear them speak. As you may recall Luke’s criminals have two entirely different personalities.
Criminal number one – the one who was angry about dying this way -- decided to take his anger out on Jesus. “Aren’t you the Messiah?” he asks? “Everyone says you are the Messiah. So, why don’t you get us out of here?”
This angry criminal is not at all remorseful for the crimes he has committed. He simply wants to get down off that cross and get on with his life. “Come on, Jesus, get me down from here.”
But, criminal number two hears the angry one and answers back, “Hey fella, don’t you fear God? We are getting what we deserve for our crimes. Don’t pick on this man in the middle, he has done nothing wrong.”
Here we have three guys facing death. The one on the right blames everyone but himself for what has happened to him. Even with his final breaths he is a bitter man – a man who has cursed his fate and blamed other people all of his life.
Taylor says of him, “Whatever he had done to earn [this death sentence] was not, in his mind, his fault. It was the judge’s fault, the arresting officer’s fault, God’s fault. It was the fault of the man hanging beside him -- who if he really were the Messiah – should have been able to get them all out of this mess.”
Criminal number two sees his moment on the cross as his last opportunity to “get it right.” He wants to leave this earth with some integrity. So he owns up to his crimes, takes responsibility for his actions and asks a favor of the man in the middle.
“Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” He knew the man in the middle was going somewhere special – going somewhere special because he was someone special.
Jesus promised not just to remember him – Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.”
Two men hanging on either side of Jesus – the bitter man and the hopeful one – the lost one and the found. It is the man in the middle who bridges the gap between them – the man in the middle who knows that we are like those two men hanging beside him.
Sometimes we are bitter – sometimes hopeful. Sometimes we blame everyone else for our actions – sometimes we take responsibility confessing our sins and begging forgiveness. Sometimes we are lost – sometimes found. Sometimes we are saints – sometimes sinners. One cross makes a crucifix. Three crosses make a church.
The man in the middle came to save us all. Jesus remember us when you come into your kingdom. AMEN |
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