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NOW YOU ARE NAMED

4/19/2015

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1 Peter 2:21-25    (MSG) 
This is the kind of life you’ve been invited into, the kind of life Christ lived. He suffered everything that came his way so you would know that it could be done, and also know how to do it, step-by-step. He never did one thing wrong, Not once said anything amiss. They called him every name in the book and he said nothing back. He suffered in silence, content to let God set things right. He used his servant body to carry our sins to the Cross so we could be rid of sin, free to live the right way. His wounds became your healing. You were lost sheep with no idea who you were or where you were going. Now you’re named and kept for good by the Shepherd of your souls.

We’ve been talking since Easter about “beginnings” and about being “changed” by our Easter encounter with Jesus.  Today I want to move into the realm of what that “being changed” thing looks like. I want to begin by reading a piece out of my husband’s* poem-reflection for this week – because he says it really well:
If, through Christ, salvation is a given, and I believe it is,
then our work is not to get “saved,” or “better-saved,”
but to do what we are told.
And what are we told to do?  Act like Jesus.  Be like Christ.
AND, doing this is two-fold – it’s called “praxis.”
Taking action -- what we do,
and then reflection on that action – how we pray.
Do we care, really care for the outsider?
Do we pride ourselves on being better than the downtrodden,
or do we go out of our way to lift them up?
The question is not, what would Jesus do?
It’s what Jesus did do – what do we do in Jesus’ name?
We name ourselves “Christians” – followers in the footsteps of Jesus.  So, just where do we follow him?  Where exactly is it those footsteps lead us?  There are a lot of people out there who take the name of Christian, and the paths they follow don’t seem anything at all like the path I think I see in front of me.

Now I’m not saying that I am better than they or that I know Jesus’ wishes better than they.  I am saying there seems to be a lot of confusion out there about just where following Jesus is supposed to take us.  How do I know I am on the right path?


Part of the answer to that lies in that word “praxis” that Hilary uses in his poem.  The word praxis means action or application.  A theory remains just an idea until it is put into action – to see if it works or not.  At its most basic, this is praxis, but in the areas of education and spiritual growth, praxis is always paired with reflection.  (All this really does have application to what we are talking about here – following Jesus – be patient.)


We have an idea of what following Jesus means – we put that idea into practice  - and then we reflect on the experience, we pray about it.  Not just a quickie, toss-off prayer, but one where we try our best to listen and to hear God’s response.  We look for the benefit to others in what we have done.  We ponder how well our action matches up with what scripture tells us Jesus did.  We analyze our own feelings about what we did.  Then, based on that reflection-slash-prayer, we act again – perhaps with some modifications.  And then we reflect and then we act and then we reflect – around and around – all the while (hopefully) growing in clarity of vision and understanding.
No one ever said that following Jesus was going to be easy.  We humans are complicated, and – unfortunately – very good at lying to ourselves.  Without a lot of hard work we can so very easily become self-convinced that we are doing something because “Jesus says” when in reality Jesus never said any such thing and it’s simply what we want to do and that we are more comfortable with that particular “belief.”  People continually quote scripture to back up arguments but do so using “quotes” that simply don’t exist in scripture. I can't tell you how many times I've heard arguments supposedly ended by someone quoting "Hate the sin but love the sinner" as being definitive scripture.  Only problem is -- it isn't.  It's just a saying.


Our reading from Peter’s letter open with this statement:  This is the kind of life you’ve been invited into, the kind of life Christ lived – and then proceeds to list the many ways Jesus suffered, in spite of the fact he never did anything wrong.  His chosen path conflicted with the comfortable path the world had chosen – that was his entire crime.  He made them uncomfortable.  This is the life we are invited into.  Do we really want to go there?


When we say we follow Jesus do we really mean that we willingly follow him into possible suffering for ourselves?  I’m not even talking about crucifixion here – although we have always been told that might turn out to be where it leads – but – we here, for instance, try to help feed the hungry.  Did you know that cities all over this country are currently enacting laws forbidding people to feed the homeless – presumably in the hope that the homeless will then go “somewhere else”?   It’s interesting that no one I’ve ever heard an interview with ever seems to have an idea about just where “somewhere else” might be – just as long as it isn’t in their town.  Do you know that people, right now, today, are being arrested for the crime of continuing to feed the hungry?  How would you feel about our bag-lunches if making and distributing them might get you arrested?  Who do you listen to – the city council or Jesus?


One of my favorite stories this week concerns a chef in Texas who twice a week loads up a food truck and drives out to give away free meals to homeless people.  She just got arrested.  Bless her heart, she’s a successful chef and didn’t appear fazed by the fines - she just went out and did it again.  And told them she was claiming her “religious exemption” right to do so – using a law designed to discriminate against those we don’t like, to justify feeding the hungry.  She appears to know who she is listening to.


The point I’ve been working toward here is that when we undertake actions that we believe are part of “being a Christian” we need to know why we do what we do.  


Is it because someone said it’s the right thing to do?  Is it because we like looking good in the eyes of our fellow Christians?  Because it makes us feel important?  Are we trying to “buy” our way into heaven with good works?  (And every one of these may have some small slice of the reality.)  Or is it because we actually look into the faces of the ones we serve and love them as our brothers and sisters?  Is it because we have met and know Jesus and want more than anything to follow in the path he laid out for us – however difficult or uncomfortable that path may be?


This scripture ends by reminding us, as Christians we have been called and we have been named – God knows my name – my most earnest hope is that my name will always be spoken on the side of love.


Amen.



              *Hilary F. Marckx, pastor, Geyserville Christian Church
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WALK IN THE LIGHT

4/12/2015

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1 John 1:1-7, 2:2-6
From the very first day, we were there, taking it all in—we heard it with our own ears, saw it with our own eyes, verified it with our own hands.  The Word of Life appeared right before our eyes; we saw it happen!  And now we’re telling you in most sober prose that what we witnessed was, incredibly, this:  The infinite Life of God himself took shape before us.


We saw it, we heard it, and now we’re telling you so you can experience it along with us, this experience of communion with the Father and his Son, Jesus Christ.  Our motive for writing is simply this:  We want you to enjoy this, too.  Your joy will double our joy!


This, in essence, is the message we heard from Christ and are passing on to you: God is light, pure light; there’s not a trace of darkness in him.


If we claim that we experience a shared life with him and continue to stumble around in the dark, we’re obviously lying through our teeth—we’re not living what we claim.  But if we walk in the light, God himself being the light, we also experience a shared life with one another.
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Here’s how we can be sure that we know God in the right way:  Keep his commandments.  If someone claims, “I know him well!” but doesn’t keep his commandments, he’s obviously a liar. His life doesn’t match his words. But the one who keeps God’s word is the person in whom we see God’s mature love.  This is the only way to be sure we’re in God.  Anyone who claims to be intimate with God ought to live the same kind of life Jesus lived.

Last week I stated that Easter morning was not a culmination – not the finishing of something God had been doing.  Instead, Easter is a beginning.  Our reading for today seems to me to reiterate that truth and I want to carry it a little farther.

We have been taught by much of the church, for so long, that Easter is the big climax, the healing stroke that sets everything right again – and ‘that is that.’  We are hereby saved and we can just go on and live our lives without thinking about it overmuch because Jesus took care of it all. 


We are told that Jesus lived and died and rose again to save us – and this is no doubt true (praise God!) – and yet Jesus’ own words, his teachings scattered all throughout the four gospel accounts clearly tell us that he is expecting more from us than to simply be the passive recipients of his work.  There do not, in fact, appear to be too many passive recipients anywhere in Jesus’ thinking.


“Meet me in Galilee,” he told his disciples, and through them, us.  “Go, and make believers of all nations; baptize them and spread the Good News.”  This reading we just heard for today is from the first of three letters written to the early church by John the Evangelist, the same writer who (probably) wrote the Gospel according to John.  That is the gospel that ends with a meeting at the seashore and Jesus questioning Peter three times: “Do you love me?  Then feed my sheep.”   Three times.  I see nothing there that suggests everything is taken care of and finished now so we can all just relax.


There is nothing here to suggest that the work of Easter is finished.  In fact, John makes it abundantly clear that if we make a claim to be followers of Jesus but nothing changes in how we live our lives, we are, quite bluntly, liars.  He says it twice in just these few short verses I just read.  Liars.


It is worth reading again.  John is telling us what he heard and saw with his own eyes and ears.  He’s telling us so we can know this glorious truth for  ourselves:  The infinite Life of God himself took shape before us, he says.  We saw it, we heard it, and now we’re telling you so you can experience it along with us, this experience of communion with the Father and his Son, Jesus Christ.  This is the miracle of Easter – that we, too, can experience this communion with God, not through our own deserving, but simply because the love is that great.


But there are consequences that come with accepting this love and John wants us to be very clear about these consequences:  If we claim that we experience a shared life with him and continue to stumble around in the dark, we’re obviously lying through our teeth—we’re not living what we claim.  But if we walk in the light, God himself being the light, we also experience a shared life with one another.    


And later on:  Here’s how we can be sure that we know God in the right way:  Keep his commandments.  If someone claims, “I know him well!”  but doesn’t keep his commandments, he’s obviously a liar.  His life doesn’t match his words.  But the one who keeps God’s word is the person in whom we see God’s mature love.  This is the only way to be sure we’re in God.  Anyone who claims to be intimate with God ought to live the same kind of life Jesus lived.


John says it just about as simply as possible: If you truly understand and believe the things I am trying to tell you here – things I saw and heard my very self –  you simply CAN NOT remain unchanged by them.  Anyone who remains unchanged has missed the boat.  Coming into contact with Jesus changes us – inevitably.


If we actually listen to Jesus’ words to us there is very little about sitting and thinking about it all.  All four gospels are full of imperative statements – action verbs.  Go, Do, Love, Heal, Feed ..... Let your light shine.


This is why Easter is just a beginning.  Easter shows us Jesus – the who and the what and the why of Jesus.  Not the Jesus we think we want but the one we actually get.  The one with so much power and so much authority and so much love that no one can remain untouched by it.  As Frederick Beuchner puts it, Jesus had a Christ-making power – the power to make Christs out of all of us.  When we are touched by this kind of power we are going to be changed.


John - and the other disciples and apostles as well, tells us there is only one way to be sure we’re in God.  Anyone, he says, who claims to be intimate with God ought to live the same kind of life Jesus lived.   Easter is not the final triumph.  Easter is showing the whole world just how God loves – and knowing this – maybe we can have the courage to step out in the faith that Jesus died and lives for – the faith that even we can become Christs in Jesus’ image.



Easter is when the changing starts, so let the work of Easter begin in you.  Let us – each one -- consciously walk in the light -- and begin the work of Easter in the world around us.

Amen.

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MEET ME IN GALILEE - EASTER 2015

4/5/2015

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Mark 16:1-8
When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so they could embalm him. Very early on Sunday morning, as the sun rose, they went to the tomb. They worried out loud to each other, “Who will roll back the stone from the tomb for us?”


Then they looked up, saw that it had been rolled back—it was a huge stone—and walked right in. They saw a young man sitting on the right side, dressed all in white. They were completely taken aback, astonished.


He said, “Don’t be afraid. I know you’re looking for Jesus the Nazarene, the One they nailed on the cross. He’s been raised up; he’s here no longer. You can see for yourselves that the place is empty. Now—on your way. Tell his disciples and Peter that he is going on ahead of you to Galilee. You’ll see him there, exactly as he said.”


They got out as fast as they could, beside themselves, their heads swimming. Stunned, they said nothing to anyone.
Holy Week is a roller coaster ride.  It starts up high with the fleeting euphoria of Palm Sunday, then begins a slow descent to the night-time betrayal of Maundy Thursday, then straight into an abrupt oh-my-God-I’m-going-to-throw-up drop into the viciousness and horror and failure of Good Friday.  On Holy Saturday there is absence and silence and just enough time to begin to catch our breath and look around us and try to figure what just happened, when here we are on Easter Sunday – and against all expectation – we are actually starting to climb again.

I say “starting” to climb again because Easter is not the culmination of a story but simply another beginning.  What was lost is found.  What was dead lives again.  What was hopeless is suddenly filled with new hope.  Jesus is risen!.....now what?


When you have watched someone you love die – when you have cleaned and buried his lifeless body and walked away from the wreckage of all your dreams it has got to take a little time to figure out what to do with the idea that he is now living again.  Easter morning is only a beginning.  There will be a long process of wrapping their brains around an impossible reality.  There will – finally – be eyes opened to actually see a truth that has been right in front of them all along.  There will be a complete rearrangement of their ideas of who this Jesus actually is..... and, maybe even more importantly, there will be a coming to grips with just who this Jesus thinks they are.


The gospel accounts of the resurrection are each slightly different.  There are brief, scattered appearances in Emmaus and Jerusalem, but most accounts have the disciples making this return to Galilee for their final meetings with the risen Lord – Galilee, where it all began.  Galilee, out in the “boondocks” where only the “hicks” live – far from the cosmopolitan splendor and might of Jerusalem.


In Mark’s gospel account which we just read for this year’s cycle, the angel at the tomb sends the disciples straight back to Galilee, telling them they will meet Jesus there.  Now, according to one source I checked, it is somewhere in the vicinity of 70 miles from Jerusalem to Galilee, depending on where you’re going.  It’s going to take them a day or two – or four or five –  to walk that distance through rough country.  They are going to have a lot of time to think about it all on their journey back to where it all started for them, three short years ago – back to where they first met Jesus.  Back to the place from which they are going to start all over again – but this time, hopefully, with their eyes wide open.


Easter morning invites each of us back to Galilee – wherever our own Galilee might be.  Where was it that you first met Jesus?  Where did this stranger call out to you and invite you to follow him?  Maybe there have been many different Galilees for you.  Places where you met Jesus again and again, but each time with a new and different understanding so that it was almost like meeting him for the first time.  Is it possible to return to Galilee?  Can we get there from here?  Is it easy for us?


I likened Holy Week to a roller coaster ride, but there are times when it feels like the car I’m in has come to a complete stop somewhere in Holy Saturday.   When our souls are mired down in all the ugliness of everyday’s newscast it can feel like we might be stalled out here forever and we have lost our way back to Galilee.


But Jesus calls us there, nonetheless – and that, I suspect – is the true miracle of Easter – that after all the betrayal and the horror and the lies and the pain and the failure – Jesus still calls each one of us to meet him again in Galilee.  I love the way Mary Luti put it in today’s reflection in our meditation book: “Even if...you have nothing to bring to the meeting but stupidity and stubbornness, fear and self-protection, betrayals and cowardice...Even if you can’t imagine why anyone should love you...Jesus wants you to go to Galilee.  He’ll meet you there.”


I think it is important that we pay attention to the fact that when Jesus  leaves them a message it’s not a sermon on how faithless they had been, there’s no blame for abandoning him, no post-game review of where it all had gone wrong.  Instead there’s just “Well that’s taken care of - now meet me in Galilee and we’ll talk about where you go from here.”


As several people have mentioned this week, Easter is proof that Love Wins.  Political corruption and religious fanaticism and greed and ignorance and human weakness may seem to have free rein in this world we live in – but Easter is proof that God is not through with us.  Jesus is still calling the world to meet him again in Galilee.  Calling us to take lift our eyes from the darkness around us and look for the light of Easter.
The author Willa Cather, once said something to the effect of "Miracles rest not so much upon healing power coming suddenly near us from afar but upon our perceptions being made finer, so that, for a moment, our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is there around us always."


Love wins.  Miracles happen.  Christ is risen.  Let us go to Galilee.


Amen.
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IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVE

3/29/2015

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Mark 11:1-14
When they were nearing Jerusalem, at Bethphage and Bethany on Mount Olives, he sent off two of the disciples with instructions: “Go to the village across from you. As soon as you enter, you’ll find a colt tethered, one that has never yet been ridden. Untie it and bring it.  If anyone asks, ‘What are you doing?’ say, ‘The Master needs him, and will return him right away.’”


They went and found a colt tied to a door at the street corner and untied it.  Some of those standing there said, “What are you doing untying that colt?”   The disciples replied exactly as Jesus had instructed them, and the people let them alone.  They brought the colt to Jesus, spread their coats on it, and he mounted.


The people gave him a wonderful welcome, some throwing their coats on the street, others spreading out rushes they had cut in the fields.  Running ahead and following after, they were calling out:
              Hosanna!
              Blessed is he who comes in God’s name!
              Blessed the coming kingdom of our father David!
              Hosanna in highest heaven!


He entered Jerusalem, then entered the Temple.  He looked around, taking it all in. But by now it was late, so he went back to Bethany with the Twelve.

I am really enjoying our daily readings book* that we are using this Lent.  The various reflections truly do touch me and make me think and, occasionally, convict me.  I read it first thing in the morning, even though I am not one who leaps out of bed all smiley and ready to greet the day.  I’m a slow starter usually - so I get up, make my cup of tea and sit down to read and enter the day – slowly.  Most days my response to the reading is something like, oh, that was nice, but one day last week a somewhat innocuous seeming reflection sat me back on my heels and ended up completely re-writing my understanding of the Palm-slash-Passion Sunday readings.

It was last Tuesday, with a reflection titled Stay Put, written by Mary Luti, a UCC pastor, that started this process.  Her writing had nothing to do with Palm Sunday, per se but that is where my reflecting went immediately.  I’d been tossing Palm Sunday around in the back of my mind all week looking for something new to say to you this year, so it was there and ready to be impacted.  


I’ve mentioned to you before that this Sunday is probably my least favorite of the year because the readings instill such guilt in me.  I leave church convinced that somehow everything bad thing that happens during Holy Week is all my fault, especially if I choose the Passion readings with their crowd cries of, “Crucify him!”  Even the Triumphal Entry reading from today  makes me feel bad because I know how fickle we humans can be - to praise one minute and condemn the next.  This particular scripture translation makes that pretty clear when it tells us that Jesus took in all the hoopla "but by then it was late, so he went back to Bethany,” as if he were well aware that all that adoration wasn’t going to last long. 


Anyway – Rev. Luti’s reflection on Tuesday had to do with sitting quietly and waiting for God to find us - rather than rushing around in six directions at once trying to find God.  And that was my moment of revelation.  I have always been an active Christian – doing the work of the church, trying to do the work of Christ, serving, helping, teaching ..... and with this reading it occurred to me that just maybe some of my “doing” was simply me rushing around trying to “fix” things – so I don’t have to feel guilty anymore.
Now I realize that this has all been a lot of sharing about me so far – and I apologize for that – but it has been necessary as the lead-up to what I actually want to share with you about Palm Sunday and all the events to come this Holy Week.


What if – just what if Holy Week really isn’t about “guilting” us into changing our behavior?  What if God really doesn’t ever want us to change because of guilt?  What if it really is – as we always say it is – all about love? 


OK - I admit - it has taken me awhile to figure this out.  I had issues as a child and I am still struggling with many of them no matter what my grown-up mind understands. Lessons learned in childhood are devilishly hard to get rid of.  They don’t go away easily, I don’t care how old you get to be.  I suspect I am not the only person here who has ever suffered feelings of guilt – whether truly earned or not.  So much of the teaching of the church, for centuries, has been specifically designed to foster that guilt in us - especially during Lent.  Jesus suffered and died and it is all your fault! and all that.


Now – I do believe it is important that when we have done wrong, when we have harmed another, we acknowledge what we have done and take responsibility for it and do whatever we can to undo the damage.  And we ask God to forgive us and – as in last week’s message – we ask for a new, clean heart so we can start in all over again to try to get it right this time.  I absolutely believe that.  And there is going to be some guilt in there.  But hopefully as we grow and mature as followers of Jesus, the harmful, sick-making guilt is going to shrink as a motivator and our strongest motivating force is going to become love – just love.  God’s all-encompassing love for us and our steadily-growing, ever-widening love for God.


I do not for a moment believe Jesus died to somehow “pay for” my sinfulness.  What kind of monster parent would demand that price?  Only humans could come up with that explanation.  Instead, everything I’ve learned of Jesus in scripture and in my life experience tells me he lived the life he chose out of love for us all – not payment.  And he died because of the way he lived.  


Those in authority, having left love behind them in their rush to power, could not begin to understand that someone would choose to live a whole life based on caring about others – and because they did not understand they felt threatened, and because they felt threatened, they killed.  That’s what we do.  Sometimes literally, with a cross or a gun.  Sometimes with a look or a word.  We kill each others’ hope and dreams and self-respect ... and we try to kill love itself.


But ..... Jesus knew this about us and loved us anyway.  Loved us enough to live his life his way, and loved us enough to die, still living his way.  And if we can learn anything here it is to choose to live our lives that way, too.  We can look at the inconstancy of Palm Sunday, and the betrayal of Maundy Thursday, and the jeers of Good Friday, and the awful grief of absence of Holy Saturday – and we can find, not guilt, but love.


We can choose to do the work of the church, we can choose to serve and help – not to expiate some sin – but because that is where love leads us – because, by love, we can look at each other and see each other with Jesus’ eyes of love -- even those who seem to go out of their way to be unlovable.  Especially those who go out of their way to be unlovable -- because they, after all, are the ones who need our love the most.


So let us go into Holy Week -- not crushed by guilt – but set to love this bruised and angry world we live in – open to seeing it as Jesus sees it – set to love it as Jesus loves us.
Amen.


*re-lent: Lenten Devotional 2015  – The Stillspeaking Writers’ Group, United Church of Christ, Cleveland, OH
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PUT A NEW SPIRIT WITHIN ME

3/22/2015

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Psalm 51:1-3,6-7,10-12
Have mercy on me, O God,
    according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
    blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
    and cleanse me from my sin.
For I know my transgressions,
    and my sin is ever before me.....
You desire truth in the inward being;
    therefore teach me wisdom in my secret heart.
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
    wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.....
Create in me a clean heart, O God,
    and put a new and right spirit within me.
Do not cast me away from your presence,
    and do not take your holy spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
    and sustain in me a willing spirit.

Jeremiah 31:31-34
The days are surely coming, says the Lord, when I will make a new covenant with the house of Israel and the house of Judah. It will not be like the covenant that I made with their ancestors when I took them by the hand to bring them out of the land of Egypt — a covenant that they broke, though I was their husband, says the Lord. But this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those days, says the Lord: I will put my law within them, and I will write it on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people. No longer shall they teach one another, or say to each other, "Know the Lord," for they shall all know me, from the least of them to the greatest, says the Lord; for I will forgive their iniquity, and remember their sin no more.

Up until now we have been discussing the kind of spiritual darkness that is not of our own choosing – one that we find ourselves in as the result of random fate, such as a serious illness or loss of a loved one, or perhaps as a result of others’ actions, such as a personal betrayal or a corporate decision to ‘downsize’ one out of a much-needed job.

The readings today seem to be aimed at the darkness that is the result of our own mindless or selfish choices.  The first reading we heard today was Psalm 51 which is ascribed to King David, written after the prophet Nathan has confronted him with his own deep guilt in taking Bathsheba, when she was another man’s wife and then arranging her husband’s death on the battlefield.  When we read this story in detail in 2nd Samuel it appears that it is all about David’s lust and then his need to cover his own rear end from any blame that  might attach to him.  Poor innocent Uriah is killed and David takes Bathsheba as his wife and at first, everything seems fine – until Nathan calls him on his own self-deception and names him for what he is – and adulterer and a murderer.  


David is no longer able to lie to himself or pretend that the truth is anything other than what is really is – and he is, finally, overwhelmed by his guilt.  God has blessed him so richly – been so good to him – and now he is forced to see that he deserves none of it – none.  He has betrayed God – and all he can do is acknowledge his guilt and plead for a new heart - one that has been cleansed from the ugliness of his sin.


David here has found himself in a darkness of his own construction - he did this all to himself – there is no one else to blame.  So he confesses his guilt, begs forgiveness and pleads for another chance – and the God who has met him there in the depths of that darkness forgives him and lifts him to even greater heights than before.


Our second reading was from the prophet Jeremiah.  Jeremiah was most likely prophesying in the days leading up to Judah’s fall to Babylon.  The prophet reminds the people of Judah that God had saved the people once before when he brought them up out of slavery in Egypt.  Even then, though the people had soon failed God and broken their half of the covenant between them, God still raised them up into a prosperous people with lands and power and plenty.  Now the people are in the process of failing God yet again by turning toward other gods and forgetting their one-on-one relationship with the God of their history.   They have not been true to their promises, and so this present doom is hanging over them.  Jeremiah reminds them that when they find themselves cast out in the darkness – a darkness of their own creation – God will still honor God’s part of the bargain and rescue them one more time - just as he had done when they were in enslaved in Egypt.


And this time – so they can never claim to have forgotten or never learned in the first place, God will write the promises on their hearts, so they can never be separated from them.  And when the people find themselves captives of the Babylonians, far from power and far from home – deep in the darkness of their own creating – they found God’s word with them with its promise of forgiveness and restoration.  And in time, God did lead them home again – out of the darkness and into the new life they found once again in God.


So, yes, both of these reading are about dark times - but more than that, they are both part of an on-going promise of forgiveness and restoration.  They are about a promise of rescue and release from torment.  They promise us that even before we slide into darkness – self-created or imposed on us from without – God will be with us in the dark and God will restore us to the light.....and, that we will grow and be stronger from the experience.


David’s reign is dated to about 1000 years before Jesus.  Jeremiah preached approximately 400 later.  But the promise given in each story is the same promise.  When we wander astray, when we acknowledge our guilt, when we ask for another chance God is there with us ready to forgive and to restore.


While we may learn new truths about ourselves when lost in the darkness, what we also learn is to live the future without fear, because we have experienced God-with-us and we are changed – forever.  This is the promise -- we will never left be left in the darkness alone.  Thanks be to God.

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EVEN THE DARKNESS IS NOT DARK

3/15/2015

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Psalm 139:1-12
O Lord, you have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
   you discern my thoughts from far away.
You search out my path and my lying down,
   and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
   O Lord, you know it completely.
You hem me in, behind and before,
   and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
   it is so high that I cannot attain it.
Where can I go from your spirit?
   Or where can I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
   if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.
If I take the wings of the morning
   and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
   and your right hand shall hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
   and the light around me become night,”
even the darkness is not dark to you;
   the night is as bright as the day,
   for darkness is as light to you.

My original plan was to spend the Sundays of Lent meditating upon and talking about “Looking for God in the Dark.”  What with one thing and another, today is the 4th Sunday in Lent but this is only our second talk on darkness.  That’s how things work out sometimes.  God had other plans for those other weeks.

Each of us has had times of light and times of darkness.  Some of us have seemed to skip through life with grey and cloudy times, but no real blackness.  Others of us have spent small eternities in hell.  Darkness takes many forms: worry, confusion, grief, guilt – if you find it helpful to do so feel free to substitute “fear” for the word darkness in any these discussions.  That is basically what our talk of trying to find God in the dark boils down to – fear that we somehow deserve our misery; fear of the unknown lying before us; fear of loss; and, overall, a fear God has left us here in the dark, with no light to show us the way out.


Before we go any further, let me state, quite simply and loudly, that I do not (repeat, DO NOT) for one moment believe that God ever puts us in the dark to teach us a lesson.  I think that is a hideous teaching and quite unworthy of the good God who loves us beyond measure.  If we heard of a person who deliberately infected a child with a deadly illness to teach them some sort of lesson we would classify that person as abusive and mentally ill.  And yet, people quite casually accuse God of this kind of behavior, and much worse.  Don’t fall for it.  Bad things happen.  It is the nature of human life.  God does not send them to us.


So, God doesn’t cause our dark times – our times of fear and suffering – but yet we can and should – we MUST look for God there with us – and if we allow God to be with us and love us then we find hope and healing there, as well - even in the darkness.


You know I wasn’t here last week (at least I hope you noticed I was gone!) because I was in Sacramento with my son, Joel, who has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.  He is undergoing some really nasty hardcore chemo right now and simply cannot work, and, like too many of us – no work equals no paycheck.  So a group of his friends - many of them going all the way back to Junior High – put together a benefit concert to raise money to help him pay his bills.   It was a most incredible day – filled with incredibly beautiful people – many, as I said, old friends, but many others just people who heard about it and wanted to be part of doing something to help.  I can still hardly talk about it without crying – there was so much love and goodness there in that one building.  God was so very present among us.  When you are a parent whose child (of whatever age) has a possibly life-threatening illness, it can seem pretty darn dark and fear does it’s best to take over inside your head.  But this kind of love can do wonders against that fear. 

A friend mentioned after my first ‘darkness’ message that they found God most easily in the darkness, because everything is quiet and it seems there is only God and you – no distractions.  This is the physical darkness that we occasionally seek out specifically to spend time with God.


But there are the times when the darkness is not of our own seeking and we have lost even God and are afraid we are truly out there all alone – those are the times of true terror and despair.  And when we finally do hear God’s voice (which has been speaking to us all along - it just takes longer some times than others for us to hear) – then it is more grace-filled, more life-giving – then it truly becomes a word we will carry with us forever.


My point here is, as Barbara Brown Taylor, the author whose book started all this for me, says:  “...new life starts in the dark. Whether it is a seed in the ground, a baby in the womb, or Jesus in the tomb, it starts in the dark.”   We do not choose the paralyzing, fear-filled kind of darkness, but new life can begin even here.  We learn in the dark that our fear is not really running the show.  If we have to be in the dark of fear and uncertainty, we can at least choose to accept any new growth and new hope we find there, and carry them with us - long after we are released from that particular trauma.


My bet is that we have each of us experienced that kind of darkness for ourselves or a loved one.  I’d ask you to think about that for yourself, but first I have one more story to share.  I was watching the evening news a couple of days ago when I saw a story about a man named Chris Rosati.  Mr. Rosati is living with ALS - amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or Lou Gehrig’s disease.  It is medically manageable to some extent, but there is no cure and, from all I've heard, is not a kind way to go.  And yet, this man, confined to a wheelchair and growing weaker all the time, is spending his remaining life spreading as much kindness in the world as he can manage.  He points to the "Butterfly Effect" which is part of Chaos Theory and refers to the tiny change cause by the movement of a butterfly’s wing, which can, by spreading out through time and space, eventually grow to the force of a hurricane.


He chooses to participates by randomly handing out $50 to people and challenging them to use it to do something kind.  Sometimes he hears back, and sometimes he doesn’t.  But as word of mouth passes on his story, his kindnesses grow - spreading out away from him like waves on a pond – the butterfly effect.  I know nothing about this man’s beliefs, but he has clearly found a way to do something other than sit and curse the darkness.  And it appears to feed him as much as those his kindnesses touch.  (I posted a link about him on our facebook page - you can read about one example of his giving there.)


New life begins in the darkness.....Have you had an experience of one day finding yourself beyond darkness?  A time when you have actually moved through and beyond what had seemed at the time to be an all-encompassing, never-ending darkness?  A time when you found yourself on the other side, in a new life - one where you had never dreamed of being - one to which you have been led by what you learned and experienced in the dark?


Have you known the presence of God in the darkness with you?
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AND GOD CALLED THE DARKNESS ‘NIGHT’

3/1/2015

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Genesis 1:1-5
In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters.  Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light.  And God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness.  God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, the first day.
This sermon was written for last Sunday, the first Sunday in Lent, but was put off to this week because we had so much illness and absenteeism last week.  This year I plan to group our Sunday Lenten discussions under the central theme of “Looking for God in the Dark,” and I wanted to wait until we were all here to introduce this topic.  Today I want to look at what that word “dark” means to us – what it has meant historically in our theological language, and also get started on what it means for each of us as individuals.

From the very earliest days of Christianity – when that originally purely Jewish belief in a crucified and risen Lord began to grow outward into the European world – that thinking was heavily influenced by Greek philosophical thought of the time, which was heavily dualistic.  Everything existed in paired opposites: Good/Evil; Spirit/Matter; Light/Darkness.  These things were held pretty much in balanced opposition – with neither side triumphing over the other but in a state of continuous struggle for mastery.  
The Greeks were not unique in thinking this way, either.  The Zoroastrianism of the Persians – the next major culture to the east of the Hebrews – was also heavily dualistic, and the Persians had a huge cultural impact on the Jews of Old Testament times through war and exile, so such thinking had been introduced into Jewish thought long before Christ, and then strengthened by the Greek thought that came in with the Roman conquest.  It was almost inevitable that the new-born Christianity would be influenced in this direction.

While Good and Evil and Spirit and Matter are more philosophical concepts, Light and Dark are things we live within every moment of our lives.  Half of each 24 hours is spent in the light of the day, and half in the darkness of night – every single day of our lives.  We know the difference between Light and Dark – we see it all around us – it is something knowable – and this makes this particular dualism a perfect metaphor for so many things.  And Christianity fell right in with it.

How often is Jesus referred to as the Light of the World?  Think of the hymn we began with today: The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin, the Light of the world is Jesus.  It is hammered into us over and over and over: Light equals Good, Dark equals bad.  This dualism has become so ingrained in us that we don’t ever think about it, or even recognize it - even when it is pointed out to us.  We use it to rank social status, for instance: the poor live in little dark holes-in-the-wall, while the wealthy build their homes largely of glass and blazing with lights.  It affects things as silly as our cultural preference for white flour over whole (dark) grains, and as deadly serious and insidious as our still all-too-painfully-common perception that people with light skins are somehow intrinsically “better” than those with dark skin.  This light=good, dark=bad is so deeply ingrained in us that it shapes us in ways we never, ever think about.

But – did not God create the dark as well as the light?  Are not both part of that Creation that God declares to be Good? To be VERY good?

When I was a child I was terribly afraid of the dark, but it was a carefully parsed out fear – applicable in some things but not in others.  I grew up in a small town in the house my great-grandparents had built.  It sat in a big lot - probably equal to 2 or 3 city lots today – and because it was already old it had lilacs as tall as the house, an ancient elm that was older than God, a fig tree I loved dearly and a big empty field just perfect for crawling through on my belly, playing cowboys.  Some of my happiest memories are of summer evenings, long after the last daylight had gone, playing hide-n-seek in that big, dark space.  I wasn’t afraid of that darkness.  But when we went to bed and the lights were turned out the closet and the floor of my room became filled with unnamed horrors and I was terrified to turn over in bed.

I don’t recall ever sharing this fear with my mother or sister.  I would have been embarrassed to admit to something so dumb.  I just lay there, frozen in fear, until I fell asleep.  And the interesting thing I’ve realized as an adult is that, even as young as 6 or 7 I knew perfectly well – intellectually – that this fear was ridiculous.  I knew perfectly well there was no horror in the closet or under my bed.  But knowing these things did not lessen my fear one bit.  Because I really wasn’t afraid of monsters - I was afraid of that great “unknown” out there.  I was afraid of things well beyond my control –   beyond even my mother’s control – and when you’re small and your parents can’t control things it is time, in a child’s world, to be very afraid.

I recognize now that my fears were largely based in loss.  There was a lot of death in my childhood and I needed the light to be able to see the people I had left so I could hang on to them and they couldn’t slip away in the darkness, too.

But this is exactly my point, this Lent – for each of us, our fears stem from different life experiences and darkness means different things.  For some it may manifest itself in a fear of the literal dark.  For others it may be a fear of the unknown future.  For others it might be an unnameable fear that clouds our spirits.  The dark takes many forms: depression, despair, poverty, illness, heartbreak, anger, jealousy...and on and on.  



Where is the darkness is your life?  What is the fear that lies at it's roots?  My hope is that, over the weeks of Lent, we may be able to find – in ways we can truly believe – that God is, and has always been, in our dark places as well as the light.  And maybe we can even find that we can learn to live at peace in that darkness, with the grace we find there.

This is not a new or original thought - people have been writing about it for years - not just 'getting through' our dark places but actually growing and learning from them -- finding comfort and affirmation in them.  I admit to having been stimulated into thinking about the dark again by discovering and reading Barbara Brown Taylor’s Learning to Walk in the Dark.  This is a wise woman and I hope to share some of her wisdom with you in the coming weeks, and maybe discover some of our own.

Here’s a sample of her thinking: When, despite all my best efforts, the lights have gone off in my life (literally or figuratively, take your pick), plunging me into the kind of darkness that turns my knees to water, nonetheless I have not died. The monsters have not dragged me out of bed and taken me back to their lair. The witches have not turned me into a bat. Instead, I have learned things in the dark that I could never have learned in the light, things that have saved my life over and over again, so that there is really only one logical conclusion. I need darkness as much as I need light.

Next week I would hope that some of you may feel free to share some of your understanding of the dark and how we can find God there.  Meanwhile, here is one more quote from Barbara Brown Taylor to ponder over until we gather here again for Part 2 – something she offers as “good news”:  ...even when light fades and darkness falls – as it does every single day, in every single life – God does not turn the world over to some other deity.

Good News, indeed – to know that God is still one God, not two halves of a dualism.
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LIGHT BEFORE DARKNESS

2/15/2015

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Mark 9:1-8
Jesus was speaking to the people and said: “Some of you who are standing here are going to see it happen, see the kingdom of God arrive in full force.”


Six days later, three of them did see it. Jesus took Peter, James, and John and led them up a high mountain. His appearance changed from the inside out, right before their eyes. His clothes shimmered, glistening white, whiter than any bleach could make them. Elijah, along with Moses, came into view, in deep conversation with Jesus.


Peter interrupted, “Rabbi, this is a great moment! Let’s build three memorials—one for you, one for Moses, one for Elijah.” He blurted this out without thinking, stunned as they all were by what they were seeing.

Just then a light-radiant cloud enveloped them, and from deep in the cloud, a voice: “This is my Son, marked by my love. Listen to him.”

The next minute the disciples were looking around, rubbing their eyes, seeing nothing but Jesus, only Jesus.
Today is Transfiguration Sunday and the last Sunday after Epiphany.  The Advent/Christmas/Epiphany season officially ends today as we indulge in one last burst of glory before entering into the quiet and reflection of Lent and our lead-up to Easter.

It’s hard to find a clear chronology in Mark’s gospel.  The whole thing is only 16 chapters long, and things come fast and furiously.  With today’s reading we have already skipped to chapter 9.  Also, several things seem to come in a different order than in the other gospel accounts.  For instance, it’s only two chapters from today’s reading when Jesus makes his triumphal entry into Jerusalem riding on a colt – something we generally think of as taking place one week before the trial and crucifixion -- and yet in this gospel four chapters worth of random teachings will come between those two points.  If they all came in one week, it was a very busy week.


Does any of this matter?  Probably not.  It most likely says more about our human compulsion to organize things into tidy boxes that it says anything  about Jesus’ purpose here with us.  Mark simply wants us to know that all these things happened.  This is what Jesus said, this is what Jesus did.


Wherever it may be located chronologically, today’s story of the Transfiguration stands out – there is no question about that.  There is a lot of excellent teaching from Jesus to be found here in Mark and in the other gospels.  And there are miracles – but they tend to be the kind of miracles that can be explained away if explaining away is what you want to see.  Any good magician could appear to pull off the same trick.  We are left to believe, or not, in the voice of the Holy Spirit speaking inside us and telling us that this guy is indeed the real deal.  It comes down to believing because we believe.  It comes down to that authority we talked about last week - that recognition that says “this is it – this is real.”


BUT – for those who were present on that hilltop on that particular day – for Peter and James and John – there is no way to explain away what they saw.  They were not shown someone who might be God’s son.  They were gob-smacked with the “I saw it with my own eyes!” reality of the divine standing right there in front of them – there was simply no room for doubting.  And not only did they see Jesus glowing like the noonday sun, but Moses and Elijah were there, too!  And then, if that weren’t enough,  God’s voice spoke out from heaven!

Our Epiphany season began with a manifestation of the holy in the person of a small human child lying in a stable, and today it ends with another manifestation - this one on a mountain-top, with a grown, adult Jesus – and Moses and Elijah – the two most important personages from the Hebrew Scriptures, thrown in for the heck of it.
The Old Testament reading for today is a story about Elijah, who was the greatest of the prophets of the Hebrew Scriptures.  It’s a pretty long reading, so I’ve chosen to not go into the whole thing here.  (I think we will be doing some deeper work with Elijah and the Old Testament prophets this summer.)  This reading tells of the end of Elijah’s life here on earth and of the time when he handed his mantel over to his own disciple, Elisha, and  – as the scripture tells it – “Suddenly a chariot and horses of fire came between them and Elijah went up in a whirlwind to heaven” ... another gob-smacking moment and one that ties Elijah to Jesus, who will, eventually, be lifted bodily up into heaven. 



Another story that connects Jesus and Elijah comes from the Book of Malachi, the last of the minor prophets, where it says, "Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and terrible day of the Lord." ..... In early Christianity it was traditionally believed that Elijah's appearance during the transfiguration fulfilled this prophecy – meaning that the end of the world could come any time now because Jesus had fulfilled the prophecies and Elijah had re-appeared.

So Epiphany ends – the season of light that began with the light of a star, guiding shepherds and kings to a stable now ends with the light of the divine shing forth from Jesus himself – and we enter the darkness of Lent.  Lent is traditionally seen by the church as dark and penitential  – meditative, if not downright sorrowful.  I think this year I want to spend our time looking into that darkness – learning perhaps to find God’s presence, even in that darkness.  

So enjoy for today the transcendent radiance of the transfiguration.  Next week we descend in the darkness in search of the Holy One who is, after all, in all things.
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BY WHOSE AUTHORITY?

2/8/2015

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Mark 1:21-28

Then they entered Capernaum.  When the Sabbath arrived, Jesus lost no time in getting to the meeting place.  He spent the day there teaching.  They were surprised at his teaching—so forthright, so confident—not quibbling and quoting like the religion scholars.

Suddenly, while still in the meeting place, he was interrupted by a man who was deeply disturbed and yelling out, “What business do you have here with us, Jesus?  Nazarene!  I know what you’re up to!  You’re the Holy One of God, and you’ve come to destroy us!”
Jesus shut him up: “Quiet! Get out of him!”  The afflicting spirit threw the man into spasms, protesting loudly—and got out.


Everyone there was incredulous, buzzing with curiosity.  “What’s going on here? A new teaching that does what it says?  He shuts up defiling, demonic spirits and sends them packing!”  News of this traveled fast and was soon all over Galilee.



The topic we’re going to be discussing today is Authority - the kind of Authority Jesus displays in this reading we just heard.  But first, I want to take a brief side-step to explain something I mention a lot but have maybe never really explained, and that is the use of the Lectionary.

I mentioned last week that we are now in Cycle B, and reading Mark’s Gospel account.  The Lectionary is a tool put together by preachers and teachers to unable us to cover as much of the Bible as possible in a three-year rotation.  The three years are based in either Matthew, Mark or Luke’s gospel, with an Old Testament reading, a Psalm, and a reading from the New Testament - generally one of Paul’s letters.  These readings link, thematically, with the gospel reading.  Over the course of three years’ time much of the Bible is addressed at least once.  John’s gospel doesn’t have a year of it’s own, but it is read at the major holy-day times of the year.


Back in the days when no self-respecting preacher spoke for less than an hour they could manage to include and show the links among all four readings - these days I generally make do with one - choosing the gospel or the Old Testament, whichever speaks to me that week.  Sometimes I leave the lectionary entirely because I want to address a particular subject or do a special series, but mostly I stick with it as a good disciplinary tool for myself, since it occasionally forces me to stretch myself by engaging parts of the Bible I might prefer to skip over.


And this, magically, brings us back around to today’s topic of Authority.  I can choose to follow or skip the lectionary any week because it is a tool for me to use - and that’s all it is.  It is not an object with authority over me.  Some churches use it religiously (pun intended), some don’t use it at all.  I have spoken with people who were quite distressed that I didn’t follow the lectionary because, for them, it was an authoritative document - and in their eyes I should follow it every week.


Authority lies exactly - and only - where we give it.  Any person or institution has only as much power over me as I am willing to grant to it.  As a woman, I have had self-labeled Bible experts tell me that I have no business calling myself a minister and I should knock if off immediately.  They assumed the Bible gave them authority over me and so they spoke.  I always assume they have no authority whatsoever over me and so I ignore them.  That’s how authority works.


Now, sometimes, authority is backed up with power.  Power and authority are not the same thing, but they sometimes work together.  If there is enough power then a person or institution may be able to force you to act as if they do have authority.  They may still not have any proper authority, but they do have the power to make you do what they want.  We sometimes get these two terms confused with each other.  It is important for us to remember they are NOT the same.  Power can be forced.  Authority cannot.  Authority is granted.


While doing my reading for this message I came across Jacque Maritain –  a French philosopher from the first half of the 1900's.  He was Catholic and his faith deeply informed his philosophy which had mostly to do with the inherent rights and dignity of all peoples.  He was one of the prime movers behind the “Universal Declaration of Human Rights” which was issued in 1948 by the United Nations as their response to the horrors of WWII.  It is still one of humanity’s most powerful documents.


Maritain famously said “Authority and power are two different things: power is the force by means of which you can oblige others to obey you.  Authority is the right to direct and command, to be listened to or obeyed by others.  Authority requests power.  Power without authority is tyranny.”


What makes today’s story of Jesus so amazing to us is the immediate recognition given by the bystanders here that Jesus is speaking and acting with true authority.  We’re still in chapter one, here.  We’re only 21 verses into the gospel.  He has only called four disciples by name, so far, as we read last week – Simon, Andrew, James and John.  This is his very first public speaking appearance.


At first, the people are puzzled as to who he is and where he has come from, but within a remarkably short time they are fully accepting him as someone whose authority is authentic and genuine.  This is how real authority works.  It is so real, so true – what this particular voice of authority says resonates so deeply within us – that those who listen with their hearts open automatically recognize the speaker’s authenticity.


It is possible, and unfortunately it happens way too often, that people can be manipulated into believing that what they are hearing is an authoritative voice.  If someone presents themselves as “an authority” and trots out a list of credentials or if they are saying what the listener is predisposed to hear, then chances are they will be accepted as such – especially by non-discriminating hearers.  Every smarmy television evangelist is proof of this.   If, however, we learn to listen with an open mind and an open heart, and if we can set aside our own prejudices, most of us can develop the ability to hear truth or falsehood.


Those listening to Jesus in our story today didn’t know Jesus.  They probably were not predisposed against him, but neither were they predisposed for him.  He spent the day teaching - and the people there listened and eventually he cast out a disruptive spirit.  Now, whether you choose to read this as an actual demonic spirit or in more modern psychological terms as some sort of mental or emotional disorder, the result is equally miraculous.  This “spirit” attempted to disrupt Jesus’ teaching, Jesus told it to be quiet and get out ... and it obeyed.  It – whatever it was – recognized Jesus’ authority to command it.


As we move through the gospel we will find that even those who plotted against Jesus were never really able to convince even themselves that he was not speaking the truth.  They had their reasons for wanting him shut down – greed, fear, genuine disagreement, political expediency, power struggles – whatever.  They would accuse him...he would respond...and they would quietly slink off somewhere else to plot some more.  Even they could not ultimately argue against the truth and authority they heard when Jesus spoke.


In our world today people like to pretend that anything that differs from their own belief is just someone’s “opinion.”  Whatever we say long enough and loudly enough somehow becomes “truth.”  And yet, I think that in our hearts, we all retain the ability to recognize true authority when we hear it – if only we can humble ourselves sufficiently to listen – and that is the hard part – being humble, when everyone wants to be their own authority.


When the voice of the Holy speaks to us – if we are honestly listening – we hear it and we recognize the voice of One who has the right to speak.  May we always be found among those “with ears to hear.”  May we remain as open-hearted as those long-ago listeners at a synagogue in Capernum.  


Amen.
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THE URGENCY OF GOD'S NOW

1/25/2015

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Jonah 3:1-5, 10
The word of the Lord came to Jonah a second time, saying, "Get up, go to Nineveh, that great city, and proclaim to it the message that I tell you."  So Jonah set out and went to Nineveh, according to the word of the Lord.  Now Nineveh was an exceedingly large city, a three days' walk across.  Jonah began to go into the city, going a day's walk.  And he cried out, "Forty days more, and Nineveh shall be overthrown!"
    And the people of Nineveh believed God; they proclaimed a fast, and everyone, great and small, put on sackcloth.  When God saw what they did, how they turned from their evil ways, God changed his mind about the calamity that he had said he would bring upon them; and he did not do it.


Mark 1:14-20
Now after John was arrested, Jesus came to Galilee, proclaiming the good news of God, and saying, "The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news."  As Jesus passed along the Sea of Galilee, he saw Simon and his brother Andrew casting a net into the sea — for they were fishermen.  And Jesus said to them, "Follow me and I will make you fish for people." And immediately they left their nets and followed him.  As he went a little farther, he saw James son of Zebedee and his brother John, who were in their boat mending the nets.  Immediately he called them; and they left their father Zebedee in the boat with the hired men, and followed him.
I don’t often deal with more than one lectionary reading per week – there is so much richness to be found once we start digging that one reading is usually quite enough for my message – but today the theme of the readings is so strong, and these two bits are each so short, that I thought it would be interesting to compare the Old Testament version with the New.

Both of these readings, in their full settings, are about the urgency of “right now.”  We all know Jonah’s story: God gives Jonah a message to carry to the people of Persian Nineveh - a message to repent, to turn away from their past and present evil behavior, right now, in order to avert the destruction God has planned for them because of those evil ways.  Jonah, however, is first and foremost a passive man – he just wants to be left alone.  He doesn’t want to get involved.  Secondly, he dislikes the Ninevites heartily – actually, all the Israelites despised them because of the role they had  played in the first great exile.  So Jonah sees no good reason to put himself out to save a bunch of people he’d just as soon see wiped off the planet anyway.  He doesn’t really argue with God – he just ignores God and goes the other direction.

God is having none of this, however.  He wants the Ninevites saved and he wants it done now – so – storm at sea, belly of the whale, Jonah gives in because it clearly is easier to do it God’s way than to try to fight God.  We all know this story.  Jonah delivers God’s message – and miracles of miracles, the people of Nineveh listen, and their destruction is averted.  

As I said, we all know this story but how much have we actually thought about it?  The Biblical Literalists have done such a good job of directing all conversation to the devastatingly important question – to them – of proving that Jonah could have survived in that fish, that we have largely missed the real point of this story, which I see as two-fold.  One, this is the Old Testament God going to all this trouble to save a non-Hebrew people.  So much of the OT makes it clear that God only cares about the Chosen People - Abraham’s children – so where did this come from, this concern for an alien people?  I don’t think it is ever really explained here.  And secondly, why is this question of saving Nineveh so very urgent?  Why does it have to be this very minute?

Could it be that Nineveh, while important, was always a secondary concern for the writer of this story?  Could it be that the one in urgent need of saving was Jonah himself?  Good old complacent, “am-I-my-brother’s-keeper?” Jonah, who didn’t care if the world succeeded or failed as long as it left him alone?  Couldn’t it be old grumpy Jonah who needed to be awakened to a sense of compassion for his fellow humans?  Awakened to an awareness of his birth into God’s rule in the world?  Was it perhaps Jonah who was almost entirely lost and needed – urgently – to be reclaimed by seeing himself as one part of a larger whole?  It had been, by this time, a couple of hundred years since Nineveh's crime against the Israelites -- surely the question of their punishment good have waited a little longer if necessary.  But Jonah -- Jonah was running out of time to be "saved."

Now let’s look for a minute at the gospel reading we also heard read.  At Advent we turned the church calendar and changed to liturgical year B - the 2nd year in the 3-year lectionary cycle.  That means the gospel readings this year will all be coming from Mark’s gospel.  Mark is the shortest of the gospels and the one with the strongest sense of urgency.  This gospel is the one that repeatedly warns us that “the time in short.”  Mark doesn’t waste any time on infancy narratives or genealogies proving Jesus is David’s son – either he figures that’s all covered somewhere else or he just doesn’t care.  Instead, Mark jumps straight into the story of Jesus’ three years of public life.  John the Baptist prepares the way, Jesus is baptized, he calls his disciples and – boom – he’s out there healing people.  No time to waste.  Time is short.  Gotta move now.

Again, the literalists have managed to turn this sense of urgency into a rush to get personally saved before the “end times” arrive – thereby, I believe, completely losing the real message, which again, I believe is (at least) two-fold.  First is the urgent need for each one of us to find and acknowledge our rightful place in God’s kingdom – right here, right now -- loving, healing, and caring for each other – bringing the reign of God to its fullness – here and now.  Being who God created us to be and not being so worried about an afterlife that we miss out on this life.

Second is that this isn’t about us doing anything - this is about God, in the person of Jesus, acting in this world.  This is God - moving people’s hearts and minds and pointing them toward Jesus, where they can learn in the most complete way possible.  I doubt that Simon, Andrew, James or John got up that morning and thought they’d go looking for a new messiah so they could toss aside their families and livelihoods to follow a complete stranger.  Can you imagine doing that?  Only, I hope, with God’s strong urging.

There was no time for Jesus to woo them - to get to know them and gradually get them to trust him.  There was just “Follow me”... and they did.  For them the time was now.  For every one of us, the time that God calls us is the “end time” – the end of our lives as we have known them thus far and the time we enter into something new – something beyond our wildest imaginings – a new life in God’s service, building God’s kingdom.

So the literalists get it partially right.  This time is the time of our salvation.  This, right now, is the life we get.  This is the time we are saved from a life lived in our own creation rather than in God’s creation – God’s world.  There is a sense of urgency – not because of some outside deadline, but simply because God is talking to us now.
I’m reading a lot right now from Barbara Brown Taylor, so be prepared to hear her quoted - often.  As she explains this:

“...salvation is not something that happens only at the end of a person's life. Salvation happens every time someone with a key uses it to open a door he could lock instead.” 
                   (Barbara Brown Taylor, Leaving Church: A Memoir of Faith)
“Salvation happens every time someone with a key uses it to open a door he could lock instead.”  Have we heard the urgent call to follow -- to act -- to BE?  Right now?  Have we unlocked the door?
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