Sunday, February 15, 2015

What Do You Want?

(We cancelled worship this morning, so I didn't get to preach it.  Here is the manuscript, apparently a sermon to be read, rather than heard.)

Transfiguration Sunday
February 15, 2015
2 Kings 2:1-12; Mark 9:2-9

Aren’t wish lists fun to make?  Especially when you’re a kid, and you write down what you want for your birthday or make your list for Santa for Christmas.  A hot pink Barbie car, a pony, and the new G.I. Joe action figure.  Only the list is usually longer than just three items.  And then you become an adult, and your wish list includes things like new slippers, lawn service, and maybe if you really are wishing, a new ipad.  These are the things we ask for from our family members and friends.  What happens when we start asking things from God?  Good health, world peace, forgiveness, love, the list becomes much more abstract.  What happens, though, when instead of offering what we want, we are asked what we want?  Rather than saying, “Hey, babe, I’d like an hour by myself without the kids;” what changes when you’re asked what you want?  I think we put a little more thought into the answer, and may not even answer right away.  And what happens when it’s God who asks you what you want?  He doesn’t always ask, and he may not ask very often.  But this morning, I’d like us to think about what we’d answer.  In our Old Testament lesson this morning and elsewhere in the Bible, there are times when God asks, “What do you want?”  What would you say if, or when, God asks you that question?  What do you want?
            In each of the instances in the Bible when God asks someone, “What do you want?,” that individual has a ready answer.  When Solomon becomes King after his father, David, dies, God asks him what he wants, and Solomon asks for wisdom, in order to govern God’s people.[1]  When Jesus has a conversation with a blind man in Mark 9, and in the course of the conversation asks the blind man “What do you want?,” the blind man immediately replies, “Lord, I want to see.”[2]  The first part in answering this question is to know what you want, so that you are ready when you are asked.  Do you know what you want? 
One of my all-time favorite books is Jacob Have I Loved by Katherine Paterson.  It won the 1981 Newbery Medal for most distinguished American children’s book published the previous year.  The story takes place not far from here, on a fictional island in the Chesapeake Bay and is about two twin sisters.  Just like the Biblical twins, Esau and Jacob, the elder twin lives in the shadow of the younger twin.  One of the turning points in the novel comes after the younger twin has left the island and the older twin is left behind.  An old family friend tells the older twin, “Your sister knew what she wanted, so when the chance came, she could take it. …You, Sara Louise.  Don’t tell me no one ever gave you a chance.  You don’t need anything given to you.  You can make your own chances.  But first you have to know what you’re after, my dear.”[3]  It’s hard to answer the question or change your circumstances if you don’t know what you want.  It’s much easier to say what you don’t want or what you don’t like about your situation right now.  But phrasing it positively in terms of what you do want, that gives you a vision to live into and work towards. 
This kind of wanting isn’t just “I want a million dollars” or “I want to eat lots of chocolate and not gain weight.”  We’re talking something a little deeper here.  What do you want, with the core of your being, in your soul?  What do you want to accomplish?  What do you want to be remembered for?  What desire has God given you for you to strive for to help bring about his kingdom here on earth as it is in heaven?  And we’re still not talking something abstract, like end world hunger.  We’re talking something much more concrete, like feed those who are hungry in our community.  Or offer hospitality to those who are homeless or new to our community.  Or partner with a local elementary school to help meet the needs of their students.  There is something specific that God has called us here for, and that spot, that intersection between a need in the world and a passion he has given us, is where we are to work. 
            And this isn’t a case of utilitarianism, where the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.  No, each individual is precious in God’s eyes and beloved by him.  Making a difference in one person’s life is enough.  You’ve heard the story of the man throwing starfish back into the ocean?  He picked them up one by one off the beach to toss them back into the sea.  Someone asked him if it wasn’t hopeless, because there were so many starfish on the shore.  And he said, no, to each one he saves, it makes a difference to that one.  Each one counts and yet we are encouraged to dream big, given our Old Testament story this morning. 
Knowing Elijah is about to be taken up to heaven, Elisha sticks with him, even though Elijah tries to persuade him otherwise.  Elijah finally gives up, and you can almost hear the exasperation in Elijah’s voice, “What do you want from me before I’m taken away from you?!”  And Elisha has guts, he’s been hanging out with Elijah for a while now, he knows he’s Elijah’s chosen successor as prophet over Israel, he’s seen a lot of the miracles God has done through Elijah.  And Elisha says, “Let me have twice your power,” or “a double portion of your spirit.”  Wow!  Pretty gutsy!  After all, this is Elijah who caused a widow’s oil and flour not to run out while he stayed with her during a famine and who raised from the dead that widow’s son.  This is Elijah who singlehandedly defeated 450 prophets of Baal in a contest to light a fire.  This is Elijah who calls out King Ahab’s and Queen Jezebel’s wickedness in ruling God’s people.  And Elisha asks for twice his spirit.  The Bible then goes on to record far more miracles that Elisha works than are ever shared about his mentor, Elijah.  Elisha went big, and was given what he asked for.
I think God wants us to dream big.  To dream of things like ending world hunger, and go about it by beginning one person at a time here in our community.  To not just be able to pay our bills for this year, but to also have a little more to contribute more to Streets of Hope or to give to a natural disaster that occurs this year or even for something like a Vacation Bible School.  Dream big, let’s be ambitious and aim high.  At the same time, I am practical, so let’s make it at least somewhat reasonable.  When my husband and I were doing our wedding registry a few years ago, he wanted to put a 60” flat screen TV on our registry, just in case someone might want to buy it for us.  I vetoed it, because I knew there was no one who would buy it for us.  Dream big, but let’s not try to turn the moon purple.  Ask for something that is a possibility, even if it will involve a lot of hard work and some risk taking.  The elder twin from the book, Jacob Have I Loved, finally decided she wanted to become a doctor.  That was dreaming big, given her character’s situation and background in the novel.  But she set about to accomplish it.  She aimed high, and found a way to make her dream a reality. 
            Finally, one last word of advice in considering what you want: be careful what you wish for, because you might get it.  It’s like the advice Uncle Ben gives to Peter Parker when he knows he’s Spiderman: “with great power comes great responsibility.”[4]  Or, to use a quote from the Bible, “to whom much is given, much is demanded.”[5]  We are expected to use and be good stewards of what has been given to us.  One of the things God gives us is a call on our lives.  What is it that you want?  What dream has God given you?  Once you’ve identified it and you can articulate it, then you bear the burden to make it happen.  If we are called to expand our food ministry, then we need to get working on that.  If we are dreaming to restart our Vacation Bible School, then we have a lot of work to do to prepare and make it happen.  What’s the dream, what’s the vision you have for yourself and for this church?  I can tell you some of the smaller ones I have for this church.  I want us to be financially viable, to be able to pay all our bills and our apportionments and have funds left over to support other ministries.  I want us to be so full of the love of Christ that it spills out over in everything we do and in each of our words.  I want us to have an impact on our community, for the better.  I want us to figure out why this faith community is here, what we were put here to do, and I think when we do that, and when we work toward achieving that dream, then all the other things will fall into place.  Now, be careful what you wish for, because it’s going to mean more work for you and more work for me and it’s going to mean changes and it’s going to mean hard decisions and inevitably some conflict because that’s just part of life.  But if together we can answer the question, “what do you want?” and answer it on a large scale of what we want this church to look like and become, then we’re halfway there. 
Having a vision will bring this church together and when it’s a glimpse of the future that God has for us, you know and can trust God that he will enable and empower us to bring it about.  There’s a saying in Proverbs, “where there’s no vision, the people perish.”[6]  What do you want?  What’s your vision, for yourself?  And for this church?  Let’s spend this upcoming season of Lent in prayer and thoughtful reflection and meditation, and be intentional about figuring out what you want.  Spend some time on the mountaintop with Jesus, and then discern from there what he’s calling you to do, what deep desire he’s placed within you, and once you’ve identified it, then we can work towards making it a reality.  Because this isn’t something you do on your own; the Christian journey is a shared one, it’s one we do together, to help each other along the way.  How can we help you discern what you want?  How can we help you make it happen?  Dream big, and then be aware that there will be work involved in making it come true. 




[1] 2 Chronicles 1:7-10
[2] Mark 9:51
[3] Jacob Have I Loved by Katherine Paterson (Scholastic: New York), p. 217
[4] Spider-Man, 2002
[5] Luke 12:48
[6] Proverbs 29:18

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Better than the Little Blue Pill

5th Sunday after Epiphany
February 8, 2015
Isaiah 40:21-31; Mark 1:29-39

            A couple years ago the lectionary text was the one where Naaman, the commander, has leprosy and he goes to Elisha to be healed.  Well, the Sunday I preached on that, I had my first case of poison ivy.  Apparently there are times at which I will go to great lengths to identify with the Scripture lesson, and today is again one of those times.  I had planned this great, energizing sermon about how God will renew the strength for those who are weary, as Isaiah says, “those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.”  However, I’ve got to tell you, this morning, I am tired.  I have slept most of the past two days.  The day I had set aside for sermon writing: I slept.  I do not have energy, I am not among those who have been given fresh strength.  Instead, I am among those who are tired and weary and this is not going to be a long sermon. 
            You may be wondering about the title.  Well, it comes from a Super Bowl commercial.  I’ll confess, I’m one of those who watch the Super Bowl for the commercials.  When a company pays $4.5 million for a 30 second ad, you know it’s going to be their best stuff.  Some of the best commercials are aired for the first time during the Super Bowl.  Last Sunday, one of my favorite commercials was also deemed the best Super Bowl commercial for this year.[1]  It appealed across the board to men and women, young and old, just about everyone found it funny.  And it was unusual because car ads don’t usually do that well.  You may remember the ad that begins in the Italian villa with the man about to pop a little blue pill, but he misses his mouth and it flies out the window, where it bounces around on rooftops,  laundry, a church bell, and lamp post, skims a pond and some flowers, until it lands in the open gas tank of a car.[2]  The way the news media described it was that the car was then “energized.”  I think Fiat’s $9 million investment in this 60-second ad was money well spent.  It had me laughing out loud at the end of it! 
            And perhaps this wasn’t the best connection to make, but I connected it with our Isaiah reading this morning.  First, we have God who never gets tired or weary.  Then it’s acknowledged that even youth will become tired and weary and stumble.  But, then we have the last verse of our Isaiah passage, and it’s a great one – “But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength; they will fly up on wings like eagles; they will run and not be tired; they will walk and not be weary.” 
            I think we as a church have been tired and weary, or maybe even we still are tired and weary.  The good news is that if, in our fatigue, we are also hoping in the Lord, or other translations say waiting for the Lord or trusting in the Lord, if we are hoping and waiting and trusting in the Lord, then we shall regain our strength.  If we’re tired and weary to the point of exhaustion and giving up, then it’s over and we may as well go home.  But if we still have hope, if we still trust that God isn’t done with us yet, if we wait for the Lord, then we will become re-energized.  We will gain new strength.  We will be healed and empowered to serve.  That is, after all, what happened to Simon Peter’s mother-in-law in our Gospel story this morning.  After Jesus healed her, she served Jesus and the disciples out of gratitude for her healing.  She waited and trusted and hoped, and she was given new strength.  Just like the Fiat.  Only God is better than any old little blue pill.  If we are waiting and trusting and hoping in the Lord, then he will not let us down.  He will renew our strength and we will fly up on wings like eagles, we will run and not be tired, we will walk and not be weary, we will talk and not grow hoarse.  Thanks be to God!

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

When Google Is Not Your Friend

4th Sunday after the Epiphany
February 1, 2015
Deuteronomy 18:15-20; Psalm 111; 1 Corinthians 8:1-13; Mark 1:21-28

            My best friend from college is a medical doctor.  One of the banes of her existence is WebMD.  The internet can be a great thing and provide another way to communicate and connect with others, especially people who are far away and give us video calls.  On the other hand, you can’t believe everything you read on the internet.  For example, when you’re sick and you go to a site like WebMD and type in your symptoms to diagnose yourself, you may end up like the guy who went to the doctor with a self-diagnosed ovarian cyst.  [pause] I’ll give you a second for that to sink in.  [pause]  Or, like the man who walked into my friend’s clinic and claimed his legs were paralyzed.  [pause] This is the kind of thing that happens when we have a little knowledge but not enough to actually make an accurate assessment of what’s going on.  A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing.  Unless you have the full story with all the details, which websites like WebMD aren’t designed to ask for, it becomes that much harder to figure out what’s going.  The more knowledge you have, the more effective you can be.   On the other hand, in his first letter to the Corinthians, Paul writes: “We know that we all have knowledge.  Knowledge makes people arrogant, but love builds people up.”[1] 
            Let’s take that first part: “Knowledge makes people arrogant.”  Agree?  Or if it’s rephrased: knowledge can make people arrogant?  Better?  Other translations say that “knowledge puffs up.”  Knowledge is a good thing and education in and of itself certainly has value, yet it can also fill us with pride, puff us up, and make us think we’re better than others, which is another way of saying, it can make us arrogant.  Now, we all have knowledge.  No matter how much schooling you have or how old you are, everyone has knowledge of something.  When I studied Teaching English as a Second Language, this knowledge was emphasized, that just because a child doesn’t know English or doesn’t know things about American culture or objects that are common here but not in their native country, doesn’t mean that that child knows nothing at all.[2]  Instead, each student has knowledge from their family and cultural backgrounds and one of the best practices for teaching is to draw on those “funds of knowledge.”  It’s just like Paul says, “we all have knowledge.”  And yet he also cautions, “If anyone thinks they know something, they don’t yet know as much as they should know.”[3]  There is always more to learn.  And we don’t know as much as we think we know, which is how we get to misunderstandings and wrong diagnoses, or even a false prophet who presumes to speak for God. 
            The false prophet dilemma is what comes up in our Old Testament reading this morning.  Moses tells the people that God will send a prophet like Moses to the people and God promises he will tell the prophet what to say.  However, God also warns against any prophet who arrogantly speaks a word in God’s name that God didn’t command him to speak.[4]  Again, we find that word “arrogance.”  This is a false prophet who assumes he knows what God’s message is, but that word isn’t actually from God.  It raises the question: how do we know when a prophet is speaking in God’s name? How do we distinguish true from false prophesy? The verse that follows our passage this morning explains, “If a prophet speaks in the name of the Lord and what he says does not come true, then it is not the Lord's message. That prophet has spoken on his own authority, and you are not to fear him.”[5]  Knowledge puffs up and can corrupt. 
The antidote to arrogance is love.  Love builds people up.  There is nothing wrong with knowledge.  We all have knowledge.  But it must be tempered with love and humility.  I knew a couple in Chapel Hill, home of the University of North Carolina, who both had doctorate degrees in chemistry and taught at UNC; yet, socially, they went by Mr. and Mrs. and did not insist on being called Dr.  Knowledge with humility is a very different thing, because it does not boast, it is not arrogant… I feel like I’m starting to quote 1 Corinthians 13, which you may remember, is all about love.  Knowledge with love and humility recognizes that there is a lot that is still unknown.  We don’t know as much as we think we do.  And we need to be careful with what we do know, to use it to build each other up and not tear each other down. 
The example given in our Epistle lesson this morning is about eating food that was offered to idols, or false gods.  Paul explains that we know that these are false gods and that there is only one God.  However, there were some Christians in Corinth who were really bothered by the idea of other Christians eating food that had been offered to these gods.  Therefore, what Paul said, is that it wasn’t worth it.  Yeah, he knew it wasn’t a big deal to eat this food; but, and this is a really big but, it was causing major disagreements and divisions in the church.  And because eating this food was causing so much harm, and certainly not building up the body of Christ, then Paul’s advice was to not eat.  As the senior pastor I worked with in North Carolina would say, “it ain’t a hill worth dying on.”  This phrase is a military one, from the situation of fighting up a hill, with the enemy above you, and knowing that the battle can cost much time and many lives. A military commander must judge whether taking that hill is worth the high cost.  Paul is saying that eating food that was sacrificed to idols is not worth the high cost.  If the cost of your actions is that you cause division in the churches or others to sin, then Paul says the cost too high.  A lot of things are ok, just be careful that they don’t cause others to stumble.  It’s not worth it.  Paul concludes that, “You sin against Christ if you sin against other Christians in this way. If food makes a believer sin, I will never eat meat again, so as not to make a believer fall into sin.”[6]  Your actions should not make a fellow believer fall into sin.  Regardless of what you know, your words and your actions should be full of love and grace and charity. 
How do we gain this wisdom to know how to act and what to say?  Our psalm this morning says that The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.”[7]  Now, there’s a whole sermon just in that verse, but let’s apply it to what we’ve been talking about.  First, “the fear of the Lord” implies a relationship with God.  This isn’t just what we know, but who we know.  Do we know God?  The evil spirit in our Gospel reading this morning certainly knew Jesus.  He knew who Jesus was better than anyone else who was in the synagogue that morning!  The unclean spirit names him as “the holy one from God”[8] and knows that Jesus has authority over him.  What kind of relationship do we have with Jesus?  Do we obey him, also, even when we don’t want to?  Even the evil spirit did that much.  Do we recognize that he is the holy one from God?  Now, this relationship is a two-way street.  Paul writes that, “If someone loves God, then they are known by God.”[9]  We know God and God knows us.  Our relationship with God is the beginning of wisdom.  Talking with God, reading what God has said, listening to God, obeying God, these things should guide all our actions and our words. 
I don’t think knowledge is a neutral thing and it’s what you do with it.  I think knowledge is a good thing, we just need to be careful how we use it and how we react to it.  Don’t use it to cause division or to cause others to stumble.  Use it instead to build up the body of Christ, to encourage your brother and sister, to show God’s love and mercy to everyone you meet.  In particular, what we do with the knowledge of God’s purposes, and how we respond once we come to know Jesus, makes all the difference.




[1] 1 Corinthians 8:1, CEB
[3] 1 Corinthians 8:2
[4] Deuteronomy 18:20, CEB
[5] Deuteronomy 18:22
[6] 1 Corinthians 8:12-13
[7] Psalm 111:10
[8] Mark 1:24
[9] 1 Corinthians 8:3

Monday, February 2, 2015

A Church Home

My mom is thinking of leaving St. Francis, and it makes me sad.  As  pastor I counsel folks that the most important thing is that they're worshiping somewhere, it doesn't have to be the church I serve or my preferred place to worship.  What matters most is that somewhere you are connecting with the body of Christ.

But this is St. Francis.  This is the church I chose to join at age 19 when I first picked a church on my own and became United Methodist, leaving the Episcopal tradition in which I was raised. This is St. Francis, where my mom and stepdad were married, where my husband and I were married, where my son was baptized.  This is St. Francis, who very generously supported me serving in Nicaragua.  This is St. Francis, where I've taught Sunday school and gone on mission trips and spent many nights as the overnight hostess with WIHN (Wake Interfaith Hospitality Network). This is St. Francis, who affirmed my, and many others', call to ordained ministry.

This is St. Francis, who in moving forward, is leaving my mom behind.  They set up a new communications platform, which requires my mom to make a significant-to-her change in lifestyle that she's not sure she wants to make.  This is St. Francis, where my mom was once very active in missions and once very connected to her Sunday school class, who now feels that the real lasting friends she has made is with the ladies she prays with in Prayer Works.  My mom has spent countless hours downstairs in the chapel praying for this church. 

This is St. Francis, who she says is doing everything right and doing everything right to reach their target demographic.  But their target demographic is not her.

She is a baby boomer, mostly empty nester, who no longer lives in the same town as the church.  Her husband is deployed with FEMA ten months out of the year, but his absence has not been greatly noticed by the church.  She does not have a young family, never has at this church.  She does not share many of the same values as this town, or at least the ones for which the town is known.  She has been a faithful member for 18 years, but no longer feels connected to this church.  She says the pastors are great and the church is growing, but she feels like she is losing her place there.  It's not that it's headed a different direction or a wrong direction, but she's feeling excluded.  Not unwelcome, but unnoticed.  Again, the church is doing everything right to reach out to its community.  But my mom is no longer part of the community.