Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Ash Wednesday

Scripture: 2 Corinthians 5:20–6:10 (J.B. Phillips)

We are now Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were appealing direct to you through us. As his personal representatives we say, “Make your peace with God.” For God caused Christ, who himself knew nothing of sin, actually to be sin for our sakes, so that in Christ we might be made good with the goodness of God.
As co-operators with God himself we beg, you then, not to fail to use the grace of God. For God’s word is—‘In an acceptable time I have heard you, and in the day of salvation I have helped you’. Now is the “acceptable time”, and this very day is the “day of salvation”.
As far as we are concerned we do not wish to stand in anyone’s way, nor do we wish to bring discredit on the ministry God has given us. Indeed we want to prove ourselves genuine ministers of God whatever we have to go through—patient endurance of troubles or even disasters, being flogged or imprisoned; being mobbed, having to work like slaves, having to go without food or sleep. All this we want to meet with sincerity, with insight and patience; by sheer kindness and the Holy Spirit; with genuine love, speaking the plain truth, and living by the power of God. Our sole defence, our only weapon, is a life of integrity, whether we meet honour or dishonour, praise or blame. Called “impostors” we must be true, called “nobodies” we must be in the public eye. Never far from death, yet here we are alive, always “going through it” yet never “going under”. We know sorrow, yet our joy is inextinguishable. We have “nothing to bless ourselves with” yet we bless many others with true riches. We are penniless, and yet in reality we have everything worth having.



Sermon: Practicing Works of Love: Ministering as ‘Co-Operators’ With God

What is God like?

When I ask students this question they often respond with words like “great” or “really big.” Sometimes they might say “loving” or “forgiving” or “compassionate.” But never has one said “suffering” or “obedient.” But that’s how Jesus, the Son of God, is portrayed, isn’t it?

The “Christ-hymn” in Philippians says, Jesus humbled himself by becoming obedient to death—even death on a cross! He prayed, “Not my will, but thy will be done” and then walked the lonely road to the cross. Jesus himself essentially said: “Hey, I’m here on earth to do my Father’s will—to obey my heavenly Father is my ultimate purpose.” In John’s gospel Jesus says, “When you have lifted up the Son of Man, then you will know that I am he and that I do nothing on my own but speak just what the Father has taught me.” Jesus suffered. Jesus obeyed. Jesus, as our reading says, is the one who—even though he knew no sin—nevertheless became sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif

What is God like? My favorite description is in Psalm 103, “The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in lovingkindness.” God is compassionate; and, “In Jesus, God’s compassion is revealed as suffering with us in obedience” ( by Nouwen and others).

Doesn’t that boggle the mind?

The Christian life is a life of following Jesus, a life of discipleship, a life of obedience. Thirty years ago, three Catholic priests, in the book Compassion, begin their discussion of discipleship by wondering…

How can we creatively respond to Jesus’ call to be compassionate as your loving God is compassionate? How can we make God’s compassion the basis and source of our lives? Where can God’s compassionate presence become visible in our everyday lives? (Compassion: A Reflection on the Christian Life)


In other words, what can we do, day-by-day, to follow the example of Christ? How can we be witnesses to God’s compassion and signs of hope in the midst of a broken and hurting world?

When we think of Ash Wednesday and Lent, so often our thoughts immediately turn to things like fasting and prayer, self-examination and penitence—maybe even to reading the Bible more often, even every day. We think of Lent and we may ask ourselves, “What am I going to give up for Lent?” This year, I want us to think of Lent and ask, “What am I going to GIVE? What works of love am I going to throw myself into?

Paul tells the church in Corinth an amazing thing: We are Christ’s ambassadors, we are Co-Operators with God. Paul talks about all the stuff he’s endured as a witness to God’s grace in Jesus Christ—not to brag, not to whine, not to blame God… but to remind us that following Jesus means suffering with Jesus. (We’ll talk more about this Sunday.)

What are you going to give?

What “works of love” are you called to do?

There are simple things, special things—and maybe even some big things—which God is calling you to do. They are works of love uniquely yours because you have unique gifts and passions. These works of love can be part of your answer to the question, “What am I going to give?” You are a co-operator with God. We are Christ’s hands and feet on this earth. How can there NOT be some works of love for you to do? For each of us?

So, instead of ashes on your forehead this year, I want you to take the sign of the cross with you throughout Lent…

“Works of Love” cards (3x5)
Instructions (ad lib): First, make a cross dividing the card into four parts; second, write each of the letters L-O-V-E, one each in each quadrant, Third, think of a “work of love” related to each, as follows:
1. L = Love. Write down something you can do—at least once, maybe more often—for someone you love.
2. O = Others. Write down something you can do for another person (or many others): at home, at school, at work.
3. V = Via Dolorosa. The Via Dolorosa (Latin,"Way of Grief" or "Way of Suffering") is the path that Jesus walked, carrying his cross, on the way to his crucifixion. Write down something you can do for—or, better yet, with—someone who is suffering. This may be someone poor, unemployed, or sick; someone in prison or a shut-in who feels like a prisoner in her own home; someone lonely, depressed, sad, or without a friend.
4. E = Every Day. This one’s for you. Write down something you can do almost every day that uniquely expresses God’s Love for you or helps you remember who you are in God. Splashing cold water on your face three times every morning in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Reading the Bible. Going for a walk. Giving up being a workaholic. Whatever. Each day, give yourself a good gift from yourself (but from God, really) that says, “I am God’s dearly loved child. I belong to God.”


Frederick Buechner wrote,
In many cultures there is an ancient custom of giving a tenth of each year’s income to some holy use. For Christians, to observe the forty days of lent is to do the same thing with roughly a tenth of each year’s days. After being baptized by John in the river Jordan, Jesus went off alone into the wilderness where he spent forty days asking himself the question what it meant to be Jesus. During Lent, Christians are supposed to ask one way or another what it means to be themselves" (Frederick Buechner in Whistling in the Dark)
.


Let’s pray for each other as we each make a commitment to “Four Works of Love.” May the knowledge that we are not alone on this journey give us courage and strength. And may journey itself lead you into a truer understanding of what it means to be you. And into a deeper knowledge and love and imitation of Jesus.

Benediction
The God of peace himself sanctify you entirely;
and may your spirit and soul and body be kept sound and blameless
at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.
The one who calls you is faithful, and he will do this. Amen.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Wonder and Awe: Transfiguration Sunday

Sermon for Sunday, February 19
First Presbyterian Church ● Lake Crystal, Minnesota
Rev. Randal K. Lubbers, Pastor & Teacher

Inspired by "The Gift of Wonder" by Lewis Smedes in How Can It Be All Right When Everything Is All Wrong?

Images of wonder and awe…
How the color of the lake reflects the sky—reflects the mood of the day, sometimes. How a story takes us into the heart and soul of the “other”—a wonder-full (full of wonder) person. The stories are not always wonderful—but entering them is always wonder-FULL.

Awe-inspiring images…
The birth of a lamb;
The birth of a baby;
The peaceful, gentle end of a life:
Death… so horrible… and yet…
it’s all right even when everything is all wrong...

A hug from a child;
Tulips;
Corn and soybeans, strawberries and sweet peas, watermelon;
The human heart… my grandmother, almost 100… her heart has beat over 4.2 Billion times. And the human heart (in another way)—capable of the most gruesome evils—and yet, capable of passionate, fiercely loyal, red-hot love.
Truly we are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Think of the wonder of the human mind—poetry, novels, quantum physics, geometry, submarines, spaghetti, basketball, baseball, contact lenses, heart transplants

Sometimes I can only say "wow."
I am filled with wonder…
And yet… not always.

I wonder…
I wonder what today might bring. I wonder about next year.
But inside—a frightened child, a weary old man—
Wonder is not my desire.
My need is the need to know.
Don’t surprise me anymore, God;
I can’t take many more of your surprises—
They hurt too much—
Cancers, strokes, frayed relationships, alienation,
A teenage boy with a gun in a school,
The sound of tears,
The sagging eyes of the young woman, depressed,
Those feelings of being plunged into the depths—
In a deep well, like Joseph;
In the depths of the sea like Jonah;
But with no rescue in sight.


After the Exodus God's people grumbled and complained:
Moses, it would have been better
if you’d just left us in slavery…
We don’t like your surprises…”
No more whirlwinds, no more;
No more mountains, no more.
No more visions or battles or glowing, radiant faces.
Can’t we just live our lives?
Can’t things be quiet and peaceful and predictable once more?


I wonder…
I wish…
I hope…
Yes, I still long for mystery, for surprises—
But good surprises.
Nice, comfortable, happy mysteries.

Christ upon the mountain peak, stands alone in glory blazing…. (Brian Wren)
No more surprises, Jesus, no more. Let’s just build three little houses right here. This surprise, this is so cool. But, no more—let’s stay on the mountaintop forever and always.
Shhh, Peter. Be still. Keep your eyes on Jesus.
Christ upon the mountain peak
stands alone in glory blazing.
Let us, if we dare to speak,
with the saints and angels praise him -
Alleluia!

Trembling at his feet we saw
Moses and Elijah speaking.
All the Prophets and the Law
shout through them their joyful greeting -
Alleluia!

Swift the cloud of glory came,
God, proclaiming in its thunder
Jesus as his Son by name!
Nations, cry aloud in wonder! -
Alleluia!

This is God's beloved Son.
Law and Prophets fade before him,
first and last and only One.
Let creation now adore him -
Alleluia! (Brian Wren)


And then… All-of-a-sudden when they looked around,
they saw no one with them any more, except Jesus—Jesus alone.


Jesus, wonder of Mary and Joseph.
Jesus, before whom the shepherds marveled.
Jesus—when he was just 12
he astonished the priests and teachers in the Temple.
Jesus -- healing the sick, teaching --
Jesus -- his very presence awakened the awe and wonder of the people:
“Now when Jesus had finished saying these things,
the crowds were astounded at his teaching;
“The whole crowd was spellbound…;
“And all who heard him were amazed.
“They were overcome with amazement….”

And the disciples were amazed
In shock, really
Confused
When Jesus said,
“Now the Son of Man must suffer many things, and die…”

What’s this about suffering?
What’s this about dying?
I thought everything was going to be alright—
This sounds all wrong.


Shhh, Peter, keep still. Fix your eyes on Jesus. Only Jesus.

----

My life is filled with wonder-killers.
For one, TV is predictable and numbing—I watch it anyway.
Technology, for another, can kill our sense of wonder.
I was in AWE when we first walked on the moon
Now I can hold the moon in my hand
I want one—I really want iPhone
It’s a phone, it’s an encyclopedia,
it’s a calendar and day planner
I want one to keep my life under control
—but I don’t want it to control my life


There are other wonder-killers, too…
Endless discussions, arguments…
Churches offering easy black-and-white answers…
Theologians reading and talking and writing
But growing no wiser.

Jesus, open my heart to the surprising good news—
To the mind-blowing mystery:
“What wondrous love is this? O my soul, O my soul?”


Wonder opens me to others—
To each person in the church
To each person along life’s way
Each one is a mystery, a child of God, a unique human being created in the image of our welcoming, mysterious, creative, wonder-FULL God. Wonder kills stereotypes.
Wonder opens me to God.
To the wonder….
Inside my friends, inside my kids,
inside my mom and dad, inside you.

O Lord, save me from the wonder-killing impulses inside.
Open me up to all creation… and to others.
Open me to the wonder and mystery inside me.
Open me to the depths.

Lewis Smedes says
I cannot be a shallow person—regardless of how I might feel.
I can close myself to the depths of Surprise within me.
But the depths of Surprise are still there:
If anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation.
Christ in me. And me IN CHRIST.

How Wonder-FULL! How Awesome!

Blessed are those whose hearts are pure, whose hearts are full of wonder and awe… those, who, fall on their knees… (in their hearts, at least, if not literally bending the knee)… Blessed are those who enter the depths of God’s Surprise within… for they shall see God… "and they alone can see themselves" (Smedes).

O God, help me to be open to the wonder of your soul-inspiring, heart-rending, awesome and awful creation… keep me open to surprises, open to grace… open to your presence in the most unlikely places… Even open to the empty and hurting places in my heart where love once lived… but now a hole… Keep me open, O God, to the loneliness, the heartaches, the fears and longings, the hopes and dreams of others… to the mystery within all your children. AMEN.