Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Sin, Rebellion, and Sloth

When we lived outside Marietta, Ohio, I decided to develop most of our land into an orchard. Over the course of three years, I planted about 85 trees – about 50 apple trees, a dozen peaches and nectarines, a couple dozen blueberry bushes, some pie cherries and some sweet cherries, several pear trees, and even some persimmons, with about 50 seedless grape vines and some raspberry bushes, hazelnuts, and elderberries to top things off. But by far the prettiest trees were the apricot trees.

Audio Sermon

While apples have their white blossoms with a touch of pink, and the peaches have those intense pink blooms, apricot trees have the most beautiful blooms, with five large white cupped petals surrounding a center of red with yellow stamens standing up in the middle. But those blossoms arrive generally in early March, and that means that the blossoms or the fruit is generally destroyed in a frost before spring finally arrives for good.

We planted those apricot trees and watched their blossoms the next three years. And I’d more or less decided that we’d just have to consider the apricots to be ornamental trees, trees that would never have any fruit – nice to look at for a while, but just taking up space, never bearing any fruit. And so, I was wondering whether or not to cut them down and replace them with something that would actually bear fruit. 

Isaiah 55:1-9; 1 Corinthians 10:1-13; Luke 13:1-9  Audio Gospel

Jesus talked about bearing fruit.

And He told this parable: “A man had a fig tree that was planted in his vineyard. He came looking for fruit on it and found none. He told the vineyard worker, ‘Listen, for three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it even waste the soil?’

“But he replied to him, ‘Sir, leave it this year also, until I dig around it and fertilize it. 9 Perhaps it will bear fruit next year, but if not, you can cut it down.’”


Now let’s put this in context. At my orchard in Lowell, I was not counting on my fruit to supply me with a living – or even my own food. I’d planted the trees mainly because I realized our children were going through a 10-lb bag of apples every three days. Besides, it was fun, interesting, light exercise – and a good hobby. So nothing much mattered with my decision whether or not to cut down the ornamental apricots, or just leave them there for their March blossoms.

But in Jesus’ day, everybody was stretched thin. Production of fruit was so difficult, farms operated so close to the edge, that the land and water and fertilizer used by this particular fig tree could mean the difference between a profitable farm and a farm that operated at a loss – even the difference between a worker living well or starving. So the owner asks his worker to cut down the fig tree that isn’t productive.

And the worker, who loves the tree, begs the owner to wait another year, giving the worker a chance to loosen up the soil and fertilize the tree. If it doesn’t bear fruit next year, the worker says, the owner can cut it down.

Naturally, we are to read the parable in this way – the owner is God, the worker is Jesus. And the fig tree? The fig tree is the church – or possibly individuals? Clearly, Jesus is saying in the context of the time that if the people of Israel don’t soon bear fruit for God’s purposes, then God will cut down Israel and plant a new tree. And possibly, if we read this through today’s eyes, any church that does not bear fruit will be cut down. Isn't it clear that "fruit" equals new souls won for God? The people of Israel of the day, particularly the Pharisees, we keeping people from God by raising the barriers, and Jesus let them have it! 

So....are you an ornamental apricot, never bearing fruit? Are you a fig tree, ready to be cut down? How many people have you personally led to Christ, especially adults? How about in the last five years?

It is interesting to me that Jesus told this parable in response to a question about sin. Jesus had just been talking about the up and coming end times, when some people came to tell him about an episode that had just happened between some people from Galilee and the Roman governor Pontius Pilate:

At that time, some people came and reported to Him about the Galileans whose blood Pilate had mixed with their sacrifices. And He responded to them, “Do you think that these Galileans were more sinful than all Galileans because they suffered these things? No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish as well! Or those 18 that the tower in Siloam fell on and killed—do you think they were more sinful than all the people who live in Jerusalem? No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish as well!”

The people had heard of a disaster. The Roman governor Pontius Pilate had killed some Galileans and then mixed their blood in with their sacrifices. There was in implied question – were these men more evil than the average person, and was this why they were killed and their bodies treated in a particularly savage way?

“No,” Jesus says. “They weren’t more sinful than the average person” But then Jesus points the finger to his crowd and says, “Unless you repent, you will all perish as well.” He brings up a tower that fell in the Siloam district of Jerusalem and killed 18 people – they also weren’t any more sinful than the average person – “but unless you repent, you will all perish as well!

Jesus was combating a common view of the world and of God from that day. Many people thought that sinful people died young because God wanted to get rid of them. We might not see their sins, but the fact they died accidentally was supposed proof that they were sinful and God wanted to get rid of them. Jesus disagreed. Jesus held that everybody sins – and thus everybody “perishes” - unless they repent first.

You know, “to perish” is a more complete end than “to die”. Jesus is implying that all people will “perish”, will come to an end. Except those who repent, who rethink their relationship with God. And being sinful not only includes the bad things we do, but the good things we don't do! Add in Jesus’ parable of the fruitless fig tree and we see that Jesus was very concerned with the fruit we bear, considering those who bear no fruit to be sinful, not following the commands of God, just as a fruitless fig tree is not living as it should. Are you a fig tree that never bears fruit? Are you an ornamental apricot – pretty to look at but never fulfilling your purpose – which is to bear fruit? Are you sinning because you never lead people to Christ?

Sin and salvation have an interesting and complex interrelationship, don’t they? The world around us thinks that we Christians believe that we are saved by being very good people. The world also thinks that Christians are hypocrites, preaching a need for excellent behavior and then not practicing what we preach. And there are some congregations where the bulk of the people believe that Christianity is all about acting in a certain way – or not acting in a different way.

But that is not what Jesus preached. In fact, that idea that following the moral law is the way to get right with God is the central idea of the Pharisees, a group of Jews who became the ancestors of many of the Jews of today. And when we read the Gospels, we see Jesus reserving some of His harshest words for the Pharisees and their insistence upon following the moral laws, their insistence upon finding and pointing out the sins of others.

You have all heard of Martin Luther King, Jr, the famous civil rights activist? He was named after his father, Martin Luther King, Sr. And Martin Luther King was named after a famous German theologian from the early 1500’s, Martin Luther.

The German Martin Luther studied the Bible intently, the words of Jesus, and the words of Paul. He came to the conclusion that the word we translate as “sin” actually had two meanings, and most people confused the two meanings.

To get into this, let me ask you – what is the worst crime in any country around the world? Here’s a clue – it is the only crime that is punishable by death, regardless of the country. It is not murder, it is not child murder – it is rebellion. If a person decides to become a rebel to their government, to their king, that person risks being shot without trial in any country.

Martin Luther wrote of the situation of being in rebellion to God, our heavenly King. Being in rebellion to God is the worst crime, for this means you will not obey any other rules that God the King has. In fact, you’d like to set yourself or another up as your king, your god. You might want to be your own king, your own god. And therefore, it is critical that the rightful King, the Living God, establish a rule that rebellion is punishable by death.

Luther called the condition of being in rebellion to God the “state of sin.” It doesn’t matter if you obey the speed limit if the only reason you obeyed the speed limit today is because you are in rebellion is because you were trying to sneak around and not get caught while you prepared your even worse deeds of rebellion. It doesn't matter if the rebel has never committed murder because eventually, the rebel will commit murder, steal, and do anything and everything wrong, because the King's laws mean nothing to a rebel.

Furthermore, Luther argued that every person is born into the rebellion. If you think a baby is an innocent creature, you’ve never had a child. For a baby is the most selfish creature imaginable – if you don’t do exactly what the baby wants – and NOW, it will cry. Loudly and constantly until you give in or the baby wears itself out. A baby does not care for anyone else, for anyone else’s comfort, for anyone’s sanity! If you try to ignore it, it will scream at you. We must train it to not be selfish. We must teach the child to “share”.

Luther said we are all born selfish and in rebellion to God. And because of this, we break God’s moral laws – we commit “acts of sin”, which is the other usage of the word sin. We steal a pencil, we yell at our brother, we do all those things we know we are not to do. Sometimes it is because we don’t know any better, we didn’t know that God didn’t want us to tattoo our bodies (see Leviticus 19) – other times it is because we knew better but didn’t care about what God or anyone else thought, like when we said those mean words to our family last week. (By the way, if you didn’t know and got a tattoo, apologize to God and go on. God will understand and forgive, just as God forgives all sins when we repent!)

Eventually, God, who loves us very much, sends people to us who gradually lead us to change our mind about God, to repent. For some people, this happens at a very young age, even at a week old when we are baptized and our parents make vows that they believe in the teachings of Christ and promise to raise us in the church. For others, this happens as a teen or even a full adult – or even as an older adult. 

And so we declare one day that we accept that Christ is the Son of God, worthy of being followed, and we decide to follow the teachings of Christ, eventually following Christ Himself. We are no longer in rebellion to God – God and us are now "cool", we have been justified by our belief and loyalty – and God declares us not guilty of rebellion, we are no longer in the state of sin, but are in a state of grace. We have been saved from God’s wrath and anger. We are now God’s adopted child.

And then we should be baptized. For we have been saved from God’s anger, but we have not yet been saved from our own foolishness. And this is the reason we are baptized – we must take our first step on the road to personal holiness.

There are a lot of disagreements over the meaning, timing, and style of baptisms. The Baptist community maintains that baptism is simply an announcement that you’ve already become a Christian – yet they have the most stringent rules regarding when, who, and how.

The older churches, those who trace their ancestry back to the earliest Christians, agree upon a few points. All Christians are to be baptized. There is no minimum age for baptism. And it does not matter whether you are sprinkled, have water poured over you in a pitcher, or whether you are dunked in the river. For we Methodists – and many other groups – believe that God does the work of baptism, it is not something you do, or I do, but it is something God does, God never makes mistakes, and so to be baptized a second time is arrogantly telling God that God made a mistake the first time.

And the important work of baptism is this: When the water is applied, God flips a switch in your heart – or changes your heart in a special way. Before, you might do good for selfish reasons – to avoid Hell, to improve your reputation, to raise your status. But afterwards, you want to do good just to do good. Just after the water is applied, the pastor lays on hands and prays for the Holy Spirit to come upon the one being baptized. And now, it is like handing someone a cell phone with God’s direct line programmed in. Now, the new Christian can just listen carefully and be guided to do good by God. They have been baptized by water and the Spirit.

Our life after baptism is a life filled with second chances. As my wife has said, every day is an opportunity for us to start again with God, starting with a blank slate, another chance to do things right in our life. Each day, we can start over and do better. Even on those days that we stumble, God is there, looking over our shoulder like the best parent, the most wonderful coach, the greatest teacher – "Pick yourself up – here, take My hand – let’s try it again – I know you can do it if you’ll just listen to My advice!" And each day, we get stronger, better, more holy as we follow Christ’s example on the Way of Holiness.

And now it is a matter of avoiding the sloth of spiritual laziness, for now it is a matter of listening to the Holy Spirit, reading the Holy Word of God, and exercising those new spiritual connections with God so that day by day, month by month, year by year we learn how to walk like Christ, talk like Christ, and follow Christ down the path of holiness toward sanctification – what some call “saintliness”. It is what gives us a full, abundant life. It is what makes us more than a declared Christian and turns us into a full disciple of Christ. It is what ultimately leads us to be the person whom younger people point to when they say, “I want to be like him” or “I want to be like her”. You’ve known these people – many have passed on. It is only the act of sin called spiritual sloth, spiritual laziness that keeps you from becoming like those great saints that led you to God -  that and your attachment to the things of the world rather than the things of God.

Consider the years that you’ve sat in the pew, listening to different pastors and speakers. Isn’t sitting a mark of laziness in the ordinary world? Perhaps it is time for you to look around you, looking for someone for you to lead to Christ, someone to hold out your hand to, someone who can benefit from what you’ve learned about life over the years! 

Jesus showed us the way to change the world – now, like children with messy rooms, it is time for us to clean up the areas around us, picking up the discarded, dirty clothing of anger, putting away the piled papers of past problems, making a neat life for ourselves and others by tossing away the clutter of unimportant idols, vain pursuits, and useless desires. We shall allow what we know of Christ to change ourselves and we shall encourage others to see the Holy Spirit that is within us to lift them out of dark despair, and our room, our community, our world, will become just a bit better!

I decided to leave my apricot trees to grow for another year. And it was that spring that the frost held off, the trees put out their blossoms yet again, and the blossoms grew into ripe apricots. Folks, you have never tasted anything as wonderful as a fresh apricot just off the tree in June, for the apricots we find in the stores were picked early so they would keep for several weeks, and thus they don’t have the sugar or the juice that a fresh apricot from the tree has. They are picked two weeks before they are ripe, so they never got the sugar, and each day after they are picked, the sugar declines and the apricot dries out. But if you leave it on the tree it gains sugar and juice for two more weeks, and mmm!...pure nectar. 

And so, it is the same with our Christian life – there is nothing like the joy that comes from personally being part of leading a friend, a neighbor, or a family member to the Lord and hearing them declare that they believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God – and watching them be baptized and receive the Holy Spirit.

And for those who were baptized at a young age – it doesn’t matter what word is used, as long as water was applied and the vows are made – some call it christening, some call it dedication – at a point in their teen or adult years, a person should make their own public profession of faith, a formal beginning for themselves with Christ, what we call confirmation, and begin the journey down the path of holiness for themselves.

 And so, we will have a confirmation service here in a few weeks. Four young people are meeting every week to understand the faith more and more. And soon, they will take upon themselves that faith that was held in waiting for them by their parents and grandparents, and they will become full members of this church.

Perhaps you have never officially joined the church. Perhaps you have never been baptized. Let me know – and we’ll help you officially join, that you may be able to proudly proclaim to the world that you are a follower of Jesus Christ, that Christ has done much for you, and then ask your listener – would you like to hear more about what Jesus has done?
And so, consider one more time...are you a fruitless fig tree? Are you an ornamental apricot? Or are you ready to bear fruit for your Maker's glory?

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Christian Hospitality

When I was in high school, the St Marys basketball team played in the regional playoffs, which was held at Glenville State College with a wintry mix moving in. So my dad drove and I rode over in his top-of-the-line F150 pickup, complete with every bell and whistle, including a spotlight. We drove south on Rt 16 to Grantsville, then followed Rt 5 to Glenville. Those roads were just as crooked in the day as they are today. The trip took a couple of hours. 

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We lost, and the St Mary’s contingent began the long trip back. But just outside of Glenville, we spotted a couple of friends pulled off the road. The guy’s electrical system was failing – he had no headlights on a cold, rainy/snowy March night. So we came up with a plan. Another friend drove slowly ahead of him, and we followed, manually directing the spotlight ahead of him as we turned right…then left…then right…then left for hours until we got him back to St. Marys, while another couple hundred fans followed us slowly up the road. It was how the community helped each other out, especially in my Dad’s generation. It was Christian hospitality. I wish I could say that I’ve always experienced such hospitality… 

Abraham gives us an example of excellent hospitality in our Genesis reading today. Did you notice these points when he saw three men standing near his tent? “When he saw them, he RAN …to meet them and bowed to the ground.” He didn’t wait for them to approach him, for that would have implied he was superior to them. Instead, he RAN to them and greeted them with great respect – in his case, by bowing. We might say, “Welcome, we’re so glad you could come!”

And then he brought them water, had them rest in the shade under the tree, had Sarah make some bread, and himself found a “tender, young calf” – choice veal – which he had one of his servants prepare. Then he took the men curds – or butter – and milk, the calf, and then he “served” them – more literally, he “stood by” while they ate.

Abraham was quick to welcome his guests. He worked very hard to make his guests comfortable and welcome. He gave them the best he had – if we dropped by Abraham’s house today, he would invite us in, not for sandwiches, but for rib-eyes. He didn’t just give the water, but milk, not just milk and veal, but butter also – at a time when butter had to be churned. And now, for the kicker – when Abraham asked Sarah to take three measures of flour, he was asking her to take over 20 quarts of flour to make this bread – enough not only for today, but to take with them!

And these three men turned out to be the LORD and two angels.

But unless we get the idea that Christian hospitality should only be shown to people who could be angels, or otherwise help us, listen to what Jesus has to say to his host at a dinner, as Luke tells us:

“When you give a lunch or a dinner, don’t invite your friends, your brothers, your relatives, or your rich neighbors, because they might invite you back, and you would be repaid. On the contrary, when you host a banquet, invite those who are poor, maimed, lame, or blind. And you will be blessed, because they cannot repay you; for you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.”

Jesus said to invite those who need the food rather than inviting those who you need. Don’t look at a dinner as a business deal, but as a command from God who will repay you for your kindness.

We all know that Christ tells us to love our neighbors. Well, folks, the first, necessary condition of a growing church is that we are hospitable to all people. But over the years, we’ve forgotten what it means to be hospitable because we have gotten so used to going out to a restaurant for restaurant hospitality, we’ve forgotten how to be hospitable ourselves. When was the last time you invited people who were not family over to your house for dinner?

Being hospitable means taking the essence of the golden rule and applying it to people we haven’t yet met. “Treat others the way you would like to be treated!”
But it isn’t easy for us, because to be hospitable, we have to become vulnerable. Think about it. Instead of Abraham calling his wife and servants to prepare food and drink for his visitors, he could have just as easily called his servants to gather weapons and chased away his visitors. After all, there were bandits in the countryside in those days.

But Abraham was confident. He knew that relationships are more important than things. Abraham knew that his stuff wasn’t as important as making friends. And so he became vulnerable, helping these new strangers become new friends by sharing valuable food and drink. He wasn’t worried about his stuff – he wanted to make new friends.

Folks, I could tell you multiple stories of churches that I’ve seen that had decided that their stuff was far more important than making friends, that had given into fear of the stranger instead of fellowship of the friend-to-be. I could tell you multiple stories of churches that had become so inwardly focused on maintaining the church and their own comforts, their own safety, that they had forgotten how to be hospitable to visitors.

And so I'll tell you of a couple of these stories...

One day, while Saundra and I were living in another state, we decided that it was time to try out a different church. We had moved with our business about 40 minutes from our old church, and it was just getting too difficult to get all four kids together, dress them, load them into the van and drive through traffic to our old church. Plus, our daughter was getting old enough for the youth group – and over a third of the youth group girls were pregnant in high school. So we decided it was time for a new church.

We had seen a cute little church about 5 to 10 minutes from our home and stopped by the parking lot on Saturday evening, where we found a sign that told us that the Sunday school was at 9:30 and the main service was at 10:30. So we went home, and the next morning we dressed our children and ourselves in “visiting clothes”. Since this was in back in the 90’s and we were visiting a Baptist church in the south, that meant I wore a sports coat, Saundra and the girls wore dresses, and the boys wore dress shirts and pants. I think Ian may have even worn a tie.

Well, we were the second car in the parking lot, arriving about 9:15. We walked in and were greeted by…silence. As we found our way to the sanctuary, we noticed a man working on a karaoke system up front. After a couple of minutes, he waved once and went back to what he was working on. We found a place to sit, about the second row from the back, on the left side. We admired the décor, which appeared to be just as it had been when installed in 1962. The children squirmed. I think we heard crickets... We waited.

At about 9:28, about 10 people came in. They all sat on the right side. Saundra and I would have been the youth group at this point by about ten or fifteen years. One older woman said "hello" and brought us bulletins and the Sunday School quarterly. She also offered to take our two youngest to another room for their Sunday School, which we agreed to.

Sunday School began.

A man read the lesson. I don’t mean he explained the lesson. He READ the lesson – poorly – from the Sunday School quarterly. I remember it was about the Kings of Judah. At one point he did make a comment – he noted that the Bible said that one king was about twelve years old when he took over as king, but he didn’t think that was right – and besides, his Bible, which had the years BC printed at the top of each page, implied that the kid might have been twenty years old or so because there was a twenty year gap in those years printed at the top of that Bible.

Saundra said I looked like Bill the Cat from the Bloom County comic strip as I tried to keep my mouth shut. 


Well, the hour ended, that torture was over, our kids were brought back to us, and another five or ten people came in. We noticed that all except one family sat on the right side with everyone else. That family of four sat in front of us.

The main service began.

After a prayer and a song from the karaoke machine, the man who had been fixing the karaoke machine earlier – who turned out to be the pastor – began to have a business meeting about the roof repairs, which took 20 minutes to resolve. In the middle of this, we noticed the ten year old from the family in front of us got up and went somewhere and then came back.

Finally, after determining that they could afford about $6000 to spend on the roof - I remember the figure clearly because they took so long to get to it - and determining that one of the trustees would get estimates, the service continued. I think there was another song, and then a few more minutes while cancers and heart attacks and jobs of people we had never met were discussed, then a pastoral prayer. It was during the prayer that the family in front of us began to argue, punctuating the argument with slaps to the kids.

Finally, there was a sermon. Now, I have listened to many different types of sermons. Some tell a story, some are 5 bullet points and a summary, some cover a topic, some work their way through scripture. This sermon was none of the above. Following it was sort of like tracing a piece of spaghetti in a plate piled high or following a strand of Christmas lights that your five-year-old put in the box last year.

Somewhere in the middle of the sermon, though, I understood where the ten year old kid had disappeared to, for we began to realize why everyone was sitting on the right side of the church. It seems the air was flowing down the left side of the church past us from the back area – the area where the restroom was. The restroom that apparently had no ventilation to the outside. A porta-potty would have smelled better.

Saundra said my Bill-the-Cat impression was coming back. I have no idea what the point of the sermon was. I was trying to keep from gagging.

Finally, it was over, an invitation to the altar was given – no one went – a song was sung, and the service was over.

The older woman who had greeted us talked to Saundra for a minute, and we made our exit, following everyone else who had rushed for the doors.

The next week, we gave them a second chance, this time skipping Sunday School. At least there wasn’t a business meeting – and this time we sat on the right side. But there just didn’t seem to be any point in the service – no one seemed to be friends with each other in the church, the teaching was poor, and no one welcomed us since the older woman wasn’t there that week. They might want me to mention the name of their church…

So we tried a different church, a fast growing church nearby that was building an addition onto the main building. The parking lot was almost full.

Here, we had a bit of problem since we arrived after the first service had begun, about half way before the second service. But which entrance to go to, since there were no signs? I said in my best Dad voice – “This way” and we promptly entered into a lobby behind the sanctuary platform, with no way to sneak around and come into the sanctuary from the rear. We wandered for a couple of minutes, finally realizing where we were and sat down on a bench. A couple of people came by, too fast and too busy to flag down. Eventually, the girls found a restroom. Meanwhile, Saundra and I began to notice that we could see an occasional teenager walking past – and they were dressed to kill. The guys were wearing colored dress shirts with ties, the girls were wearing short skirts that looked like they were headed out for Saturday evening on the town. We looked at each other and said, “This is what we wanted to avoid.” So we packed up and drove down the road. I’ve forgotten the name of their church…

A couple miles down the road was another church. We knew a bit about this other church. The owners of the building our company was renting attended it. They had invited us to the church, and one of the retired pastors had actually stopped by when he was talking to one of the other companies in the building just to meet us. We’d gone there for a Wednesday evening dinner or two.

When we had showed up there at that Wednesday evening dinner, 18 people had introduced themselves to us – and were doing the same to the other first time visitors. Different groups took turns preparing and serving Wednesday dinners, which cost a buck or two per person. A couple of the elders of the church had helped us get our kids into the right rooms for Wednesday evening, led Saundra to a study group and me to the choir.

And the same thing happened on Sunday morning. We were introduced all around, especially to people who lived close to us and were parents with kids. There were wonderfully clean hallways, comfortable study rooms, and restrooms. The carpet was new, the paint was kept up and the décor looked like the latest issues of Southern Living.

The Sunday School teacher was an intense man about our age who was well-prepared. He dropped by our office that week to check on us. There was also a baptism that Sunday morning – and we found later there were baptisms about twice a month. Is it any wonder that this church of about 800 people was growing about 150 people a year?

By the way, it was called Calvary Christian Church. We stayed there until we moved to Ohio.

Notice the differences in hospitality between the three churches.

Folks, I could tell you multiple stories of churches that I’ve seen that had decided that their stuff was far more important than making friends, that had given into fear of the stranger instead of fellowship of the friend-to-be.

You know how Jesus told his disciples that they would become fishers of men? I’ve seen many churches that decided they didn’t want any of these men-fish in the boat unless they’d already been cleaned and fillet. And these churches were almost always tiny churches that had been in decline for thirty years. They had become so puffed up about who they were, about how holy they were, about how much better they were than the people who lived just down the block from their churches, that they didn’t want anyone who needed them – they only wanted good, clean, perfect Christians in their churches. Which may explain why every year there were less people in their churches than the previous year.

Christians! This is a fine line we walk when we have guests. On the one hand, we know we have what they need – for we have all received the grace and forgiveness and love that comes with Jesus Christ which has lifted us out of despair, lifted us out of the mud, lifted us out of the ditch that leads to destruction. We have been truly blessed and we want to bless others by sharing God's love!

But we must also remain humble, like Abraham did, treating our guests, our visiting neighbors as better than ourselves, for nobody wants to be looked down upon. Condescension is such an easy sin to acquire once we've received God's love!

At one church, I noticed that nobody who lived within two blocks of the church attended the church. It might be because of the "no parking except for church" sign. Of course, that church loved to have fellowship meals on a regular basis – but just for church members and those that were former church members, of which there was a very long list. So I finally convinced the church to have a community meal instead of a fellowship meal. And…they actually invited their sister church on the charge…and people came! But they didn’t invite anyone from the neighborhood. “Oh well, we’ll fix that next time,” I thought.

So it comes time for the meal and the people of the church brought in the ham and chicken and baked beans and corn and desserts and green beans and meatballs. And it looks like it’s going to be a wonderful meal. And then, the people of the church set up a table with all the food on it and they stand on one side with the spoons and serving forks and they carefully dole out the food to their guests as they come through the line, like cooks in the middle school cafeteria feeding the kids. And when they were finished serving, they took their plates and served themselves and then they all sat down together at a different table from their guests!

AAGH!

They had missed the whole point! For you see, they made two major mistakes:

First, they treated their guests like they were children, not to be trusted with their food! They treated them like soup kitchen clients, like they were afraid some guest might actually eat two chicken wings or have a double helping of green beans. They did not treat them like neighbors in a community that they all lived in!

And the second mistake was they didn’t sit and eat with their guests. The whole purpose of a community meal is to make friends, to get to know each other, to show that we are friendly and have faults just like our neighbors. We bond when we eat together – but have you noticed that we rarely bond with the people at the table across the room in the restaurant?

First of all, I know that in the past, some churches, including this church, had a policy of never having fundraisers. Instead, all our funds were raised internally. I agree with that policy and applaud that policy. But this is not a fundraiser.

You see, this is a community dinner. It is not a "community outreach dinner". We considered making it free, but our neighbors don’t want or need charity from us. We’ve found that people don’t want to go to free community dinners, because it makes them feel like they are helpless, they feel ashamed, they are children that are being taken care of. They don't want to feel like they are a project, being "reached out" to. They want to be welcomed into the community that we share.

The purpose of this dinner – let me be clear – is to connect the church once again with our local community. We won’t make money with the $2 per family charge – we aren’t that efficient. Yet, it is a really good deal. And what we are trying to do is to step back into our proper spot as a center of the community, a place where people meet friends, a place where people catch up with their neighbors, a place where people come together to be comforted, and yes, a place where people connect with God through Christ. Hopefully, this will be the first of regular monthly dinners.

When we chose years ago to not have fundraisers, we also chose to disconnect ourselves from the community. We didn’t realize that when we chose to not have fundraising meals, we also chose not to connect with the community. Since I’ve been here, we’ve had several fellowship dinners – we’ve had the fall clothing giveaway. We even had the Halloween candy giveaway. But this is the first ministry we’ve done that rides on the edge between the church and the community.

And that is why we are having a community dinner. For hospitality is when we ride on the edge between our community and those who are outside our community, hopefully connecting us together. You can’t connect to other people without becoming vulnerable yourself, and you can’t connect any two things together unless you go to their edges. We have to go to the edge of our community - our church - and look for the people beyond the edge. We, as the ambassadors of Christ, have to become vulnerable to the world, for the world will certainly not become vulnerable to us.

And so, if you chose to come to the community dinner, we ask that you plan to do a couple of things:

First, try to bring a friend or a friend and their family. Yes, this means you will have to risk rejection. But Christ was rejected – He was killed – I don’t think your friends will kill you over a meal invitation.

Second, be hospitable to everyone you come into contact with. You may not feel comfortable introducing yourself to strangers, but remember that this is your home turf – imagine how uncomfortable those strangers feel! It is up to us to become vulnerable – they have become vulnerable just by showing up. Also, remember that other visitors will be watching how you treat each visitor.

So take a minute and introduce yourself to someone you meet. Ask them where they live, ask them what they do for a living. Tell they about yourself. Try to make a connection and a conversation. If they have kids, tell them about our Sunday kid’s program and the parent’s group that meets at the same time. Tell them a bit about yourself – and tell them a bit about the church and the Men’s group, the Women’s group, the Tuesday night study, the Kicks for Kids shoe giveaway.

Third, sit beside strangers. Don’t sit with people you already know except by accident. We need to put our edges beside their edges. Our purpose is to mingle. I know it is easier to stay in the middle of the herd, to sit at a table surrounded by this community. But studies have shown that people will make a serious effort to attend a church when they make three friends at the church. So after you have talked with someone a bit, introduce one of your church friends to your new friend, someone who has a bit in common with them – kids the same age, the same line of work, lives near them. And if someone tries to introduce you to a stranger, take the time to become vulnerable and open up to them, welcoming them and talking to them.

Be ready to give a tour of the church. Offer it to your new friends. Invite them to stay with you for the Bible study at 7 pm/6:30 if they appear to able – this might be tricky if they have three young children, so use common sense. (We’ll work to get child care on Tuesday evenings eventually, if some of the young parents would like it.)

Treat everyone you see, church friend or stranger, equally – as our neighbor. Remember that we are trying to make friends, not provide charity. We are trying to extend the edges of our community. If your new friend opens up to you and tells you some secret about themselves, it is not something to spread around. Love the person. Be welcoming. Show them that you are so delighted to make a new friend. And if you hit it off, trade phone numbers with them.

Above all, be friendly and positive about everyone you mention and the church. I generally will ask them “which church do you currently attend?” assuming that they attend a church, even if I’m pretty sure they don’t. And when they say they attend “such and such Baptist Church”, I say, “That’s great!” And when they say they really haven’t attended anywhere for a while, I say, “You’d be very welcome here. Our services on Sunday are at 9:30 am in the morning and 7 pm in the evening. Look for me!” And if they have kids, I’ll tell them about the 5 pm kids groups and parents group and introduce them to a parent that attends that group, like Adam or Amy Hamrick.

Imagine, if you will, that everyone who shows up here is stranded on the highway, a friend trying to get home on a dark, rainy/snowy night in March after a depressing basketball game. What can you do to help them get Home, a place where the light of our Lord glows brighter than the sun, a place where the fruit of the Tree of Life is borne twelve times a year, a place where people walk in safety and gladness and joy. A place you know the way to – can you get out your spotlight, shine it on the road in front of them, and help make friends beside the road, to help lead them Home? 

And what is Home like? Take a look at this video.

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Defeating Temptation

Well, you will remember last week I spoke of the wonderful lemon meringue pie that a friend of mine gave me. Saundra and I ate the pie a slice a day, each of us, finishing up the pie Saturday evening. As I’ve mentioned before, this required careful rationing on our part, because neither of us can handle much sugar. 

Gospel Reading (Audio) - Audio Sermon

And so Sunday afternoon rolled around and there was no more pie. So what should we do? After all, one occasional pie – our first pie since Christmas – is one thing, but we simply cannot eat a pie every week, or our doctor would find some new and expensive medicine to put us on. (Thankfully, we don’t yet need insulin or such. Our diet and exercise generally do a good enough job controlling our sugar issues.)

But if we went to a pie-of-the-week plan, we would have problems. Yet, after those few days with pie, our bodies were yelling at us on Sunday that we needed SUGAR! And it was very tempting to get the flour, the sugar, the fillings out and make another pie. But we resisted the temptation. Barely.

I’m sure you’ve been in a similar place. You may have a different set of temptations that we do, but each of us are tested differently. Your temptation may be sugar, it may be caffeine, it may be nicotine, it may be alcohol, it may be painkillers. You may be tempted by the adrenaline rush that comes when we give into our anger and shout down at our friend or relative, the temptation may be that handsome guy or pretty woman at work, the temptation may be lottery tickets or it may be pornography. Your temptation may be chocolate or it may be pizza. It may be the temptation to cheat on a test or to cheat on your taxes. It may be the money that you handle at work or it may be the chance to take a longer lunch hour than necessary. It may be that the word “Sale” pulls you off the highway and into your favorite store. Temptations are all around – and we fight against them all the time. 

Deuteronomy 26:1-11; Romans 10:8-13; Luke 4:1-13

In the Greek, the word peirazo means to be tested or, in a negative context, to be tempted. So you can think of a temptation as being a test, an opportunity to see if you can pass the test.

In our Gospel reading today, it was Jesus’ time to be tempted, to be tested.

So most of you know the story. Just after Jesus was baptized by John the Baptist down on the Jordan River, Jesus is full of the Holy Spirit.

I know that there are days when I’m filled with the Holy Spirit and I’ve seen my wife Saundra and son Andy filled with the Holy Spirit when they preach or pray. It is something else!

The best way I can describe it is that we are filled with energy. Have you ever walked across a carpet on a cold winter day and when you get to the door, you touch the doorknob and ZAP! There is a spark that flies from your finger? It is something like that.

Have you ever laid off of all the coffee, all the cola, all the chocolate, all the energy drinks for two weeks? If you are like me, you drag around for most of the first week, but then you recover and you feel much better than you did when you needed coffee every morning just to get going. Now imagine that you’ve been off all the caffeine for two or three weeks and then at lunch, you drink four Starbucks's coffees, the dark roast, premium types, 16 ounces each! Can you imagine how you’d be filled with energy for the next few hours, if you didn’t have a heart attack first?

Years ago, we hired a high school girl to work for us to do filing in the evenings while other people took inbound phone calls. She was an athlete, a basketball player who was in shape, and home-schooled in a religious family, so she had lived a very clean life. Well, we kept this container of Sam’s cappuccino mix by the office coffee pot. You just put a tablespoon in the cup, add hot water, and it is instant sweet coffee, except double strength. The other workers told me the first night she tried this, she liked the cappuccino so much she had two cups back-to-back. They told me she was practically dancing on the tabletops that evening. That’s what it’s like to be filled with the Holy Spirit!

Now add to that the fact that Jesus was Jesus, the Son of God, and you can imagine that he was ready to burst with energy!

And Jesus is led by the Holy Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted for forty days. Notice that it is the Holy Spirit who leads Jesus to be tempted – it is not the devil. So many times, when we come to a time of testing, we blame the test on the devil. We think logically, that if the devil is giving us a test, then we are supposed to fail the test - the devil isn’t going to let us pass, is he? But it isn’t the devil who puts us into the test, although the devil may get to participate in the test – It is the Holy Spirit – God the Spirit is who tests us, who sets us up for a good test.

Now why does God test us? God knows our abilities, God knows our capabilities, God knows our weaknesses. Why would God test us?

I mean, it’s like a good football coach having his players run the 40 yard dash and timing them in the break between the last regular season game and the bowl game. Do you think that coach doesn’t know what each player can do? Of course he knows by now what his players can do!

No, the reason the coach has them run the 40 yard dash and times them is so THEY will know what they can do – both themselves and their teammates. And that is why God give us tests – so we can know what we can do. And God gave Jesus his tests so that both the devil and us would know what Jesus could do!

So when you are being tested, understand these points. God has created the test for you because God wants you to pass the test, and God wants you to know that you can pass the test and God wants you to be able to tell other people that you can pass the test.

So there are three tests.

First, Jesus is tested by going hungry. After all, Jesus is God’s Son, with a divine nature, but Jesus is also a human man, with the nature of the body that screams – get me some bread!

And the devil gives Jesus a suggestion, just whispers in His ear. "Turn the rocks into bread and eat them." After all, Jesus is the Son of God. It would be a good proof, right?

But Jesus understands that to use His divine power in that way would be wrong, it would be unfair to every human, it would defeat His mission on earth if he gave into the hunger and turned rocks into bread. For part of what Jesus has to do is to show us that a human can last for forty days without food. He has to show not only Himself but also us and the devil that humans are a lot stronger than we usually think. So He simply tells the devil, Himself, and us that “Man does not live by bread alone.”

Bread is just stuff. Our mind is stronger than our body. We are not animals – our will can be strong enough to fast for forty days.

I have read of Liu Zhenying, known as Brother Yun, who developed many house churches in China during the 1980’s and 1990’s. He later wrote a book The Heavenly Man. One day he was arrested and put into prison. Chinese prisons are bad – a dozen or more men in a cell with no running water, no toilets. Brother Yun simply began to convert men in the prison. He was beaten for this. So he began a total fast – no food – and no water – which miraculously lasted 74 days, and led to the conversion of many more men. He then recovered and after many more months, the Holy Spirit spoke to him and told him to walk out the gate. So he walked through several unguarded, open doors, across the prison yard and out the main gate, it was as if he had become invisible. These stories have been confirmed by other former prisoners who occupied his cell. He eventually left China and lives in Germany, where he promotes the Chinese “Back to Jerusalem” movement that is beginning to send Chinese Christian missionaries to the lands between China and Israel – Afghanistan, India, Pakistan, Iran, Iraq, Syria.

The second temptation of Jesus is of power. The devil suggests that if Jesus will simply bow down before Satan, the devil will make Jesus his prince, ruling over the world under Satan. But Jesus tells the devil, Himself, and us that we are to worship and serve only God.

Power, you see, is fleeting. If you try to control people to make them do what you want, you will have some power until those you try to control squirm out from under you – and that will happen! Even the Soviet Union, even Hitler’s Germany could not control completely. Trying to control other people is like squeezing a balloon. When you get control of one area, another area pops out.

If you tell people they must buy tofu from the cafeterias, someone will smuggle in a hot dog. If you force people to buy from the monopoly telephone company, someone will invent cell phones. If you force people to buy cable TV, someone will invent a Netflix or a Dish Network. If you raise taxes on New York businesses, businesses will move to North Carolina or Florida. 

If you try to force anyone to do what is good for you and not for them - by their decision they will find a work-around, even if you are right! And it doesn't matter if you control for the good of people or for evil purposes. If you say people can not worship they way they please, a hundred pilgrims will hire a small boat to take them to the New World. If you prohibit alcohol, people will smuggle bottles of alcohol in their boots.   

But if you simply use righteousness and goodness and love, then those who also desire righteousness, goodness, and love will willingly work with you – not for you, but with you – to accomplish great deeds that are good for all. Only God has the righteousness, the goodness, and the love combined with the wisdom to be the best ruler. And Jesus knew that when you attach yourself to someone, you either go up or go down with that person. Jesus wanted to tell Himself, the devil, and us, that God is the one we should bow down before. God is the One to attach ourselves to.

God’s word is enough!

In a third and final test, the devil had Jesus climb to the highest point of the Temple and suggested that if Jesus was really the Son of God, He should simply jump, and then quotes the Old Testament to indicate that angels would swoop in and save Him. But Jesus tells Himself, the devil, and us that we should not test God.

This was a subtle test. Indeed, all of the tests were testing Jesus’ pride. Was He really who He knew He was – the Son of God? This test supposedly was to see if God really loved Jesus – would God send angels to catch Him as He fell? But Jesus’ response reminds us, the devil, and Jesus that God is in complete and total charge and those who have true faith, true trust in God, a true understanding of Who God is, do not need to test God to find out if God loves them, for God has said God loves us. God’s word is enough! Testing God is actually our way of saying, “God, I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you love me.” It is an attempt at manipulation because we simply don’t know, understand, or believe God’s promises.

And isn’t that the same thing that often happens between people? We create these artificial tests, we manipulate to determine if we are loved by our spouse, our parents, our children, our church? We drive off into the night and don’t come home until late to see if they waited up, worried about us. We play silent and wait for them to call us. Or we injure ourselves so they will come meet us at the Emergency Room – IF they love us.

To me, one of the saddest games people play is with Facebook – they forward some variation of this game: “I know you don’t really love me or read my postings – if you love me and are my friend, respond with a single word.” Or the other, older variation – “I’ll skip church three weeks in a row in the middle of flu season and see who calls me.” What they often don’t realize is that they have missed church so often that missing three weeks is not really unusual. Especially when only half the church shows up any given week because of illness, bad weather, etc. True love does not mean jumping at any test; true love often means respecting a person enough to let them go, assuming that they are adults who know what they want and need, letting them try out other churches, other friends, other lives, for we certainly don’t want the people we love to be miserable if they are miserable hanging around us.

It is quite true that the older man or woman who is there every week, twice a week and misses will probably get a phone call after a single missed service – or at least after two missed Sundays. And that’s because we know they love us, too and that only something far beyond their control would keep them from church. And they show that love by showing up at church all the time. 

(You know, most people don't realize it, but in every good church, there are people who show up every week, there are people who show up 3 out of 4 weeks, and there are people who show up once a month or even just once a quarter. It means people are being attracted but are still being pulled by the world. They are looking for God at the church, but can't quite commit to every week! 

It is a mark of a dying church when the only people who show up are the regular weekly people, for that means that no one is checking out the church.)

Jesus did not need to test God for God’s love because Jesus knew that God loved Him. And Jesus loved God. They talked every morning and evening, in the same way that my wife Saundra and I talk every morning and evening, and usually at noon. We are always in each other’s lives. But I also have relatives that I love – and I know they love me – yet we only talk about once every two or three months, because we aren’t in each other’s lives very much - we live too far apart.

And so Jesus, secure in the knowledge of God’s love, stood tall in the face of the testing that the Holy Spirit had begun and which the devil had tried to manipulate. And so the devil left Him alone for a while.

You know, this isn’t the only testing that is found in the Bible. Our first reading from Deuteronomy has such a test. Deuteronomy 26:1-11

Every year, the farmers of Israel were to take some of the first produce each spring and bring it to the Temple. They weren’t supposed to wait and bring the leftovers at the end of the harvest – they were supposed to bring the first fruits to the Temple. If you think about it, that was a test of faith, for each year there is still much uncertainty about the harvest when the first produce comes in – will there be enough grain for the family for the winter? What if there is a late season drought – what if a hailstorm comes through and destroys the crops, what if a wildfire burns up the field, what if it rains so much the crops are drowned?

God says, “Give me my portion first and trust me to take care of you.” And, you know, we think that is all fine and dandy for ancient farmers, but what about those of us who live in a cash economy? What should we do?

Pay God first. Trust in God. God may not make you rich, but God will take care of you if you bring the tithe to God when the paycheck arrives.

A week ago last Friday, Saundra quit her job at the college. She felt she was not able to do ministry properly and was beginning to be affected negatively by the environment around her. So we talked and I encouraged her to quit, despite the fact that we can’t pay all of our bills on just my salary.

That afternoon, she stopped into the store to get us some juice. Just a single bottle of juice – of course that was when it was Friday afternoon, there was a snow storm coming, it was the first of the month with all those checks, and so it took a long time to get through the checkout line with her bottle of juice. And so she struck up a conversation with the man behind her in line, talking about the church.

When it was her time to check out, the man said, “I’ll pay for that juice. That’s on me.”

God will take care of us. God always takes care of us, despite everything. (She starts a new job tomorrow!) 

You know, there are people in the United State who could afford to give away $100,000 every hour and never go broke. Bill Gates, Warren Buffet, Jeff Bezos of Amazon. Our God is far richer than those men. And we worry about whether or not we will have enough money to pay our bills.  What can God provide us with? 

We always forget what God has told us through the Apostle Paul in our Romans reading. Romans 10:8-13 Let me remind you...

"On the contrary, what does it say? “The message is near you, in your mouth and in your heart.”

This is the message of faith that we proclaim: If you confess with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.

One believes with the heart, resulting in righteousness, and one confesses with the mouth, resulting in salvation.

Now the Scripture says, “Everyone who believes on Him will not be put to shame,” for there is no distinction between Jew and Greek, since the same Lord of all is rich to all who call on Him. “For everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”


So what is the problem? What test can’t you pass? Is Jesus Lord? Do you believe that God raised Him from the dead? You will be saved!

Beyond that point, everything that is left is learning how to swim in the eddies and currents of life’s river. For God has created out lives with eddies and currents, and the Way of Holiness that we learn from following Jesus is the way to swim in that life river without trouble. But just as a beginning swim coach might say, “there are only two things you need to know – move your hands and feet, and breath only air, not water “ there are only two basic things needed to be saved by God.
  1. Tell someone that Jesus is Lord, meaning it. 
  2. Believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead.
With these two ideas, you can be saved and pass any test.

We sink in life’s river when we forget this basic fact, when we forget that we are already saved, that God has us by our collar, that God is good, and God is strong enough to lift us out of the water.

God is helping you see your fear!

So when you see a test or a temptation, consider these three questions:
  1. Does God love me enough to save me? Answer: Yes! He sent His Son to die for our sins on the cross!
  2. Can God have the power to save me? Answer: Yes! He created the entire Universe!
  3. So will God save me? Answer: Yes! He loves you and has the capability to save you.
So what is the fear in this test that might make me doubt those three points? That is what is actually being tested – God is helping you see your fear – or your lack of fear. Turn your fear over to God and you will pass the test.

So what is your fear? Are you afraid that negative things people say about you is true? Are you afraid you will never again have a job? Are you afraid certain people won’t love you? Are you afraid you’ll be unloved forever? Are you afraid you’ll die? And tell me, Christian…what is wrong with death when you have Christ?

They say that most people drown when they panic from the fear of drowning. For experienced swimmers know that people generally float very well – especially people with a bit of fat on them. And so, if you keep from panicking, even if you don’t swim well, you can just concentrate on lifting your nose above the water every time you breath – and you will survive. Lift your nose and breath. Lift your nose and breath.

And the same thing goes for all the testing and temptation that we go through in life. If we remember that God loves usand has the power to save us, that death in this world means we will be with Christ in the next, we will be okay. Imagine a button with the words “Don’t Panic!” in big friendly letters. And on the other side of the button are the words, “God’s got this!”

After all, it was God who sent you the test, remember? And the test is almost always a version of “Do you really trust God?” So give the right answer: Trust God and beat the test!

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

The Glow of the Mountain

Let me tell you of the day that three fishermen found the God they had been looking for. Let’s listen to the story from the perspective of James, one of those fishermen: 

Gospel Reading Audio  -  Audio Sermon: The Glow of the Mountain

“That morning, the Master asked us to follow Him up to the top of the mountain to pray. Mt Hermon, which lies well north of the Sea of Galilee and is the tallest mountain in the area, usually covered with snow. (Some have said over the years that we were at Mt Tabor, but it was Mt Hermon.) I thought sarcastically, “Wow! We’re going to take a hard climb up on a mountain to watch Him pray. Again. Oh joy.” But I came along with my brother John and Simon, the one the Master had begun calling Peter, the Rock. We climbed up the mountain, passing along the way little shrines that looked like huts. People must have been making these shrines here on the mountain since the Flood, for there were many of them – wood and stone heaped together, sometimes with bones lying on altars. They smelled of death. We walked up above the clouds that morning, as the hawks and vultures circled far above.

"Near the top, the Master asked us to wait, so we sat down and began to fall asleep in the warm sunshine, tired and sweaty after the climb. He went a few feet further, stood looking toward Heaven and began to pray to His Father. That was when it happened…his face changed and became different, His clothes turned whiter than the snow patches around us, bright and glowing in the sunlight like lightning. Then two men appeared, gloriously, they were Moses and Elijah, and began to speak to Him of his upcoming departure from Jerusalem.

"We had gotten very sleepy when He began praying after our hard climb, but then we woke up in the bright sunshine when we saw Him talking to the two men. As they were about to leave, Simon spoke up – He always began to talk when he was nervous – Simon Peter spoke up and said, ““Master, it’s good for us to be here! Let us make three tabernacles: one for You, one for Moses, and one for Elijah” As usual, Peter didn’t realize what he was saying – that the Master, Moses, and Elijah were all the same and worthy to be worshiped in the same way as the false gods that countless people had built those little shrines and huts for on the mountain road, the ones we’d passed climbing the mountain.

"Well, while Peter was babbling on, a cloud came onto the mountain, it got very dark, and we began to be afraid. Then a Voice came from the cloud which said, “This is My Son, the Chosen One. Listen to Him!”

"When we looked back up, Moses and Elijah were gone. We – especially Peter – were very quiet as we walked back down the mountain. We did not tell anyone what we had seen until after the Master’s Resurrection. But it changed us. We had known that Jesus spoke to God, but something special happened that day when God spoke directly to us about Jesus. “This is My Son, the Chosen One. Listen to Him!” We began to listen much more closely to what He was saying. Just talking about it sends shivers up my spine. We wondered. WHO IS THIS MAN? "

Exodus 34:29-35; 2 Corinthians 3:12-4:2; Luke 9:28-36 

The story of the Transfiguration is a pivotal story in the Gospels. The first three Gospels go into detail and even John refers to it in John 1:14 – “The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.”

Peter wrote about it in 2 Peter 1:16-18: “For we did not follow cleverly devised stories when we told you about the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ in power, but we were eyewitnesses of his majesty. He received honor and glory from God the Father when the voice came to him from the Majestic Glory, saying, “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased.” We ourselves heard this voice that came from heaven when we were with him on the sacred mountain.” That’s what Peter wrote, years later.

Clearly, the story was important to the disciples. Of course, when we realize just what happened, we begin to understand. The man they followed up the mountain was, as far as they knew, just another rabbi – smart, wise, energetic, even possibly the Messiah, the Savior of Israel – but just a man.

But for the three who watched on the mountaintop that day, Jesus became eternally different – God’s Son, recommended by God Himself to the three, who had been told directly by God to listen to Him – and there was no doubt that God had spoken! Plus, Moses and Elijah, the George Washington and Abraham Lincoln of Jewish history, men who had talked personally with God – these two men who were supposedly long dead or at least taken into Heaven – they had talked with Jesus right in front of the three.

It is like finding out that your Sunday School teacher is not just a godly man or woman – but is God’s Son or Daughter and holds a two-way conversation with God every morning, or, in a more earthly example, discovering that your postman is your favorite former president’s grandson, and they talk about world events every Tuesday and Thursday evening. It changes things. You develop a new respect for your friend, a certain awe. Where you might listen with one ear before, now, you want to hear all the stories. But Jesus wasn't just the grandson of a president - Jesus was Son of the Living God!

For the three disciples, it meant that they now not only respected Jesus, but could begin to worship Him, for if Jesus was truly the Son of God – and when God tells you this directly from a cloud on a mountaintop, you believe it – then Jesus the Son of God should be listened to most carefully and truly worshiped, recognized as worthy to be followed in all things.

And there, we have a disconnect, for most of us really have little idea of what it means to worship someone. Peter definitely was messed up in his idea of worship, when he thought he ought to build three shrines to Jesus, Moses, and Elijah. So what is worship?

To the Jewish rabbis of Jesus’ time, worship was one of the three pillars that holds up the Universe – the other two being the study of scripture and the performance of deeds of loving kindness. Worship was equated in their minds with animal sacrifices at the Temple because that was where God was to be found. You went to the Temple, paid your sacrifice, and God had been satisfied, your world could continue. But soon, the Temple was gone. Forty years after the disciples walked with Jesus, the Temple was destroyed. So how do you worship in a world where there is no Temple? How do you worship when you don’t know where God is to be found?

The ancient people of Palestine were always trying to answer this question about where to find God – that is why they built so many shrines and huts on the mountaintops – “the high places” that are referred to in I and II Kings - and in groves of big trees. That is why it seemed so right that Moses would go up on the mountain of Sinai and meet with God, with his face glowing so much when he came down that it had to be covered by a veil lest he frighten people. You find God on the mountaintop if you don’t have a Temple. And if you find God on the mountaintop, you build a small hut or shrine for God to live in so you can find God the next time you need Him.

We still do this, don’t we? Although we know in our head that God is everywhere, our culture and our heart tells us that God can only be found in certain places – a grove of redwoods, the top of Pike’s Peak, on Spruce Knob, in Cathedral State Park among the trees. We talk of finding God in our garden, and we even put special monuments and stones and signs and statues of angels in and around our homes so we will know where to find God. We look for God in our church buildings.

After the destruction of the Temple in 70 AD, the Jewish nation was terribly disturbed. Where do you find God without the Temple? How do you worship without being able to give animal sacrifice. So the rabbi’s began to talk about worship as being prayer. And prayer as one form of worship is a good idea. But Jesus was way ahead of the rabbis. But even today, we often are confused, because we still want to worship in the Temple, in the building. Stained glass and brass help us worship, it seems.

Learning to worship God is often measured by the smallness of the things we thank God for.
In the Temple, as part of the regular daily sacrificial routine, certain prayers were said to God by the priests and there were responses by the people. These prayers were fixed – These are the equivalent of our liturgical prayers, the prayers we find in the bulletin and the pastoral prayers I pray each week. These are the prayers of a community, praying together to worship God.

But, as you know, there are other types of prayers. For there is the prayer of an individual who comes to the altar at some point in a service to speak to the God that created him or her. When we pray at the altar, we are not limited to confessing some great sin. We are not limited to turning over our heart to Jesus. No, when we come to the altar, we may do so because we want to tell God how grateful we are for His ordinary, daily goodness, the provision of our daily bread, the home we have, the friends God has sent us. We don’t need to wait for the special blessings, the miraculous healing or deliverance, the new job, the winning of the lottery, the big things of life. No, we can and should pray our thanks, not for just what God gives us, but even for the simple goodness of God.

I have noticed that learning to worship God is often measured by the smallness of the things we thank God for. A new Christian only thanks God for big things like a home, a saved marriage, a deliverance from cancer. The mature Christian thanks God for the cup of water that came from the spigot this morning like every morning, the blue sky of a Wednesday morning, and the quietness of the night that allowed a good rest, the songs of the birds that greet the sun in the morning.

And there is the worship of song or poem, of reading scripture back to God, particularly of the Psalms. And this can truly lift us up just as much as it shows our devotion to God. So when you sing, sing strongly, for you are worshiping God with your music – even if it is off-key and non-musical, for we do not sing for the people around us, but we sing for God when we sing.

My friend Gerry Messenger called me up this week. Gerry is nearly 90 years old and worships at Quiet Dell. She has been a lay speaker for decades and was the person I could call on Saturday night to substitute for me if I was sick on Sunday morning, because she always has a sermon ready to go.

Gerry makes a fabulous lemon meringue pie – one of those pies that has 2-3 inches of meringue on top of a LEMONY base, with little pearl drops of liquid on top of a perfectly browned meringue. Her pies are famous – people at her church skip the main food line to grab a piece of her pie, take it to their seat, then go back to get in line because they don’t want to miss the pie.

Gerry just wanted to offer me a pie as a gift - I think because at a recent meeting I didn't get any of her pie.. So I took time and drove over Wednesday morning and met her in a parking lot – I felt like I was doing a drug buy (My wife says I was...) – and she gave me the pie. We talked a couple of minutes and traded hugs.

Why did I do this? I don’t need desserts – the sugar is bad for me and so I have to ration my sweets very carefully. In fact, I guess I average about one mint a day in sweets.

But I also know this. I know that this woman does what she does as part of her worship of God. When she bakes a lemon pie, she is using her gifts to present something to God, to say “thank you” to God for a full life guided by God. – I just happened to be the recipient of this particular pie. So I enjoyed the pie and let her have the joy of having done something for the God I represent. This is her worship.

You see, worship is about an interaction with God. Yes, it is about prayer – a conversation with our wisest friend. But it is also about willfully, joyfully doing what God would have us do – it is about quilting, about needlepoint, about singing as we work, about making a bird feeder, about planting tulip bulbs or spreading mulch.
  • Worship is about creating a beautiful story, about building a company that helps people, about visiting those who are homebound, about repairing a friend’s front porch while they are at work.
  • Worship can be about taking a photo of a sunset or grilling hot dogs for the kids in the neighborhood.
  • Worship can be about bringing a pan of lasagna to your neighbor that you have always wanted to meet, especially when you see they can’t keep up their property because they are always working.
  • Worship is about being generous, it is about giving of things, giving of time, giving of ideas to those other creatures of God that walk around – our friends – and those who could become our friends.
For when Christ died on the cross and returned, He gave the Holy Spirit to His closest disciples – and then, on Pentecost, the Holy Spirit came on all of the followers of Christ. God had left the Temple, God had left the mountain, God had gone into the heart of every believer, and now walked upon the earth. And we could now respond directly to God without finding and entering that Temple or climbing that mountain!

The age-old question of how and where to find God was answered in a new way for Christians – God could be found, not only in the Temple, not only on the mountain, not only in Holy Scripture – but God could be found in two-way prayer in your shower, in your car, in your living room, walking along the street, working in your garden, sitting at your desk, waiting in the doctor’s office. We get close to God when we practice two-way prayer with God, speaking our deepest desires and listening to God’s response. In the most mature Christians, the asking part of daily prayer is not a list of things desired – but simply a question: “What would You have me do today, Lord?

In our 2 Corinthians reading, Paul tells us that when Moses came down from the mountain, Moses listened to the people and put a veil over his glowing face so they would not be reminded that he had stood in front of God, for that frightened them. And we still get nervous today when someone starts talking about God speaking to them, don’t we? We look for the exits, we begin to wonder if this person has "other issues", don’t we? It is because we want the veil between us and any reminder of God's presence, we don’t want to know that we can get close to God – we even sit far away from the altar, don’t we?

The apostle Paul points out that this veil still lies over hearts when the Law given to Moses is read, but it is set aside by Christ, when a person really turns to Christ, the heaviness, the darkness, the chains of the Law are lifted and the glory of the Lord shines forth. Paul says it is like looking in a mirror at the glory of the Lord and being transformed into the same image by that glory. Now, we can see with the light of the glory of God through the Spirit of the Lord and there is freedom. Or we can be focused upon the do’s and don’ts of the Law – and the veil blocks the glow. Look at the freedom Jesus gave us and see with the light of the glory of God!

Peter, James, and John saw the glory of Christ on the mountain that day and were changed! And so we see the glory of Christ on the mountain from time to time and it changes us.

We all have mountaintop experiences, times when the Spirit grabs us and shakes us, when joy hits our hearts and we want to shout rather than contain that joy. A worship service, a concert, a quiet reading of scripture or a sermon alone at home can give a wonderful emotional experience to us.

But worship is not about our emotions. Worship is not about our joy. There is nothing wrong with becoming emotional in worship, nothing wrong with raising hands, with dancing, with singing joyfully. But if our purpose in worship becomes to gain an emotional high, we have confused the horse and the wagon. For worship is a flow from us to God of our praise for God, our need for God, our desire for God. Truly, the more we praise God, need God and desire God, the more we will find our emotions rising. But that emotion needs to remain the effect of worship, not the goal of worship.

And yet we still need to come to worship expectant – expecting to hear from God – sometimes a wonderful emotional lift, yes! – but just as valuable to us as the joy is a dread feeling in the pit of our stomach in the middle of worship that tells us we have gotten off track with God’s will. – Did you notice that when God spoke to the disciples on the mountain, it was more of a correction than a compliment? – Other times, worship gives us just a quiet glow that says we are where we need to be, the smile of God is upon us, if you will.

But if we come to a worship service looking for that emotional high, it will not happen, just as the man or woman who seeks happiness will not gain it. That is striving for a high the same way an alcoholic or a drug addict looks for a high. "Do this, and you’ll be high." No! 

Happiness – and joy – come when we have chosen to do what our Creator desires of us – and when we know we have done what God asks. And so we find joy praising God together in prayer and in song, we find joy when we realize that God chose the passages of scripture this week because of something happening in our lives, and we find joy when we bow down at the altar rail in tears because we realize that God is listening to us, even us.

The disciples did not climb Mt Hermon that morning expecting to see and hear God. They did not expect a singular, once-in-their lives experience. They expected a difficult climb – which they got. They expected to be bored when Jesus began to pray – which they got. They even feel asleep! But God chose something else for them that day. And what God chose was enough to silence them during the long walk down.

Scripture does not record that the disciples ever walked up that particular mountain again. They did not need to – most mountaintop experiences are a once-in-a-lifetime thing. And even if they did go back there, God did not meet them there. God did not want to limit the disciples, for God knew that there would be disciples one day who could not travel to Mt Hermon on the Lebanon-Syria border. God wants to meet us everywhere. God is ready to meet us everywhere and anywhere – the question is where do we expect to see God? Are we willing to accept the correction from God as well as the joy, for God’s corrections are always for our good?

God does not want to only talk to us on the mountain. He wants to come into our home, our life. He wants to talk to us in our bedroom, in our car, at our desk, in the shower. God wants us to spend every waking minute talking to Him. God wants us to talk to him while we bake lemon pies because God wants to be our closest friend. And God wants us to listen to Him, His Son, and the Holy Spirit, God wants us to walk with Him in the garden at the time of the evening breeze, as He once did with Adam so long ago – and will again with us one day.

Will you take time today to walk or sit with God and talk with Him – just you and Him, no television, no internet, no music. Just you and Him talking together like a pair of old friends – not asking for anything except “Father, what would you like me to do?” For like all voices, the Voice of God is best heard in silence with focus and concentration on what the Voice is saying, taking time to understand,... not rushing,... not hurrying,... not worrying about the cares of the world. Glory is best appreciated by a slow study, not a quick glance.

You see, when Jesus walked off the mountain, Jesus left the dazzling glow behind, but He took with Him His glory. Jesus had changed on the mountain before the disciples, but it was the disciples who were changed the most, as it is when we see the glory of Christ, we are changed!

The disciples kept the glow of the mountain with them for the rest of their lives – it was now in their minds, unforgettable. And the same should be with us – carrying around the glory of the Son in our minds, as we walk with the Spirit of God in our heart, conducting our worship through our actions which are designed to bring glory to God – our praises, our humble petitions, our good deeds of loving kindness – and our tears when we find out how we have stumbled, when we have misspoken, when we have brought God down on the same level as those who worship idols.

Take the glow of the mountain with you today! Bow down before our Creator and speak with God in a two-way prayer. Worship the One worthy of worship.