“They’re Closing In”
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Even more than he hated people of color, Mr. Ballantine hated Christians...so much so that he would rather have starved than endure chapel sermons to obtain a free meal at the shelter. When
One day a friend went with
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I wish you coulda seen the look on his face. It didn't take but a minute for him to start apologizing for cussin Christians all the time I'd knowed him. Then I guess it hit him that while I'd been takin care of him--it was about three years by then--he'd still been callin' me names. "
Then I took a chance and told Mr. Ballantine that I'd been takin care of him all that time, 'cause I [knew] God loved him. "God's got a special place prepared for you if you just confess your sins and accept the love of Jesus."
I ain't gon' kid you, he was skeptical. Same time, though, he said he didn't think I'd lie to him. "But even if you aren't lying," he said, "I've lived too long and sinned too much for God to forgive me."
He laid there in that bed and lit up one a Mr. Scott's cigarettes, starin' up at the ceiling, smoking and thinking. I just kept quiet. Then all of a sudden he piped up again. "On the other hand, I'm too...old for much more sinning. Maybe that'll count for something!"
Well, Mr. Ballantine stopped callin me [names] that day. And wadn't too long after that I wheeled him through the doors at McKinney Bible Church...We sat together on the back row, and it was the first time Mr. Ballantine had ever set foot in a church. He was 85 years old. After the service, he looked at me and smiled. "Real nice," he said. (Ron Hall and
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Sermon-Proper 5-June 10, 2012 “Another New Kind of Family”
The Cloud of Unknowing, "O God, our great companion, lead us ever more deeply into the mystery of your life and ours, that we may be faithful interpreters of that Life to each other, through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
“When his family heard it, they went out to restrain him, for people were saying, "He has gone out of his mind." Kate Huey writes: “The Marcan Jesus is on the move constantly, like a man on a mission with little time to spare and even less patience with people who like to criticize everything he does. We're only in the third chapter of Mark now, but a quick read of those first chapters is exhausting: Jesus has gone from his hometown to the wilderness to Galilee to the sea to Capernaum to a house to a deserted place and back out to the towns of Galilee (we're still in the first chapter) and then back to Capernaum and home, and then to the sea, and to Levi's house, through the grain fields and to the synagogue, and then back to the sea, into a boat, before heading up the mountain where he gathered those twelve apostles around him, and then, finally, he went home. Imagine all this travel with desperate crowds around him (people "from every quarter," 1:45), clinging to him, begging for healing, begging to be released from the demons that had hold of them, and then picture a group of carping critics picking at everything he did – breaking the rules about healing on the Sabbath, eating with tax collectors and sinners, and not fasting as they should.”
And the scribes who came down from Jerusalem said, "He has Beelzebul, and by the ruler of the demons he casts out demons."
Jesus’ family thinks he is not taking his medication. The scribes, the religious people, think he is possessed. Is he crazy? Is he filled with the devil? What’s wrong with Jesus?
And the “crowd”, the people who represent us, “was sitting around him; and they said to him, "Your mother and your brothers and sisters are outside, asking for you." What are you going to do, Jesus? You are acting strangely, being overwhelmed by people-are you losing it? Are you coming unhinged? Your family is worried about you-they want to take you home for a “rest”. And then Jesus says “Who are my mother and my brothers?" And looking at those who sat around him, he said, "Here are my mother and my brothers! Whoever does the will of God is my brother and sister and mother."
In the 1st century, people choosing to follow Jesus were sometimes turned in to the Roman authorities as traitors, or to the religious authorities as breaking the law. Christians were a danger and a threat. Frequently Christians weren’t trusted and were portrayed as undermining society. They felt oppressed and alone. And when they heard these words read to them by Jesus-they were comforted and strengthened. "Here are my mother and my brothers! Whoever does the will of God is my brother and sister and mother."
ABC has an ad that says their channel depicts “A New Kind of family”. Before there was ABC, there was Jesus. Christians in the first century, abandoned by their blood relatives, would look around at the people who were worshipping with them, sitting with them at the table, suffering with them, dying with them, and say-these are “my brother and sister and mother." There is a commercial on tv a lot right now for the new Dallas tv show. Evil JR looks at the screen and says, “Blood is thicker than water-and oil is thicker than blood”. And Jesus would say,” those who eat and pray and struggle and suffer and rejoice and live and die with you-those who do the will of God-is thicker than oil.”
Today we take a very brief moment to thank those who have assisted us in our worship over the last year. They have led us, lifted us, guided us, and served us. They have shown us what it is to be brothers and sisters. We are grateful for their ministry, and today we let them know that they are our sisters and brothers. We appreciate them and today we let them know that what they have done has helped our worship, and in a 1000 small way, strengthened our faith. As we call your name, could you please come forward.
Mark 3:20-35
And the crowd came together again, so that they could not even eat. When his family heard it, they went out to restrain him, for people were saying, "He has gone out of his mind." And the scribes who came down from Jerusalem said, "He has Beelzebul, and by the ruler of the demons he casts out demons." And he called them to him, and spoke to them in parables, "How can Satan cast out Satan? If a kingdom is divided against itself, that kingdom cannot stand. And if a house is divided against itself, that house will not be able to stand. And if Satan has risen up against himself and is divided, he cannot stand, but his end has come. But no one can enter a strong man's house and plunder his property without first tying up the strong man; then indeed the house can be plundered.
"Truly I tell you, people will be forgiven for their sins and whatever blasphemies they utter; but whoever blasphemes against the Holy Spirit can never have forgiveness, but is guilty of an eternal sin" — for they had said, "He has an unclean spirit."
Then his mother and his brothers came; and standing outside, they sent to him and called him. A crowd was sitting around him; and they said to him, "Your mother and your brothers and sisters are outside, asking for you." And he replied, "Who are my mother and my brothers?" And looking at those who sat around him, he said, "Here are my mother and my brothers! Whoever does the will of God is my brother and sister and mother."
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Sermon-Trinity Sunday June 3, 2012 160 times
The Cloud of Unknowing,
"O God, our great companion, lead us ever more deeply into the mystery of your life and ours, that we may be faithful interpreters of that Life to each other, through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen."
Today is Trinity Sunday. Trinity Sunday is the Sunday after Pentecost every year. As church time goes this is a relatively new celebration-it’s only been around since the 14th century. Has anyone, anyone here ever had occasion to talk about the Trinity (not the church but the theological concept of the Trinity) to someone/anyone in your lifetime? Anyone? Ever? So this is not exactly a critical issue in the life of your faith, right?
Do you know how many times you say one of our names for God in today’s service? Father, Son, or Holy Spirit, Lord, Jesus, Christ, Savior, How many times do you think we will say one of our names for God (Not counting the sermon or the hymns) in today’s service? 160. At the 8am service that’s almost every 15 seconds/at the 10:30am service that more than twice every minute (not including hymns and sermon). When we’re in church we are using the name of God almost nonstop the whole time we are here, a wide variety of different names-all describing who we believe God is.
Rev. Dr. Tom Long tells the story of-The Reverend John Buchanan ...just retired after 48 years as a Presbyterian pastor; [Rev. Buchanan] remembered one Sunday service in which he was baptizing a two-year-old boy. After the child had been baptized with water, John Buchanan, following the directions of the Presbyterian prayer book, put his hand on the little boy's head and addressed him in Trinitarian language. He said, "You are a child of God, sealed by the Spirit in your baptism, and you belong to Jesus Christ forever." ... the little boy looked up and responded, "Uh-oh."
When St. Patrick went to Ireland to convert the heathen Celts, he kept trying to explain the Trinity to the people there, and finally in frustration at his inability to make them understand reached down and picked up a three leafed clover and told them God was like that leaf-1 in 3, three in one.
Today is the most theological Sunday of the year, a day devoted to an explanation of who God is. We try to find ways to define what we believe about God. There is a very clear definition of what we believe in our Book of Common Prayer. On this one day of the year the church is encouraged NOT to say the Nicene Creed, but rather another one. Turn in your red prayers books to p. 864. This is the Athanasian Creed, and this is the one we’re supposed to say on Trinity Sunday. Look at it.
We could say it today instead of the Nicene Creed if you would like? The problem is, the harder we work at defining God-the more distant God feels, and the less we seem to understand. The problem is that in the west we have to solve, to define everything- Listen to Dan Clendenin: “When Eastern Orthodox believers celebrate the Trinity, they start in a different place than their western cousins. And it's a good place to start when worshipping God. Western theology tends toward intellectual abstraction. Eastern theology emphasizes adoration of the mystery. It has always been wary of the inadequacies of human language, the limitations of the human mind, and the infinity of God. The desert father and intellectual Evagrios of Pontus (345–399), who spent the last sixteen years of his life among unlettered Coptic peasants in the harsh Egyptian desert, one observed: "God cannot be grasped by the mind. If he could be grasped he would not be God." “
This is Trinity Sunday, the day we try to describe God, and eventually we say that God is too much for us to explain. But still we name God, and we call on God, even if we cannot define him. 160 times in this short worship service. We may not be able to define the Trinity. We may not be able to explain God. But like the 2 year old, we know what it is to be “child of God, sealed by the Spirit in baptism, and belong to Jesus Christ forever.” Even if we never come up with a good definition, even if we never commit the Athanasian Creed to memory, we can still proclaim that we are God’s, and God knows who we are. Amen.
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Sermon-Pentecost-May 27, 2012-Native Language/Our own language
The Cloud of Unknowing, "O God, our great companion, lead us ever more deeply into the mystery of your life and ours, that we may be faithful interpreters of Life to each other, through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen."
Today is the 50th day of Easter, the feast of Pentecost. “In Italy, rose petals will be dropped from the ceilings of cathedrals to recall the tongues of fire. In France, trumpets will sound to evoke the mighty wind,” In Estonia and Finland eggs are dyed as at Easter because their hens (supposedly) don’t lay eggs until this time. In Germany the day is called “Pfingsten” and pink and red peonies, called “Whitsun roses”, are the symbols along with the birch trees. The English refer to the holiday as Whitsunday with reference to the white garments worn on Pentecost by the newly baptized. Some churches lower a carved dove into the congregation and call this “swinging the Holy Ghost”. and here at Trinity we wear red.
I was at a meeting of clergy recently where we were talking about the first lesson, the important one that describes the first Christian Pentecost. And someone pointed out how often we hear about the Spirit speaking in the “Native tongue or language” . It’s referred to twice and then it comes up again “in our own languages”. The Spirit spoke to all these people gathered in that upper room in a way they recognized-in a way that made sense to them. All these people heard “God’s deeds of power” in a way that changed them. That’s the key. The Holy Spirit didn’t just come-it spoke to a wide variety of people in a way they understood. Have you ever had someone tell you about some incredibly powerful life changing experience that happened to them, and you’re sitting there wondering why that would change someone’s life? It didn’t translate for you-it didn’t connect with what changes you. You think to yourself, “that changed your life?”
Do you know what your native language is? How do God’s deeds of power speak to you? When I listened to these clergy talking about “native languages” it dawned on me that what is powerful in my life-might not be so in yours-and vice versa. I hear that from people in church all the time. “You know, I listened to your emotional sermon today-and it didn’t touch me at all.” Yeah, I understand. In this first lesson from Acts, the Holy Spirit came as wind, it came as tongues of fire. It came as the ability to understand God. This story describes several different ways people could be touched by God-not just in one way. Do you know your native language? Do you know how God talks to you? What are the ways God’s deeds of power speak to you?
In his book "The Kingdom of God is a Party," Tony Campolo tells of a time when he spoke in Honolulu. Because of the time difference between Hawaii and the mainland, Campolo was wide awake and hungry at 3:30 a.m. He found a little greasy spoon diner, and as he sat finishing his coffee, several women came in who had just gotten off work. He knew they were prostitutes.
They sat down near him, and one of the women, Agnes, mentioned to her companions that tomorrow was her birthday. This didn't mean much to any of them and they chastised her for mentioning it in hopes of getting a present or party. She replied that she had never had a party.
After they left Compolo asked the diner owner, Harry, about these women and found that they showed up each night about this time. Compolo asked him if he would help him. Harry agreed.
The next evening the place was filled with decorations and when Agnes and her group arrived everyone sang "Happy Birthday." She was so overjoyed that she cried when she was asked to blow out the candles. When it came time to cut the cake, she begged to take it home.
After she left, Campolo led the group in prayer for Agnes and for the other women. They didn't know that he was a minister, and they asked at what type of church he preached. Campolo replied that it was a church that gives birthday parties for prostitutes, the church of Jesus Christ.
Who would have thought that a birthday party could be a deed of power? Do you know your native language? Do you know how God can best show you acts of power?
How does the Spirit speak to you? What deeds of power have you witnessed?
Barbara Brown Taylor says this about the disciples: “Before Pentecost, the disciples were dense, timid bumblers who fled at the least sign of trouble. Afterwards, they were fearless leaders. They healed the sick and cast out demons. They went to jail gladly, where they sang hymns until the walls fell down.” Here’s the thing, the Holy Spirit came and spoke to them in a language that they heard-their native tongue.
Tom Long tells this story about going to church on Pentecost many years ago:
I never will forget the Pentecost Sunday years ago when my family and I were at worship. My children were very small then; and on this particular Pentecost Sunday, the minister had decided to infuse a little drama into the reading of the Pentecost story in the Book of Acts. When he got to that part of the story about the wind blowing with a great sound, that was the secret cue for someone in the choir loft to turn on a tape recorder at top volume with the sound of a hurricane wind. My children were already a little bored by that point in the service, lazily coloring on their bulletins with crayons, but when the loud sound of that wind kicked up, they snapped to attention and began looking around the sanctuary.
When the minister read that part of the story about tongues of fire landing on people's heads, there were people planted in the congregation who had hidden in their purses and coat pockets little red, flashy pom-poms, which they now pulled out and started waving above their heads. When the minister got to the part about the apostles speaking in other languages some people in the congregation, some of them from Europe, some from Asia, some from Africa, stood up and began to speak in their own native tongues. At this point, of course, my children were practically standing on the pew and looking around. When the minister finished reading the passage, the choir began to lead us in a gentle rendition of "Breathe on me, Breath of God, fill me with life anew." And then we settled in (or so we thought) to hear the sermon, when suddenly a man stood up in the balcony and laughed rudely and raucously at the congregation, saying, "They must be drunk on new wine!" My children, now far from being bored, were beside themselves with excitement. When we left worship that day, my son David, who was just a little boy then, turned to me and said, "Wow, Dad! That was really church!"
It’s a good day to be a little over the top, a little excessive. It’s a good day for some drama and noise and commotion. Today is the day that we tell the story that God comes as spirit and speaks to each of us in ways that we can understand. God shows us deeds of power in ways that touch each of us-in our own way. It’s a good day to talk loudly and listen intensely and to look around. Today we hear that God speaks to each of us in a way that we will understand-and shows us how we are supposed to be church. Today is the day we hear God speaking to us each-in our own language. Amen.
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Sermon-7 Easter B-May 20, 2012 “I’ll Be Praying For You”
The Cloud of Unknowing, "O God, our great companion, lead us ever more deeply into the mystery of your life and ours, that we may be faithful interpreters of Life to each other, through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen."
When do you say these words “I’ll be praying for you”? Or when does someone say them to you? Most of the time when I hear these words spoken, it’s almost always because there is nothing more that we can do. And almost always “I’ll be praying for you” are the last words we say, when we can’t say anything more.
Today is the last Sunday of Easter. It’s been 6 weeks, 43 days since Easter Sunday. According to the Book of Acts, on the 40th day, last Thursday, Jesus went to heaven-and left his \ his friends. It was a sad moment for Jesus’ closest companions. In the book of Acts, you hear how the disciples decided that one of the first things that they had to do was build their number back up to 12, now that Judas was gone. And so they rolled dice to see who would get the “honor” of being a disciple-and ultimately, a martyr.
Make no mistake about it, when Jesus left his friends-they were alone, uncertain, and helpless. They didn’t know what to do, where to go, or who to be. I’ve been there. Several times in my life. It doesn’t matter how many times I have been rescued in the past-I always think, “oh no, I’m in it, now-what am I going to do?” And they must have felt that way, too.
In today’s gospel, Jesus is saying to his friends –“I’m praying for you. I told you before that chapters 13-17 in the gospel of John were known as “The long sermon”. The 17th chapter, today’s gospel, is called “The High Priestly Prayer” and it’s as if we are standing outside the window, eavesdropping, as Jesus prays to his Father. It is intimate, and intense. Basically, he’s asking God to take care of his friends, because he no longer can. Just like you or I would, if we thought we were leaving those we love. “”I’ll be praying for you.”
In 2000 an anonymous minister on the Desperate Preacher Site wrote this: “ This prayer that is prayed by Jesus to his Father on our behalf is one that can encourage believers today. We need the encouraging word today just as much as his first hearers needed them. ---The encouraging words that he says.--We belong to Christ thus we belong to God. Even though his immediate disciples were slow in understanding... now they understand and believe and He ask[s] God to protect them, to unite them, to sanctify them in the truth, and to place the joy that Jesus has in his heart into theirs. With all of God’s protection and Christ[‘s] joy then he commissions them and sends them into the world as God sent him. It is as if Christ words jump forward in time and he is speaking directly to us and is still praying that prayer even today.” LPinPA
Jesus asks God that his friends be one, unified, together, one body. He asks his father that they be full of joy. He pleads with God, that God protect them from all that is evil in the world, and finally, Jesus says, “ God, I am putting them out there-just as you put me out there.” How hard that had to be for Jesus. Praying for protection, joy, defending them from evil-all this sounds normal. All this is what you or I may write in a letter to friends before leaving them. But Jesus says to God I am sending them into the world-like you sent me. No wonder Jesus is closing with this fervent prayer for protection. His friends will be following him, going down the same path, expecting much the same consequences as he.
You understand, Jesus knows that his life is near an end. He knows that he will be confronting the powers the next day. He knows what may happen. And he asks that they, the people he loves, be sent to do the same thing he is being asked to do. Does this sound, like an odd final prayer to you? Can you imagine turning to your family, the people you are closest to in the world, and as you are dying, and praying that they go your same life, do the same things you did? Jesus wants them to follow him-even if it means all the way to death. We believe that 11 of the 12 disciples, including Matthias, all died martyr’s deaths.
This is Jesus closing prayer. Protect them, fill them with joy, give them power, and may they be sent into the world as I was. This last night of Jesus’ life, the disciples, these friends, had no idea what Jesus was talking about. They didn’t know that he would be dying the next day. They had to reconstruct this prayer years later after everything had happened. But that night of the Last Supper, they were at the end of 3 years of talking, teaching, walking together.
How often have you been lost? How often have you felt alone? Really alone? How often have you felt like you’re in a foreign land, friendless, and you were unsure which way to go? That’s the Sunday after the Ascension. Jesus is leaving his friends for the final time. First he died. Then came Easter, and his risen presence with his disciples for 40 days. And now they are alone. Again. And they have to face a future, without their companion, without their guide, without their friend. They must have felt even more abandoned than they had after the crucifixion.
To me, Ascension Sunday has always been one of the saddest days of the church year-like Palm Sunday and Good Friday-because it’s all about leaving, it’s all about good bye. We’ve all been there: uncertain, lost, alone. That’s what this Sunday, for me, has always been. The people/person we depended on are/is gone. For me, today has always been a time in between-a time of waiting. Jesus leaves but before he goes, he prays for his friends,
David Lose, the professor of preaching wrote this about today’s “high priestly prayer”: ask folks what they want Jesus to be praying for them right now. We don't get any sense that we'll be taken out of this world, or that all our problems will suddenly vanish, or that being a faithful Christian will be easy. But in light of that, what do we want Jesus to know, what do we need, what do we want Jesus to pray for [us]? Is it patience to be a better parent or friend? Is it encouragement amid a difficult chapter of our lives? Is it courage to stand up to a bully in the classroom or befriend a friendless kid at school? Is it joy in the face of the loss of a parent or the end of a relationship? Is it hope when we feel like we've got no options left? Is it companionship at a time of loneliness? Is it healing of body, mind, or spirit? Is it forgiveness...or the ability to forgive another? What? What do you want -- what do we want -- Jesus to know about and pray for?”
Today’s gospel is at the end of the Last Supper. Jesus is preparing to leave his friends. And so he prays. He says these last sad, intense, intimate words for his fiends. He prays for them that they follow him in the same journey that he has taken. He does not pray that they be safe and careful. He prays that his Father will give them what they need for their journey.
We, too have been scared-alone-fearful-uncertain. We, too, have been lost, unsure what direction to go. This is the last Sunday of the Easter season. We remember that Jesus left his friends on the 40th day, and we read aloud this prayer as we remember his last night on earth. It is a painful, difficult, heart wrenching prayer. It is Jesus saying, Father, I pray for my friends, I can’t help them any more. Father, give them what they need for their journey, keep them strong, help them to be one, and most of all Father, help them to know that when they pray-I am with them.
What do you want -- what do we want -- Jesus to know about and pray for, for us? Amen.
John 17:6-19
17:6 "I have made your name known to those whom you gave me from the world. They were yours, and you gave them to me, and they have kept your word.
17:7 Now they know that everything you have given me is from you;
17:8 for the words that you gave to me I have given to them, and they have received them and know in truth that I came from you; and they have believed that you sent me.
17:9 I am asking on their behalf; I am not asking on behalf of the world, but on behalf of those whom you gave me, because they are yours.
17:10 All mine are yours, and yours are mine; and I have been glorified in them.
17:11 And now I am no longer in the world, but they are in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them in your name that you have given me, so that they may be one, as we are one.
17:12 While I was with them, I protected them in your name that you have given me. I guarded them, and not one of them was lost except the one destined to be lost, so that the scripture might be fulfilled.
17:13 But now I am coming to you, and I speak these things in the world so that they may have my joy made complete in themselves.
17:14 I have given them your word, and the world has hated them because they do not belong to the world, just as I do not belong to the world.
17:15 I am not asking you to take them out of the world, but I ask you to protect them from the evil one.
17:16 They do not belong to the world, just as I do not belong to the world.
17:17 Sanctify them in the truth; your word is truth.
17:18 As you have sent me into the world, so I have sent them into the world.
17:19 And for their sakes I sanctify myself, so that they also may be sanctified in truth.
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