Sermons and thoughts on faith on Scripture from my time at Old Presbyterian Meeting House and Falls Church Presbyterian Church, plus sermons and postings from "Pastor James," my blog while pastor at Boulevard Presbyterian in Columbus, OH.
Saturday, June 3, 2017
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
The Best of Us - The Worst of Us
When I was a little boy, my father often played the folk music that had become popular in late fifties and early sixties. I grew up listening to Peter, Paul, and Mary, Joan Baez, and a group called the Weavers. They were from an earlier era but had been "rediscovered" in the folk music resurgence.
One particular song from the Weavers made an impression on me, a Woody Guthrie ballad entitled "The Sinking of the Reuben James." It was about a US ship sunk by German U-boats during World War II. Guthrie wrote the song during the war, but the version I learned from the Weavers, sung in 1960, had an added verse at the end.
In today's gospel reading, Jesus sends "the seventy" out on a mission trip. As he instructs them for their work he says, "See, I am sending you out like lambs into the midst of wolves."Clearly this is more than colorful speech, more than metaphor.
It is difficult to make sense of such a world, to understand how it is that the worst create pain and conflict, while the very best suffer and die as a result. We do not want it to be that way. Sometimes we insist it is not that way. That is why it is so tempting to "blame the victim," to imagine that people somehow deserve their suffering, their tragedy, their poverty, their loss.
Of course Jesus is the perfect example of that not being so. He is the innocent one who suffers at the hands of the guilty. He is killed for doing what is right, just as the two men in Portland were. In a very real sense, Ricky Best and Taliesin Namkai-Meche embodied Christ in a way that many who speak in Christ's name so often fail to do. That these two men gave themselves for someone who happens to be Muslim, a person many Christians feel free to hate, only makes their incarnation of God's love that much more poignant.
I am heartened to hear so many people speak of Best and Namkai-Meche as heroes, as the best of humanity and American values. And yet, all too often, we prefer the ways and methods of the worst of us. We prefer the way of power and force and intimidation. We prefer to look for a reason that the other does not deserve our help. We prefer to look the other way in the face of suffering rather than risk ourselves to help, a tendency that only grows stronger the more different the other is from us.
In this time when hate is seeing a resurgence, when many feel freed to demonize the other based on their politics or faith or color or orientation or birthplace, I wonder if the tragic events in Portland last week might not have some small measure of redemptive power. If we can indeed embrace the actions of Ricky Best and Taliesin Namkai-Meche as the best of us, as a model we are all called to emulate, then perhaps their deaths will serve some lasting purpose.
Click to learn more about the lectionary.
One particular song from the Weavers made an impression on me, a Woody Guthrie ballad entitled "The Sinking of the Reuben James." It was about a US ship sunk by German U-boats during World War II. Guthrie wrote the song during the war, but the version I learned from the Weavers, sung in 1960, had an added verse at the end.
Many years have passed since those brave men are goneI thought of those lyrics as I read about the heroes killed in Portland when they came to the aid of a Muslim woman being accosted by a white-supremacist. Two of the best in our society died at the hands of one of the worst. They died precisely because they did what was right, because they stood up to evil.
Those cold, icy waters, they're still and they're calm
Many years have passed and still I wonder why
The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die
In today's gospel reading, Jesus sends "the seventy" out on a mission trip. As he instructs them for their work he says, "See, I am sending you out like lambs into the midst of wolves."Clearly this is more than colorful speech, more than metaphor.
It is difficult to make sense of such a world, to understand how it is that the worst create pain and conflict, while the very best suffer and die as a result. We do not want it to be that way. Sometimes we insist it is not that way. That is why it is so tempting to "blame the victim," to imagine that people somehow deserve their suffering, their tragedy, their poverty, their loss.
Of course Jesus is the perfect example of that not being so. He is the innocent one who suffers at the hands of the guilty. He is killed for doing what is right, just as the two men in Portland were. In a very real sense, Ricky Best and Taliesin Namkai-Meche embodied Christ in a way that many who speak in Christ's name so often fail to do. That these two men gave themselves for someone who happens to be Muslim, a person many Christians feel free to hate, only makes their incarnation of God's love that much more poignant.
I am heartened to hear so many people speak of Best and Namkai-Meche as heroes, as the best of humanity and American values. And yet, all too often, we prefer the ways and methods of the worst of us. We prefer the way of power and force and intimidation. We prefer to look for a reason that the other does not deserve our help. We prefer to look the other way in the face of suffering rather than risk ourselves to help, a tendency that only grows stronger the more different the other is from us.
In this time when hate is seeing a resurgence, when many feel freed to demonize the other based on their politics or faith or color or orientation or birthplace, I wonder if the tragic events in Portland last week might not have some small measure of redemptive power. If we can indeed embrace the actions of Ricky Best and Taliesin Namkai-Meche as the best of us, as a model we are all called to emulate, then perhaps their deaths will serve some lasting purpose.
Click to learn more about the lectionary.
Sunday, May 28, 2017
Sermon: Bigger Plans
Acts 1:1-14
Bigger Plans
James Sledge May
28, 2017
According
to the book of Acts, the risen Jesus hung out with the disciples for more than
a month after that first Easter, speaking with them about the kingdom of God.
Presumably he is continuing to teach his followers, just as he had done prior
to his arrest and crucifixion. No doubt it was easier for them to understand certain
things on this side of the resurrection.
Curiously,
there is nothing at all on the content of Jesus’ teachings. Nothing about what
Jesus said over those forty days besides the final instructions that we just
heard. I can only assume that means there was no new content. Jesus didn’t cover
any new ground. A refresher course, a bit of “Ok, now do you understand?” but
nothing that we’ve not already heard.
All
that makes the disciples’ question to Jesus even more startling. “Lord,
is this the time when you will restore the kingdom to Israel?” Really?
They’re still thinking about restoring Israel, about throwing out the Romans?
After all this they still think Jesus is a local Messiah, sent to rescue them from
their enemies? What a face palm moment.
I
don’t know if Jesus did face palms, but if he did, he must be doing them still.
His followers are still trying to turn Jesus into a Messiah who’s especially
concerned with their group. The Jesus I grew up with was a white, European guy,
and becoming a Christian was synonymous with acting like a white, European.
We’re a bit more sophisticated on this nowadays. We know that Jesus was Middle
Eastern and that faith transcends cultural divides. We know, as the Apostle
Paul said, there is no longer Jew or Greek, slave or free, male or female. All
are one in Christ Jesus, but we’re reasonably sure that becoming one means others
becoming more like us, preferring our style of music, worship, politics, and so
on.
Some
Christians are convinced that Jesus is especially worried about America. Some
of them voted for Donald Trump because they thought God would somehow use him
to restore the kingdom to America.
A
parochial, provincial view of what Jesus is about seems to be a perpetual
problem for the followers of Jesus. We’re forever imagining a Jesus, a God, who
is especially concerned with what concerns us, worried about what frightens us,
interested in helping us acquire whatever it is we want. Never mind how many
times Jesus says, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take
up their cross…”
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Bad Shepherds - Bad Budgets
Happy are those whose help is the God of Jacob,
whose hope is in the LORD their God,
who made heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them;
who keeps faith forever;
who executes justice for the oppressed;
who gives food to the hungry.
The LORD sets the prisoners free;
the LORD opens the eyes of the blind.
The LORD lifts up those who are bowed down;
the LORD loves the righteous.
The LORD watches over the strangers;
he upholds the orphan and the widow,
but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin.
whose hope is in the LORD their God,
who made heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them;
who keeps faith forever;
who executes justice for the oppressed;
who gives food to the hungry.
The LORD sets the prisoners free;
the LORD opens the eyes of the blind.
The LORD lifts up those who are bowed down;
the LORD loves the righteous.
The LORD watches over the strangers;
he upholds the orphan and the widow,
but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin.
Psalm 146:5-9
Often it is difficult to trust that the psalmist's words are true. Over and over the Bible speaks of God's special care for the poor and the weak. Over and over Jesus says the same, at times going so far as to speak of wealth as a curse. Not that we're much inclined to agree with him.
Now comes the first proposed budget from Donald Trump. Many evangelical Christians voted for the president, seeing him as someone who would advance a Christian agenda. If this budget -- one that gives huge tax cuts to the rich, financed by slashing programs for the sick and the poor -- is part of that Christian agenda, then clearly the term "Christian" does not refer to the ways of God or the teachings of Jesus.
I confess that I find faith in a God who is especially concerned for those who are poor, oppressed, hungry, strangers, or bowed down difficult to hold onto right now. I wish I were better at seeing the long view of things as Jesus could do, as the prophets could do. They could somehow look at a world struggling mightily against the ways of God and still have hope, still glimpse a day when the lowly were lifted up, when those Donald Trump calls "losers" were exalted.
And so right now, when my own words fail me, perhaps the best I can do is to borrow words from one of those prophets. Ezekiel spoke against the rulers, the shepherds of Israel. "Ah, you shepherds of Israel who have been feeding yourselves! Should not shepherds feed the sheep? You eat the fat, you clothe yourselves with the wool, you slaughter the fatlings; but you do not feed the sheep. You have not strengthened the weak, you have not healed the sick, you have not bound up the injured, you have not brought back the strayed, you have not sought the lost, but with force and harshness you have ruled them... Thus says the LORD GOD, I am against the shepherds."
What was it that allowed prophets to see such a day? What allowed Jesus to speak of the poor lifted up and the powerful brought down when he knew that the powerful would execute him?
O God, give me faith to see and speak the hope of your new day in Jesus. It seems so very far away.
Addendum: After writing this I was driving to the regular meeting of my presbytery, our regional governing council. I had another stop on the way and so travelled a different route than I typically use. It took me by the South African embassy with the statue of Nelson Mandela out front. Nelson Mandela, who was imprisoned for years by the shepherds of his nation, who surely despaired that he would die in prison. As I drove by that statue of Mandela, showing him walking out of prison with his fist raised in the air, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of hope, a nudge from God to keep looking to the horizon and the coming of God's new day.
Addendum: After writing this I was driving to the regular meeting of my presbytery, our regional governing council. I had another stop on the way and so travelled a different route than I typically use. It took me by the South African embassy with the statue of Nelson Mandela out front. Nelson Mandela, who was imprisoned for years by the shepherds of his nation, who surely despaired that he would die in prison. As I drove by that statue of Mandela, showing him walking out of prison with his fist raised in the air, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of hope, a nudge from God to keep looking to the horizon and the coming of God's new day.
Sunday, May 21, 2017
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Sermon: Construction Materials
1 Peter 2:2-10
Construction Materials
James Sledge May
14, 2017
When
I meet people for the first time on a Sunday, no one ever asks me that standard
question, “So what do you do?” But when I meet people outside of church I do
get asked that. Sometimes when I say that I’m a pastor people will respond,
“What church?” When I say “Falls Church Presbyterian,” it almost always elicits
a shrug. I have to tell them that we’re on East Broad Street, but usually,
that’s still not enough. Finally when I say that we’re the stone church just
down from Applebee’s, I finally get, “O yeah, I know where that is.” Sometimes
they’ll say something about how pretty it is.
We
do have a beautiful stone building, so it’s not surprising that people have
noticed it even if they’ve never actually read our name. Buildings are an
important part of most churches. When a new church first starts, it may meet in
school or a movie theater, but that’s temporary. Even before the first worship
service at the movie theater, people are thinking about plans to acquire land
and build a building.
For
many people, a church building is what makes it feel like church. That likely
explains why I get a fair number of phone calls from people who attend other
churches but want to get married here. Sometimes they’re at one of those
churches meeting in a movie theater. More often, their church has a building,
but it’s a contemporary space that doesn’t look like a church. For their
wedding, they want a church building that looks like a church.
Church
buildings are important and so we have a committee dedicated to our building
and grounds. That committee has to worry about keeping up all our buildings and
property, making sure there are plans for when we need a new roof or a new
boiler or have to repave the parking lot. It takes a lot of work and a lot of
money to keep all our buildings in good, working order.
Not
that anyone thinks church is just the buildings. Many of you likely know the
old rhyme where you form a church building with your hands and fingers. “Here’s
the church and here’s the steeple. Open the door and see all the people.”
Without those people, a beautiful church building would be nothing but a
museum.
That’s
why along with that committee that makes sure our buildings are well cared for,
there are other committees focused on what people do in the buildings. People
discuss and plan for worship, Sunday School programs, youth groups, mission
efforts such as our Welcome Table program, fellowship events, and much more.
As
important as buildings are – providing a place for worship, Sunday School,
youth groups, Welcome Table, etc. – who we are as a church is more about what
people here do.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
On Receiving Help and Love
The following was written for the upcoming church newsletter.
Dear Friends,
As some of you may well know, I
like to think of myself as strong and self-reliant. I’m convinced that I can
handle anything that comes my way. This has often served me well. During my
flying career an emergency didn’t rattle me. It was simply a problem to be
dealt with.
However, there is a significant
downside to my self-image. I can become very frustrated when I’m unable to do
something. There are plenty of things I know I’m not good at, but when I think
I should be able to do something but cannot, or do it poorly, I often beat
myself up pretty badly. To make matters worse, asking for help can feel like
failure. And so I’m not very good at either asking or receiving help.
That likely explains why only
after things got really bad, only after my wife had encouraged me for months,
did I seek help for a deepening sense of sadness, burnout, and depression. Even
then I hoped that a few sessions with a counselor would let me figure
everything out and quickly get back to “normal.” I certainly wouldn’t need
ongoing therapy or medication, a certainty that quickly disappeared.
I have a long way to go in
getting back to “normal,” whatever that is, but I hope I’m on the right path.
I’ll spare you any more details of what already feels to me like oversharing. I
felt compelled to share, however, for a couple of reasons. The first is that
I’m hardly the only person who puts off getting treatment for mental health
issues because it feels like admitting to failure or weakness. Perceptions have
changed in recent years, but there is still a stigma attached to mental
illness. I hope my sharing is one more small chip knocked out of that stigma.
I also see a faith dimension to
this. At a very basic level, Christian faith is about being open to receiving
help. Our Presbyterian/Reformed Tradition understands relationship with God and
faith itself as a gift freely given to us by a loving God. Jesus is the
embodiment of a love that is not earned but is simply received. One does not
merit or deserve it. Jesus doesn’t love me because I’m so lovable but because
God is so loving. But I tend to measure my own worth by what I accomplish. And
so I have trouble loving myself, much less believing that God could love me,
really love me.
Our society encourages a culture
of performance, and this emphasis on achievement seems only to be growing. We
began putting pressure on our children to perform, to do well, to engage in
“enrichment” activities and sports at an earlier and earlier age. No parent
means to say, “I’ll love you if you do well, if you are successful,” but no
doubt some of our children hear just such a message.
The church also gets caught up
in our culture of performance, but that is a distortion of the gospel. At its
heart, the gospel is and always has been counter-cultural. That is why is says
silly things such as the last shall be first, the poor are blessed, and being
part of God’s new day isn’t about more success but about letting go and
becoming more like a little child. (Children had little “worth” in Jesus’ day.)
As the church, we are called to
embody Christ and his gospel. That means being a community where people
experience the love of God that is not dependent on measures of performance or
success. That means being able to accept and love ourselves, and it means being
able to accept and love those around us whether or not they “deserve” it based
on our personal measures of success or worth. Perhaps there is no greater gift
we could give our children, our neighbors, or ourselves than to rest so fully
and completely in God’s boundless love in Christ that it transformed us into
agents of Christ-like love.
Grace and peace and love,
James
James
Monday, May 8, 2017
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Sermon: Becoming Christ
1 Corinthians 12:4-31 (May Renew Group reading)
Becoming Christ
James Sledge May
7, 2017
Today’s reading
does not come from the lectionary as it does most Sundays. This week we hear
the passage chosen to facilitate discussion among our congregation’s Renew Groups that are meeting in
members’ homes to discuss who we are as a congregation. This passage is from a
letter that addresses a congregation experiencing tensions and divisions. Paul
has just chastised them for the way they do Lord’s Supper, introducing the
notion of “discerning the body” in that meal. Now he continues to use this
image of “the body” as he discusses spiritual gifts.
Most
all of us have things that we’re good at, some sort of gifts or talents. That’s
not to say that the world recognizes all talents as equals. If your talent is
throwing a football, designing software applications, or doing intricate
surgery, that may bring you a great deal of income and prestige. But if your
talent is teaching young children, carpentry, or growing a lovely garden, you
will likely not have such lucrative career options.
Of
course we don’t value gifts and talents just from a financial standpoint.
Sometimes we just wish we had a certain talent. There are many talents I
admire, but the one that makes me envious is musical talent. I love music and
wish I were more musical. I tried to play guitar when I was young, but I just
don’t have much talent, and I’m a little jealous of those who do.
The
notion that some talents are better than others or more desirable than others
shows up pretty much everywhere, including at church. Different congregations
have different pecking orders. In one, deep biblical knowledge and teaching
ability might be greatly esteemed. In another it is a beautiful singing voice.
In another, certain leadership skills, and in another, gifts for caring and
nurturing community. Often you can tell a good bit about a congregation by the
sorts of gifts that get you noticed or admired.
I
suppose it’s only natural that certain gifts are more esteemed. Some are in
short supply and harder to find. If a congregation really values the role of
music in worship, musical talent is going to be at more of a premium than in a
congregation where music is less emphasized.
However
this can lead to problems. A hierarchy of gifts can develop that divides a
congregation into actors and spectators. Some people are happy just to be
spectators, but many want something more. It’s hard to feel really a part of
community if you don’t feel like you contribute to it in any significant way.
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Easter Sermon: A Visit to the Cemetery
Matthew 28:1-10
A Visit to the Cemetery
James Sledge April
16, 2017, Resurrection of the Lord
I
suppose it’s something of a stereotype. The women are the ones still trying to
care for Jesus. There’s not much they can do, but they can at least go to the
cemetery. They’d been briefly on Friday, but the Sabbath had interrupted, and
they are observant Jews. Now, with the Sabbath over and morning breaking, they
head there again.
I’m
not sure where the men are. They’ve been AWOL since Thursday night, running
away when Jesus was arrested. Peter makes a brief appearance outside the home
of the high priest but denies knowing Jesus when people think they recognize
him, and he’s not been seen since. Perhaps the men are in hiding, fearful that
they could be arrested as well.
Or
perhaps they’re upset and angry at how things played out. A week ago they were
on cloud nine. They had visions of being part of Jesus’ cabinet with he took
power. Yes, he had spoken repeatedly about a cross, but Jesus often talked in
riddles. They had bet that Jesus was different from all those other Messiahs
who appeared and then got executed by the Romans. But now he was dead. Some of
them probably felt Jesus had let them down.
Regardless
of where the men are, two women named Mary head to the cemetery early on a
spring morning. Perhaps they stopped at the local Safeway to pick up some
flowers. That’s the sort of thing you do when you visit a cemetery.
Most
of you have probably made such a visit, perhaps taken some flowers, too. It’s
a perfectly normal sort of thing to do.
People do it all the time. People also go to cemeteries just to be there. They
are quiet, peaceful places, often garden-like. There may be benches where you
can sit and meditate.
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Sunday, April 9, 2017
Sermon: Be Like Jesus
Philippians 2:1-11 (Matthew 21:1-11)
Be Like Jesus
James Sledge April
9, 2017
When
I was a young boy, my grandmother would sometimes sew matching Easter sport
coats for me and my younger brother. There are pictures of the two of us in our
pastel shorts, plaid jackets, and bow ties. Some years the Easter baskets made
the picture as well.
I’m
talking about Easter a week early because when I was a kid, Palm Sunday and
Easter pretty much ran into one another. Palm Sunday was when you started the
pre-Easter celebration. The new sport coats and ties and Easter dresses would
have to wait another week, but on Palm Sunday we got to wave our palm branches
and parade around, pre-game festivities before the big event.
I’m
sure I learned about the Last Supper, Jesus’ arrest, and the cross. They must have come up in Sunday school. Plus the Lord’s
Suppers that happened four times a year were mostly focused on Jesus’
sacrifice. But for me, Holy Week started with a parade, and then, next stop,
Easter baskets and candy and new clothes and an overflowing church singing and
celebrating. From one celebration to the next.
If
only there were not a cross between this Sunday and next. That would make this
whole Easter business so much easier. Christianity without a cross would be so much
more fun. The crowds in Jerusalem who shout, “Hosanna to the Son of David! could
just keep shouting. They could join me in exchanging their palms for Easter
baskets and new sport coats.
But
it turns out there is a cross, and the crowds don’t much care for it. Jesus was
supposed to rescue them, throw out the Romans, make their lives better, put the
Democrats or the Republicans in power, depending on how you read your scriptures.
But Jesus gets himself arrested and by Friday the crowd is shouting, “Let
him be crucified!”
We
have an advantage over the crowds. We’ve seen how this movie ends so we can
just stay away on Thursday and Friday if we want. We can skip the cross and
exchange our palms for Easter baskets and new Easter outfits.
But
not if Paul has anything to say about it. What a spoilsport. Just because
following Jesus has gotten him beaten, run out of town, and imprisoned more
times than he can count, he seems to think that all Jesus’ followers need to
embrace the cross.
Of
course Jesus says the same thing, says that no one can be his follower without
taking up their cross. He’s pretty insistent on that point, but his own disciples
run when Jesus gets arrested. They didn’t yell, “Let him be crucified!” like
the crowds, but like the crowds, they hoped to exchange palms for Easter
baskets and new sport coats.
Monday, April 3, 2017
Slaying Our Villains
The disciples want Jesus to tell them who is to blame for the man’s blindness. Being blind presents significant challenges to people in our day, but in Jesus’ day, blindness typically meant begging to survive. Obviously such a situation must have been the result of someone’s failure. And so the disciples ask if it was the man’s sin or his parents.
We’ve got other options. This person is poor because he won’t apply himself. That person is on drugs because her moral character is lacking. There are terrorists because Islam is evil. Things are bad because of the Democrats, or is it the Republicans? Him or his parents?
Reasons and explanations make for a more orderly world. It’s nice to know that this action tends to lead to that outcome. It helps us make better decisions and to learn from our mistakes. But we humans have a bad tendency to think we know more than we do. We over generalize when it suits us. “I’ve worked hard and done well for myself. Therefor hard work gets people ahead, and people in poverty are there because they are lazy.” Our generalizing is even true now and then, which only makes it more enticing.
I should add that this problem is totally non-partisan. It simply takes different forms depending on one’s point of view. We all have different villains that we blame for “how things are.” Perhaps our villain is a breakdown of morality or perhaps it is corporate greed and malfeasance. Perhaps it is the One Percent or perhaps it is the welfare state.
Often there is enough evidence to convince some that our villain is THE cause. And we agree that the only solution is to slay our villain. Whatever problem we are considering, we tend to approach it like the disciples when they saw the blind man. We look for villains. And very often the question of whose fault it is becomes so consuming that we forget to ask, “What can we do to help?”
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We’ve got other options. This person is poor because he won’t apply himself. That person is on drugs because her moral character is lacking. There are terrorists because Islam is evil. Things are bad because of the Democrats, or is it the Republicans? Him or his parents?
Reasons and explanations make for a more orderly world. It’s nice to know that this action tends to lead to that outcome. It helps us make better decisions and to learn from our mistakes. But we humans have a bad tendency to think we know more than we do. We over generalize when it suits us. “I’ve worked hard and done well for myself. Therefor hard work gets people ahead, and people in poverty are there because they are lazy.” Our generalizing is even true now and then, which only makes it more enticing.
I should add that this problem is totally non-partisan. It simply takes different forms depending on one’s point of view. We all have different villains that we blame for “how things are.” Perhaps our villain is a breakdown of morality or perhaps it is corporate greed and malfeasance. Perhaps it is the One Percent or perhaps it is the welfare state.
Often there is enough evidence to convince some that our villain is THE cause. And we agree that the only solution is to slay our villain. Whatever problem we are considering, we tend to approach it like the disciples when they saw the blind man. We look for villains. And very often the question of whose fault it is becomes so consuming that we forget to ask, “What can we do to help?”
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Sunday, April 2, 2017
Sermon: You Are the Ones
Matthew 5:13-16 (April Renew Group reading)
You Are the Ones
James Sledge April
2, 2017
Today’s gospel
reading does not come from the lectionary as it does most Sundays. This week we
hear the passage chosen to facilitate discussion among our congregation’s Renew Groups that are meeting in
members’ homes and discussing who we are as a congregation. This passage is a
portion of the so-called Sermon on the Mount found in Matthew 5:1 – 7:29. These
teachings come immediately after the Beatitudes.
Today’s
gospel reading is a small portion of what is usually called “The Sermon on the Mount.”
I’m not sure that’s the best title. Jesus isn’t really preaching; he’s
teaching. Here’s how Matthew describes the scene. When Jesus saw the crowds, he
went up the mountain; and after he sat down, his disciples came to him. Then he
began to speak and taught them saying… What follows are the Beatitudes,
then our verses for this morning and then much more after that.
Jesus
is teaching his disciples, but they are not the only ones who hear. The crowds
are there as well. Jesus may not be speaking directly to them, but they still overhear.
Do they think Jesus is also speaking to them as they listen in?
These
crowds aren’t followers, aren’t disciples. They’re curious and intrigued. They may
hope Jesus can cure their ailments or help in some other way. But as they listen
in from a distance, standing at the back of the church with one foot still
outside the sanctuary, it’s not clear what will come of their encounter with
Jesus.
Jesus
has just offered his strange list of those who are blessed, favored by God: the
poor in spirit, those who mourn, the meek and the merciful, the peacemakers and
those who are persecuted. The very last blessing shifts from “Blessed are,” to
“Blessed are you…” “Blessed are you when people
revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on
my account,” says Jesus. After all, that’s what happened to
the prophets before you.
And
then, in the verses we just heard, Jesus doubles down on that word “you.” “You
are the salt of the earth.” But that translation doesn’t really capture
the force of what Jesus says. Jesus literally uses a double “you,” and maybe a
better way to render this in English would be “You are the ones who are the
salt of the earth… You are the ones who are the light of the world.”
All
of these yous are plural by the way.
“You all are the ones… You guys are the ones.” Obviously the disciples seated
around Jesus hear him saying that they are “the ones,” but what about the
crowds? What about those on the edges listening in? What about those at the
back of the sanctuary? What about those who are thinking about bringing a child
to Vacation Bible School? What about those who like Christianity and the idea
of Jesus but are not involved in any sort of ministry or mission? Is Jesus
speaking to them?
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Sermon video: Drawn to the Water
Unfortunately, the camera does not capture the work of the young women playing Jesus and the Samaritan woman.
Audios of sermons and worship available on the FCPC website.
Audios of sermons and worship available on the FCPC website.
Monday, March 27, 2017
God the Cheerleader
I saw a Facebook post the other day suggesting that many Christians suffer from “functional atheism.” By this the writer meant that our professed beliefs don’t translate into any concrete trust that God’s power is somehow with those who follow Jesus. Rather we imagine that nothing can happen unless we do it. I think this problem is pronounced among pastors. I know it afflicts me.
One reason that some pastors don't pray as often as you might expect; prayer isn’t seen as productive. It doesn’t actually accomplish anything visible. I suspect that many congregations would be uncomfortable with a pastor who announced, “I will be secluded in prayer for a few hours every afternoon.” But pastors’ own notions of what is productive may have more to do with infrequent prayer. When there is a lot to get done, it can feel like wasting time.
It feels like wasted time because we’re shaped by a culture that values production, efficiency, and busyness. But on a deeper faith level, this feeling emerges from a suspicion that God can’t really be counted on. Yes, the Bible has stories about the Holy Spirit empowering followers to do amazing things on Christ’s behalf, but how likely is that?
It is not as popular as it once was, but I’ve often heard the stories of Jesus feeding the multitudes explained as miracles of sharing. John’s gospel speaks of “signs” rather than miracles, and he tells of Jesus feeding 5000 in a manner that does not lend it self to sharing interpretations. Not only are there twelve baskets of leftovers, but the crowd witnessing it is ready to crown Jesus king because of this momentous event.
It’s a little hard to imagine that the crowd acts as they do because Jesus convinced them to share the lunches they had hidden under the cloaks, argued persuasively that there was enough for all if everyone pitched in. This, however, has not stopped preachers and scholars from suggesting that this is exactly what happened. There was always enough food, but people worried they’d be mobbed by the unprepared folks in the crowd if they revealed the lunch tucked in their pockets.
I suppose it would be no small feat convincing folks to share when they’re worried that revealing their meager provisions could turn the crowd into a hungry mob. Still, if that’s the best Jesus can do, if that’s all God has – a convincing argument – well no wonder people don’t expect God to do much of anything.
For those of us who feel called to be the Church, to be the body of Christ in the world, surely we must expect more from God than a little cheerleading from the sidelines. I’ve never been clear on just how the mix of human agency and divine power works, but very often I’ve acted as though it all falls to the human side. If the pastor isn’t good enough, if the youth leader isn’t good enough, if the lay leaders are committed enough, and on and on, then nothing much is going to happen.
The humans look like the only gods in this sort of story. Perhaps we will scrounge up enough to give everyone a taste, but it’s hard to imagine everyone full and twelve overflowing baskets remaining.
Click to learn more about the lectionary.
One reason that some pastors don't pray as often as you might expect; prayer isn’t seen as productive. It doesn’t actually accomplish anything visible. I suspect that many congregations would be uncomfortable with a pastor who announced, “I will be secluded in prayer for a few hours every afternoon.” But pastors’ own notions of what is productive may have more to do with infrequent prayer. When there is a lot to get done, it can feel like wasting time.
It feels like wasted time because we’re shaped by a culture that values production, efficiency, and busyness. But on a deeper faith level, this feeling emerges from a suspicion that God can’t really be counted on. Yes, the Bible has stories about the Holy Spirit empowering followers to do amazing things on Christ’s behalf, but how likely is that?
It is not as popular as it once was, but I’ve often heard the stories of Jesus feeding the multitudes explained as miracles of sharing. John’s gospel speaks of “signs” rather than miracles, and he tells of Jesus feeding 5000 in a manner that does not lend it self to sharing interpretations. Not only are there twelve baskets of leftovers, but the crowd witnessing it is ready to crown Jesus king because of this momentous event.
It’s a little hard to imagine that the crowd acts as they do because Jesus convinced them to share the lunches they had hidden under the cloaks, argued persuasively that there was enough for all if everyone pitched in. This, however, has not stopped preachers and scholars from suggesting that this is exactly what happened. There was always enough food, but people worried they’d be mobbed by the unprepared folks in the crowd if they revealed the lunch tucked in their pockets.
I suppose it would be no small feat convincing folks to share when they’re worried that revealing their meager provisions could turn the crowd into a hungry mob. Still, if that’s the best Jesus can do, if that’s all God has – a convincing argument – well no wonder people don’t expect God to do much of anything.
For those of us who feel called to be the Church, to be the body of Christ in the world, surely we must expect more from God than a little cheerleading from the sidelines. I’ve never been clear on just how the mix of human agency and divine power works, but very often I’ve acted as though it all falls to the human side. If the pastor isn’t good enough, if the youth leader isn’t good enough, if the lay leaders are committed enough, and on and on, then nothing much is going to happen.
The humans look like the only gods in this sort of story. Perhaps we will scrounge up enough to give everyone a taste, but it’s hard to imagine everyone full and twelve overflowing baskets remaining.
Click to learn more about the lectionary.
Sunday, March 26, 2017
Sermon: Hearing and Seeing
John 9:1-41
Hearing and Seeing
James Sledge March
26, 2017
John’s gospel is often misunderstood and misused by
modern Christians who do not realize that John writes to Jewish Christians. His
congregation is in conflict with synagogue leaders who threaten to throw them
out over their non-orthodox beliefs. When John speaks disparagingly of “the
Jews,” he does not use the term literally (true of many terms in John). It refers
only to those powers-that-be who are threatening his community.
As he walked along, (Jesus) saw a man
blind from birth. 2His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this
man or his parents, that he was born blind?” 3Jesus answered,
“Neither this man nor his parents sinned; he was born blind so that God’s works
might be revealed in him. 4We must work the works of him who sent me
while it is day; night is coming when no one can work. 5As long as I
am in the world, I am the light of the world.” 6When he had said
this, he spat on the ground and made mud with the saliva and spread the mud on
the man’s eyes, 7saying to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam”
(which means Sent). Then he went and washed and came back able to see. 8The
neighbors and those who had seen him before as a beggar began to ask, “Is this
not the man who used to sit and beg?” 9Some were saying, “It is he.”
Others were saying, “No, but it is someone like him.” He kept saying, “I am the
man.” 10But they kept asking him, “Then how were your eyes opened?” 11He
answered, “The man called Jesus made mud, spread it on my eyes, and said to me,
‘Go to Siloam and wash.’ Then I went and washed and received my sight.” 12They
said to him, “Where is he?” He said, “I do not know.”
“Why
is this man blind?” ask the disciples. “What caused this?” Of course they
already have assumptions about the causes. When they look at that blind man,
they see him in a certain light.
“Whose
fault is it that this man is blind?” It must be someone’s fault. There’s some
reason that the only way he can survive is to stand on a street corner begging,
like those people with their signs that I pass all the time in my car. Who’s
fault is it?
The
disciples look at the world and see it a certain way, and so they see a man who
deserves his fate in some way, at least indirectly. If he hadn’t caused the
problem himself, he was the product of bad family background.
Jesus
seems not to see the world the same way the disciples do, that I do. He shows
little interest in determining fault, but he does see an opportunity to show
God’s love moving in the world, to be light in the darkness while there is the
chance.
It’s
an odd interaction. There’s spit and mud and a command. “Go to Siloam and
wash.” The blind man hasn’t even asked Jesus for any help, but when Jesus
speaks to him, he does just as Jesus says. And then he can see. Regardless of
why he was born blind, regardless of why he’s there at Seven Corners with his
sign every day, this is a wonderful moment. He won’t have to beg any more.
Everyone that knows him will be celebrating.
But
many of his neighbors don’t seem to recognize him anymore. He looks vaguely
familiar, but he’s not a blind beggar. It must be someone else.
Way
back when I was in elementary school, a girl with some significant learning and
emotional challenges sat next to me. This was the 1960s, before there was much
sensitivity to such things. She had few friends and struggled to keep up in
class. It seemed likely she would have to repeat the grade.
One
day we had our weekly spelling test, and Cathy was excited because she had
spelled all ten words correctly. I knew better. I had seen her glancing at my
paper, and I told the teacher. The classmate behind me agreed, and the teacher
had her take the test again. She got them all correct again.
Sunday, March 19, 2017
Sermon: Drawn to the Water
John 4:5-42
Drawn to the Water
James Sledge March
19, 2017
In
this sermon, people playing the parts of Jesus and the Samaritan woman come to
the well. They speak the words spoken by these two while the pastor narrates
and offers some observations at several pauses in the action. As such the
scripture reading is woven into the sermon itself. The congregation joins in
reading the last verse of the scripture which also concludes the sermon.
So Jesus came to a Samaritan city called Sychar, near the plot of
ground that Jacob had given to his son Joseph.6Jacob’s well was
there, and Jesus, tired out by his journey, was sitting by the well. It was
about noon. (Jesus walks out and sits down.)
7A Samaritan woman came to draw water (Woman comes to the well.), and Jesus said to her, “Give me a drink.”
(8His disciples had gone to the city to buy food.) 9The
Samaritan woman said to him, “How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a
woman of Samaria?” (Jews do not share things in common with Samaritans.)
A Samaritan
woman. I’m not sure it is possible for us to
appreciate the force of these words. We have no experience with the enmity
between Jews and Samaritans or the status of women in Jesus’ day. But there are
those we’d rather not talk to if we met in a strange or unfamiliar place.
Perhaps our Samaritan woman, the one we don’t share things in common with, is a
black male, a Syrian refugee, an illegal alien, an unhinged conservative, a
raving liberal, a transgender woman.
That
doesn’t apply to Nicodemus, the last person Jesus met. He’s a respected,
educated, religious leader, a white Presbyterian of his day. He came to Jesus
in the dark of night, impressed and curious, but also wary. This unnamed woman,
an outsider many of us would rather not speak to, is approached by Jesus, a man
she has never heard of, because he is thirsty in the noonday heat and needs her
help.
10Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God, and who
it is that is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked him, and
he would have given you living water.” 11The woman said to him, “Sir,
you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water? 12Are
you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons
and his flocks drank from it?” 13Jesus said to her, “Everyone who
drinks of this water will be thirsty again, 14but those who drink of
the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will
give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.” 15The
woman said to him, “Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or
have to keep coming here to draw water.”
Living water. For Nicodemus the term was born again. In the gospel’s original language, both terms have double meanings.
The literal meanings speak of being born a second time or of fresh, flowing
water in contrast to that from a cistern. Figuratively they speak of being born
from above or of life-giving waters. Both Nicodemus and this woman hear Jesus
literally and so misunderstand him. For Nicodemus, this becomes a total
roadblock.
But
while this unnamed, female, outsider misunderstands as well, she remains open.
Something about her, her lack of religious certainty perhaps, her need for
water perhaps. “Sir, give me this water. I’m tired of being thirsty and I’m
tired of having to come back here over and over. I’m tired of the all the
drudgery and barely keeping my head above water. I’m tired of whatever I do not
being enough. Sir, whatever it is you have, please give it to me.”
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Monday, March 6, 2017
Sermon Video: Listening for Who We Are
Be warned. I have an extended coughing fit in this sermon.
Audios of sermons and worship available on the FCPC website.
Audios of sermons and worship available on the FCPC website.
Sunday, March 5, 2017
Sermon: Faith Prenups
Matthew 19:16-26
Faith Prenups
James Sledge March
5, 2017
I’ve
told this story before, but it’s a favorite of mine and, I hope, worth telling
again. It took place a long time ago in Birmingham, Alabama, where James Bryan
served as pastor at Third Presbyterian from 1889 until 1939. Over that time he
became an influential and beloved figure in the city. Everyone knew Brother
Bryan.
He
was noted as an evangelist, for work on racial reconciliation, and especially
for his work with the poor and homeless. There’s still a Brother Bryan Mission
in Birmingham, along with a Brother Bryan Park and a statue of him that’s a
well-known city landmark.
Bryan
thought of himself as pastor to everyone he met. One day he met a well to do
businessman, and in their conversations asked the man whether he was a tither.
The man was not familiar with this practice of giving the first 10 percent of one’s
income to God, so Brother Bryan launched into a stirring biblical argument for
tithing.
The
businessman responded, “Oh you don’t understand. I make a lot of money. Ten
percent would be a whole lot more than I could afford to give to a church.”
Brother
Bryan replied, “Well sir, I think we ought to pray about this.” He got down on
his knees and cried out to heaven, “Cut him down Lord, cut him down! Lord, please
reduce this man’s income so he can afford to tithe!”
I don’t know if this story really happened,
but I’m pretty sure it’s true. Many make a lot or have a lot that gets in the
way of being a disciple, just like the rich man who visits Jesus.
This
rich young man seems like a pretty good guy, the sort any church would want as
a member. He’s serious about the biblical commands, so unlike that businessman,
he did tithe. But like the businessman, there were things he could not let go
of. He wanted to follow Jesus, but he went away grieving. The thought of what
he would lose was just too much.
This
story has unnerved Jesus’ followers from the moment it happened. It might have
been an isolated story about one rich man except Jesus adds a blanket
statement. “Truly I tell you, it will be hard for a rich person to enter the
kingdom of heaven… it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle.”
This stuns the disciples. Like many of us, they think of wealth as a
blessing. But Jesus speaks of it as a curse.
A lot of time in a lot of sermons has
been spent trying to un-curse wealth, but the meager level of giving in many
churches suggests that clinging to our wealth is still a major hurdle for those
who would follow Jesus. But while a discipline of giving is critical for
anything resembling spiritual maturity, I’m not sure that’s what today’s
scripture is about.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Monday, February 27, 2017
Giving Love for Lent
It’s sometimes
referred to as the Shema, from the Hebrew word that begins the command. “Hear,
O Israel: The LORD is our God, the LORD alone. You shall love the LORD your God
with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your might.” This
verse from Deuteronomy is the one Jesus quotes when asked for the “greatest
commandment." He then pairs it with another from Leviticus. “You shall love your
neighbor as yourself.”
I wonder if either
command is really possible, but I’m especially doubtful about loving God with
all one’s heart, soul, and might. Do we ever really give our all to another? Think about the loving
relationships that you have been a part of. Was there not always some small
part of yourself that you held back? Can a psychologically healthy self be
maintained without some holding back of that self?
Perhaps I’m
nitpicking. No doubt God makes allowances for such limitations, but even then I
wonder about this command to love God with our all. I certainly don’t do it,
and in twenty plus years as a pastor, I’ve not run across anyone I thought was
close to pulling it off. Even taking into account the hyperbole typical of
biblical/Middle Eastern speech, what does it mean to fail so regularly to
keep what Jesus says is the most important commandment?
Of course we
Protestants have a long history of neglecting the commandment/obedience side of
faith. However it isn’t our theology that has led us astray so much as popular
thinking and practice. Our theology correctly points to the love and grace of
God that is offered to us simply because that’s how God is. We can’t get God to
love us by being obedient. But too often this truth has been perverted to say
that we don’t need to be obedient. Pop theology and practice speaks of faith in
Jesus being all that’s needed. In such thinking, faith replaces obedience, but
that is not so.
Consider those
loving relationships you have had with other people. Think especially about the
love a parent has for a child. When a child comes into the world she doesn’t
usually have any accomplishments to merit love from her parent, but most parents
are wired to love their children anyway. Such love simply is. But if a child
never learns to respond to that love, never learns to love back, it will be a messy relationship. Her parent may never
stop loving her, but just knowing and trusting that she is loved is not
sufficient for a relationship.
Marriages and
other loving partnerships are similar. One person in a partnership may love the
other deeply and give of herself as fully as is humanly possible. But if the
other does not respond, never choosing to love back, the relationship is
doomed. Even if the one doing all the loving never stops, the relationship
cannot work.
The biblical commands are how we love God back. Unfortunately, religious folks have tended to
think in terms of requirements and formulas. Such thinking often views commandments/obedience
as the old formula now replaced by a new formula of belief/faith. But Jesus
rejects such thinking. He even insist on those old commandments to love God with
our all and to love neighbor as ourselves, saying that they embody all the “law
and the prophets.”
That brings me
right back to where I started, those impossible commands to love. I’ve chased
myself around in a circle, but perhaps I gained one small insight along the
way. Thinking about those human relationships I mentioned above, I would say that on the
whole my wife is probably better at loving me than I am at loving her. That
imbalance can create problems, but I do try to love her, and I do try to
get better at it from time to time. I may not be very good at it, but I do love her back. I do respond to her love,
and somehow it is enough to keep the relationship going, even when it is far
short of my all.
I have
confidence that God is even more tolerant than my wife, which is a good thing
because I’m even worse at loving God than I am at loving my wife. But I am
trying to work on it. I am trying to get better. Maybe what I need to “give
up” for Lent is a little bit more of myself to God.
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Sermon: Listening for Who We Are
Matthew 17:1-9
Listening for Who We Are
James Sledge February
26, 2017 – Transfiguration Sunday
When
you watch a movie or read a novel, do you ever relate to one of the characters?
How about a story or fable with a clear moral or lesson like some of Jesus’
parables?
Consider
the parable of the lost sheep where the shepherd leaves the 99 in search of the
one. It is endearing partly because we realize that we may get lost now and
then. But if we don’t identify with the lost sheep, if we think of ourselves as
good little sheep who would never stray, the parable may be less appealing.
The
parable of the prodigal is similar. It’s beloved because many like the notion
that God welcomes us back and celebrates our return no matter how badly we’ve
strayed. But if we only identify with the elder brother, the good,
well-behaved, dutiful son whom Dad never celebrated or rewarded, we may not
like the parable so much.
Today’s
scripture is not a parable so this whole discussion may seem pointless. But
Matthew expects us, as the Church, to identify with some of the characters in
the story.
We
modern folks struggle to use the gospels as originally intended. For ancient
people, history and myth were not necessarily at odds, and truth was not
primarily about facts. Our modern notions of truth lead us to read the gospels
as accounts of what happened. Even those who don’t take these accounts
literally still tend to hear them as reports of events.
An
online joke shows a Sunday School picture of Jesus teaching the disciples. He
says, “Okay everyone, now listen carefully. I don’t want to end up with four
different versions of this.” It is funny, but it also misunderstands why we
ended up with four gospels.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Sermon: Fulfilling Our Purpose
Matthew 5:33-48
Fulfilling Our Purpose
James Sledge February
19, 2017
What
are some of the groups or organizations you belong to? I’ve never been a big
“joiner,” but over the years I’ve been a member in good standing with a number
of groups. I once was a member of the AWSA or American Water Ski Association.
I’m a member of alumni associations at two universities and one seminary, and the
AARP has sent me multiple invitations to become a member, but I always throw
them away.
What
does it mean to be a member of a group or organization? Why join the AARP or
Water Ski Association or Chamber of Commerce or a club at school? Why are you a
member of the groups you belong to?
Reasons
for joining groups and organizations vary. I had to join the AWSA in order to
enter waterski tournaments. I didn’t really ask to join the alumni
associations, and the AARP promises me discounts on products and services along
with various other benefits.
I’m
not a member of the Smithsonian, though I could become one for $26.00. But I
did recently have the chance to visit the Smithsonian’s National Museum of
African American History and Culture. You can’t really see it all in a day, but
it is a remarkable experience.
The
history portion is designed so that you start at the very bottom floor, well
below ground, moving through dark exhibits about slave ships and the early
slave trade. As you continue you, you move up through the Civil War,
Reconstruction, the rise of Jim Crow and segregation, the Civil Rights
movement, ending at the inauguration of our first African American president.
As
I worked my way through sections focused on the Civil Rights movement with
exhibits on the Montgomery Bus Boycott, Freedom Riders, and the March on
Washington, the term “member” was largely absent. There were certainly
organizations that one could join that supported the movement, the Southern
Christian Leadership Conference (SCLC) or the Congress for Racial Equality
(CORE), but the big moments of the Civil Rights Movement weren’t about
membership. They were about active participation.
I’m
not sure how it was that the Church came to use the term “member” to speak of
the participants in a local community of faith. After all, we already had a
perfectly good word: “disciple.” It’s the word used for the first followers of
Jesus and the word Jesus uses when he commands those disciples to begin
building the Church. “Go therefore and make disciples of all
nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the
Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything that I have commanded you.”
The
Church’s job, according to Jesus, is to make disciples, something that happens
by baptism and by obedience, by learning to obey the commands Jesus gives us.
And the Sermon on the Mount is Jesus’ first big discipleship lesson.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Sunday, February 12, 2017
Sermon: Fulfilling the Law
Matthew 5:21-32
Fulfilling the Law
James Sledge February
12, 2017
Today’s
Old Testament reading is part of a covenant renewal ceremony. Moses has led
Israel for decades in the wilderness, but before they finally enter the land of
promise, Moses reminds them of the covenant with God made at Mount Sinai, That
includes the Ten Commandments, some of which Jesus recalls in our gospel
reading. You shall not murder. Neither shall you commit adultery. Neither shall
you steal. Neither shall you bear false witness against your neighbor. Neither
shall you covet your neighbor’s wife.
Notice
there’s nothing about coveting your neighbor’s husband. That’s because women
were thought of as property. To covet a man’s wife was to think about stealing
his property. Similarly, adultery was a property crime in that it damaged
another man’s property.
Things
had not changed much by Jesus’ day. Wealthy Roman women enjoyed a bit more freedoms,
but by and large women were subordinate to and dependent on men. When a man
divorced a woman – which could be done easily – she could quickly find herself
in poverty and danger. We live in very different times, but residue of those ancient
views is still with us.
I
recently read a book by local colleague Ruth Everhart. It’s a memoir that
begins with a home invasion at the place she and her college roommates rented
in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Two intruders held the women for hours at gunpoint and
raped them repeatedly. The rest of the book is about the long, long struggle to
put her life back together, to become whole again. The title of the book is
telling: Ruined.[1]
Perhaps
some of you saw Ruth’s column in The Washington Post just before Christmas.
She spoke of a religious “culture of purity” that celebrates the virgin Mary in
ways that only add to the pain of those like her.[2]
Religion has often enforced and encouraged standards of sexual purity that weigh
much more heavily on women, echoes, no doubt, of a time when women were reduced
to property.
So
what to do with religious rules from ancient times and cultures? Christians
have sometimes viewed this as an Old Testament problem that gets fixed by Jesus
and the New Testament, but there are multiple problems with such a view.
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Sunday, February 5, 2017
Sermon: A Place for the Little People
Matthew 18:1-14
A Place for the Little People
James Sledge February
5, 2017
It’s
not clear that anyone actually ever said it at the Academy Awards, but the
phrase is closely associated with the Oscars. “I’d like to thank all the little
people who helped me win this award.” I searched the internet and found times
when it was parodied. Paul Williams, on sharing a win for best song with Barbra
Streisand said, "I was going to thank all the little people, but then I
remembered I am the little people."
Paul
Williams’ self-deprecating humor aside, most of us do not want to be one of the
little people. Somebody has to be the
third string guard on the football team, the janitor on the movie set, or the
mail room clerk at the company headquarters, but most people don’t aspire to
such positions. We want to be the starter, the star, the big wig.
In
the world Jesus lived in, children would have been numbered among the little people, and not just in stature.
Unlike in our world, first-century children did not enjoy much in the way of
status or rights. Childhood was short and hard. Until they could begin to take
on adult roles, usually early in puberty, children were not regarded as full
persons. No one tried to get in touch with their inner child, nor did they
point to children as examples to be followed. All of which makes Jesus’ words
more radical than we may realize.
Like
many of us, the disciples don’t aspire to be one of the little people, and they ask Jesus what makes someone a star in
God’s coming new day. “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of
heaven?” Perhaps they expect it will be the one who can do miracles or
who has the strongest faith or who understand the scriptures inside and out.
But Jesus places a child, one of the unimportant, little people, in their midst and says, “Unless you change and
become like this, you can’t be part of the kingdom at all.”
Ever
since he first called the disciples, Jesus has been teaching them about how
different the kingdom is from the world, how the first will be last, how those
who mourn and are persecuted are considered blessed. Still, I suspect they were
stunned by Jesus’ words.
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