Recently someone told me that she liked the bumper sticker on my car, but as she stated her reasons for appreciating it, I realized she had misread it. It was an understandable error. I don't recall exactly when I placed it on the bumper, but it was probably ten or more years ago. As the years have taken their toll on both the bumper sticker and the vehicle it's attached to, the sticker has begun to curl at the edges, partially obscuring the message. The person who liked it had seen only, "God is NOT a Republican." She'd not noticed the "Or a Democrat."
I should add that this admirer of my bumper sticker saw it in a church setting. Unfortunately I didn't have a chance to follow up with her and see if she liked because she thought it a nice counter-balance to the way some conservative Christians have intertwined faith and the Republican party. Or perhaps she liked it because she thinks God is more of a Democrat. But when the bumper sticker spoke its entire message, it proclaims a God belonging to no political party. God is non-partisan, but that does not mean God is not political. In fact, God is very political.
The laws that God gives in the Old Testament require a certain sort of community, one that cares for the poor, where landowners must leave part of their crop behind for the needy, and where land that the rich have acquired must be returned to the original owners every 50 years. All debts were to be canceled at the same time. Implementing such requirements was a political undertaking, and there is not a lot of evidence that Israel ever abided by all these rules. No doubt the rich and powerful objected.
When Jesus came, he stood firmly in the politics of God and the Old Testament prophets. He said he came to bring "good news to the poor... release to the captive... to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor." The year of the Lord's favor is the year when property goes back to original owners and all debts are called off. No wonder Jesus scared the powers-that-be.
A lot of people wish "the church would stay out of politics," but doing so requires ignoring an awful lot that God/Jesus said. Relegating Jesus to a personal Savior concerned only with getting you to heaven requires ignoring huge portions of Jesus' teachings.
Jesus was political. Jesus did not get executed by Rome because he was meek and nice. He got executed because he was perceived as a threat. He proclaimed a Kingdom of God that put the poor and outcast first and the rich and powerful last. "Blessed are you who are poor for yours is the Kingdom of God... But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation." (Luke 6:20, 24)
The people who ran the current kingdom, the one headed by the Roman emperor, didn't like such talk. Neither did the wealthy leaders of Temple Judaism who had a good thing going with the Romans. But the poor, the regular folks who paid the exorbitant taxes, loved it. That scared Rome and the Jewish powers-that-be even more.
But while Jesus is political in the extreme, his methods did not look at all like others who wanted to shake up the system. No violent overthrow. No weapons. Instead he called his followers to operate out of an ethic of love. Jesus called out injustice. He condemned those who exploited the poor and weak and marginalized, but his political vision was to be enacted in strange ways, ways that loved and prayed for enemies. (Although Jesus did once get so upset by Temple vendors who were ripping off pilgrims that he ran them out of the place.)
Perhaps no one in recent US history has embodied Jesus' way of being political better than Martin Luther King, Jr. He pulled no punches in condemning the politics of segregation that dehumanized African Americans while reserving the riches and benefits of America for whites. MLK terrified the powerful in much of America, but not because of weapons or violence.
I wonder if American Christianity can ever recover a faith that is political in the manner of Jesus or MLK. I think Jesus and MLK could act as they did, being very political but not engaging in hatred or violence, because they trusted that God was part of their cause. The assurance that God was engaged in the struggle meant that outcomes were not entirely up to them. They could struggle and suffer because they knew, as Dr. King said, that "the arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice." It so bends because God is a God of justice, and justice always involves politics.
As someone who sees much happening in our country right now that goes against God's care for the poor, the vulnerable, the immigrant, it is easy to despair. Such despair often turns to frustration and anger, and I rarely act in ways that are helpful when my anger burns hot.
But if God is indeed a God of politics, a God who will not long remain on the sidelines as the poor and vulnerable cry out, then my despair and anger can be tempered by hope. I can argue and agitate for the politics of God with resorting to self-destructive behaviors driven by anger and despair. But oh do I wish that the arc would bend a little more speedily. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
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.
Thursday, June 28, 2018
Sunday, June 24, 2018
Sermon: Faith and Daring Speech
Mark 4:35-41
Faith and Daring Speech
James Sledge June
24, 2008
I
imagine that many of you have heard some version of this story before. Matthew,
Mark, and Luke all tell of Jesus stilling the storm. I’m partial to Mark’s
version. Somewhat atypically for the shortest gospel, Mark has the longest and
fullest depiction.
Jesus
directs the disciples to cross the Sea of Galilee at night, not necessarily a
great idea. But the disciples do as Jesus says, apparently without question or
objection. But out on the water, in the dark, a terrific storm arises. It whips
up waves that begin to break over the sides of the boat. The disciples are no
doubt bailing water out as fast as they can, but it is a losing battle. The
boat is being swamped.
Meanwhile,
Jesus is asleep. He has been teaching and healing at a breakneck pace, and the
crowds won’t leave him alone. Perhaps he is so exhausted that he could sleep
through anything. But as the situation grows more and more dire, the disciples
wake him up.
I
don’t know if they expect Jesus to do anything or not. Maybe they just feel
like he should be worried and frightened, too. They are all about to drown,
after all. But Jesus rebukes the wind and tells the sea to quiet down, and all
is calm.
Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he brought
them out from their distress; he made the storm be still, and the waves of the
sea were hushed. That’s
from Psalm 107, and it’s speaking about God.
“Who then is this, that even the wind
and the sea obey him?” the disciples ask, as they quake in awe and fear.
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The
story of Jesus stilling the storm shows up every three years in the lectionary,
paired with the story of David and Goliath. Typically I’ve seen it focusing on
two things. One is Jesus’ identity, and the other is faith. Here faith is about
more than believing in God or Jesus. It is about trusting in the power of God
to save, the sort of trust that allows the boy David to face the mighty warrior
Goliath with only his sling.
But
for some reason that didn’t quite work for me this time, at least not the faith
part. Jesus accuses the disciples of having no faith. But they have turned to
Jesus in their distress. They cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brought
them out…” to quote the psalm. Does being afraid mean having no faith?
That’s troubling. I’ve got fears a plenty.
If the disciples had come to Jesus cool as cucumbers and said, “Hey Jesus, would you mind fixing this?” would
Jesus had done the same miracle but not chastised them about their faith? Or is
the faith problem about something else.
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Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Statement from the Session of Falls Church Presbyterian
In light of US immigration officials separating children from
parents, and the US Attorney General's appeal to Scripture to support
this, this congregation's Session (discernment/governing council)
publicly declares the following:
The Falls Church Presbyterian Church (FCPC) rejects the claim that the Christian faith or the Bible excuses or condones government policies that forcibly separate children and their parents, or otherwise dehumanize refugees and immigrants. We reject any practice, policy, or law that denies God's beloved children their dignity. We oppose all attempts by the powerful to justify oppression or mistreatment of the powerless. We follow Jesus, who teaches that faithfulness is better measured by the loving care we provide to strangers, foreigners, and prisoners than by public proclamations of piety--and so we at FCPC rededicate ourselves to ways we can provide direct support and care to those in need.
The Falls Church Presbyterian Church (FCPC) rejects the claim that the Christian faith or the Bible excuses or condones government policies that forcibly separate children and their parents, or otherwise dehumanize refugees and immigrants. We reject any practice, policy, or law that denies God's beloved children their dignity. We oppose all attempts by the powerful to justify oppression or mistreatment of the powerless. We follow Jesus, who teaches that faithfulness is better measured by the loving care we provide to strangers, foreigners, and prisoners than by public proclamations of piety--and so we at FCPC rededicate ourselves to ways we can provide direct support and care to those in need.
Monday, June 11, 2018
Sunday, June 10, 2018
Sermon: Crazy Like Jesus
Mark 3:19b-35
Crazy Like Jesus
James Sledge June
10, 2018
I’m
going to go out on a limb here and say that most of you don’t spend a lot of
time worrying about Satan or the power of demons. In fact, many progressive
Christians, including pastors such as myself, are a little unnerved, even
embarrassed, by biblical talk of Satan and demonic possession. Clearly this comes
from ancient peoples who weren’t sophisticated enough to understand things like
mental illness or epilepsy.
But
sometimes I wonder if our “sophistication” isn’t actually an arrogance that
does not serve us well. We sometimes imagine that there’s no evil, only
problems to be solved. At some point progress and advancement will inexorably
lead to a better and better world.
At
the dawn of the 20th century, many believed progress would soon do
away with war in a unified Christian earth, only to witness one world war
followed shortly by another. Imagine the despair of those who thought humanity
was about to achieve world peace but instead saw millions and millions slaughtered
in battle, killed by bombs raining down on civilian populations, and exterminated
in the Holocaust.
Mainline
and progressive Christians often fall captive to despair these days. I know I
do. Granted we do not face world war or Holocaust, but things we hoped for and
counted on have failed us. Our heralded democracy seems to have welcomed
racism, xenophobia, hatred, and outright lying as accepted parts of the
process. Christianity itself is too often a tool of hatred, bigotry, and the
acquisition of power at any cost.
I
wonder if we sophisticated moderns don’t need to take the problem of evil more
seriously, even if we do not personify it. How else to explain school children
slaughtering classmates with easily obtained weapons of war? Or followers of
Jesus cheering war, spewing hate for those different from them, embracing lies,
immorality, and disdain for the least of these, in the pursuit of power?
How else to explain many of us swallowing
consumerism’s big lie that if we only acquire enough, if we only get more, we’ll
be truly happy? How else to explain turning childhood into a high-stress,
cut-throat competition where children must outduel others to get ahead, and we
are willing to sacrifice children with fewer advantages for the sake of our own?
Tuesday, May 29, 2018
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Sermon: Jesus and New Coke
John 3:1-17
Jesus and New Coke
James Sledge May
27, 2018 - Trinity Sunday
When
you make a decision, what sort of process to you follow? The decision could be
about what kind of car to buy, what movie to watch, where to go to school, whether
to make a career change, or how to vote. Obviously some decisions require more
careful deliberation, and others we can make on a whim. But what steps do you
follow if the decision is important? How do you know you’ve made the right one?
People
in this area and in this congregation are often highly educated. Presumably
that makes more resources available to us in decision making. We’re educated to
be rational, to use reason, to employ science, and so on. You would expect such
things to give us some advantages in making good decisions.
Nicodemus
is a well educated man, trained in Torah and in the ways of God. People would
have gone to him to get expert advice on matters of scripture and the Law. His
opinions would have carried some weight for those wrestling with a religious
decision.
Nicodemus
is intrigued with Jesus. As a religious expert, it’s obvious to him that Jesus
has a connection to God, and he so he goes to see Jesus in order to learn more.
Presumably he wants to make a decision about Jesus. Yes, the power of God is
clearly with him, but what exactly does that mean. But when Nick goes to talk
with Jesus, he goes at night.
In
John’s gospel, light and darkness are terms loaded with theological symbolism.
Jesus is the light that shines in the darkness, the light no darkness can
overcome. For some reason, Nicodemus visits at night, in the darkness. Not a
good sign.
Sure
enough, Nicodemus struggles to understand Jesus. Jesus says, “Very truly, I tell you, no one
can see the kingdom of God without being born from above/again.” There’s not a comparable English word
that carries both these meanings so it’s hard for us to join in Nick’s
confusion, to hear something different from what Jesus intends. We have to
translate it one way or the other, either “from above,” or “again.”
Still, it should not have been that hard
for Nick to get it. “From above,” is the more typical meaning, and even if Nick
mistakenly went with the more literal meaning initially, the correct meaning
should have become clear when Jesus tries to clarify things, speaking of being
born of the Spirit. But Nicodemus remains stupefied.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Sermon: Any Life Here?
Ezekiel 37:1-14
Any Life Here?
James Sledge Pentecost, May 20, 2018
The scene is a
battlefield where one army had annihilated another. The defeat has been so
total, there were either no survivors, or all those who lived had been taken
prisoner. No one left to care for the dying; no one to bury the dead. All who
fell on the battlefield remained there, scavengers and nature gradually doing
their work. When only bones were left, they baked in the sun, drying and
bleaching as months turned to years.
As Ezekiel gazes on
this desolate scene, God speaks. “Mortal, can these bones live?” What a ridiculous question. The
situation is beyond hopeless. There is nothing here to be resuscitated. There’s
nothing left but bones strewn and scattered about, like puzzle pieces that have
been shaken up and then thrown all over the floor.
As far as the prophet
can tell, it’s an impossible situation. There is no way. But the prophet has
been surprised by the strange ways of God before, and so he throws the question
back. “O Lord God, you know.”
Sure enough, God
provides the answer by giving the prophet instructions. “Prophesy to these bones, and say to
them: O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord.”
The prophet does as
he’s told, and the bones began to reassemble and take on muscles and skin. Then
there is a movement of wind/breath/Spirit, and the reassembled, fleshed out
bones come to life.
Some Christians have
tried to make this vision about resurrection and eternal life, but that’s not what
God says it’s about. “Mortal,
these bones are the whole house of Israel.” Israel may lost all hope, yet God will restore them. God
still has plans for them.
Israel and the
prophet are in Babylon, exiled from Jerusalem, which now lies in ruins,
Solomon’s great temple nothing but rubble. The walls of David’s great city have
been torn down. God’s promise of a house and kingdom that would last forever,
of descendants who would always sit on the throne of David, has apparently been
revoked.
In exile, Israel’s theologians and faith leaders
struggle to make sense of things. What does it mean to be God’s chosen people
when God has allowed them to be utterly defeated and carried into exile? Has
Israel’s failure to keep covenant brought it all to an end? Is there any going back? It is a time of crisis, a faith crisis,
an existential crisis. Is there any future for Israel? Or is she just a failed
experiment, a washed up relic that belongs to another time?
Monday, May 7, 2018
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Sermon: Not Hindering God
Acts 8:26-40
Not Hindering God
James Sledge April
29, 2018
Gathering those
who fear they’re not enough, so we may experience grace, renewal, and wholeness
as God’s beloved. This
new “missional mandate,” that has been printed in our bulletins for about two
months now, was developed by Session through a long process that began with
last year’s Renew Groups.
Session
took the feedback from these groups and created synopsis of what we heard. It
spoke of a culture that tells us to be more productive, more athletic, more
studious, etc. It spoke of people feeling stressed, tired, and harried. It
suggested that we needed to remind ourselves of what we already know. God loves
us just as we are.
The
synopsis then wondered what this might mean, suggesting, “Perhaps we are called
to be a church for recovering perfectionists, of Sabbath keepers. A place where
we can rest, where we are enough, where we are fully known, where we are wholly
and completely loved by God, and where we can experience true joy.”
Last
summer, we presented this synopsis to the congregation, with listening sessions
after worship for people to tell us their thoughts, to let us know if we had
heard the feedback from the Renew Groups
correctly. Overwhelmingly, the answer was “Yes.”
With
the synopsis confirmed, Session held a Friday evening, Saturday retreat where we
joined in fellowship, worship, and work on a missional mandate. We listened for
the Spirit, and over time, the mandate emerged, Gathering those who fear they’re not enough, so we may experience
grace, renewal, and wholeness as God’s beloved.
I
mentioned in the sermon a couple of weeks ago that further work by Session has
identified several strategy areas where we hope to live into this new mandate,
areas with much deeper meaning than their shorthand titles indicate: Gather, Deepen, Share.
It has taken a great deal of work to get
us to this point, but the most difficult work is just beginning. We must figure
out how to live out our mandate. What sorts of programs and ministries will
help us Gather, Deepen, and Share? No
doubt some current activities will, but we will also need new ministries and methods.
And that inevitably will require letting go of some old ones. We can’t become
something new doing exactly what we are doing now.
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Sermon: Hearing the Shepherd
John 10:11-18
Hearing the Shepherd
James Sledge April
22, 2018
Every
now and then, someone from another congregation calls the church office to ask
about leasing space for their worship service. Most of these requests have been
immigrant faith communities who are just starting out or have outgrown the
space they are renting.
Obviously
there are logistical challenges to having two different congregations in one church
building, and so when we get such a request our Worship Committee and our
Building and Grounds Committee look at the particulars and make a
recommendation to the Session. Clearly we’ve never managed to work out the
details to everyone’s satisfaction during my time as pastor here as we’ve not
had another congregation on site since the Episcopalians left nearly six years
ago.
But
assuming that we were able to work out the logistics and come up with a rental
agreement that suits us and the other congregation, we would still have one
more hurdle to clear. Any lease of our worship space requires the approval of
National Capital Presbytery.
In
our denomination, individual churches hold their property “in trust” for the
denomination. It belongs to us only so long as we are operating a Presbyterian
congregation here. If a church closes, the members can’t just sell the
property and split the proceeds. That property goes to the denomination.
And
so the denomination has a vested interest in making sure its congregations
don’t take out risky loans, don’t end up with a lien on the property, or get
into a lease that might tie the congregation’s hands at some point in the
future.
Along
with these mostly financial concerns, the presbytery also “reserves the right
to disapprove a lease to any organization (including a church) if it or its
parent body (1) actively disparages the Presbyterian Church (USA), (2) denies
that the PC(USA) is a branch of the true church of Jesus Christ, and/or (3)
engages in activities or promotes values that are antithetical to those of the
PC(USA).”[1]
I
wonder exactly what that last one means. Would we not rent space to a church
that doesn’t ordain women? How about LGBT folk? Should we be concerned about
where they stand on same sex marriage? What sort of values must they have to
rent space here?
Such
questions make me wonder about what makes a church truly a church? Where are
the boundaries? What is it that gives a church its identity? If you moved to
another city and were looking for a church, what would you want to know? What
would put a church on your list to visit, and what would keep it off?
It
turns out that it’s difficult, even impossible, to do church in a generic sort
of way. If worship is going to be an important part of your church, you have to
decide what that worship will look like, what sort of music to use, if you plan
to use music. You must decide what sources of insight are most important. If
there is a big theological controversy, what has the final say? We
Presbyterians speak of scripture as the ultimate authority, but Catholics put
church teachings on a par with scripture.
Because
it’s so hard to be a generic church, because you pretty much have to be some
particular kind of church, there are all sorts of modifiers people use to
describe their church. I belong to a progressive church. I belong to an
evangelical church. We’re a contemporary worship church. I go to a
non-denominational mega-church. We do “high church.” And the list goes on and
on.
Amidst
all these different sorts of church, it may be interesting to stop and think
about what it is that most defines us. Is it that we are a church of Jesus
Christ, or that we are progressive, liberal, evangelical and so on?
Wednesday, April 18, 2018
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Sermon: Enfleshed Faith
Luke 24:36b-49
Enfleshed Faith
James Sledge April
15, 2018
This
is the third and final appearance of the risen Jesus in Luke’s gospel. He
appeared to disciples on the road to Emmaus, though unrecognized until they
stopped for the evening and Jesus took bread, blessed and broke it.
These disciples hurry back to Jerusalem to tell the others. There they learn
that Jesus had also appeared to Simon Peter. As they tell how Jesus was made
known to them in the breaking of the bread, Jesus shows up one more
time.
Even
though Jesus appears for a third time, his followers still have trouble
believing it. They fear it is a spirit, a ghost. And so Jesus says, “Touch
me.” And he asks, “Have you anything here to eat?”
prompting the disciples to give him a bit of fish. Jesus has some important
things to say, but first he eats.
Something
similar happens at the end of John’s gospel when the risen Jesus appears on the
shore as some of the disciples are out in a boat, fishing. There will be an
exchange between Jesus and Peter that seems to remove any taint from Peter’s
denials on the night of Jesus’ arrest. But before the story can get to that,
Jesus cooks some of the fish the disciples have caught, and they have a nice
breakfast there on the shore. Jesus has important things to say, but first we
eat.
Both
Luke and John want to make clear the Jesus is not a wispy spirit, not a
disembodied ghost. He is fully embodied, and he easts. This is the biblical
notion of resurrection, a bodily thing, not a soul floating off to heaven but a
walking, breathing, eating Jesus. In his letter to the church in Corinth, the
Apostle Paul insists that humans will experience a bodily resurrection as well,
at the end of the age. We’ll be different, he says, but we’ll have bodies.
In
the same letter Paul writes, Now you are the body of Christ and
individually members of it. But in the centuries since Paul first wrote
this, calling church the body of Christ
has become so commonplace that we may not think much about what that means.
Bodies
are pretty much essential to doing many of the things that make us human. We
can touch someone, embrace them and cry with them when they are experiencing
loss or trauma, because we have bodies. A parent can cradle an infant, speaking
in reassuring tones, because we are embodied creatures. We can sit down with a
friend for a meal or drinks because we have bodies. We can prepare food and
feed people who are hungry at our Welcome Table ministry because we are
embodied creatures.
When Jesus walked the earth, he touched
people and healed them. He fed hungry crowds. He ate meals with people
considered to be outcasts and “unclean.” He suffered and he died, all because
he was God’s love embodied, God incarnate. And he calls us to continue that
work of embodying God’s love.
Monday, April 2, 2018
Sunday, April 1, 2018
Easter Sermon: As Good as Dead
Mark 16:1-8
As Good as Dead
James
Sledge Resurrection
of the Lord April
1, 2018
If
you had a pew Bible open as I read our scripture, you may have noticed a
heading “The Shorter Ending of Mark” just past where I stopped. And if you
looked two sentences further another heading reads, “The Longer Ending of
Mark.” Both of these endings got attached many years after the gospel was originally
written, presumably in an effort to “fix” that rather unsatisfying, So
they went out and fled from the tomb, for terror and amazement had seized them;
and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid. The end.
Scholars
debate whether the original ending of Mark got lost along the way, or if the
author intentionally ended things in such abrupt fashion. But regardless, for
they were afraid is the only ending of the original gospel that we’ve
got.
This
ending doesn’t fit very well with our Easter celebration. Not a lot of fear and
silence today. Instead there are shouts of “Christ is risen!” and the biggest
crowds of the year at worship. The music is glorious, accompanied by special
musicians, and there is a bright, festive mood. Nothing remotely like, and
they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.
In
Mark’s gospel, there is no joy on Easter morning, no shouts of “He is risen!”
only terror, shock, fear, and silence. Not all that surprising when you think
about it. Centuries insulate us from the drama of that morning, the raw
emotions of going to a friend’s grave and finding it open and empty, a strange
young man sitting there, saying our friend has been raised.
On
top of that, we aren’t much worried about meeting our now risen friend. Jesus
is not going to be there when we get back home. No chance that he’ll say
anything to us about our behavior after he was arrested. We’re not worried
about what to say to Peter, who denied Jesus all those times, or the other
disciples, who all ran and hid. We’ve got Jesus safely confined to heaven, not
running around loose where we might bump into him.
For many of us, Jesus might as well be
dead. We’ve heard about him, learned stories about him, are perhaps impressed
by some of his teachings, but he doesn’t really intrude into our daily lives. Jesus
may be no more alive to us than family, friends, and loved ones who’ve died.
He’s gone to heaven, unseen by us. In a sense, he’s as good as dead.
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Thursday, March 29, 2018
Amnesia, Dismembering, and Remembering
In his book, Sabbath as
Resistance, Old Testament scholar Walter Brueggemann writes, "The
reason (Israel) will be tempted by autonomy is that the new land will make them
inordinately prosperous. Moses knows that prosperity breeds amnesia. He warns
Israel about amnesia: 'Take care that you do not forget the LORD, who brought
you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery.' (Deuteronomy 6: 12)"
Over and over in the book of
Deuteronomy, set just prior to their entry into the Land of Promise, Israel is
urged to remember. As Moses recalls the covenant God made with them at Mt.
Sinai, the command to remain faithful and obedient is repeatedly accompanied by
the call, "Remember that you were a slave in Egypt." In actuality,
none of those listening to Moses ever lived in Egypt, yet it is critical for
them to remember, for their parents' and grandparents' experience to become
theirs.
The people are also instructed that
when, in the future, children ask about the covenant with its laws and
statutes, their answer shall begin, "We were slaves in Egypt, but the LORD
brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand." Similarly, when Jews today
celebrate the Passover Seder in their homes, a child asks why this night is
different, and the answer begins, "We
were slaves of Pharaoh in Egypt, but the Eternal One, our God, brought us out
with a mighty hand and an outstretched arm."
Remembering is critical lest Israel
forget who she is, a people rescued by God. All this effort to encourage
remembering is an attempt to stave off the inevitable amnesia. When Israel
begins to prosper in the Land of Promise, they will be tempted to see it as
their own accomplishment, forgetting that God brought them into the land. As
forgetting continues, those who prosper the most will imagine themselves better
than others, and the bonds of community will begin to break down. Rich will
exploit poor. The land that God gave as an inheritance will become a possession
to be bought and acquired and hoarded.
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The Apostle Paul, in an attempt to correct we he saw as
abuses at the Lord's Supper, gave the church in Corinth what
we now call the "words of institution." Integral to these words is
the command, "Do this in remembrance of me." The synoptic gospels
indicate that Jesus' last meal with his disciples is a Passover meal. At a meal
of remembering, Jesus institutes another meal of remembering. Such remembering
is just as critical for Christians as it is for Jews, and the tendency to
amnesia just as problematic.
Christians are to remember that we
are "saved," in some way made new and whole, by the gracious acts of
Jesus. In our baptisms, we all are joined to Christ, and so we all become
sisters and brothers to one another. But the consumer culture we live in is an
agent of amnesia. It seeks to break down the bonds that join us all into one
family, dismembering us one from another as we acquire new identities rooted in
acquisition and competition. We matter, not because we are joined to God's love
in Christ, but because we are rich enough, thin enough, pretty enough,
accomplished enough, got in the right school, wear the right clothes, and on
and on. Our very sense of self is dismembered as our true identity as God's
beloved children is obscured and hidden.
Such dismembering fractures not
only the bonds joining together the body of Christ, but also the bonds of our
larger communities and culture. We are not all in this together. Too often, our
neighbor is the object of our love only under certain conditions. Ours is a
world of anxious striving where neighbor may be our competitor, may be suspect
because of their political views, or may be feared for "taking our
jobs."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Do this in remembrance of
me." I've often been uncomfortable with those words. My Presbyterian
tradition has at times reduced the Lord's Supper to nothing more than a
recollection of a long ago event with no sense of Christ's presence in the
meal. And so I have tended to focus on encountering Christ in the meal,
downplaying the remembering part.
But remembering is crucial.
Remembering is an antidote to dismembering. It lets us recover our true
identity, one not dependent on acquisition or accomplishment, an identity as
those whom God so loved that Jesus gave himself to us and for us. Remembering
can cure our amnesia, restoring the bonds of community as we realize that we
are all God's beloved, and so we are all one family.
Remember. Remember you were slaves
in Egypt and God brought you out with a mighty hand. Remember you are God's
beloved child, one so deeply loved that Jesus would risk even death for you,
and for every one of your and my neighbors. Remember, we are joined together in
our baptisms, joined into a new community, a new family that is to be known for
its love of one another. Remember.
Sunday, March 25, 2018
Palm Sunday, Cheap Grace, and the March for Our Lives
Growing up in the Presbyterian Church, I had never heard of Passion Sunday. For me, it was Palm Sunday, all palms, all celebration. It was the warm up for the big celebration the coming Sunday. As a child, the celebration of Palm Sunday faded directly into new spring clothes, girls and women in new spring hats, Easter egg hunts, special music at church, and Easter baskets filled with goodies. I was aware of the events between Palm Sunday and Easter. I may even have attended a Maundy Thursday service at some point as a child. But for me, Holy Week was celebration leading to celebration, joy leading to joy.
I suppose that Passion Sunday got paired with the palms to help with this, to deal with the common problem of getting to Easter without suffering, without pain, without a cross. This childhood pattern of mine in some ways epitomized the "cheap grace" Dietrich Bonhoeffer spoke against in his famous book, The Cost of Discipleship. Wrote Bonhoeffer, "Cheap grace is the grace we bestow on ourselves... Cheap grace is grace without discipleship, grace without the cross, grace without Jesus Christ, living and incarnate."
I found myself reflecting on cheap grace and costly grace yesterday evening. I was going through the pictures I took at the March For Our Lives in DC earlier in the day and looking at others' pictures and posts on social media. I thought of those young people, some children, others barely out of childhood, participating in something that requires them to keep reliving those horrid moments they surely would love to forget. I watched a replay of the speech by Emma Gonzalez, including its long, painful silence. As I watched, I also watched the stream of comments that were regularly interspersed with the most hateful remarks directed at her and the other youth with her.
I thought about a broken world than can only be healed by a cross, a broken world that needs the deaths of scores of children before it can begin to act. I thought about costly grace that does not shy away from pain and difficulty. I thought about all those thousands gathered yesterday in our own version of a Palm Sunday procession where signs replaced cloaks and palms.
The youth on the stage seemed to get the idea of costly grace, perhaps because this has already cost them so dearly. For them yesterday was not a magical moment that fixed anything. It was merely a step in a difficult and painful discipleship sort of walk.
I wondered about me and all those others there, about how many of us were ready for a costly discipleship, about how many of us might go home feeling good about the day, and wanting that to somehow make it all better. I wonder if I and others were more interested in cheap grace "we bestow on ourselves," proud of having participated but now ready to move on, not so interested in costly discipleship.
On one of those social media posts from yesterday's marches, I saw people carrying a sign that has often been used as a benediction in church worship services.
I suppose that Passion Sunday got paired with the palms to help with this, to deal with the common problem of getting to Easter without suffering, without pain, without a cross. This childhood pattern of mine in some ways epitomized the "cheap grace" Dietrich Bonhoeffer spoke against in his famous book, The Cost of Discipleship. Wrote Bonhoeffer, "Cheap grace is the grace we bestow on ourselves... Cheap grace is grace without discipleship, grace without the cross, grace without Jesus Christ, living and incarnate."
I found myself reflecting on cheap grace and costly grace yesterday evening. I was going through the pictures I took at the March For Our Lives in DC earlier in the day and looking at others' pictures and posts on social media. I thought of those young people, some children, others barely out of childhood, participating in something that requires them to keep reliving those horrid moments they surely would love to forget. I watched a replay of the speech by Emma Gonzalez, including its long, painful silence. As I watched, I also watched the stream of comments that were regularly interspersed with the most hateful remarks directed at her and the other youth with her.
I thought about a broken world than can only be healed by a cross, a broken world that needs the deaths of scores of children before it can begin to act. I thought about costly grace that does not shy away from pain and difficulty. I thought about all those thousands gathered yesterday in our own version of a Palm Sunday procession where signs replaced cloaks and palms.
The youth on the stage seemed to get the idea of costly grace, perhaps because this has already cost them so dearly. For them yesterday was not a magical moment that fixed anything. It was merely a step in a difficult and painful discipleship sort of walk.
I wondered about me and all those others there, about how many of us were ready for a costly discipleship, about how many of us might go home feeling good about the day, and wanting that to somehow make it all better. I wonder if I and others were more interested in cheap grace "we bestow on ourselves," proud of having participated but now ready to move on, not so interested in costly discipleship.
On one of those social media posts from yesterday's marches, I saw people carrying a sign that has often been used as a benediction in church worship services.
Go out into the world in peace; have courage; hold on to what is good; return to no one evil for evil; strengthen the fainthearted; support the weak, and help the suffering; honor all people; love and serve the Lord, rejoicing in the power of the Holy Spirit.Yes... this.
Thursday, March 22, 2018
Sunday, March 18, 2018
Sermon: Rejecting the System
John 12:20-33
Rejecting “The System”
James Sledge March
18, 2018
The
first church I served was in Raleigh, North Carolina, and a member happened to
be the clerk of the House of Representatives. Occasionally she would ask me to
offer the opening prayer when the House went into session. One of those times
was when then President Clinton addressed a joint session of the General
Assembly in the House chambers.
I
said my prayer and took my designated seat on the podium right up front. Then
members of the Senate came in, and the pastor who opened their session came and
set next to me. Guests and dignitaries then came in and were seated in extra
chairs added for occasion.
It
seemed a bit odd to be seated up front while important dignitaries sat far away
in folding chairs. I could look over the President Clinton’s shoulder and see
his notes. I wondered if someone had made a mistake seating us, but apparently
there is a designated place for the chaplain, right next to the Sergeant at
Arms, a vestige from an earlier time when religion played a more prominent role
in public life.
Even
as religion becomes less central, rituals such as my opening prayer persist.
Our culture still wants a bit of religion here and there. Governing bodies,
football games, and such still enjoy a hint of religious sanction, a little
like parents with no interest in church who still want their children baptized.
My
colleague and I both understood our role in this. We offered bland, generic,
prayers that offended no one. If either of us had decided to be prophetic and
speak truth to power, I don’t know that anyone would have stopped us, but I’m certain
we would have never been invited back. And we both behaved and did what was
expected of us.
From
the beginnings of society, the powers that be have wanted religion to play a
support role, to promote public morality, give divine sanction to rulers, and
generally support the status quo. In the modern version, pastors, rabbis, and
imams are supposed to provide chaplaincy services for their flocks, to care for
souls and stay out of politics.
To
make matters worse, American Christianity has become excessively personalized
and individualized. It’s about my getting into heaven, my personal relationship
with Jesus, my personal spirituality, or my salvation, things far removed from
a biblical faith.
In
the synoptic gospels – Matthew, Mark, and Luke – Jesus’ central proclamation is
about the coming of God’s kingdom, God’s new day where the world is set right. John’s
gospel rarely speaks of the kingdom, preferring to speak of the conflict
between Jesus and the world. But as
so often is the case in John, this term is symbolic, not literal. The world is not a place but rather a
situation or condition where creation is at odds with its creator. The world is a culture that prefers to live
in opposition to God’s ways, an outlook, a way of living, that draws us away
from God.
I
once read a commentary on John that suggested translating the world as the system. That might help understand what Jesus says in our gospel
reading. Jesus calls his followers to “hate their life in this (system).” Speaking
of his coming death on the cross, Jesus says, “Now is the judgment of this
(system); now the ruler of this (system) will be driven out.”
In John’s gospel, the cross is not a sacrifice
or Jesus taking our punishment on himself. Rather it is Jesus’ glorification, an
event that both judges the system and
breaks its power. To be a believer, to follow Jesus, is to recognize this, to
reject the ways of the system and embrace the way of Jesus. Oh but how hard
that can be.
Monday, March 5, 2018
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Sermon: Mechanics, Logistics, and Deep Faith
John 2:13-22
Mechanics, Logistics, and Deep Faith
James Sledge March
4, 2018
I
assume that many of you have seen the QR code printed in the announcements section
of the bulletin. For those not familiar, these are a kind of barcode that can
be scanned with a smartphone app. Scan ours and it lets you use a credit card
to pay your pledge or make a contribution to the Hunger Ministries offering
that we do the first Sunday of each month.
We
added that QR code to address a problem that increasingly impacts church
giving. Many people no longer carry checkbooks and rarely carry much cash. If
they want to donate to our Welcome Table ministry, they have to use a credit
card, debit card, iPay, etc.
In
an increasingly cashless, paperless economy, offering plates passed down the
aisle may soon become relics replaced by new technologies. Some churches have
added kiosks so that worshippers can make a credit card contribution more
effortlessly than with QR codes.
Some
people do think that offering plates and a giving ritual are an important, but
not many think them absolutely central to Christian faith. They’re mechanics
and logistics, and the same could be said of the money changers and animal
sellers in today’s gospel.
Jewish
pilgrims journeyed long distances to celebrate Passover in Jerusalem. Many
traveled on foot, with no way to bring animals for sacrifice. And they carried
Roman coins which weren’t allowed in the Temple because they had images of emperors
on them, graven images considered idolatrous. They couldn’t be used for
offerings or to pay the Temple tax.
Booths for buying an animal or swapping
Roman coins for Jewish shekels addressed a practical problem. They were
necessary logistics for the Temple to operate, little different from offering
plates, QR codes, or payment kiosks.
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