The TROUBLE of TRIVIAL PURSUIT

game-of-lifeMy daughter, Isabelle, doesn’t like to keep her feet on the floor, both physically and metaphorically. When she was a toddler we would often find her standing on the kitchen table. I would say in a stern voice, “Don’t stand on the table.” Later, as if nothing had happened, she would again be on the table. “Don’t stand on the table,” I’d say as I picked her up and put her down. Eventually it got out of hand. She was constantly on the table, we were always fussing, and we were scratching our heads wondering what we were supposed to do. One day, either my mom or Christie’s mom was at the house and she saw our frustration. She said, “Why don’t you say, ‘Keep your feet on the floor?’” Of course, my first reaction was, “Don’t tell me how to raise my kids,” because sometimes as a parent you get to that place. But eventually I said, “Keep your feet on the floor,” and it was as if I had chanted a magic spell. She began to stop climbing the table. Mom said, “Most of the words in your sentence were things you didn’t want her to do. You need to change your language to fill your sentence with what you want her to do.” Brilliant. Since then there was quite a dramatic shift in the way we communicated with our children. We don’t always get this right, but we found that it was much more effective and much easier to emphasize the positive than to speak out against the negative.

trivial pursuitThe author of Colossians is talking about a dramatic shift, a Resurrection shift. He writes, “If you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is. One of the ways that Paul (footnote here. Colossians is probably written by one of Paul’s students rather than Paul himself, but we’ll save that for Bible study) thinks about salvation is to imagine a jail cell. Imagine you are sitting in the middle of a jail cell and Jesus comes to tell you that the door is open and you are free to leave. We get up and we start to move toward the door, but then we start thinking about how scary the world is outside of the door and how comfortable the jail cell is, we sit back down and eventually forget that the door is, in fact, unlocked. He writes, “Put to death, therefore, whatever in you is earthly,” and then he begins to list earthly things. Now, this is a window into the human condition.

rules I know I’ve mentioned this before, but when I was in my first years of ministry I would gather the youth for a lock-in and I would lay down the rules. Don’t sneak out at 1:00 am. Don’t hide vodka in water bottles. Don’t make-out with your significant other in the back of the bus . . . all I was doing was giving them ideas. The author of Colossians says, “Put to death earthly things, like fornication, impurity, passion, evil desire . . . and then you start to say things like, “what kind of fornication,” or “how evil does the desire have to be before being considered evil, and then we start thinking about what kind of punishment God will offer to those who follow such ways and we start preaching out against everything instead of preaching for anything and our church becomes a fortress to keep the outside world out and we find ourselves screaming over and over again, “Don’t climb the table,” and we forget how to say, “Keep your feet on the floor.” A constant message of “don’t” is one preached from a room you think is locked. Now, there are times to say, “Don’t.” There are times to shine a light into the darkness and the speak truth to power, but our “Don’t” can become consuming to the point where we forget how to say “Do this—do this in remembrance of me.”

purple_fractalThe author of Colossians goes on to say, “In that renewal there is no longer Greek and Jew, circumcised or uncircumsied, barbarian, Scythian, slave and free, but Christ is all and in all.” As I was driving to church the other day to bring Isabelle to girl scouts I noticed just how green everything has become and I thought to myself, “how many shades of green are there? Is color infinite?” Well, in a way, no, because there is a limit to what the eye can perceive, infrared and ultraviolet are the boundaries. Now we can perceive the difference between red and blue, but there is an infinite set of variation between the two. Where does red end and blue begin? How much red can be mixed with blue and the color still be considered blue. And what the heck do you do with purple? In other words, there is red and there is blue but it is impossible to put up a wall between the two, oh but we like to build them. There is Jew and there is Greek but the dividing wall between this is not what Jesus was raised to build.

“As God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience.” Surround yourself with these things. Clothe yourself with these things. A few years ago when I was in the holy land I noticed an interesting phenomenon. As I would walk through the market in Jerusalem, the vendors would call out to me in English. They weren’t calling out to everyone in English. How did they know to speak English to me? I asked our tour guide, and he chuckled a bit. He said, “You are wearing a baseball cap and baggy jeans. You’re American.” Am I clothed with compassion in such a way that others can “see” it on me? Do I clothe myself with humility and patience? A preacher once said in a sermon, “If Christianity was a crime, would there be enough evidence to convict you?”

“Bear with one another, forgive each other. Above all, clothe yourselves with love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in the one body, and be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly; teach and admonish one another in all wisdom; and with gratitude in your hearts sing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs to God. And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” Well, that preaches itself, don’t you think?

trivialpursuitThe trouble of trivial pursuit is that we end up sitting in a room we think is locked. We get so comfortable with the four surrounding walls that we forget that life exists outside of them. Put away those consuming things which ultimately are not life giving. Maybe for you it’s that thing you can’t stop worrying about. Maybe for you it’s that bottle you just can’t put down, or those pictures you can’t stop looking at, or that friend you just can’t forgive, or maybe for you it’s the perception of being the perfect parent. There is a difference between saying, “Don’t get on the table,” and “Keep your feet on the floor.” The door is unlocked. Christ is what it means to be alive, and it is love, which holds everything together. May you leave here knowing that you are loved and sharing that love with others. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

The Game of Life: The RISK of SORRY

game-of-lifeChrist is alive! So . . . now what? Resurrection reminds us that dying for what you believe in is a one-time affair. Living for what you believe in; rather living for who believes in you . . . that’s a more difficult proposition. To say that life is “a game” is not a means of dismissal or frivolity, nor does it mean there are fundamentally winners or losers. The game of life is simply something in which we are all players. It’s full of successes we hope never die, and the seemingly endless, instant reply of failures we pray to forget.

Life is a game, but that doesn’t mean it is without meaning. First, “game” in this context simply refers to interaction or relationship. How do we live in relationship with each other? How does our relationship with God affect how we relate to each other. In the basic sense, think of any team sport. Whatever you do affects what your opponent does, which in turn affects what you do, and so on and so forth. This is what’s called, “Game Theory,” which is the study of strategy. We are always playing this game with each other, which is why it may be difficult to see. You have already played this game here this morning in the sanctuary. Why did you choose the chair in which you are sitting? If you’re the first person in the sanctuary, the game is easy. But if you’re the second, that’s when the fun begins. This is a small scale example, but it also happens on the large scale in the world of economics or business—how does human interaction affect supply and demand. Game theory is found in the world of education and politics. It is also alive in the church. What does the game of life look life for those who follow Christ?

lakeshoreHear these words from John 21:

After these things Jesus showed himself again to the disciples by the Sea of Tiberias; and he showed himself in this way. 2Gathered there together were Simon Peter, Thomas called the Twin, Nathanael of Cana in Galilee, the sons of Zebedee, and two others of his disciples. 3Simon Peter said to them, ‘I am going fishing.’ They said to him, ‘We will go with you.’ They went out and got into the boat, but that night they caught nothing.
4 Just after daybreak, Jesus stood on the beach; but the disciples did not know that it was Jesus. 5Jesus said to them, ‘Children, you have no fish, have you?’ They answered him, ‘No.’ 6He said to them, ‘Cast the net to the right side of the boat, and you will find some.’ So they cast it, and now they were not able to haul it in because there were so many fish. 7That disciple whom Jesus loved said to Peter, ‘It is the Lord!’ When Simon Peter heard that it was the Lord, he put on some clothes, for he was naked, and jumped into the lake. 8But the other disciples came in the boat, dragging the net full of fish, for they were not far from the land, only about a hundred yards off.
9 When they had gone ashore, they saw a charcoal fire there, with fish on it, and bread. 10Jesus said to them, ‘Bring some of the fish that you have just caught.’ 11So Simon Peter went aboard and hauled the net ashore, full of large fish, a hundred and fifty-three of them; and though there were so many, the net was not torn. 12Jesus said to them, ‘Come and have breakfast.’ Now none of the disciples dared to ask him, ‘Who are you?’ because they knew it was the Lord. 13Jesus came and took the bread and gave it to them, and did the same with the fish. 14This was now the third time that Jesus appeared to the disciples after he was raised from the dead.
15 When they had finished breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?’ He said to him, ‘Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.’ Jesus said to him, ‘Feed my lambs.’ 16A second time he said to him, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me?’ He said to him, ‘Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.’ Jesus said to him, ‘Tend my sheep.’ 17He said to him the third time, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me?’ Peter felt hurt because he said to him the third time, ‘Do you love me?’ And he said to him, ‘Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you.’ Jesus said to him, ‘Feed my sheep. 18Very truly, I tell you, when you were younger, you used to fasten your own belt and to go wherever you wished. But when you grow old, you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will fasten a belt around you and take you where you do not wish to go.’ 19(He said this to indicate the kind of death by which he would glorify God.) After this he said to him, ‘Follow me.’

primacyPeter sees Jesus on the Lakeshore. How is he supposed to react? Well, He puts on clothes and jumps headfirst into the water (those of you who took the John Bible study know the punch line here). It is a curious reaction until to stop for a moment to picture the scene. Remember the last words Peter shared about Jesus while Jesus was alive. Peter was warming himself around a charcoal fire confessing three times, “I don’t know him.” And there’s Jesus standing near a charcoal fire. It’s kind of like when you are sitting in the living room, minding your own business, and your wife, who loves Nutella, goes into the cupboard to enjoy a spoonful of Nutella only to open the jar to find nothing in it. She stands there in silence holding the jar . . . Jesus is standing around a charcoal fire. What was going through Peter’s mind at that moment?

What was Jesus going to do? What was Jesus going to say? Peter, full of shame puts on clothing, in the same manner as Adam and Eve in the garden after they tasted the forbidden fruit, and he jumps into the water because just getting his feet washed wasn’t enough. He gets to the shore and they all eat in silence. Have you had that kind of meal? You know, the kind of meal in which all you’re doing is feeding the elephant in the room? Jesus breaks the silence saying, “Simon, son of John,” and notice that he’s no longer Peter. He’s lost his title of “Rock.” When we betray, deny, when we damage relationship with others, it can leave a mark. “Simon, son of John . . . do you love me? Feed my sheep.” This exchange happens three times, once for every time Peter denies his friendship with Christ. Peter is forgiven through question and command.

riskThe risk of sorry—the risk of forgiveness. How do you react to the words, “I’m sorry?” Does it matter how it’s said or when it’s said? It takes a fair amount of courage to hear those words—“I’m sorry,” because the person who has wronged you has just served the ball into your court. Do you say “thank you?” Do you cry? Do you cross your arms and say, “Simon, Son of John, go to Hell?” Maybe you’re the one saying, “I’m sorry?” Maybe you’ve played this scene over and over and over again in your mind. Maybe you’re praying that they will say, “Don’t worry about it.” Maybe you’re praying that they punch you across the face because that will feel better than the way you’ve been beating yourself up. Forgiveness is not forgetting. It doesn’t mean that everything has gone back to normal. Brokenness causes scars. The Risen Lord had scars. Forgiveness means that that I refuse to hurt you the way you hurt me. Forgiveness is a place of healing. It is a place of holiness. It is also a place of risk . . .

Several years ago many hostages who were held by Columbian leftist rebels were released. In the many interviews following this terrible ordeal the hostages have had polar reactions. Some have been filled with rage and anger and vengeance, and I don’t want to dismiss that. If the Psalms teach us anything, they teach us that anger and frustration are emotions that, at times, need to be expressed in order to move on in our relationship with God, but I was speechless when I heard an interview with Ingrid Betancourt, a former Columbian presidential candidate, who was held in captivity for six years. She was chained around the neck, 24 hours a day. Ann Currey said to her in the interview that anger and vengeance is the usual response. Ingrid said, no, I don’t feel vengeance. Vengeance is a chain, and I no longer want to be chained there. I am free.

I wonder how many times Ingrid wrestled with hate and fear before coming to a place of freedom through forgiveness. It certainly takes practice. In Matthew 18 Peter asks Jesus how many times we are to forgive someone . . . seven times? Jesus replies, “No . . . seventy seven times.” Jesus is not inviting us to create a score card, but it does take practice. Giving ourselves over to the practice of forgiveness helps us to see and to live Resurrection.

images-stained-glass-calling-the-fishermenThere is a church sanctuary I’ve seen that has a curious problem, so to speak. Around the sanctuary there are beautiful stained glass windows retelling Jesus’ life, with one slight rather glaring error . . . there was no Resurrection window. When I brought this to the attention of my host he said, “Well, there is a Resurrection window,” and he showed me a window detailing our scripture lesson today. There was Peter at Jesus feet and fish cooking on the rocks, except it was in the place in Jesus’ life, according to the arrangement of the sanctuary, in which Jesus was calling his disciples. They had a Resurrection window, but it was in the wrong place. He said, “We were too busy with building the sanctuary, too busy with the unnecessary things of the world, that we failed to recognize the Resurrection. We thought about fixing it, but we decided to leave it so that it would be a constant reminder to never again miss the Resurrection.”

Resurrection is a game-changer, but it takes practice to recognize what God has done. Giving ourselves over to the practice of forgiveness opens our eyes to the games we play. Peter was playing a game with Jesus that morning. Jesus says, “Simon do you love me,” the Greek word for love being “agape,” meaning “sacrificial love.” Peter replies, “You know I love you,” but the Greek word in Peter’s reply is “filio,” which means “fondness.” In other words, Peter isn’t quite answering in the affirmative:

Peter do you love me?
Lord, I am quite fond of you.

I asked on facebook earlier this week as I was wrestling with this story, “When Jesus asked Peter, ‘Do you love me,’ what if Peter said no.” One of my seminary buddies replied, “Well, he kind of did, but that’s the Good News isn’t it?”

Do you love me? Maybe. Feed my sheep, so that you can see how much I love you. Amen.

Beyond the Cards: A Mother's Day Reflection

momThe importance of Mother’s Day goes beyond the cards and gifts and time. Cards and gifts and time are certainly needed in order to express our love and appreciation for moms and those who offer a mothering spirit, but the celebration of Mother’s Day keeps our attention focused on the status and role of women in our society. Although Mother’s Day isn’t a Christian holiday, per se, it is a celebration of life, humility, diversity, and love, all of which are an expression the Gospel.

Mother’s Day is a celebration of life. Every person reading this was nurtured in the waters of the womb, as we say in the church when someone comes forward for baptism. The living connection between mother and child is a relationship even our metaphors cannot fully describe. Mother’s Day is also a reminder of life’s frailty. For many, Mother’s Day is difficult because of loss or grief. Some do not know their mother, nor do they feel that they mother ever really knew them. Mother’s Day is a celebration of life and a reminder that no thing lasts forever.

Mother’s Day is also a celebration of humility. Much like every person reading this was nurtured in a womb, every person reading this was dependent on a mother for nourishment, cleanliness, nurture. It is humbling to know that regardless if you look at your life and find the word “success” or “failure,” regardless of what you have in the bank, regardless of what hangs on your wall or whether you have a wall on which to hang things, we all were born into dependence. No one changed her or his first diaper.

Diversity is a also a symbol of Mother’s Day. Our celebration does not depend on race, class, or orientation. In full disclosure there is a gender divide, but before you get huffy about it, Father’s Day is right around the corner. It is a celebration of mothers and those who offer a mothering spirit. It is a celebration of women and the important influence women have in our culture. Especially when we read that more girls have been kidnapped in Nigeria and sold into the sex trade, it is crucially important for our culture to celebrate mothers and women. Celebrating Mother’s Day reminds us that there was a time in our nation when women were denied equal rights as men, and we are still struggling with issues of equal compensation, health care, maternity leave, and child care. According to wallethub.com, Louisiana is the worst state for working mothers. Based on nine different criteria such as day school affordability, ratio of men to women executives, access to pediatric care, and an average of $.67 a woman makes to every $1.00 a man makes, Louisiana, in general, has a lot of work to do!

Fundamentally, Mother’s Day is about love. It is about showing moms how much we love them and care for them. It is about expressing love toward those for whom this day is difficult. It is about love being the driving force of our ethic. And yes, it is about carnations and cards and lunch with the family, and the greatest afternoon nap one can muster. So, Happy Mother’s Day to all of our mothers and those who were like a mother to us.

Beyond the Cards: A Mother’s Day Reflection

momThe importance of Mother’s Day goes beyond the cards and gifts and time. Cards and gifts and time are certainly needed in order to express our love and appreciation for moms and those who offer a mothering spirit, but the celebration of Mother’s Day keeps our attention focused on the status and role of women in our society. Although Mother’s Day isn’t a Christian holiday, per se, it is a celebration of life, humility, diversity, and love, all of which are an expression the Gospel.

Mother’s Day is a celebration of life. Every person reading this was nurtured in the waters of the womb, as we say in the church when someone comes forward for baptism. The living connection between mother and child is a relationship even our metaphors cannot fully describe. Mother’s Day is also a reminder of life’s frailty. For many, Mother’s Day is difficult because of loss or grief. Some do not know their mother, nor do they feel that they mother ever really knew them. Mother’s Day is a celebration of life and a reminder that no thing lasts forever.

Mother’s Day is also a celebration of humility. Much like every person reading this was nurtured in a womb, every person reading this was dependent on a mother for nourishment, cleanliness, nurture. It is humbling to know that regardless if you look at your life and find the word “success” or “failure,” regardless of what you have in the bank, regardless of what hangs on your wall or whether you have a wall on which to hang things, we all were born into dependence. No one changed her or his first diaper.

Diversity is a also a symbol of Mother’s Day. Our celebration does not depend on race, class, or orientation. In full disclosure there is a gender divide, but before you get huffy about it, Father’s Day is right around the corner. It is a celebration of mothers and those who offer a mothering spirit. It is a celebration of women and the important influence women have in our culture. Especially when we read that more girls have been kidnapped in Nigeria and sold into the sex trade, it is crucially important for our culture to celebrate mothers and women. Celebrating Mother’s Day reminds us that there was a time in our nation when women were denied equal rights as men, and we are still struggling with issues of equal compensation, health care, maternity leave, and child care. According to wallethub.com, Louisiana is the worst state for working mothers. Based on nine different criteria such as day school affordability, ratio of men to women executives, access to pediatric care, and an average of $.67 a woman makes to every $1.00 a man makes, Louisiana, in general, has a lot of work to do!

Fundamentally, Mother’s Day is about love. It is about showing moms how much we love them and care for them. It is about expressing love toward those for whom this day is difficult. It is about love being the driving force of our ethic. And yes, it is about carnations and cards and lunch with the family, and the greatest afternoon nap one can muster. So, Happy Mother’s Day to all of our mothers and those who were like a mother to us.

Prayer of Resurrection, Incarnation, and Transfiguration

prayerHave you ever been with someone in need, someone in a desperate place? Have you held their hand while her shaking body wept? Have you awkwardly stood by while he says, “I don’t know what to do.” Have you ever taken that great leap of faith to say, “Can I pray for you?” If that’s not difficult enough . . . what are you supposed to say exactly?

Several weeks ago in worship I talked about the five steps of prayer: Who is God, what has God done, what are you asking, why are you asking, and bring it home with a great Amen. So, a prayer might go something like this:

Gracious God (step one)
Who knows what we need before we ask (step two)
Pour out your Holy Spirit (step three)
So we will know for what to ask (step four)
Amen (step five)

But there’s more than one way to approach God in prayer. Earlier this week I ran across an article by a mentor of mine, Rev Sam Wells, in which he details three different ways to pray. The first, he said, is Resurrection. Resurrection prayer is a prayer calling for a miracle. It is prayer of faithful risk. We look to the heavens with tightened fist and say, “Sweet Jesus, if you’re alive, make your presence known!”

A second way to pray is Incarnation. It’s a prayer of presence. It is, perhaps, more silent than a prayer of Resurrection. It is a prayer which recognizes that, yes, Jesus was raised, but that it happened through brokenness. Through Christ God shares our pain and our frailty. So we pray acknowledging that God suffers with us.

A third way is Transfiguration. Rev Wells writes, “God, in your son’s transfiguration we see a whole reality within and beneath and beyond what we thought we understood; in their times of bewilderment and confusion, show my friend and her father your glory, that they may find a deeper truth to their life than they ever knew, make firmer friends than they ever had, discover reasons for living beyond what they’d ever imagined, and be folded into your grace like never before.” In other words, it is a prayer that, in whatever circumstance, asks God to reshape our reality, to give us new and right spirit to trust that even in the midst of suffering and hardship, Truth can still be experienced and shared.

Maybe you need a prayer of Resurrection, a prayer which reveals God’s miraculous rule breaking. Maybe you need to offer a prayer of Incarnation, showing someone that Christ is present in the midst of suffering through the work of the church and friends. Maybe you need to sit and listen for a prayer of Transfiguration, the kind of prayer which takes time and patience and potentially years of earnest searching. Whatever the case . . . pray. Pray boldly. Share a prayer with someone. Ask someone to pray for you and thank them when they fumble through the awkwardness. Sit and listen to the prayer God is whispering to you through your children or the birds of the air or the lilies of the field. Just . . . pray.

Where Expectation and the Incomprehensible Meet

Sharing God's Vision Poster 2
One Easter Sunday morning, a Sunday School teacher gave a kindergarten girl an Easter egg. The little girl opened her bright, pastel-colored egg to find a slip of paper. Being that she just started reading, the little girl struggled to read her newly found message. She read, “He is . . . a raisin?” It doesn’t make much sense for Jesus on the third day to have become a raisin. Becoming a raisin is illogical; however proclaiming that he is risen, is simply incomprehensible. The Easter proclamation that Christ is Risen stands in the tension between perception and reality, between form and content, between the way things are and The Way, the Truth, and the Life.

Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible. The women came to the tomb expecting the stillness and quiet of death, but in reality the earth shook, the stone rolled, and the heavenly spoke—“He is not here. He has been raised!” The soldiers were expecting something to happen as well. They knew that Jesus said he would be raised on the third day, so they rolled a stone in place and left guards. I’ve heard Easter sermons that said the guards were there to keep the disciples from stealing the body and claiming that Jesus was raised. I think that Rome knew well that Jesus would be raised, and if they could just keep the door sealed no one would know and they could keep their earthly power. When we try to hinder God all we end up doing is guarding nothingness. The guards that Sunday morning were guarding an empty tomb. Listen to the words of the angel, “He has been raised.” That what sin is, it’s the guarding of nothingness. It’s pointless and never fruitful. Roll the stone away, leave death behind, and go live. Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible.
empty tombWhen expectation meets the incomprehensible it leaves us with fear and great joy. Resurrection has changed everything. So what does that mean? What does that mean for me—for us—for the church? Easter means to the individual that death is no longer the end of your story. How much of my life is based on the assumption that death is the end. When death is the end then I hang on to my wealth and I try to have the biggest house and the fastest car. When death is the end I can bury my secrets and faults and failures away so that when I die, they too will die. Death is not the end of the story, which means there is redemption. Death is not the end of the story, which means there is forgiveness. Death is not the end of the story, which means your value is not based upon what someone pays you. You are more than the stuff we fill our life with. Easter means that we don’t have to wait until we are dead to experience the Kingdom of God. Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible, which leaves us with fear and great joy. You see, I can live with reckless abandon, but what happens when my neighbor starts living with reckless abandon?

Sharing God's Vision Poster 1What does Easter mean for us? How do we share the Easter experience? I am happy to announce that The Well is one of three churches across the state to have been selected by The United Methodist Foundation of Louisiana for a study on strategic planning. We will be putting together a strategic planning team to pray, think, discuss, discern, study, and pray some more about where God is calling us and to what ministry God is preparing for us. We will be working with Dr. Debbie Davis who teaches strategic planning at LSU. The working title of the project is “Sharing God’s Vision 20/20.” What will the church look like in six years? Will we have a new center for children’s ministry that families will drive for miles to participate in? We sent a team to Honduras, but where else is God calling us? In six years maybe the church has changed the face of Ponchatoula and Hammond because of radical and compassionate mission. Maybe there will be no homeless in six years. Maybe every child six years from now will graduate high school. Maybe six years from now your grandchildren will be going on their first mission trip? Maybe in 20/20 you might say, “After spending time in the prayer path I’ve decided to go into ministry.” Maybe six years from now someone says, “I’d like to get married in the new sanctuary.” Jesus is alive. Christ is Risen! All things are possible! It might be difficult to see. Funny thing about Resurrection is that no one saw it happen. Easter is not so much about witnessing the Resurrection, but witnessing to the Resurrection. The mission and ministry and worship and fellowship is all pointing to what Resurrection looks like. It looks like life. It looks like all being welcome. It looks like all things being possible.

Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible, which leaves us with fear and great joy. Cha. The women ran from the tomb in fear and great joy. Jesus just walked out of the tomb, what does that mean? It changes everything, and even good change brings with it some fear and trepidation. Jesus knows us so well. We he saw the women he said to them, “Do not be afraid.” Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible, leaving us with fear and great joy. And when we meet the Risen Lord, he takes away our fear leaving us only with Joy. Easter is where expectation meets the incomprehensible, leaving us with fear and great joy, which is why the Risen Lord says, “Do not be afraid,” so that all which remains is great joy. Today may you be filled with great joy. Christ is Risen. Christ is Risen indeed. Amen.

With Fear and Great Joy

holyweekIt is a holy week, but truth be told God has reconciled all things through Christ, meaning that every week has the potential to be set apart for meditation, prayer, fasting, and reflection. Don’t let Easter simply be a deadline upon which you can again eat chocolate, stop praying early in the morning, and discontinue giving extra to the church.

Easter is not the finish line; rather it is a place of origin. Lent has been a time to put to bed the things which separate us from God and from each other, a time to dismantle the wall we so desire to build around our hearts. Easter is the day the wall comes “a-tumblin’ down,” to reveal a level place of opportunity for the kingdom of God to come into fruition. Easter is the confirmation that all things are possible, including compassionate and adaptive change.

And that’s when Easter can be scary . . . The Gospel of Mark records that the women ran from the tomb with fear and great joy (Mark 16:8). There was joy that Jesus is alive, and yet there was fear because of the great question mark his resurrection placed on everything we thought we knew.

What do you think you know of the world? Have you discerned all the eye can see and all the ear can hear? Maybe you have forgotten the rule-bending power of God to supplant the human, and therefore limited, vision of reality.

Soon the tomb will be empty. Soon everything changes. Praise be to God

Jesus' Rock Song

Cloak in the road

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Jesus has entered into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey announcing his messiahship in the heart of where God’s people are gathered. The crowd is shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!” Depending on which Gospel you read, the crowd is either waving palms or spreading out their cloaks; either way it is a symbol of the crowd’s desire to make Jesus king. The Pharisees speak out in disgust, and Rome stands watchfully silent. The revolution is beginning! It sounds too good to be true . . . because it is.

Palm Sunday (or “Cloak in the Road” Sunday as the palms are never mentioned in the Gospel of Luke) is a story heavy with tragic and painfully self-reflecting irony. The crowd is shouting, “Blessed is the king,” and the Pharisees reply, “Teacher, order your disciples to stop.” Jesus answers, “I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out.” These shouting rocks, or as I like to call it, “Jesus’ first rock song,” is a prophetic slam toward the Pharisees, remembering Habakkuk 2:9-11, which reads,

“Alas for you who get evil gain for your houses, setting your nest on high to be safe from the reach of harm! You have devised shame for your house by cutting off many people; you have forfeited your life. The very stones will cry out from the wall, and the plaster will respond from the woodwork.”

These singing rocks (I like to think of them as Jesus’ first rock song) on the last Sunday in Lent also remind us of Jesus’ temptation in the wilderness on the first Sunday in Lent. The devil says, “I know you must be hungry. Turn these stones into bread.” Jesus replied, “These stones aren’t meant for my nourishment, they are meant to sing praises to God. Humanity does not live by bread alone.” Then the devil showed Jesus the kingdoms of the world, and said, “If you bow down and worship me, I will give all of this to you.” When Jesus was looking at all of the kingdoms of the world he heard the crowd cheering, “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord.” After resisting a second temptation, the devil brings Jesus to the pinnacle of the Temple saying, “Throw yourself down for God will raise you up on eagle’s wings and bare you on the breath of dawn.” Jesus replied, “It is not I who will be leaving the temple because, if we’re done here, I’m headed to the temple to drive out the money changers and the thieves who have turned my father’s house into nothing more than a department store.” So, the devil left for an opportune moment.
chocolate-bunnies_13956605661Have you ever woken up on Easter Sunday morning to that huge, chocolate bunny in your basket? You unwrap the paper and bite into the ears and discover that 95% of the bunny is actually air. Cloak in the Road Sunday is like that bunny in the sense that 95% of what the crowd is saying is nothing but air. They shout, “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” Have you ever wondered why the crowd was singing Jesus’ praises one day and then shouting “Crucify him” just days later? Jesus did not fit their definition of Messiah. Jesus did no deliver on the promises they thought he should have kept. Instead of allowing Jesus to be the definition of Messiah, they wanted Jesus to fit their definition. Jesus was supposed to be king and kick Rome out and establish the theocratic kingdom of old. Instead he got arrested and beaten and mocked. So the crowd turned, and if we are being honest, we do to. Sometimes we get angry with God when our prayers are left unanswered, even if our prayers are selfish. We question whether God is even there when our desires are unmet, even if those desires are misguided. Instead of saying, “Here I am Lord, send me.” We say, “Come to me, Lord, because I like where I am.”
Jesus before PilatePalm Sunday is a reminder of Jesus’ temptation, it is a mirror showing us the tragic reflection of human brokenness, and it is all the evidence that Pilate needs in order to sentence Jesus to death. Jesus stands before the crowd and Pilate cannot find anything wrong with him . . . Don’t for a moment think that Pilate is innocent. He’s a politician, and politicians are not so easily swayed by a crowd. Jesus is Pilate’s political puppet. The crowd brings Jesus to Pilate saying, “We found this man perverting our nation, forbidding us to pay taxes to the emperor, and saying that he himself is Messiah, a King.” Pilate says to Jesus, “Are you a king?” Jesus says, “You say so.” Pilate answers, “I find nothing against him.” The charge that Jesus is perverting the nation is not enough for Pilate. The charge of insurrection against the government is not enough. Pilate is going for the throat. In the Gospel of John Pilate says over and over again that he finds no charge against Jesus, and the crowd is whipped into a frenzy shouting “Crucify him!” Pilate says, “Shall I crucify your king?” The crowd shouts, “We have no king but Caesar,” to which Pilate answers, “Thank you. That’s what I was looking for. I can’t wait to tell Caesar that on a high holy Jewish day I convinced the Jewish religious elite to denounce their faith and claim that Caesar is their king. Take Jesus away and crucify him. He has served my purpose.”
Who Cover artThe bridge of “Bargain,” by The Who says, “I sit looking round, I look at my face in the mirror. I know I’m worth nothing without you.” So far this sounds like devotion. “In life, one and one don’t make two, one and one make one.” Even better, but then it goes on to say, “I’m looking for that free ride to me, I’m looking for you.” And that’s what the crowd was really shouting on that day when Jesus entered into Jerusalem—“We are looking for the easy road to ourselves.” The good news is that Jesus knows this about us, and died for us anyway. Jesus knows and still chooses to love us. Yes, Jesus is our judge, but the good news is that Jesus is also the one who died for us while we were yet sinners, proving God’s love for us. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Jesus’ Rock Song

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Jesus has entered into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey announcing his messiahship in the heart of where God’s people are gathered. The crowd is shouting, “Hosanna! Blessed is the King who comes in the name of the Lord!” Depending on which Gospel you read, the crowd is either waving palms or spreading out their cloaks; either way it is a symbol of the crowd’s desire to make Jesus king. The Pharisees speak out in disgust, and Rome stands watchfully silent. The revolution is beginning! It sounds too good to be true . . . because it is.

Palm Sunday (or “Cloak in the Road” Sunday as the palms are never mentioned in the Gospel of Luke) is a story heavy with tragic and painfully self-reflecting irony. The crowd is shouting, “Blessed is the king,” and the Pharisees reply, “Teacher, order your disciples to stop.” Jesus answers, “I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out.” These shouting rocks, or as I like to call it, “Jesus’ first rock song,” is a prophetic slam toward the Pharisees, remembering Habakkuk 2:9-11, which reads,

“Alas for you who get evil gain for your houses, setting your nest on high to be safe from the reach of harm! You have devised shame for your house by cutting off many people; you have forfeited your life. The very stones will cry out from the wall, and the plaster will respond from the woodwork.”

These singing rocks (I like to think of them as Jesus’ first rock song) on the last Sunday in Lent also remind us of Jesus’ temptation in the wilderness on the first Sunday in Lent. The devil says, “I know you must be hungry. Turn these stones into bread.” Jesus replied, “These stones aren’t meant for my nourishment, they are meant to sing praises to God. Humanity does not live by bread alone.” Then the devil showed Jesus the kingdoms of the world, and said, “If you bow down and worship me, I will give all of this to you.” When Jesus was looking at all of the kingdoms of the world he heard the crowd cheering, “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord.” After resisting a second temptation, the devil brings Jesus to the pinnacle of the Temple saying, “Throw yourself down for God will raise you up on eagle’s wings and bare you on the breath of dawn.” Jesus replied, “It is not I who will be leaving the temple because, if we’re done here, I’m headed to the temple to drive out the money changers and the thieves who have turned my father’s house into nothing more than a department store.” So, the devil left for an opportune moment.
chocolate-bunnies_13956605661Have you ever woken up on Easter Sunday morning to that huge, chocolate bunny in your basket? You unwrap the paper and bite into the ears and discover that 95% of the bunny is actually air. Cloak in the Road Sunday is like that bunny in the sense that 95% of what the crowd is saying is nothing but air. They shout, “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” Have you ever wondered why the crowd was singing Jesus’ praises one day and then shouting “Crucify him” just days later? Jesus did not fit their definition of Messiah. Jesus did no deliver on the promises they thought he should have kept. Instead of allowing Jesus to be the definition of Messiah, they wanted Jesus to fit their definition. Jesus was supposed to be king and kick Rome out and establish the theocratic kingdom of old. Instead he got arrested and beaten and mocked. So the crowd turned, and if we are being honest, we do to. Sometimes we get angry with God when our prayers are left unanswered, even if our prayers are selfish. We question whether God is even there when our desires are unmet, even if those desires are misguided. Instead of saying, “Here I am Lord, send me.” We say, “Come to me, Lord, because I like where I am.”
Jesus before PilatePalm Sunday is a reminder of Jesus’ temptation, it is a mirror showing us the tragic reflection of human brokenness, and it is all the evidence that Pilate needs in order to sentence Jesus to death. Jesus stands before the crowd and Pilate cannot find anything wrong with him . . . Don’t for a moment think that Pilate is innocent. He’s a politician, and politicians are not so easily swayed by a crowd. Jesus is Pilate’s political puppet. The crowd brings Jesus to Pilate saying, “We found this man perverting our nation, forbidding us to pay taxes to the emperor, and saying that he himself is Messiah, a King.” Pilate says to Jesus, “Are you a king?” Jesus says, “You say so.” Pilate answers, “I find nothing against him.” The charge that Jesus is perverting the nation is not enough for Pilate. The charge of insurrection against the government is not enough. Pilate is going for the throat. In the Gospel of John Pilate says over and over again that he finds no charge against Jesus, and the crowd is whipped into a frenzy shouting “Crucify him!” Pilate says, “Shall I crucify your king?” The crowd shouts, “We have no king but Caesar,” to which Pilate answers, “Thank you. That’s what I was looking for. I can’t wait to tell Caesar that on a high holy Jewish day I convinced the Jewish religious elite to denounce their faith and claim that Caesar is their king. Take Jesus away and crucify him. He has served my purpose.”
Who Cover artThe bridge of “Bargain,” by The Who says, “I sit looking round, I look at my face in the mirror. I know I’m worth nothing without you.” So far this sounds like devotion. “In life, one and one don’t make two, one and one make one.” Even better, but then it goes on to say, “I’m looking for that free ride to me, I’m looking for you.” And that’s what the crowd was really shouting on that day when Jesus entered into Jerusalem—“We are looking for the easy road to ourselves.” The good news is that Jesus knows this about us, and died for us anyway. Jesus knows and still chooses to love us. Yes, Jesus is our judge, but the good news is that Jesus is also the one who died for us while we were yet sinners, proving God’s love for us. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

When 'Our Father' becomes 'My God'

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“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” Jesus’ words from the cross rattle our bones and shake our soul by turning our Godly assumptions inside out. Is it that God is abandoning his son, his only beloved son? Is the burden of the world’s sin so great that a holy God must avert divine eyes? Is our Lord and Messiah, the one who fed thousands, walked upon the water, and healed the sick, calmly reciting the 22nd Psalm reminding us that even in the midst of despair God is to be praised? Did Jesus offer these words because he knew that we, too, feel as if God has forsaken us when prayers are answered with silence and “the good life” is anything but? It is no exaggeration to say that there are hundreds of answers to Jesus’ disturbing question. Over the last two thousand years any theologian worth the title has offered meaning to Jesus’ desperate cry, so this morning I would like to offer a single thought, which is this: God completely empties himself so that he might assume those whom he desires to redeem. To put it another way—God becomes godforsaken so that the godforsaken will have life.
Jesus CrossFor Jesus to cry out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” is to reveal that God’s heart within the Trinity is breaking. God, himself, is experiencing death. This is the moment in which the “Our Father” becomes “My God.” Throughout the Gospels, when Jesus prays, he prays to his Father. Now, his prayer becomes “My God.” It is both personal and newly distant. His prayer now becomes “My God” because the divine essence within Jesus is dying with his humanity. Stanley Hauerwas puts it this way: “Christ [dies] on our behalf and in our place. Hear these words, ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ and know that the Son of God has taken our place, become for us the abandonment our sin produces, so that we may live confident that the world has been redeemed by this cross.”
It is no accident that Jesus prays in the words of the 22nd Psalm. Praying the psalms offers our life form. The Psalms invite us to praise, to sing, to cry out in anger, and to lament. Although Christ dies in our stead, Jesus’ cry from the Psalms gathers those whom God loves together into one body, again as Hauerwas writes, “The life of Jesus has been the perfect prayer the Psalms are meant to form.”
Jesus Cross 2In this moment, the “Our Father” becomes “My God.” In this moment God is self-emptying and becoming godforsaken so that we who are far away will be drawn into communion with the divine. In this moment, our assumptions that faith offers “the good and prosperous life” are shattered. In this moment, Jesus cries through the Psalms, offering our life to be conformed to his, the one who “Emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death—even death on a cross,” so that we might also be united in his Resurrection.
I pray that you remember, believe, and trust in God’s self-emptying love, so that you can go into the broken places of the world and proclaim a life of Resurrection which can be shared today and forever; a life with no fear because Christ has conquered death. God abandoned himself, so that we, and the whole of creation, would never be. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.