Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sermon - One for all (Pentecost 3B)

Pentecost 3B                                                                                                                      June 14, 2015
Mark 4:26-34, 2 Corinthians 5:6-17                              Panzer Liturgical and Patch Protestant Services

I do love Spring. I can’t wait for the garden center to put out the containers of flowers and vegetables, to look at packages of seeds, to think of the harvest ahead. We have a big garden plot in our back yard. Last summer we planted some lettuce, and enjoyed it before the frost came . This year we waited with great anticipation for it to be warm enough to plant – May 15th. We purchased some flowers for window boxes and pots in the front, four tomato plants, and seed packets for leaf lettuce, carrots, beets and radishes.

Talk about immediate gratification. It took less than 28 days from planting to harvest to gather a large bowl of radishes – 2 different kinds. And on Saturday, we planted again, so that we could have more in another 28 days.  Our tomato plants have blooms, some small tomatoes are setting, and so far, no black rust fungus. Our lettuce is getting close to ready and the beets and carrots have broken through and look like they are going to make a good showing later this summer.

How does this happen? A seed gets planted in the ground and sooner or later, a crop is ready to be harvested. Oh, we do a little – make sure there is good soil, take away the weeds, give them water and sometimes shelter them from an unexpected cold. But the process of growing is really out of our hands, unless we kill our crop from benign neglect. What a miracle to watch fruits and vegetable and grains come into their full potential all around us. All we have to do is sow and get ready for the harvest.

When you heard the lesson for today, I’ll bet you said, OK, today’s lesson is the one about the mustard seed, I know this one. In fact, the mustard seed is the star of parables in all three synoptic gospels, but is used differently in each.  In Matthew & Luke it’s a simple message – the mustard seed is small, but grows into a big tree. It’s a metaphor for faith – faith, even if it’s small, is big enough to uproot the largest tree.

But in Mark, Jesus prefaces the mustard seed parable with another about sowing seed. It addresses the joint nature of the harvest. The sower plants the seeds, maybe carefully, maybe just throwing them to the wind to fall down where they may. But the biggest process is not in the sower’s control. Botanists can describe in great detail what’s going on under the ground, but it seems like a huge miracle when you plant a seed that’s the size of a grain of sand, and a month later you have something crunchy to eat on a salad. Yes, the sower or farmer can make conditions optimal for growth, but the power for the seed to sprout and make fruit is the hands of God and his creation alone.

We are quick to put all kinds of conditions on what it means to be a person of faith. Did you say the right prayer? Where you baptized by the right person in the right church by the right means? Are you attending the right church? How do you interpret scripture? Do you follow the right rules?

But Jesus seems to contradict this premise. In the first parable we hear that “the kingdom is like scattering seed.”  The sower/farmer doesn’t know exactly how it happens, but the seed grows and the harvest comes. And that makes many of us uncomfortable, right? We want to ask Jesus, are you sure that the kingdom comes in spite of us? Apparently, both Matthew and Luke are uncomfortable with this world as well; they omit this first parable and all talk of secrets. What remains clear in Mark’s view of the kingdom is that it is a marvelous thing and not really under our control. Small beginnings cam make for large outcomes, even when our intentions get in the way.[i] 

Our work in God’s fields matter, but when we are tempted to claim credit for the conversion of souls to Christ or the growth of the Kingdom of God, we must remember that God works whether we are awake or asleep. No matter how committed we are to the process, our efforts are small like mustard seed in relationship to the infinite nature of God’s kingdom, and they are able to be whisked away in the slightest breeze. But God chooses to bless them and grow them, sometimes beyond our wildest imaginations.[ii]

And that’s the easy part of the lesson. But there is a more difficult message imbedded in this second parable… difficult if you like your Kingdom of God neat and orderly and the way it’s always been. If you ask any farmer in the Middle East about the mustard tree or shrub, they will tell you that once it gets in your garden you may never get rid of it. So maybe one of the first questions a person in Jesus’ audience would ask is, “Why would you intentionally plant mustard seeds in your garden?” Not only is it a rather knarly weed, but when it grows large enough for birds to come and roost in its branches, those birds are going to do a lot of damage to the other crops you have planted.

Last year we had to place a net over our small lettuce crop, because the birds kept swooping down and carrying away our harvest. This year we have applied a different tactic, and so far it’s working just fine. All that said, roosting birds in a garden will eat your crop, wake you up early and leave little presents behind … it’s hard to imagine a world where you invite them to come make a home with you.

But that’s exactly what Jesus did. He invited everyone to come and follow him. The passage that we read today from 2 Corinthians is pretty complicated and convoluted, but it ends with a declarative statement. Paul writes:
For the love of Christ urges us on, because we are convinced that one has died for all; therefore all have died… So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! 2 Corinthians 5:14,17 (NRSV)
Paul said a lot of things that we as the church declare as definitive – absolute must-follows for faith. Well, I think we need to add this one to the list. Here Paul echoes the message of the parable. Jesus came and died for everyone… for you, for me, for the person next door, for the guy who stole your parking place at Wal-Mart, for the people sitting on death row in Texas, for those who haven’t even heard of him yet, for those who don’t believe.  And when people do commit themselves to Jesus, they are a part of our family, whether we want them to be or not.

But do we really believe this? Do we believe that every person who has walked on this earth has value simply because “Christ died for all”? Do we believe that because Jesus was willing to die for everyone, that gives their lives intrinsic value? Even at my most optimistic, I would have to say, No, we don’t. 

Author and pastor Dawn Chesser puts it this way:
In fact, most of us live quite the opposite of this. We want to say, ‘IF you do this, you do that, you live this way, you say these words, you vote this way, you vote that way, THEN you will have value.’ But Paul says that each person’s value has already been established through Christ’s death… We don’t need to know whether or not a person has confessed Christ as his or her personal Lord and Savior before we decide to treat him or her with dignity and respect… We don’t need to know anything about the person, because we already know all we need to know: he or she is valuable because Christ died FOR him or her, just as for us.[iii]
It’s easy to get caught up in a “them vs us” mentality. In our worlds of education, position , income and status, we forget that “the original followers of Jesus were, in the eyes of the culture, all pretty much losers – lowly fishermen, despised tax collectors, prostitutes and criminals, lowlifes loathed by the religious establishment. [But ]maybe that’s the way the followers of Jesus have always looked to the rest of the world – those people desperate enough, lowly enough, to find hope in Jesus’ message.”[iv]

But this where we find hope: When we are struggling, experience significant loss, or just can’t seem to find our footing… when we wonder what the future holds and if this Jesus life is really for us, Jesus reminds us that the Kingdom of God comes of its own…and it comes for us. There is room for everyone in this kingdom. Jesus’ parables tell us that all things are possible because our God is great. We are those rascally birds who come to the giant weed-shrub for shelter, making noise and leaving a trail behind us. We think the work of faith is difficult, but really all we have to do is recognize our own need, and the needs of others to be a part of a community where everything is possible through the love and power of God.

I served a church in Oklahoma in a small, rural community it the middle of a high plains desert. It was hot and flat with lots of wide open spaces, which is pretty good if you want to teach new pilots how to fly big planes. The people there were either farmers and ranchers, worked at the Air Force base or at the local meat processing plant, or supported those industries with stores and restaurants, schools and churches. 

In this town, there is a right and a wrong side of the tracks. And it would be easy to keep those distinctions, especially in church. But when kids at the local elementary school told their parents that some classmates didn’t eat from school lunch on Friday to breakfast on Monday, a backpack ministry was born, sending home non-perishable foods to tide students over for the weekend. When teenagers from the youth group encountered folks asking for money for food when they were having a camp fundraiser, a monthly free meal was started, and soon spread to other churches so that every Saturday there was somewhere to get a hot meal at lunchtime, no strings attached.

When the local Christmas toy drive was short on the number of gifts needed for the children registered, $10,000 was raised in two days, with individuals and businesses pitching in to help. Last year, Project Noel provided gifts for 700 children and youth in that community.  This year, their vacation bible school invited children from every neighborhood to participate and dozens of adults and youth helped them get excited about Jesus.  Each week, a bus or van goes to each neighborhood and picks up whoever wants to come to church – children and adults alike. It’s no wonder that people refer to this church as “the one that helps people.”

Perhaps the next hardest part of our Christian journey is not how we come to faith ourselves, or even how willing we are to spread the good news around us, but how we respond to those who believe and are willing to come to Christ. The Christian church, especially in the United States and Europe, seems preoccupied with the numbers related to church membership and blind to the way that faith is being lived out in the world. Maybe it’s not enough to focus on the macro - like asking about how many people are coming to worship on Sunday morning.

Instead, we need to understand God's measure of growth: love. And in the process, we are compelled to ask ourselves these questions: Are we totally committed to loving God and neighbor? Do we make our every encounter an opportunity to witness his love? Are we guided by his word? Do we live in an ongoing dialog of prayer... speaking and listening to the divine presence in our lives?[v]

Today’s readings inspire us to see God in unexpected people and places. We are called to look beyond the obvious to discover God everywhere, in everyone. And while the life unfolding around us often feels precarious and unimportant – and our role infinitesimal – a great harvest and great possibilities are on the horizon for those who see from a God’s eye view, through the eyes of faith. Great things do come from small beginnings.[vi]

Amen.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Spain vacation - random thoughts - June 2015

We just got home from our big vacation of the year... the Andalusia region of Spain was quite amazing and I'm sure we only scratched the surface. Here's the rundown in a nutshell:

Days in Spain: 12
Kilometers in car: 1418 (850 miles)
Deb's Fitbit Steps: 152440
Which is equal to 62.2 miles
And flights of stairs 214 - most of them in Granada

We basically spent time in 5 regions - the beach from Rota to Los Canos de Meca, the African city of Tangier, Morocco, the rock known as Gibraltar, the historic city of Grenada, and the bustling metropolis of Seville.  Along the way, we took almost 1800 pictures and documented the beautiful countryside, architecture, art and food of the region.

As we went along, there were these mottoes which kept going through my brain. They highlight some of the struggles and surprises we encountered along the way.

In Rota: We're open unless we're not - time is relative
In Granada: What comes down must go up - very, very hilly
In Seville: There's a reason why we close in the middle of the day - Hot, hot, hot!
Seville Cathedral: More is more - gives new meaning to the phrase, "over the top"
Me: You can never have enough sunscreen or sangria or a soft enough bed.
5 College students from Texas Tech: We want pancakes so bad, we're willing to walk a mile in this heat to get them.
Tim (Shawn's dad): Is it time for ice cream yet?
Shawn: Wow, these old towns have narrow streets!


We had the great fortune to be in Spain for the Feast of Corpus Christi, 10 days after Pentecost. We were able to see the crowds gathered for worship and for the processional that morning in Granada. We visited beautiful churches that were not only filled with tourists, but also with worship - services for weddings and baptisms and the Eucharist. We decided that faith may be on the decline in some places but not in Spain - church is an integral part of people's lives and in the life of the society.


We walked on the beach, enjoyed the sunshine, and ate outside - a lot.  We had seafood almost every day, and ate a lot of really good ham. We never got good at eating really late, going to restaurants when they opened at 8pm and often the first customers there. We went out in the morning, rested in the afternoon and went out again after 6pm when the sun started going down and the temperatures started dropping.

Surprises along the way:
* A really great hamburger in Seville at "The Good Burger" - like "Five Guys" good.
* You get used to taking the heads off of your own shrimp... really.
* In Spanish tapas bars, tables are for eating and the bar is for drinking, and if you sit at a table you won't get your free tapas, but your feet won't hurt so badly.
* Cathedrals come in all shapes and sizes - baroque, Romanesque, gothic... some filled with light and some dark and mysterious.
* If you're looking for great classical Spanish art, don't go to the museums, go to the churches - that's where the great paintings and sculptures live.
* Eventually, you're going to want a pizza.
* The majority of my pictures are of architecture, tiles, ceilings, windows, doors, floors and food - the sights were mesmerizing.
* Our guide in Morocco said a very wise thing when he was talking about how people of different religions have found peace together there... he said, "I am Muslim and I don't understand everything about your religion and you are Christian and you don't understand everything about my religion, but that shouldn't keep us from being friends." I couldn't help but agree.

Peace, Deb