So, as you might remember, when the power went out after Sandy I created Read, Reflect, Pray.
Well... it's been a long winter.
;)
This winter I took it upon myself to collect and edit a series of sermons from my classmates, Nine Sermons from the Lutheran Theological Seminary Class of 2011.
Additionally, I participated in National Novel Writing Month... though I confess my version of a "month" ran into the New Year.
Well, after leaving the novel I produced fallow for 6 weeks, and then editing it, I intend to release Silicon Soul on March 27th.
If you read our 2 year vision plan in
the last Newsletter, you’ll know that we are posting all the Sunday sermons
online on Youtube… one of the interesting things I am able to do,
being the account’s administrator,
is look at the statistics about how
people watch the sermons online.
With
a few exceptions the average person watches one of my sermons for a little over
3 minutes. I initially felt kinda bad about that… but then I remembered just
how badly the American attention span suffers
—the average person as of 2012 can
only keep focused on one thing for 8 seconds
—a whole one second less than a
goldfish
—and the three minutes and fifteen
seconds I get from a viewer on Youtube is a whopping 33 seconds more than the
average youtube video gets.
So,
with those three minutes in mind—I’d like to try something a little different
today—I’d like to do a sort of Machine Gun sermon—the Gospel in three minutes
or less, four times.
Let
us pray
1.
Look
at us, raising a generation on our complaints about God and God’s people. We
keep claiming things used to be great
—we point to God’s acts in the past so often we’ve in fact pushed God there
for good.
By ushering God into the past, we’ve
destroyed our children’s future relationship with God. We’ve poisoned our
community with our nostalgia—we’ve ensured we’ll be the last generation of
God’s people.
But
look, God doesn’t leave us here, wailing in the wilderness
—we complain of no food, yet we eat
God’s manna.
Then we complain of no good food, and
God offers us quail.
We complain of no water, yet from the
very Rock of God our thirst is quenched. We are brought low, humbled, by a
poison that parallels our own poisonous, venomous words
—snake venom for our snake tongues.
And
then, like someone going through the steps, at a Narcotics Anonymous meeting,
we are forced to look up and face the poisonous creature.
We name the elephant in the room, we
look our troubles in the face.
We survive, wounded but aware and
alive
—facing the world as it is
--facing our own culpability and
treachery,
facing the fact that it is God alone
who has brought us this far.
Amen.
2.
Look
at us. We who are scattered, so far
away from what can be called home—so far away too from one another. We’re strangers here.
Yet God grabs us up, and brings us
home, holding our hand as we travel to safety. God also searches far and wide
to gather us in, that we might be together again. We are no longer immigrants,
no longer strangers, but brothers and sisters reunited, together again with
those who we love.
Look
at us. We who are sick, so low and
oppressed by the power of death, that simply putting water to our lips, or food
in our bellies, is impossible. Truly we’re
ill.
Yet God is the Good Physician. God
saves us from distress, with His Word, so often spoken by a sister or brother
in the faith, He heals. His steadfast love is balm and a Band-Aid, it is
prescription and ointment—recovery and release, healing and wholeness.
He is with us through the whole
process, steadfast and never abandoning, unceasing in His care.
Amen!
3.
My God! We are dead and disobedient.
We are an uncomfortable point…
A metaphor and a truth that no one
wants to speak—but here it is,
we’re controlled by death and captured by powers which defy God.
We’re
hardwired with habits and inclinations that hurt us and those around us. There
is this rut running through the world
—catching our tires and pulling us
along
—a rut that runs into a ditch that is
Death.
But,
My God! Our God! God, loved us even
when we were dead, and God raised us up.
God
saved us from our disobedience and has taught us a new way
—has walked a different path,
one that leads us out of the ditch,
one that raises us out of that rut,
and runs right into our neighbor’s
lives.
Right to places that have been placed
before us so that we might live for, and with, each other.
This
new way is nothing short of re-learning how to live.
It’s
one big turn around,
one big ongoing U-turn
A turn we’vebiff on often enough,
but still we are called to follow.
So
often we think of the trajectory of our life as this: “We live, and then we
die. Point A is life, and point B, sooner
or later, is death.
But
that’s not the path we’re on
—that’s not the path we Christian are
on.
We can say, in truth, we were dead,
but now we are alive.
Point A was death, and point B,
sooner or later, is life!
You
were dead and damned in Sin.
Because
of Christ, you are alive and saved.
Amen.
4.
I
sometimes wonder why we worry about eternal punishment.
Why do we look to the future for a
sorting out of all things?
Why do we wait for judgment to be
upon us? Look at how we live now. Look how we treat one another, how we choose
to act and to live.
Our condemnation is right here—no not
in total,
but consider all those things we hide from one another
—sometimes we even hide them fromourselves…
consider all that is done in
darkness. Consider those things we think to turn a blind eye to, those things
in ourselves and in our neighborhoods and in the larger world, that we would
rather pretend don’t exist.
When
the Light of Christ is shined there
—shined here
—shined on us
—those things we are not proud of
skitter away, like Cockroaches running under a fridge when the light comes on.
The hidden, is revealed.
This brings both pain and healing—because often you are only as sick as your
secrets.
When
the Light of Christ shines here…
When the light of Christ shines, it
shimmers with those precious words,
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, so that everyone
who believes in him may not perish, but have eternal life.”
A light that shines like the sun
after a long winter—
melting away the dirtied snow,
revealing the good God intended for
His creation and his children.
Like the sun, giving good growth to
long dormant seeds, and fresh leaves to trees long dead in winter’s grasp.
