Sermon: Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom

         Today, the last Sunday of this liturgical year, as we end the time we’ve spent reading through the Gospel According to Luke and are about to turn the page and spend a year reading Matthew’s Gospel.

         Today we celebrate Christ the King Sunday, wrestling with what Christ’s Kingship means.

         Wrestling with it because we get this exalted description of Christ’s Kingship found in the letter to the Colossians—

-The Invisible God made Visible,

-The One Upon Whom thrones, dominions, rulers and powers depend,

-The Head of the Church.

         Wrestling because we also find this same king holding court with criminals, the cross his throne.

         Somewhere between these two realities of who Jesus is as King—lofty and laughed at,

we find ourselves in his presence.

         And, in this place, we become vulnerable, but so deeply loved. Humbled and in the presence of a ruler so strange he is strung up with us.

         Then we, like the second thief,

we can do nothing other than ask, “Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom.”

         Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom

Let us pray

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom.

         Because the visibility of God you offer me, seems still invisible. We do not see you in the stable, we do not arrive with those unstable, or at least unwelcome, Shepherds.

We do not give room at the inn or go beyond the rumors about your strange family—Joseph and Mary, quite a scandal there.

The audacity of your forgiveness, we assign it to God and assess your healings as blasphemy.

When you hang out with the wrong type of people, we say there could be no Godliness in such association.

We choose to ignore you when you enter Jerusalem because we expected a war horse, but we got a donkey—because the donkey... (Makes all the difference).

We look at cross and see only God’s abandonment.

I cannot trust that you came here for me, in flesh and in real time, that I might have life eternal.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom

         Because beyond your blessed body, and my ignorance of it, I also miss everything else!

I cannot believe all that is, seen and unseen, is a gift, from God.

I am given every opportunity to say thank you, and I instead say no thanks, and ignore my neighbor on top of it all…

No, ignoring them would be better, I grow to hate them, often over petty things. It’s like I’m starving and a feast beyond compare has been served, and I’m fiddling with the butter packet and do not notice the wonderful meal before me.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom

         Because, I’m part of the Church, above me is the Head, the Lordship of Christ, I get to be a disciple, to follow after you.

Yet, I am the body, and choose to follow my appetites instead of the Mind of Christ. My eccentricities and limited view of the world gets in the way.

There is a whole community here

—one spanning space and time, yet today I’d break it for a moment of petty retribution.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom

         (Pause)

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom… where God’s fullness is revealed. Where Emmanuel, God with Us, is obvious.

Where stable birth and Mary’s song—God’s in that.

Family Tree and Temptations—a God sighting.

Where when a woman speaks or a Samaritan of any sort is present, they are found in the gentle protection of Your wings.

Where Sabbath is for liberation, Repentance is regular, and Prayer is persistent.

Where poverty, wealth, or social standing do not bar thy gates.

Where entrance is costly, and utterly free.

Where your Holy Spirit moves me to trust in your gift of eternal life, for I do not have the power to do so on my own.

Yes, Jesus, remember me.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom… where this creation I take for granted is recreated and I are unable to live any way other than in utter awe!

Where resurrection overflows everywhere! The great yearning this broken world has suffered under is at an end, it bursts forth with Joy at the new life you give us, give it, make of all that is—new life!

Where thankfulness is always at hand.

Where I can love my neighbor.

Where I can fully pay attention to all the grace you have given, this wondrous world on offer.

Yes, Jesus, remember me.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom... you body, the Church… remember us here!

Where we are no longer beheaded, instead head and body work as one. The ideals of Christ and the actuality of your Church—are in sync.

Where your work of reconciliation is recognizable to those of us here together,

And also to those who hear of us second hand!

That this will be a place where breaches of relationship are repaired.

Where we hold one another to account, and also help each other to attain justice and receive mercy.

Yes, Jesus, remember me.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom.

         So often I do not see your presence, be present with me.

         It is hard to be thankful sometimes, give me eyes to see your wonders and lips to praise you for them.

         Your Church falls short of our high calling, call us by name and make us yours.

Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom.

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Hate Crimes aren’t a Partisan Issue

            You all know I’m kinda a partisan hack. The Iraq War radicalized me and this blog, which up until July 5^th, 2003 was simply a place where I posted religious thoughts and poetry. I railed against the Bush administration for 5 years, worked my first election in 2004 when I thought the Democratic Party’s mediocre candidates, John Kerry and his philandering VP, could steer America in a better direction. I bought the Obama hype hook line and sinker, and kinda still do. Before this election I gave 3 reasons why I supported Hillary over Trump.

            So, you know on a visceral partisan level, I am sad blue lost to red. Steelers beat Ravens, Oakland beat Denver. And if that was all this was, who cares, right? Then people out there protesting are like sports fans whose team lost the game.

            But there is something else that is going on that goes well beyond partisan politics, and I hope most Republicans and Libertarians would agree that American needs to stand-up against. In this first week after the election—Wednesday to Wednesday—the Southern Poverty Law Center reports that there were 437 instances of harassment based on race, religion, country of origin, gender, etc. This compares to an average from 2013 of 114 instances a week (to be clear I don’t know how best to compare how the FBI and the SPLC label these things). That’s almost a 4-fold increase!

            This uptick in hateful acts is so noticeable that our Bishop wrote a letter addressing this issue, first to the clergy, then passed it on to everyone in the New Jersey Synod. Here is an excerpt:

“Regardless of who you or your parishioners voted for, we all must denounce this behavior. As the body of Christ, we are called to stand with those whom God loves and claims as God's own cherished children. We are called to speak out when we witness acts of hatred. We are charged to eradicate racism in all its forms, welcome the refugee and immigrant, and work for justice and peace in all the earth. There is no place for bigotry in our church… We need to risk our own safety in order to step up and tell them they are wrong. We need to examine our own prejudices and biases and confess our own sinfulness. By our actions, we will witness to the truth as expressed by Bishop Desmond Tutu: "Goodness is stronger than evil; love is stronger than hate; light is stronger than darkness; life is stronger than death".”

            And before we think this is just another media freak out. Two quick personal stories.

1. A couple who are friends of mine are wondering if they should go home for Thanksgiving to Upstate New York, because there have been 3 anti-Semitic incidents in their home town, and they wonder if they and their children will be safe.

2. There was an incident between a server and a customer at Trolley Car Diner right next to my seminary in Philly—a common hang out for Seminarians and a great place to get ice cream in the summer.

The incident is a she-said-she said kind of thing (here, here, and here are 3 different stories about the incident). Post-election a customer came in with Trump gear; the server said snide things she shouldn’t have said. The owner of Trolley Car disciplined the server.

The next morning the same customer came in again. The customer said she was “checked” by the server. The server and owner said the customer purposefully snuck up behind the server and when the server turned around from her table she accidently bumped into the lady.

Then, Jack Posobiec, the Special Projects Manager of Citizens for Trump, showed up and tweeted to his 60,000 followers that they needed to do something about Trolley Car Diner. Since then the owner of Trolley Car has received so many death threats and the building arson threats, that they had to disconnect their phones. Some of these threats have been explicitly anti-Semitic, for example, referring to the owner’s last name, “'Weinstein,' eh? Interesting name. Very oven-worthy."

            So, I’m saying this simply, these attacks are wrong.

            They go against the faith of Jesus Christ.

            They go against, as well, the highest values of our society.

            Winning, or losing, an election never justifies hate, never justifies violence.

            Those who would use the election of Donald Trump as a platform for peddling the dead and deadly ideology of white supremacy are wrong.

            To those of you who are inclined to these evil deeds, listen to the President Elect himself. Stop It!

Sermon: Bad News, Good News

Bad News, Good News

          I would encourage you all, in this coming week, to find someone who you disagree with politically (not your Pastor, by the way), and exchange smart-phones, or tablets, or computers, or whatever you use to look at your Social Media.

Take a look at the stories they read, the pictures and comments they are exposed to.

I imagine they will be the complete opposite of what you see and are exposed to.

Is it any wonder that for the first time in our nation’s history every state that voted for a Republican for President also voted for a Republican for Senate and vice versa with Democrats?

Is it any wonder that on a whole no one split their ballots this year.

It’s like we’re not breathing the same air,

singing the same songs,

or living in the same realities.

          It’s sort of like that famous picture of a duck… or is it a rabbit?

The same reality can be seen through two very different lenses.

          And so too the Word of God

—it is Law and Gospel

—When Lutherans read the Bible we experience it as a two edged sword. It kills us and makes us alive. As is said so often it “afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.”

          God’s word afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.

Prayer

God’s Word afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.

          Think of fire—it’ll warm your house, or burn it down.

          Or, this “Great and Terrible Day of the Lord” Malachi speaks of as he warns his people, people returned from Babylon and already growing complacent, warns them about their impurities. The Day of the Lord will be an oven, burning up everything and leaving nothing.

          Yet, this “Great and Terrible Day of the Lord” is also the sun around which we circle, giving heat and light, allowing all things to grow.

          I think of those horrible forest fires we get out west—everything is burnt, the underbrush swallowed up, trunks blackened

—and strangely it is necessary.

Pinecones only sprout seed when heated in hellish inferno. Growth can only occur when all is burnt.

          Or think more carefully of Malachi’s message—impurities in metal are removed in flame, and the sores and sickness of a wound can only fully heal when exposed to the open air.

          We can only see our savior when we’re face to face with our sins—only in our deepest need can we find redemption.

God’s Word afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.

          You’ve been saved by Jesus acting on your behalf—no work of yours can win salvation—he is the Resurrected one and shall Return. Wait for the Lord!

          Not a bad message by any measure

…though I think we can all agree here today… by the mere fact that we are here today… 2000 years later

—the nearness of Christ’s return that Paul preached has more to do with personal accountability than chronological immediacy

—in other words, the Return of Christ should encourage us to measure our actions in light of Christ present with us, not throw us into unhelpful speculation.

          Would you really do that to someone else if Jesus was looking over your shoulder?

          “Wait for the Lord.” Not a bad message

—but a message badly heard by the Thessalonians.

Some in the community appear to have thought, “Gee, Christ is coming, I’ll just wait around and do nothing—nitpicking the people in my church who work hard, and I’ll even live off their work.”

          This of course doesn’t work, for if Christ acts on our behalf, how can we not act in imitation of it, not for salvation, but out of gratitude? “Do not weary of doing right!” Paul proclaims.

          Think of the meaning of those words for the people who were nitpicking and not participating—weary, I’m afraid of being weary.

          But think too of what those words meant for the nitpicked

—don’t be weary,

what you are doing is right!

In the face of all the obstacles of being a Christian in the Early Church,

persecution by the government,

factionalism within the faith,

a painful split with Judaism,

in the face of all that do not weary in doing what it right!

God’s Word afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.

          Look at all this grandeur, one of the greatest edifices upon the earth—the temple in Jerusalem

—a Religious Disneyland at times

—nothing will be left.

All these great things you helped put together will be ended, destroyed.

          If you are faithful all that awaits you is:

the lure of leaders who are not leaders,

wars, insurrections, geo-political rivalries,

natural disasters and man made disasters,

horrifying sights you would never have expected in your wildest dreams,

arrest, persecution, betrayal by friends and family

—you will be exposed and have to explain your faith in Jesus.

          That sounds horrifying, right? This is affliction without comfort!

We wouldn’t want to live in such interesting of times, we’d hate for this to be our lot in life—even less so the reality for our Children.

No gospel there, right?

          Except that was exactly what the early church was facing.

-The Destruction of the Temple, the center of Religious Life, at the hands of the Romans.

-Violent revolutionaries claiming the same title as Jesus.

-Infighting between Emperors,

Mount Vesuvius exploding killing everyone in Pompeii and covering everything within 750 miles with ash.

-Famines throughout the Empire that shaped birth patterns for a generation,

-Formal and informal persecution—led by soldiers or led by peasant with pitchfork—neither very nice.

-Christianity seen as unfriendly, unsocial, and against family values.

-Christians drug before people in power, forced to repent of their faith, or at least explain it, often at the edge of a sword.

          Yes, I believe to those afflicted Christians…

Being advised to trust Jesus’ message and testify to it.

Being reminded that their stand, in the face of opposition, was faithful.

Being turned from terror.

Being reminded what kind of Messiah Jesus is.

          To those afflicted Christians these words are utter comfort.

God’s Word afflicts the comfortable and comforts the afflicted.

          As for us, in our highly polarized country, so many sure of their positions, firmly entrenched, unwilling to see the other side, confident to the point of idolatry and dehumanization

—We duck people and rabbit people

—if we are honest with ourselves and with our God,

Humble enough to each entertain, as I suggested last week, the hardest of ideas that “maybe I’m wrong.”

We ought to pray for ourselves and for our kin, that God will afflict the comfortable and comfort the afflicted.

Amen.

Sermon: The Election and Eternity

There were two brothers, not always the best of friends, but they usually got along okay. They owned a garage together, did brake repair, emissions testing, oil changes, stuff like that.

Whenever a customer would come in for custom and detail work, whichever brother was there would do the job and keep the profit.

Well, one of the brothers started to tell customers to come in for that type of stuff when his brother wasn’t around, so he’d get the work.

I’m sure you can imagine what happened next, the second brother eventually caught on, and it all blew-up.

They sold the garage and never talked to one another again,

they became enemies.

When the first brother died the second didn’t even attend his funeral.

It was a shame for the whole family.

And today, as we consider Jesus’ blessings and woes, his call to love our enemies and do to others as we would have them do to us

—on this All Saints Sunday,

only a few days before the election,

I would like to preach to you about The Election, and Eternity. The Election, and Eternity.

Let us pray

“Blessed are the poor, hungry, weeping, hated. Cursed are the Rich, Full, Laughing, Loved.”

This here is Luke at his most basic level, the Good News of Jesus brings reversal.

As little Mary sings at the beginning of this Gospel, her child will topple kings from their thrones,

the lowly will be blessed,

the proud will be scattered,

the hungry fed,

the rich left empty.

Yes, a Gospel of reversal.

Immediately before Jesus’ sermon here, he heals the crowd. Those most vulnerable, the possessed and sickly, meet Jesus in a profound and life changing way. And there is something to that…

when we’re in need, we are more likely to notice Jesus doing something.

When vulnerable, we’re more likely to embrace transformation. Truly, the poor, hungry, weeping, and hated are uniquely blessed when they encounter God’s riches, fullness, comfort, and embrace.

Additionally though, there is something profoundly jarring about these blessings and curses. They make us do a double take,

ask what blessing means,

what our own lives do to bless or curse the vulnerable.

Make us wonder if we’ve prioritized the wrong things, and what we thought were curses are blessings and what we thought were blessings are curses.

If we have any idols sitting in our back pocket, things we’re absolutely sure of, that aren’t the promises of God, we lose them here. Jesus’ words shake us and make us say those very uncomfortable words, “maybe I’m wrong.”

          I think about fighting with a pastor when I was in 4^th grade and just read the whole bible, all on my own with no help from anyone

—I insisted that the most interesting book in the Bible was the book of Job (wrong)… and I wouldn’t let him correct my pronunciation—I knew it couldn’t be the book of Job (right)…

maybe I’m wrong—a little humility goes a long way.

          Maybe I’m wrong about riches and poverty, fullness and hunger, mourning and joy, maybe I’m wrong about loving and hating!

          And, while he touches on that last one, love and hate, Jesus pushes the case, “Love your enemy…do to others as you would have them do to you.”

          Some, the stereotypical Lutheran Theologian, might simply throw up their hands at this command—it is impossible, thank God we’ve got Jesus and he saves us, because loving our enemies is just another command we can’t keep.

          Others focus on these commands as a means of Jewish resistance against Roman occupation. They point out turning the other cheek means your attacker will have to hit you in the way that acknowledged you as of the same social standing as them, a Roman Citizen.

They point out that a Roman Legionnaire was allowed to ask for anyone’s cloak, but if they took your shirt they would be disciplined by their commanding officer...

and these historical insights aren’t without value, they point out how you can resist violence without becoming violent yourself—no small feat.

          But, if we hold onto this command—love your enemies—it can transform relationships, it can end enmity

—it can ideally make the idea of enemy itself, disappear.

If you refuse to return evil for evil and do your best to remember the other person is a Child of God, you will be changed.

Maybe—and of course we know we cannot change other people, only our reactions to them

—but maybe, they too will be softened and transformed by the changes you makes in yourself, their experience of a you as a person who refuses to see them as enemy.

          Humility and transformed relationships

—the ability to say “maybe I’m wrong” and ending the very idea of enemy…

that’s powerful stuff… and important to hold onto as we consider The Election and Eternity.

          Let’s be frank—we all, as a congregation, a town, a state, a nation, will have to live with one another after Tuesday, election day.

There will be winners and losers in this election. And, because this election has been going on since the end of the last one, losing will sting profoundly for one side, and victory will be exultant for the other.

I hope, we as people whose Lord preached these head turning blessings and woes, we Christians, can be humble about it—be willing to look at all the volleys of partisan arrows slung in this endless campaign, now at rest, and in the clear light of day say of some of our most hyperbolic of claims “Gee, maybe I was wrong.”

          I’m being very intentional about calling some of these arguments this election cycles arrows—it’s like we’re at war. It’s like we’ve become enemies, instead of simply citizens debating about the best way to govern our nation for the next 2 to 4 years.

I hope and pray we Christians can model the way of our Lord

—how to refuse to see the other as enemy, and act in such a way that they might see the same.

         

I can only imagine—what the cloud of saints who’ve gone before us see, how humbling the view of this world is from eternity.

I can only imagine—the reconciliation that has taken place between those who were once enemies, but now at the throne of grace are transformed, free!

          I wonder, I imagine, I hope, that those two brothers, separated over money, separated by death

—I hope when they meet one another again, they’ll see clearly, the fallibilities they both brought to the table and meet humbled,

meet as well, reconciled, their relationship transformed.

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Sermon: Stewardship is Discipleship

Stewardship is Discipleship

         It is precarious, whenever multiple things happen on a Sunday, be it Memorial Day and Pentecost falling on the same day or even, as it will be this year—Christmas falling on… a Sunday… competing values crop up pretty quickly

—how do we honor the memory of those who died in battle and the coming of the Holy Spirit, 

or stranger still, how do we honor the family event that Christmas morning has become and also honor the Christian commitment to worship every Sunday to celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Obviously within the Church, the Christian trumps the cultural / the sacred is honored over days ordained by the secular state, and yet, they do bleed into one another.

         And so too today, we’re commemorating the 499^th anniversary of the Lutheran Reformation and at the same time holding Stewardship Sunday—dedicating our pledges of money and service.

         Perhaps you can see how this could be awkward? First I tell you about how Luther fought against the sale of indulgences, second I talk to you about tithing. 

Religion and money bad, religion and money good.

         And yet, what Luther actually says about the sale of indulgences gets to the heart of, of all things, Stewardship… it reminds us that Stewardship is another word for Discipleship.

         Stewardship is another word for Discipleship.

Let us pray

         Luther wrote up 95 points of debate regarding the sale of indulgences back in 1517, sparking what would become the Lutheran Reformation. 

These 95 points can be summed up in 5 points, which you can find in your bulletin.

1.   Christ calls us to repentance, not penance

2.   Indulgences are indulgent

3.   All the Pope can do is point to Christ

4.   Indulgences are indefensible

5.   Indulgences don’t bring peace, but Christ’s cross brings salvation.

One: Christ calls us to repentance, not penance

We are not called to just hold on, so that we can die in a state of grace. 

Jesus Christ doesn’t tell us to sit tight and just don’t make any sudden movements that might get us in trouble with the big guy up stairs until we die and receive our eternal reward. 

The Christian life is not about white-knuckling it until you get to heaven. 

It isn’t about hording get out of jail free cards. 

No, it is about a life changed and transformed by God.

It is about turning around, doing a 180

—you were trying to get to New England from here by driving South, now you are heading North, because you’ve been turned around! You were lost, now you are found.

Two: Indulgences are indulgent

         The Indulgence system started during the Crusades where knights were told that if they died while attempting to capture the Holy Land the punishment they deserved for their sins would be removed. Soon enough this system was monetized, by Luther’s day the worst abusers of the Penance system were essentially selling get out of hell and/or Purgatory cards.

         This whole way of ordering someone’s religious life was too easy, per Luther. It threw out the traditional focus on Alms, Fasting, and Prayer. 

Worse still, some people began to trust in a piece of paper in their pocket, instead of the Gospel in their hearts and on their lips.

Three: All the Pope can do is point to Christ

         This is the crux of Luther’s argument.

 Yes, any punishment the Pope adds to the wrath of God can be removed by the Pope

—so if he says murderers must say an extra 5 hail Marys, he can then say—no you don’t have to… 

but when it comes to actual forgiveness of Sin, the Pope is in the same place as every Christian—all he can do is point to the promises of God and proclaim that Jesus loves you. 

If these get out of jail free cards promise anything more than that, they are promising nothing. 

In fact, Luther adds, the Pope has never offered anything more than Christ crucified and raise, if someone suggests otherwise, they are misrepresenting the faith.

Four: Indulgences are indefensible

         Luther goes on to say it is really hard, as a good Catholic Religious Leader, to defend the faith when people make such strong arguments against indulgences—for example: 

“If the Church can empty purgatory with the snap of a finger, and haven’t, what kind of monsters are running the joint?” 

“If the real reason the Church sells indulgences is for their building project, wouldn’t it be more faithful to sell all the gold stuff the Pope has?”

 and “Isn’t there something wrong with a system in which an unrepentant enemy of God can buy a genuinely godly person out of purgatory?”

--Ouch, right?

Five: Indulgences don’t bring peace, but Christ’s cross brings salvation

         Finally, Luther warns us not to grasp at the false peace of these pieces of paper easily bought, but instead to cling to the Cross of Christ, 

This is an impossible, and yet grace filled thing,

to take up his yoke and find it is light

to count the cost, and find that the price has already been paid,

…to follow him wherever he goes

Yes, to be a follower of Jesus, a Disciple!...

         Stewardship is Discipleship, following after Jesus… 

this is one of the many gifts of this congregation

—our Stewardship Team already understand their job as more than doing this Fall Stewardship Drive, 

more than helping you plan to be generous—and let me be clear in case you misunderstand, learning to be generous is a rich and deep part of the Christian life..

—Stewardship is a year round thing and a whole self-thing

bringing prayer partners together in Lent,

getting us talking about the 7 fruits of the Spirit and what the Spirit is doing in our lives, 

making us aware of others in Christ-like ways.

         Stewardship, conceived simply as money for a budget with religious language attached to it, falls into the same category as Indulgences, it makes the faith too small.

Stewardship isn’t only of the gold and green things of our lives, but our whole lives—

Stewardship is taking care of everything that is ours, figuring out how Jesus’ encounter with us changes all that we have!

Time, Talents, and Possessions as we sometimes say,

What God has first given us—our whole selves given back to us on account of grace.

         Yes, you knew I’d get us there—Grace.

         As Jeremiah writes, God is transforming us from within—now what? / A new heart, so what do we hold within it?

         The Psalmist sings In the thunderstorms of life, as battles rage, we find protection in God, shelter with our savior—what do we do after the storm, knowing the battle is won?

         Paul preaches that The whole world has been given the gift of a Passover—death has passed over us—what do we do with this beautiful precious life we have?

         John insists that we’ve been freed, we were enslaved, now we’re adopted—how are we going to be family?

         God has acted through Jesus Christ for our sake, that means our entire life is a life of ongoing transformation!

How are we going to be good Stewards of all that we have and all that we are? How are we going to follow Jesus—be disciples?

         The Reformation pushes us beyond false assurance and limited commitment; it reminds us that stewardship is another word for discipleship.

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