Monday, March 18, 2024

3.17.24 "My Only Hope!" Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena, CA

 Psalm 51

Psalm 51 … the cry of the soul for release and relief … 

The heartache of regret and sorrow …  


David’s Psalm of repentance … LORD have mercy! 


You know the story …


It begins when Samuel the Prophet is commissioned by God to find a successor to King Saul … 


King Saul’s in a state of collapse - the nation suffers under his leadership … 


God says to Samuel: Go visit Jesse and his sons … Jesse parades his sons before Samuel … all the boys, strong and healthy, fit for the job … but God says Nope!


It’s not the outside I notice, but what’s inside!


Samuel asks Jesse: Do you have any more sons?

Yes, replies Jesse, one more, the youngest; he’s keeping the sheep.

Send for him, says Samuel!

And when the boy returns from the field:

The LORD says: He’s the one; anoint him.


War comes to the land … the coastal-dwelling people, the Philistines, against the hill country people, the people of Israel … it’s a bitter war … Goliath, the great fighter challenges Israel’s army to send forth a champion, to fight on Israel’s behalf, a fight to the death, and to the victor, the victory - of the one army over the other.


No one steps forward, except a young boy … David.


David had gone to the battle front to bring supplies to his older brothers … he volunteers to combat the mighty Goliath …


King Saul welcomes him, and says, Here, take my armor”… but Saul’s armor proves too big, too heavy … David can’t move.


David says, I have all I need … my shepherd’s tools - I have a sling, and here are five smooth stones - this is all I need.


With that, David confronts Goliath, who taunts the boy, but it’s David who wins the day … 


With a shepherd’s skill, honed in the fields and forest defending the flock, David winds up and unleashes a stone speeding its way to Goliath, hitting him square in the forehead … and the mighty giant falls to the ground, dead.


A lot of pieces to the story … 


David becomes a court musician, to sooth the troubled King Saul … at one point, the King is so perturbed, jealous of David, Saul heaves a spear at David, nearly killing him.


David and Saul’s son, Jonathan, form a deep friendship … 


David achieves success in the army … Saul’s jealousy grows … in the end, Saul and Jonathan die in battle …  


David becomes king … 


Conquest and victory, defeat and loss, and victory again, David establishes the city of Jerusalem as the Capital City … 


David’s admired by many; feared by some … he’s a powerful man … his word unleashes war, his word builds a palace … he prays to God and writes the 23 Psalm, the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.


A young lady of considerable charm bathed on the nearby rooftop of her home … close enough for King David to see … 


David invites her to the palace … and the wheels of disaster are set in motion.


Bathsheba is with child … David’s child.


Now what?


She’s married to Uriah, one of David’s faithful soldiers.


David sends a message to his commander, and tells him to send Uriah home for some “R & R” … so it’ll appear that he’s the father.


But Uriah is so loyal, so dedicated … though he comes home, he refuses to be with his wife … he sleeps on the front porch of the palace, eager to return to his soldiers.


David’s frustrated, and finally orders one of his generals put Uriah into the front line of battle, and then call for a quick retreat … isolate him with the enemy … and it’s done, as David commands … Uriah is killed, Bathsheba is a widow … she becomes David’s wife … things go wrong … the child takes ill and dies … there is great sorrow.


Years ago, I told this story to an adult Sunday School class …as I told the tale, a lady suddenly slammed the palm of her hand down on the table, and screamed, “Where did you get that filthy story?”


It’s in the Bible, because the Bible tells the truth.


David is clearly a hero … but he’s also a human being.

He’s a man after God’s own heart, says the Bible, but he’s capable of crimes against heaven and earth.

David came face to face with the deadliest of all human realities: power … the power that says, You can do no wrong; you’re above the law; you’re immune.

Those who wrote the Bible made it clear: don’t be fooled by power … it only goes so far … and no further.


David pens the 51st Psalm: 

Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love, according to your abundant mercy, blot out my transgressions.


Honesty … confession … rebirth … 

Maybe even - kindness … humility … compassion …

That we’re all ok even when we’re not ok.

A hard road for David, I suspect … a hard road for any of us.


Several weeks ago I raised the question about sin, and asked, “Has the church made too much of sin?” 


I think it has … sin is “fun” to preach; flavor it with hellfire and brimstone, and we’ve got a show … I’ve been there … but if the church has made too much of sin, ignoring it doesn’t help either. 


We can’t pretend … any more than David could pretend.

We’re sunshine and warmth … we’re storm and lightening.

We’re the cherry on the ice cream … we’re the broken dish.

We’re the helping hand … and we couldn’t care less.

We’re saints, and we’re sinners.

We’re all children of God!

Sisters and brothers unto one another …


The magnitude of David’s sin makes our sin seem paltry, I  suppose … 

But sin is sin … huge and gruesome, or small and subtle … obvious to all, or known only but to ourselves …


The human condition …


David’s Psalm of Lament is part of our maturity … we need say no more than David said, nor should we say any less … Lord, have mercy!


Were you there when they crucified my LORD? asks the spiritual!


Yes, I was there … 


I was part of the crew that cut down the tree … I hauled the tree to the factory … I hewed the tree into the beams … 


Yes, I was there … I was a soldier doing my job … with a family to support, and bills to pay.


I was there … I laughed at the three bums on the cross … I laughed at their pain … “they deserve it” I thought … “let ‘em suffer” I said … and threw the dice for the clothing.


I was there … with the disciples who took off as fast as we could … and yes, I was there, as well, with the women who didn’t run away … I was the soldier who saw the majesty of God … I was one of the condemned who looked at Jesus dying next to me, and I asked for his love … I was all of them, and more … I was there, when they crucified my LORD.


LORD, have mercy!


Lent is never intended to be easy … but the important things of life are rarely easy … mostly hard … but not impossible … a challenge, an invitation - to tell the truth about ourselves, to apologize to heaven and to earth for the harm we’ve done, or the good we didn’t do … and to receive from the very heart of God, a rebirth of life and the renewing of our dreams.


Hallelujah and Amen!

Sunday, March 10, 2024

3.10.24, "Snakes & Salvation: Two Sides of the Same Coin!" Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena, CA

 Numbers 21.4-9; John 3.14-21


America’s Civil War tested the resolve of the nation … shall we remain one nation, or will we be divided … 


The question of enslavement remained unresolved from the beginning of our nation:


Benjamin Franklin abhorred slavery, but if slavery were challenged, Franklin knew the slave-holding states would never sign on to the Constitution … 


Franklin bit his tongue, held his peace, in the hopes that what he and others failed to do in their time would be accomplished by future generations.


The nation evolved … northern states rejected slavery … it didn’t happen all at one, it was piecemeal, but the southern states could see the writing on the wall - the days of enslavement would soon come to end, and gone with the wind, so to speak, southern wealth and influence. 


The Southern States set about to insure the perpetuation of enslavement … 


When Maine petitioned Congress for statehood, Southern politicians took a stand: they would vote for Maine’s statehood only if the new state of Missouri were admitted as a slave state.


On March 15, 1820, Missouri and Maine were both admitted  … one, a slave state, the other, a free state. Known as the Missouri Compromise.


September 18, 1850, the Fugitive Slave Act was enacted: in exchange for abolishing slavery in Washington, D.C., and admitting California as a free state. This act required all runaway slaves to be returned to their owners, even if they escaped to a free state. It also put the responsibility on the federal government to track down, capture, and try runaway slaves.

 

May 30, 1854, The Kansas-Nebrask Act became law … the Missouri Compromise was repealed … in its place, two new territories, Nebraska and Kansas … with the question of slavery to be decided by the territorial legislatures. 

Activists flooded into the territories to sway the vote, one way or the other. “Bleeding Kansas” it was called, as violence erupted again and again. 


November 6, 1860, Abraham Lincoln elected … his inaugural was March 4, 1861. In spite of assurances to the contrary, Southern States perceived Lincoln to be a threat to their way of life.


South Carolina called a state convention and voted to secede … six more states quickly followed: Mississippi, Florida, Alabama, Georgia, Louisiana, and Texas … four more states soon joined them: Virginia, Arkansas, Tennessee, and North Carolina. These eleven states eventually formed the Confederate States of America.


April 12, 1861, Confederate guns opened fire on Fort Sumter … the next day, the fort surrendered, and the Civil War was underway … it was a terrible war of untold suffering and death …


Between 1861 and 1865, the number of soldiers killed is estimated at 620,000 - approximately equal to the total of American fatalities in the Revolutionary War, the War of 1812, the Mexican War, the Spanish American War, World War I, World War II, and the Korean War, combined.


Of those numbers: 360,222 Union soldiers and 258,000 Confederates … with another 50,000 or so civilian deaths.


November 19, 1863 - in the throes of the war, Lincoln travels to Gettysburg, for the founding of a national military cemetery for the Union soldiers who fell in battle four months earlier. The Union victory at Gettysburg was a turning point in the war.


April 9, 1865, the war ended.


But not the conflict … to this very day, issues of race remain in our nation … I fear for our country’s wellbeing … I’m concerned about the future of Democracy … in other words, I find myself smack dab in the middle of a story similar to our reading for the day.


Numbers, Chapter 21!


It begins with a bloody military victory … 


After the dead have been counted, and the weapons put away, no real victory at all …  


The people turn against God and Moses … 


Numbers 21 is a back story … when it was written, Israel was divided against itself.


Israel to the North with its capital city, Samaria …  Judah to the south with its capital city, Jerusalem … King Saul of the North, King David of the South … often at war with one another … never the twain shall meet.


Our little story this morning holds huge questions for the people of Israel and the people of Judah:


Can God’s people be united? 

Can we get along? 

Can there be a healing? 

Can we be one nation under God? 

Or are we hopelessly divided?


Centuries later, the conflict shows up in the New Testament!


When Jesus crosses the border into Samaria, the woman at the well is surprised - she says to Jesus, What are doing here? You’re a Jew from Judea; I’m a Samaritan here in the north.


When Jesus tells the parable of the “Good Samaritan,” heads are scratched … there are no “good Samaritans.”


Suspicion and fear all around the town.


Memories have a long shelf life! In ancient times, and here at home.


It seem we’re very good at being our own worst enemy!


In America these days … the rhetoric of secession: Idaho, Texas, northern California … racism, anti-semitism, fascism … the Capital stormed; fake electors … white supremacy, Christian Nationalism … rights denied, democracy threatened …


Victories won on the battlefield have yet to be won in the battlefield of the soul.


We’re very good at being our own worst enemy!


Getting back to the story, one of the strangest of Bible stories: a plague of snakes, sent by God.


The people turn to Moses, We have sinned … pray to the LORD to take away the snakes.


The LORD says to Moses, fashion a snake … and set it on a pole … everyone who’s been bitten … shall look at it … and live.


A story, not about medicine … but a question: can the nation be healed? 

Can we learn from our mistakes? 

Do our mistakes have anything to teach us? 

Can we learn from our snakes?


Moses puts a snake on a pole …

Take a look … don’t turn away … 

Be honest, be truthful, be humble.

Even the snake is a servant of God … 


Jesus says of himself:


As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.


The center of our faith: the Cross … and on the Cross, Christ hangs and dies.


Look at the Cross … 

The sadness of our sin … and then blink, and there’s the glory of God’s love. 


Look at the Cross …

That which we have taken and destroyed … and then blink: and see what God has given … 


Look at the Cross …

Things destroyed … and then blink: to see all things made new.


Face-to-face with our snakes … and then blink: to see the goodness of God.


The snakes are eager to teach us important things:

Fear can teach us courage.

Greed can teach us to trust the provisions of God.

Hate and anger can teach us peace and patience.

Loneliness can teach us about friendship and mercy.

Bigotry can teach us all about the other person.

Lies can instruct us in the ways of truth.

Everything that’s wrong can point the way to everything that’s right.


The snakes bite us, even unto death … but they’re eager to invite us - to a better day.


For God so loves the world! and God - so loves - each of you!


Amen and Amen!