Showing posts with label John's Gospel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John's Gospel. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2022

April 24, 2022, "Stop!" Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena

 Psalm 118.14-29; John 20.19-31


Have you ever noticed how many things come in threes?


Grace, mercy, and peace.

Faith, hope, and love.

The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

The Mother, The Child, and their love.

Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

Sarah, Rebecca, and Leah.


How about:

Morning, noon, and night.

Past, present, and future.

And,

We live in three dimensions.


On a personal level, first name, middle name, last name.

By the way, do you know why we give children a middle name?

So they’ll know when we’re angry with them.


Yes, lots of things comes in threes … 


Including my sermons:


Several weeks ago a three-part series: On your mark, get set, go.

And today, a new series: Stop, Look, and Listen.


Today, we stop … sometimes we go … today, we stop!


I stop here for a sidebar comment … a comment about our reading this morning, from John’s Gospel … a little phrase, the doors of the house … were locked - for fear of the Jews.


Who are the Jews? Well, in this case, they're everyone in the story …


Those hiding behind locked doors, those threatening them, and Jesus himself - always and forever, Jews!


So, who are the Jews?


We know the Jews who are hiding behind locked doors - the disciples - from Galilee in the north.


So, who are the "Jews" threatening them? They are the political and religious elite of Jerusalem - cozied up to the Roman Empire, in cahoots with Pontius Pilate. 


By the early 4th Century, after Constantine’s “conversion” to Christianity - things changed … the Roman Empire wanted to be “the good guy,” and so an enemy was needed, and no handier enemy than “the Jews” - the Jewish elite of Jerusalem.


It wasn’t long before “Christ Killers” and “filthy Jews” became by-words of the Christian Church.


And all that followed: pogroms, killings, beatings and burnings … the outcome reached in the 20th Century with Nazi Germany and the death camps - 6 million Jews killed by a “christian” nation - with collaboration throughout “christian” Europe - the French, the Dutch; Poland, Hungary, Italy, Sweden, Norway  ... here in the states, our own tragic history of anti-Semitism - Jews excluded from universities and country clubs, denied promotions and homes ... I grew up with expressions ... expressions I never thought about, expressions of contempt for the Jew.


Contempt spreads … it’s a contagion, a virus …


From despising Jews in “christian" Europe to contempt and mistreatment of people all around the world … Portugal and Spain in the Americas … Belgium in the Congo; the British in Rhodesia and South Africa and India … here in the States, many groups have suffered, and continue to suffer: Indigenous Peoples, Asian-Americans, Hispanics, African-Americans … in this very moment, in churches across the land, LGBTQ persons - despised … trans children and their parents - condemned … and in many “christian” quarters, guess what? Women … women still feel the sting of male domination, male contempt … all in the name of the Jesus, with Bible verses quoted to back it all up.

Is this the gospel of our LORD Jesus Christ? Is this the world we want to live in? Is this what it means to be a Christian?


We face the truth … truth liberates … part of the truth is how we read the Bible, how others read it, and the challenge: to bring a better reading of the Bible to bear upon our times. 

To practice the deep ethics of love: 

To embrace rather than exclude; 

To love rather than condemn.


In our text this morning, nothing about race, or ethnicity - it’s Galileans from the north pitted against the Judeans of the south - all of the same blood, with different perspectives … 


I fault John for not making it clear … I fault the Christian Church all the more for its tragic treatment of the Jews …

We should have done better!

For millions, it’s too late, but we can still change, we can grow, we can do a better of job of it, for the future to come.


With that said, let’s get to the point … a tremendous point:


The love of God moves toward those who are frightened!


God is near to us in the midst of our fear … that’s what John wants to say, and we say it today … God is near to us in the midst of our fear! Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.


Yet … we have to be careful … careful for what we expect … remember from a few weeks ago: hope has to be grounded in reality. 


There's no intent in the Bible to minimize danger, to ignore difficulty, pain, sorrow, or suffering, to pretend that the world is anything less than it is … what we have here is an effort to MANAGE the fear.


Fear is a good and healthy response, but fear unmanaged distorts our perceptions ... fear is like a magnifying glass held over a tiny insect - in the glass, the tiny insect seems to be a giant, a monster ... but the image of the insect in the glass is inaccurate.


I awaken in the night; things I fear roll around in my head like bowling balls crashing into the pins, growing larger, and more distressing by the moment … my soul fills with noise, my body perspires … the signs of fear, fear out of control.


Which is why FDR said at the start of WW2, "the only thing we have to fear is … fear itself.”


With that, we return to the point of the day: Stop.


The Supremes sang, 1965:

Stop! In the name of love

Before you break my heart

Stop! In the name of love

Before you break my heart

Think it over

Think it over


Let this be a think-it-over moment, a sabbath moment - a deep breath, consider where we’ve been, where we are, where we need to go.


Today, we stop … to hear the words of Jesus, Peace be with you.”


We stop, in the name of love, so no more hearts are broken.


We stop, to start all over again … with a little more insight than we had yesterday; a little more understanding of how things have worked out, how things can be changed, and made better  … a fresh resolve to live well, to be a person of knowledge and wisdom, gratitude and grace, prayer and kindness, conscience and compassion.


The love of God is near … and when we’re afraid, God is nearer still.


Peace be with you!


And let’s build our world anew.


Amen and Amen!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

March 11, 2012 - "House Cleaning"


John 2.13-23

Jesus had a hard time of it.
Much of what he said was rejected.
Much of what he did was misunderstood.
It didn’t take long for Jesus to acquire a list of enemies.
They doubted his word.
Suspected his work.
Questioned his authority.
Followed him around.
Harassed him.
Tried to trap him.
Challenged him constantly.
Sound like fun?
I don’t think so.

And in this Season of Lent, we have to pay attention to the Dark Side of our Story.
Jesus came “to save” the world, we say … we call him “our Savior.”
But I suspect - most of us believe that Jesus came to “save the other guy,” right? … that we’re not so bad; it’s the other people who really need Jesus.
But reality reminds every day of something different.
I carry a small Bible in my car … if I’m stopped at an intersection, I might just grab the Bible and read a few verses.
Some years ago, at a light, I grabbed my Bible.
A car pulled up next to me.
Tough looking guy, disheveled hair, cigarette.
And for a fleeting moment, I thought, “I’m spiritual. Look at me; I’m reading my Bible.”
A terrible pride swept through my soul.
Jesus came to save me, too … without him, I’m lost.
Without him, I am blind.
My darkness is severe.
My sin is real.
My pride is awful.
That’s some of my story.
How about your story?
How about any of us?
What about all of us?
Did Jesus come only to save the Muslims?
Or the Buddhists?
Or the guys who rob and kill, the really, really bad guys?
Jesus come to save the world … and that means you and me.
Sometimes it’s Christians who really need saving.
Just because “we’re Christians.”
Before we know it, we’re dazzled with our good deeds, impressed with our righteousness, proud of our purity.
We pat ourselves on the back! Like the Mother Goose Poem:
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said, "What a good boy am I!"
Our need of salvation never ends! We need God’s love today just as much as we needed it 30 years ago … or thirty minutes ago.

For a few moments, now, let’s look at the Gospel of John.
In John’s Gospel, the first miracle is that of water into wine … a small miracle, in a small town, for a party … a wedding feast.
The host miscalculated.
The wine is gone!
Now what? 
I’ll look like a fool … the party will die … guests will go home laughing at me.
Mary tells her son … and in so many words, says to him. You can do something about it. So just do it.
Jesus says, Bring me what you have.
Huge empty jars trundled into the room.
Fill them with water, says Jesus.
Serve it to the guests.
The best wine of all!
Quite a story to begin John’s gospel.
With a clear point.
The spiritual resources of Judah are depleted.
There’s no more wine left for the party.
Jesus might have said, Who cares? If the host isn’t smart enough to plan ahead, let the chips fall where they may. If there’s no more wine, tough stuff buddy. Let the party end. It’ll serve ‘em right.
But there’s a wideness in God’s mercy!
A small miracle.
In a small town.
To keep the party going.

But there’s more to the story.
In a few days, Jesus appears in the Capital City, Jerusalem.
David’s City, a city set on a hill, Jerusalem the Golden … the heart of Israel’s faith … and on Mount Zion, the Temple - the glorious Temple. 
Huge buildings … still building.
Huge stones … engineering marvels.
Huge choirs … great music.
Thousands in worship.
Lambs and bulls and sheep and goats, doves and sparrows … you name it, you can find it … you need it, you can have it … all for a price, of course.
Jesus finds nothing more than a market place in the Temple Courtyard.
Noise and bustle.
Commodities and commerce.
Religion turned into business.
Business turned into religion.
Jesus is furious!
He fashions a whip.
Drives all of them out, including the livestock … can you imagine the noise? - folks shouting at Jesus, cattle bawling, sheep bleating … 

Jesus scatters the coins of the money-changers … overturns their tables … makes a mess of things … mixes everything up … “Hey, mister, that’s my table. These are my coins. Leave ‘em alone. I work hard all day for this. Get outta here; leave us be; we’re not hurting anyone. Who do you think you are?”

Who is Jesus?
He’s the best wine-maker in the world.
And a trouble-maker, first-class.
At the wedding feast, kindness.
In the Temple, fury.
Jesus wants the wedding feast to continue.
And the feast of fools to stop!
Jesus loves the empty heart, and gladly fills it with the wine of God’s love, and what joy it brings to us.
Jesus despises a heart full of itself, and forcefully empties it out, but what pain it causes us.
The wine and the whip.
The pain and the pleasure.
The transformation of the soul.
The making of a Christian.
Amazing is the love of God!
Amen and Amen!