Showing posts with label tax collector. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tax collector. Show all posts

Sunday, October 30, 2022

10.30.22 "Looking to See" - Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena

Habakkuk 1.1-4, 2.1-4; Luke 19.1-10



Have you ever gone looking for something … a pair of glasses, a book for some nighttime reading … that favorite pen of yours … “It was right here,” you declare, so you keep on looking, going back to the same places you looked at 10 minutes ago, “It’s got to be here, I know it is.” 


So you keep on looking, and lo and behold, all of sudden, there it is - on the shelf by the TV … as if by magic, it appears … but you know, we all know, it was always there … it was there when you started looking, it was there when you passed it by the third time … it was there waiting for you to see it.


We can look, but not always see … 


Or …


We see what we want to see … 


In the same field, a farmer will notice the crop, geologists the fossils, botanists the flowers, artists the coloring, hikers a pathway to adventure. We may all look at the same thing … but it does not follow we’ll all see the same things.


When my children traveled, I always told them: 

Use all your senses ... use your eyes to really see the landscape ... use your nose to smell the food, the odors of the city, the aroma of a country field in the hot sun of an August afternoon …

Use your hands to feel the rough stones of an ancient wall ... use your ears to listen to the sounds of life - a bird in the early morning singing to greet the sun, a dog barking in the distance ... someone opening up their shop, getting ready for the day ... 

And taste the food ... it's complexity, familiar flavors and strange seasonings ... things that you'll want to eat again, and things that you'd rather forget ... use all your senses ... 


In the movie, “Avatar,” the indigenous people of Pandora say to one another, when it’s important, when it counts, “I see you!”


Today’s story is all about seeing … 


Zacchaeus is out and about and notices the crowds … being a man of importance, he’d like to know

what’s going on …  


Being a man of short stature, the crowds were a bit too much for him … being a resourceful man, he spots a sycamore tree and finds just the right branch to stand upon, to see Jesus.


What's extraordinary in the story is not Zacchaeus climbing a tree to see Jesus … but Jesus who stops beneath the tree to see Zacchaeus.


If Jesus hadn't stopped, Zacchaeus might have gone home afterward with nary a thought about it ... just another "interesting" moment in Jericho ... which might have made a good sermon title, "An Interesting Moment in Jericho" ... 


When Jesus stops, the situation changes dramatically ... Jesus takes command of the moment ... Jesus “sees” Zacchaeus, tells him to come down, and be quick about it. 

What’s a tax collector to do?


I’m fond of this story for many reasons … Zacchaeus is a plucky fellow … he’s not likely to have many friends … as was noted last week, tax collectors are no one’s favorite - they’re grifters, so to speak … and he’s no ordinary tax collector; he’s a chief tax collector, and he’s rich.

Zaccaeus sits on top of a pyramid … other tax collectors working for him, with the armed might of Rome backing them up … if you owed $10.00 in taxes, you might be asked for $20 … the soldier beside the tax collector made sure there were no complaints … 

A nifty arrangement, but one likely to create a lot of grudges and even some enemies.


Jesus stops at the foot of the tree and says, Hurry and come down.


Hurry … because Jesus doesn’t have a lot of time … he’s taking a break on a journey to Jerusalem, and says, I must stay at your house today.


To our eyes, it doesn’t make any sense.

Does Jesus know Zacchaeus?

Does Zacchaeus know Jesus?


It’s a happenstance moment … we might well call it “a moment of grace” … God seems to know things about us that are mostly shades and shadows to us … there is no darkness for God … the night is as light as day, says the Psalmist.


Zacchaeus hurries down, pleased as punch. 

He doesn’t have friends in town … 

No one invites him to their backyard parties … 

No one comes to his home. 


The crowd grows restless … What’s the big idea? Zacchaeus is a bum, a sinner. Don’t we have fine upstanding citizens here? Important people? Jesus needs to see them, not waste his time with this cheap little crook.


Jesus says to Zacchaeus, You are a child of God; lots of folks may not think so, but I know so … 

All these people waiting to see if I’ll come to their home, so they can add me to their social register.

But I’m going to your home Zacchaeus. 

I know I’ll be well received.


Several things happen now in quick order … Zacchaeus makes wild promises … about putting things right … repaying what he’s extorted … giving to the poor.


Wow … did he follow through on any of this?


We don’t know, but Jesus says to him, Today, salvation has come to your home.


Last week, I said, “I can’t tell anyone how to find God” because it’s not our business to find God; no one can; no one finds God … in the same way a child finds a toy under the bed.

If I told you today to get busy and find God, I’d be doing you a disservice … putting a burden on you, an impossible burden.


Truth be told, we don’t find God … 

God.finds.us … 

That’s God’s business … this is what God does, all the time … finds us, sees us … stops beneath the tree we’ve climbed … Jesus might have walked on by, and that would have been the end of the story.

But Jesus stops … this much can be said: Zacchaeus made an effort to see something … that’s a critical piece of the story … to be here today, is that kind of an effort … if you’re tuned in via YouTube, it’s that kind of an effort.

A prayer, a plea, a promise, a moan or groan - the smallest effort is noticed by God … 


Don’t be surprised if God pays you a visit.


To God be the glory.


Amen and Amen! 

Sunday, October 23, 2022

10.23.22 "Looking Within" Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena, CA

Joel 2.23-32; Luke 18.9-14 

Good morning and God’s Peace to you … 

Today, the second sermon in a three-part series about looking … last week, looking ahead … next week, looking to see … and today, looking within.


Within ourselves … to find something of God … there’s a whole lot to God … we can find God in a whole lotta ways … in the highest mountains, the deepest seas, the sacred traditions of religions all around the world … in our daily walk with life … the laughter of a child, the cry of gull on the morning tide … and in those moments, occasional and often unexpected, when we pay attention to God …  


And by attention, I mean something more than asking God for something …


Although that’s part of it … we all ask God for something, much of the time, if and when we pray …


I pray God will keep my children, my granddaughter, my wife … I pray God will give me strength, strength of soul and body, mind and heart, to continue in my work - to be the interim minister for this remarkable church … I pray for friends, family members … I pray for our President and Vice President … I pray for the nation … for the people of Ukraine.


The LORD’s prayer includes personal requests: give us this day our daily bread … forgive us our debts … deliver us from evil … provisions for body and soul …  


In the gospel reading today, two men go to the temple to pray.


One man, the religious leader, is frightened … he’s afraid of the truth … maybe he’s afraid of God, too … maybe someone taught him to be afraid … so he pretends … he pretends to be higher than “that man over there.”


A dangerous move … “that man over there” … 


Have any of us done that?


I’m quite sure we all have …


It’s a dangerous game to look at others so we don’t have to look too closely at ourselves. By comparison to some, I look pretty darn good … but in just such a move, love cannot abide … I really can’t the other … but blinded by myself.


Perhaps the other man is comparing himself, too … to the religious leader, despairing of ever being so good. 


Who are these people?


Jesus chooses well the character of his little tale of two men … a religious leader, a man of importance … well-dressed, I’m sure … respected in the community … people consult him with personal matters, legal questions, and all sorts of things.


The other man, a tax collector, an enforcer, with Roman soldiers to back him up … he collects more than he should, pays off the Romans, and keeps the rest … he’s very well off … with a troubled conscience.


The one boasts … but it sounds hollow, doesn’t it?

The other beats his breast … and Jesus says that man went home justified … 


We don’t know how the story ends for either of them … after all, it’s a just story … of two men in prayer … one boasting, because he’s afraid to look within … the other, beating his breast, because he has dared to look within.


Yet, that inward look is essential … 


I don’t know about you, but I think I’m both of them … boasting on Monday, beating my breast on Friday … and sometimes both in one day.


None of us are as good as we think we are when the sun shines bright on our work … and none of us are as bad as we think we are when the clouds of doubt and despair hang heavy upon our soul. 


In our success, and in our failure, we are what we are … complicated human beings, mostly trying our best to be our best … working hard to make a living, and working hard to make a life. 


But of the two men in prayer, Jesus affirms the one who beats his breast and pleads for God’s mercy … it is well that we pay attention to this man … this man walks the healing road … the road that leads to God … 


We don’t know how the story turns out … did the tax collector change his life? We don’t know … 


Jesus is clear - looking within ourselves may sometimes shock us - evil thoughts and bitter memories … the ill we’ve wished upon others, the lust and desires of our basest instincts … yes, it’s all there, isn’t it? … along with our goodness and tenderness, our skills and abilities, our love and gratitude … 


The look within may frighten us, but it’s the beginning of spiritual enlightenment … the look within is the road to God.


I cannot tell you how to find God. No one can.

It’s more mystery than method … more accident than design. 


Years ago, at Louisville Theological Seminary … late summer, early fall … from the window of my room, I was able to watch a child chasing cottonwood fluff … fluff blowing in the wind … the child chasing it, running hither, thither and yon, having a good time, and every time her hot little fist closed over a piece of the fluff, the fluff turned into a soggy little blob that fell to the ground when released from her hand.


In the meantime, some of the fluff landed on the child’s head, and there it was … soft, white, gentle … Be still, and know that I am God.  


You may hear God today in the sounds of music … in the words of Scripture … even in this sermon … 


Maybe in a moment of prayer … a quiet moment later this afternoon … this coming week, who knows? … at work, or stuck on the 210 … a memory comes our way … something tender and sweet, good and profound, maybe something hard and demanding … a flood of thanksgiving … maybe a wave of guilt … it might well be the presence of God, plowing the soil of our soul … inviting us to look within, to see ourselves as honestly as we can … 


So we can love all the more, that neither pride nor despair would diminish our care.


Maybe today our soul will sing: to God I belong, forever and a day … 

I have strength for the journey … 

I will make it by-and-by … 

and so will my neighbor … 

and all whom I love.


It is well … it is well with my soul.


Hallelujah and Amen!