Monday, October 14, 2024

10.13.24 "Shocked" - Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena, CA

 Job 23.1-9; Mark 10.17-31

“The patience of Job” - a common expression … where it comes from, I have no idea.

Job with his "friends" ...


Job isn’t patient … neither is his wife.


His wealth is gone, his family wiped out, his health is compromised …


Job’s frustrated, angry, broken … he’d love to tell God a thing or two.


Job’s friends tell him, You’ve done something wrong job … face it; this is all your fault … tell God how sorry you are, and God may forgive you.


Job says to his pious friends, Nonsense!


I’ve done nothing to deserve this calamity … I’ve been faithful to God, I’ve done what was needed, and even more … 


I’m not going to pretend I’m perfect, 

but I’ve done nothing to deserve this kind of sorrow … 

if God is doing this, I’ve a complaint to file - God is wrong!


In the end, God comes to Job.


This is a huge universe, says God … forces at play far and beyond your meager abilities … there is light and darkness, warmth and beauty, there is loss and sorrow … 


“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding.


“Have you commanded the morning since your days began, and caused the dawn to know its place,


“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and spreads its wings toward the south? Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up and makes its nest on high?


Job relents: I have uttered what I did not understand … things too wonderful for me, which I did not know …


In some of the strongest language of the Bible: Job says: I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes. 


In the end, Job’s fortunes are restored … 


God asks Job to pray for his friends,  who didn’t speak right about God … they were quick to shake a finger in Job’s face, and ever so slow to show compassion.


God tells the friends to apologize to Job for their religious blabber, their pious nonsense … Job will pray for you, says God, and I will accept Job’s prayer, in spite of your grievous errors.


The friends go to Job and apologize; Job prays for them … and the LORD accepts Job’s prayer.


What a story! With one huge question: why do good people suffer? There’s no final answer here … like the high mountains of the earth, reality is shrouded in clouds … like the deepest seas, life is a dark mystery.


But from the Book of Job, several things come to my attention:


First of all, Goodness and decency are their own rewardthey’re never a waste of time or purpose. 


I hold it true, whate’er befall,
       I feel it, when I sorrow most;
       ‘Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.


What we do, and how we live is finally a matter of integrity - is it right? is it good, to love, to pray, to be kind and compassionate? … to seek justice for others … to ease the suffering of pain of our world?


And why would we live this way? Financial gain? Prestige and popularity? Walk the Red Carpet, drive a fast car?


We follow Christ, neither for gain nor power, but for the love of God:


He prayeth best, who loveth best 

All things both great and small; 

For the dear God who loveth us, 

He made and loveth all.


The second point: The material nature of life is fragile … all of us in this room are mortal … we don’t think much about it, or we try not to, but we all know the final outcome.


The last time I checked, the mortality rate was still 100 percent. In knowing the “way of all flesh,” we learn some of the greatest lessons of life: humility, honesty, and hope. 


We learn to appreciate what we have, when we have it … and perhaps like Paul, we learn to live with less … Paul writes: I know what it is to have little, and I know what it is to have plenty. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.


A third dimension, that of Friendship: When a friend is suffering, don’t offer pious nonsense, a wagging finger, self-assured truisms … when a friend is in need, stand with them, sit with them, weep with them, and learn to keep our tongue. They need our presence, our touch, but they don’t need our preachments. And neither does God!


One last element: the spirit of complaint … 


We have to get things off our chest now and again … words spoken can be a great relief to the troubled soul, but words spoken in complaint can also loop back to amplify the complaint … 


The prophets complain and so does Jesus … John Calvin, our Presbyterian forebear, complains …they all see what could be … they push to reach for it … their complaints are driven by justice and love.


The great social prophets of our world - Dorothy Day … the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. … James Baldwin … John Steinbeck … Maya Angelou - all complain, and do something about it.


Complaint is a powerful tool in the hands of faith … but all by itself, complaint can become the spirit of complaint … 


No longer driven by ideals, but driven by smaller instincts … petty gripes, selfish instincts - me first, above all else.


Once the dark road of complaint is taken, it’s tough to turn around …


At the heart of Job’s story, wealth, health, comfort, and possessions … 


Was Jesus getting at this with the man who asked … What must I do to inherit eternal life?


Jesus says, I’m sure you know the commandments … 


Yes, I know them, the man replies, and I’ve kept them since my youth.


Jesus looks at him, and the Bible says, Jesus loved him.


With love, Jesus says to him: You lack one thing; go, sell what you have, and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; then come and follow me.


What was taken from Job in a heartbeat, Jesus tells the man to give up voluntarily … 


The man is shocked … he goes away grieving, for he had many possessions, says the Bible


The Bible doesn’t finish the story … it’s up to us … 


To manage our aspirations and dreams … keep our balance … weep with those who weep … pay attention to good people … give thanks for those who love us … seek the forgiveness of those we’ve harmed … laugh at ourselves a lot … pray honestly … and always remember: 


To God I belong for as long as it takes.

Neither trial nor tribulation 

Can undo what God makes.


In life and in death.

For now and forever …


In the darkest valley, or on the raging sea,

To God I belong … 

For God leadeth me. 


Amen and Amen!

Monday, October 7, 2024

10.6.24 "World Communion Sunday" - Westminster Presbyterian Church, Pasadena, CA

Psalm 26; 1 Corinthians 11.23-27


I was born in Sheboygan, Wisconsin … a town of 50,000 souls on the shores of Lake Michigan … known for its cheese and sausage … and the Kohler Company … with its notable bathroom fixtures.



I recall lying in bed at night, listening to the mournful moan of the fog horn … the light house on the pier, with its sweeping beam of light, warning ships on their way to other ports, or headed into harbor.


All along the shore line, jetties were built … sizable piers, concrete structures, like tines on a fork, reaching into the water to break the waves, to protect the shoreline …

North Point Jetties

I remember my brother fishing from these jetties, coming home with Lake Michigan Perch … on summer days, folks would be on the jetties, to sun and frolic, picnic and play.


I remember those jetties when they were new … construction first began in 1937 … now, they’re beaten up a bit by the passage of time and the relentless work of waves … but still, doing their work … bear the brunt of the storms, protect the shoreline.


The LORD’s Table is a spiritual jetty … built by God, to break the waves of life that threaten to undo us …


Psalm 62.6, God is my rock and my salvation …


To protect the shoreline of our soul, that we be not overwhelmed, when winds and waves threaten to undo us … 


One of the most important things we can do is to acknowledge the storms of life … when our spirit is hammered by adversity … when we’re weary to the bone … when hope is only a distant memory …  


Americans, with our can-do attitude, have difficulty with this part of life … “put on a happy face,” … “walk on the sunny side of the street” … “follow the Yellow Brick Road” … and it’s all good, but the story of life has other chapters, and stories to tell … elements, bit and pieces … ragged and torn, dark and deadly … 


The LORD’s Table is an invitation to face, squarely and honestly, what we’re up against!


Why would the City of Sheboygan build all of those jetties if there were no storms?


Why the Cross, if there be no sin?

Why the Light of Christ, if there be no darkness?

Why the Love of God, if there be no hate?


The Cross, the Light, the Love of God - these things help us face the realities of pain and sorrow … failed dreams, lost opportunities, reversals of health, financial distress … betrayal by friends, and self-betrayal … the inner demons that plague all of us, the shadows of fear and loneliness.


And the giant horrors of life … things way beyond our control  … families and nations devastated by war … homes lost in flood and fire … the untimely death of loved ones.


The LORD’s Table is a jetty built by God to absorb the storms when they come … the LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want … yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil … thou preparest a table before me, in the presence of mine enemies …  


Today, World Communion Sunday … let’s do some Presbyterian homework …


World Communion Sunday made its debut in 1933, through the vision and work of the Rev. Hugh Thompson Kerr, Shadyside Presbyterian Church, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. 


Dr. Kerr conceived of the idea when he served as Moderator of the General Assembly, the national meeting, of the Presbyterian Church, 1930.


Presbyterian Churches took up the idea, and then other denominations, as well … in 1940, the Federal Council of Churches adopted it, and promoted it throughout the Christian world … the first Sunday of October, World Communion Sunday … 


On this day, millions of Christians stand by the Table of our LORD … we remember the night he was betrayed … 


when a great storm arose, 

the winds of hell, and the waves of hate … 

a storm to destroy hope and peace, 

a storm to breach the defenses of the strongest, 

to overcome and wash away all that’s good, decent, and bright.


Crucify him, the crowds cried, the officials agreed, the powers that be wanted none of his nonsense … orders were given, the cross was ready … ready for the Son of Man to die, the Lamb of God who takes upon himself the sins of the world.


That night in Jerusalem, all is dark and doomed, Jesus takes bread and a cup - ancient symbols of deliverance and hope … reminders of the ancient feast of Passover.


The blood of the lamp daubed on the doorframes of homes in the land of slavery … the Spirit of Death draws near, and sees the blood of the lamb, and passes over that home.


And in the wilderness, on their way to the Promised Land, manna in the morning …


Jesus takes bread and breaks it … he takes the cup and blesses it … this is my body, this is my blood … I take the sins of the world to the cross … I take into my flesh every hurt and injury imaginable … I take into my soul the deepest sorrows … I bear the brunt of the storm … 


Jesus does for us what we cannot do for ourselves, so we can do for God and the world what we ourselves must do … what we have to do  …


love the world unto life, 

be the voice reason in unreasonable times … 

point to the truth when others embrace the lies … 

define power in terms of giving rather than taking …

keep our eyes on God so we see to the end of time … 


We gather at the Table, in the Company of the Saints … if we listen carefully, we hear them sing … we hear their words of encouragement:


You can do it.


We did it, and you will, too.

We did it as best we could.

And sometimes we failed … 


But God is good enough to make up for it.

God is kind enough to forgive.

God builds upon what we do and makes it all the more better.

 

We did it.

And you are doing it, too - just fine.


The saints go marching in … they lay down their burdens and join the chorus of the victors … they pray for us - all the time … 


Here we are, doing what so many have done before us … what so many will do after we’re gone, what people of faith are doing right now all around the world … this is my body, this is my blood … all that I am, for all that you are.


It’s World Communion Sunday, thanks to the Rev. Hugh Thompson Kerr and Shadyside Presbyterian Church … and thanks be to Jesus, who hosts the Table … the Table of faith, hope, and love …


A jetty - to protect the shoreline of our soul.


To God be the glory.


Hallelujah and Amen!