Showing posts with label God's ways. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God's ways. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2012

"Listen to Him"


Mark 8.34 - 9.9

Indian Ocean, East London, South Africa
Sometimes my wife puts her hands on my shoulders.
And says, “Listen to me!” 
And then I know.
It’s time to listen!
She has something to say.
So I pay attention.
I listen to her.
Now I don’t know about you.
But I find listening to be a challenge.
I have to work at it.
Maybe we all do.

God said:
This is my son.
Listen to him.

To understand what God is saying to the disciples on the Mount of Transfiguration, we need to step back in the story … before the Mountain.
When Jesus lays out God’s plan to the disciples.
A plan that involves suffering and death.
What?
What did you say?
Suffering and death?
Suffering and death, you say, for the Son of the Man?
Peter explodes when he hears this!
He takes hold of Jesus, scolds him and sets him straight.
Jesus turns his back to Peter.
Looks at the disciples.
Speaks:
Get behind me Satan. You are not thinking God’s thoughts, but human thoughts.
All who want to come after me must say no to themselves, take up their cross, and follow me. All who want to save their lives will lose them. But all who lose their lives because of me, and because of the good news will save them. Why would people gain the whole world but lose their lives? What will people give in exchange for their lives? Whoever is ashamed of me and my words in this unfaithful and sinful generation, the Son of Man, the Human One, will be ashamed of that person, when he comes in the Father’s glory with the holy angels. 
I assure you that some standing here won’t die before they see God’s Kingdom arrive in power.

Power?

Oh, that sounds good.
Who doesn’t like power?
Six days later, Jesus takes Peter, James and John to the top of a very high mountain … and there they see the Kingdom, arrive in power.
A bright light falls upon the Mountain.
Moses and Elijah talk with Jesus.
But no King David … no armies … no legions of angels.
Power, you say?
Well, if this be power, I’d like to see weakness.

That’s why God says, Listen to him.
God’s ways are decidedly different.
Different than we might expect …
Peter expected rebellion and victory … he’s on the winning side … he walks and talks with Israel’s long-awaited Messiah … who’s gonna put things right and straighten things out.
Yes, the Messiah!
Restore Israel’s glory … the glory of King David … thrones and kingdoms, palaces and armies… Israel a powerhouse ... a king to be reckoned with … Jerusalem safe and sound … no foreign powers telling us what to do.
Peter had hopes and dreams for a new Davidic Kingdom … and Peter wasn’t alone. 
Ask anyone in Jerusalem what the Messiah would do, and they’d answer in unison - The Messiah will save us from Rome; the Messiah will marshall a divine army, arouse the people, save us from our enemies, and restore the glory of David.
For 500 years, the people dreamed the dreams of days of old, when David sat on the throne.
And when Jesus enters Jerusalem, from the Mount of Olives, riding on a young donkey ...
The people shout with joy:
Hosanna! Blessings on the one who comes in the name of the LORD. Blessings on the coming kingdom of our ancestor David.

No wonder Peter reacts so negatively when Jesus talks about suffering and death, as God’s way to a new world … 
Jesus makes it clear:
No armies to conquer Rome.
No armed conflict.
The work of the Messiah has nothing to do with the past.
The past is past.
Long gone.
Let it go.
It’s all about tomorrow.
A future.
Not by sword, but surrender.
Not by violence, but with values.

And why?

Because war can never bring an end to war.
Hatred will never put an end to hatred.
Violence cannot achieve peace.
Those who live by the sword …
Die by the sword.
Jesus invites us to a different way of power.
Jesus denies himself, and asks of us the same.
Jesus takes up a cross, and bids us do the same.
He does not try to save his life.
But gives his life away. 

When we listen to Jesus.
When we truly listen.
We understand Peter’s distress.
Talk of servanthood and surrender sounds good.
But servanthood and surrender are a challenge to all of us.
When we listen to Jesus, truly listen, we’re bound to get uneasy.
And that’s all right.
Jesus is like sharp-edged plow cutting through the hard soil of our soul … cutting through hard roots, turning it upside down, so that righteous seed can be planted, and in time, a harvest of righteousness.
Listen to him, says the Father.

After the Transfiguration, Jesus and the three disciples rejoin the other disciples.
And what they see and hear are folks arguing. 
And a boy who’s sick.
Down from the mountain.
The world at their feet.
And what a world it is.
Full of bickering and heartache.
Strife and sorrow.
Sin and sickness.
It isn’t long before the disciples are arguing amongst themselves … and guess what they’re arguing about … Who’s the greatest?
Can you believe it?
After the Mountain.
After Jesus heals the boy.
After Jesus speaks about self-denial and the cross.
They’re arguing about their own importance in the kingdom of God.
Can you believe it?

No wonder God says so clearly: Listen to my Son.

If we don’t listen to Jesus.
We sink into a sea of silliness.
A pond of pettiness.
We lose ourselves in bickering and strife.
And we can’t solve a thing.
There’s no healing in our bones.
We end up just like the disciples.
Bickering over our own importance.
Trying to trump one another.
With spiritual merit badges.
Who goes to church the most?
Who gives the most money?
Who’s been around the longest?
Who prays better?
Who knows more?
I’ve done it, too.
Every preacher I know has done it.
We’re all so full of ourselves, it hurts.
And there’s only one antidote.
Listen to Jesus.

Because Jesus offers to us how to be real, true and good.
How to be witnesses in this tangled and difficult world.
How to get a long with one another.
How to serve.
How to give.
Give way … to make way for the LORD, and for one another.
Give away … time, talent, treasure.
Open up.
Open up to the influence of the Holy Spirit.
Open up to one another, rely upon one another, help one another.
Lay down our lives for one another.
Build the kingdom.
Build up one another.
Bear one another’s burdens.
Forgive each other.
Strive for peace in the church … do not let the Devil win the day.

Seek the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
Seek the greatest gift of all - the gift of love.
Love is the greatest of all gifts.
Greater than faith.
Greater than hope.
God says to us today ...
For the sake of love ...
Listen to my Son!
Amen and Amen!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

The Other Side of Sorrow

Psalm 30 & Revelation 5:11-14


“On the Sunny Side of the Street” … sung by Colleen …

On the sunny side of the street …
That’s where we live …
Because Christ is risen from the dead!

The stone is rolled away.
Death has met its match in the matchless grace of God.
On Easter morning, a new world.
A new world walked outta that dank and dark tomb.
A new world created by the word and work of Jesus Christ.
A new world … the other side of sorrow.
The sunny side of the street.

We join the chorus of gratitude …
Worthy is the Lamb that was slaughtered.
Worthy to receive power and wealth and wisdom and might and honor and glory and blessing.

The Psalmist says it well:
MY prayers have been answered favorably.
I’ve been saved.
Rescued.
Made whole, made new.
My life given back to me

Psalm 30 is all about God.
God’s goodness.
God’s faithfulness.
God’s kindness and mercy.
God’s sovereignty.
God’s rule over our lives.
God’s governance within our affairs.
God’s determining will and purpose.
We are not our own, but we belong to God!

Psalm 30 is powerfully honest.
It seems that God takes our Psalmist to the dark side of the street for a while.

This is a very difficult doctrine for us …
The doctrine of God’s sovereignty …
God’s management of our lives for God’s purpose.
That we were created by God for God.
For godly purposes.
For love of God, and for love of neighbor.
Because that’s the best of it.
It’s the only way!
It’s the truth.
And the truth sets us free.

The Psalmist was having a good time of it.
Life was good for the Psalmist.
Everything coming up roses.
Prosperity and safety.
Comfort and security.
Peace and plenty.

But with every gift, the angels hold their breath.
What will we do with God’s good gifts?
The angels know our track record.
And our track record is a mixed bag, isn’t it?
Who in this room hasn’t taken the blessings of God, like a kid sneaking a cooking, and then running away.
Thinking the cookie is ours.

It seems the Psalmist made a fatal mistake.
A common mistake.

I said in my prosperity, ‘I shall never be moved.’

The ego grows large.
Pride and privilege.
Power and self-confidence.
In all the wrong ways.

The Psalmist begins to think:
I did this.
I’m pretty cool.
I’m really smart.
I’m king of the hill.
I’m safe and secure.

So what? we might ask.
Who cares?
Why would God be concerned about our ego?

Terrible things happen when the soul grows proud.
Once pride takes root, it’s like mint in a garden; no stopping it … pride soon chokes out everything else!
Rich or poor, it makes no difference.
Successful or a flop.
We have our pride, don’t we?
But it’s never good.
It never leads to a good place.

Pride turns the world upside down.
We take instead of give:

Pride has no interest in God.
Pride may wear God on the sleeve,
Or like a cross around the neck.
But in the heart of pride, there’s no room for God!

Because God is truth and God is love.
Pride has a hard time with that.

Pride likes to think we’re self-made.
Pride is always patting itself on the back.
But it only leads to bad places.
We judge and we condemn.
We look down our noses and we make snotty remarks.
We take and we demand.
We scream and we shout.
And we take things:
A mugger takes a watch.
A thief takes a car.
A banker cooks the books.
A nation goes to war.
Pride turns the world upside down!

And we grow lonely in our pride.
Pride isolates.
Pride imprisons.
There is no greater loneliness than a man who believes himself to be self-made.
There is no darker dungeon than a woman locked in her pride.

So why does God care?
Because God loves us.
That’s why God intervenes.
And takes the Psalmist to the dark side of the street.
To shake some sense into him.
To return him to sanity.

The sun sets one day and doesn’t rise the next.
The Psalmist is taken to the dark side of the street.
The man is dismayed.
The man is frightened.
He’s not so tough after all.
He’s not so smart.
He’s just a man, like any other man.
And what he was, was a gift from God.
And the man forget it.
The man forgot all about God.

Now, on the dark side of the street,
In a moment of pure grace, the man turns to God.

He rightly asks, What good would it do, LORD, to destroy me?

It wouldn’t do a bit of good for God to destroy the Psalmist.
God is no destroyer.
Destruction is never God’s purpose.
Never.
But only life.
Life abundant, says Jesus.
Life lived for the truth:
Not to be served, but to serve.
Not to take, but to give.
To bring good news to the poor.
Proclaim release to the captives.
Recovery of sight to the blind.
To let the oppressed go free.
To proclaim the year of the LORD's favor (Luke 4:18-19).

Jesus said it well in one of my favorite verses: Luke 12:32 -
Do not be afraid little flock, for it is your Father’s will to give you the kingdom!
God is a healer.
God is Savior.
God is merciful and loving.

God’s anger is but for a moment.
God’s favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping there may be, at night.
But joy comes with the morning.

The LORD comes quickly to save the Psalmist.
Like Peter sinking beneath the stormy waves.
The simplest and shortest prayer: LORD, save me!
And the LORD is there, quickly to save!

The Psalmist regains his balance.
Comes to his senses.
Embraces the true purpose of life.
To honor God.
To love God.
To enjoy God.
God at the center.
God in the morning.
God in the evening.
God at suppertime!

To know who we are because we know whose we are.
We are not our own, but we belong.
We belong to a most faithful savior.
And for Christ we live!

On the sunny side of the street. Amen and Amen!