Showing posts with label Isaiah. Show all posts
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Rip the Roof Off!

This message was first delivered at Cove United Methodist Church in Coleman Falls, Virginia on February 8, 2015. It is based on the lectionary text of Isaiah 40:21-31.

Mark 1:29-39 New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
As soon as they left the synagogue, they entered the house of Simon and Andrew, with James and John. Now Simon’s mother-in-law was in bed with a fever, and they told him about her at once. He came and took her by the hand and lifted her up. Then the fever left her, and she began to serve them.

That evening, at sunset, they brought to him all who were sick or possessed with demons. And the whole city was gathered around the door. And he cured many who were sick with various diseases, and cast out many demons; and he would not permit the demons to speak, because they knew him.


In the morning, while it was still very dark, he got up and went out to a deserted place, and there he prayed. And Simon and his companions hunted for him. When they found him, they said to him, “Everyone is searching for you.” He answered, “Let us go on to the neighboring towns, so that I may proclaim the message there also; for that is what I came out to do.” And he went throughout Galilee, proclaiming the message in their synagogues and casting out demons.

Kindness, Compassion and Kinship
Mamie Adams always went to a branch post office in her town because the postal employees there were friendly. She went there to buy stamps just before Christmas one year and the lines were particularly long. Someone pointed out that there was no need to wait in line because there was a stamp machine in the lobby. "I know," said Mamie, 'but the machine won't ask me about my arthritis."

We all feel a need to be a part of community. A sense of belonging. That someone cares for us even when we feel like we are on the sidelines. Part of being church is that caring, bringing people on the outside into the warmth of God's love and grace.

Like today's children's sermon says, Jesus was kind and helpful to the people he met. In today's Gospel lesson we are witness to the miracle of Jesus' healing power. Earlier in Mark 1, Jesus has cast out a demon from a man he met in the synagogue. Verses 21-28 tell this story: Then they entered Capernaum. When the Sabbath arrived, Jesus lost no time in getting to the meeting place. He spent the day there teaching. They were surprised at his teaching—so forthright, so confident—not quibbling and quoting like the religion scholars. Suddenly, while still in the meeting place, he was interrupted by a man who was deeply disturbed and yelling out, “What business do you have here with us, Jesus? Nazarene! I know what you’re up to! You’re the Holy One of God, and you’ve come to destroy us!”

Jesus shut him up: “Quiet! Get out of him!” The afflicting spirit threw the man into spasms, protesting loudly—and got out. Everyone there was incredulous, buzzing with curiosity. “What’s going on here? A new teaching that does what it says? He shuts up defiling, demonic spirits and sends them packing!” News of this traveled fast and was soon all over Galilee.

So news is spreading and Jesus' cover is blown – even demons know he is the Messiah! Does Jesus go into hiding, knowing that those in power will be threatened by him? No, he goes to the home of Simon and Andrew and finds Simon's mother-in-law sick with fever. I had a fever last week. For those of us in modern times, a fever may not sound that serious – after all, we have fever-reducers like Advil and Tylenol, antibiotics and other medications to deal with the source of the illness, hospitals with doctors and nurses if our fevers don't respond. But in Jesus' day, this fever was a very serious situation. When Andrew and Simon told Jesus about the situation – he just came and lifted her up. The fever was gone and she started fixing dinner. Extraordinary. By evening, the whole city was gathered at the door and Jesus was curing those who were sick with diseases and casting out demons. The whole city was gathered at the door.

People with demons and diseases were not welcome in community. They were pronounced “unclean” and put on the sidelines. Jesus' act of healing meant their restoration to community. They were able to be a part of society again. They were able to worship again. They were, like Simon's mother-in-law, able to serve again.

I just had a sinus infection this past week – something I've dealt with before and will deal with again. While I was sick, I was isolated – partly because I didn't want to share my sickness with anyone else – and partly because when I'm sick, I'm like a wounded animal who crawls off to lick its wounds. But my isolation was not only temporary, it was self-imposed. Nothing forbade me from leaving my home and doing what I wanted. I could have gone to the store or to work or to church. The people that Jesus was healing were pushed to the outside.

For those who have been relegated to the sidelines of life, those who have been denied equal access, those who society has declared “unclean” or “undesirable” or “unworthy,” the message that Jesus brings restoration is like cool water in a desert. We are NOT forgotten. Eugene Peterson's The Message phrases Isaiah 40:27-31 in this way, “Why would you ever complain, O Jacob, or, whine, Israel, saying, “God has lost track of me. He doesn’t care what happens to me”?

Don’t you know anything? Haven’t you been listening? God doesn’t come and go. God lasts. He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine. He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath. And he knows everything, inside and out.

He energizes those who get tired, gives fresh strength to dropouts. For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon God get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and don’t get tired, they walk and don’t lag behind.”

That is the God we believe in. The God that we serve. He gives strength and energy. He lifts up the fallen and they spread their wings and soar like eagles. That restoration is what Jesus came to tell the world about.

He got a lot of people's attention with his healing ministry. Within the first book of Mark he has cast demons out of a man in the synagogue, healed the fever of Simon's mother-in-law, cured many of the city of Capernaum of diseases and cast out many demons and then cleansed a leper who (despite Jesus' instruction to tell no one) proclaims the healing power of Jesus openly. It gets to the point that Jesus couldn't go into a town without being overwhelmed by the crowds.

But there is a subtext to these physical healings that many overlook. It is more than the body that is healed – the spirit is lifted up and the people are changed by their encounter with Jesus. And the word spreads! God's love is for everyone – and all are invited to be part of that community.

In Mark 2:1-5 we hear another story about physical healing: “When he returned to Capernaum after some days, it was reported that he was at home. So many gathered around that there was no longer room for them, not even in front of the door; and he was speaking the word to them. Then some people came, bringing to him a paralyzed man, carried by four of them. And when they could not bring him to Jesus because of the crowd, they removed the roof above him; and after having dug through it, they let down the mat on which the paralytic lay. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, “Son, your sins are forgiven.”

After some exchange with the religious scholars who were present, Jesus tells the man to pick up his mat and go home. And he does. It's a great story of healing. But I recently got a new perspective on this familiar Bible story. Father Greg Boyle talks about it in his book, Tattoos on the Heart. He talks about the four men who brought the paralytic.
When they arrived with their friend, they found the crowd was too great to get inside the house where Jesus was. They didn't want to miss the opportunity, so they literally dug through the roof to lower their friend into Jesus' presence. They ripped off the roof so they he could be let inside.

How many roofs have we been ripping off lately? How excited are we to introduce our friends to the healing power of Jesus? Are there people on the sidelines of life that need to meet the one who knows our names? To meet the God from today's Psalm – the one who rebuilds Jerusalem, who regathers Israel’s scattered exiles. Who heals the heartbroken and bandages their wounds. The God who counts the stars and assigns each a name.

Our Lord is great, with limitless strength; we’ll never comprehend what he knows and does. God puts the fallen on their feet again and pushes the wicked into the ditch.

We need to rip some roofs off. We need to go outside and see the people who are hurting and need Jesus. We need to find every way possible to get them connected to the one who loves them – and let them know that he does.

There are people who are hurting out there. People who need to see the love of God. We have neighbors who don't have enough to eat, who need a listening ear, who need a helping hand to get back on their feet, neighbors who face barriers that we can dismantle. They are counting on us.

We have the power to show them God's love. But we have to understand something very important. They will experience God's love through the love we show. And they will be able to tell if it is genuine. ...they'll know. They will know if we are helping them out of a sense of obligation or if our helping them is just an extension of the joy we have in being loved so much by God.

They will know we are Christians by our love. By the way we show love to the world. We affect the way people encounter God through us.

You see? They'll know! They will figure it out before we even get the chance to tell them about Jesus and the unfathomable love he has for every single person. Mahatma Ghandi said, “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.” Do not let this be our story.

Let our story be about how we ripped off roofs to introduce a hurting world to the love of the one who knows our name. Who can't wait to see us face to face.

Who are the people that you know that are on the outside waiting for a roof to be ripped off? Who is just waiting to be invited in?

Right here in our community we have opportunities to be roof rippers. Maybe you can help build a Habitat house for a family who has struggled with shelter. Or maybe you can be a mentor to a young person. Or perhaps you can just pick up the phone and call someone who is lonely. I could list dozens of possibilities and a lot of you are already ripping roofs for people you encounter in your lives.

Our gospel lesson provides a caution though - it may seem strange that Jesus “would not permit the demons to speak, because they knew him.” I believe Jesus was trying to avoid the adulation of the crowds because of his action, but instead wanted the credit to go rightfully to God.

Similarly, God calls us to do the work that brings transformation in a way that keeps the gospel message central and directs the praise and glory to God – not to our actions. Human transformation and healing comes only from God. Those of us who are called to proclaim and to engage the work of the gospel in a way that touches the lives of those who are on the fringes, the borders, or even outside the boundaries that humans have created to keep some persons and groups outside must do so in a way that glorifies God rather that to bring human reward or praise.

And finally – maybe the person on the sidelines is you. Perhaps you feel like you are outside of the circle of God's love. Let me rip a roof off for you – let me give you a hint of God's love toward us. If we can grasp that concept – then the rest is just making sure that light shines through you.

Soon it will be Valentine's Day. A great many people will celebrate their relationships. My cat and I wish you well. We at least wish you no harm. :) Think about a love relationship that you are part of or have been a part of. I currently see it in my 19 year old nephew Jack's romantic relationship. He is at school at HSC in Farmville and his girlfriend is at Emory & Henry near Abingdon – a long way away. When he knows he will get to see her, he practically vibrates with excitement. When they Skype or Snapchat his being is infused with happiness. Can you recall a time when you just couldn't wait to see your love – or to hold your child? Your heart so full of love it just seeps out of your pores? That's just a fraction of how much God loves us.

Here is one more illustration - a man named Bill was taking care of his father as he died of cancer. His father had become frail and depended on Bill to do everything for him. Although he was physically not what he had been, his mind remained alert and lively. In the role reversal common to adult children who care for their dying parents, Bill would put his father to bed and read him to sleep, exactly as his father had done for him in childhood. Bill would read from some novel and his father would lie there, staring at his son, smiling. Bill was exhausted from the day's care and work and would plead with his Dad, “look, here's the idea. I read to you, you fall asleep.” Bill's father would impishly apologize and dutifully close his eyes. But this wouldn't last long. Soon Bill's father would pop one eye open and smile at his son. Bill would catch him and whine, “now come on.” The father would again, oblige, until he couldn't anymore, and the other eye would open to catch a glimpse of his son. Bill knew that this evening ritual was really a story of a father who just couldn't take his eyes off his kid. How much more so God?

Behold the One beholding you, and smiling.”

The last part of our Gospel lesson for today hints at the rest of the story: In the morning, while it was still very dark, he got up and went out to a deserted place, and there he prayed. And Simon and his companions hunted for him. When they found him, they said to him, “Everyone is searching for you.” He answered, “Let us go on to the neighboring towns, so that I may proclaim the message there also; for that is what I came out to do.” And he went throughout Galilee, proclaiming the message in their synagogues and casting out demons.

The mission statement of the United Methodist Church states that we are “to make disciples of Jesus Christ for the transformation of the world.” Disciples, by biblical definition aren't simply worship attenders or financial givers, but people who answer the call to follow Jesus with their lives. And their love.

They'll know we are Christians by our love. Everyone needs to hear about this incredible. Unfathomable. Unconditional. Love. When we dive into the depths of that unfathomable love, then we start to see the people around us differently. And this love thing starts to spread. And this just might catch on.

Moving Rocks

This message was first delivered at Cove United Methodist Church in Coleman Falls, Virginia on November 29, 2014. It is based on the lectionary text Isaiah 64:1-12.

Isaiah 64:1-12 The Message (MSG)

Can We Be Saved?
Oh, that you would rip open the heavens and descend,
make the mountains shudder at your presence—
As when a forest catches fire,
as when fire makes a pot to boil—
To shock your enemies into facing you,
make the nations shake in their boots!
You did terrible things we never expected,
descended and made the mountains shudder at your presence.
Since before time began
no one has ever imagined,
No ear heard, no eye seen, a God like you
who works for those who wait for him.
You meet those who happily do what is right,
who keep a good memory of the way you work.
But how angry you’ve been with us!
We’ve sinned and kept at it so long!
Is there any hope for us? Can we be saved?
We’re all sin-infected, sin-contaminated.
Our best efforts are grease-stained rags.
We dry up like autumn leaves—
sin-dried, we’re blown off by the wind.
No one prays to you
or makes the effort to reach out to you
Because you’ve turned away from us,
left us to stew in our sins.
Still, God, you are our Father.
We’re the clay and you’re our potter:
All of us are what you made us.
Don’t be too angry with us, O God.
Don’t keep a permanent account of wrongdoing.
Keep in mind, please, we are your people—all of us.
Your holy cities are all ghost towns:
Zion’s a ghost town,
Jerusalem’s a field of weeds.
Our holy and beautiful Temple,
which our ancestors filled with your praises,
Was burned down by fire,
all our lovely parks and gardens in ruins.
In the face of all this,
are you going to sit there unmoved, God?
Aren’t you going to say something?
Haven’t you made us miserable long enough?

Isaiah was writing during a time of difficulty. The Israelites, newly returned to the Promised Land after more than a generation of captivity in Babylon, were facing an unknown future. The nations they had created before the exile now lay in ruins. Everything had to be rebuilt, repaired, replanted, and restored. While they were no doubt glad to be home, the life they remembered no longer existed. They needed some sort of sign that God was still with them and still the same. But instead of the heavens tearing open and God appearing, instead of mountains quaking in God’s presence, God seemed to have disappeared. No one had come along to call on God’s name. God had hidden God’s face from them and left them alone to contemplate their sin and regret.

How do we hold on to hope when everything around us seems to be falling apart? How do we hope in God when we can’t see any visible signs that God is present? How do we hum along to the endless soundtrack of happy Christmas songs when inside our hearts are broken and bleeding, we can’t see anything positive in the world around us, and we have lost any confidence we once had that things are going to get better?

I know it seems like a big downer to ask these questions as we begin our preparation for Christmas in the church, but the text from Isaiah reminds us that no matter what is going on with us personally, there are plenty of people out there, in our families, in our neighborhoods, in our pews, and in this world, who are not currently in an emotional place of hope, peace, and good will for all. The world is hurting.

How many people are feeling just like the Israelites after exile—lost, confused, uncertain, depressed, alone and afraid—and wondering why God never seems to show up for them, speak to them, or deliver them from their suffering and pain? How many people are facing the holidays alone? How many are dealing with the holiday cheer for the first time without their loved ones beside them—those whom they have lost to death, dementia, depression, dependency, or divorce? How many people are fighting just to get through each day, one day at a time? How overwhelming must the holiday cheer feel to those who are in the midst of trials and tribulations.

Liz's story – here I related the story of Liz who I met through my job of property manager for people with disabilities. Liz was a lonely woman confined to a wheelchair who had lived for years in an apartment that was not accessible, mostly because she could not bear the thought of leaving her precious dogs behind. She lived for about two years as my tenant in a home that worked for her wheelchair and her dogs. But she still needed a lot of support that I couldn't provide – mostly in the area of companionship.

As we move into this season stuffed with holiday planning and busyness and parties and cheer, don’t forget about those for whom this time of year may be excruciatingly difficult. Let them know that God is not punishing them, God has not forgotten about them, and God will not ever let them go.

Advent is a season of preparation. Ah, preparation… Such a busy season, we’ve all been doing a lot of preparation! How many of us already have our Christmas lists ready? Gifts to buy and wrap, meals to plan and cook, events and parties, decorations, projects...my list of lists could go on and on. What is important about preparation? In my case - if I don’t prepare, something will get forgotten and then I’ll be in crisis mode. You know, classic stuff like not thawing the turkey or procrastinating too long to order that gift online so you have to present a picture on Christmas morning? I can’t be the only one. So I must be prepared.

While we prepare for the celebration, let's take time to also prepare like John the Baptist told us. Prepare the way of the lord, make straight the way of his coming.

What does this making straight mean to us? It reminds me of watching ants. They scurry about, and at first it all looks organized... But if I observe closer, I note that they spend a lot of time wandering in circles. Maybe part of making the way straight is to stop some of our running in circles! I often find myself sitting down to do a task and then I get distracted by another task...the next thing I know, I'm like that ant - overwhelmed and confused. The holidays are full of those opportunities to get distracted and overwhelmed. The first part of making straight is to take a deep breath and simmer down.

Simplify and focus.

The second part is reflection and self-examination. There is an advent activity that I've done with the youth at Centenary...it involves taking a shoebox of dirt and rocks and inviting each one to make a smooth path. First thing, somebody has to get those rocks out of the way! Then they use their fingers to draw a straight path. The next youth takes over and removes some smaller rocks and the path becomes even smoother.

What are the big rocks in your path? Or the small ones? For some people it may be a rock you've never encountered, or it may be the pebble that has been in your shoe for years. See if you can get some of those rocks out of the way. Put away the things that distract and steal your time and energy. Go back to part one and focus on what is good.

Then the best part - share the process. Like the youth, you find some rocks that you have to remove by yourself... But maybe there are stones to clear away together.

Pond story – here I related the story of building a pond in my backyard with my Dad. A really big pond for a backyard fish pond. And we laid every rock in that landscaping project with a wheelbarrow and determination. Sometimes as I was choosing the next stone, I'd have to holler for help with a “two man rock.”

Are there two man rocks in your life? Reach out for help. Be part of groups that help shore you up and heal whatever is hurting.

But also look around to see if there are people struggling with their own stones. Can you help make their way straighter?

When we recognize the holidays are not a great time for everyone, we have an important opportunity for ministry. How can we intentionally reach out to those who may be struggling? Are there opportunities for us offer ourselves in service to those in need in ways that bring them into direct contact with the poor and struggling in your community?

The world seems to be upside down sometimes. We look for solutions and leadership to solve our broken land. People of Isaiah's time and even all the way to the time of Jesus' ministry were looking for a king, a mighty warrior to make things right again. God did the unexpected. He sent a tiny baby. Helpless. Unassuming. Simple.

People today are also looking for something incredible and mighty. We as Christians have to be ready to do and be the unexpected. We need to approach a hurting world with the character of that tiny baby.

I don't have any children. I do have 3 nephews and a niece. Two of those are twin 6 year old Braeden and Taylor. When they were babies they lived in my house for awhile, so I got to learn something about the character of babies. Sweet. Sensitive. Vulnerable. Laughing. Crying. When they would cry, I would quiet them by singing a song about fish heads.

How would this world be if we took the time to care for each other the way that we care for a baby? And if we could have that sweet spirit of a child. Sweet and sensitive. Humble and vulnerable. It would be unexpected. The world assumes that god wants to punish and divide and throw folks into first pits. But god is much more like a loving parent who wants good things for his children. He wants to hold us and sing fish heads.

And he wants us to do that for others. Because sometimes the best thing a person who is hurting can do is to reach out in service to someone in need. The opportunities are all around us: Parkview Community Mission that feeds, clothes and supports the homeless and poor right in the heart of Lynchburg, the Hunting Creek Food Pantry, Lynchburg Daily Bread, the Society of St. Andrew… or maybe you need to connect one-on-one with a Liz or someone at Heritage Green.

Move rocks together and you will be prepared to welcome this tiny baby - this game changer - back into the world.