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Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sermon: Pentecost 18B
It’s the kind of headline that boils your blood. Perhaps you saw it. “Parents Get Probation for the Negligent Homicide Death of the Their Son.”
According to the Huffington Post.
“An Oregon couple whose teenaged son died from a burst appendix because they don't believe in modern medicine accepted a plea deal to avoid jail.
“Last December, Austin Sprout became sick with flu-like symptoms. Instead of taking the 16 year old to a doctor, his mother and stepfather chose to pray for his recovery.
“In exchange to pleading guilty on Tuesday to negligent homicide, ‘faith healers’ Russel and Brandi Bellew will be on probation for five years...”
While we rightly look aghast at such abusive parenting, they might turn around and ask us if we believe the promises of scripture, or do we not? After all, they believed that they were following the bible’s guidance.
And the passage that they were following happens to be our second reading for this morning in the Letter of James:
“...are any among you suffering? They should pray. Are any cheerful? They should sing songs of praise. 14Are any among you sick? They should call for the elders of the church and have them pray over them, anointing them with oil in the name of the Lord. 15The prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise them up; and anyone who has committed sins will be forgiven. 16Therefore confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another, so that you may be healed. The prayer of the righteous is powerful and effective.”
Sounds good doesn’t it? And it is a passage we take seriously because we pray for the sick and the suffering every time we gather. And when I visit people in the hospital, it’s not uncommon for me to take a little jar of olive oil with me so I can anoint the poor soul in the bed. It’s an ancient ritual that began with the people of Israel and adopted by the early church. Olive oil was seen as the lifeblood of society, and therefore a symbol of God’s blessing, and the promise that God will provide all our needs.
But, of course, the fact that I am praying in the hospital - the very heart of modern medicine - puts me at odds with those who would deny the value of doctors and nurses in peoples’ healing.
You’re probably wondering why I’m bringing this up. After all, we’re not a church that denies the power of modern medicine in favour of prayer. I think I’m safe in saying that all of you take your family members to the hospital should they break a bone, come down with a nasty fever, or burst their appendix. At least I HOPE that would be the case...
But I bring this up because...(whole thing here)
Friday, September 28, 2012
Is Your Body a Temple of the Holy Spirit?
(NB: preached at evening worship at the Northern Conference Convention, Alberta Synod, ELCIC)
“All
things are lawful for me, but not all things are beneficial. All things
are lawful for me,” but I will not be dominated by anything. “Food is
meant for the stomach and the stomach for food,” and God will destroy
both one and the other. The body is meant not for fornication but for
the Lord, and the Lord for the body. And God raised the Lord and will
also raise us by his power. Do you not know that your bodies are members
of Christ? Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy
Spirit within you, which you have from God, and that you are not your
own? For you were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your
body.” (1 Corinthians 6: 9-15a, 19-20)
That word just kind of jumps out of you, doesn’t it? You know which one I’m talking about. It starts with an “f.” That “f” word evokes images of forbidden sensuality and carnal escapades that we only dream about in our most savage and primal imaginations.
It’s right smack dab in verse 13, staring at us. And the “f” word I’m talking about, of course, is “food.”
Why? What did you think I meant?
I suppose the “other” “f-word” will make my point just as easily, if not as colourfully. Because as I’ve been reflecting on our theme of “stewardship” I feel that we often neglect to include our most valuable resource - our bodies - as something we need to “steward”. How we treat our bodies can be just as important to our stewardship mandate as how we sustain the land, clean the oceans, capture carbon, manage our finances, or guide our churches.
As you can see I’m not exactly a poster boy for healthy eating. If anything I’m a cautionary tale of how poor nutritional habits and a sedentary lifestyle can wreak havoc on one’s life.
I’m a stress eater. And let’s just say that the last few years have been VERY stressful. And my habits thus far have not helped me in dealing with the stresses of the last half decade. If anything my late-night encounters with the drive thru and Monday Night Football cans of beer have made my stress levels worsen. And by extension, the quality of my life.
And it’s not as if I hadn’t been warned. Information on diet and exercise, the stuff of a healthy lifestyle, isn’t exactly scarce. In fact it’s always in your face, waving a condemning finger, giving you the stink eye each time your arm reaches for that third cookie or second burger.
I knew that 30 minutes on the elliptical is just as effective at battling anxiety and depression as Prozac. I knew that getting 5-10 servings of fruits and veggies a day is just as useful at elevating my mood and giving me energy as any high octane caffeine explosion I can get at Starbucks. I knew that the two of them together would help me put my life back on track better than most counselors or life coaches.
But I chose other, easier, options. And it wasn’t until I had a recent health scare that I realized what I was doing, not only to my body, but to my life. And to those around me.
I began to realize why Paul asks us to honour our bodies. I realized that what I was doing to my body and to myself, was keeping me from living in the faithfulness that God wants from me.
That word just kind of jumps out of you, doesn’t it? You know which one I’m talking about. It starts with an “f.” That “f” word evokes images of forbidden sensuality and carnal escapades that we only dream about in our most savage and primal imaginations.
It’s right smack dab in verse 13, staring at us. And the “f” word I’m talking about, of course, is “food.”
Why? What did you think I meant?
I suppose the “other” “f-word” will make my point just as easily, if not as colourfully. Because as I’ve been reflecting on our theme of “stewardship” I feel that we often neglect to include our most valuable resource - our bodies - as something we need to “steward”. How we treat our bodies can be just as important to our stewardship mandate as how we sustain the land, clean the oceans, capture carbon, manage our finances, or guide our churches.
As you can see I’m not exactly a poster boy for healthy eating. If anything I’m a cautionary tale of how poor nutritional habits and a sedentary lifestyle can wreak havoc on one’s life.
I’m a stress eater. And let’s just say that the last few years have been VERY stressful. And my habits thus far have not helped me in dealing with the stresses of the last half decade. If anything my late-night encounters with the drive thru and Monday Night Football cans of beer have made my stress levels worsen. And by extension, the quality of my life.
And it’s not as if I hadn’t been warned. Information on diet and exercise, the stuff of a healthy lifestyle, isn’t exactly scarce. In fact it’s always in your face, waving a condemning finger, giving you the stink eye each time your arm reaches for that third cookie or second burger.
I knew that 30 minutes on the elliptical is just as effective at battling anxiety and depression as Prozac. I knew that getting 5-10 servings of fruits and veggies a day is just as useful at elevating my mood and giving me energy as any high octane caffeine explosion I can get at Starbucks. I knew that the two of them together would help me put my life back on track better than most counselors or life coaches.
But I chose other, easier, options. And it wasn’t until I had a recent health scare that I realized what I was doing, not only to my body, but to my life. And to those around me.
I began to realize why Paul asks us to honour our bodies. I realized that what I was doing to my body and to myself, was keeping me from living in the faithfulness that God wants from me.
It’s
like Paul looked me up and down,
grabbed me by the shoulders, shook me, and blared,
“Are you kidding
me??? Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit
within you, which you have from God, and that you are not your own???
For you were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your body.”
When I read that it was like Paul smacked me across the back of the head. And I knew something had to change. Status quo was not an option.
So, I’ve started making small changes in my diet and exercise routine. I’m eating lots more veggies and am starting to work with a personal trainer. And right away I’ve noticed my energy levels increase, my mood brighten, and my thinking become clearer.
Eating healthily and exercising is becoming, for me, almost as important a spiritual discipline as prayer. It’s becoming clear to me that, as I shed unhealthy pounds, I grow more fully into who God wants me to be.
“...do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, which you have from God, and that you are not your own? For you were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your body.”
I didn’t know that before. But I know that now. I know that good news isn’t just spiritual, it’s also physical. Being good stewards of all that we have draws us closer to God’s understanding of the world and our place in it.
It all starts with ourselves, and the Spirit who takes up residence inside of us, making our bodies Holy; the very dwelling place of God. The temple out of which God changes everything.
Amen.
When I read that it was like Paul smacked me across the back of the head. And I knew something had to change. Status quo was not an option.
So, I’ve started making small changes in my diet and exercise routine. I’m eating lots more veggies and am starting to work with a personal trainer. And right away I’ve noticed my energy levels increase, my mood brighten, and my thinking become clearer.
Eating healthily and exercising is becoming, for me, almost as important a spiritual discipline as prayer. It’s becoming clear to me that, as I shed unhealthy pounds, I grow more fully into who God wants me to be.
“...do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, which you have from God, and that you are not your own? For you were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your body.”
I didn’t know that before. But I know that now. I know that good news isn’t just spiritual, it’s also physical. Being good stewards of all that we have draws us closer to God’s understanding of the world and our place in it.
It all starts with ourselves, and the Spirit who takes up residence inside of us, making our bodies Holy; the very dwelling place of God. The temple out of which God changes everything.
Amen.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Sermon: Pentecost 17B
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“Don’t worry about the young people, pastor,” he told me, “After they have kids they’ll return to church to have their children baptized. They always do. It’s the cycle of life.”
That’s the common wisdom. And I hear that a lot.
While that may be true this morning as we welcome Chase into our family of faith through the sacrament of holy baptism, it is becoming less and less the case overall. And that presents us with a challenge as we look ahead into our future and try to discern God’s vision for us as a church.
I’ve been a pastor for 13 years and over that time I have seen the declining numbers accelerate. And while there are blips of growth here and there, the overall trend is downward. We fear for our future. And we look around and we wonder where all the young people have gone. We ask why they don’t come to church like people once did.
And so we dig in our heels, get angry and resentful about an insecure future. We blame the media for what we think is bias against people of faith. We blame the government for an increasingly secular culture. I’ve even heard some pastors blame immigrants for bringing their “foreign religion” to our so-called “Christian country.”
So we ask, why is this happening? Why are we in this place? How did we get here?
Even in our darkest moments, we look at our own children and other members of our families, and see how they’ve abandoned church, and we ask, “What did we do wrong? What could I have done better in the past so that my family would still attend church today?”
Here’s the answer to those questions...(whole thing here)
“Don’t worry about the young people, pastor,” he told me, “After they have kids they’ll return to church to have their children baptized. They always do. It’s the cycle of life.”
That’s the common wisdom. And I hear that a lot.
While that may be true this morning as we welcome Chase into our family of faith through the sacrament of holy baptism, it is becoming less and less the case overall. And that presents us with a challenge as we look ahead into our future and try to discern God’s vision for us as a church.
I’ve been a pastor for 13 years and over that time I have seen the declining numbers accelerate. And while there are blips of growth here and there, the overall trend is downward. We fear for our future. And we look around and we wonder where all the young people have gone. We ask why they don’t come to church like people once did.
And so we dig in our heels, get angry and resentful about an insecure future. We blame the media for what we think is bias against people of faith. We blame the government for an increasingly secular culture. I’ve even heard some pastors blame immigrants for bringing their “foreign religion” to our so-called “Christian country.”
So we ask, why is this happening? Why are we in this place? How did we get here?
Even in our darkest moments, we look at our own children and other members of our families, and see how they’ve abandoned church, and we ask, “What did we do wrong? What could I have done better in the past so that my family would still attend church today?”
Here’s the answer to those questions...(whole thing here)
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Sermon: Pentecost 16B
“Who
do you say that I am?” Jesus asks his disciples. And Peter, the one
who can never keep his mouth shut, speaks without realizing what he’s
saying.
“You
are the Messiah,” Peter bursts without thinking, wondering why
Jesus would ask a pretty basic question.
But
I think Jesus was trying to take their temperature. He probably heard
the gossip about who people thought he was, and he wanted to shut
down any misinformation before it got out of hand.
“Who
do people say that I am? What are they saying about me? What’s in
the papers, what are the bloggers blogging about? Who is tweeting
about me and what are they tweeting? What’s happening on Facebook?
I’m curious. Because I haven’t been totally direct with people,
and I want what’s going on out there.”
It’s
interesting that Jesus thinks his disciples have their ears to the
ground. After all, they haven’t really left his sight since they
began their preaching tour. They may have been milling about in the
crowds, eavesdropping on peoples’ conversations, getting a sense of
who people think this wandering preacher is, and why they think that.
But
people only have their own experience to draw from. Some say that
Jesus is “Elijah” because they see Jesus’ ministry of speaking
God’s Word. Others say Moses because they see him as a great
leader. Some say “one of the prophets” because his preaching has
cut through their hearts like a surgeon’s scalpel. But no two
people agree as to who they think Jesus is.
There’s
no consensus until Jesus asks his followers.
“Okay,
that’s who THEY, OUT THERE say that I am. But who do YOU say that I
am? What do YOU tell people about me?”
It’s
a pretty direct question, isn’t it? Is Jesus testing them? Or is
even more curious about his friends’ answers then those on the
street.
“You’re
the Messiah,” Peter says impulsively. Probably impressed with
himself.
Did
Peter answer Jesus correctly? Yes. But did he know what the correct
answer was? No...(whole thing here)
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