2008
Sermons
Dez 28 - The Costly Gift
Dez 24 - The Whole Story
Dez 21 - Disrupted!
Dez 21 - Blessed be God, anyway
Dez 14 - Signpost People
Dez 7 - Turn Around!
Nov 30 - Lament
Nov 23 - Seeing Jesus
Nov 16 - Treasure
Nov 9 - Good News, or Bad?
Okt 12 - Now We Join in Celebration
Okt 5 - Is All Lost?
Sep 27 - No reason to brag
Sep 21 - At the Right Time
Sep 14 - The Holy Cross of Christ has set us free!
Sep 7 - Responsibility for One Another?
Aug 31 - Extreme?
Aug 24 - Questions
Aug 17 - Inside, Outside, Upside Down
Aug 10 - Against Giants
Aug 3 - You Are What You Eat
Jul 27 - Whose Treasure?
Jul 20 - ...and the Harvest
Jul 13 - God, Seed, Growth, Harvest
Jul 6 - Burden and Yoke
Jun 29 - The Big Question
Jun 22 - Death and Life
Jun 15 - Priestly and Holy
Jun 8 - Lord, Have Mercy
Jun 1 - And it will be hard
Mai 25 - Just One More....
Mai 18 - Good...very good!
Mai 11 - Transformed!
Mai 4 - It's a battle..............
Apr 27 - In the conversation
Apr 20 - We are...we will be....
Apr 13 - Worship and Life
Apr 6 - Just Talking
Mrz 30 - Resurrection of the Body
Mrz 23 - This New Day
Mrz 22 - Blessed be God!
Mrz 21 - It is finished!
Mrz 21 - Died, For Me!
Mrz 20 - This Do!
Mrz 16 - Good News for those who flunk the test
Mrz 9 - To Laugh, Yes, To Laugh!
Mrz 2 - Together in Christ - Glenn Lunger
Mrz 2 - Why?
Feb 24 - Bigger than we thought
Feb 17 - Abraham the Player, Nicodemus the Spectator
Feb 10 - Saying NO
Feb 6 - In deep conversation with the Father
Feb 3 - How close to God?
Jan 27 - What? Who? Where? When?
Jan 20 - Behold, the Lamb who takes....
Jan 13 - It Just Might Happen
Jan 6 - The Gift of You
First Sunday of Advent - November 30, 2008
I am holding here a shard, a broken piece from a clay jar.
It was broken, useless, thrown away, buried in a ditch until I dug it up 2,063 years later.
A piece of clay; fired and part of a useful vessel once, but now broken and discarded.
What things might it have seen and experienced ?
How many places did it travel?
But now it is just a broken piece, relegated to a little plastic display box on my shelf.
Is that the status of our faith these days?
Was that faith alive and useful once, but now is it dried up and in a display box?
Maybe circumstances have tossed that faith around like a clay jar in a storm-buffeted ship until it is broken, seemingly beyond repair.
And we complain.
We sang a Psalm this morning in the category called lament.
The complaints in a lament may seem to be like that shard, a remnant of a broken faith.
Listen again to the word-pictures that the Psalmist uses:
--the bowls of tears,
--the broken down walls of a vineyard,
--the derision of neighbors,
--the vineyard become a grazing area for wild beasts
Lament: things are not the way that they are supposed to be.
Woe is me, woe is us, it's just too bad, isn't it?
But Lament is so much more than that, more than nostalgia, or sadness, or resignation, or despair.
The complaints in a Lament are functions of a robust, living faith.
It is an acknowledgment that things are not now the way they are supposed to be.
Things are messed up, and we, individually and corporately, have had a role in that disruption.
Lament is an honest naming before God of the things that have gone wrong in and around us.
It is a naming which very much needs to take place.
This year, perhaps more than at some other times, we are understanding and resonating with lament:
--National and international politics are in turmoil.
--The financial system around the world is disjointed.
--One struggles with cancer, another with a failed personal relationship.
--A person is trampled to death in a surge of shoppers over-anxious to get into a store the other day.
We can have the broken shards of anger, sadness, loneliness, and despair from a dozen causes from in or around ourselves.
And so lament with its complaining to God seems right at home in our general mood about things.
There are several important observations:
(1) We are allowed to complain to God, to make lament as does scripture.
God gives us voice and opportunity to say whatever is on our mind;
indeed, one of the key functions of prayer is to make sure that this conversation gets going, at whatever point it is needed at that moment in our lives.
This is more than a general gripe session with friends and a drink in hand.
Instead, it is a laying before the Lord all that we have noted about ourselves and our surrounding circumstances.
The first thing we learn from the Psalmist is that it is possible, it is OK, in fact, that it is desirable for us to make lament.
It may not be pretty, but it is needed and necessary.
Lay it all out there.
Have you thought just how outrageous it is that we even dare to address God?
We are the creatures; God is the creator.
Remember the voice of the Lord thundering to that nervy Job who dared to question God:
“Who is this that counsels wisdom, without knowledge,” he demands of Job, and Job must say “I put my hand upon my mouth.”
But that is not the last word in scripture on the subject.
Our best cue, a fuller understanding, comes from our Lord Jesus who himself instructs us to pray, “Our Father....”
That is why we dare to say whatever needs to be said!
(2) Our laments may not be just to God; some of the complaining may be about God.
And that is OK, too!
The Psalmist says that it wasn't just somebody who broke down the walls of the vineyard, it was God himself.
Why would he build something so wonderful and then have it torn down?
(3) Our perceptions may or may not be right, and lament involves the process of sorting though all of those things, said and unsaid, which we would lay before God.
One of the writing techniques that schools are using these days involves scribbling down all of the key words, thoughts, and phrases that come to mind about one's subject, as quickly as you can, and then beginning to pick through the cluster and use what is most appropriate.
Perhaps we are doing a similar thing in our laments, noting many different things and then beginning to sort.
In June 1520, Pope Leo X made lament in a paper entitled Exsurge Domine: “Arise, O Lord, for a wild boar has arisen in your vineyard...”
He was using a verse which we used earlier today from Psalm 80.
With the phrase “wild boar,” he refers to Martin Luther who was stirring up so much discussion with the 95 Theses and other writings.
The Pope made lament, but in the longer view of things, some of it was misplaced, for the Lord's vineyard needed a make-over, and Luther was one of those calling attention to that need.
Not all of our laments may be appropriate, and need to be sorted and tossed away!
(4) There may be much apparent silence on the part of God.
We are so programmed for instantaneous results that God's silence we regard as unacceptable.
“Nobody has ever hurt as much as I am hurting right now,” we say, and in actually voicing it, we begin to realize just how foolish our comment is.
God is not absent, or deaf, or indifferent, as some think, but proceeding in his own fashion and not according to our petulant desires.
It came to me most forcefully on those mornings before dawn when I stood facing east just below the Sea of Galilee, praying the Psalms in the land where they first came to voice 3,000 and more years ago, and have continued in use there ever since.
God is listening, and responding in his own time and way, and not on our time-schedule.
(5) Lament is not skepticism, or a lack of faith, but springs from the profound trust
--that God is addressable,
--that God is listening,
--that God is in fact continuing his creative and redemptive work among us.
O God of hosts, turn..., look,..., behold ...,
tend this vine;
preserve what your right hand has planted. urges the Psalmist.
He hasn't given up on God at all!
He will list the many problems, but in trust that God will answer, that God is answering.
I remember when I first heard a recording of the work that Mr. Lakey used as the Prelude today.
That recorded organist played it slowly, ponderously, and perhaps even a bit fearfully: “Wake, for Night Is Flying!”
And I started to learn the piece that way.
Some time later I heard a different recording that moved at a much more sprightly tempo.
“What is going on here,” I thought. “Why is this one so much faster?”
Is the performer just showing off how fast he can play? or is there something else being interpreted here?
Read a little further in the text:
The Bridegroom comes, awake!
Your lamps with gladness take!
Sing hosanna!
And then it struck me. Bach was interpreting the second part of lament, not the fearfulness of the first part, but the confident joy that the Lord will answer and care for his people.
Bach is not stuck in fear or despair;
he has written for us a dance of joy above the pedal part that keeps the tempo and the middle voice that proclaims the melody.
What wonderful musical interpretation!
How shall you and I live through this Advent season?
(1) In prayer to God, boldly name the problems we see.
(2) Do lots more listening than talking.
(3) Do it all in trust that God is still in charge
Show us the light of your countenance, and we shall be saved, is the Psalmist's refrain.
In other words, make lament in a Biblical way, in confidence and and with anticipation, with a dancing-song:
...where He will come to dine with you. Amen.
Please note: The preceding sermon is provided as a resource for the thought, prayer, and meditation of the members and friends of St. Mark's. It is the residue of a verbal event, and thus it does not have academic footnotes and other details that would be expected in a written document. The writer gladly acknowledges the prior thought and work of many Christians before him. |