Poser

POSER (urban dictionary) n. 

1.one who pretends to be someone whose not. 
2. who tries to fit in but with exaggeration 

So for a while now the church and I have talked about putting my sermons on our website and in podcast form.  Now there is already a sermon on the site from last Christmas and for the last few weeks I have been trying to get a voice memo from my ipad (which I preach from) to the website.  This has been a surprisingly difficult task, although the most difficult part is remembering to push the record button…

Anyway, I finally did it on Sunday.  I didn’t get the scripture reading, but I did remember in time to begin the sermon… *sigh* but I realized now that it’s recorded, it will be out there for all to hear.  And for some reason I got really nervous all of a sudden.  I preach to approximately 100 people on any given Sunday, but it was not them I was nervous about. It is first, putting it on the internet full of people to critique whom I do not even know, which in my head I know not to pay attention to, but my real concern is my fellow preachers, colleagues, and friends. 

I know that it is a big presumption that my friends will even listen to my sermons, in fact I know my Best Friend Melissa doesn’t even read this blog (in all fairness I didn’t always read hers when she blogged). But I am worried that they will find me lacking, hearing me preach week in and week out.  

I know worship is an experience, and I myself am an experience- a whirlwind, a creative force, a freak of nature.  It is who God created me to be and I have simply resigned myself that no matter how many times I try to stay out of things, I will always enter into them.  God created me this nosy, bossy, dynamic, energetic, envelope pusher that I, sadly, fight against everyday.

What God did not create me to be was unauthentic.  It is not in my nature to be someone else and preaching is at the heart of that for me.  Preaching is the moment each week that I live into God’s call in my life… or not. And I am worried, I guess, that others will hear them and think, “what a poser.” 

I understand this is an irrational fear but there it is. So, the only way to get over a fear is to push through it, so here it is, my sermon from this week, the first of many of my heart that I lay at your feet: 

http://www.ashlandpc.org/celebration/sermons/ 

Sermon 04 29 2012

For those that missed it, here is my sermon from April 29, 2012. Although this sermon is not exactly what I preached (we must leave room for the spirit) this is what was written for me to say… It has all the elements.

Luke 24:36b-48

About 18 months ago there was a tragic accident in my church in Albany.  Lou, the patriarch of the church, 89 years old and in great health for his age, walked across the street to his car on a rainy September evening and was struck by a car.  They never saw each other. Not even close.

The next day I am driving to the family’s house and dropping the kids off at a nearby parishioner.  When my, then almost three year old daughter says to me “Mommy, why are you sad?”

Now I try to be open to my children about the realities of life and death, but how to do that is delicate, I do not want to scare them, but I do want them to understand.

I want to be honest because sadness is a real emotion and there is no reason for her to think that it is about her, or to pretend that I am not sad because I am, obviously, very sad.

“Well honey, something bad has happened to Mr. Lou.” “Mr. Lou our church friend?” “Yes, baby, he crossed the street without looking”

Now to an almost three year old crossing the street without looking is just about the sin of all sins.

“Oh,” she says “he’s in BIG trouble” I laugh through my tears “Yes, honey, he is in big trouble.”

Explaining death to a child is just about the most complicated thing I can imagine.  It brings up so many questions… Where do we go when we die? Will grandma still have cancer in heaven? How will I recognize the ones that I love? Will they have the same body? And if so, what will that body look like?

My favorite answer to that last one came from an eighty something year old woman who told me that she believed that when she arrived in heaven she would look like she did on her most perfect day in life.

The day where everything fell in to place, her hair was just so and her makeup just right, and where she felt the most confident about herself.

It is a comfort to us, when we are grief stricken, that when we arrive in heaven we will see those whom we loved most dear to us.  And it is a comfort that although different, we will recognize them by body and in spirit.

In our scripture lesson this morning we meet the disciples again, this time in Luke, huddled together in their fear, frustration, guilt, grief and suspicion. Their leader, their beloved, is dead and now his wounded body is missing. In the midst of their escalating alarm, out of nowhere, Jesus himself appears.

And again, just as in John, the first thing Jesus does is provide comfort and assurance.  “Peace be with you” Jesus says.  And immediately follows it up with “Why are you freaking out?” As then he does something really odd, something very strange, but something he has done so many times in the Gospel of Luke, he asks for something to eat.

These words, this scripture, this moment assures the disciples, this is the same old Jesus- different now but yet the same- once dead but now alive- caring but still fussing.  Jesus is acting as if nothing happened, he seemed normal, natural, just what they had come to expect.

Yet he still carries the marks of his brutal death. And the very fact that he shows up after his cry of abandonment is anything but normal or expected. Earthly, human power had triumphed over him, it has seemed. The high priest, the scribes, the governor, soldiers, and the innocent bystanders had all condemned Jesus as a scoundrel and blasphemer.

Even God seemed to have condemned the verdict. There were no rescuing angles, no last minute acquittal, no surprise witnesses to change the verdict. According to the law he got what he deserved and this should be the end of the story.

But we are surprised- for God and Jesus are in cahoots against the powers of the world. By raising Jesus from the dead, God declared to the political leaders, “This is not about you!”

While they thought they had the upper hand and exercised all power that mattered, God declared that God has been working behind the scenes the whole time.

Today’s text brings the work and ministry of Christ full circle. Luke tells us at the beginning of his Gospel that Jesus is the fulfillment of God’s plan of redemption for all of creation. God transformed a tragic consequence into a new thing- an acquittal and ultimate redemption. The ugliness of crucifixion gave way to the power of resurrection.

As we think the story over, we see God had something to say. It has always been about God and continues to be so.  Jesus did not launch into explanations about the mechanics of the resurrection, nor did he provide an itinerary about his whereabouts since Friday…

Instead, Jesus did what Jesus does best: he taught and commissioned: his whole life, death, and rising were about what God is doing in the world- reconciling the world back into the arms of God.

From the law of Moses, to the prophets, to the Psalms, it has always been about God and God’s purposes, aims, and agenda for us- it has always been about repentance that leads to forgiveness of sins and creating God’s shalom- peace, wholeness, restoring the world.

And that restoration is not far and it did not die with Jesus, because he was raised, here, in front of them, eating fish of all things! One of the greatest moments in Luke’s resurrection stories is this moment of Jesus eating fish.  This resurrection, this body- it lives.

It not only lives, it is real and tangible.  You can touch it, he can smell and taste, he can feel things like hunger and hear the disciple’s cries.

The risen Christ appears to groups and couples to assure them that he lives; to teach them to put their fear and doubts in the context of God’s grand plan; to open their understandings of the scriptures. To commission them as witnesses of all that God has done and is doing in the world.

Jesus makes it abundantly clear to his disciples and commissions them to put their fears and doubts in the context of God’s grand plan, so they may be able to witness of all that God has done and is doing for the world.

They are now ready to witness in Jerusalem, and to all the nations because of what they have seen and what they now know.

The work of Christ begins and continues because we are the witnesses and bearers of the promises of resurrection!

Today we live in a world where fear and doubt overwhelm us.  And we ask: where is God? Because the powers of the world- war, poverty, disease- seem to have won.  Today we are looking for that reassurance, that God is not powerless to the evils of this world.[i]

Yet here we are, witnesses to the resurrection, bearers of the gracious mercy of God. And we too have been commissioned to spread the good news of the gospel, to live the good news.  But the real questions becomes how will we do this?

What in our communities needs the presence of the risen Christ? What kinds of experiences or understandings so we need so that we can be credible witnesses to God’s reconciliation in the world?

What is our communal response to God’s presence and work in the world? How do we participate in God’s work on earth?

Although I do love that woman’s answer about what she will look like in heaven, I think I would change it a bit.  I pray that in heaven I will look like I did on my best day.  But not about hair and makeup, but the day I was the most kind, the most generous, the most forgiving.

I pray that when I arrive in heaven there will be all those whom I love being the best and most authentic selves, the people God called them to be on earth.

So why not start today?

Answering questions about death is hard, answer the questions about how we will bear witness to the resurrection may be harder still, but that doesn’t mean we don’t give it our best shot to answer them.

Years ago, Winston Churchill planned his own funeral. And he did so with the hope of the resurrection and eternal life which he firmly believed in.

And he instructed after the benediction that a bugler positioned high in the dome of St. Paul’s Cathedral would play Taps, the universal signal that says the day is over.

But then came a very dramatic moment as Churchill had instructed. Another bugler was placed on the other side of the massive dome, and he played the notes of Reveille (I can’t get em up), the universal signal that a new day has dawned and it is time to arise.

That was Churchill’s testimony that at the end of history, the last note will not be Taps, it’ll be Reveille. There is hope beyond the grave because Jesus Christ has opened the door to heaven for us by his death and resurrection.[ii]

Jesus commissions us to declare the presence and power of God in the midst of tragedy, despair and death.  They are not ultimate- God is. And the risen Christ makes himself known to us in ways big and small.  So as people of faith we are to be witnesses to Christ’s people among us, in our words and in our deeds.

May this be so for you… Amen.

[i] This section from Feasting on the Word, Year B, vol. 2, Luke 24:36b-48

[ii] 750 Engaging Illistrations for Preachers, Teachers, and Writers from Craig Brian Larson and Leadership Journal #127