Monday, November 9, 2015

Forward Together

This is a stewardship sermon preached on November 8, 2015, reflecting themes that we've been covering in our discussion of Brian McLaren's book We Make the Road by Walking.

Texts: Exodus 17:1-7; Philippians 2:1-13

The Hollywood depictions of Moses have never been that convincing, whether it’s Charleton Heston with a fake beard, or the cartoon version in the Prince of Egypt. To quote Frederick Buechner, if anything, Moses probably more closely resembled Teyve in Fiddler on the Roof after going ten rounds with a prize fighter. As Buechner writes,

Forty years of tramping around the wilderness with the Israelites was enough to take it out of anybody. When they weren’t raising heck about running out of food, they were raising it about running out of water. They were always hankering after the fleshpots of Egypt and making bitter remarks about how they should have stayed home and let well enough alone. As soon as Moses turned his back, the Israelites started whooping it up around the Golden Calf, and, later when someone named Korah stood up and said Moses ought to be thrown out, the motion was seconded by thousands. Any spare time Moses had left after taking care of things like that he spent trying to persuade God to be merciful to the people anyway. (Frederick Buechner, Peculiar Treasures, San Francisco: Harper & Row, 1979, pp. 110-111).

Paintings on the ceiling of the Sala Superiore (1575-77)
Moses drawing water from the rock

Oil on canv
as, 550 x 520 cm
Scuola Grande di San Rocco, Venice


The people of Israel were on a journey. And it was a difficult journey. In chapter ten of Brian McLaren’s book We Make the Road by Walking, McLaren writes that

we have much to learn from the stories of Moses and his companions. We, too, must remember that the road to freedom doesn’t follow a straight line from point A to point B. Instead, it zigzags and backtracks through a discomfort zone of lack, delay, distress, and strain. In those wild places, character is formed—The personal and social character needed for people to enjoy freedom and aliveness. Like those who have walked before us, we need to know that grumbling and complaining can be more dangerous than poisonous snakes or the hot desert sun. Like them, we must be forewarned about the danger of catastrophizing the present and romanticizing the past. Like them, we must remember that going forward may be difficult, but going back is disastrous. (Brian McLaren, We Make the Road by Walking, New York: Jericho Books, 2014, p. 42).

For many years now, church theologians have been comparing the present situation of the church to the experience of the Israelites in the wilderness. In some ways, this metaphor works, and in some ways, it doesn’t. For instance, this sanctuary has stood in this location since 1900, and there are many of you who have been worshipping in this sanctuary regularly for 40 or 50 years or more. And if your name is Bud Davis, you’ve been here since 1945! You are rooted here. This is home. You don’t feel like you’re wandering around. In one of our small groups that is reading the Brian McLaren book together, someone was quite honest in saying that they didn’t feel like they’ve had a lot of wilderness experiences. So, the metaphor of the wilderness doesn’t work for everyone.

But where it’s more applicable, I think, is in trying to describe the landscape outside. This sanctuary and the worshipping community it houses has stood firm, but the surrounding cultural landscape has changed. The church no longer enjoys the place of cultural privilege it once took for granted. More and more people, particularly those under the age of 30, are claiming not to have any religious affiliation whatsoever. There are voices in the church expressing a certain nostalgia for the days when our sanctuaries were full to overflowing, and when Sunday was a day set aside for worship and rest.
But we cannot go back. Those days are gone. We have to find our way forward.

As one preacher writes,

The children of Israel, 3,500 years ago, were not naïve or gullible. Of all people they understood that God does not guarantee physical protection and safety. As they looked back on it from the perspective of history, their survival in the wilderness was nothing short of miraculous. But they were realists. People did get hungry and sick. People did die on the way.

Unlike the God marked by purveyors of the [Prosperity Gospel]—a God who promises to make you wealthy, healthy, and happy if you simply think positive, pray hard, “name it and claim it,”--the God they were learning to trust did not guarantee their health and safety and welfare. It was something deeper and more important than that even: a God who was with them on bad days and good days, a God whose loving presence in the very midst of darkness and suffering and death gave them power and stamina and courage to live on, a God who does not simply dispense good gifts but a God who pours himself out in love; [a God whom the prophet Isaiah compared to a mother who will never abandon her nursing child.] (from a sermon by John Buchanan, preached at the Fourth Presbyterian Church, Chicago, IL, September 28, 2008).

That’s a God unlike any other. And centuries later, when Paul wrote to the church in Philippi, he introduced an early Christian hymn by exhorting his hearers to “let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who emptied himself.”

The Chilean author Isabel Allende was interviewed a few years ago as part of the NPR segment entitled, This I Believe. In that interview Allende said:

I have lived with passion and in a hurry, trying to accomplish too many things. I never had time to think about my beliefs until my twenty-eight-year-old daughter Paula fell ill. She was in a coma for a year, and I took care of her at home until she died in my arms. There was nothing to do but cry and remember and to reflect on my journey and the principles that hold me together …
Paralyzed and silent and in her bed, my daughter Paula taught me a lesson that is now my mantra: You only have what you give. It’s by spending yourself that you become rich. Paula had given her life away essentially. Gave her life to others, serving, helping, volunteering. When she died she had nothing—but a heart full of love.

Allende continued:

The pain of losing my child was a cleansing experience. I had to throw overboard all excess baggage and keep only what is essential. Because of Paula I don’t cling to anything anymore. Now I like to give more than to receive. I am happier when I love than when I am loved.

She concluded:

Give, give, give …..what is the point of having experience, wisdom, or talent if I don’t give it away? What is the point of having wealth if I don’t share it?” (Isabel Allende in This I Believe: The Personal Philosophies of Remarkable Men and Women, New York: Holt Paperbacks, 2007, pp. 13-15).

The challenge for us on this wilderness journey is to discover for ourselves what is truly essential. Like the Israelites in the wilderness, we, too, are always one generation away from extinction. We cannot simply assume that this church will always be here. The only way to assure that this church will be here when the job is eliminated, or the diagnosis comes, or the baby is baptized, or the wedding is celebrated, or the mother dies…

The only way there will be a church school for your kids to learn how to navigate in life when there are too many choices, too many pressures, and too many temptations…

the only way to reach out to all those served by our deacons…
the only way we can continue to provide ministry and witness to hope …

is to keep on supporting as generously as you can this church, which is here to share good news with needy people, to offer consolation in times of despair, to lift up the love of God when people feel bereft of love, to provide shelter and hospitality in the name of Christ when people have no shelter through the winter night.

The only way all of this can keep on going is if you and I take the risk of being generous: of committing a portion of our income to the weekly support of this church.

The Princeton sociologist Robert Wuthnow has estimated that at any given time during a church stewardship campaign, 26% of the people are annoyed. That statistic may actually seem surprisingly low. 

But setting aside any annoyance for the moment, what we are trying to do here is to tell a story. That’s why we presented a narrative or visionary budget this year. It details how we hope to move “forward together” in worship, in Christian Education, in fellowship, in evangelism, with our facilities, and in mission.

We are trying to tell a story. This is why we’ve been inviting church members once a month to share their story of how this church has transformed them and why generosity is so important. If you’ve missed any of these heartfelt testimonies, you can go to our church website and read them in our Pres-Notes newsletter. You’ll find stories shared by Bob Whitton, Peggy Martin, Sharon Ballen, Don Coe, Sue Hassett, Heidi Cambareri, Bill Pelletier, and Joyce Dupee, each of them sharing their personal stories about the difference this church makes.

Today we dedicate our estimates of giving for 2016. If you’re not quite ready to do that today, we invite you to consider doing so in the next few weeks.

The challenge before us, those of us who love this church and what it does in the world, those of us who want to follow Jesus, who aspire, literally, to have the same mind in us that was in him, the one who emptied himself—the challenge before us, is to take stock, to decide what to take along with us on the journey, and to trust the goodness and faithfulness of God, in the good times and the not so good. (paraphrased from the conclusion of the John Buchanan sermon).

That is the challenge!

And yet, it is also a gracious invitation to discover that we truly own what we give away—our wealth, our love, our lives—and that in letting go, emptying self, you and I become fully alive.

All glory and praise be to our God. Amen.


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