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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Tuesday in The Week of The 4th Sunday After Pentecost (06/30/09)

Now there was a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years. She had endured much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had; and she was no better, but rather grew worse. She had heard about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, for she said, "If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well." Immediately her hemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease.

--Mark 5:25-29







Obviously, there was no "single-payer," "universal," "government-run" health insurance at the time of Jesus. The lady had spent all that she had while the hemorrhages grew worse. She was in the grip of a progressive illness.

Counsels of despair would surely be tempting, but this woman is having none of it. Life -- despite its limitations and eventual death -- is still worth living. You can't put a premium-price on life.

And what a faith she had! It is almost embarrassing in its simplicity. If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well. She gave Jesus all she had left: her progressive illness and few grains of faith.

What did Jesus do with the likes of that? What would Jesus do with what we bring to him? Have we tried that out yet?


PD

Monday, June 29, 2009

Monday in The Week of The 4th Sunday After Pentecost (06/29/09)

Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord. Lord, hear my voice! Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications!
--Psalm 130


Scripturally, our work week has begun or ended (as the case may be) in what the psalmist called the depths. It doesn't sound like a happy place to be.

Some depths can be economic. As of this writing, the American economy is on shaky ground. A credit crisis is underway. Unemployment rises. Debt and uncertainty for the future are unavoidable it seems. Other depths may relate to health or the absence thereof; the doctor tells of the metastasis of the cancer. The points is that we have been there and likely will be there again.


Prayers and pleas like Psalm 130 are not the stuff of serene Sunday mornings. They are more like what have been called "911 prayers" or "foxhole prayers." They may even bargain with God along these lines: "Lord, if you get me out of this jam, I promise to change my life."


But there's no bargaining with the psalmist here. The psalmist wants only to be heard by the Lord. We'll meditate further on this as the week unfolds. The appointed Gospel reading (Mark 5:21-43) tells the story of at least two people who were in the depths.


In the meantime, rest assured that there is no wax in our Lord's ears -- or earplugs. Your prayers always have a hearing.


PD

The 4th Sunday After Pentecost (06/28/09)

Text: Mark 5:21-43
Theme: “And They Laughed at Him”
4th Sunday After Pentecost
June 28, 2009
St. Andrew Presbyterian Church
Denton, Texas
Rev. Paul R. Dunklau

+In the Name of Jesus+

As you all surely know by now, America lost three famous celebrities this past week: Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Ed McMahon. I don’t know about you, but the one I think I’ll miss the most is Ed McMahon. He was one of those rare individuals that, without even seeing him, you knew who it was when he was speaking. He had a one-of-a-kind baritone voice. For years he was the spokesman for Publisher’s Clearinghouse advertisements. He hosted the television show “Star Search.” He also served as the announcer for Jerry Lewis on his Labor Day telethons for muscular dystrophy. But beyond a doubt he will mostly be remembered for being Johnny Carson’s sidekick and second-fiddle on NBC’s “Tonight Show.”

For decades, all by himself, the late Johnny Carson was a comedic genius. But, when he was “ham and egging” with Ed McMahon, well, the laughs went beyond genius. There was an unscripted spontaneity to the humor that often would make you laugh so loud and hard that your sides hurt. And there was a certain consistency to their togetherness that made you look forward to hearing – every weeknight at 10:30 pm -- that “Heeeere’s Johnny” from Ed McMahon and the opening monologue from Johnny Carson. And the humor was often self-deprecating. They had no problem poking a little fun at themselves. There was little if any of the predictable sarcasm and cynicism that passes for humor today.

People who are in recovery from chronic alcoholism take solace in humor. In the AA literature, they have what is called “Rule #62” which says: “Don’t take yourself too seriously!” For years and years, Reader’s Digest has had a segment called “Laughter: The Best Medicine” in each issue. In 1979, Norman Cousins wrote a book on how he used laughter to fight an illness that doctors told him was nearly incurable. He wrote: “Ten minutes of genuine belly laughter had an anesthetic effect and would give me at least two hours of pain-free sleep.” Cousins turned to the Marx Brothers and watching episodes of “Candid Camera.” He experienced a full recovery.

According to our friends at HowStuffWorks.com, there are at least five kinds of laughter: etiquette laughter, nervous laughter, pigeon laughter, silent laughter, and belly laughter. Belly laughter, which is often spontaneous and unscripted, I’ve already described. Etiquette laughter is done for social propriety; you start chuckling because everyone else is and not necessarily because it’s funny. Nervous laughter, basically, comes about as an attempt to take the edge off an unpleasant situation. Silent laughter is the kind where you try to hold it in; sometimes you’re successful and sometimes you’re not. Pigeon laughter is basically laughter at someone else’s expense. Personally, I prefer the belly laughter and the silent laughter.

As a candidate for the ministry of Word and Sacrament, I have looked over a number of what they call CIFs or Church Information Forms. One of the qualities that nearly every church wants in their minister is a sense of humor. So we might say: Was Jesus Christ a funny guy? Did He possess a sense of humor? Did He have a little bit of the comedian in Him? Could he make people laugh? Based on my study of Scripture, I would contend that the answer is a qualified yes. To the extent that laughter is related to joy (and surely it is), then Jesus had to be one of the funniest human beings that ever lived. For example, in the fifteenth chapter of John we hear Jesus say: “Now remain in my love. If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father's commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.” C.S. Lewis once remarked that “Joy is the serious business of heaven.” Later in the New Testament, St. Peter declared of Jesus: “Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls.”

In the Old Testament, no less a figure than Job – who was stricken with illness, lost his earthly goods, and lost his family members only to have it all restored – said: “He will yet fill thy mouth with laughter, And thy lips with shouting.” God is in to joy and laughter.

But what kind of laughter is it? Which definition will we use? Laughter is mentioned in our reading for tonight. Speaking of Jesus, the text says that they “laughed at him.” Oh, so Jesus was a funny guy! Was it a belly laugh? Was it an etiquette laugh? Was it a pigeon laugh? Was it a silent laugh? Was it a nervous laugh?

Actually, it didn’t completely fit any of the previous definitions. This was different. This laughter was not funny. This laughter was derisive. Behind this outward laughter is an inward thought that says: “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. Is this some kind of sick joke? You’ve got to be kidding.” Add some anger and bitterness and profound grief to those thoughts, and you get the idea.

For you see, the child was dead. They had pretty much all signed off on that. To use the medical language of today, the child had “coded” and had “flat-lined.” Pull out the tubes. Turn off the monitors. Announce the time of death, and call the medical examiner. We were past the point where CPR and/or defibrillation would do any good. There was no use bothering Jesus with it any further. Jairus, the synagogue ruler, knew his little girl was in dire straits, but he hoped for a miracle. He begged for one. Jesus had gone along with him. Hurry up! Don’t delay! But celebrity Jesus was swamped by the crowds, and there were no Pinkerton guards to clear his way like Tiger Woods has.

Finally, some folks from Jairus’s house came and said that Jairus’s daughter was dead. Jesus heard that, and He said (only to Jairus): “Do not fear, only believe.” Then he banished the crowd; “bye-bye, paparazzi!” And He, along with Peter, James, John, and Jairus, went to the house.

Upon arriving, there was much commotion and deep grief. But Jesus, not to be deterred, assumes the freedom of the house, enters in, and says: “Why do you make a commotion and weep? The child is not dead but sleeping.”

“And they laughed at him.”

“That’s the most ridiculous thing we’ve ever heard. What is this, some kind of sick joke? You’ve got to be kidding.”

Jesus, for His part, did not speak. Instead, he put them all outside. After that, he took mom and dad and the three disciples and went to where the girl was. “He took her by the hand and said to her, ‘Talitha cum’, which means, ‘Little girl, get up.’” And she did. And she began to walk about. And they were overcome – not with fits of hilarity but rather with amazement. He ordered them not to say a word and then told them to give her something to eat.

When I served as a chaplain at Children’s Medical Center in Dallas, I was there with parents on what was – surely for them – the worst day of their lives. On some occasions, I escorted their children to the morgue and then, eventually, the surviving parents and family members out to their cars.

To say to them “Your child is not dead but sleeping” would be, to me, about the most inappropriate thing I could think of to say. To begin with, it’s dishonest. It paints this picture of a sleeping child who will eventually wake up like any other morning. But that’s not true. The child is dead; arrangements have to be made; a service needs to be conducted; the disposition of the remains must take place.

To us, “Your child is not dead but sleeping” seems to be cruel and unusual verbal punishment. But we must remember that, in this week’s Gospel, they are the words of Jesus. And that makes everything different.

The crowds may have deterred Jesus, but not death. For the raising of Jairus’s daughter happened on Jesus way to His own death. There upon the cross, He died for the sins of Jairus’s , the sins of Jairus’s daughter, your sins, my sins, and for those who think His love is a big joke.

Now, risen from the grave, He lives to give us that joy, that laughter, that even death cannot extinguish. Tonight, hear Him whisper to you what He once said to Jairus: “Do not fear, only believe.”

An old friend of mine once said something I’ll never forget: “Every day is an adventure as hell itself is put to flight by that holy laugh borne of Christ’s forgiveness.” Happy, joyous, forgiven, laughter-filled, summer days! Enjoy them all for Jesus’ sake. Do not fear, only believe. Amen.

Saturday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/27/09)

As we work together with him, we urge you also not to accept the grace of God in vain. For he says, "At an acceptable time I have listened to you, and on a day of salvation I have helped you." See, now is the acceptable time; see,now is the day of salvation!
--2 Corinthians 6:1-2


It was first published in 1937. The concepts and teachings in the book have had a triumphant march through the ensuing years and have touched the hearts and challenged the thoughts of its readers. The book is The Cost of Discipleship and the author is Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a Lutheran theologian, who was executed by the Nazis toward the end of World War II.


Bonhoeffer's book is a treatise on the grace of God. He unpacks phrases such as "cheap grace" and "costly grace." One classic example of "cheap grace" is suggested by the Apostle Paul in this week's epistle reading. It's this possibility of accepting the grace of God in vain. When that is done, grace is cheapened. When people, having heard the Gospel of God's love in Jesus Christ, seek to put it off for consideration at another time, then what does that say about the Gospel for them? It's not that important. They have, as it is said, "other fish to fry."


But the acceptable time is not at some point in the future when we get around to it. The acceptable time is not when we've determined that all our prerequisites for religion and spirituality have been met. The acceptable time is not when all our "felt needs" have been addressed.


The acceptable time is always right now. The grace of God, wonderful and life-giving as it is, is costly. It cost God the life of His Son. The proper response is receptivity -- receiving the gift. Gratitude for such a gift flows from that. Then comes the desire to live the gift and share it with someone else. Not a single one of these things are said and done in vain. None of them cheapen the grace of God.


PD

Friday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/26/09)

The nations have sunk in the pit that they made; in the net that they hid has their own foot been caught.
--Psalm 9:15



There's some heavy stuff in Psalm 9. There are declarative statements about the Lord, encouragements to praise, and a prayer for divine grace. But then comes this talk of nations that have sunk in the pit that they made. What's that all about?


In In the Arena: A Memoir of Victory, Defeat, and Renewal, former U.S. President Richard Nixon asserted that every world leader seeks peace -- but peace on their terms. When such terms become destructive of the common good, is it any wonder that nations sink into a kind of pit?


The evening news chronicles all of this. We can become numb to it and only tune in when the shock value is high. We ask: "What's the world coming to?" Presbyterian Christians, for example, highlight the providence of God. Such a teaching is tough to hold onto when it looks as though God is anything but providential. To the contrary, it seems as though God is out to lunch.

The psalmist takes a kind of rugged solace in the truth that God has made himself known (Ps. 9:16a). In Christ, mostly fully, that making known happened. Up on the cross He was hoisted. Into the pit of our sins He sunk. The fate of all hung on His shoulders. His resurrection victory comes not only to prove a point. It comes as a gift.

Nations -- and individuals! -- may do what they do, and they may fall into the resulting pit.
But for the child of God, gifted with all that Christ won, the pit doesn't win.


PD

Thursday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/25/09)

How very good and pleasant it is when kindred live together in unity.
--Psalm 133:1


Life is good and life is pleasant for any number of reasons. The psalmist declares that when family (personal and/or church) lives together in unity, good and pleasant things ensue.


This is all very nice. But the question is: do we really prefer goodness and pleasant-ness? Our actions often suggest otherwise. Following the dictates of the dominant culture, we want to be our "own man" or our "own woman." Rugged individualism is pushed in some societal quarters. Unity with kindred may be risky. You might invest too much into it emotionally, and then when things go bad you're left hurting. You wrap yourself in a social cocoon, and you go through the days specifics -- and even pleasantries -- with a polite aloofness. We all can have a little Greta Garbo in us: "I vant to be alone." We seek to be a unity unto ourselves. The psalmist didn't see it that way. As risky as it may be, unity insists on a plurality of people.


I saw a billboard on an Indiana highway years ago. It read: "I Love God! (It's His people I can't stand.)" How can we "stand" God's people -- and especially the ones that we'd prefer not to hang out with? One initial suggestion is here offered: first, look at them as folks, like you, that Christ was willing to die for.


PD

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Wednesday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/24/09)

The Lord is a stronghold for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. And those who know your name put their trust in you, for you O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.
--Psalm 9:9-10
The fact that Jesus was aboard the boat and sound asleep during the storm -- as we hear about in this week's Holy Gospel -- doesn't change the truth of Psalm 9:9-10. Asleep or not, Jesus is still that stronghold of which the psalmist writes. When oppression and trouble strikes, as it did out in that storm, Jesus was there for them.
Neither were the troubled disciples forsaken on the boat. They sought Jesus, to use the language of the psalm, and He became that stronghold; the raging storm was stilled.
Those who know your name put their trust in you, says the psalmist. We know that name as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. With the Scriptures, we are able to "unpack" who each person of the Holy Trinity is and what each one does. The third person of the Trinity, the Holy Spirit, is the One who creates and nourishes faith in Christ. Thus equipped with such a faith, we can turn to creation -- and even the weather! -- and receive it, as faith does, for all the gift that it is.
The weather may be sunny skies and seventy two degrees, or it may be the tornado that takes our life away. Whatever the case, we trust in the Name, the Name that was put upon us with the water of Baptism. We are in the stronghold.
PD

Tuesday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/23/09)

We are putting no obstacle in anyone's way, so that no fault may be found with our ministry... .
--2 Corinthians 6:3


What happens when ministry gets in the way of people? Do people detour around the ministry then? Possibly.


One way the ministry gets in the way of people is when it becomes more about the minister than the ministry -- and Who instituted the ministry.


I was reliably told of a congregation in southern California that took out a catastrophic liability insurance policy on their minister. It was purchased to protect them from the loss of members and money if the minister sought to move on. In the Apostle Paul's way of thinking, that would constitute an obstacle.

The highest good of the ministry is when it points away from itself to Jesus Christ. And then it points back to Christ's people in love. Yes, in Second Corinthians Paul does talk about what it's like to be in ministry. There are ups and downs and ironies all around, but it's always Jesus Christ who is at work in that ministry.

When that's the mindset of the minister and the ministered to, then there are no obstacles. There can only be rejoicing that we have such a Lord who has given us such a ministry.


PD

Monday in The Week of The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/22/09)

Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?
--Mark 4:38b


It would be so easy to pull this verse out of context. The question lends itself beautifully to any one of a number of awful realities in this world as we know it. The perishing of people is featured prominently in the twenty four hour news cycle. If it is too much to take, we grab the remote and change the channel to something more pleasant.


Out there on the Sea of Galilee, it was weather that wasn't pleasant. The boat -- with Jesus sound asleep in the stern -- was being battered by a storm.


"All hands on deck! Wait, where's Jesus?"


"He's crashed on the couch."

"What? If we ever needed his help it's now! I thought He was supposed to care for us. Get Him up, for crying out loud!"

Roused awake, Jesus turns to the weather. "Peace! Be still!" he barks.


And then there was dead calm.

What roused Jesus awake was fear and lack of faith. With the weather made pleasant again, the disciples were in awe. "Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?" they ask.


With awe, we're getting warmer. But there's still a ways to go if we hope to get past fear and lack of faith. Going it alone -- that is, without Jesus -- won't do. But what if He appears to be asleep in the stern or, worse yet, asleep at the wheel of our lives? Moments like that can be teachable ones, for we are in the school of faith.


PD

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost (06/21/09)

Text: 1 Samuel 17:32-49
Theme: “Confidence Up Front”
The 3rd Sunday After Pentecost
June 21, 2009
St. Andrew Presbyterian Church
Denton, Texas
Rev. Paul R. Dunklau

Nearly one hundred years ago, Theodore Roosevelt, the twenty-sixth president of the United States, delivered a speech at the Sorbonne in Paris, France. This is the Teddy Roosevelt who uttered the all-but-immortal words, “Speak softly, but carry a big stick.” At the Sorbonne, though, it doesn’t seem as if he was speaking softly. To the contrary, he spoke forcibly and directly to those cold and timid souls who spent their lives in criticism of others. Roosevelt declared:


It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

The two characters we have front and center in tonight’s reading – the shepherd boy David and the giant Goliath -- did not stand on the sidelines of life. They didn’t sit in the cheap seats and shout down their cheers or boos as the real players took to the field. They weren’t critics of the actions of others. To borrow the phrase of Roosevelt, these two were most definitely “in the arena.” They exuded confidence up front!

You know, it’s easy to be confident from a distance. It is similarly easy to declare that you are a confident person. And the world likes a confident person – perhaps even more than an honest person. An honest individual might say, quite honestly: “I’m not a very confident person!” But the more such a person bemoans the fact they’re not confident, the more we want to get away from them.

Speaking of confidence, I remember when my sixth grade teacher asked me to accompany the adult choir at church on the piano for one of their anthems. In fact, they gave me two anthems and we were going to practice one of them at the next rehearsal. I goofed up big time. I practiced the wrong selection before the rehearsal. When the director began the session, he said we were going to do selection A. I had practiced – and was ready for – selection B. I had no confidence in my ability to play selection A. And it showed. I had pretty much mastered selection B, but I butchered selection A. It was very embarrassing, and embarrassment is often what you end up with on account of lack of confidence.

But, as I said, there was no lack of confidence with these two characters. There stands the great Philistine, Goliath. He’s kind of like the “Mr. T” of the Old Testament. He would look at his enemy and think, like Mr. T., “I pity the fool.” Besides his massive size and weapons of war at the ready, he certainly was a loudmouth to boot. Sometimes, we must note, confident people can be a bit loud-mouthed. That was the case with Goliath. Here comes this little kid named David – a shepherd boy, no less – and Goliath starts running off at the mouth. As my golf buddies say, he starts “talkin’ some schmack.” He says: “Am I a dog, that you come to me with sticks? … Come to me, and I will give your flesh to the birds of the air and to the wild animals of the field.”

A fair fight was one thing – warrior versus warrior, and all of that. But this was no contest. This was an ant trying to hold back a steamroller. This was a little punk kid, and Goliath was going to turn him into bird feed in short order.

But never underestimate genuine confidence. This little “punk kid” wanted a shot at the big guy. Of course, King Saul thought this was utter ridiculousness. Quite matter-of-factly, he says to little David: “You are not able to go against this Philistine to fight with him, for you are just a boy, and he has been a warrior from his youth.” But this “boy” had confidence, and this “boy” had experience. Respectfully, he said to King Saul: “Your servant used to keep sheep for his father; and whenever a lion or a bear came, and took a lamb from the flock, I went after it and struck it down, rescuing the lamb from its mouth; and if it turned against me, I would catch it by the jaw, strike it down, and kill it. Your servant has killed both lions and bears; and this uncircumcised Philistine shall be like one of them, since he has defied the armies of the living God. The Lord, who saved me from the paw of the lion and from the paw of the bear, will save me from the hand of this Philistine.”

King Saul was impressed. He said “Go, and may the Lord be with you.” Then he gave David the king’s own armor, his own bronze helmet, his own coat, and his own sword. But that stuff didn’t work for David. That wasn’t him. David was David, and he wasn’t King Saul. David would use what he was familiar with: his shepherd stuff, his staff, his bag, five smooth stones from the river, and slingshot. But more than that, he would use his confidence, his own confidence. He would take his own experiences to the fight with him. And, most importantly, he faced down that giant with the full assurance that the God who had given victory after victory after victory in the past was not going to let him down now.

With his five smooth stones at the ready, David sets out to face Goliath. You’ve already heard how Goliath ran off at the mouth. Here’s what David said in response: “You come to me with sword and spear and javelin; but I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This very day the Lord will deliver you into my hand… .” And you know the rest of the story. This youthful young boy, in probably the equivalent of about 9th grade or so, didn’t need the other four stones. All it took was one, and it hit home.

Right there, my brothers and sisters in Christ, you catch the gist of ultimate confidence. To be sure, there is recognition of one’s own unique abilities. But most of all there is a willing to give credit where credit is ultimately due. Again, he said “The Lord will deliver you into my hand.”

The temptation with all of us is to immediately respond by saying: “That’s not me. I don’t have that kind of confidence; I never will. I never win. I just get by.” I know. I’ve said things along those lines too. But the question we all need to ask ourselves is this: who sold us that bill of goods?

The Scriptures declare that we all have been gifts for the common good. Maybe that gift is your experience. Have you ever thought of sharing it? How hard would that be? Have you ever gotten out a legal pad and jotted down the unique gifts the Lord has given you? Don’t do that as a chance to privately inflate your ego; do it as your own unique way to thank God! No, you’re not a king; I’m not a king. No, you’re not a shepherd boy; I’m not a shepherd. But you are who you are, and I am who I am.

What kind of giant Philistines, so to speak, are you facing in your life? Are you going to face them by faking confidence or by standing at a distance and trying to avoid the entire ordeal? Will you deal with them by running away, or by trying to be someone you’re not?

When Jesus Christ, the Son of the living God, faced that greatest Philistine giant of them all, that hill of crucifixion, he said: “Father, if it be possible, take this cup from me. But nevertheless, not my will but thine be done.”

That’s confidence up front! Our challenge is not to wish for it. The challenge is to use it!

Amen.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Saturday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/20/09)

With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it; he did not speak to them except in parables, but he explained everything in private to his disciples.
--Mark 4:33-34


Part of my training for ordained ministry was the vicarage year. I was fortunate to serve this "apprenticeship" with a gifted preacher. His material was both Biblical and fresh; his rhetorical skills were evident to all. I asked if he had any advice for me. Without hesitation, replied: "Talk to the people on a 5th grade level. Of course, we have people that have moved well beyond the 5th grade, but nearly everyone likes to hear the message in understandable language. The New Testament was written in the koine ("common") Greek. Our language should, thus, be common to them."


It was tremendous advice for a good many reasons. First of all, it captures what the language of Jesus was all about with the people who heard him. Obviously, the great majority of them were not students in graduate school. Speaking "way over their heads" would not do. But if you told them a story that they could relate to, then, as they say, you "had them at hello."


The stories Jesus told are called parables. A parable is basically an earthly story with a heavenly meaning. There is always a point of comparison; Jesus would say, The kingdom of God is like (this or that). St. Mark goes so far as to say that Jesus did not speak to them (His hearers) except in parablesj. Later, He would privately explain them to His inner circle, the twelve disciples.


Sunday school teachers often ask participants to identify themselves in Christ's parables. For example, are they the prodigal son, the older son, or the father in that famous story? But setting specific parables aside for the moment, what is the kingdom of God like in your life? Following the Savior's lead, think about parts of your own life story that have parable-like elements in them. It could very well be a fascinating glimpse at the work of God in your life!


PD

Friday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/19/09)

With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable will we use for it? It is like a mustard seed, which, when sown upon the ground, is the smalles of all the seeds on earth; yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes the greatest of all shrubs, and puts forth large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade.
--Mark 4:30b-32


"June is bustin' out all over," sang the chorus in the Rodgers and Hammerstein musical Carousel. And indeed, June does put us smack dab in the middle of that season where things take root, grow, and produce.


I once had a professor who would show up exactly on time for his lecture, and he would end in the same way. Right at 9:05am, he would begin reading from his 3-ring binder. At 9:50am, the binder was closed, and he left the classroom. And that's about all I remember from his class!


Contrast my graduate professor with our Lord Jesus. He was so non-professorial! He lived and ministered among people who were going about the hub-bub and rub-a-dub-dub of their daily lives. Surely, one of the aspects of His personality that drew people in was his ability to tell stories that folks could relate to, tales (parables) that would give His listeners those "aha" moments that are unforgettable. Like June, Jesus was "bustin' out all over" with earthly comparisons to the kingdom of God. He spoke of how little that mustard seed was. Yet, once it was planted and began to take root, it grew up and became the greatest of all shrubs, Jesus said


The Gospel -- the good news of God's dying and rising love for you -- is like that little mustard seed. The world pays little heed. But when planted home by the Holy Spirit, it busts out all over in the hearts and lives of people like you and me. Aha!


PD

Thursday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/18/09)

From now on, therefore, we regard no one from a human point of view; even though we once knew christ from a human point of view, we kno him no longer in that way. So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new!
--2 Corinthians 5:16-17


A recent article on the internet listed the top ten states for road rage. Most of them had large population centers. Implicit in the article was a curiosity as to why otherwise civil and reasonable human beings could become so nasty to their fellow mortals while behind the wheel of a car. There was a list of specific behaviors among motorists that either caused or were the result of road rage.


Road rage would surely qualify as an example of what the Apostle Paul called a human point of view. It might be a more emphatic point of view, but it's a point of view nonetheless. Interestingly, Paul claims to regard no one from a human point of view. Would that work when you're stuck in traffic or faced with a motorist that demonstrates that he/she knows nothing about who has the right of way? When traffic -- or life, for that matter -- is running smoothly, it's easier to see another human being as one for whom Christ died and rose. But when things get rough, we do tend to revert back to those human points of view.


But human points of view (including road rage) do not trump the new creation. It is not road rage that carries the day -- or any other all-too-human point of view. The main thing is that we are part of the new creation. The Holy Spirit helps us in getting the hang of that. And thus, we find ourselves fretting less and less about those people -- even motorists! -- who get our dander up. Instead, we begin to see each single human being as one for whom Christ loved all the way to a cross and empty tomb. This may not eliminate road rage or even curb it, but I dare say that it's a start!


PD

Wednesday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/17/09)

Some take pride in chariots, and some in horses, but our pride is in the name of the Lord our God.
--Psalm 20:7


Put chariots and horses together and you get at least some of the ancient implements of war, and the more you had of both the better off you were. With horses and chariots (note the plural), you had the power; you were secure; you called the shots. And you were justifiably proud, or so you thought.


The psalmist notes those who take pride in chariots and horses, but the psalmist's pride -- and the pride of his people -- was lodged elsewhere. Chariots and horses look rather flimsy and ridiculous when compared to the Lord our God. And it is the name of the Lord our God where the psalmist pins his pride.


We Christians dearly love to say as much. We prance to church on any given Sunday so that God and others can see how proud we are of God and His name. But Monday through Saturday, we trifle with how best to use what power we have. Meanwhile, we deem our God to be quite content to stay in heaven running the universe while we are free to do our own thing. And then we wonder why, at times, we feel so "spiritually unfulfilled."


The psalmist leaves all the wondering behind and takes pride in the name of the Lord God. For us Christians, this is the name that was watered upon us at Baptism. More specifically, this is the name of Jesus. And where two or three are gathered in His name, He is there. Let faith's buttons burst!


PD

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Tuesday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/16/09)

So we are always confident; even though we know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord -- for we walk by faith, not by sight. Yes, we do have confidence, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. So whether we are at home or away, we make it our aim to please him.
--2 Corinthians 5:6-9


Outside, the heat index was into triple figures. Inside, the air-conditioner was pushed to the limit. Every pew was filled, and chairs had to be set up in the narthex to accomodate the overflow crowd. It was a packed house. And it happened twice in one day. Two memorial services are enough for any day.


My experience at both services was something akin to a spiritual daydream. You listen as best you can, smile at the fond remembrances, sing some of the treasured hymns of the faith. But you cannot help but wonder:


The clock of life is wound but once
And no one has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour
My daydreaming about death -- and maybe yours too -- is brought back to reality by the startling assertion of Saint Paul in today's reading. In the midst of ruminating about death, he writes of confidence! When we are in our bodies (life), we are away from the Lord. When we are away from our bodies (death), we are with the Lord. Whether at home or away, we are always confident and we make it our aim to please God.
Making it our aim to please God is not necessarily easy -- especially when fronted up to death. The easier alternative would be to please the self and draw as much pleasure out of life while we still have life to live. Neither of the men we remembered yesterday gave in to such counsels of despair or casual fatalism. What they did do was live their lives to the hilt! In a manner of speaking, they lived outside of themselves. To paraphrase Martin Luther, they lived in God by faith and in their neighbor by love. In living like that, I'd venture to say, they found that certain something of which the blessed apostle wrote: confidence!
PD

Monday in The Week of The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/15/09)

He also said, "The kingdom of God is as if someone would scatter seed on the ground, and would sleep and rise night and day, and the seed would sprout and grow, he does not know how."
--Mark 4:26-27


The first Monday in the second half of the church year is upon us. What kind of day will it be? Or what sort of day was it? More likely than not, some kind of work will be/was involved.


According to Jesus, the "work" of the kingdom of God involves scattering seed. There is no mention of "soil testing" or "environmental impact" studies prior to taking up the task. The sleep and rise night and day bit suggests that the work continues unabated. In addition, this notion of scattering the seed seems to indicate a certain recklessness. Should not care be exercised so that no seeds are wasted? Would it not be wise to till up the ground and furrow a row or two? This works seems to require maximum efficiency to turn a profit, no?


None of these considerations are at play. The sower is too busy scattering the seed. The urgency of the task surpasses consideration of methods we might think more appropriate. And so be it. Whether we recognize it or not, there is an urgency to the kingdom of God, and those kingdom seeds have been flying around ever since Jesus told the story.

Some of them have hit home in our lives. Faith in God grows and love toward neighbor blooms. We can't explain how it happens. We're just glad to be a part of work that lasts everlastingly!


PD

Saturday, June 13, 2009

The 2nd Sunday After Pentecost (06/14/09)

For the Lord does not see as mortals see; they look on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.
--1 Samuel 16:7b
And since the Lord looks on the heart, it was the shepherd boy David who was anointed King over Israel. The prophet Samuel thought it would be one of the Jesse's older boys, but it didn't turn out that way -- because mortals look on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks upon the heart.
When the Lord looks upon your heart, what does the He see? There are times when we are so busy with outward appearance that we might not be completely sure what is on the heart. By looking a certain way and saying certain things, we hope to create the outward impression, before everyone we come into contact with, that all is hunky-dory with us. But our hearts may tell a different story, a story that we try so hard to keep under wraps. The truth can be unsettling and at times a threat to social propriety.
The Lord knows of our affinity for outward appearance. But He loves us too well to join us in the aforementioned affinity. Instead, He looks upon our heart; He sees the truth of the matter. And where that heart is foul and wrong, He cleanses it. And He had good use of a lowly shepherd boy named David who became the King of Israel and the forerunner of the Christ.
The gaze is not a burning or penetrating one. It is the look of love -- upon your heart!
PD

Saturday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/13/09)

Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" And I said, "Here am I; send me!"
--Isaiah 6:8


Our God, the Holy Trinity, does not exist for the sake of existing. The evidence from the book of Isaiah is that this God calls and sends.


In this instance, the calling comes in the form of two questions: Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Note the pronouns. In the first question, the pronoun is in the singular. In the second, it is in the plural. Here, even in these questions, is a vestige and hint of the Holy Trinity: the One (singular)-in-Three (plural), and the Three (plural)-in-One (singular).


But this is more than a "proof text" for the church's confession of the Holy Trinity. This is an invitation to consider, as Isaiah did, where we stand in terms of the call of God.


One of the many alternatives to Isaiah's response -- Here am I; send me -- would be to say: "I'm leaving; send someone else." Another would be thus: "God, I'll stick around, but so-and-so over there is a much better candidate."


God is no stranger to His children's evasiveness. Amazingly, He continues to call. Responding affirmatively to the call, we are sent into the world so that this calling and sending God might have best use of us for the Gospel and His people's sake.


PD

Friday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/12/09)

Ascribe to the LORD the glory of his name; worship the LORD in holy splendor.
-- Psalm 29:2
A hymn text from the 10th century carries on the tradition of Psalm 29:2; it ascribes to the Lord the glory of His name:
Father, most holy, merciful and tender;
Jesus, our Savior, with the Father reigning;
Spirit of comfort, advocate, defender,
Light never waning.
Trinity sacred, Unity unshaken;
Deity perfect, giving and forgiving,
Light of the angels, Life of the forsaken,
Hope of all living.
Maker of all things, all thy creatures praise thee;
Lo, all things serve thee through thy whole creation:
Hear us, Almighty, hear us as we raise thee
Heart's adoration.
To the all-ruling triune God be glory:
Highest and greatest, help thou our endeavor,
We too would praise thee, giving honor worthy,
Now and forever.
The language may or may not be emotive, but this much is certain: the language is pedagogical. In other words, it teaches us. In rhyme and verse, it encapsulates and presents the Scriptural teaching of God's revelation of Himself as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
In addition, the words are almost exclusively centered on God, and they are objective in nature. Much that passes for Christian music today is more subjective in orientation. In other words, it centers on the one who is singing the song and his/her feelings about God.
Feelings are important, but they are not all important. The psalmist calls us beyond mere sentiment to do the hard and profoundly joyful work of ascribing to the Lord the glory of His name.
PD

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Thursday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/11/09)

The wind blows where it chooses, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.
--John 3:8


If given the choice, I would have preferred to get in the entire 18 holes of golf. As it turns out, we barely got through 9 holes. We were on a course where it is difficult to ascertain which direction on the compass one is headed. The storm clouds appeared to be gathering in the north. We were under partly cloudy skies in the south. Growing up in Nebraska, I learned that the nasty storms went from the southwest to the northeast. Thus, I thought we could miss the meteorological fireworks and get in the entire round.


As you likely guessed, we barely got off the course in time. The temperature dropped incredibly in just seconds. The wind, coming from an unknown direction to me, bent young trees over. Leaves flew. The rain came down sideways. Lightning strikes dotted the Texas horizon. The power went out in the clubhouse. We picked up a raincheck and rode the storm out.


As I said, I would have preferred to make the choice, but the weather stymied that option. It was a case of "The best laid plans of mice and men..." and all that.


A "best laid plan", when it comes to God, would be freedom of choice; we could choose the criteria in which a belief in God might work out to be a beneficial thing. But again, as you likely guessed, this is nonsense.


Jesus says that the wind blows where it chooses. ("Wind," by the way means the same thing as "Spirit" in the New Testament.) The One who has the ultimate choice is the Spirit of the living God. We don't make the choice, but we do find ourselves to be chosen. We confess this to be the work of the Spirit -- the "wind" of God. Jesus goes as far as to say that we can hear it. And, indeed, we do -- in the good word of the Gospel which instills and nourishes faith when and where it pleases God. No need for a raincheck!


PD

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Wednesday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/10/09)

Indeed, God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.
--John 3:17


According to sources, over seventy thousand people were condemned and executed during the reign of King Henry VIII in England. This is not a pleasant thought. Condemnation and execution never are. Execution is nauseating and condemnation, we hope, will never have application to us.


But we certainly don't mind watching it on television. We support the heroes and cheer when the bad ones get what's coming to them. Condemnation and execution are little more than a
"spectator sport" to many among the rank and file citizenry.


Jesus Christ was no spectator. In the real world, He was the ultimate "Dead Man Walking". The condemnation for the sins of the world was upon His shoulders. He bore it all to a Roman cross where He was executed. Was the penalty sufficient? Was divine justice satisfied? Easter's empty tomb says yes.


God did not send His Son into the world to run things like King Henry of England. To the contrary, Jesus came so that -- through Him and through His sacrificial death and glorious resurrection -- the world might be saved.


This will not come as particularly good news to those who view life through the "entertainment" that comes through a high definition television. TV can be a kind of relaxing escape from the rigors of living, but escapism can quickly generate into a false god.

For those who live life in the real world and know only too well their limitations, shortcomings, and sins, the news of God sending Jesus is the best thing going! No wonder that they call it good news! No wonder that they call it the Gospel!


PD

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Turesday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/09/09)

The voice of the Lord is powerful; the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.
--Psalm 29:4


Thy strong word did cleave the darkness;
At thy speaking it was done.
For created light we thank thee,
While thine ordered seasons run.
Alleluia, alleluia! Praise to Thee who light dost send!
Alleluia, alleluia!
Alleluia without end!
Martin Franzmann's hymn text speaks of the God who speaks. Long before Franzmann took pen to paper, the psalmists -- and all of Scripture along with them -- testified to the same truth: God speaks! And the speaking of God, as Franzmann rightly notes, sends forth gratefulness and praise.
In the twenty-first century, there are more than enough signs that the speaking of God sends forth indifference. In a so-called "post-Christian" and "enlightened" culture, the Word of God seems to be little more than the mystical and mythical writings of a bygone era. Those who read it regularly and gather around it corporately are deemed to be a bit off their rockers.
Even Christians, at times, view Scripture as a kind of smorgasbord. That is, you take what you like -- or what works for you -- and leave the rest alone. Ministers of the Word of God can easily slip into this mode. The Bible becomes little more than a support or brace for the "dynamic" and "relevant" insights they've come up with.
But the Word of God is not a servant of the ministry. It's the other way around. The minister is a servant of the Word. The psalmist is on board for this; the voice of the Lord is described as powerful and full of majesty.
Having heard the powerful and majestic voice of God in the reading and the proclamation of Scripture and in the person and work of the crucified and risen Christ, what shall be our response?
Two additional verses from Franzmann, taken from the same hymn, suggest an answer:
Give us lips to sing thy glory,
Tongues thy mercy to proclaim,
Throats that shout the hope that fills us,
Mouths to speak thy holy name.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
May the light which thou dost send
Fill our songs with alleluias,
Alleluias without end!
God the Father, light-creator,
To thee laud and honor be.
To thee, Light of Light begotten,
Praise be sun eternally.
Holy Spirit, light-revealer,
Glory, glory be to thee.
Mortals, angels, now and ever
Praise the holy Trinity!
PD

Monday, June 8, 2009

Monday in The Week of The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/08/09)

For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.
--John 3:16

With a 24/7 news cycle, it's hard to avoid the conclusion that the world has problems. Life, increasingly, becomes a matter of avoiding them -- and the advertisements show us the way with a prescription here and the rollover of a 401K there.


But what does God think of the world and its problems? John 3:16, arguably the most famous verse in all of Holy Scripture, gives no hint of the Lord making any apologies for the world. Rather, we read of His love. The notable feature is that it is a giving love. So enough with this nonsense that love is merely an inward sentiment that we reserve and hold for someone else. Love -- God's love, that is -- has its marching orders. The love is such that He gave His only Son; He took that action.


Into our world problems comes the Son of God. He doesn't answer all the questions or rectify all the wrongs. He calls forth belief. Disciples are made. They discover that there is more to life than threescore years and ten. The ultimate in perishing, which is being forsaken by God, is no longer in the cards. Life takes on its eternal quality that even cannot destroy.

In and with this happy confidence we face the world, and we bid farewell to thumb-twiddling and "Oh, woe is me."


PD

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Festival of The Holy Trinity (06/07/09)

Text: Isaiah 6:1-8
Theme: “Cauterization”
The Festival of The Holy Trinity
June 7, 2009
St. Andrew Presbyterian Church
Denton, TX
Rev. Paul R. Dunklau

+In the Name of Jesus+

The great festivals of the Christian church celebrate events and people, but there is one exception. There is an age old festival that does not celebrate an event or a person, and we celebrate it today. It is the festival of the Holy Trinity, the beginning of the second half of the church year. And what it celebrates is a teaching: the teaching that God is revealed as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. We confess the Holy Trinity, the three-in-one and the one-in-three; not three gods, but one God in three persons. The word “holy” shows up in our reading for tonight not once but three times: “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of hosts.” God is three times holy! Why is that? Some scholars have seen hints of the teaching of the Trinity in this Old Testament passage. By the way, you won’t find the word Trinity in the Bible. Neither will you find The Apostles’ Creed in the Bible. But you will find what both the word Trinity and the Creed teach. They are like hummingbirds that pull the nectar out of the Bible and give us the good stuff in concentrated form. There’s your theological lesson for the day! Maybe you found it a bit dry or boring. Nowadays, it almost seems that boredom is worse than sin. And so, among other things, we want our worship to be entertaining. But worship isn’t entertainment, as Isaiah surely found out.

Now, even though I’ve slept through some of them, the movies aren’t supposed to be boring. They are there for entertainment. Speaking of the movies, J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter series has had a considerable run. Long before Rowling, the great C.S. Lewis took pen to paper and wrote a children’s series called The Chronicles of Narnia, and the motion picture people have had similar, profitable fun with two books in that series: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and Prince Caspian.

In Lewis’s Narnia, God – or Jesus Christ – is portrayed as a lion named Aslan. At one point in the series, one of the Pevensie children asks a question about Aslan to a Narnian. “Is he safe?” the question went. The reply followed: “No, he’s not safe. But he’s good.”

Many young people in Denton graduated from high school this past Friday. They are entering a world that’s not safe, but, hopefully, their education is part of the good that they will take with them. Congratulations to them all! I thought back to my own high school graduation ceremony a little over thirty years ago. Afterwards, I ran back to my Mustang II, threw my gown in the back seat, hopped in, put an 8-track tape in the stereo, and listened to Jackson Browne sing “Doctor, My Eyes”:

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand
I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good without hiding
You must help me if you can.
Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?

A few days later I had my wisdom teeth pulled. Not a pleasant experience. Shortly after that, I took on a job where I actually made some real money. I worked at a galvanizing plant. We gave steel light poles a bath in eight hundred and forty degree molten zinc. Was it a safe job? No. We weren’t allowed into the plant unless we had on our hard hats, asbestos coats and gloves, and steel-toed boots. I worked the graveyard shift, and one night while we dipped some steel, globs of hot, smoky, molten zinc popped into the air. (That happened if there was any moisture on the steel.) One glob landed between my coat and glove and on my wrist. It turned out to be a third-degree burn about the size of a dime. It cauterized away some hair follicles. As I said, it wasn’t safe, but the money was good.

As our Scripture text for tonight unfolds, it’s pretty clear that Isaiah the prophet wasn’t in a safe place. He may have wondered, like Jackson Browne, if he kept his eyes open for too long. But was it a good place? That remains to be seen. There sits God, high on a throne, with robe filling the temple. There are bizarre looking flying angels with six wings and covered faces. This isn’t the lovely, sentimental, even safe image of gentle Jesus, meek and mild, is it? These angels have something to say to one another: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory!” The thresholds shook and smoke filled the air. It doesn’t look as though hard hats and steel-toed boots would have been of much help.

But there, in the mix, is Isaiah, and he’s woefully out of place. He says: “Woe is me! I am lost!” A lost person once said: “Show me the way to go home; I’m tired and I want to go to bed; I had a little drink about an hour ago, and it went straight to my head.”

Isaiah wasn’t lost because he was drunk. He was as sober as a judge, and he saw an astounding reality, a reality beyond reality, the reality. He thought it was “curtains” for him – not because he was lost, but because he knew he was unclean. And it wasn’t because he stepped barefoot into a muddy creek or was digging around in a garbage can. Unclean is here understood as being only too aware of his own sin, of the fact that he wasn’t holy.

Since I’ve become a member of the Presbyterian Church, I’ve read a goodly amount of Presbyterian literature – both in print and online. There’s a lot of talk about justice, and that’s good. Basically, we’re for it; we believe it’s a good thing. Now, we tend to define justice in a rather limited way; we define it as fairness. We want to work toward eliminating inequities, we say.

I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that we best be careful if we ask God for fairness, we might get it. Fairness means that we get what we deserve. Is it fair for sinners to even be in the presence of a holy God?

No, my friends, it’s not justice understood as fairness that we must have. Our only hope is that God is unfair toward us. That’s another way of saying that God is merciful toward us.

The country singer Mary Gauthier senses this in her song “Mercy Now”:

My father could use a little mercy now
The fruits of his labor
Fall and rot slowly on the ground
His work is almost over
It won’t be long and he won’t be around
I love my father, and he could use some mercy now.

My brother could use a little mercy now
He’s a stranger to freedom
He’s shackled to his fears and doubts
The pain that he lives in is
Almost more than living will allow
I love my brother, and he could use some mercy now.

Every living thing could use a little mercy now
Only the hand of grace can end the race
Towards another mushroom cloud
People in power, well
They’ll do anything to keep their crown
I love life, and life itself could use some mercy now

Yeah, we all could use a little mercy now
I know we don’t deserve it
But we need it anyhow
We hang in the balance
Dangle ‘tween hell and hallowed ground
Every single one of us could use some mercy now.

In our text, the mercy comes in a bizarre way. It comes with a pair tongs. Where do we usually use tongs? At the backyard grill or in the kitchen. Most of the time they hold something that is hot, something we don’t want to touch. In our reading, the angel had a pair of tongs, and it held a live coal that came from the altar. Isaiah says that the “…seraph touched my mouth with it and said: ‘Now that this has touched your lips, your guilt has departed and your sin is blotted out.’”

One can almost picture Isaiah pulling back in dread. That live coal is hot and it will burn! It will cause pain – and we don’t like pain; we go to the doctor when we have pain; we get prescriptions to relieve pain; we want to be a million miles away from pain! We don’t want burning coals and holiness multiplied three times.

But that live coal that touched his lips brought burning, cauterizing mercy. His guilt departed and his sin was blotted out. God does tend to get to the root of the problem. Putting band-aids on symptoms won’t do.

And I submit that it isn’t fair. In view of the holiness of God, fairness would dictate that all of Isaiah – body, mind, and soul – would have been burned away and blotted out. But that doesn’t happen here. Instead, bizarre and unfair as it may be, mercy happens here! Isaiah found, as the Pevensie children did, that God is not safe, but God is good. This is the God who comes with throne rooms and flowing robes and seraphs and smoke and altars and tongs and coals and crosses and empty tombs and winds and tongues of fire and water and blood and bread and wine. This is the God who loads up one astounding, incredible, merciful surprise after another! I speak of the Triune God, the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, the One who’s Name was put upon you with the waters of your Baptism.

That means that we’re in on this too! As the popular phrase goes, we’re “in the mix and part of the conversation. So when this bizarre, unsafe but good, triune God says “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?”, how will you respond? Here’s how Isaiah responded: “Here am I; send me!”

Here we are, Lord! Send us! We don’t want to miss it for the world!

Amen.

Saturday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/06/09)

May my meditation be pleasing to him,
for I rejoice in the Lord.
--Psalm 104:34
On this day the "festival half" of the church year draws to a close. Tomorrow, the "non-festival half" of the church year begins.
At the heart of the word festival is the word feast, and a feast is quite a bit different than grabbing a sandwich on the go. A feast is a celebration! And, during the first half of the church year, there were two big ones: The Feast of the Nativity of Our Lord (Christmas) and The Feast of the Resurrection of Our Lord (Easter). In a manner of speaking, these are the "twin peaks" of the church year. Looking at the church year in another way, the first half of the year focuses on the person, words, and work of Jesus Christ; the second half seeks to take what we've learned in the first and applies it -- always with the gifts and under the direction of the Holy Spirit! -- to our own lives. Faith goals animate the first half; life goals characterize the second. When the Season of Advent rolls around, the entire cycle repeats itself. In this yearly repitition, the growth in faith, love, and learning never end! As far as the teaching of Christianity is concerned, the church year is akin to a tenured professor who holds an endowed chair, and we have the privilege of being students as we gather for worship and then carry what we've learned into the living of our days.
Psalm 104:34, one of the verses appointed for this week, provides a fitting theme and prayerful thought for our lives as we live in the rhythm of the church year. The theme is Rejoice in the Lord! The prayerful thought is May my meditation be pleasing to Him!
PD

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Friday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/05/09)

"And you shall know that I am the Lord, when I open your graves, and bring you up from your graves, O my people. I will put my spirit within you, and you shall live, and I will place you on your own soil; then you shall know that I, the Lord, have spoken and will act," says the Lord.
--Ezekiel 37:13-14


"Do not go gentle into that good night," said the Welsh poet Dylan Thomas of his dying father. If death is a "good night", wouldn't it be a reasonable idea to slip into it gently? If death is a "bad night," we might resist and do the opposite of going into it gently.


We don't want our loved ones to go. Perhaps we're convinced that death is a "good night," but we want our dear ones alive, awake, and well. But the mortality rates holds steady at one hundred percent -- even as we try to keep the truth of that at some tiny spot in the far reaches of the mind and soul.


What's it like to have the hand of the Lord upon you? The prophet Ezekiel knew. The Lord's spirit brought him to the middle of a valley, and the valley was full of bones. The prophet had vivid evidence of the mortality rate. Can these bones lives? asks the Spirit of the Lord. Ezekiel didn't know, but he figured that the Lord did.


Ezekiel knew some things and he didn't know some things about the Lord. But any incomplete knowledge would be made complete one day, for the graves will open; the Spirit will come, and we shall live on our own soil. Then, says the Lord, you shall know.

The miracle of the first Pentecost propels our knowledge along. We are not so incomplete in knowledge as we once were, and the Spirit's gifts throughout our lives will add more and more! The Spirit, thus, leads us gently into that good night which is but the precursor of the dawn, the dawn of our resurrection of the body and life everlasting!


PD

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Thursday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/04/09)

When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place.
--Acts 2:1


Christians have this odd and wonderful tendency of gathering together at a certain times and places. Not much happens without a time and a place!


Worship has a time and a place -- and here we speak not of personal devotions but of corporate gatherings. Worship is not, primarily, a free-lance kind of thing. We worship with our brothers and sisters. Together, we find ourselves on the receiving end of the Gospel and the Sacraments (Baptism and the Lord's Supper). Through these means of grace the Holy Spirit nourishes and strengthens us in faith toward God and love toward our neighbor.

There is often talk of what we do in worship. The word liturgy, for instance, literally means "work of the people." But the "work of the people" in worship is not at point number one. Our participation is of secondary concern. The thing to keep first is what God is doing through His Gospel and Sacraments. Some Christian traditions have called worship the "Divine Service." In other words, in worship we are served by the Divine. God dishes out His very best, and we are there to gladly receive it.


The first Christians did not choreograph the action of God at Pentecost. But they were together, and they found themselves on the receiving end of a gift that keeps on giving to this very day: the Holy Spirit!


PD

Monday, June 1, 2009

Wednesday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/03/09)

Likewise the Spirit helps in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but that very Spirit intercedes with sighs to deep for words. And God, who searches the heart, knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.

--Romans 8:26-27



Jesus made the promise, and at Pentecost He delivered on the promise. The Holy Spirit arrived, and the holy catholic church -- as confessed in The Apostles' Creed -- was born. The Scripture readings for the weak, listed in this past Sunday's meditation, help to unpack just exactly what the work of the Holy Spirit is.





In today's reading, St. Paul -- who, at his conversion to Christ, made a dramatic turnaround in his life -- says that the Holy Spirit helps and intercedes. Specifically, the Spirit helps us in our weakness -- with the weakness specifically being not knowing how to pray as we ought. That help takes the form of intercession. The Spirit within us literally prays for us, and that with sighs too deep for words says St. Paul.





Most wonderfully, God knows those sighs.





PD

Tuesday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/02/09)

But Peter, standing with the eleven, raised his voice and addressed them, "Men of Judea and all who live in Jerusalem, let this be known to you, and listen to what I say.
--Acts 2:14
Wait a minute! Is this the Peter who tried to talk Jesus out of going to the cross up there at Caesarea Philippi? Could it be the Peter who promised to go to prison and to death with Jesus only to deny Him three times? Was this the Peter who, when Jesus looked him in the eye, went out and wept bitterly? Astonishingly, it is!
What, exactly, happened to this boisterous soul, this top-level disciple who sought to protect his own life when the chips were down? Seriously, should we not give him credit? He was only working in his own self-interest. Most folks do that. On that score, we have much in common with Peter.
But there he stands, reckless of his own life, on that first Day of Pentecost. There were no more phony promises, angry and foul-mouthed denials, or rivers of tears. Instead, we find rock-solid confidence and sturdy, Scripturally-based proclamation. There was no need to protect His life anymore. The Spirit of the Lord Jesus, poured out on the first Pentecost, had that covered.
These are the kinds of changes that happen when the promised Spirit of Jesus Christ hits the ground running! By all means, run along with the Spirit!
PD

Monday in The Week of The Festival of Pentecost (06/01/09)

We know that the whole creation has been groaning in labor pains until now; and not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly while we wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies.
--Romans 8:22-23


Environmental consciousness marches on with some leading the charge and others standing on the sideline. Global warming -- or climate change, as it is now called -- is a cause of concern for many and there's quite the push for "going green." On the other hand, some see political mischief lurking about with rampant environmentalism.


To be sure, the creation is groaning, but, according to our text, the cause is not carbon emissions. The pain, which prompts the groaning, is akin to what one might hear in a labor and delivery room. As part of the creation, we are part of that groaning and pain, and this for the simple reason that we are waiting. We wait for our adoption and the redemption of our bodies, says the Apostle Paul.


Think it through for a moment: without adoption, we are orphaned. We may have our biological parents and can trace our blonde hair three generations back. But here the apostle speaks of the earth as God's creation and ourselves as God's children. Without adoption, we are not God's children. Without redemption, the grave is the final and everlasting destination. In another one of Paul's letters, this one to the Ephesians, he declares that we are by nature children of wrath (Ephesians 2:3b). The miracle of the Gospel is that God loves us nevertheless; we have been given the first fruits of the Spirit (as the Day of Pentecost made evident), and the "signing" of our "adoption papers", so to speak, is a sure thing. The same is true with the "buy back" (redemption) of our bodies. All of this brings comfort -- even while the creation's groaning, and our own, goes on.


PD