"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. I myself will be with you every day until the end of this present age." -Matthew 28:19-20

Monday, January 27, 2020

Fishing together


Thanks to the correspondence between Paul and the church at Corinth, we know more about this church than we do any of the other first-century churches, including the wide range of issues affecting this community of believers.  It is important to remember, also, that when we approach the Epistles, we are reading someone else’s mail that was Canonized for us.

The church at Corinth contained a wide socio-economic cross-section of people; while being composed of largely Gentile converts, there were some Jewish members of the congregation.  Some members were slaves, while others were educated, powerful, and even of noble birth.  And do you know what happens when you get a large group of very different people together?  Well, we do what people do:  we divide ourselves off into similar groups, fracturing the whole in our favor. 

We can see, and most of us know, that this was exactly what was happening in this church at Corinth.  Groups of similar, or likeminded people, have band together, for differing yet common purposes.  Word of this has reached Paul, and while not “clergy” to this church, being the person who established this church made him someone whom they would have respected and sought counsel from. 

In today’s text, we aren’t given any clues as to what they are divided over, and for today’s purpose, that isn’t what I want our focus to be on. 

Think for a moment, if you will, about the things that might bring a group of people together:  hobbies, vocation,  like-mindedness….  My grandma used to remind me that “birds of a feather flock together”, and while she may have meant it in a derogatory manor, it’s true on the positive side of conversation.  Dog people can bond over being dog people, cat people can bond over being cat people.  When I attended research meetings, you could see the groups that organically formed among the nurses, the doctors, and the scientists.  It makes sense, if you think about it.  Commonality fosters conversation and comradery.  We like to identify and be around people who understand us.  And that’s a good thing!

If we aren’t careful, though, the very things that bring us together can become the same things we use to isolate us and our groups from others, taking on an almost “us vs them” mentality.  When we look at the list of things that might bring groups of us together, there are as many, if not more, things that will divide us.  Sometimes they’re benign things like Apple or Windows PC, iPhone or Android, car or truck, automatic or straight shift, having a steak well done or rare, and even sports teams.  These are divisions that are surface, divisions we can light-heartedly discuss.  In case you’re wondering, I’m Apple, iPhone, Sport Utility, Straight Shift (although my knees would disagree), medium-rare at most, and Tennessee Vols.

But, we don’t stop at the surface level on our differences.  We allow other things, things we value at a higher premium, to draw lines between us:  race, gender, social and economic status, ideals, politics…this list is never ending.  So, why do we hold these things in higher regard than the surface things above?  Why would someone choose to disaffiliate with me over the way I vote but not the phone I prefer?  Why would a lifelong friendship dissolve over economic disparity, but not over the way I order my steak?  Why would someone refuse to even be in the same room with me because of my religious affiliation, but has never even asked if I prefer a dog to a cat?  I’m here to tell you what I think about that, and the answer is, I don’t know.  But the bigger question, is why do we allow this?

We are everyone different, with different likes, different ideals, and different values.  It was once said if everyone was the same the world would be a boring place.  We’ve all heard that; but do we appreciate that?  Do we embrace the differences, or do we villainize them? 

What Paul was trying to relay to the people in the church at Corinth was this:  we aren’t to follow the ideals of man (even Paul’s ideals), but we are all to be one in the Gospel message.  We have a task to accomplish – and it’s a daunting task; we are to be fishers of people.

I know there are several in here that fish.  Fishing is one of those things I never caught on to; perhaps I don’t have the patience.  My Granddaddy could fish with the best of them.  He loved it.  What I remember about my time with him fishing was equipment and effort.  First, he had to have the right “stuff” to fish with.  The right pole with the right reel and line, the right boat, and the appropriate lure for what he wanted to catch.  After he had equipped himself, then the effort part began.  Choosing the right spot, knowing how to cast, catch, and reel in.  Being fishers of people is no different.  We are tasked with equipping ourselves with the right tools, but we aren’t to stop there.  We are to go to the place where the fish are and we are to contribute great effort in actively trying to cast, catch, and reel in.  This goes for all of us, and the only way we will be successful is if we work together.

If we are so focused on what divides us, how can we catch anything?

I took a college sociology class years ago, and the instructor did an experiment with us.  She took the class and divided it in half, and half the class had white dots placed on their foreheads and the other half blue.  We had a project to complete as a class, and it was designed so that it took all of us to complete it.  You didn’t know what color dot you had, but instinctively, all of the blue dot people grouped together and all of the white dot people grouped together, and almost immediately the two groups began to clash.  The blue dots had created a plan to accomplish this project, and their idea was superior…unless you asked the white dot folks.  They, too, had constructed a plan which was superior.  Without prompting, the competitive nature rose to the top and then fueled feuding between the two groups.  While we did not complete the assigned project, we didn’t realize that we were the project. 

Christ calls us to remove the dots from our foreheads and see each other, differences, flaws and all, as people all working for the common task of transforming the world by making disciples of Christ. 

Today, I want you to do some reflection; are you open to embracing your neighbor in working together?  Are you focused solely on what Christ charged us with?  Are you equipped?  Are you giving the effort?  Finally, I want you to look in the well of your boat; what does your catch look like?  Is it full?  Is it empty? 

We have our work cut out for us, and it’s time to get moving.

Friday, January 17, 2020

Change is in the air


Last week we briefly talked about the Baptism of Jesus, when John baptized Jesus in the Jordan and the Spirit of God descended upon Jesus, and all gathered heard God speak.  John had baptized people before, and nothing like this had ever happened.  Up to this point, no one really knew who Jesus was.  This was truly something special!

John was someone who was established in ministry; everyone knew who he was, what he was about, what he was doing, and in that tradition, he had disciples that followed him.  So the next day, John and his disciples see Jesus and John starts proclaiming Christ’s identity…because remember, through our baptism we are named, and claimed (as Jesus was when God spoke, and this is from where our theology comes).  Then, as they are talking, Jesus offers them an invitation to come and see…see what he is doing. 

So here was a group of men, who were already engaged and on a course with John the Baptist, who were given an invitation to step out of their comfort zone…out of the known, and follow this stranger into something unknown, something potentially uncomfortable, and most importantly, something different.  Change.

Who’s blood pressure went up just by hearing that word?  I’d say several of us.  Change is something none of us are really good with.  I’m not especially, and I know I’ve talked with several of you here about how really frightening change can be.  Even small changes can shake us to our core.  My mother jokes about how every apartment and house I’ve ever lived in, my bedroom is always set up in the same way.  Always.  I just remind her of the anxiety she gets when her phone does an update and she stops talking.  I’ve dealt with a lot of change in my life in the past few years:  change in lifestyle when I had my chest surgery, change in career when I could no longer ignore the call to ministry, changing family dynamics, and through our appointment system as United Methodists, this is the time of year I start getting a little nervous, because the prospect of me being itinerated out of here to new people (change) becomes very real.  Every single person here today has been faced with change, and the worst part of change is usually the unknown. 

No one likes the unknown.  I have a science background; if someone has a sinus infection, I know they can take the appropriate antibiotics and they’ll get better, if someone is in fluid overload you give them Lasix and they can breathe again.  These are constants…these are things we know.  I like things I know.  I function well in the known.  The unknown, though, is not my happy place.  And that’s exactly what these disciples were faced with today.

We see that they did, for whatever reason, they did make that choice to move toward change and the unknown.  It is implied by John’s proclamation that these disciples probably didn’t witness the events of Christ’s baptism; so being totally blind, they left what they knew.  They left what they had always done.  They took that step, not knowing how things would work out…but they did it anyway.  I don’t know what made them do it either.  I’m sure they were feeling all the things you would be feeling in this moment; but something made them go.

We know the name of one of the disciples that went, and that’s Andrew.  Last year on this Sunday we talked a good bit about Andrew, his life before encountering Christ, and his ministry and martyrdom after the Ascension.  And we see here that Andrew was the first to follow Christ, and the first to share this discovery with someone else, his brother Simon (who we will know later as Peter). 

Last week we had a meeting and several of you came.  This meeting was about changes going on within the church.  The thing is, change is coming.  There’s nothing any of us can do to prevent that.  But, we have, just as Andrew and the other disciple had that day, the ability to see opportunity through change, and the opportunity to move forward through change.  This change doesn’t have to be the end of us, this change doesn’t have to fracture this church, and this change doesn’t mean we can’t love our neighbor.  This change means that, things will be different.  And as scary as change can be, maybe not all change is bad.  The first time they used antibiotics instead of leaches, it was probably terrifying; but they moved forward through this change.  The first time someone flew over the Atlantic, that was change (since they could only go by boat up to that point).  I’m sure that was terrifying, but they moved forward through that change.  The other side of that coin is sometimes change doesn’t work out…like when Garth Brooks tried to pull of his Chris Gaines persona.  Epic fail. 

And after these disciples made this change, I won’t say that they didn’t ever rethink their choice, or they didn’t ever vent their frustrations on each other, or it wasn’t difficult.  I’d say all three of those assumptions are probably true.  What you and I need to remember, is change, especially this change within the church, impacts every single one of us in here.  There is not a one of us who is spared.  The anxiety, and pain, and rollercoaster of emotions you are feeling; the passion you have about your perspective…your neighbor has the same.  I firmly believe that we are all connected people; and we are even connected through this liminal space of change.  Let’s remember that.  Let’s remember when emotions are running high and discussions are becoming heated, that our neighbor is feeling those same things.  Let’s remember that while you may not agree with how the person sitting next to you feels, that they are experiencing the same feelings around change you are.  As I look out I see pews that are divided on this issue, friends that are divided on this issue, and families that are divided on this issue.  But, also, what I see when I look out is an undivided body of Christ.  A group of people so tightly bound together in love that can’t be shaken or broken or divided.  I see opportunity and potential through change.  I see us coming out of the other side of this on May 15 and REMAINING the undivided, unbroken, unshaken body of Christ.  That’s who we are and that’s who we will be. 

So remember that the unknown is scary…but the person sitting beside you today, the family member you break bread with at lunch today, and the person who’s hand you shake as you walk out the door…they are not your enemy.  They are the same as you; they are someone who bears Imago Dei, or the image of God.  They are just as scared and hurting and anxious as you are.  Remember that.

And remember one more thing:  it’s going to be ok.  God will see to that.