Sermon 06/30/24 – Mutual Aid held in Balance

2 Corinthians 8:7-15

Now as you excel in everything—in faith, in speech, in knowledge, in utmost eagerness, and in our love for you—so we want you to excel also in this generous undertaking.

I do not say this as a command, but I am, by mentioning the eagerness of others, testing the genuineness of your love. For you know the generous act of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sakes he became poor, so that by his poverty you might become rich. And in this matter I am giving my opinion: it is beneficial for you who began last year not only to do something but even to desire to do something. Now finish doing it, so that your eagerness may be matched by completing it according to your means. For if the eagerness is there, the gift is acceptable according to what one has, not according to what one does not have. For I do not mean that there should be relief for others and hardship for you, but it is a question of equality between your present abundance and their need, so that their abundance may also supply your need, in order that there may be equality. As it is written,

“The one who had much did not have too much, and the one who had little did not have too little.”

Sermon Text

 We come to the yearly moment where the lectionary necessitates we dig into money for a little bit. I promise though, it will be a worthwhile discussion and not just me putting a hat out to you all. Money, time, resources, all of these are what allow the world to spin around and around the way that it does. We live in a time and a society where legal tender is the one universally accepted means of business. If you want to own a house, it takes money, if you want to feed your family it will take money, if you need non-negotiable health care, it takes money. As Joel Grey once told the world, “Money makes the world, go ‘round.”

Our scriptures were written in a far more fluid time in the world. While currency had revolutionized the way trade was conducted centuries before the New Testament enters the world stage, the world was not yet under its total thrall. Locally the main way people conducted business was via barter. I give you a chicken, you give me a hammer, any difference in value will come out in the wash down the road. Some people in this room may remember, distant though it may be at this point, a time here when people were willing to do something similar. So many babies in the United States were, not all that long ago, brought into the world with vegetables and fresh eggs paying the doctor’s fee.

Even as we do most of our transactions by cards and online, we still find a familiar rhythm working in our lives. Money comes in, money comes out, the bills are paid and the food is bought, and at the end of the month we hope that we have even a little extra money to squirrel away. We save, not so we can hoard our money, but so we can be prepared for emergencies that may creep their way into our life. Most people, at this point, are only about one paycheck away from falling into poverty – a huge departure from more hopeful economic conditions of a few decades ago.[1]

The wide disparity in wealth means that there is a constant need for us to be willing to work with others to meet people’s needs. When everyone is struggling it takes everyone to make sure that everyone has what they need. If only a few people are willing to help, then suddenly they are drained of their resources and pushed down lower than those they first set out to help. If no one helps, then nothing will move forward to better the world we are living in. The way that the world benefits the most is when everyone is willing to come together to do what needs to be done to help, and does so as much as they can.

In our scripture for today, Paul is writing to the Corinthians. This is after the passage we read a few weeks ago where he was telling them that though life may seem overwhelming, God will see them through their darkest days. Immediately before the section we read this morning, Paul tells the Corinthians about ministry he had been doing in Western Greece – or Macedonia. In Macedonia, the scattered Christians – though poor – had raised a large amount of money to help meet the needs of Christians in Jerusalem. Paul tells the story of their generosity, not to shame the Corinthians into giving to this fund, but to inspire them that they are capable of it. If the poor in Macedonia can raise this money, why not the middle class of Corinth?

For Paul, it is not a question whether someone will give to help others – they will give to help others because their Christian, he assumes that much. What he encourages them to do is to become people who give eagerly. He doesn’t tell them, “If you do not feel like giving, don’t.” He says, “it is right not only for you to do it, but to be eager to do it,” in other words the giving is assumed, he just asks them to do so willingly and with joy.

Paul also sets parameters for this giving. We do not give so that we become impoverished and another person becomes rich, but so that everyone has what they need. We are called to give based upon what we have, not what we do not. Therefore, if after all necessary expenses we have $5 to our name, we are called to give generously based upon that $5, not the theoretical hundreds we would have if we had a different job or a different life entirely. I point out I say, “necessary,” expenses here because we all have plenty that are not necessary at all, whatever our particular vices may be that take from our livelihood.

I want to be up front in saying that one of the most consistent ways that we can fund ministry is giving in this building, to the ministries not only of this building but to the conference and beyond through our connectional giving. Like the collection for the Jerusalem Church, we as a conference take up money as each individual church and send it on to do ministry across the state. This year, the conference has cut the mission budget of all mission sites by 25%, and our conference ministries have been cut by 50%. Hundreds of thousands of dollars that could go to help our communities and our college students cut. Why? Not for greed, but because there is just not enough money coming in. Not enough churches paying apportionments to see the good of the Church happen beyond their doors.

Domestically, we need help too. We are so close in both churches to meeting our budget for the year. We dream of the day we have the means to do more than just keep the lights on and keep our current ministries going, but that takes money I’m afraid. The shortfall is different in each church, but it is there. If we do not see a major turn around in the next six months, we will have to think about how we can cut our expense rather than expand our ministries. If we want to grow and flourish we need to be willing to put forward a little bit more toward the mission of the Church to see that the needs of our community are met.

I say a little bit, because it really is a little bit. I’d say it is a universal thing that if all people in a Church gave just a little bit more each month, major changes would happen. I cannot prescribe that amount, because I don’t have everyone’s financial records in my hand. Yet, I think that all of us might have a bit more we could put forward for the kingdom. Maybe that means mailing a check even if you’re not here on a Sunday, maybe that means giving one hundred more dollars a month, maybe that means putting an extra dollar forward than you did before.

No one likes money talks, but we need to be honest about it all the same. Scripture is not neutral on matters of money. We are called to give to the ministries of the Church and to live a life that is based – not on us accumulating as much comfort as possible – but on working to make more equal the disparity between the rich and the poor among us. I am guilty as anyone of not contributing as fully as I could, except maybe abstractly in the form of my time. Yet, time cannot keep the lights on, sadly that is just not the way of the world.

For the next year, I go down to a single income household. I also will be welcoming a child into my life. I’ll be eligible for the food pantry and make use of it to make sure we have what we need. Yet, I have told Grace that as we plan ahead, we will be working to expand how much we can give in the midst of this sudden drop in income. We must be more generous, even in the midst of harder times, because the work of the Church does not stop no matter what we are doing. Maybe that just means I don’t turn in a receipt now and again to provide more cushion in our budget here at the church, maybe it means I drop some money in the plate now and again, maybe it means I keep a few twenties in my wallet for those I meet who need it. No matter what it is, I must follow the example of Christ – who became poor for my sake, though rich, and in so doing gave the model for generosity.

We are Christians, that we give to the cause of God’s mission is a given. Let us develop a willing and eager spirit for that generosity the only way there is to do so… By practicing our generosity. Let us give not to impoverish ourselves, but to fund the work of the Church, and let us do so with joy, that through our meager means some may know the goodness of God who did not know it before. – Amen.


[1] Though generally reported, the United States Interagency Council on Homelessness gives the statistic at its most stark. “In effect, more than half of Americans live paycheck to paycheck and one crisis away from homelessness.”
Available at: https://www.usich.gov/guidance-reports-data/data-trends

Sermon 06/23/24 – Words without Knowledge

Job 38:1-11

Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind:

“Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up your loins like a man; I will question you, and you shall declare to me.

“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements—surely you know! Or who stretched the line upon it? On what were its bases sunk, or who laid its cornerstone when the morning stars sang together and all the heavenly beings shouted for joy?

“Or who shut in the sea with doors when it burst out from the womb, when I made the clouds its garment and thick darkness its swaddling band, and prescribed bounds for it, and set bars and doors, and said, ‘Thus far shall you come and no farther, and here shall your proud waves be stopped’?

Sermon Text

 I really like to book of Job, but I am also really afraid of the book of Job. Afraid of a book in the Bible?! What could I possibly mean by that?! Well, let me tell you. The problem with Job is that about three fifths of it is a trap. Job has a bunch of friends that speak a lot about God and about why Job is suffering. If you read through their speeches, you may even agree with them! Yet, we are told, they are all of them wrong, all of them misguided, and all of them in their own ways misrepresented who God was.

The problem they faced was that their friend was in pain, he had lost everything, and they wanted to do something to help him. As he sat in that Ash Pile, calling for God to answer him about what he could have done to deserve what he suffered, his friends made a mistake that so many of us make when comforting a friend. They tried to answer the question that only God would be capable of answering. They reached out a hand to their grieving friend and, rather than showing him comfort in the face of adversity, they tried to pull him up before he was ready. In doing so, they ended up stepping into God’s place – explaining things they had no understanding of.

God eventually enters in at the end of the story, thundering from the midst of a storm cloud. God does not address Job initially, instead calling to his friends. “Who darkens counsel with words without knowledge?” What follows is something like God’s bona fides, a long list of the wonders God has worked.

God looks to around and starts pointing. “See the earth? I formed it from dust! See the Heavens, I placed every star and planet in their orbits! See the sea and its creatures? I can fish up the biggest of them! See the giant beasts of the savannah? They are mere pets to me!” God establishes that all things, natural and otherwise, are God’s domain. God alone can speak to Job’s pain.

Oddly though, God does not. Job never gets an explanation for why Satan was pulled in to test his faith. Why did his children die when a house collapsed on them? Why did his riches get stolen away by thieves? Why did fire burn the rest of his possessions? Why? Why? Why?

The work of explaining God’s response to evil in the world is known as “Theodicy.” It is any attempt at answering the question, “How does a good God allow bad things to happen? Millions of pages have been written about this and millions more have been lost to time. Worst of all, the work that these writings set out to accomplish can never be done… The answers we write will always be insufficient. Like Job’s friends we step up to the plate, we ready ourselves to all at once answer the most significant question in the universe, and we whiff, we foul, and often times strike out in the attempt.

The fact is, we are simply unable to provide a sufficient answer. We cannot conceive of why pain exists the way it does. We could lean on the idea that God gives us freedom, and that freedom necessitates that we might suffer, but no one chooses to face natural disasters or disease. We could lean on the idea that God allows some evil for greater good, but then we have to decide if we are willing to be collateral for someone else’s good day. We could lean on a million compromises to who God is and how God works, but that will always land us in the same place Job’s friends were. God looking down on us, asking why we would make things worse by opening our mouths.

There is only one answer to pain in this world, one answer to the problems that we face. I have a feeling you could guess what it might be. The answer I give you to all these problems, in all sincerity, and without glib of any kind… is Jesus Christ. The person of Jesus Christ, and the revelation God’s character through Jesus Christ, gives what I consider to be the only acceptable answer to evil in this world. If we are to derive any sense of why the universe is the way it is, Christ alone will give us an answer that does not frustrate, confuse, or demean us.

Usually when we talk about Job we take a hold of God’s words to Job’s friends and make them an answer to Job himself. We cast God as working in mysterious ways beyond ourself, and say that any amount of trouble that comes against us in life is just a part of that higher understanding. God doesn’t seem to be content with that answer though and I do not think we usually are either. See, Job understood God throughout the book, what he didn’t understand was his pain.

When Job sat on the Ash Heap he did so in a way that balanced two realities – God is good, and God would vindicate the oppressed of the world and his pain was real, it was unwarranted, and it was brutal. It was this dual reality that made Job shout at one time, “I know my redeemer lives!” And in another, “If only I had a lawyer, I’d win my case against God!” He knew God was good, and that is why pain seemed to be so strange, “Why would the God I know do this?!” I’m sure there are people in this room that have felt this way before. You are not alone, plenty of people have, and yet… We still know God is good, even as we struggle through.

We know this because Christ showed us God’s love. God was not content to sit in Heaven and watch us struggle, God took on flesh and suffered alongside us. The mystery of pain was not theoretical to God, it was felt in God’s own flesh and bones. God knew sorrow and anger and fear and doubt… God felt all of this, so that God could stand beside us on our hardest days and on our greatest ones. Christ’s life, Christ’s Death, and Christ’s Resurrection, those are an answer enough to pain and suffering, because they show that God is invested in all parts of life.

We can never answer the question of why bad things happen the way they do. Maybe the particular causes of specific events, but if we want to explain away evil, we will never find something that will satisfy every potential situation we find ourselves in. It is not admitting defeat to say a problem is too big to explain all at once – it is a declaration of honesty and of humility. More than that… Would we want an answer to our question or our experience more?

If God came to me and gave me a reason why cancer is as painful as it is, why war is allowed to become atrocity, why people go hungry or hurt or struggle… would I be happy with the answer I was given? I’m not sure I could be… I am just not sure any “answer,” would be enough. Like Job, in the face of God’s enormity and knowledge and strength, all I can do is say, “I don’t know…” and focus on what I do.

I know that God is good, I know that God has shown me love again and again in this life. I know that Christ chose to enter the mess of this world in every way he could, and facing all pain and strife he went on to die a criminal’s death so that in all things he might share in our experiences. After he had accomplished all things, he rose from the dead as a promise that death would not rule in the end, the pain was not the only thing we had to look forward to, and that life blossoms in unexpected and wonderful ways. I do not have an answer for why bad things happen, but I have an answer to all evil – and that answer is the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

We embrace this truth, this answer, not so that we become complacent in the face of suffering and pain, but so that we have a model of how to move forward, even as we acknowledge the present depravity of things. Scripture asks, “Why do you spend money for that which is not bread?” In a similar way I ask, “Why seek answers for the question that will not bring life?” Christ is with us, in all things, may that be sufficient in the face of evil. – Amen.

Sermon 06/16/2024 – Spread Wide the Branches

Ezekiel 17:22-24

Thus says the Lord God:

I myself will take a sprig from the lofty top of the cedar; I will set it out. I will break off a tender shoot from the topmost of its young twigs; I myself will transplant it on a high and lofty mountain. On the mountain height of Israel I will transplant it, and it will produce boughs and bear fruit and become a noble cedar.

Under it every kind of bird will live; in the shade of its branches will nest winged creatures of every kind. All the trees of the field shall know that I am the Lord. I bring low the high tree; I make high the low tree; I dry up the green tree and make the dry tree flourish. I the Lord have spoken; I will accomplish it.

Sermon Text

Prophet’s have the impossible job of relating the reality of God to the reality of humanity. God is significantly more substantive than we are. There is more of God than there is of anything in existence and, since God is the source of all things, God exists in a deeper way than we as humans are capable of. If that sounds confusing, then I have done my job in making clear just what the prophet has to do. Besides speaking to the future of God’s people, the alternative to what their own thoughts and desires would produce, they are also speaking the greater reality of God into our lesser one.

Ezekiel is a prophet who has some of the most grandiose visions of God in scripture. When God appears in Ezekiel, the prophet struggles to describe any part of the scene. In the opening of the book, Ezekiel is walking by the rivers of Babylon and suddenly sees heavenly beings that his mind can barely comprehend. He describes them as best he can – creatures with faces in each direction, their skin seemingly made of brass, and their wings motionless even as they fly around. These move in tandem with wheels set within wheels covered in eyes. Both creatures herald the arrival of God’s throne and of the “Son of Man,” another miraculous figure Ezekiel can barely begin to describe.

God seems to be aware of the limited vocabulary that we human beings have, because each encounter is given a healthy dose of explanation or analogy to help make the divine message a bit more mundane. Our scripture today is in the midst of a lengthy prophecy which uses the image of eagles, pines, vines, and rivers to get across a much wider narrative. In essence, what we are told before the scripture we read is that one king – Jehoichim – did what God wanted and the other – Zedekiah – did not. As a result one will be blessed and the other will be destroyed. A classic narrative of how following God’s will benefits the one who obeys and a practical warning not to rebel against an empire that is much bigger than you or your kingdom.

You and I, however, are not sixth century kings, so what do we do with this text? This is where we as interpreters have to ask ourselves a question. Is this a message for a time or for all time? Not all messages in scripture are for everyone, some are very specific. With rare exception, however, there is some element of the teaching that is relevant to us. This promise to God’s people in exile that they have a future and that this future will benefit others, that seems to sound familiar to me as a Christian. I remember that Abraham was promised he would bless all nations and I remember that Christ came to save the whole world. If this is true, maybe this vision of a tree connects to something tangible in our lives.

            Scripture usually uses the image of a cedar and other large trees in reference to powerful empires. The formal term for this motif is a “cosmic tree,” and it was used in Assyrian and Babylonian imagery to describe their place as the pillar that held up the world.[1] Scripture usually twists this image, however, and shows that it is God – not any worldly power – that holds creation together. In Daniel, Nebuchadnezzar builds a great empire, but the “tree,” of that empire is torn down by God, its stump locked up so it may never grow again.[2] In Ezekiel, the tree is specifically tied to the two Judean kings that are placed in Babylon and in Judea. Out of the exiles in Babylon, we are told, God will make a mighty people that will shelter all nations.

            As Christians, we profess that Christ established a kingdom for all people from all places on earth. There is no one who does not have a place in God’s kingdom and no people who cannot find a home within that kingdom. This is not a kingdom like other worldly kingdoms – dependent on successions of kings and military might. It is a kingdom with one eternal ruler, a nation who takes up tools to help rather than tools of war. It is an empire of spirit rather than matter.

            We are coming closer and closer to a general election in this country, and I do not anticipate that it will be a smooth election year. The lead up to our primary was nasty enough, I can only imagine how things will heat up as we approach the general. The political stakes are high in this election as in any. We all face a dichotomy between the reality that our vote matters – our view on what comes next in the country and in democracy – matters… and the reality that, regardless of what happens we will all have to wake up the next day and keep living life. There is always work to be done, there is always life to live, and in the face of any potential future – we must figure out how we as the people of God are going to live out our calling.

            We in the United States are poisoned by a concept of the political. Advocacy, voting, civic participation are all important and we must be active in these things to ensure democracy thrives. However, we taken the worst lessons of politicking and applied that to our faith and to our kingdom work. We campaign for one thing or another in our churches, we try to sway people to vote this way or that way, and we even try and blame leadership for the way things are… Instead of focusing on our own participation in the broken systems we choose again and again to take part in. On one hand, this is endemic to the specific systems we in the Methodist Church have – after all we are a democracy. On the other hand, it is more than Methodists who try to make the Kingdom of God come into being through political rather than spiritual thinking.

            Faith impacts the way we act in the world, and so there are politics that align with and that work against a Christian view of the world. Any policy that advocates for cruelty rather than compassion, that does harm to the least of these, that seeks to criminalize the marginalized, and that generally sets out to hurt others is obviously, should obviously be, anti-Christian in our minds. Yet the methods of this world and its power struggles are a matter separate from these concerns. While we as worldly people tend to group the world into enemies and friends, scripture asks us to blur those categories, and in so doing, create a kingdom where all people can find shelter.

            This does not make us opinionless or uselessly moderate, it simply means that we do not make our decisions based upon categories or assumptions, but upon people and their welfare. People often criticized Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. because he took sides in political struggles. He was called a socialist, a communist plant, a Marxist seeking to destroy democracy. However, his stance was a Christian one – that all people were worthy of human dignity. His methods were likewise Christian – he called people to look upon the suffering of those who were hurt by the Jim Crow South and the ignorant North. He called people to nonviolently face atrocity, so that their cause would be obvious in the eyes of world. You cannot hurt unarmed people and not reveal your own depravity in doing so.

            He called upon the White, Moderate Church to free itself of the idea that it was wrong to be political. He asked them to take on a Kingdom Perspective that would impact their politics rather than the other way around. Silence in the face of oppression is complicity after all. Yet, the kind of reconciliation he was seeking was Biblical and it was powerful. He did not advocate for cheap grace that would pretend injustice never happened, but an honest reckoning to the harm that white folk had caused to black folk since 1619 and beyond. It looked forward to a future where reconciliation was possible, it acknowledged a present where the evils of hatred still reigned, and it did not deny the past where even worse was perpetrated.

            Regardless of what happens in November, we as the Church will be called to a witness that we have always held. We will be called to advocate for those in need, to acknowledge the harm that our current systems cause, and to work for a future where all people can live in abundance, peace, and harmony. We do this by seeking to live with people, not writing off others as our enemies. We do this through serious reflection and repentance on our own part. We do this through engaging with the world around us as members of a political system, but in the manner of people of God. We do so not to win, but to see that God’s will is done. We do so not to triumph over those we disagree with, but to see that all people are given their God given rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

            The cedar that our scripture speaks about is the plant that obeyed God, the plant that listened to the call to care for others and consented to be watered by God’s own hand. The world may fall apart in the coming years, but the Church cannot be allowed to do the same. We need to be a place that sets the example for inclusion, for kindness, and for mutuality. That means we all have to humble ourselves. Republicans! Repent of your sins! Democrats! Repent of your sins! Non-Affiliated Voters, we do not get out of this either! We too must repent of our sins! Our nation has done evil in this world, our parties have contributed to it, we as individuals have done the same. We must change if we wish to see the world around us change.             Jesus spoke of a tree, more humble than the cedar, but equally important. A mustard seed, deposited in the ground, grows up to give shade to all the birds of the air. Have we faith sufficient to overcome our sins? Have we a desire to be different from the world around us enough to be genuinely good to one another? Have we the Spirit of God within us, to say that we can live with the people we disagree with? Can we accept that the image of God in them is more important than that thing we dislike about them? This only works if we all are willing to take part, if we are all able to mutually put down our weapons and take up the work of making this world a better place. People of God, I want to see us grow to be a cedar that gives shade to all people, are we willing to follow God and see that growth? May it be so, may it be s


[1] Margaret S. Odell. Ezekiel (Macon, Georgia: Smyth and Helwys 2005.)

[2] Daniel 4

Sermon 06/09/2024 – An End in the Beginning

Genesis 3: 8-15

They heard the sound of the Lord God walking in the garden at the time of the evening breeze, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees of the garden. But the Lord God called to the man and said to him, “Where are you?” He said, “I heard the sound of you in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked, and I hid myself.” He said, “Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree of which I commanded you not to eat?” The man said, “The woman whom you gave to be with me, she gave me fruit from the tree, and I ate.” Then the Lord God said to the woman, “What is this that you have done?” The woman said, “The serpent tricked me, and I ate.” The Lord God said to the serpent,

“Because you have done this,

    cursed are you among all animals

    and among all wild creatures;

upon your belly you shall go,

    and dust you shall eat

    all the days of your life.

I will put enmity between you and the woman

    and between your offspring and hers;

he will strike your head,

    and you will strike his heel.”

Sermon Text

As you receive this I should be in Buckhannon for Annual Conference. This is one of the rare Sundays I get to write a sermon I do not actually end up preaching. For those who stumble upon this online or who receive it in our weekly mailers, may this word – though not spoken aloud – be a blessing however it find you.

The passage we read above is the start of all trouble. After humanity betrayed God’s trust and ate of the fruit of knowledge of good and evil, they hid and tried to cover their shame. Their attempt to hide could not overcome the compelling nature of God’s presence. When God asked them, “Where are you?” they could not help but cry back, “I heard your voice!” Even when they had done wrong, they still could not help but hear God and answer. There’s something to that, I think. If we have known God and we love God then even when we do wrong, we desire to be back with God again. A call comes out for us to come home, and we can only resist it for so long.

The first people had erred all the same, and they would face consequences for the wrong they had done. Sin, definitionally, puts distance between us and God. If God is the source of all life then distance from God is distance from life itself. Humanity did not need to be punished to suffer after the Garden – they had done that all themselves. God spells out the punishment for every participant in the whole debacle. Humanity would struggle to scrape a living out of the dirt, children would no longer be guaranteed to see adulthood, and loss would define more of life than plenty would. Hard time had entered the world, and no one could be blamed except for our own sinful selves.

The one who had initiated this deception, all the same, was a quite literal snake in the grass. This Primordial Serpent is described as being limbed and lingual, speaking and walking in a way that no serpent ever would be again. The story seems to want to explain how snakes came to slither rather than to wander and to leave tracks in the dirt wherever they go. In our Genesis study we recently looked at this story and how there is nothing in the text that actually calls the snake “the Devil,” or “Satan.” Where do we get this idea of the serpent as the source of all evil then?

I could here go into a history of the interpretation of the text, the way that Greco-Roman and Mesopotamian stories came together to make an understanding that fallen angels took the form of snakes to tempt humanity. That isn’t the question that is really being asked though. Why do we see the serpent as the source of all evil in Eden? Because it speaks to us on a personal and spiritual level. We as people know what it is to fight sin, to face temptation and not always win, to meet evil face to face, and struggle against it. We see the snake and its machinations against the first couple and in that we see a reflection of our own life.

We often treat Eden like something that happened once a long time ago. If we are more earnest in our reading, however, I think we can see it play out time and time again. We often know what we should do and yet do something else. We know what we should not do and yet we do it willingly and with relish. We who love God do not always reflect that love in our actions. We fail, we give-in, we sin – again and again and again. Eden is not a far-flung history, it is a reality we play out every day.

It is not wonder then that the story became for us a fight with primordial evil as an external force as much as an internal reality. If we can see sin as something solid, something outside ourselves, it is easier to imagine that we could overcome it. The sin of the first humans was in their unwillingness to follow God’s commands, an internal reality, but it was realized by the temptation of the serpent, and external reality.

The promise of Genesis 3 is not just that the Serpent will be reduced to a crawling beast and enemy of humanity, but that God will allow humanity a way to escape sin’s control.  The internal reality of our sin can be conquered with God’s help and the external manifestations of it can be put down. The curse of the serpent makes clear that Sin will not have the last word. The serpent is made into a stupid animal rather than a clever beast and the descendants of Eve are given victory over it. The skull of the serpent, of sin, will be crushed, and the heel of humanity will only ever be bruised.

On a grand scale this promise is called the “proto-evangelion,” the first instance of the Gospel. Christ will come and crush evil and allow us to escape from sin. Yet, God did not wait for Christ’s incarnation to begin this work. From Noah’s reception of the command, “Thou shalt not kill,” to Moses’s full reception of the Law, to the judges, to the prophets, and even till today – God is constantly working to empower people to conquer sin. We are not helpless in the face of the world’s evils. We are constantly being equipped to take counter wickedness with righteousness, love, and holiness.

I will close this unspoken sermon with a quote directly from John Wesley, his vocalization of what it means to be saved is one of the best I have seen, and it captures what kind of victory over sin – over the Serpent – we are promised in Genesis 3.

“By salvation I mean, not barely, according to the vulgar notion, deliverance from hell, or going to heaven: but a present deliverance from sin, a restoration of the soul to its primitive health, its original purity; a recover of the divine nature; the renewal of our souls after the image of God, in righteousness and true holiness, in justice, mercy, and truth.” – A Farther Appeal to Men of Reason and Religion.

Sermon 06/02/2024 – Sustaining Grace

2 Corinthians 4:5-12

For we do not proclaim ourselves; we proclaim Jesus Christ as Lord and ourselves as your slaves for Jesus’s sake. For it is the God who said, “Light will shine out of darkness,” who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ.

But we have this treasure in clay jars, so that it may be made clear that this extraordinary power belongs to God and does not come from us. We are afflicted in every way but not crushed, perplexed but not driven to despair, persecuted but not forsaken, struck down but not destroyed, always carrying around in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be made visible in our bodies. For we who are living are always being handed over to death for Jesus’s sake, so that the life of Jesus may also be made visible in our mortal flesh. So death is at work in us but life in you.

Sermon Text

Fragility is a real part of life. We are born fragile and we spend our entire lives as fragile human beings. Despite the incredible resiliency we display as a species – nothing can change the limited nature of our existence. We are prone to injury, to sickness, and, yes, to death. We are born into this world and we are small and helpless, and we only grow a little beyond this across our life. We are, as the scripture says, dust that soon returns to dust.

We do not like to acknowledge our fragility. We would rather look at our ability to overcome trouble than our tendency toward it. Why wouldn’t we? It is not pleasant to hurt or to fall ill. It is not pleasant to suffer or to die. Life can be overwhelming and life, it must be said, can be hard. We live a life where everyday could be our last – that is not a cynical outlook, it is simply a realistic one.

Bummer of a start for sermon, isn’t it? We like to ignore this aspect of life, but in scripture and in our own lives we cannot escape it. We know plenty of people who died long before their time and who did so suddenly. We know people who suffer with chronic conditions and pain. We know that there is trouble upon trouble that fills this earth. It is hard, people of God, to be a human beings – because to be a human being is to know sorrow upon sorrow. The author of Ecclesiastes tells us two truths – our life is like “a vapor within vapor,” (הֲבֵל הֲבָלִים, hevel hevelim,) and “life is wearisome, more than anyone can name.”[1] It is tough to make it through.

Our scripture today captures a moment in Paul’s life where the number of negative things far outnumber the positive. This letter to the Corinthians was written after Paul had suffered beatings on the hands of Jews and Gentiles. He had been pushed again and again to and beyond the edge of his ability. He spent time and energy and his own sweat and blood to spread the Gospel, even to the point of describing a recent attack as “having received a death sentence.”[2] Worse than all of this, his beloved Corinthian church seemed to have abandoned him.

We are not given the details of what happened, but sometime after writing 1 Corinthians, a letter calling the people of God to stand as one – not making factions based on who they thought was a better teacher or leader – he visited them. While there, one of the church people made a speech against Paul, publicly shaming him and attacking him. The Church did nothing to defend Paul in this moment and he left with a broken heart. A letter was written, lost to time, where he spoke his full frustration, anger, and betrayal down, but we do not know what it said.[3] 2 Corinthians was written after he was told to give them another chance, to attempt to reconcile with the Church he had loved so dearly.

For Paul, these troubles were offshoots of his ministry. He worked to spread the Gospel and so suffered persecution under the powers of his day. He lived and worked with a community and so was vulnerable to the kind of personal attack he saw in Corinth. For those of us here, blessed with a country and a culture that allows us to practice our faith freely, we do not have to fear persecution often. We do, however, know something about hardships. As I already said, we have all faced illness, fear, betrayal, and generally know the kind of pain that comes with life. While I do not think many of us in this room can associate directly with what Paul faced as an apostle, we all can relate to the message he gives us in the section we read today.

“We have this treasure in clay jar,” that is how Paul describes our life. There is something within these fragile bodies of ours that is much more precious than the container itself. As amazing and wonderful as the human body is, as important as it is to care for, Paul tells us that there is something imperishable within the perishing aspects of ourselves. The Spirit of God works within us, it awakens our soul and creates something the persists beyond ourselves and despite ourselves. Our soul, though a part of our complete being, is the means by which we know resurrection and the way that we can survive life’s troubles.

The promise of faith is not always in deliverance but in perseverance. We are not always delivered out of circumstances so much as through them. Paul was not always saved from the situations he found himself in, but he was able to make it to the other side of them. Even in his death, we are told in his farewell letter to the Philippians that he sees even this as a way to become closer to Christ. Faith does not always eliminate our troubles, but it does give us something deeper and stronger than those troubles.

Paul lists a rapid fire set of ways God cares for our fragile beings and enriches our soul. We are “afflicted… but not crushed,” literally, “We are pressed, but not compressed,” in other words though we are forced into a single reality – the trouble that we are facing in a moment, we are not made less of a person because we suffer. He says that even when we are lost, we have a way ahead of us, even if we cannot see where it leads. In the face of violence, we are not left to suffer alone, God who suffered for us suffers alongside us. If our fragile vessel is thrown to the ground, it is not destroyed, even if it shatters.

Paul’s description of suffering is from the perspective of someone who is purposefully taking on trouble for the sake of other people. So when he says, “death is at work in us but life in you,” the comparisons we can make between our earthly struggles and Paul’s specific apostolic hardships do become more limited than they might otherwise be.

Yet, in the hardships specific to faith and the hardships ubiquitous among all people, there is one thing that allows us to carry on. That is Christ at work within us. In the following chapter, Paul moves from pottery to tents as an image of our lives. He says that as we live in this world, suffering as we sometimes must, God does not abandon us to the “tent,” we presently inhabit, but builds up an eternal home in Heaven. This eternal home is not an escape for our Spirit at the end of all things, but the perfect and incorruptible body that awaits us in the resurrection – when Heaven and Earth meet and life never ends.

Until we see this completion of God’s work, we have God’s grace within us. When we pray for God to strengthen us and we feel consolation from God – we have received grace. When we read scripture and find our hearts given words to express our joys and sorrows – we receive grace. When we gather as believers and support one another as the Church – we have received grace. Most visibly and obviously, when we take bread and cup and celebrate the work Christ has done in saving us, we receive grace. We are sustained only by God’s gift of grace to us and we depend upon God in all things.

I ask us all to take Paul’s words later in the letter to heart. “If I must boast, I will boast of the things that show my weakness.” We are not big and strong because we are Christians, no we are more often shown to be small and weak in the face of life’s trouble. It is God who is mighty, God who is able to overcome pain and death and suffering. God is the source of our life and it is from God that we receive strength, peace, and power enough to overcome the troubles of this world. Let us praise our God who has given us this gift, and boast in our weakness, that we may be made strong through God’s sustaining grace. – Amen.


[1] Ecclesiastes 1:1-8

[2] 2 Cor 1:8-9

[3] 2 Cor. 2:4

Sermon 05/26/2024 – The New Birth

Romans 8:12-17

So then, brothers and sisters, we are obligated, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh— for if you live according to the flesh, you will die, but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. For you did not receive a spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you received a spirit of adoption. When we cry, “Abba! Father!” it is that very Spirit bearing witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs: heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if we in fact suffer with him so that we may also be glorified with him.

Sermon Text

We worship a God of liberation. Every act of God is a act that brings freedom to the soul, freedom from the captivity of Sin and Death, and freedom for the joyful obedience that defines a life of faith. Christ described our entry into this new reality as a “new birth,” a transformation of who we are into who we can be. The New Birth is rarely given those exact terms, Christ uses it when he speaks to Nicodemus and scarcely elsewhere, yet the concept is discussed in a few different terms throughout scripture. For Paul, the author or Romans whom we read from this morning, the concept of New Birth is described in terms of our “adoption,” into Christ’s family.

For Paul the transformation that comes in the life of a Christian begins with our receiving the Holy Spirit and that reception is the moment of our “adoption,” or our “birth.” Here’s a question for those gathered here though… When is it that a person receives the Holy Spirit and is born again? What signs are there that this transformative process has begun?

Some people are likely to say “Baptism!” This moment where water is poured on the head or immersed around us, is a declaration of faith overseen by a minister of the Church, “I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,” and in this sacrament we join the Church and are given a special dose of God’s grace… Yet this is not the moment of the New Birth. We baptize infants after all, and baptism as an infant does not guarantee a life of faith – although it is an important start to one.

Other people expect some outward and physical sign of the Spirit’s reception. For those who have had exposure to the Pentecostal movement they look for “glossolalia,” an outpouring of seemingly nonsensical speech. Others, again tied to holiness churches, may look for fits of dancing, or spontaneous singing, or shaking! All of these could be a sign of the Spirit, I will not deny that they could be, but unless more lasting signs remain with them, they are just for show.

The Spirit arrives on its own time and in its own terms and so there is no rubric we can write to define when exactly the Spirit will arrive or how exactly it will manifest. Some people will have the Spirit come to them before they are baptized with water, other people the moment the water touches them, and still others years and years after they have found themselves in the Church. There are, however, only three definite things that define someone who has experienced the New Birth, and I admit wholeheartedly that I am taking these categories from a sermon by John Wesley – he just said it best, and who am I to perfect on perfection?[1] The three things that define a person who is born again are the virtues of faith, hope, and love.

Faith is the thing that undergirds our entire lives. In Greek the word for “faith,” (πιστις,) means “to be convinced.” We are convinced that God is good and active and present in our life and from that convincement we go forward to let ever aspect of our life be colored by our understanding of who God is. Yet, faith is not just saying you believe in all the right things in all the right ways, it is a change in the deepest parts of our soul and a reworking of our minds. Faith changes our mindset and allows us to see that God follows through on God’s promises – that the grace that has transformed other people’s lives is for us too! We can be free and we will be free!

Free from what though? Well, from sin and death! The hardest call in the Christian life is to abandon sin and to chase after righteousness. Again, this is a place we try hard to come up with lists of specific actions that define what is sinful and what is good. While there are obvious candidates – murder is bad and feeding people is good – there is a better way to address this. When we grow in faith, we grow in all virtues alongside them. Sin are those things motivated by anger and fear, by greed and lust, by cruelty and apathy. We know that we are being transformed by God’s grace when we are no longer acting based on these instincts, but on the greater virtues of humanity – love, joy, peace, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. We do not need long rubrics of dos and do nots, we only need to know if we are acting on one instinct or the other.

The second sign of the New Birth is Hope. Hope is a hard thing to hold in our hearts. Emily Dickinson gives my favorite definition of Hope, “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all…”[2] Hope has been described in similar terms throughout history, something that is frail and that is always in danger of being snuffed out – but that does, and must persist. Hope for the person of faith carries a more definite form – we are hopeful because we have faith, and that faith feeds the fires of Hope. To go back to Dickinson, we truly believe that Hope never stops singing in our hearts, and we get better and better at listening to its song in the midst of life’s troubles.

The final sign of the New Birth is love – an authentic outpouring of care for those around us. It shouldn’t surprise us that the crowning virtue of all virtues comes from our acceptance of the others. As we grow in faith and escape the cycle of our own selfish sin because of it, we naturally grow better at caring for others. As we grow in hope, we do not give into the cynical dismissals of our fellow human beings and instead reach out to them with more and more love in our hearts. This love should not just be doing things for people, but actually changing how we see each other. In his Sermon, “On a Catholic Spirit,” Wesley put it this way,

“Love me… with the love that is long-suffering and kind; that is patient, –if I am ignorant or out of the way, bearing and not increasing my burden; and is tender, soft, and compassionate still; that envieth not, if at any time it please God to prosper me in his work even more than thee. Love me with the love that is not provoked, either at my follies or infirmities; or even at my acting (if it should sometimes so appear to thee) not according to the will of God. Love me so as to think no evil of me; to put away all jealousy and evil-surmising. Love me with the love that covereth all things; that never reveals either my faults or infirmities, –that believeth all things; is always willing to think the best, to put the fairest construction on all my words and actions, –that hopeth all things; either that the thing related was never done; or not done with such circumstances as are related; or, at least, that it was done with a good-intention, or in a sudden stress of temptation.”[3]

Love is something that is above all and through all, it is something we cannot escape in any interaction we have with one another. Love should be more than just something we say or do, it must be something that transforms us in our deepest parts. I am someone for whom love comes easily, I do not need much reason to care for another human beings, and for that I am thankful. Yet, I am also someone for whom faith is a hard won reality, and so someone for whom hope can sometimes feel quite fleeting… What I hope we can understand is that none of these three fruits are always one giving birth to the other in a straight line, nor are they constant.

We have peaks and valleys in our faith and sometimes the difference between one and the other can be extreme. Our hope in life is that we are constantly closing the gap between our highest highs and our lowest lows, constantly moving upward toward something better. Yet, the reality is sometimes we are hit by something that can demolish everything we thought we knew about God and about life… In those times it is hard to build back without a lot of help.

Yet, we worship a God who never stops moving and is always willing to build us back up. You may find yourself today in a place where you feel like you’ve never really known faith, hope, and love like the Spirit brings, or you may feel like it has been a long time since the Spirit worked all of them in you. There is good news for all of us… The God who gives the Spirit of Adoption, the New Birth that transforms us, gives it freely and fully. If we have cast off that gift, let us receive it once again. Let us chase forward to the goal, and find ourselves transformed by the work of the Spirit. – Amen.


[1] This sermon is an adaptation of John Wesley’s Sermon 18 – the Marks of the New Birth. Available at: https://www.resourceumc.org/en/content/sermon-18-the-marks-of-the-new-birth

[2] Emily Dickinson, “Hope is the Thing with Feathers” in The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Ed. Tomas H. Johnson. (The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press: Cambridge, Massachucetts. 1951) Available at: https://poetryfoundation.org/poems/42889/hope-is-the-thing-with-feathers-314

[3] John Wesley. “Sermon 39 – On a Catholic Spirit” available at: https://www.resourceumc.org/en/content/sermon-39-catholic-spirit

Sermon 05/19/2024 – Church is: A Testimony

The New Testament Lesson                                                      Acts 4:5-12

When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. Divided tongues, as of fire, appeared among them, and a tongue rested on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other languages, as the Spirit gave them ability.

Now there were devout Jews from every people under heaven living in Jerusalem. And at this sound the crowd gathered and was bewildered, because each one heard them speaking in the native language of each. Amazed and astonished, they asked, “Are not all these who are speaking Galileans? And how is it that we hear, each of us, in our own native language? Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya belonging to Cyrene, and visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, Cretans and Arabs—in our own languages we hear them speaking about God’s deeds of power.” All were amazed and perplexed, saying to one another, “What does this mean?” But others sneered and said, “They are filled with new wine.”

But Peter, standing with the eleven, raised his voice and addressed them, “Fellow Jews and all who live in Jerusalem, let this be known to you, and listen to what I say. Indeed, these are not drunk, as you suppose, for it is only nine o’clock in the morning. No, this is what was spoken through the prophet Joel:

‘In the last days it will be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.

Even upon my slaves, both men and women, in those days I will pour out my Spirit, and they shall prophesy. And I will show portents in the heaven above and signs on the earth below, blood, and fire, and smoky mist. The sun shall be turned to darkness and the moon to blood, before the coming of the Lord’s great and glorious day. Then everyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.’

Sermon Text

Pentecost is the sort of day that you can never run out of things to talk about. The Spirit shows up in a big way. Languages appear among God’s people and they are suddenly able to tell the story of Christ to people they’d never be able to reach before. We are not given any account of what the believers preached that day, only Peter’s explanation of why the miracle they are participating in is even possible. The words of Pentecost, the words made possible by the Holy Spirit, are ironically lost to time.

It seems that whatever was spoken was powerful enough to change hearts and minds all the same. The Testimony of the Gospel on that day was enough to light a fire in the hearts of the crowd such that, “daily,” people were joining the Church. Peter goes on, past where we stopped reading today, to give an overview of what the Gospel consists of. Christ came to live among us and showed his divinity in signs and wonders. Christ was then killed, something that did not stop God’s work through him, but that accomplished what God set out to do. Christ’s death was only a temporary state as he was soon raised from the dead and in that resurrection confirmed to be “Lord and Messiah.” We are called then to be baptized and repent in response to this show of God’s love. To be transformed and to find new life bursting within ourselves.

It is a very early presentation of the Gospel. It has no frills and does not try to do anything other than describe what had happened. Christ came to save us, Christ has saved us, and Christ will return to finalize that salvation at the end of all things. Until then, we have the Spirit to guide us, but not just to guide us, but to perfect us through repentance, and not just to perfect us, but to fill us with the means to share what God has done in our life. The whole existence of the Church is a testimony of God’s work. On Sinai, at the Cross, in the Resurrection, and in the continual pouring out of the Spirit. God is at work in all time and space.

I’m a historian at heart. My undergraduate work – the part that wasn’t chemistry – focused on historical theology. How do God’s people talk about God in different periods of history and what does that tell us? What have different eras revealed to us about God’s will and what are the universal truths that transcend the eras we find ourselves in? This attitude transfers over to every aspect of my life. I always want to know the, “Why,” of a text as much as I do what it says.

When I stand here in this Church, its history has decided a lot about what it is. Whether the foundation is Methodist Protestant or United Brethren, the roots of our theology go deeper than the sign on the front of the building. The local flavor always adds a twist to it too. The people that sit in the pews always affect more than anything else. Our stories, our legacy, they all change the trajectory of a church in ways larger forces never could. We are all wrapped up in the midst of rivers of time and culture, but we are steering the boat – that is always true.

What we do as a Church, every moment that we are working or teaching or proclaiming the word, is a testament to what God has done in our lives. In Greek the word for testimony is “Μαρτυριον (Marturion,) from which we get the word, “Martyr.” The idea was not just that you stand up and say something, but that every part of life became the story you told. To testify is to embody, proclaim, and live the life that we have received from Christ. Testimony as we know it, telling that story, is a part of the equation, but it cannot be the sum of the matter. We should be able to explain how we came to faith and what that faith has meant to us, but it should show in much more than just our words.

            With that being said, I would like to give you all my own testimony. Afterall, I should have hopefully demonstrated some fruits of the Spirit by now in other aspects of my life. However, the story of my faith itself, I’m not sure I’ve ever given to you all.

            I was born to two unmarried people, barely adults. I was not intended in any way shape or form. Yet, the two of them did their best for me, and had the support of my maternal family throughout my life. Eventually my parents split up, which was long overdue for both their sake and mine. My father would remarry, and I would be introduced, for the first time, to the Church. At First United Methodist Church of Berkeley Springs, my stepmother began the work of showing the Gospel to my unchurched self. It took time for the seeds to germinate, but by sixteen I was able to consider myself Christian and I was baptized just after my 15th birthday. I had a religious experience  – seeing God appear to me and promise I would see God fully one day, just “Not yet.” I had the zealous faith of a new convert, but that was short lived.

            Despite feeling that God was leading me to ministry, I shut myself up. I finished school and went to college to be an engineer. That was too much like business… So, I tried to be a teacher… That didn’t feel quite right either… In my personal life, I had stagnated. I still was faithful, I was still doing my best to live out my faith, but I wasn’t growing in my faith either. Finally, a professor of mine told me to follow my initial feelings of call – I went after it, and before I knew it, I was enrolled in seminary.

            This is when my life would reach its lowest point. I was in a toxic relationship and horrifically depressed, I had not yet escaped one or treated the other. My faith suffered, my family relationships suffered, I became increasingly cruel and critical. The light threatened to be snuffed out within me. Finally, I had a moment of complete despair. While take Greek and learning about Methodist History, I had a realization. “I’m not a good Methodist and I am hardly a Christian.” Sure, I’m in Seminary and I go to chapel every week, but I was just following the motions. I finally broke down, I wasn’t able to sleep for weeks, I was constantly violently sick to my stomach. The crisis pushed me to do what I needed to… I finally found a therapist to sort out my mind and I recommitted myself to my faith, because something had to change or I would be dead within the year – one way or another.

            My life began to grow again. Christ was able to break through the walls I’d been putting up. My heart began to soften again, and my prayers became more regular and earnest. I escaped the relationship that had been feeding my worst habits and I began to repair what I could between me and my family and those friends I had not completely alienated. I worked hard and, with God pushing me forward, I began to resemble what I had long ago wished to be. I took on a Church and my longtime friend, Grace, and I started dating. Within a year we would be engaged, and within three months of being engaged we would be married. Ministry worked at my heart alongside the Spirit, and I became more and more what I wanted to be.

            Since then, mostly, I have been with you all. You’ve been present for my growth since then. To the observers around me throughout all this, maybe the story would not seem as dramatic – except to those who knew me best. Yet, I can tell you that even in my short life I have seen rises and falls in my faith. I am thankful to God that I had the breakdown I did in Seminary, because it saved my soul and my life. I stand before you, not as someone with an especially dramatic story of faith, but one that nonetheless has been a result only of what God has set up in my life. I am here today because God is good, because Christ forgives sins, and because through all that – redemption is possible.

            In the early days of the faith, the disciples did not have the fullness of doctrine and history that we do. Christ had just ascended to Heaven, there wasn’t time yet to formulate complicated ideas of faith or doctrine. All they had was their story, their scripture, and the Spirit – and wouldn’t you know it, that was more than enough. I hope that we can begin to see God at work within us, can tell our stories without hesitation, and can proclaim Christ in word, in deed, and in prayer upon, upon prayer. People of God, we the people of God are a testimony to God’s goodness. Tell that testimony and live that testimony well. – Amen.

Sermon 05/12/2024 – Church is: A Verb

The New Testament  Lesson                                          Acts 1:15-17, 21-26

In those days Peter stood up among the brothers and sisters (together the crowd numbered about one hundred twenty persons) and said, “Brothers and sisters, the scripture had to be fulfilled, which the Holy Spirit through David foretold concerning Judas, who became a guide for those who arrested Jesus, for he was numbered among us and was allotted his share in this ministry.”

“So one of the men who have accompanied us during all the time that the Lord Jesus went in and out among us, beginning from the baptism of John until the day when he was taken up from us—one of these must become a witness with us to his resurrection.” So they proposed two, Joseph called Barsabbas, who was also known as Justus, and Matthias. Then they prayed and said, “Lord, you know everyone’s heart. Show us which one of these two you have chosen to take the place in this ministry and apostleship from which Judas turned aside to go to his own place.” And they cast lots for them, and the lot fell on Matthias, and he was added to the eleven apostles.                  

Sermon Text

When I read the scripture that we have before us today, I am made to wonder. What would have happened if Judas had turned back to God? What would it look like for the murderer of all murderers to chase after God’s forgiveness? If God’s mercy truly is infinite then the option to return was there for Judas and yet, as our scripture tells us, “[he] went his own way.” The ministry of Judas ended, but the mission of the church was not going to end, it could not end.

When the disciples gathered after Christ’s ascension, they did so with the desire to fill the ranks of the disciples once again. They saw a need to keep twelve leaders in those early days, an echo of the twelve tribes that once defined God’s people. They found someone who had been with the Church from the beginning. Finally settling on Matthias as a replacement for Judas. The title of apostle was passed on, the authority of the twelve rested on him, and, for my part, I believe even Judas’s coin purse – the funds that were given to those in need – passed to rest in his hands. The mission of the Church goes on, no matter who is present to do it.

There was a sad reality that set in at General Conference last week. The realization that, because we had not gathered in eight years, many of the faces that were present at these meetings for decades were no longer there. Time had taken its toll: delegates, agency members, and church people from all lands and positions had left the General Conference to join that Holy Conference in glory. There were people who could not be visibly present with the people called Methodists, and yet… the mission of the Church goes on.

Church, as it appears in scripture as ἐκκλησία (ecclesia,) means “those who are called out.” Called out from the world as it is into the world as it could be. From slavery to Sin and Death into abundant lives defined by joyful obedience. Called out, to go forward, and to transform this world with the Spirit ahead of us and the Cross as our banner.

The Church cannot be separated from the work it does and so today I put forward the idea that Church is really a verb. Sure, those of you who grew up diagraming sentences will proudly tell me that we aren’t even dealing with an adverb when we look at “Church,” but trust me when I say, you cannot rightly call anything “Church,” unless it is doing the work of a Church. The Church is a place that transforms, that builds up, that sends out!  We are always active in the Church because… the mission of the Church goes on.

Amidst the many calls of spectators throughout General Conference was the hope that God would be with the people who were there. I believe God was. In the midst of deep troubles and conflicts, the Church was able to gather together and praise God, do the hard work of budgeting and legislating and we managed throughout it all to mostly behave ourselves. Mostly. While the work was being done in the sessions, there were people who went to keyboards and cameras to cast all manner of dispersions on the work of the Conference. God, however, was present in the room. For those who were willing to follow the Spirit, there was a wellspring that bubbled up from the deep parts of our souls, a wellspring for eternal life.

It is hard to describe unless you were there. I do not know how much you heard last week about Conference, but let me tell you what happened this year. For the first time in living memory, people were gathered together and laughing and singing and praying throughout the conference. For the first time in living memory, people were sharing their hopes for what God was going to do with the Church, not worrying about whether or not people were going to rip it to pieces. For the first time in a long time, the worries of the present age and the struggles we face as a Church in a world that is so deeply broken, all seemed to melt away. We were the people of God, gathered to chart a way forward for the work of God. We knew we had to do this work, because with or without us… The mission of the Church goes on.

During General Conference, Bishop L. Jonathan Holston gave an episcopal address that covered a great deal of the anxiety of the Church. In just a few years we have seen wars and rumors of wars, a global pandemic, insurrections, growing radicalism, and division upon division – within and without the body of Christ. In the midst of all that, the Church never ceased to work! Globally, churches worked to provide housing for refugees fleeing war, educated people in places where education once was impossible, fed the hungry, clothed the naked, and met people in the midst of tragedy with love and open arms. Local churches and global institutions worked hard to do the work of God, even in the midst of hardships that seemed impossible. Why? Because the mission of the Church goes on.

We also saw in this General Conference big changes to how the Denomination talks about human sexuality. We no longer, as Methodists, mandate one view on matters of same sex relationships. The General Conference voted to remove all language condemning it, leaving the Discipline as a neutral document that allows for every Christian, every minister, every Church, to live as their conscience dictates. Like Paul long ago speaking to Corinthians about differences in opinion, the United Methodist Church has embraced allowing latitude on non-essential matters. About 720 people gathered from the four corners of the Earth – conservative, progressive, African, Asian, European, and American – all voted with an average approval rating of over 90% for these changes. Because it is time to move on from fighting toward the work of the Gospel.

It is naïve to think this change does no hit people differently. Some see it as capitulation to culture or betrayal of tradition, while others see it as a letting go of centuries of prejudice and an opening up of God’s grace. I should be honest and say that from the moment the first set of restrictive rules were voted out, I wept for joy, to see the Church I have always loved embracing what it could truly be, a place where all people have a home.

Yet, beyond my view or anyone else’s – both extremes and all people in-between, believe what they do while using the same book to justify their idea – our shared Holy Scripture. All are led by the same Spirit – the Holy Spirit. All are saved by the same Lord – Jesus Christ. Somehow in the midst of these extreme differences in this matter and all others, God is not divided or mocked. We alone are the ones who cast separation after separation between ourselves.

The episcopal address, having reviewed the various challenges we have all seen and the work the Church has to do at all times and in all places, put a question to the body that rocked our souls. “When was the last time you led someone to Christ? When was the last time you made a witness with your words and your life that led someone into relationship to Christ? Friends, if we are not doing this, then we are not being the Church. That is God’s purpose.” John Wesley made a similar point referring specifically to ministers. “The roads of Hell,” Wesley said, “are paved with the skulls, of ministers such as these.” If we as the Church are not able to bring people into a place where they know Christ, then we have been left behind – because the mission of the Church goes on…

When is the last time we saw fruit? Can you think of an example of someone finding faith because of what you have done? I struggle to think of one myself, in my six years of Pastoral Ministry, in my twenty-eight years of life, I can think of plenty of people I have been a part of bringing closer to God. I can think of people of God I have helped revive faith within. Yet I struggle to see how God has used me to be the spark that lit the fire of faith where it had never been before. I imagine many of us are in similar places. Maybe we raised some faithful children, maybe we have encouraged our faithful friends, but what have we done to bring those outside the faith, into the faith? We can sing “Rescue the Perishing,” we can talk about God’s “Amazing Grace,” but have we done anything to bring anyone to know what it feels like to be saved, really and truly?

I preached recently about how distracted we as the Church have been – obsessed with culture wars and petty differences. What have we lost in the mean time? Biblical Literacy is at an all time low. Even in this room, we have work to do. If we talk about Mephibosheth and King Asa do we have any idea who we’re talking about? What about the difference between our Spiritual existence and our Physical one – as Paul describes life before and after Christ? Doctrine is in an even dimmer place. Do we know why we see God as a trinity? Why we proclaim a God who gives us a choice to be saved? Why we believe that grace overcomes all evil and is found uniquely in the waters of baptism and the elements of the eucharist?

Our ministries have lost depth. We can feed and we can clothe, but what are we doing to embrace and to lift up? Do we know the names of the people who come through our doors? What about the people who walk up and down our street? Can we name our neighbors, and do we pray for their needs? For their hearts? For their souls? Are we comfortable telling people about Christ or are we only doing our best to trick them into sitting down on a Sunday, hoping that will do the trick? We are missing something vital in our work, the Spirit is here among us, but we must not be listening, because we are not doing the work of the Church in the irreplaceable way we ought to. We sit and wonder why the Church does not grow, but I sometimes think our desire to see it grow has a lot less to do with Christ and a lot more to do with our own pride.

We want the pews full, we want the choir loud, and we want the people singing all the songs we know and love. We want this for our own edification – for the pride of having a large and vibrant church. I would rather us seek this for the good of those we bring in and for the Kingdom which we are growing. If we had been focusing on that sort of ministry, that sort of development of self, that sort of willingness to do what God was calling us to… What wonders might we have achieved? It would have paid off a lot more than what we have been doing.

The United Methodist Church was founded in 1968 with the merger of the Evangelical United Brethren and the Methodist Church. This merger was a long time coming, after all the only reason that the Brethren was separate was because they originally spoke German. The theology and the Discipline the two shared was nearly identical. This family reunion was celebrated as a new beginning for our ministries. Yet, we immediately began to fight with one another. 1972 we added a clause to our Social Principles to make clear that while we believed all people deserved rights, “Homosexuality is incompatible with Christian Teaching.” In the 80s, as the AIDs Crisis raged – rather than extending more love and care – we doubled down. We added line after line to the discipline to make something clear – God may love gays, but the UMC did not.

This year we got rid of that language. We have not mandated any changes beyond a willingness to acknowledge that there are gay Christians and straight and that both are valid. Pastors do not have to marry anyone they do not want to, and if a Church really does not want a gay minister or to host gay weddings, then they are allowed that decision just like they always have been. In the next few years, plenty of churches will invest plenty of time into shutting up their doors in the face of a new era of the Church. Trustees will write building contracts to keep weddings out, ministers may be traded around to find ones that the congregation completely agrees with, and in the meantime the world will still keep spinning its old broken routines. We will hide ourselves away as good and holy Christians, we will create fortresses to keep the past locked up in our walls, and we will slowly atrophy and fade in the meantime. Because while we shut our eyes and clench our fists and lock our doors… The mission of the Church goes on.

In a moment we are going to take bread and juice in hand. We will drink God’s grace. The hands that took a cup before you did are the hands of people with different views. They may be the hands of people of another sexuality than you. They may be the hands of someone who will vote differently than you. They may be the hands of anyone and they will receive the same grace you do. Why? Because the hands that take the bread and give the cup are not important… The hands that matter are the ones that bore scars to cleanse us of our sins, the hands that hung on a cross and gave us hope for a resurrection.

I could go on and on, my mind is ablaze with how we might do more and better, but that is not the energy we should leave this moment on. Our scripture shows the Church dealing with replacing one of the most central positions it held, one of the twelve disciples. They did so following a period of worry, of fear, but that nonetheless ended with joy and resurrection. People of God, fear will be with us always, but God is greater than that fear. God is greater than our differences. God is greater than the squabbling we have taken part in over the past 52 years and beyond. God is greater than anything we can imagine, and God’s mission is marching forward toward the realization of God’s kingdom. Are we willing to take part in that? Or will we go on circling the same drain of conflicts, of hot takes, of controversy.

“When was the last time you brought someone to Christ?” Let that question motivate you more than any other, and you might find yourself taking steps toward that goal. We will be holier and kinder and more open and loving and Christ like, when our goal is demonstrating Christ’s love. I look at this room and I see the love that each of you holds. Let us work to perfect that love, let us put the past behind us, and let us charge forward – as Christians and as United Methodists – to do God’s will. – Amen.

Day 11 – Telos

I took a break from writing yesterday to rest. One of the unfortunate things about being in a city that you’re not used to is that the pollen is not of a variety that your immune system has any defense against. When you, like me, are allergic to just about everything, something as simple as a shift in pollen can ruin your day. Luckily the rain eventually fell and as evening came, my sinuses cleared. I was reminded of one of my favorite hymns,

“Sweet the rain’s new fall, Sunlit from Heaven.”

My one true enemy in life is tree-borne pollens.

Worship today was led by the first Indigenous Bishop on the Council, Bishop David Wilson. The timing of worship fell so that I missed his sermon, but as I wandered into the Press Conference room for our daily briefing I did so to the sound of hymns in Native Languages and exited the room to the same. The United Methodist Church has a checkered history with the Indigenous people around the world, it is hard to overstate the significance of an Indigenous Bishop presiding over a service prominently featuring Indigenous languages. The people and languages that this Church once worked to suppress are now celebrated – a statement of the power and potential of reconciliation.

This Conference has seen a variety of historic events. The removal of restrictive language around human sexuality allows churches and ministers to decide for themselves how they will handle matters of human sexuality; A new way of managing our Connection, one that focuses on regional governance and global collaboration; A new version of the Social Principles sets a baseline for the aspirational work of the Church as it navigates the world around it. These were what were given the name, “The Three Rs,” in the lead-up to Conference. The source of a great deal of conversation and stress leading up to General Conference these were considered to be what most of our discussion would circle around…

We were wrong. The final vote of the morning plenary saw 93% of the delegates from around the world approve the removal of exclusionary language. The most contentious matters relating to these pieces of legislation still passed in such a way that, even if the 120 delegates who were unable to attend for one reason or another universally opposed them (an impossibility really,) they would still have passed. The overwhelming witness of the Church in Europe, the Philippines, Africa, and the United States, is that the time to allow for latitude on contentious issues in the name of shared mission is here – and, really, has been for some time.

Delegates, observers, and others, celebrate following the passage of Calendar Item A05

The places where we did debate were focused on the ministries of the Church.

How do we fund education? How do we fund hospitals? How do we make sure that we can go out and do the work of the Church as the people of God? The Gospel needs to be preached! The work needs done! How will we go there? And who will do the work? These saw the majority of lengthy debates and close votes (these and retirement plans, but that always goes long… (Also a surprising amount of motions to turn down the air conditioning in the room?))

I do not know what the future holds. I think that some churches in the U.S. and some conferences in the world will choose to leave the UMC following the work we have undertaken this week. Yet, I have hope that going forward even those that leave will do so with a willingness to work together. We make the choice going forward whether we act in love or as agents of division. We make the choice if the Body of Christ is greater than even a matter as big as this.

There is a lot of work ahead of us, but it is necessary work. On one hand, we have to balance differences in opinion in a way we never have before, but on the other… We’ve been doing this for years already. We have been living as gay and straight, progressive and conservative for decades. We have just erased what made us live this way in whispers rather than out loud. The Gospel will still be proclaimed, the Word of God preached, and the means of grace richly poured out on a world that needs them more than ever.

A verse that has settled in my heart over the last year or so goes as follows,

Thus says the Lord, who makes a way in the sea, a path in the mighty waters, who brings forth chariot and horse, army and warrior; they lie down, they cannot rise,they are extinguished, quenched like a wick:

“Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. The wild beasts will honor me, the jackals and the ostriches, for I give water in the wilderness, rivers in the desert, to give drink to my chosen people, the people whom I formed for myself that they might declare my praise.”

As we go forward, let us do so as people who believe that God works through new things and not simply through the old. The Spirit of the Lord is alive and active and I plan to chase it wherever it leads me. May we see the fruits of the Spirit bursting from our midst as the dry parched lands find life and life abundant.

Day 9 – Oxōne

Today has been fairly quiet in terms of Conference Business. As the new week begins, there is lengthy discussion about the number of bishops that will serve within the African Conferences. This is very important legislation, but it is legislation that is not immediately applicable to my work in West Virginia. As such I have been digging through upcoming legislation while I watch the proceedings take place. I check to see if there is anything I should highlight which has implications for West Virginia. Mostly what is left for me to focus on – outside of matters of human sexuality, pension, and the final piece of regionalization – deals with the clarification and reworking of ordination requirements. It is all /very/ thrilling, let me tell you.

I would like, in the midst of a quieter day, to speak to the way that God brings small moments out of obscurity into something much more significant. A moment that began several years ago but that found a definite form yesterday.

Sometime in college, I’ll put a year to it of 2014, I was in a physics class during a summer term. It was as thrilling as you might expect a summer physics class to be. During the lab attached to that class, someone began to sing out loud. I was apparently impressed at their willingness to sing out in the middle of a class and that led to me choosing to sit with them in lecture. Soon, I had another friend in my life. As with so many friendships, we graduated and went into our graduate and career fields and lost touch outside of occasional interactions online.

Enter in the delicious Ethiopian food I picked up the other day. Waiting for it to be ready, I recognized the person who walked by me. I called out her name! The person turned around! Sure enough, my old physics buddy is now a Crime Scene Investigator in Charlotte, NC. We made plans to get lunch and, yesterday, we did so!

Remember this? I sure do…

The conversation we had touched on many things. Catching up with the past five or six years, sharing stories of what happened back in college, and – of course – lengthy explanations of the United Methodist Church and its multi-layered polity. One takeaway, however, was the power of words.

We often speak without thought. We do not think about what our words will mean to the person we are speaking too. Scripture describes thoughtless speech as being like, “shooting flaming firebrands and arrows,” (Prov. 26:18-19,) and as an all-consuming fire that burns everything in its path. (James 3: 5-12)

Thoughtful words, however, can bring life, and life abundant. If you close your eyes, I bet you can think of something someone said to you, something kind, even if it was decades ago. Those little bits of encouragement and assurance keep us moving in a life that can often seem overwhelming.

For me, I remember the first time someone told me I had a future in ministry, the kind words that carried me through many years of doubt. I remember friends praying over me in Youth Group a long time ago, when I was offering a message. I remember the little signs of kindness – a bookmark made by hand, help picking things up I had dropped and abandoned, a joke in the midst of a rough day – all these things build us up into who we are today.

I also remember my failings. Especially in college, I made many mistakes with careless words. I said things that hurt people, I broke off friendships that were dear to me because of pressure from other people in my life. I failed again and again and again. Though I’m certain most people have forgotten my indiscretions, I know not everyone will have. Something I’ve said has almost certainly affected someone negatively to this day, a barb sticking into their memory of what once was a goodly thing.

However, I was told in our lunch meeting that there were enduring things, things I said that lingered with people for good. In particular, I was reminded of a way I used to talk about personalities and relationship dynamics that changed how my friend understood herself. As was apt for my undergraduate work, these words were a metaphor from chemistry. The truth is, the way we see ourselves in relationship with others is a lot like how carbonyl groups react… (Pause for dramatic ooohs and aaaahs.)

The essence of my teaching was simple – some people need greater support than others, but all people seek stability in life. Some people, like acidic halogens, do not do well on their own, and so do their best to stay in constant contact with others. Some people, like amides, are in relationships that allow them to stably exist in the midst of others or alone. The average person, like an organic acid, is neither prone to being alone or to being surrounded by others, they find equilibrium. However, there is another group – the ketone – that stands on their own, seeking only to be with those who prove themselves as worth the social energy.

The groups in question, labeled

I would describe my friend, frequently, as a ketone. She did not need constant socialization, but chose to be around those who were willing to put in the time to be a part of her life. She was a ketone, proud and strong, and she kept using this identification in her post-graduate life. She told me she would frequently tell people she had just started to get to know, “I’m a ketone!” Simple, esoteric, but to the point. As she told this story, she adjusted the sleeve of her shirt and showed me a tattoo on her shoulder… A ketone, a permanent mark of how she had chosen to see herself, and a term that I gave her through our friendship to describe herself.

Acetone, the Ketone tattooed on her shoulder.

I was shocked in the best possible way. I had impacted her life by giving support, being a friend worthy of being a part of her social circle. I spoke a kind word, affirming her personal strength and stability. Now that is part of her, quite literally a part of her, and it is something I had forgotten I had ever said.

Our words matter – the harmful things we choose to say and the encouraging things we choose to say. We have life or death at the tips of our fingers and on the tip of our tongues. Think before you speak, speak life into this parched world. You never know when you may be humbled to find that the words you have spoken to those in your life became the foundation of something deeply, personally important to them. Let our words speak life and let that life transform them into the most excellent manifestation of their truest self.