Showing posts with label Resurrection. Show all posts
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Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Easter 2018 sermon, "Look for Life!"


Sermon: “Look for Life!” [Also available on Podcast and YouTube]
Easter Sunday – April 1, 2018
© The Rev. Brian R. Paulson, D.Min.
First Presbyterian Church of Libertyville, Illinois

Introduction

I love the James Harnish story about a boy that was none too happy about going to church on Easter morning. His new shoes were too tight, his tie pinched his neck, baseball season was starting and there was just something wrong about getting cooped up inside a church on Sunday morning.
He sulked in the back seat, and all the way to worship and his parents heard him mutter: “I don't know why we have to go to church on Easter, anyway; they keep telling the same old story and it always comes out the same in the end.”[1]

But the gospel of Mark is not so very sure about the ending. At least, the followers we meet were not so very sure about the way things are turning out. So I want to begin the message at the end of the story this morning.

At the end of a story that most of us here today know so well but which the world could scarce imagine in that first Easter morning.

The Resurrection by Annibale Carracci

Anxious Paralysis
When the angel announced, “He is raised!” these first followers were afraid.
They had a disease that is afflicting society today. It is the first thing I want to examine with you this morning: Something afflicted those followers. Something that is afflicting us as well. Something we might call, “Anxious Paralysis.”

We know that malady right here, don’t we?

Just name your anxiety: School safety; Nuclear threat; Stability of governance; Terror alerts; Market volatility; Ethical abuse; Domestic abuse; Substance abuse – the list goes on and on.

The consequence of this anxiety afflicts young and old alike. We are anxious as a people these days, and that anxiety has deadly consequences.

Dr. Laurie Santos of Yale says that today, “students report being more depressed than they have ever been in history at college, more anxious.” She developed a class to address this phenomenon called “Psychology and the Good Life: The Science of Well Being.” The class is the most popular on campus at Yale bringing about 1200 students to a lecture hall at Yale twice a week. It is a mass gathering seeking relief from anxiety in pursuit of happiness. It is such a draw that Yale has opened the course online via Coursera.[2]

We all are afflicted by anxiety and that is precisely where the Gospel of Mark ends – suddenly, with anxiety.

“Terror and amazement seized them; and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.”[3]

They were seized in spirit because in the normal course of events when a person dies, you make preparations, make your way to the grave. You pay your last respects.

That is what the women of our story were doing.

Trying to piece together the events of the past few days, they were focused on practical matters, like who will roll away the stone.

They were tending to details, but suddenly there was a new shock to absorb.

He is Raised!

So here is the second dynamic I want to consider with you today – it is our “One Verse” for Easter morning – “Do not be alarmed (“anxious”), you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has been raised!”

Now I wonder, how can anyone consider that to be predictable? How is that predictable in a world that is seized by death every day?

Christ is Risen! Christ is Risen indeed! Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia!

That was a surprise which did not fit the followers’ plans.

Now, for us, on Friday night we were tending to details here at church and one of our Good Friday ushers was a very capable young man. A grandson of one of our members. Of course, that particular service is our most somber of the year. It is a service of darkness. It was such a moving service that I hated to raise the lights after the congregation left. But we had preparations to make for Easter Sunday.

The ushers were helping me in this effort. Our mood was somber, and we all were still whispering as we worked. But this wonderful boy had a great story he just had to share with the Pastor.  

So I halted and listened. He said, “What did angel say when the women came to the tomb? April fools! Surprise!”

“He is not dead, he is raised!” He was crucified. But he is raised!

It could not have been a more perfect word for this April Fools Easter!

How is it that we have become so immune to the most powerful surprise that the world has ever known?

How can our spirits be so jaded, seized, anxiously paralyzed, when the miracle of “Resurrection/Being Raised” is constantly confronting crucifixion, constantly raising up life over death all across the earth? How can we be so paralyzed? So jaded in the face of such life giving power?

And how could little boy, that I named at the start of the sermon (not our magnificent young usher) but the little child, (who like so many in our world today, did not want to come to church at all), how did that little boy, how can any of us, find the Easter story to be so very predictable?

Friends, Resurrection is the improbable, unpredictable, life giving outburst of joy and possibility which God accomplished for you and for me.

Life conquers death. Grace conquers sin. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Why do we all anxiously look for life among so many deadly things in this world? The grave will not hold us! For he is raised!

Resurrection is the antidote for our anxious paralysis and it is high time we start using it.

Use the Resurrection

Yes, I said use the resurrection!

That is the third thing I want to consider with you. The challenge to use the resurrection!

That is what the angel had in mind when he shared the good news: “Jesus has gone ahead of you to Galilee.” “Tell the disciples,” said the angel, “tell the disciples that he is going ahead of you to Galilee” – back home – back to the daily grind – from “super/natural” to “daily/habitual.”  Jesus will meet us there – in daily life.

Resurrection means our spirits “come awake.”

Whenever the Bible speaks about being raised, it uses a world that, when literally applied, means coming awake.[6]

And so many of us are sleep walking through life.

Most of us face anxiety by finding a way to numb out. Anxious paralysis.

In the past several years, I have watched the downsizing of corporations, and the upsizing of liquor licenses in our community. I have seen the last vestiges of sabbath in our schedules fall prey to a spirit killing scheduling frenzy.

We are driven by a restless insecurity and anxiety that is killing our spirit in Lake County.
Worshipping friend, wake up!

Christ is Risen. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Face your daily anxiety by being awake to resurrection.

You know. The passage ends by telling us that they said nothing. But I gotta tell you. Someone squealed. Someone broke the news. Someone came alive, believed, and shared resurrection – Used the resurrection!

Resurrection is a new life – alive, awake – and you and I can access today. We can share it, in our own way.

An Example

And it can be one simple thing. So I have one simple example of a way one man helped the people around him come awake – if only for a moment.

Frederick Buechner remembers late one afternoon. He was walking to teach his college class. He noticed the beginnings of what promised to be one of the great local sunsets. It had just the right kind of clouds. The sky was starting to burn, and the budding trees were perfect silhouettes against it. 

Independence Grove Easter Ecumenical Sunrise Worship 2018

He said, “When I got to the classroom, the lights were all on, of course, and the students were chattering, and I was just about to start things off, when I thought of the sunset going on out there, and on impulse,” he said, “without warning. I snapped off the classroom lights.”

He said, “I am not sure that I ever had a happier impulse. The room faced west so as soon as it went dark, everything disappeared except what we could see through the windows, and there it was -- the entire sky on fire by then, like the end of the world or the beginning of the world. You might think that somebody would have said something. Teachers do not usually plunge their students into that kind of darkness, and you might have expected a wisecrack or two.”

“But the astonishing thing,” he said, “was that the silence was as complete as you can get it in a room full of people, and we all sat there unmoving for as long as it took the spectacle to fade slowly away.”
“For over 20 minutes nobody spoke a word. Nobody did anything.”

But they were not numb. They were coming alive.

Now, that’s just one little thing. But you can do a thing like that too.

Resurrection - Being Raised: In a classroom; Over dinner; At the office; Over coffee. Renew and transform your spirit. Walk into the transforming color of resurrection!

Let yourself be surprised by this miracle of life – this one beautiful glorious victory that echoes across the ages: Life over death!

Resurrection for you and for me. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Come awake!

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[1] James A. Harnish (Tampa, Florida), in his 1993 Easter sermon.
[2] Christian Science Monitor, March 29, 2018, “Yale students find anxiety relief in popular happiness course” - Angela Moore.
[4] You may sign up with this link to receive devotions about the “One Verse” in worship every week.


Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Inspire!

Can you feel God tugging at your heart? Easter is a moment that opens my heart. I am inspired by resurrection to see anew.  An example of this vision inspired me last night and opened my memory to more inspiration.


A little boy ran up to a homeless man on the street corner last night as I was headed to a wonderful dinner with a group of Christian leaders. (It is not this photo, I found this a stock image of inspiration online - but looked just like this!) It was clear the boy's heart was open as he went rushing to put money in a cup.

Then I remembered images of young and old from our community preparing beds and meals for the homeless we house in our weekly shelter. A flood of caring acts filled my memory and my heart. Just as I shared in worship on Easter, I am inspired by our congregation!

Such inspiration is in start contrast to the events of a world that is killing the spirit and numbing our senses. What can we do?  I am inspired by the story of a boy who was discouraged by a man from throwing starfish back into the sea - it would just send them back again. Undaunted, the boy held up another starfish, looked at the man and said, "That may be," said the boy, "but here is one I can save today."


If only we could always have such child-like determination and hope!  But there are many in our world who grow weary from the constant waves of misery crashing against our lives. How can we confront an expression that has developed in recent years: "compassion fatigue."

One of the conversations I had over dinner last night engaged the challenge of equipping and encouraging new generations of leaders who will inspire the world with good. The next generation of adults who currently work to change our world are very idealistic in many new and practical ways that engage specific projects all around the world. I see new kinds of community growing through friendships fostered at work, school, intentional living communities, and various forms of networking.

What I do not see growing is a sustaining base for this altruism that will last a lifetime. This is a gift that I believe congregations have to offer the world.  It is a gift that our congregation seeks to offer each and every day of the week. We inspire!

(Elmore Nickelberry, at left in 1968, he was then a Memphis sanitation worker on strike when Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was slain in Memphis at the Lorraine Motel. His son Terence recently displayed a slogan made famous by the 1968 sanitation strike. by Carl Juste / Miami Herald Staff)
Yet some real challenge remains for me and for our congregation in a suburb of privilege.  That challenge is present on street-corners in Chicago just as it should be in our hearts every day.  How can we shift the tide of inhumanity afflicting our world?

A congregation does more than countless acts of charity.  We ground our lives in the gospel of Jesus Christ. He is the one who taught parables in order to "tease our mind into active thought."  The boy engaging the beggar on the street corner brought to mind Jesus' parable about Lazarus and the rich man. Is the gospel engaging our imagination?  Is our creative soul inspired?

I remember that Dr. King was slain in 1968 while posing challenging questions about the relative worth and dignity of everyone living and working in America. These questions continue to haunt our society as rifts between rich and poor, black, white, and every color grow ever more stark and alarming. I suppose if the answers were simple, they would have been accomplished by now.  But here is a prayer that I make unto God as I return to the desk after Easter morning:  I pray for inspiration - inspiration for action.



The empty cross stands above our church as both invitation and instigation. The image may seem as quaint and classic as a Rockwell painting, but we are an incubator of action. This is the charge and challenge for every Christian congregation.  We must be a source of inspiration for a better humanity.

So go inspire someone.  We can help you start with a wide range of caring acts. But carry that spirit into your daily routines and conversations.  Commit your life to the cause of Christ and let the Holy Spirit flood your heart to change and inspire the world.

Christ is Risen - Let Us Show the World what it Means!

Brian