Monday, June 10, 2019

Listen to the Wind

This past Sunday was Pentecost, the day that celebrates the coming of the Spirit upon Jesus' followers. It's not just an old, dusty story! The wind of the Spirit still blows today, as it has been blowing ever since creation. Maybe this sermon will even give you some hope for the future. At least, I hope it will!


It is no accident that the wind of the Spirit shows up in both the first chapter of Genesis (1:1-4) and the second chapter of Acts (2:1-4). Both of them, after all, are creation stories! When we ask, “Where did the cosmos come from?” scripture replies, “Why, it happened through the Spirit of God!” And when we ask, “Where did the Church come from?” scripture has the same answer: “It happened through the Spirit of God, too!” A powerful wind, one hovering over the primeval abyss, and another filling the room where Jesus’ disciples had gathered: that’s the Spirit at work! But the wind of the Spirit isn’t destructive like the tornados that tore through west-central Ohio on Memorial Day. The wind of the Spirit is creative, bringing about new things that only existed in the mind of God before the Spirit blew them into existence!

We never know where that Spirit will show up next. And when the wind of the Spirit blows, we never know exactly what will appear because of it! Long ago, Isaiah reminded us that God says: “Look, I’m doing something new!  It’s springing up right now; don’t you see it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland!” The Spirit makes new things happen that we believe to be impossible! That wind was the same one that blew on the Red Sea while the Israelites huddled on the shore waiting for Pharaoh’s army to massacre them, splitting the sea apart and allowing the Israelites to escape through the very heart of its waters. Impossible? Not for the wind of the Spirit!

That wind has been blowing ever since creation. We may not be able to see it, but we can surely see what it does! The wind of the Spirit blew through our country, and African-Americans were freed from the evils of segregation and granted civil rights. The wind of the Spirit blew in Germany, and the Berlin wall came tumbling down like the walls of Jericho. The wind of the Spirit blew in South Africa, and the apartheid there that had divided black and white for so long was discarded like so much trash. Oh, that wind is powerful, indeed, and does things that we cannot even imagine!

We need that wind of the Spirit to blow through our lives again today with its renewing power! Many of you remember the 1960’s with its protests and its sit-ins and its flower children. I remember it very well, because I grew up in those turbulent days. One of the most popular songs of that era was the song “Blowing in the Wind,” written by Bob Dylan and recorded by Peter, Paul and Mary. The lyrics are a series of questions that were on our minds back in those days. How many times must the cannonballs fly before they’re forever banned? How many deaths will it take till we know that too many people have died? How many times can a man turn his head and pretend that he just doesn’t see?

They’re questions that we still ask ourselves today when we see horrifying images of famine and suffering and war on the evening news.  “When will it all end?” we wonder. When will we take steps to stop the shooters who massacre our children as they sit in their schoolrooms? When will we stop poisoning the earth with pesticides and killing its creatures for our amusement? When will people stop grabbing for power and start working together for the good of everyone? We don’t have the answers; and it doesn’t seem likely that we’ll have them any time soon.

But the refrain of this song offers something that we Christians can hang on to as we celebrate Pentecost: “The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.” All the answers that we crave are blowing in the wind of the Spirit of God! That Spirit blows when we are helpless, hopeless, and don’t know what to do next; and that certainly seems to be our situation today. But when the wind of the Spirit blows, impossible things can happen! “How many years can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea?” One day, the mountain of racism, sexism, and injustice will be washed away by the living water of God’s justice. “How many years can some people exist before they’re allowed to be free?” One day, the people who are oppressed by unjust political and economic systems will be freed by the wind of God’s Spirit. “How many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry?” One day, all of us will have our ears opened to the cries of our fellow human beings and the creation around us, and we will rise up and demand that the world be set right!

When will that be? “The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.” When our powerful, creative God blows the wind of the Spirit through us once again, it will blow down the barriers of hatred that divide us, blow away the dusty cobwebs of indifference to the suffering of others, and blow through our refusal to consider new answers to old questions. And then, my friends, we will know the answers that are now only blowing in the wind.

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Great Joy

The world is a mess, and many of us are dealing with overwhelming personal problems. Where can we find joy in all of that? Even if we may not be happy, we can be joyful; and this sermon suggests some ways to connect with it.


It is ironic that I should be preaching this morning on the subject of “joy.” When I planned this worship service a couple of months ago, I had no idea that it would take place less than a week after 15 strong tornadoes tore through our area of west central Ohio leaving a trail of destruction in their path. I had no idea that I would be preaching the day after the funeral of a beloved member of our congregation. I had no idea that today’s worship would take place so soon after yet another mass shooting in our country, this time in Virginia Beach where 12 people were gunned down in a city building. The world is a mess; and I know the struggles that many of my parishioners deal with in their personal lives. So how in the world, considering all those things, can I preach on joy?

Let’s go back to this morning’s scripture for a moment. It tells the story of the Ascension, that miraculous event when the risen Christ left this earth in bodily form and was lifted up into heaven (Luke 24:44-53). The story closes with Christ’s followers going home “with great joy.” Great joy? Jesus was gone! They had lost him once to crucifixion, then regained him on Easter morning; and now, just 40 days later, they were losing him again! You would think that they would mourn; but, no, they rejoiced – and rejoiced greatly!

What do you suppose that one of Jesus’ followers would write to an absent friend about that event? What would they say if they wrote a postcard and could only write a few lines about what they had experienced? Let’s imagine what they might say. The front of the postcard might contain a picture of Jesus rising through the air, and the message on the back might say: “Saw Jesus for the last time today. Wish you had been here; it was a great experience! I am filled with joy because…” Because what? How do you suppose that they would fill in that blank?

Well, on the back of that postcard, they might write, “I am filled with joy because Jesus is now ruling our lives from heaven, and I know that he has all authority.” Joy comes from knowing that the person in charge has your best interests at heart; and that’s part of the message of the Ascension: that Christ rules right alongside God; and we know that God rules with love. We don’t live with a heavenly dictator who is out to get us; we have a heavenly Father who loves us and a heavenly Brother who saves us. That’s certainly a reason for joy!

They might write something else, though. They might write, “I am filled with joy because now I know that God has delightful surprises in store for us when things look the worst.” Easter Sunday, the most amazing day in the history of the world, followed Good Friday, the darkest day in the history of the world – and nobody saw it coming! God has a way of turning even the darkest night into a dawn of unsurpassing beauty! With God, all things are possible; even things that we think are impossible! I don’t know about you, but that certainly fills me with joy!

That postcard might even say, “I am filled with joy because I am now certain that nothing can stand in the way of God’s Kingdom of love.” When Jesus was crucified, it looked like all the hate and greed of the world had won. But then Easter morning arrived; and it turned out that all that hate and greed isn’t worth a plugged nickel when compared with God’s power of love! Love always wins; and if that isn’t a reason for joy, I don’t know what is!

We Christians still rejoice about all those things! But if we wanted to send a postcard to a friend who needed joy in his or her life, we probably wouldn’t look for one with a picture of Jesus ascending to heaven. What would we look for, though? I don’t know about you; but I can tell you the kind of postcards that I would want to send.

I might send a postcard with a picture of a breathtaking waterfall as a reminder that the earth is full of beauty. Whether it is a waterfall, a sunset, a flower garden, or a splash of color on a bird, God has given us not only beautiful things; God has given us the ability to enjoy them! That never fails to give me joy, even when my life is difficult.

I might send a card with a photo of people who are helping others clean up after a natural disaster. The late, beloved minister and TV personality Mr. Rogers always told children that when times are hard, they should look for the helpers, the people who come to offer help and comfort. What joy there is in knowing that people care, even people that we don’t know personally! The Spirit of God moves in hearts who help others at the most difficult times in their lives; and that gives me joy.

I might send a postcard of the ocean; because it gives me joy to consider the reliability of God’s creation. The tides of the ocean roll in and out, day after day, as the moon circles the earth and pulls the water back and forth; all without any help from us. We can rely on it. And we can rely on God’s love even more than we can rely on the tides! What joy there is in knowing that!

But my favorite post card image would be one with an image of a flower growing through a crack in the sidewalk. I get the most joy from knowing that all the things in this world that matter the most – things like beauty, creativity, and love – can’t be stifled no matter how many difficulties are piled on top of them. Like flowers that poke their noses through blankets of asphalt, these good gifts of God insist on breaking through into our lives regardless of all the troubles that we may have.

So maybe it’s appropriate, after all, to preach on joy during a week when so many of us are going through difficult times. C. S. Lewis wrote that “Joy is the serious business of heaven.” And he was absolutely right! Today, whatever troubles your life may hold, I invite you to find joy in the reliability, beauty, renewal, and love that God offers us; because while difficulties are only temporary, those are the realities that last forever.