The Narrow Gate
Welcome to the continuation of my blog, post-seminary. Ministry and evangelism have brought me back home to Chattanooga. I welcome your company on my journey.
The original blog, Down In Mississippi, shared stories from 2008 and 2009 of the hope and determination of people in the face of disaster wrought by the hurricanes Rita and Katrina in 2005, of work done primarily by volunteers from churches across America and with financial support of many aid agencies and private donations and the Church. My Mississippi posts really ended with the post of August 16, 2009. Much work, especially for the neediest, remained undone after the denominational church pulled out. Such is the nature of institutions. The world still needs your hands for a hand up. I commend to you my seven stories, Down in Mississippi I -VII, at the bottom of this page and the blog posts. They describe an experience of grace.
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Day 636 - There is No Place for Part Time Passion
A
sermon delivered at Northside Presbyterian Church, Chattanooga, TN, Sept. 7, 2014
OT reading: Exodus16:1-4, 13-20
NT
Reading: John 6:31-35, 41-51
Like many congregations, Presbyterians love a good feast. I use
the word “feast” because eating is a necessity of living. A feast is almost always an
occasion of joy and celebration over a meal. I think Jesus regularly engaged
people at a meal because he was drawing on the underlying theological
connection between physical and spiritual sustenance.
Jesus draws on ancient Old Testament Jewish heritage to make this
point in John. Even though I read the preceding four verses, you likely would
have recalled the story of manna in the Exodus of the Hebrews from Egypt. Jesus
clearly explains God not Moses gave the hungry and angry Hebrews the bread from
heaven in the desert.
God provided manna to the Israelites in the desert, implicitly
demanding faith that God will sustain them by providing manna only sufficient
for the day. If it was gathered to keep for tomorrow to sell or use, it rotted.
Those who had little had enough, and those who had much not too much. Jesus differentiates
himself from manna in the desert in in our Gospel reading. In verse 49; the
Israelites ate the manna but they died. Jesus is the sufficient, living bread
of life sent by God.
Many times we are tempted to focus entirely on the first and last
verses of this passage in John, making it a gate-keeping passage: by one’s own
will, you have to accept Jesus as your Savior to get into heaven. After all,
verse 35 does says, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be
hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.” And verse 51 says,
“I am the living bread that came down from heaven. Whoever eats of this bread
will live forever; and the bread that I will give for the life of the world is
my flesh.”
But good Presbyterians read and attend to the intervening verses,
particularly 44 and 45: No one
can come to me unless drawn by the Father who sent me; and I will raise that
person up on the last day. It is written in the prophets, ‘And they
shall all be taught by God.’ Everyone who has heard and learned from the Father
comes to me.” This scripture says only God calls us to Jesus and provides by
grace for our complete sustenance.
However if we do not read those two verses carefully, we will miss
the main point. God calls the people through the door of our congregations.
They are seeking fellowship, the Holy Spirit and a life without end. They are
our responsibility. Mark makes it clear when he quotes Jesus saying “Feed my
sheep.” We are supposed to feed them spiritually, emotionally and physically.
When God calls a person to walk through our open door it is to feast with us
celebrating the gift of life.
What makes it such a tragedy to turn this passage into one about gatekeeping
is we usually decide the message needs further amplification. The next step is making
a list of the things you have to exhibit in your behavior and belief to “prove”
you are a Christian, although we usually mean to prove you are a Baptist, a
Methodist, a Catholic or a Pentecostal, or a Presbyterian. (We only baptize by immersion (or sprinkling), communion must be a service with wine, if you drink alcohol you are risking damnation, there must be a foot washing service, one sin is worse than another, etc.)
Have
you ever come across a person who feels like they have such a perfectly exact
view of what it means to be a Christian that they are ready to tell you at the
drop of a hat whether you are going to Heaven or Hell? I know a person around town who will stand up
and quote the Leviticus holiness code and the passage in 1 Corinthians that
says no wrongdoers will make into heaven, especially fornicators, adulterers,
sodomites. He actually had the audacity to say none of those kinds of people
are in his congregation. He said if sinners were in his congregation, the
congregation would let them know they are not welcome to worship there. I asked
about spouses who argue, people who swear and take the Lord’s name in vain, those
who are jealous or envious of other people’s wealth, appearance or friendship
with the pastor, the ones who pocket the extra quarter the vending machine pops
out, but the fellow just got mad at me.
Finding
people with this attitude should not surprise me. After all, last year we
saw an example on the UTC campus plastered all over local and national TV news
and in the newspaper. I’m talking about the poor woman who stood in the quad loudly
spewing venomous condemnation to passing students that they were lesbians or
homosexuals on the highway to hell.
My
first though about her was, “Who put her
in a position to judge what is in another’s heart? Is she trying to drive away
people from the church or welcome them in? I’m sure very few students saw her
as a light on the hill beckoning the seekers of the Spirit to come to her
congregation.”
Perhaps
these examples should not have surprised me because I can recall sitting in my
little Baptist congregation in Rome, GA as a young boy. I remember listening to
the deacons plan their action of how to close down the service if an
African-American tried to enter the building to worship, though the word they
used was not African-American.
Perhaps
I should not have been surprised since I can recall a session meeting in San
Diego laced with a profane tirade by the associate pastor’s wife no less, directed at an
elder on the other side of an employment dispute. Every member of the session
including the interim pastor just sat as she cursed; their silence affirming
her profanity.
I
asked a group University of Tennessee at Chattanooga students over a meal at
Hope 808 to write on a piece of paper whether or not they attended a congregational
worship service or found comfort in one. Their answers shouldn’t have surprised
me.
One
student wrote, “I hated going to church the few times I did growing up because
I felt very judged and every time I went I felt unwelcome. The church ought to
be a place to go to make a person feel better about themselves and being
a Christian, but nobody seems ever to practice what they preach. God is about
love and acceptance and most places I’ve been do not give this vibe.”
Another
student answered, “I’ve generally found that organized religion tends to be
hypocritical, close-minded and unable to compromise with differing views.
I no longer find myself gaining anything from attending church.”
The
more I read these answers the more I wondered, “What would they find if they
walked into our congregation, or our homes? Would they hear and see Christian
compassion and joy at work? As Dave wondered
a few weeks ago, will they find our doors opened wide? Will they hear our hymns
down on Tremont St. and come to find the Spirit moving in us?
Or,
would they see us as the hypocritical Pharisee in Matthew standing on the
corner praying loudly, “Thank the Lord I am not like these people who judge and
condemn like the street preacher does"?… We all have feet of clay.
As soured
as these students are on the church, they are still seeking this living bread
of life. They, and for that matter, every member of the congregation and every
visitor with us should not be surprised to find hypocrisy, sin and error in a
congregation because the church is a hospital for sinners... But how can that
discovery be a positive experience?
The
only way that can be a positive experience for them is to find every person in
the congregation working as hard as possible to forge a sanctified life that
drives hypocrisy, sin and error further and further from daily habit. Being a
Christian can be hard work.
It
is not a positive experience to see members so mad at each other that they
refuse to talk because they do not like what the person said or did, or did not
do. It is not a positive experience to hear former members of this congregation
tell them they left because it seemed the pastor and folks were more interested
in fighting than worshiping and glorifying God.
If
they do encounter those attitudes in us, it is because we have forgotten that
(v 44, 45) “No one can come to me unless drawn by the
Father who sent me; ... It is written in the prophets, ‘And they shall all be
taught by God.’ Everyone who has heard and learned from the Father comes to
me.” Church School teachers, choir members, elders, pastors, ministers (*remember we are all ministers) should hear these words, “And they shall be
taught by God’ and know the words are directed at us….Why?...Because we
walk in the world as Christ’s representative as a person and as a congregation.
We are called to duty to teach by word and example on
behalf of God. Think about it.
No
visitor should be surprised ever to discover that the members and leaders of
the congregation embrace this obligation to acknowledge our flaws and to work
visibly to mend wounds. They should see us reaching out to reach out to those
who have left us hurt, and living in the Spirit of grace.
I
received twenty responses to my questions out of thirty students. It really came home to me as I read these
words of John preparing this sermon that most of those twenty students are not
anti-religious but are hungry for a relationship to God. God is calling them.
They
say their earlier congregations made them feel judged, separated them from God
rather than drew them nearer to God, but the irony is that they felt free
enough to explain why they did not find comfort in a congregation or have a
reason to attend church while they were sitting at a dinner table at Hope 808,
the UTC Presbyterian student mission house. Whether Muslim, Hindu, Protestant,
Catholic, Jew, atheist or just searching, thanks to the support of the PC(USA)
congregations of East Tennessee, a hundred or so students have discovered a
place where they are welcomed and not judged. They come because they can expect
a smile, fellowship and meal. They come because there is always an ear of a
pastor or elder to hear their worries and concerns. Most importantly, it is a
place that they can hear God’s call if they listen carefully enough.
Their
responses say a lot about why PC(USA) congregations in Chattanooga have
decreased 75% since 1980, about why most of our congregations now have between thirty
and a hundred or so members with an average age over 60, and why mainline
denominations are shrinking worldwide. We are chasing people away, or even
worse, we seem irrelevant to them. These students, however, are also a glimmer
of hope for what happens when we hold true to our duty to God.
Two responses
capture the essence of our duty: (1)“I have generally found organized religion
to be hypocritical, closed-minded and unable to compromise with differing
views,” - we can do something about thiat; and (2) “I’ve been to churches looking for one that moves with the Holy
Spirit and the full Gospel. I cannot say why I have not been able to be consistent
with a church yet, but I know the Lord will provide one in due time...” “but
I know the Lord will provide one in due time.”…
Don’t
be surprised but overjoyed to hear, “…but I know the Lord will provide one in
due time,” rather be confident that not just the students, but every person who
graces our door will find the Holy Spirit working here at Northside.
We
are the real street preachers, like it or not. We have a big sign on our back,
“Look at me, I am a Christian, model my behavior.”
When we realize there is no such thing as part
time passion in a Christian life that walks humbly in the world as Christ’s
representative, people will come to us.
Remember
these words of Jesus, “…they shall all be taught by
God” and of the student, “I know the Lord will provide one in due time.”
Everyone
the Lord brings to us should find and enjoy an abundant, everlasting life. Be
sure every stranger knows there is a way home and that it can be found right
here in our house. Do this for them and do
it for yourself, and you will find a smile upon God’s face. Amen.
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