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March
21, 2004 (Jimmie Johnson)
II Corinthians 5:16-21
From now on, therefore, we regard no one from a human point of view;even
though we once knew Christ from a human point of view, we know him
no longer in that way. So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation:
everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! All
this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ, and
has given us the ministry of reconciliation; that is, in Christ God
was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses
against them, and entrusting the message of reconciliation to us.
So we are ambassadors for Christ, since God is making his appeal through
us; we entreat you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God. For
our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we
might become the righteousness of God.
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Luke 15:1-3, 11-32
Now all the tax collectors and sinners were coming near to listen
to him. And the Pharisees and the scribes were grumbling and saying,
“This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.” eats
with them.” So he told them this parable: Then Jesus said, “There
was a man who had two sons. The younger of them said to his father,
‘Father, give me the share of the property that will belong
to me.’ So he divided his property between them. A few days
later the younger son gathered all he had and traveled to a distant
country, and there he squandered his property in dissolute living.
When he had spent everything, a severe famine took place throughout
that country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself
out to one of the citizens of that country, who sent him to his fields
to feed the pigs. He would gladly have filled himself with the pods
that the pigs were eating; and no one gave him anything. But when
he came to himself he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired
hands have bread enough and to spare, but here I am dying of hunger!
I will get up and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father,
I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy
to be called your son; treat me like one of your hired hands.”
’ So he set off and went to his father. But while he was still
far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion; he ran
and put his arms around him and kissed him. Then the son said to him,
‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no
longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to
his slaves, ‘Quickly, bring out a robe--the best one--and put
it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. And get
the fatted calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate; for this
son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found!’
And they began to celebrate. “Now his elder son was in the field;
and when he came and approached the house, he heard music and dancing.
He called one of the slaves and asked what was going on. He replied,
‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fatted
calf, because he has got him back safe and sound.’ Then he became
angry and refused to go in. His father came out and began to plead
with him. But he answered his father, ‘Listen! For all these
years I have been working like a slave for you, and I have never disobeyed
your command; yet you have never given me even a young goat so that
I might celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours came
back, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed
the fatted calf for him!’ Then the father said to him, ‘Son,
you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. But we had
to celebrate and rejoice, because this brother of yours was dead and
has come to life; he was lost and has been found.’ ”
The scripture quotations contained within are from the New Revised
Standard Version of the Bible, Copyright © 1989 by the Division
of Christian Education of the National Council of Churches of Christ
in the United States of America, and are used by permission
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I suppose if I had to choose one verse and let that be the whole Bible
for me, it would be Luke 15:2: “And the Pharisees and the Scribes
were grumbling and saying, ‘This fellow welcomes sinners and
eats with them.’”
Fascinating, isn’t it, that those who had a problem with Jesus
understood who he was better than all the disciples? Jesus may have
asked Peter, “Peter, who do you say that I am?” We all
know the carefully nuanced theological response, (probably showing
more the belief of the church than Peter): “You are the Christ,
the Son of the Living God.” Of course, whether Peter said it
or the church said through Peter, Peter and we never have as clearly
understood who Jesus was as much as these grumblers: “This fellow
welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
No religion, including Christianity, can really rejoice in a God who
is this reckless in loving. It simply makes us all too nervous for
God to appear so untamed and improper. We want God to have a tad more
taste and class. “This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with
them” Do you need much more than this? It tells me more about
Jesus than I can ever live up to, due to my lack of nerve, and at
the same time such an insight into Jesus on the part of these grumblers
establishes my heart in hope, hope because of the god-image Jesus
discloses by his welcoming of sinners. So the story of Jesus comforts
me and afflicts me all at once.
If you let this one text be the Bible for you, if that’s all
you had, wouldn’t it be enough to condemn you and save you all
at the same time? First, in this theology uttered by the grumblers,
“This fellow welcomes sinners, and eats with them,” where
are you in this text? On the Lord’s Day, when the church is
gathered around the word of Jesus, one of the most important things
we do is to locate ourselves in the text both as individuals and also
as a congregation together. So, are you a grumbler whose theological
utterance is forever kept
in the church’s memory by way of the text or are you the fellow
who welcomes sinners or are you one of the sinners being welcomed?
I think our very soul depends on the answer.
Truth is, sometimes I am all three though most often I am only two
of them and always one of them. Once in awhile I have the nerve to
welcome sinners, and make no mistake, you and I know who the sinners
are in today’s church or society. Once in a while I have the
nerve to say, “Yes, I welcome these sinners. You may not let
me stand with you, but I will stand with them.”
Once in a while I find a speck of God’s courage within me. But
not often and never long.
If you understand faith not so much as correct believing as much as
courageous living and reckless loving, then faith is much more difficult
for me. Right beliefs are very important, but I have always believed
right behavior in the sense of moral courage is the essence of faith.
I have always believed the person who behaves like Jesus in the world
is more like Jesus than the person who might be properly orthodox
in his or her belief system about Jesus but who fails to practice
the reckless love of Jesus when it come to justice and compassion
for the downtrodden or sinners. I “cave in” easily and
would “Judas-out” a sinner as quickly as Judas turned
on Jesus.
Such faith understood as moral courage can indeed move mountains and
change the world, but my faith understood as moral courage is probably
incapable of moving a grain of sand. Is it any different for you?
Someone asked me how long I would remain as pastor of First Presbyterian,
and I thought about it and said, “I suppose until I retire or
they tell me I can’t be a pastor to sinners.” I am not
sure mind you because so far in my 22 years with you the crisis of
choosing has not come, the issue of whose pastor I can be has not
been forced, but I would like to hope I fear God’s judgment
more than I fear yours. But, in all honesty, I don’t know. I
like my pay check, my house, my potential pension.
You see being a pastor involves letting everything ride on the commitment
to be a pastor to whatever sinner says, “Would you welcome me?”
On such a day, God help me to have the nerve to be their pastor, even
if it means I can’t be your pastor, because someday you will
be that sinner. All of us will be, sooner or later. We will so fail
at our humanity one day that we will find ourselves shut off, judged,
and on that day, do you know who will shut you off the most and probably
judge you the harshest? Your own heart will unless you are a sociopath
and have no sense of right and wrong related to your own choices or
behavior. On that day you or I will pray for some non-judgmental offer
of welcome to come in out of the storm.
Let me ask you a personal question: “Who are your sinners?”
Would you take a piece of paper this afternoon and draw up your list
and then take a close look at it? What would you guess your list of
sinners would be telling you, not about them but, more importantly,
about you? By the way, you realize, don’t you, that you are
on someone’s “S” list, “Sinners list.”
Knowing this kind of makes you glad Jesus welcomes you, doesn’t
it? Somewhere out there or in here, are those who would play God and
tell you, “You are not welcome with those views or that behavior,
or those feelings.” This is why, of course, we come to church,
not to be who we are but who we hope to God we look like we are.
Most of us, if the truth be known, grumble about Jesus. We simply
do it so secretly that no one knows, including ourselves. The grumbling
usually goes on at a subconscious level like most things powerful
in our lives and only surfaces in the extreme form. The grumblers
in the text were offended by the membership of the crowd gathered
around Jesus. Don’t you sort of hope that somewhere today someone
thinks of us gathered around the words of Jesus and they find us offensive
and grumble about us? We are a pretty worthless church, aren’t
we, if we aren’t offensive to some grumbler somewhere today?
Who do you think grumbles about the life of First Presbyterian Church
because we welcome sinners? If we are unable to answer that, it could
be very self-condemning, couldn’t it?
A couple of years ago one of the national magazines, maybe Time or
perhaps Newsweek, came out with a list of the top dozen preachers
in the country. I wasn’t on the list. The truth is that didn’t
bother me. What bothered me is that the very next year they published
a list of the top 100 churches in America. We weren’t on the
list. That angered me. I scanned the list from top to bottom. First
Presbyterian Church of Waco, Texas, was nowhere to be found. But,
then in light of this text, do you want to be on a list voted most
outstanding or on some grumbler’s list due to your compassion
toward those considered off limits by the proper crowd?
“This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.” That’s
all the Bible I need. If he is still in the welcoming business and
I believe this is what we say Sunday in and Sunday out, after all,
it’s our only reason for showing up here—to rejoice in
his welcome. If he is still in the welcoming business, I suppose we
can take a deep breath, can’t we, because it means Grace is
still amazing and still divine. Jesus’ message to us this morning
is: “In the name of God, I welcome you.” I believe this.
The good news of Christianity is not about how much we welcome Jesus;
it is about how much sinners are welcomed by God through Jesus’
hospitality. It is not our remorse that compels God to set the banquet
table; it is not our deep desire to wipe the slate clean and come
home that leads God to roast the fatted calf. It’s not our coming
back to God that causes God to forgive. The joy in heaven doesn’t
originate on earth. The joy in heaven is the completely unexpected
action of God which Jesus pictures in this parable: God running with
his skirts lifted, running toward us with open arms and a smile on
God’s face as wide as the horizon called “forever”
and not caring in the least if God looks foolish for welcoming sinners
back home. This is really the provocative notion in this parable.
The parable has never really been about the younger brother who finally
hit bottom and decided to come home nor about the older brother’s
resentment. No, what scandalizes those who heard it was the way God
is shown to be so female like and non-caring about proper power and
dignity as men in Jesus’ day understood God.
Soren Kierkegaard wrote one of the most beautiful prayers I have ever
prayed. He wrote: “God, in heaven, grant me a vision of my insignificance
not that I might be brought to despair, but rather raised in awe by
the glory of your love.” If the truth be told, the grace of
God irritates the hell out of us literally and thank God for it. Grumblers
will never enjoy God. If Jesus is the clue, there’s not a grumbling
bone in God’s body. Rather, God’s bones are full of a
welcoming joy! Somewhere that news will make some crowd grumble and
others rejoice in awe!
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