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Sunday, April 26, 2015
Sunday, April 05, 2015
Love Bids Us Welcome — Easter Sermon
Good Morning, I Know It's Easter
As many of you know, I was ordained as a deacon back in
August of 2013, and then I became a priest in June of last year. Esther, our
six-year old, has been very interested in all of this stuff, and she has been very
supportive. For example, yesterday, I was sharing with Rebekah some of my plans
for today’s sermon. Esther was listening in, and she interrupted our
conversation and said, “Daddy, I know how you can begin your sermon.” I was
grateful because making a beginning is so often the hardest part. And so, let me
begin my sermon today in the words of Esther:
“Good morning, I know it’s Easter.”
I know it’s
Easter. But what does it mean to know it’s Easter. At its most basic level,
Easter is all about the resurrection of Jesus. Easter is about how God literally
raised Jesus from the dead, the same Jesus who, just days earlier, literally died
a humiliating and torturous death, with a cry of abandonment on his lips. Why
did he die? Why was he raised? These are strange things. So if we want to
understand them, if we want to know what they have to do with us in our daily
lives, then we need to take a few steps back to gain some perspective. We need
to put them into context, because these strange events that have taken place these
past three days, are not the whole story, but the climax of a much larger,
grander Story.
Good Morning, I Know It's Easter
As many of you know, I was ordained as a deacon back in August of 2013, and then I became a priest in June of last year. Esther, our six-year old, has been very interested in all of this stuff, and she has been very supportive. For example, yesterday, I was sharing with Rebekah some of my plans for today’s sermon. Esther was listening in, and she interrupted our conversation and said, “Daddy, I know how you can begin your sermon.” I was grateful because making a beginning is so often the hardest part. And so, let me begin my sermon today in the words of Esther:
As many of you know, I was ordained as a deacon back in August of 2013, and then I became a priest in June of last year. Esther, our six-year old, has been very interested in all of this stuff, and she has been very supportive. For example, yesterday, I was sharing with Rebekah some of my plans for today’s sermon. Esther was listening in, and she interrupted our conversation and said, “Daddy, I know how you can begin your sermon.” I was grateful because making a beginning is so often the hardest part. And so, let me begin my sermon today in the words of Esther:
“Good morning, I know it’s Easter.”
I know it’s
Easter. But what does it mean to know it’s Easter. At its most basic level,
Easter is all about the resurrection of Jesus. Easter is about how God literally
raised Jesus from the dead, the same Jesus who, just days earlier, literally died
a humiliating and torturous death, with a cry of abandonment on his lips. Why
did he die? Why was he raised? These are strange things. So if we want to
understand them, if we want to know what they have to do with us in our daily
lives, then we need to take a few steps back to gain some perspective. We need
to put them into context, because these strange events that have taken place these
past three days, are not the whole story, but the climax of a much larger,
grander Story.
Friday, April 03, 2015
He Bore the Cross of My Shame — Good Friday Sermon
When Adam and Eve ate from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, they were overcome by such a deep sense of shame that all they could do was hide themselves from one another and from God. The real tragedy is that they—and all of their unborn children, that is, we—no longer experienced God's presence as a blessing, but as a curse.
From that moment, God has worked to restore humanity, to set it free from its original shame and all of the sin, violence, and death that have resulted. This work climaxes on Good Friday where God cures like with like, where God cures our shame by enduring shame.
An audio file can be found here.
Stories of
Shame
On Tuesday, I was in Topeka at the annual Chrism Mass,
where the priests and deacons and the Bishop gather together to renew our
ordination vows. After the service, we had lunch. And I sat down next to one of
my colleagues who was talking about his Holy Week sermons. He said, “This year,
I am not going to be talking about shame and guilt.” That made may me a bit
nervous because that’s all I had been planning to talk about. My friend said he
wasn’t going to heap shame and guilt upon his congregation by preaching
about how they were the cause of Jesus’ death. Well, I am not planning to do
that either. But we’ve got to talk about guilt and shame, for without them we simply
can’t make sense of Jesus’ death.
So, tonight, I want to talk about shame. More
specifically, I want to talk about “original shame,” which is related to the
idea of “original sin,” but which is far more fundamental to our human
situation and far more relevant to our daily lives. But I must warn you, tonight’s
sermon is only the first part of the story, you will have to come back on Easter Sunday to get the Rest of the Story. Tonight,
we will look at three stories of shame.
Story Of Shame
#1: Adam and Eve
The first story of
shame is an old story, a very older story. It’s the story of the first
man and the first woman, the story of Adam and Eve. You know this story. In the
beginning, God plants a garden in Eden, and it needs tending. So God creates
Adam from the dust of the ground, and places him in the garden to till it and
keep it. Later God creates Eve to be Adam’s partner in this work. They are the
perfect couple, ideally suited for one another. And so, life in the Garden of
Eden is idyllic. There is plenty of food, there
is meaningful work, and “they are naked and not ashamed.”
But turn the page, and things fall apart rather
quickly. The crafty serpent convinces our first parents to eat from the one tree
in the entire garden that is off limits to them, the Tree of the Knowledge of
Good and Evil. And when they partake of the forbidden tree, everything changes.
In an instant, their eyes are opened, and they now know that they are naked.
Shame washes over them to such a degree that they can no longer bear to be in
one another’s presence. They try hiding themselves from one another, but the
best they can do is fashion some makeshift clothing out of fig leaves.
That’s what shame does. Shame causes us to hide
ourselves from other people, and so cuts us off from one another. And when we
are disconnected from others, we are prone to all manner of sin and violence. Even
brothers will kill one another when they are disconnected and operating from a
place of shame. In short, shame brings about a kind of death, wherein we are
separated from ourselves, from others, and especially
from God. That’s the next part of the story.
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