The Rev. Dr. Skip Ferguson
Manassas Presbyterian Church
Manassas, Virginia
June 18, 2017
Time for A Tune-Up
Matthew
16:24-26
Music – joyful, energetic,
even triumphant.
It’s the music coming from the television
that first pulls you in,
your ears first,
and then your eyes,
followed by your mind,
and then every bit of you
focused on the screen.
The music slides down and moves to the back,
to make room for a voice,
smooth, rich, honeyed,
a voice talking to you in high definition:
“Don’t settle for less
when God wants you to have more,
more!
Have the life you deserve,
the life God wants for you,
a life overflowing in blessings,
God’s richest blessings,
Yes, you can be free to enjoy
all of God’s richest blessings!”
The images on the screen
show happy, carefree men and women,
standing before lovely homes,
driving shiny new cars;
and then as the music swells,
you see a woman dancing, spinning around,
her hands in the air as money rains down on her,
dollar bills raining down,
as though from God’s heavenly hand itself.
“You can be free to enjoy
all of God’s richest blessings!”
“Yes!” you think to yourself,
this is the life you want,
this is the life you deserve to have,
overflowing in the richest of God’s blessings.
So on Sunday morning you go to church,
go with a whole new attitude;
go where you once went reluctantly,
complacently;
today you go eagerly,
filled with anticipation,
a sense of expectation.
The music stirs you as the service begins.
You can’t help looking up,
looking not so much for God,
but for perhaps a few dollars floating down,
down, down, from the heavens,
into your lap.
You wait, impatiently, for the sermon.
You’re so eager for the preacher
to step behind the pulpit,
eager in a way you’d never been before.
You can’t wait for him to open his Bible,
read scripture,
and then interpret God’s Word,
reveal God’s secrets,
open the door,
show you the path.
Finally the moment comes.
The preacher stands up from his chair
and walks toward the pulpit.
Each step is measured, deliberate.
His face is somber, serious,
his eyes fixed on the pulpit.
He steps behind the pulpit,
stands behind that great sacred desk.
He clears his throat,
adjusts his stole.
The room is silent,
you are on the edge of your seat… literally.
The worn tattered Bible
the preacher put on the pulpit,
along with his sermon manuscript—
you look at them
and you see a treasure map.
Finally the moment comes.
The preacher opens his Bible
and says in bold baritone,
“Our lesson this morning comes from
Matthew’s gospel,
reading from the 16th chapter.
Jesus is gathered with his disciples,
speaking to them.
Jesus is speaking as well to you and to me
…Listen:”
“If
any want to become my followers,
let
them deny themselves
and
take up their cross and follow me.
For
those who want to save their life will lose it,
and
those who lose their life for my sake will find it.
For
what will it profit them
if
they gain the whole world
but
forfeit their life?
Or
what will they give in return for their life?”
(Matthew
16:24-26)
This is the Word of the Lord.
Thanks be to God.”
“Wait a minute,” you think.
Wait a minute!
“Deny yourself?
Take up your cross?
Forfeit your life?
Is the preacher kidding?
Where are the riches?
Where are the blessings?
Deny yourself?
Take up your cross?
Lose your life to find it?
Your blood pressure rises,
your cheeks burn.
You’re not just disappointed,
you are angry.
Your mind is no longer on the preacher.
You don’t hear him say,
“As the apostle Paul tells us,
‘Set your minds on things that are above,
not on things that are on earth’”
(Colossians 3:1)
You can’t wait for the service to end.
You can’t wait to leave.
You can’t wait to go find another church,
a church where the preacher
will tell you of riches and blessings,
a church where the preacher
would never even dream of saying,
“deny yourself”.
A church where the road rich in blessings
will finally be revealed.
This is our struggle
the struggle we have with God,
with Jesus,
with our faith.
We want blessings,
sometimes we even expect blessings
to flow,
flow in return for our faith—
that’s the deal.
After all
aren’t those the very words we sing
in the Old Hundredth,
the doxology we probably know best:
“Praise God from whom all blessings flow.”
We want blessings.
We want blessings to flow.
We want an abundant, rich life,
each of us, all of us.
Deny yourself?
Take up your cross?
Lose your life?
No thank you!
But yet, those are the words
of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Those are his teachings:
his words to his disciples;
his words to you and me.
How easy it is to turn a deaf ear to Paul’s
words:
‘Set your minds on things that are above,
not on things that are on earth’”
We cannot fool God with our denial:
our minds are firmly on things of this
earth.
It’s no wonder we balk at our Lord’s
teachings.
Imagine if our minds were set,
truly, faithfully set,
on things above.
Imagine if our minds were set on things
above
rather than always pressing our own wills,
our own agendas.
We would welcome aliens and immigrants,
not fear them.
We would take communal responsibility
for healing the sick,
feeding the hungry,
rather than turning from them,
telling them its their own fault
they’re sick or hungry.
We would care for this earth,
God’s creation,
rather than denying our responsibility to
God,
and to the generations who will come after
us.
We’d look constantly for ways
to burn away the anger
that seems ready to consume our world,
burn it away with grace and love,
as improbable a road as that might
seem to walk.
We’d turn from the judgment that colors our
lives,
the judgmental mindset we all have,
even as we furiously deny having it.
Denying ourselves,
our focus on things above,
we wouldn’t struggle,
as another denomination recently did,
to condemn racism and bigotry.
We’d quickly adopt,
as they happily ultimately did,
a statement bold, strong and faithful,
words
that are a call to action:
“Racism and white supremacy are, sadly,
not extinct but
present all over the world
in various white
supremacist movements,
sometimes known as “white
nationalism”
or ‘alt-right’;…
We decry every form
of racism,
including alt-right
white supremacy,
as antithetical to the
Gospel of Jesus Christ.”
Listen
again to our Lord’s words,
from Matthew’s Gospel,
this time through Eugene Peterson’s paraphrasing
in the Message:
“Anyone
who intends to come with me
has
to let me lead.
You’re
not in the driver’s seat; I am.
Don’t
run from suffering; embrace it.
Follow
me and I’ll show you how.
Self-help
is no help at all.
Self-sacrifice
is the way, my way,
to
finding yourself, your true self.
What
kind of deal is it
to
get everything you want
but
lose yourself?
What
could you ever trade your soul for?”
Jesus asks us hard questions,
and expects much from us;
he sets the bar high.
It’s easy to turn away;
it’s easy to lose sight;
it’s easy to muddle our Lord’s message.
Remember:
you and I are not in the drivers seat;
Jesus is.
And, continuing with our car metaphor,
like any car engine we occasionally run
rough,
sputter,
even backfire.
We need regular tune-ups,
spiritual tune-ups
to call us back to our Lord’s way.
Our Lord knows we’ll sputter, fall,
turn away.
But his promise to us is always the same,
grounded as it is in grace:
“If you fall, I will help you back up,
If you turn away,
I’ll help you find your way back.
Try it again.
I’m with you every step of the way.
I’ll never give up on you.”
So, as the first letter of Peter teaches us
“roll up your sleeves,
put your mind in gear,
….Don’t lazily slip back into those old
grooves …,
doing just what you feel like doing.
You didn’t know any better then; you do now.
As obedient children,
let yourselves be pulled into a way of life
shaped by God’s life,
a life energetic and blazing with holiness.
(The Message)
“As obedient children,
let yourselves be pulled into a way of life
shaped by God’s life,
a life energetic and blazing with holiness.”
A
life rich in blessings.
AMEN