Sermon for August 12, 2018
Acts 20:22-24 (NIV)
22 “And now, compelled by the Spirit, I am going to Jerusalem, not knowing what will happen to me there. 23 I only know that in every city the Holy Spirit warns methat prison and hardships are facing me. 24 However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace.
How many times in our lives do we feel compelled to do something, but fear of the unknown pushes its way into our intention? Fear of what might happen, fear our identity, which has been shaped by the memory of our past, might not live up to our calling- these all pull us out of the present. The ‘future’ has a unique nature in that it is largely made up of possibilities, probabilities for those with a quantum physics affinity. The past can be viewed as somewhat stagnant by comparison, however, it is very alive in the way it influences our current identity. The present is where the Spirit lives, and, in reality, the only one of the three that truly exists.
Sermon for August 5, 2018
Matthew 4:1-11 New International Version (NIV)Jesus Is Tested in the Wilderness
4 Then Jesus was led by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted[a] by the devil. 2 After fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry. 3 The tempter came to him and said, “If you are the Son of God, tell these stones to become bread.”
4 Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.’[b]”
5 Then the devil took him to the holy city and had him stand on the highest point of the temple. 6 “If you are the Son of God,” he said, “throw yourself down. For it is written:
“‘He will command his angels concerning you,
and they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.’[c]”
7 Jesus answered him, “It is also written: ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’[d]”
8 Again, the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor. 9 “All this I will give you,” he said, “if you will bow down and worship me.”
10 Jesus said to him, “Away from me, Satan! For it is written: ‘Worship the Lord your God, and serve him only.’[e]”
11 Then the devil left him, and angels came and attended him.
God knows it can be so hard to be open to the Spirit when you’re under attack, feeling stressed, when even the most simple things in life feel impossible. Especially if you’re feeling as though life just won’t let up, I urge you, call you, even beg you, to just read on.
Sermon for July 29, 2018
“Losing it” probably brings up immediate negative connotations. In a world where we are in a seemingly never ending rush to accumulate, create, become, achieve, loss seems like something we should avoid at all costs. You don’t want to lose your job, your house, your car...or do you? What if you lost your mind? Sounds bad right? Well what if your mind, as you know it, was holding you back from something even more wonderful- but you couldn’t see it because of that very mind? “Losing it” can be a great thing.
From a very practical and simple perspective, I can show you why we all strive, in one way or another, to “lose it”. Take something as simple as a vacation. What are you getting away from? What do you need a break from? When you think of a vacation, you don’t see yourself adding things to your daily schedule. People don’t generally keep their normal routine, work and everything that goes with it, and add to it to give themselves a break. If they did, you’d see people taking on another job when they wanted something different. Maybe I’ll work 80 hours a week next month, instead of 40, because I just need a break from the normal routine. Let me babysit the neighbor’s 8 kids, in addition to my own, because I just need a break from what’s normal.
Sermon for July 22, 2018
As I’ve heard happens to many current and former police officers, a memory from my days on patrol was suddenly triggered this past week. I don’t know exactly what the spark was that brought back this particular call, but it was one of those calls that has stayed with me more than most. I don’t know why one call, versus another, tends to stand out. I’m sure there are numerous reasons but I won’t go into that here.
In the interest of respect for the involved parties, I will keep my description purposely vague, and void of normally salient details, which could lead one to have any idea of the actual call I responded to.
This particular call for service was a 911 call of a report of a deceased party who had committed suicide. A roommate had found this person in their room and called. I don’t know how many of these kinds of calls I went to as a police officer but it was many. If one is paying attention, each one of these situations is so different. There is a sense of reverence and stillness when entering the scene where someone has taken their life. In a way, you almost want to mentally ask the deceased permission to violate their moment, their space. Still, there is a job to be done and this job is part of how I showed respect- doing my job, taking care of whatever their final moment was like. It’s a surreal feeling combined with a practical attention to duty.
Sermon for July 15, 2018
At some point in your life, you will be pushed to your limit. It doesn’t mean you won’t ‘bounce back’, but you will find one thing or another that just breaks every defense you have down until you simply feel like giving up. Maybe that feeling only lasts a moment, or maybe it’s an ongoing struggle, but we will all experience it. It can even be something totally self imposed. Perhaps you want to run a marathon and at some point during training, or even the race itself, you just reach a limit you didn’t know existed.
I was reminded recently of a time, when I was younger, when I just felt totally sick and tired of being type 1 diabetic. I don’t even recall exactly what the tipping point was but I just felt defeated and tired and confused. I just wanted to feel normal again. In a moment, I just yelled out that I don’t care anymore. Realistically, I don’t even know what that meant because it wouldn’t, and couldn’t, change the fact that I had diabetes but I just had to not care for a minute. As soon as I let that out, almost as if there was an immediate divine response, I had the thought, “What if I combined not caring, totally letting go, with compassion?” I never forgot that blinding realization.
Sermon for July 1, 2018
Shocking title, but it is the truth. This isn’t meant to have shock value simply to gain the reader’s attention. There is no trick here just to get ‘clicks’ on a website. This is about your salvation.
The Bible does not, and cannot, contain the truth of Jesus Christ, nor God if there needs to be a distinction. Even if you do accept this, how could it possibly be a good thing? Read on and you will see how you’ve always known these things even if you weren’t consciously aware.
Seeing that the Bible is not the actual truth, our true salvation, really isn’t that much of a stretch. I’m sure there are some who won’t be able to get beyond the idea that saying something like this is irreverent or sacrilegious- that’s ok. Hopefully you will see that this is not the intent, or the reality, of what I’m saying and that it is actually the opposite- stopping with the words of the Bible is an affront to the true spirit of Christ.
Sermon for June 24, 2018
One of the easiest ways for me to tell how much pain a person is in, how disconnected they might be from their spiritual identity, is how quickly, and easily, they judge and condemn others. This stands true whether I’m assessing myself, counseling someone, or just watching from afar.
This sickness of judgement, of condemnation, is magnified with the proliferation of all kinds of news via social media, and the easy access of the information on the internet in general. Where we were once challenged to make sense of our family, neighborhood, town, state etc, we are now faced with news from the entire world. Instead of taking time to identify with a situation, a person, or whatever the topic may be, we objectify these things, make a quick assessment, and move along. You begin to become a totally disconnected consumer of concepts that have a reality only in your own perception.
Sermon for June 17, 2018
Imagine a moment in your life when you were suddenly scared or shocked, as if someone had jumped out from behind a door when you weren’t expecting it. Imagine that instant, right after the shock, before even the fear, or recognition, of what occurred. There is a moment of just being, without any real thought or distraction, sense of future or past, in the conventional sense. Close your eyes and identify with that state, then read on. Stay as grounded in that state as you can but don’t put too much effort forth. Just imagine it and read on from that open, in the moment, state.
In those moments when you’re able to see through the daily flow of practical, worldly life, a world dominated by the speed of our thoughts, conceptual, intellectual thinking, a constant influx, a bombardment, of images and influences, do you look for ‘something more’? Do you have a sense of ‘can this really be all there is’? Mystics throughout the ages are said to have experienced this something more. They’ve even tried to describe it, to help others follow that innate sense. Different names have been used to refer to these things- grace, realization, awakening, enlightenment, the Christ within, union with God. It all can seem so real, and yet so elusive. Even reading back what I’ve said does absolutely no justice to what seems inherently there, and yet totally beyond reach of these blunt instruments we call words.
The Husnock. If you’re a Trekkie, you know what, or more appropriately who, this refers to...bear with me if you’re not aware (I won’t hold it against you that Star Trek is not in your world). If you haven’t seen the episode I’m referring to, SPOILER ALERT ahead.
The Husnock was a race that was extremely aggressive. As they would normally conquer other worlds in order to expand their interests, they chose a new target, a planet of colonists, and began to destroy anyone who defied them. Little did they know, the planet they chose to attack this time was home to a being of immense power.
This being had been living in human form, with his wife, for years. He was a nonviolent entity and lived out his life as a human without anyone knowing who, or what, he was- not even his human wife. When the Husnock arrived, he tried to reason with them. He tried everything he could to deal with the warrior race in a peaceful way.
Sermon for June 2, 2018
We like to think we’re in control, that we have a general idea of what is going on in our lives. We try to reinforce this feeling in as many ways as we can, because we have an innate sense it isn’t true. We make up rules, concepts, ideas, systems all in order to make reality feel like something we can control. This is a double edged sword because there are times when it helps to calm us into a sense we can actually have some security, making the world seem not so overwhelming, but it also causes great anxiety because we know, just under the surface of our pretending, that none of the things we invent to help us can offer any REAL security or control over our lives.
We can temporarily maintain some sense of control as long as we stay within our made up set of parameters. The problem is, life will ALWAYS violate the rules we make up. Death, disease, a traffic jam on the way to work, a betrayal by a close friend, a failure of something you had put great faith in. Big things, little things, simple thing, complicated things, they are all subject to the checkmate power life has over our sense of our existence and control.