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The Church of
Our Saviour
in the Town of Secaucus, New Jersey
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Courage to
be a Christian
Reflections on the
lessons for the 11th Sunday after Pentecost
By The Rev. Mark A.
Lewis, Vicar
Joshua 24:1-2a,14-25 / Ephesians
5:21-33
Psalm 16 / John
6:60-69
It's an important aspect of
preaching to be open and honest and to push the limits of
self-exposure. It's one of the ways that the gospel message
can be made real (and perhaps memorable) to others. You
can't pull punches, or make things up. That shows up like a
red flag. It's gotta be real or it's worse than useless. I
think actors and other performers would agree with
me.
It's pretty easy to lay my soul and
my feelings bare sometimes. But I was surprised yesterday
when I had to search and search for examples of times when I
had done something difficult. REALLY difficult. Done it in
spite of fear and doubt. And done it without knowing what
the outcome would be.
Some examples I came up with
sounded trivial. Looking back, it was just my blindness that
was causing the initial fear. Other tales sounded like I was
blowing my own horn. That's no fun. Others made me look so
bad in the telling that I just didn't feel like letting you
all know how really wimpy I can be sometimes.
So, I settled on the safe thing.
I'll go back to childhood. Some of you know I come from an
odd mix of a spiritual background. On one side: Southern
Baptist fundamentalists. Socialist humanist liberals on the
other. And by the time my parents' generation came along: No
one had any use for religion at all. Some because of
laziness. Some because they agreed with Karl Marx that
religion is the opiate of the masses.
Out of that fruit salad of
spiritual attitudes -- at about age 13 -- and for reasons I
can't ultimately explain even to myself, I felt I needed to
take a step. I began attending services at the Episcopal
Church. The only step that was perfectly unacceptable to
absolutely every member of my family. To the Baptists: I was
caving in and becoming an idolatrous Pope-worshipping
Catholic bowing down to statues. To the liberals: I was
signing up with God's frozen people, the Republican Party at
prayer. To the lazy ones: I was suddenly waking them up
early on Sunday morning as I banged around getting ready for
church. To the Marxists -- and finally to all of them -- I
was an idiot child raised to know better who was willingly
making a stupid choice. And no one hesitated to let me know
exactly how they felt. But I thought I was doing the
necessary thing. And it was my rite of passage, the first
time I defied the opinions of others and took my life in a
direction of my own choosing.
You can all tell the same story
about your own life. I'm sure. Today's readings tell it.
Joshua and John remind us that the life of faith -- maybe
just life itself -- often asks us to make tough choices and
often demands courage we wonder if we can muster.
The story from John's gospel tells
it best. Some of Jesus' followers are cutting bait. They're
turning back. Maybe you hadn't thought about these people
before. Until I read the passage again and again I didn't
realize that it contains a picture of the disciples that
threw in the towel, people whose names we'll never know. But
we do know that the farther they traveled with Jesus the
more they learned how demanding a life that was turning out
to be. How much they would have to give up and how much more
they'd need to take on. And they said. "no thank
you."
Then Jesus turns to Peter and asks
if he wants to leave with the others. It would have been
easy for Peter to go. The opportunity was offered. The
timing couldn't have been better. He was a spokesman for a
whole group of disciples. His team would have probably left
along with him. Making it all that much easier. At this
point, remember, Jesus was not the stained glass figure he
is today. He was a travelling preacher who attracted enemies
as easily as he drew followers. Who knew where it would end?
Why not get out while the getting was good?
Sunday School lesson for the day:
the English translation muddies things up, but in Hebrew
"Jesus" and "Joshua" are exactly the same name. And in
today's reading they call the same question: "Choose you
this day whom you will serve." Peter's answer took more
courage than I can possibly imagine. Really! I can't!
Because only the person standing in those shoes at that
particular moment -- knowing however much or little he knew
at the time -- only that person can know exactly how
uncertainty and courage are clashing in that
instance.
We seldom talk about how much
courage it takes to be a Christian -- or at least how much
it takes to try to be a fairly good Christian. Probably
because we don't much like to talk about just how much being
a Christian asks of a person. It takes a lot of courage to
face yourself honestly and change attitudes; change deeply
held prejudices when faith asks that of us. It takes courage
to forgive someone who has wronged us, or to ask to be
forgiven ourselves. It takes courage to take a stand on
grounds of principle when you have to do it alone. It takes
courage to get involved: In people's lives. In social
concerns.
But Peter's answer to Jesus reminds
us of a couple of things that might help. "Do you want out
of this?" Jesus asks. "No," Peter says, "as tough as this is
going to be, there's really no alternative for anyone who's
seen the difference between life and death."
-- Mark Lewis
Your comments or questions are welcome MLewis@secaucus.org.
Links to additional "Reflections on
Lessons" may be found at the bottom of the Sunday web page.
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