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Creekside Church
Sermon of January
26, 1997
"Follow the
Leader "
Mark
1:14-20
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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As
the story goes, Grant Teaff, who was the head football coach
at Baylor University, took one of his assistant coaches on
a hunting trip to a west Texas farm. The farmer told Grant
he was welcome to come hunt anytime. Pulling up to the farmhouse,
he told his assistant to stay in the truck while he informed
the farmer of their arrival. The farmer was thrilled to see
the coach and showered praises on the success of the Baylor
program, before pointing to a prime wooded area to hunt. The
coach expressed his gratitude while walking out the door and
said, "If we can do anything for you, just let me know."
The
farmers voice grew somber, "Well, coach, there is one thing
you could do, if you would." "Name it." "Did you see that
old mule by the road as you pulled in?" "Yes." "Well coach,
that mule has been with us for twenty years. She's like
a member of the family, and last week the Vet said that
Ethel has a painful, fatal disease and should be put out
of her misery. Coach, I just can't do it. Would you help
us out?" Coach Teaff said with a sympathetic smile, "It's
the least I can do."
Walking
to the truck, the coach crafted a sly idea. He made a scowling
face to provoke the assistant's curiosity. "What's wrong?"
"I'll tell you what's wrong. That old guy infuriated me.
I can't believe it. He said Baylor would never win another
game as long as we coach there." "What?" "There's more.
He said we were probably the worst coaching staff in football
history." "Well, why did he ask us to come here to hunt?"
"He said he didn't give us permission and if we didn't get
off his land he would call the law." The assistant shook
his head, "Unbelievable," he kept saying.
"That
guy made me so mad I'm gonna shoot his mule over there."
"Coach, no, you can't do that or we'll be in trouble for
sure! You can't shoot his mule." "I don't care. I'm sick
of people bad-mouthing Baylor. This will change his tune."
He pulled his gun off the rack lined up the sights on the
poor old mule to do her a favor, and squeezed the trigger.
BANG! And just as he turned to catch his assistant's reaction,
he was startled by the blast of two additional shots. BANG!
BANG! from the other side of the truck and the assistant
shouted, "I got two of his cows, coach! Let's get outta
here!"
The
incident never happened, but it does say something about
the error of blind loyalty that calls for an immediate spotlight
of correction wherever we see it. Yet it is precisely this
sort of bold, passionate abandon that the Gospels offer
as the desired response to Jesus. There were words Jesus
uttered which reverberate to the present, and require a
response now as then. Just two words, yet no two words have
caused more questioning and changed more lives than..."Follow
me."
It
is not an invitation which the likes of us answer in an
instant...not without questions. Follow you? Follow you
where to? How far? For how long? What can I bring? What
will I leave? What do I get for the trouble? Predictable
questions. But while the answers will not be the same for
everyone, one thing is for sure...the places and circumstances
to which he leads you, you probably wouldn't pick for yourself.
The decision you make to follow or not follow, is not one
people like us are inclined to make ...on the impulse of
the moment. But reading the call of the first disciples
in Mark makes me wonder.
Every
time I read Mark, I get the impression he is in a hurry.
Short sentences. Only the barest detail. Seventeen times
he uses the word "immediately." Time is wasting. There's
a story to tell. Passing along the Sea of Galilee, he saw
Simon and Andrew. They were fishermen. He said, "Follow
me and you will catch people." Immediately they left their
nets and followed him. That's it. There has to be more.
There had to be conversation and questioning...hours worth.
Jesus needed to know who he was calling. Simon and Andrew
wouldn't just walk away from their livelihood on the basis
of "follow me" without posing some carefully crafted questions.
It
is like asking someone, "What did you do on your vacation?"
"We drove West. Saw the Grand Canyon. Saw Old Faithful.
We drove home." Garnett Heeter would have given Mark an
F for his narrative. No detail. No discourse. No drama.
Just, "Follow me, Simon and Andrew. Follow me, James and
John." And they drop their nets on the pier, and leave their
boats to collect barnacles. Down at the tax office Matthew
leaves in the middle of a big audit. No good-bye to the
wife and kids? No forwarding address? There had to be more
to it than this. Jesus had to have spent lots of time and
persuasion to convince these men to leave the lives they
had known for life on the road with an itinerant preacher.
We
say it because we can't imagine ourselves dropping everything
in an instant to follow him. We don't rush into major decisions
without thinking things through, weighing the options, checking
references, consulting with knowledgeable people. We line
up the facts. We run a cost analysis. Then we might decide.
We would feel uncomfortable if it did happen the way Mark
says, because then all our posturing before the invitation
of Jesus would be seen for what it is...a stall tactic.
"Faith,"
someone said, "is stepping out into the unknown with nothing
to guide us but a hand just beyond our grasp." It is not
a rational thing. It is going without knowing. Going forward
without facts. We weren't taught to make big decisions this
way. Our Brethren tradition has taught us to count well
the cost of following Jesus. Be sure you have the resolve
to remain when the world chisels away at your decision.
But the part of you that decides to follow Jesus is not
the logical part--not the "this makes perfect sense" part.
Frederick Buechner says that, "Faith describes the direction
our feet start moving when we find we are loved." We set
off with Jesus on impulse, out of passion.
One
of the first things they do to you in seminary is set you
in a room with all the other incoming students, lock the
doors, and everyone must answer the questions: "How did
you end up here?" and "What makes you think you should be
a minister?" The stories are varied as the people. Many
people think the call to ministry is a dramatic, spiritual
fireworks sort of experience complete with the sky torn
asunder and a booming (usually male) voice from heaven.
Occasionally a call is like this. Most of the time, however,
it is rather plain in comparison. Rob was a biochemist.
His marriage was in deep distress. After lots of therapy
and prayer he and his wife reconciled. Started going to
church again. About that same time someone asked him to
teach the youth for a month of Sundays. They loved him.
One said he would like to have a minister like Rob. That
was it. Steve was a TV anchorman in Minnesota. One Sunday
he read the scripture in worship and some little lady told
him he read so well and had such a wonderful voice. "You
should be a pastor." He read well? He had a good voice?
That was it. Such a big decision from such a little, seemingly
insignificant comment. But it is how God speaks.
Obviously,
they didn't drop everything at that moment. They weighed
the alternatives, discerned what and who was at work, but
ultimately, the decision hinged on an impulse; nothing but
an inviting nudge, a blind leap of loyalty and faith. Back
at the lab and the TV station people were scratching their
heads. "You are leaving what you worked so hard for because
some little old lady said you read well?" In a moment, reason
and critical thinking slip to the background and you don't
know what it means, but you utter a "Yes" from deep within
to One deep beyond. You leave your nets on the pier. The
IRS form 1040ES on the desk. You drop whatever it is you
were doing and dreaming and thinking and planning, and like
Simon and Andrew, immediately follow him.
Of
course, not everyone Jesus invited accepted the invitation.
A wealthy young man walked away because he was married to
his money. A scribe said he would follow Jesus wherever
he would go. Then Jesus told him there would be no roof
over his head or pillow under it. Another said he would
come as soon as he buried his father. In the parable of
the banquet the invited guest declined to come for one reason
or another. Reasonable reasons. More have declined than
have accepted, and we understand why.
This
passage from Mark begins, "Now after John was arrested..."
Just five words to say that the one who prepared the road
for Jesus to walk would have his head served on a platter.
What fate then would await Jesus? What about those who followed
on the way?
There
is no surprise about our wanting to hear more than Mark
tells us. But he doesn't need to. Caution, reason, and careful
calculation, holding out for more--it is all a defense against
accepting the invitation. The only part of us that can respond
is that impulsive, willing to risk, hunger for something
deeper part which declares that despite the risks and unknowns,
I will stake everything on this decision, for no other reason
than the hunch that it is what God wants me to do.
Sometimes
I'm as struck with what Jesus didn't say, as what he did.
He didn't say to Peter and Andrew, "Consider me," because
he didn't come to form a discussion group. He didn't say,
"Worship me," so we could wrap him up in praise and music.
He didn't say, "Write a book about me," so we could spend
our time speculating upon his real nature and pass the information
about him on to others. He didn't say, "Build buildings
to house a religion for me," so we would be preoccupied
with the cares and concerns of an institution. All have
their place, but he asked for none of this...he asked us
to, "Follow him." He asked us to be brave and bold and go
where he goes. Though our motives aren't always clear, though
we are absolutely imperfect and invariably we fail, he tells
us to do as he does.
Feed
my sheep. Feed my lambs. Look after the least, remembering
that when you help them, you help me. Welcome the children.
Heal the sick. Join the priesthood of people from every
stripe and station to tell the world that the Kingdom of
God is at hand...turn around and believe the good news.
If
having all the facts ahead of time to make a well reasoned
assessment is what is necessary to follow Jesus, Mark would
have said so. But he didn't. He gives the barest basics.
There was something so powerful about this preacher that
people put down what they were doing and followed him. Followed
without the facts. Followed in faith.
All
that he said, all that he did ultimately comes back to this
invitation. It is an invitation to keep coming back to while
we are discerning what God wants us to become, what God
wants us to hold fast to, and what God wants us as a church
to let go of. It's time to see the leader and follow. All
he ever said and did is summed in that simple, succinct
invitation. Uncertain? Risky? Scared of what will happen
should you say yes? Of course!
The
French spiritual writer Michel Quoist has written something
which expresses what we fear, but expresses even more what
God desires. Just listen:
I'm
afraid of saying "Yes," Lord.
Where will you take me? I'm afraid of drawing the longer
straw,
I'm afraid of signing my name to an unread agreement,
I am afraid of the "Yes" that entails other "Yeses."
And
yet I am not at peace. You pursue me, Lord, you besiege
me.
I seek out the din for fear of hearing you, but in a moment
of silence you slip through.
I turn from the road, for I have caught sight of you, but
at the end of the path you are there awaiting me.
Where shall I hide? I meet you everywhere.
Is it then impossible to escape you?
But
I am afraid to say "Yes," Lord. I'm afraid of putting my
hand in yours, for you hold onto it.
I have loved you Lord, I have worked for you: I gave myself
for you.
O great and terrible God, what more do you want?
Son,
I want more for you and for the world.
Until now you have planned your actions, but I have no need
of them.
You have asked for my approval, you have asked for my support,
you have wanted to interest me in your work.
But don't you see, son, that you were reversing the roles?
I have
watched you, I have seen your good will,
And I want more than you, now.
You will no longer do your own works, but the will of your
father in heaven.
Say
"Yes," son.
For it is I who must do your work,
It is I who must live in your family,
It is I who must be in your neighborhood, and not you.
For it is my look that penetrates, and not yours,
My words that carry weight, and not your,
My life that transforms, and not yours.
Give all to me, abandon all to me.
I need your "Yes" to be united with you and to come down
to earth.
I need your "Yes" to continue saving the world!
O Lord,
I am afraid of your demands, but who can resist you?
That your Kingdom may come and not mine,
That your will may be done and not mine,
Help me to say "Yes."
Thanks
to William Willimon for the ideas which helped shape this
sermon, and to Berry Johnson for the story of Coach Grant
Troff.
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